because i miss angel


3x10 // 3x11

I Miss You
I Miss You

Aaliyah - I Miss You

“I Have trouble accepting the fact that you’re gone, so I won’t. 
It’ll be like we went for a while without seeing each other.
But I can understand why God would have wanted you close to him,
because you truly were an angel on earth.

I love you. I miss you.“

Is your heart still mine?
I wanna cry sometimes…

Prompts/Blurbs List

I put together a list of different prompts and blurbs about the Dolan Twins! Feel free to request which ever ones you want. Also, If you do happen to use any of these, please give credit! 

1. “I miss you.“ 

2. “Would you feel better if I let you hold my hand?”

 3. “Do you have any feelings whatsoever? Or are you always just a complete dick?" 

4. "I don’t love you anymore." 

5. "Hey babe, did you eat my sandwich?”

 6. “I thought you were different." 

7. "I’d rather be smothered with a pillow in the middle of the night then go on a date with you.”

 8. “Wait a minute..Are you jealous?" 

9. "Fuck off, she’s mine." 

10. "I’m glad you find my boyfriend attractive, now fuck off." 

11. "I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

12. “Do you love her?”

13. “Wait.. You’ve never had your first kiss?!”

14. “Oh, and that’s Dolan. He’s the perfect example as to why condoms are necessary.”

15. “Did you just smack my ass?”

16. “Are you kidding me? This shit was expensive you twat.”

17. “Stop being a tool and put your fucking shirt down. You’re taking a picture for Instagram, not sending ab pics.”

18. “You’re not welcome.”

19. “And you wonder why we broke up in the first place.”

20. “…My bad?”

21. “Do you not trust me?”

22. “Have you ever masturbated?”

23. “Can I play with your hair?”

24. “If you say like one more time, I’m gonna like totally choke you the fuck out!”

25. “By all means, go fuck yourself.”

26. “Can you shut the fuck up?”

27. “Wow nice job. 5 brownie points for you!”

28. “Fuck that was so hot.”


30. “You belong with me.”

31. “Hey, I’m right here. Shh you’re okay.”

32. “Do you seriously have a boner right now?”

33. “Were you staring at her tits?”

34. “This isn’t the first promise you’ve broken.”

35. “Don’t you ever fucking do that again, you hear me?”

36. “Yes, Daddy.”

37. “My ex was never like this.”

38. “Is that my football jersey?”

39. “Hey babe, do you have any tweezers?”

40. “Why are you crying?”

41. “You know I never meant to hurt you, right?”

42. “Y-You thought I was gonna hit you?..”

43. “Your boobs are comfy.”

44. “I swear to god if you make one more smart ass comment I’m gonna stomp your balls, you dickwad.”

45. “What did you just say?”

46. “Did you just call me (Your/Ex’s/Name?)

47. “Hey baby, I’m drunk as fuck and I miss you so much. Please come home.”

48. “I’ll give you a blowjob if you go and get me some skittles.”

49. “How did you manage to fuck this up?”

50. “Do you ever regret it?”

51. “Shut your mouth and kiss me, damnit.”

52. “What the hell is on your face?”


54. “Can we just cuddle?”

55. “Baby, my tummy hurts.”

56. “You have such a nice butt.”

57. “Sorry, I-I can’t get comfortable.”

58. “I want kisses.”

59. “She came onto me, I swear!”

60. “Stop giving me the puppy eyes.. Ugh fine, fuck you.”

61. “Did you know sex is exercise?’

62. “You’re not going out like that.”

63. “You smell good.”

64. “You mean the world to me.”

65. “Promise me you’ll be here when I wake up.”

66. “I may be drunk but I know for a fact that I love you.”

67. “Uhm.. Your book is upside down.”

68. “That was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

69. “Stop teasing me.”

70. “You’re gonna get it when we get home.”

71. “Pretty please?”

72. “What the fuck are you giggling at? it’s 3am.”

73. “Can you just hold me?”

74. “Can I be the little spoon tonight?”

75. “Don’t roll your eyes at me, bitch.”

76. “Obviously I’m upset.”

77. “Fuck that feels good.”

78. “Stop being so horny.”

79. “Sure, go hangout with your ex. I mean, I might as well text mine, too.”

80. “You’re mine. You got that?”

81. “I know I’m your bestfriend but I want so much more.”

82. “I think I should call heaven because it looks like they’re missing an angel.”

83. “I think I just shit myself.”

84. “I have to let you go.”

85. “You broke my fucking heart.”

86. “You mean everything to me. And I’ll be damned if I were to let you walk out on me right now.”

87. “I swear to god I won’t have sex with you for a whole month if you don’t kill that eight legged motherfucker.”

88. “I want to come home.”

89. “You’re so cheesy.”

90. “You need to chill, babe.”

91. “How do you spell aluminum?”

92. “Do I look fat in this?”

93. “You can do so much better that me.”

94. “Wow you have nice abs.”

95. “You make fun of me for being short, but do you see me making fun of your small ass dick? No? Exactly. Shut your ass up.”

96. “Wow you’re really tall.”

97. “You were the biggest mistake I’ve ever made.”

98. “Can I kiss you?”

99. “I know, this was just an excuse to cuddle.”

100. “Maybe we should just order some pizza..”


Pairing: Moriarty x Reader 

Warnings: Bit of depression, mentions of bullying, and a gunshot wound (barely a graze). 

A/N I posted this earier, but it didn’t, I suppose. I posted this last Sunday actually, for a prompt contest, but it’s whatever. It didn’t work, so I’m so sorry for the delay, and I’m sorry to the host of the contest, as well. I should’ve checked.


Normally, you abided by every rule. It was like an obsession to always be the perfect little angel. So when people had found out you were… involved with a criminal, they couldn’t believe it. Actually, many thought it was a sick joke Moriarty was playing- the last little piece to his great game… the kindly assistant of Mycroft Holmes who always kept her head down, and always aimed to please.

 Your boss was not happy to find you were the beneficiary of about 90% of Jim’s personal effects. Pretty much the only thing you didn’t “inherit” was his criminal web and his “small” arsenal. But you weren’t happy, either. Because if you inherited his effects, that meant he was gone. For good… 

Of course, people had questions when they had first found out- not all of them pleasant. And you still heard whispers about yourself whenever you left the room. Especially around this time of year. The anniversary of his death, of the day he left you for good. Sometimes, if you concentrated hard enough, you could block out the whispers of your “betrayal” and replace them with the dancing, irish-kissed words.

 Of Jim whispering in your ear, “Come’ere, Angel, I missed you today,” and could practically feel his lips press to your cheek. “I’m the Napoleon of Crime, Darling, what do you expect?” After you saw a particularly nasty photo or heard an exceedingly heated exchange. You’d swear you could feel the heat of his hands on your shoulders as he tried to calm you… it’d never been his strong suit, but you thought it was a bit sweet. Sometimes.

Today wasn’t one of those times. Today, your coworkers’ words ricocheted around your mind like a .22 caliber bullet. They’d gossip about all sorts of things. Not-so-quiet whispers talking about how you were a traitor to your country for loving that man. They’d reason with each other that you’d been tricked, because a psychopath like him couldn’t love. That you’d been manipulated for his own sick entertainment. They’d ask how you could love a man with so much blood on his hands, but no matter how you answered, you knew they’d never understand. 

Maybe that’s why you just stayed, and listened to their words, letting each one chip away at you. Maybe if they got deep enough, you could break the “spell” Jim had put you under. Just like this time every year, you stumbled back to your flat, choking on your tears as you tried to convince yourself they were wrong, or that they just couldn’t understand. 

Your blubbering cries were stopped when you saw the lights of your home on, even though you’d turned them all off that morning. Slipping your gun out of your purse, and lifting it to aim, you slowly pushed the door open to find a man standing by your mantle, covered mostly by shadows. Before he had the chance to turn around, a loud BANG echoed through the walls, and a short yelp as the bullet grazed his shoulder. 

“Holy hell, Angel- what was that for?!” Jim clutched his barely bleeding shoulder, palm getting splotched in thick crimson liquid. 

“Y-You’re- You’re dead!” You proclaim, swearing your mind was playing tricks on you- that this man couldn’t be your Jim. No, your love had killed himself on the roof of Saint Bartholomew’s hospital four years ago- to the day. 

“So you shot me? What made you think shooting me was a good idea?!” He hissed, sitting himself down on your loveseat. It wasn’t a severe wound- heck, it wasn’t even that deep. He’d been shot many times before, and this one was barely bad enough to leave a scratch. What hurt was the fact that YOU shot him…. his little Angel. Your bottom lip quaked, eyes welling up with more tears, like the day’s hadn’t already been enough. His suit was just as crisp as the one he’d been wearing when you last saw him, minus the small traces of blood leaking onto his sleeve. His hair smothed back, almost as if it wasn’t single strands but one solid piece. He was the exact same man he was all those years ago. He was Jim. 

“Jim?” Your breath was thick with disbelief. The sound of his name caused him to look up at you with those same puppy eyes he’d had upon waking up in the mornings, and his lips curved into a gentle smile, reserved only for you. 

“Yes, Darling?” Sobs escaped your lips as you stumbled over to him. In response, he stood to greet you, eyes sparkling with a certain glee. Once he was right in front of you, the scent of irony blood mixed with cedar and mint from his expensive cologne engulfed you in it’s sweet presence. You crashed into his arms, violently sobbing as you clutched onto him like he was your lifeline. With his free hand, he softly rubbed your back, setting his chin on your head, and letting you cry it out. “I hate you, you complete and utter arsehole.” You grumbled, causing him to vibrate with laughter. He tsked a few times, and brought his lips to your temple, pressing them firmly against your skin. Despite his weak arm, he managed to pull you slightly closer. “I love you, too, Angel.” Because despite what anyone thought, he’d missed you more than anything- maybe even more than you’d missed him. “Now, let’s get this arm fixed, yeah?”

Brian Mccook arriving in Lima, Peru.
Part 1 - 3.10.17

I wanted to share the first part of this video with you guys because I’m missing this sweet angel SO MUCH!
I know it’s a short video but I swear it’s worth watching.

I’m the one who asked for the hug and gave him the skittles, by the way.
We knew that Brian was really nervous so we were trying to be very polite and respectful with him. He was really nice and friendly with all of us even though he was struggling with his anxiety and nervousness. I was even able to say a few things to him and he was nothing but the adorable weirdo we all love.

I love my little piece of heaven so much!

Credits to: Rupaul’s Drag Race Perú on Facebook

P.S: My english is really bad, btw. Sorry about that!

I still can't believe Karius, ter Stegen, Trapp, Leno & Neuer come all from Germany.

they feed goalkeepers with stardust and angel tears or I’m missing something because I don’t get it at all

Boyfriend Jaemin

this is for you @jaeminnana ;)) i think your question got deleted because you changed your url but it’s okay !!

  • tbh i didn’t want to do this because i might just cry halfway
  • because this angel has been ruining my life lately and i miss him lots
  • okay kidding thanks for requesting and hope you like it ~

  • he’d probably be that one guy in your class who literally smiles at everything and everyone ,

  • to the point where you thought he was crazy because how can one have this much positivity ??
  • lots of girls would swoon over him and his smile
  • you thought you weren’t like them but you lowkey admired him
  • one day during chemistry class the both of you got partnered up for the rest of the year
  • and deep down you were so excited but on the outside you tried to keep a straight face
  • but jaemin’s smile and his offers to help you do your part made you feel all fuzzy and warm ??
  • like what is this feeling
  • when you did something wrong or couldn’t follow the instructions ,
  • he’d calmly and willingly explain everything to you , making sure you understood everything
  • he started hanging out with you more often ,
  • his group of friends joined your group during breaks and lunch
  • your friends knew both of you had feelings for one another because it was so obvious
  • like you’d steal a glance at him across the table when donghyuck was talking to you
  • and jaemin would also smile to himself whenever he caught you looking
  • and when you talked , he was always paying full attention , nodding his head and agreeing with you even when what you said didn’t make sense
  • “ omg guys have you ever wondered what the first man on earth felt when he saw he was the only one of his own kind ”
  • “ wth Y/N why are you thinking of things like that during lunch break ”
  • “ idk im just curious ”
  • “ haha you’re so cute Y/N ”
  • “ Jaemin what ? You call that cute ? both of you have issues i swear ”
  • and you and jaemin would giggle at each other while donghyuck pretended to vomit
  • “ get a room both of you ”
  • you often sat beside him in class even when you were not supposed
  • and you and jaemin would talk for hours and hours , the teacher gave up on both of you because no matter how many times she asked both of you to stop talking , yall wouldnt
  • probably lots of skinship before you guys were a couple though ,
  • like sometimes holding hands and hugging would be normal
  • until one day mark would ask him
  • “ bro are the both of you dating ? ”
  • “ no , i dont think so ”
  • “ wait what , then why do yall act like a couple ”
  • “ we do ? ”
  • “ you’re telling me holding hands , hugging and giving heart eyes to one another every second isnt a couple thing ? ”
  • “ oh hyung .. you’re right ”
  • and he’d smile because he knew what to do
  • one day while you were over at his’ you were lying on his lap , on the sofa as usual
  • while he was playing with your hair he’d ask calmly
  • “ do you like , wanna make us official ? ”
  • “ what official ? ”
  • “ a couple , Y/N ” -  “ wait aren’t we one already ”
  • “ what , since when omg ”
  • “ donghyuck told me weeks ago that you told him to convey the message to me that you liked me and wanted to be my boyfriend ? wait what- ”
  • “ seriously that guy- it’s okay , we’re officially official now ”
  • lots of matching outfits and accessories
  • and when you forgot that you had to wear one with him that day he’d get all pouty and upset
  • he’s another baby who wants attention i swear
  • lots of backhugs and hugs
  • you’d be doing your homework seriously
  • then suddenly he creeps beside you and hugs you
  • and when you tell him to go away ,
  • he’d pull you closer even more
  • and this boy would love it when you initiated skinship first
  • he’d be queuing up to buy lunch for you while he told you to wait at the table ,
  • but you didn’t listen
  • so you hugged him from behind and hid your face in his back
  • he’d be shocked at first but then smile like an angel while holding your hands while your arms were still around his waist
  • he’d motivate and encourage you whenever you need it
  • he’s supportive of the choices you make because he wants you to be happy
  • literallty everyone in school ships the both of you because yall are too sweet
  • okay maybe not those fangirls
  • if he realises he did something wrong or upsets you he’d apologise right away because he doesn’t want to upset you even more
  • lowkey the very protective and clingy boyfriend but doesn’t make it too obvious
  • “ um babe you can let go of my hands now i need to go to the toilet ?? ”
  • “ not until we reach the entrance of the toilet ”
  • “ it’s only 2metres away jae ”
  • “ no listen to me ”
  • and he’d smile and let you go finally when he’s standing right at the entrance waiting for you
  • he’d shower you with gifts and homemade things
  • he once gave you a book he made himself filled with photos of both of you
  • he probably says ’ i love you ’ to you randomly literally every few minutes
  • and everytime you’d reply with a ’ i love you too ’ and he’d smile to himself like crazy
  • in conclusion , na jaemin’s a total boyfriend material
  • he’ll love you forever so you’re lucky to have him
  • im dead bye guys
Castiel Drabble Request

This was requested by an anon: Heyyy #30 “You shine brighter than the stars in the sky.” & #32 “All along I believed I would find you.”  with Cas pretty pretty please c’: ? Ily byeee💫

I know this it’s late, but I wanted to get this one in because we missed our little angel tonight on SPN <3

Word Count: 256

Warnings: Fluff <3

You stared up at the night sky, looking at the stars.  You loved stargazing when Sam and Dean were away on a hunt.  There was no one to bother you.  All was silent around you and it was lovely.  All except the flutter of wings behind you.  If you had to be honest, you loved spending time with Cas, especially on nights like this.

“I thought I might find you up here,” Castiel stated sweetly.  The angel sat down beside you, his cerulean blue eyes admiring your silhouette in the moonlight.  

You didn’t speak for a few minutes.  It was nice that Castiel didn’t mind the silence between the two of you.  You leaned your head against Castiel’s shoulder, smiling when he wrapped his arm around your shoulders.  

“Sometimes I think about how small I am compared to what’s out there,” you spoke softly.  “Those stars shine so brightly.  It’s amazing.”

“I think that you shine brighter than the stars in the sky [Y/N],” Castiel mumbled, a small smile adorning his lips.  “I am so fortunate to have met you.”

“We almost didn’t meet Cas,” you mentioned, a small yawn leaving your lips.

“That is true,” Castiel nodded.  The angel rubbed his hand slowly up and down your arm.  “There was a time where we almost didn’t meet.  All along I believed I would find you.  Then, when I did…  It all made sense.”  Castiel wrapped his wings around you, shielding you from the cool winter breeze.  “We were always going to fall in love.”

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Happy 79th birthday to someone who has given us the most amazing photos of the Beatles as well as someone who helped influence the Beatles early style. Happy Birthday to the amazing Astrid Kirchherr.

“George was always my favorite, his kindness and wit. He was just a wonderful person and whenever I was in trouble, like with money and things, he was always looking after me and he invited me a couple of times to London and later on to Henley. I just miss him terribly because he was like a little guardian angel for me. I feel like I am in a way lost without him.” - Astrid Kirchherr, “Astrid Kirchherr A Retrospective” by  Matthew H. Clough, ‎Colin Fallows, ‎Astrid Kirchherr

“All of the Beatles wrote many letters to Kirchherr: “I only have a couple from George [Harrison], which I’ll never show anyone, but he wrote so many. So did the others. I probably threw them away. You do that when you’re young – you don’t think of the future. “ - Wikipedia article on Astrid Kirchherr

“Astrid was the one, really, who influenced our image more than anybody. She made us look good.” - George, Anthology

“Kirchherr says that after she cut Sutcliffe’s hair, Harrison asked her to do the same when she was visiting Liverpool.” - Wikipedia article on Astrid Kirchherr

“Astrid met them wearing a complete leather trouser suit. Previously she had worn a leather jacket, which they all had copied.  Stu Sutcliffe was impressed and got Astrid to make a leather suit for him. (The others wanted them too but they got them done so cheaply that they soon split.)

It was at this time that Astrid got around to telling Stu that she didn’t like his greasy Teddy Boy hair style. After a lot of persuading, Stu let her do a special style for him.  She brushed it down, snipped bits off and tidied it up. When Stu turned up at the Top Ten that evening, the other Beatles collapsed in hysterics. Stu gave up and combed his hair high again, but thanks to Astrid he tried the new style once more the following night.  He was ridiculed again but on the third night George [Harrison] turned up with the same style. Then Paul had a go. Pete Best ignored the whole craze.  But the Beatle hair style had been born, and Astrid went on to influence them in other ways —-e.g. wearing collarless suits. “ - Excerpted from a Life Magazine article 13 September 1968

this handsome man right here is my grandpa. he died two years ago today, july 21st, 2015. he was a very important man in my life. he taught me the values of right and wrong, he raised me since i was a baby because neither of my “perfect” parents wanted me.

i can’t explain to anyone how much i love this man and how much i miss him because he was truly an angel on earth. i need his picture to be seen, i need him to be remembered, i need everyone to know that my grandpa is unlike any other. sweet, kind, gentle – and beyond a doubt my inspiration.

i don’t particularly believe in god or think about the logic behind religion, but if this entire thing exists, i know he’s in heaven or paradise or wherever else, watching me, knowing that i spend so much of my time remembering and missing him.

sorry to make this really sad post on my blog, but i have no intention of filtering out the man i love for the sake of tumblr followers.

mr. ali akbar miah, i miss the fucking crap out of you. and i love you and my heart aches for you more and more every single day.