brb making you cry

anonymous asked:

I've been told I don't really smile. But I was checking out your art and my dad asked what I was smiling about, and when I didn't show him, he demanded to see because it made me smile. So, thanks... I guess, that's what I wanna say. For helping me smile.

!!!! ohmygosh??? you’re very welcome!! I’m so glad that my art could help you smile, I hope you have a wonderful day !!

I still cannot get over the fact:
  • Lucifer admitted to Chloe that her dying is his greatest fear
  • it would be hell for him to have to live life without her
  • because he would not be able to see her 
  • because he cannot go to the Silver city
  • Lucifer not being able to shut up about Chloe to Candy
  • Lucifer coming back to LA because he missed work my ass Chloe
  • Lucifer wanting to die because Chloe didn’t want to work with him anymore

Originally posted by yesiamarebelliousflower

carr-crashh-heartss  asked:

Super cool of you to offer the drabbles! I'm thinking either 'I thought I lost you', or the first time they said I love you. Either is good, I'm easy! :)

Here’s “I thought I lost you”!! My heart starting hurting when I read that, so hopefully I was able to put that into the fic well :) Thank you so much for following and for sending in this prompt!

I’m sorry to everyone because I’m getting slightly behind on these prompts, but I should have time to crank another another couple in the next 24 hours… So if you’re still waiting for yours, know that it’s coming ASAP!

Thank you for 2.5k followers! Send in a prompt so I can say thank you :)


Three weeks. Three weeks had passed since Cassian checked in. Even Draven was starting to lose hope of hearing from him again.  

His assignment shouldn’t have taken more than a few days. Cassian’s last words to her – whispered into her hairline in the early morning dark of their room – echoed through Jyn’s mind on loop. “Just reconnaissance. It’s unlikely I’ll meet any Imperials. No need to worry.”

“No need to worry.”

“No need to worry.”

“No need to worry.”

It’s a useless phrase, Jyn growled to herself. She and Cassian rarely bothered lying to each other; they didn’t need K-2’s strategic analysis to tell them of the significant chance each meeting would be their last. Why had he bothered to reassure her this time? Why had he bothered to lie? His body could be rotting on a planet she didn’t have the clearance to know, and his last words to her would be instructions she could never follow.

Her frustration – frustration at Cassian’s prolonged absence, at the helpless feeling eating away at her gut – had led her to the shooting range on base. Firing blaster bolts into sand filled dummies, emptying power pack after power pack traditionally calmed Jyn’s nerves, focused her mind away from whatever bothered her.

Today, no such luck.

Her mind morphed the dummy – tan and lifeless – into the back of Cassian’s normal fatigues; the scorches from her blaster bolts suddenly looked much more lethal; the complacent way it fell backwards looked like a body (Cassian’s body) falling. With pained cry, Jyn dropped her weapon, her hand desperately rubbing her eyes, but the image of Cassian falling from a Stormtrooper’s shot was burned into her mind, never to be scrubbed away.

Not that the image was new; it was merely resurrected.

The door to the firing range opened suddenly, pounding against the wall with an echoing bang. Jyn bared her teeth as she turned, ready to dig her claws into whatever rebel wanted his or her turn at the range.

Bodhi Rook received the look and he backed away from her on instinct, hands raised. “Jyn,” he said, his rushed words tripping over each other, “I was just in the control tower. It’s him – Cassian’s back.”

Jyn was on her feet in an instant, rushing for the door. Bodhi jumped back another step, as if Jyn was rushing at him rather than past him; she paused for a second, clasping the pilot on the shoulder, giving him a quick, “Thank you,” as she passed. She would actually thank him – for being in the control tower, for hearing the message, for coming to get her – later. After she’d seen Cassian.

Any and every thing in the corridors – droids, generals, spare X-Wing parts – was an obstacle in Jyn’s path, and she shoved past every one of them. Other would be coming to see Captain Andor – General Draven would want a debrief, medical would be coming to inspect for injuries, flight crews would come to check out his U-Wing – so Jyn needed to move quickly if she wanted a second alone with Cassian. The man who’d promised to come back. The man who almost hadn’t.

Jyn watched, without patience, as flight crews ushered the familiar U-Wing back into the hanger. She knew, logically, the steps Cassian needed to take in order to land the ship and that they would take several minutes.

But it had been three weeks, and Jyn wanted him off that ship now.

Several agonizing minutes later, the ramp of the ship lowered and Cassian, his face sporting new purple bruises and his arm in a sling but alive, appeared. His eyes swept across the hanger, scanning from left to right in quick succession, and as Jyn stepped closer, they stopped on her. Cassian’s desperation bled through the stare he fixed on her, the hungry way his eyes devoured her presence; Jyn’s desperation shot her legs forward, crossing the hanger and running straight to him. Her arms locked around his neck and his good arm around her waist. His grip on her shirt and his face in her neck reminded her of the beaches of Scarif – No, she firmly commanded herself, do not go there.

“I thought I lost you,” she whispered into his collar.

Cassian pulled back from the embrace to grab the side of her face, to gaze so deeply into her eyes Jyn was sure he could see into her soul. He didn’t respond, but his eyes spoke volumes. He wouldn’t make her another promise – “No need to worry” or “I’ll always come back” – that he couldn’t keep. But he’d treasure this moment, just like she would, allowing the glory of the returns to overcome the fear of the departures.


Ashton Irwin smut


Word count- 1,400+

Summary- Ash is being distant, so Luke and you make him jealous and he feels really bad about it so he makes it up to you. (This is so emotional, brb crying)


Backstage after a concert was always lively. The adrenaline still pumping and everyone congratulating the boys. A ritual of some sorts. You, being Ashton’s girlfriend were present backstage as well. As soon as they ran off stage you went to Ashton to give him a hug but he just brushed you off saying, “Not now, Y/N. I’m tired”

You were hurt and you felt rejected so you went and sat on the couch in the common dressing room. Now that you really thought about it, Ashton had been acting distant and you couldn’t help but think the worst that some other girl probably had his attention and he was going to break it off with you. You groaned and buried your face in your hands.

“You alright, YN?” You heard the voice of Luke questioning your current, clearly not alright state. “Does it look like I’m alright?” you snapped at him, instantly regretting lashing out since he wasn’t the one you were angry with. “What’s wrong?” he asked sounding genuinely concerned so you let out a heavy sigh and patted the spot next to you on the couch.

He obliged and sat next you, keeping a respectful distance. “It’s Ashton, isn’t it?” he said before you could start. You merely nodded your head before elaborating. “He’s been so distant lately and I can’t even remember the last time we were intimate. He didn’t want to hug me today, for fucks sake. I wouldn’t be surprised if he found someone better. These girls are always throwing themselves at him, I guess its about time.”

“Hey, hey Y/N, don’t say that. He’s crazy about you and I know for a fact he wouldn’t cheat on you. He doesn’t even look at other girls. But you’re right about him being distant. He’s been like that with us as well.” Luke paused to take a breath before looking around the room. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he looked like he just had the greatest idea in the world and it might just have been as he said this, “Let’s make him jealous. That ought to get a reaction out of him.” You nodded your head eagerly and as if on cue, the other three boys walked in the room.

You started laughing loudly causing all of them to look at you confused. “Oh, Lukey, you’re so funny.” you put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed lightly. His face contorted into one of understanding as he played along. “Nah, Y/N you’re just flattering me. I guess you’re a sweetheart like that.” He put his hand on your thigh, slightly high for it to be just friendly.

You gauged the reaction of the other boys and Calum and Michael’s eyes were bulging out of their sockets while Ashton didn’t seem really phased. You decided to kick it up a notch and scooted closer to Luke so that your knees were touching now. “Have I ever told you how beautiful you are, Y/N?” Luke asked and that seemed to get Ashton’s attention as his eyes were trained on you. Calum and Michael’s jaws dropped, literally to the floor and you started blushing.

“It’s been a while since anyone’s called me that” as soon as you said that you could’ve sworn a look of guilt flashed across Ashton’s face, but you didn’t drop the act as yet. You wanted Ashton to stop it. Luke reached his hand up to your face and tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear. You leaned in closer to Luke and he did as well. You only felt his breath on your lips for a split second before he was practically thrown across the room.

“Get your hands off my girlfriend mate.” Ashton’s voice boomed across the dressing room. He had Luke pinned to the floor and was about to swing a punch before he was caught by Michael and Calum. Luke scrambled out from underneath him and Ashton struggled against his band members grip. “Don’t you dare fucking get close to her again. She’s mine.” Ashton was stern with his words and absolutely did not expect the next words that came out of Luke’s mouth. “Maybe if you hadn’t been acting like a complete dick and taking her for granted, I wouldn’t have.”

At once, he stopped struggling and turned to face you, at the edge of your seat now. “Maybe you guys should leave.” you said and they nodded in understanding and left the room without uttering another word. “Is it true? What Luke said?” Ash asked and walked over to you. You nodded and looked to him. He walked over to you and it was as if his legs gave way as he was on his knees in front of you. “I’m so so sorry, Y/N. I didn’t do it intentionally” he buried his face in your knees and you lightly placed your hands on either side of his face. He looked up at you and you said, “I love you Ash, nothing could ever change my feelings toward you. I just fear that yours are changing.”

He looked crushed, to say the least. “Let me show you how much I love you, Y/N. I want to worship every inch of you.” you feebly nodded and he reached upward to capture your lips in a sweet innocent kiss. The kiss slowly progressed into a needy, emotional one and he found his place on top of you. He detached and you took a deep breath, feeling the lack of oxygen. His lips were on your cheek then your jaw, your neck and kept progressing downward till they were at the waist band of your pants. He pulled them down with ease and began kissing your inner thighs. Feeling hot and bothered, you pulled your t-shirt over your head and discarded it. You felt him smirk against your skin at your eagerness.

“So beautiful” you heard him mutter and he placed an opened mouth kiss over your clit. You squirmed underneath him and he took the band of your panties in his mouth before letting it go causing it snap against your skin. You felt yourself getting damper and let out a low mewl. “Ash, please”

It had been so long and you didn’t know if you could last at all. “No teasing, please” you breathed out and somehow Ashton listened to you. He got off of you for what felt like less than a second as he peeled his sweaty tank top off him and his jeans. You, too, did quick work in ridding yourself of your bra. He pulled your panties off of you and kissed you slowly again. You reached your hand in between the two of you and pushed his boxers down, just enough to grab his ever growing length in your hand and pumping it. Ashton moaned loudly and buried his face in your neck. You rubbed your thumb across the tip and you knew he was rock hard now.

You pushed his boxers down further and used your legs to push it off of him completely. “I love you baby” he breathed into your neck while positioning himself at your entrance. He pushed in slowly and you swore you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head. It stung slightly but that disappeared once Ash started sucking on your neck, sure to leave a hickey. “So fucking tight” he murmured and you replied with a loud moan. “Fuck, Ash”

His hips moved against yours, rolling them together. Pulling out almost entirely, before thrusting back in. Skin slapping against skin and his moans consumed you. Ashton consumed you. “I’m so in love with you” he half grunted out. “I-I love you Ash” you struggled out. You arched your back so your chest was flush against his. “I’m close” he moaned, scrunching his eyes shut. “Mhmm” you said quietly and the knot in your stomach exploded leading you to scream loudly. “God, Ashton!” you released around him.

He let out a string of curse words when he felt you contract around him. He rode out your high and in a few more thrusts he came inside you. His body went limp and he fell on you. You were exhausted too. “I never want to stop falling for you.” he said looking straight into your eyes. You placed a lingering kiss on his forehead. Ash and you stayed like that, cuddling, talking and what felt like falling in love all over again.

Originally posted by outerspaceimagines


Love’s just chilling, you know? Kicking it with somebody, talking, making mad stupid jokes.


Life is a cycle.
You go from being strangers, 
to being friends
to being more than friends,
and back to being practically strangers again.

Refrain - (2009) “Are you also looking at the same sky as I am right now? Are we still connected?”
HOW CLOSE YOU ARE - (2016) “Although we’re far apart, we’re looking up at the same sky … We’ll go forward believing, because we’re connected.
—  Miyano Mamoru

moanaialiki  asked:

-rolls in your inbox to send you love and praises- such quality. much joker. wow. Okay, my memeing self aside (for now), I absolutely adore your take on Joker, like so much! I know it's been a while since I saw the arc as an anime since I am lame and haven't read the manga still (rip me) but you're just stunning! You really understand his character and get to the heart of them and it shows in your writing and your meta. And just keep it up, okay? Okay <3

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ACES. …. Oh my god, Monie, you’re so sweet you could be like a mint chocolate chip Klondike bar or something, ok???? You’re that sweet and pure. Bless your face omg….


Another Life- Charmer

And I don’t know maybe we’ll be together again, sometime