come to my bed. all of you!


Disclaimer – I haven’t rewatched everything for this list (I put myself through quite a few scenes but… ick) so this is from memory with help from the ED Wiki, if anything is incorrect I’m sorry! :) All dates are episode air dates, stuff in brackets is my own thoughts.

October 11thShe arrives, after Robert asks her to come.
October 13th
Thinks Robert wanted her to come back to start again. ‘You’ve tried everything else and found none of it compares.’
October 14th
She tries multiple times to get Robert into bed, even when he says no. Offers him HF with her. Kiss #1, he tells her he feels nothing, she asks for one more kiss which he rejects.
October 17th
Visits Robert at the scrapyard, she wasn’t expecting him to be quite so spoken for
October 24thShe seems upset when she hears about the engagement, around the back of the pub afterwards she’s worried about him after the accident. Robert goes to walk away and give up their arrangement, begs him to help her and offers 20% of HF along with Andy’s freedom.
October 27th
She tells Chrissie that she was with Robert during their engagement party spitefully. Robert tells Chrissie he thinks Rebecca is still a bit in love with him.

November 7thGets the vase as evidence against Lachlan for Robert.
November 8th
Reveals all about shooting at bonfire night. Later, gives Robert video evidence against Lachlan.
November 10th
Robert is harsh in front of Lawrence, she’s upset. Later, she finds out it was just for Lawrence’s benefit.
November 14th
She persuades Lawrence not to throw Diane and Doug out of their house.
November 15th
Kiss #2. Robert stops it, she wants more and tries to persuade him.
November 17th
She persuades Lachlan to hand himself into the police to clear Andy’s name.
November 29th
She threatens to tell Aaron about the kiss unless Robert helps Lachlan escape jail. When he tells her he’s been leading her on, she would have kissed him again. Thinks he wants her and Aaron, upset when he tells her no. Crying later on at HF to Chrissie about being used, she still loves him.
November 30th
Reveals the kiss in front of all at Cain’s party. Pretends Robert wanted more, she’s humiliated when Aaron says he knew all along, tries to make out Robert wants her, that he’s all over her but it’s a lie.

December 14thFinds Liv trying to break into the Mill and tells Aaron. Wants Robert’s help with business again. Insensitive comment about Gordon’s money.
December 15th
Wants Robert’s help again with business meeting, begs him to go with her. Thinks Robert is keen to help her, but it’s really for Aaron. Threatens to phone police when Aaron steals money from HF, but is understanding when he explains and helps out. Thanks Robert later for his help, he’s thankful for her help with Aaron – she likes Aaron and wants Robert to be happy, accepts they’ll only be friends.
December 16th
Needs Robert’s help again with business meeting.

January 5thHelps Robert out with Aaron’s birthday present, as long as Robert helps her with HF stuff, and the overnight business meeting.
January 6th
Rebecca tells Robert the overnight business meeting was cancelled the other day and she forgot to tell him. (never mentioned again… did she forget?)
January 9th
She helps decorate for Charity’s birthday party
January 17th
Robert is helping Rebecca with a business plan.
January 18th
Rebecca begs Robert to help her with business meeting. Afterwards she persuades him to stay for a drink at HF, where Aaron finds them. (we all know what happened after this)

February 1stShe drives to the Woolpack, then the Mill to tell Robert in person that his money will be in his account soon. Offers to help with interior design at the Mill.
February 2nd
Robert goes to HF to meet her (does she text him?). She wants to leave the village, Robert talks her around. (is that what she wanted?)
February 20th
She leaves money behind the bar at Robert and Aaron’s wedding.

March 15thHelps Robert out with Liv looking after her while Robert goes to the prison. Talks to Liv about her school problems. Looks appropriately concerned when Robert is worried about Aaron.
March 16th
She tells Liv to tell Robert what the problem is. Later, she’s in the pub with Ross when Robert texts her. She runs straight around. Robert rants, tries it on and she rejects him. Instead of leaving or trying to sort him out, she takes her coat off and starts playing with the furniture. He tries it on again… we know what happens after that.
March 17th
Kicks Ross to the curb, leaving Robert a voicemail and going to find him. Offers to go into the Mill. When she realises he doesn’t want her she gets upset/angry, telling him she feels cheap and used, threatens to tell everyone what happened. Says the same to Chas when confronted by her. (they obviously didn’t spend the whole night together as Robert had not changed his clothes yet Rebecca had, and the voicemail seemed that way too)
March 21st
Robert texts her and she goes running straight to him. Robert wants her to keep quiet, she looks gleeful at him being worried. Puts all the blame onto Robert, then says she’ll keep quiet. Spends the whole afternoon with Ross then takes him to the pub, making sure everyone knows what they’ve been up to then kissing him, all in front of Robert.

Future Things we know from spoilers:

April 6thShe invites herself to Aaron’s welcome home party.
April 7th
She starts getting friendly with Victoria.

Someone pointed out on twitter earlier (don’t have the link anymore though, sorry maybe someone else has?) that there is a recurring theme of alcohol being involved whenever Robert does something with Rebecca, even in their encounters prior to him coming back to Emmerdale which is all true. From what I’ve looked at above though, she seems determined to worm her way in and be a part of his life any way she can and gets angry/upset when it doesn’t go the way she wants and tries a different way. Obsession, perhaps a bit more than what we’ve been paying attention to? Have they been playing the long game with us all along?

I, personally, think she’s in love with him and she’s obsessed with him, she wants to be in his life no matter what and I think she thinks as long as she stays there he’ll eventually come around. Now… after the ONS and rejection I think she’s out for revenge… we’ll see.

If anyone wants to analyse this some more, go right ahead.

Earning My Title

A/N: An anon request for a piece for the reader has a Ph.D. just like Spencer and SHE enjoys being called Doctor in bed. ;) @coveofmemories @sweetg

Warning: Smut


“Congratulations, Dr. Reid,” Spencer said as you walked in the door behind him. You’d literally just come back from graduation. After four years of hard work, you were finally a Doctor, and your husband had been there through it all. “How does it feel?”

“Fantastic!” you screamed, jumping up into his arms. He spun you around the kitchen until you felt like you were going to throw up, at which point, he placed you on the kitchen counter. “Thank you for believing in me even when I didn’t believe in myself.”

“That’s what husbands are for,” he said sweetly, pressing his lips against yours. “What are your first plans as a Doctor?”

You smirked, kicking your feet on either side of his. “I have an idea, but I don’t know if you’ll be into it.”

“Try me.” He wondered what she could possibly have in mind that he might not enjoy. 

“Well…ever since I started my doctorate, I’ve wondered what it would feel like to be a Doctor…”

“I know,” he laughed. “You’ve reminded me nearly every day, including our wedding day, over the past four years.”

“Now I wonder how it might feel, if you call me Doctor in bed…” You smiled wide, your body shivering at the thought. 

That he could get behind. “Okay, Doctor,” he said, gliding his hand under your shirt and teasing at the waistband of your pants. “I don’t know why you think I wouldn’t enjoy that.” His tongue jutted out just past his lips, washing over them before taking your mouth in a sweet kiss. As his tongue parted your lips, allowing him to delve inside, his right hand traced its way down your panties, coming to rest just ever-so-slightly against the stiffened nub of nerves that yearned for his touch. 

A slight gasp escaped from your throat as he repeatedly pressed against your clit, feeling your slickness flow over his fingers. You were always so sensitive - but only for him. Within minutes, he could have you soaking for him. Reaching down, you grabbed the hem of your shirt and lifted it up over your head, throwing it out of your line of sight. You leaned back, your head resting on the cabinet as he continued to finger your pussy, but not delving into your center like you wanted him too. His lips glided over your neck as you played with your breasts, teasing and pinching the nipples with increasing pressure.

You whimpered into his ear, begging him to take you inside and make you his, so he moved you off the counter, simultaneously peeling your pants and panties down. “My pleasure, Doctor.” Giggling, you grabbed him by the jacket and pulled him toward the bedroom, lying face down on the mattress while he disrobed. 

“I want you to take me from behind,” you said. Your ass was facing him, so as you heard him slip off his pants, you jutted your butt upward and wiggled it for him. His grunt of approval was enough to let you know he was completely down for this particular position. With your body completely flat on the bed, he could barely fit inside you. This angle always provided you with an overwhelming orgasm - your walls forced to clench tightly around his cock. “Fuck me…please.”

As he came to hover over you, you lifted up only slightly to allow him the ability to enter you. “You’re so tight,” he groaned, sinking into your wet heat. Isolating your muscles, you pushed back onto his length, moaning as your walls clenched around his member. “So wet.”

You pushed back, arching your spine as hard as you could, before reaching around behind you to bring his head to yours. He was bracing himself above you as you pushed back against him. “Only for you,” you breathed into his mouth.

“My Doctor Reid,” he mumbled proudly against your neck. The juxtaposition of having him above you while still acknowledging you as his equal was intense. He could tell you were enjoying having him in control, so he pushed your head gently into the mattress and lifted your bottom up higher for him so he could thrust into you, now on his knees.

Spencer began to pick up the pace of his thrusts, now that he was situated on his knees and not using all of his strength to hover above you. The increased pressure on your insides caused you to coil into yourself and grab the blanket underneath your fingertips. “Holy shit,” you gasped, biting down on the blanket as he continued to thrust into you. “Baby, fuck.”

“Scream for me, Dr. Reid,” he mumbled against your ear. That was enough to start the orgasm rolling through you. “Don’t stifle yourself. I wanna hear it.” As he spoke, he tugged lightly on your hair, causing a tiny hint of pain that made the sensations all that much more intense.

“Fuck!” you cried as your legs started to tremble and your head fell forward. But Spencer wouldn’t have it, he tugged your hair back again and screamed his name, causing him to spill himself inside you. “Oh my god, baby.”

His hands gripped even tighter around your hair as he buried himself inside you for the final time, eventually collapsing onto your back. “Hell…that was intense…Doctor.”

You giggled as you pulled away from him and turned over, pulling his sweaty body on top of you. “I think I could get used to being called Doctor in bed,” you laughed. 

“I’m all for it,” he said, grazing his hand up your center and toward your mouth so you could taste your arousal. “Plus, you’ve earned it.”


Originally posted by monsta-x-cuties

(A/N I’m so sorry I’m posting ANOTHER Wonho fanfic on my supposedly SHINee blog but I just can’t help it he’s everything and all I can think about HAHAHA it’s driving me crazy. Btw this is kinda angsty but mostly fluffy.

Wonho had been practising at the studio late at night for what seemed like forever. Sometimes he’d be laying in bed with you, holding you tight to his bare chest, talking to you and joking with you then suddenly say that work had text him and he had to go in to the studio late to dance all night. Normally, he wouldn’t come home until 4am at the least; your suspicions were starting to drive you insane all day and all night. In your past relationships, a lot of the guys had cheated on you which shattered your ability to trust. Although Wonho was a brilliant boyfriend who appeared to worship the ground you walked on, with him being gone a lot, you wondered if he was telling the whole truth. 

You watched Wonho leave in a hurry, grabbing his gym bag from the floor. It was 10pm; it was dark outside and you didn’t understand why he needed to leave so urgently. Vaguely, you heard the front door shut, telling you he’d left. You felt sick to your stomach, not being able to fight the thought that he was seeing another girl, or worse, sleeping with her. Suddenly, making you jump, his phone buzzed loudly on his bedside table. Then, the horrible idea crossed your mind. Would it hurt to check his phone? You didn’t want to be *that* girl; you didn’t want to be the stereotypical insane girlfriend who didn’t trust her boyfriend. You knew it was an invasion of his privacy and that it was wrong but oh god, you just needed to know if he was fucking another girl. If not, your brain would pop with the anxiety. Taking his phone, you tapped on to his messages. There were messages from his mother, his friends and the guys in the group but mostly work. Scrolling down, your eyes just wanted to search for something suspicious like a girls name or a naughty text to someone who wasn’t you but there was nothing odd looking on there. You mustn’t have heard the door open and close because Wonho had returned after telling his managers at Starship that he wanted the night off. Excitedly, he ran up the stairs to surprise you, only to see you checking his phone with a distressed look on your face. 

“Jagi, are you checking my phone?” 

Wonho asked curiously ,his voice made you drop the phone out of your hand. 


You cried in shock, not expecting for him to be home, never mind catching you snooping on him. Instantly, you felt deathly guilty for going through his private messages. 

“I’m so sorry Wonho…I didn’t mean to disrespect…” 

Wonho cut you off. 

“What exactly were you expecting to find (Y/N)?” 

You could tell from his cold tone of voice that he was insulted. His jaw was tight like he was feeling betrayed and you didn’t blame him. For a moment, you were silent, trying to gather your thoughts while tears burned your eyes. The whole time you were with him, you hadn’t realised how crazily paranoid you were about Wonho’s loyalty even though it was silly.

“It’s just that you’ve been disappearing almost every night and you’d never tell me why you’ve been working extra hours and I was just starting to think maybe…”

“What?! That I was cheating on you?!” 

Wonho snapped, incredibly hurt that you thought he was like the others even though he’d proven so many times that he wasn’t. 

“I don’t know?! Yes! Yes I thought you were cheating on me!  I’m so sorry I checked your phone I know it was wrong!” 

Tears ran from your tired, grief filled eyes, worried Wonho was going to get tired of your anxiety and leave you. Running a hand through his blond hair, Wonho slumped against the wall frustratedly and slowly slid down it, resting on the floor. 

“Haven’t I proven I love you?” 

He asked quietly, defeated. 

“Of course you have.” 

You replied. You wished so much that you could trust him the way he deserved to be trusted. Wonho sighed dramatically. He was still for a while, biting his plump lip the way he did when he was stressed. 

“Starship promised me they’d pay me more money if I practised and worked out for more hours.” 

He got up from the floor and walked over to his bedside table, opening the middle drawer. 

“I needed more money so I could pay off what I owe for this.” 

He brought out a small turquoise box and you gasped, clutching your heart. It was confusing as Wonho didn’t believe in the concept of marriage. Like he read your mind, he said: 

“It’s a promise ring (Y/N). Yes, I don’t believe in marriage but I wanted to get you something to show you that I have every intention of being with you for the rest of my life. I promise I have no intention of being with anyone else. I don’t want anyone else baby. I just want you to trust me. If I give you this, will you trust me?” 

He watched you nervously with his deep brown eyes as he opened the sweet box with his fingers. Wonho revealed a stunning white gold ring with two diamond hearts next to each other, sparkling magically as the light hit them. On the inside of the ring, it was engraved with:

‘I promise you will always have my heart.’ 

“Oh Wonho!” 

You couldn’t stop staring at it and the way the gems twinkled. It was hard to believe the ring was all for you. 

“I promise I’ll try my best to trust you.” 

You replied as he sat down on the bed. The tears changed from panicked tears to happy tears as the realisation kicked in that he’d been working so hard to show you how dedicated he was to you. 

“Hey, no more crying now baby.” 

Wonho soothed you, lifting you on to his lap and cuddling you affectionately with his strong arms and warm body. 

“It was a misunderstanding baby. Let’s not be sad or angry anymore, I came home because I couldn’t bare to leave you tonight. I hoped we could hang out. Maybe we can order something to eat and cuddle and then we could do something more than cuddle.” 

Wonho smirked boyishly, making you giggle and playfully hit his arm. Wonho took this as an opportunity to tackle you and pin you on to the bed seductively; something that hadn’t happened in a long time. You missed it.  Adorably, he took your hand in his and placed the promise ring on your finger before kissing your hand like Prince Charming. From then on, you’d both keep your promises. 

Quiet in The Morning [1/1]

Title: Quiet in The Morning 
Ship: Keith/Lance
Summary: It starts with small things.
Notes: For @klangst-week​ Day 2: Faith


It starts with small things. Late nights out with friends. Not coming to bed until you’ve long past fallen asleep or not at all. Taking to eating dinner alone or in front of the TV. Drifting off during conversations, mind a million miles away.

At first you think the obvious, but there’s no proof. No new contacts. No pictures. No secret meetings. Plans with friends are usually just plans with friends. And if those plans just happen to be made when you’re busy or tired then that’s probably just as much your fault as it is his.


concert recount

sorry i feel like this is really bad and im forgetting stuff i hope you dont mind :(

okay so firstly i dressed like hobi from fire??? and a few people got it and i was like hell yah my dudes shout out to you. i met a lot of new and wonderful people there and i felt like i made friends even though you know those moments are fleeting. i bought a jhope fan and it is my prized possession atm i keep it on my bed and tuck it under the covers lol rip. um there were so many people there?? like so many i was blown away honestly. like our boys have come so so far and i am so incredibly proud of them. they all spoke in english the entire time and you can tell they have been working so so so hard in that respect and they all did so wonderful!! i am truly proud of them???

okay but they opened with jeez imagine if my memory is that bad— not today and everyone was singing!! the crowd was so so amazing like everyone was so lively!! i always like to hear who gets the most screams, and jin got so much cheering like damn he maybe got the most along with yoongi?? jeongguk too of course got a lot of attention. namjoon was also up there with tae, and then jimin too. hoseok…. was at the boTTOM BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I SCREAMED I LOVE YOU AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS WHENEVER HE HAD A SOLO AND HE KEPT LOOKING AT OUR SECTION AND SMILING ALSO MY BOY DIO WHO WAS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STADIUM SAID HE LOW KEY HEARD ME!! so i hope that hoseok knows how loved and appreciated he is. also before his solo, i started chanting jhope and a lot of people joined and i was !!!

i have never seen someone more perfect than hoseok. like in my life. you could see his smile with eveey dance movie, but he also knows how to turn it on all sexy for certain moves. he moves so effortlessly as if his bones were like nonexistent? surprise, he’s water. the entire time he was beaming and you could tell he wanted to be there, like you could tell nothing made him happier. nothing made me happier, i cried over him too many times . after namjoon ofc, he spoke the most english?? he’s definitely been working so hard and im so so proud of him. he introduced himself with the iconic, im your hope, im your angel and i melted holy hell god he is so handsome and amazing and he looked so damn fine okay that blond hair was doing wonders for him jeez almighty. god i wanna get a tattoo okay look if anyone was help me pick some out that would be great. god his smile like cured my depression everyone, i think i can stop going to therapy. he is such a vocal powerhouse. both rapping and singing he is very very strong and powerful and his voice sounds just as enthusiastic and strong love as on tracks, if not a million times more?? like yoongi sounds mores soft and reserved live but hoseok damn im— he got to sing for spring day and i cried then??? for mama they put up a bunch of his baby pictures and i was blown away he was adorable oh my god it was too much for me, the most weak and pathetic hoseok stan around ahhh. alSO during cypher he was bopping and he got his water bottle and like flung the water on the mosh pit kids holy hell how lucky. and at the very end people were throwing stuffed animals on stage like pokemon and he was going around and grabbing them all in his arms and hugging them AND THEN HE WOULD LITERALLY WADDLE TO GRAB THE NEXT ONE WHAT AN AMAZING PURE WONDERFUL PERFECT BOY . i could keep going but i have more to talk about. oh um i gotta add that he was all up in peoples cameras rip them they were blessed fuck does everyone know i love hoseok because i love hoseok i have never ever been so happy in my entire life

jimin is so tiny??? he is adorable and very small but he definitely is probably the most talented live after hoseok. maybe they’re tired. lie he used to blind fold and danced and he hit every single high note in every single song?? also during lie they (back up dancers) hoisted him up and he touched this chandelier and it was so amazing he is such an amazing and talented dancer and words cant describe how flawless that boy is?? also he ran his hands through his hair at least seventy two million times thanks

yoongi took his ear piece out when he introduced himself to hear the crowd and i was like bitch what please dont— his english is super duper cute and it made me very happy to see the gummy smile in person. he gave his everything for first love and god i was blown away. he’s so talented. he makes me so happy to see him living his dream up there. his verse in cypher was so powerful i was ready to cry again tbh. and he made us all sing a lot which i thought was adorable and at point we were all screaming and he kept shouting louder isn’t he so cute???

taehyung is such a cutie like at the end someone threw a banner up on stage and he grabbed it and unfolded it and held it up and kissed it. also you know that iconic scene in blood sweat and tears with him and jin?? im like 99.99% sure they were both tearing up and that got me rael emotional. stigma was so so amazing?? he is super talented and such a cutie!! like he does the whole sexy to cute and it blows my mind im like boy where did that come from, rip tae stans

namjoon thank you for existing. he really was so so grateful to be there like they all were but him especially. he is such a good leader and you can tell in how he was helping them all along with their english and like introducing and explaining things to the crowd ya know?? does that make sense?? reflection he would sing the  “i wish that i could love myself” and the entire stadium would chant we love you. and it was really touching god namjoon ilysm. also in cypher, the sorry bae part?? he would make us all sing and he would bow whenever it came out i busted my lung singing that one???

jin!!! got so many screams!!! his english is so so cute!! he works so hard with it!! he sent so many flying kisses oh god have mercy what a cheese??? he cried during awake unless my eyes were broken or something and the crowd was so supportive of him and he got so many cheers awake was one of the best okay like i was dying he is so talented and his voice live is better than studio by far he has such a unique voice and he works so hard i love him everyone thank you?? still has the weird bowl cut thing going on but—

jeongguk blows me away. his vocals are so so powerful?? his dancing during begin was so damn fast like i dont know how he managed to like idk do it all while singing?? begin was so beautiful and you can tell he also wants nothing more than to be up there. i felt like he was trying to play it cool a lot of the time but nothing could stop the biggest of smiles from appearing on his lips when people were cheering. he’s such an amazing vocalist and dancer and he’s such a cutie. like someone threw an american flag on stage and he wore it like a cape lol the hero we all needed but never knew we needed??? his smile is so cute i just rememer it and :)))

they did silver spoon!! which was my fave besides mama and boy meets evil which made me cry did i say that?? lost and cypher were amazing?? i especially loved lost the vocals were so powerful and i love the song and the meaning and them all together was so so good and pure. and cypher was so hyped?? they did parts of boy in luv, no, danger!! they did dope and save me oh my god save me got me crying too i forgot that happened lol. blood sweat and tears was something else oh oh my god someone end me i saw the hip thrust live and real??? i mean they obviously did more songs than that but like look im still crying okay im still dead and amazed. after blood sweat and tears they were like that;s it we’re done and for maybe ten minutes the crowd chanted for them and that’s when the rainbow ocean with the army bombs happened and the boys were so happy and amazed and blown away when they came back out to see that!!! i was like what is happening i thought they were really done but they came back out and wings interlude was the last yes?? and i cried then fuck i love them. taehyung and hoseok stayed out on stage the longest and god—

it was truly the best day of my life, like seeing hoseok smile is all i ever needed in my life, seeing him beam and smile and be so happy like— i cant even out y love for him into words

The Blackest Day

(Request: hellooo, could you write an imagine based on Lana’s song The Blackest Day? (Daryl x reader) )

Note: Enjoy

Warning: mild angst

Originally posted by hyung-bi

Ever since my baby went away
It’s been the blackest day, it’s been the blackest day
All I hear is Billie Holiday
It’s all that I play
It’s all that I play

You lay on the hard prison bed, crying yourself to sleep. You had a talk with Daryl today. You should have waited to talk to him about how you were feeling. He had come back to the prison distraught over Merle’s death, and then you had spoken to him about your relationship. He took it all the wrong way, throwing things across the small cell as he thought you wanted to break up with him.

“You wanna do that shit to me after I lost my brother?” he shouted, clearly hurting inside.

You tried to tell him he was getting it all wrong, you didn’t want to break up but he wasn’t having it. He shoved his things in a bag and moved to a different cell, and now here you were, lying alone in a cold and hard bed.

Because I’m going deeper and deeper
Harder and harder
Getting darker and darker
Looking for love
In all the wrong places
Oh my god
In all the wrong places
Oh my god

You spent the next few days trying to cover up your pain by hooking up with different guys in the prison. It wasn’t going well. You tried it with Rick, but it was awkward as he had just lost his wife, so you respected his decision to not do anything just yet. Glenn was already taken and all that left was Carl, there was no way you were gonna try anything with him, that would be sick. You sighed as you gave up trying, wishing to be back with Daryl. You tried to approach him a few times but he either just brushed off your presence or walked away.

Carry me home, got my new car and my gun
Wind in my hair, holding your hand, listen to our song
Carry me home, don’t wanna talk about the things to come
Just put your hands up in the air, the radio on
Cause there’s nothing for us to talk about
Like the future and those things
Cause there’s nothing for me to think about
Now that he’s gone, I can’t feel nothing

You were told that you would be going on a run with Daryl one morning. You hesitated before nodding your head and walking outside. You saw him leaning against the car waiting for you. He said nothing as you approached him and you both got in the car. Halfway through the journey you opened up the window, letting the wind blow on your hair and face, cooling down your heated skin from the Georgian sun. You looked over at Daryl who kept his eyes glued to the road. Your eyes roamed down his muscular arms and landed on his hands. You remembered a time where you would hold hands in the car while going on runs, but those days were over. The silence was growing thick between you and you had enough of it. You turned the CD player on in the car and waited for the first song to come on. You heard the familiar words and rhythm of the song that you and Daryl used to make out to. Old memories flooded into your head as the song continued to play. None of you said a word throughout the whole song, both of you remembering past times. That’s when you realized there was nothing left for you two to talk about. It was over and you had finally come to accept that.

1. Let’s take a shower together with the lights off. Let’s leave our insecurities in the brightness.

2. I like the way you look at me when you’re laughing. I like the way you know it’s my favorite sound.

3. Let me wear your sweater. Let me sit in your bed and listen to you tell me about how you were as a kid.

4. I like the way you talk about all the people before me like they didn’t come close. I like the way you make me feel like the only one who has ever had a chance.

5. I know forever is a shot in the dark, and love is fleeting and people are cynical and sometimes shit happens, but listen. I want to be that one shot in the dark. I want it to be us in the end. I want to be the story people tell in thirty years because no one fucking believed that we’d make it.

—  Let’s Make It. // Love Thoughts, Pt. 1
  • Namjoon: *Accidentally drops a glass*
  • Yoongi: You know, you should work on your clumsiness before you really hurt yourself!
  • Yoongi: *Laughs before turning, tripping over the door threshold*
  • Namjoon: *Holds in laughter*
  • Yoongi: Don't you dare!

the “this is your house I’m not making you sleep on the couch” “yeah but you’re the guest you take the bed” conversation between ur otp right before they share the bed reblog if u agree


in which an unintended but incredible pun was made about percy and vex sexy-times (and yes that’s what i’m calling perc’ahlia sexy-times from now on, thanks matt).

bonus un-texted version because Keep It Classy, Laura Bailey™ winkwonk

But I guess ultimately what scares me about marriage is where do you find this person? You know a lot of times, most successful relationships, people meet through work, school, mutual friends. But what’s most interesting to me is when people just meet in life, just randomly. You know, I have a friend, he got married, I asked him like “Hey, uh, where’d you meet your wife?” He was like “I was leaving Bed, Bath & Beyond. I was looking for my car - I drive a gray Prius. I saw a different gray Prius, I thought it was mine, I walked up to it, I realized I had the wrong car, but I bumped into Carol, we started talking, that was that”. That’s unbelievable. Think about all the random factors that had to come together to make this one moment possible - this one moment that changed these two people’s entire lives: First off, this guy has to live in this particular town. Then he has to get a gray Prius. Then he has to need to go to Bed, Bath & Beyond. Then he has to go to that particular Bed, Bath & Beyond. Then there has to be another guy who also lives in town, also drives a gray Prius, also needs to go to Bed, Bath & Beyond, also goes to that particular Bed, Bath & Beyond at around the same time. Then they have to both park somewhat near each other, my friend has to leave before the other guy leaves, see the wrong Prius, think it’s his, walk up to it. Then the woman, Carol, needs to be near the wrong gray Prius for a million other random reasons. They bump into each other, they start talking, their entire lives are changed. That’s the most amazing and terrifying thing about life. It is, cause the amazing thing is that at any moment, any one of us can have that moment that totally changes our lives. You could be leaving the show tonight, bump into someone… it could change your life. You don’t know, that could happen. The terrifying thing is… what if we’re all supposed to be at Bed Bath & Beyond right now?
—  Aziz Ansari

You call me baby
And I sleep on the right side of the bed
And you love me you love me you love me
You’ve got a smile that I keep
In my left side pocket
And this feels like a long time coming
This love is soft and it’s
hard to keep it all inside of me

And I know you get scared
Because sometimes his lack of love pushes its way back up into my throat and I push you away and you don’t get that I’m just begging you not to go away

And I get scared
Cause for me love hasn’t always meant staying
With him love meant trying to fit myself into a mold that I didn’t belong in

And I see you with other girls whose smiles come easier and whose love comes nicer
And i get scared that one night you’ll want to have the right side of the bed
to yourself again

But this love is soft and
it’s meant to last
I’m here to stay if you are
I’m here to stay if you are.

—  Love That’s Meant to Last

How to tell if your partner “who loves you so much” is racist:

  • Unwilling to learn the  basics of your language to speak with (typically older) members of your family. 
  • Reminds you constantly just how different you are from others of your race.
  • At the beginning of your relationship they question if the ‘rumors’ of people from your race are true. I don’t fucking know Deborah Anne because I am in fact human and don’t know what a jungle cat would be like in bed.
  • Makes excuses to not participate in events that are typical of your culture.
  • Speaks about how exotic and different you look compared to others. Listen here Charles, I am actually not a snake or a condiment, fuck off. 
  • Tries to stop your from wearing things that are associated with your race and culture “Come on baby why are you wearing hoops you know only chongas wear hoops” Pues clearly to wrap them around your neck and strangle you, Susan.
  • Constantly ask ignorant questions followed by “But I’m just trying to understand, baby” there’s a thing called the internet Christopher James, it’s not my job to reform you of all your nasty white habits. 

Feel free to add on 

I binged all of oxenfree and I LOVE it so I wanted to make some jack fanart of it~
I don’t know if Jack will ever see it but if he ever does I just want to say thank you for being so awesome. My dad died at the end of November 2015 and I spend all year hiding in my room. I stopped drawing, i stopped wanting to socialize, and i didnt let anyone come over to see me ever. It was so hard getting out of bed everyday and go to work but i had to y'know. The entire time I watched @markiplier and @therealjacksepticeye RELIGIOUSLY and I just sat there watching them grow and be so passionate about their job and what they do and seeing them so happy everyday made me start feeling happy. I’d laugh along with them and smile and eventually I decided to pick up my pencil and sketchbook again. At first it was little doodles but something turned on in my head and I got serious again. I just put in music and draw all day and I’m legitimately happy again. I know jack and mark aren’t physically here but watching those silly videos made me feel like I wasn’t alone through the whole thing and I was like I really was spending time with friends. I hope this all makes sense and doesn’t just sound like nonsense.
So I guess this whole rant thing I’m going on about is to just try to express how happy I am to have found jack and mark and to say thank you for being there for me.. ❤
- Monica


Some Adrien sneak peeks of what is to come for part three of this to make up for the fact that I can’t finish up part three today because it’s that level of Extra™ that each page takes at least an 30 minutes to an hour!!11! and on most occasions since I’m that petty, more than an hour!11!! My bed is looking at me like are you even going to use me anymore!!11! But in all seriousness, part three really does demand a lot of Extra™ in terms of everything from lighting to animation and I strangely wanna meet those demands. 

Anyways, that out of the way, there will be lots of Adrien and I’m enjoying drawing him so far!

Here’s a self-indulgent extra sketch sneak peek of that one panel of Adrien looking like he was posing that I was talking about (lmfao I crossed out the eyes I aint’ spoilin’ nothin bois); 

Chips (Peter Parker x Reader)

Request: Hey, could you do a imagine of (tom holland) Peter having a study date with the reader and things get a little frisky😏

A/N: Happy New Year!!! Hope this 2017 brings you great things and you are happier than the year before!!! :)

‘’All of this studying is driving me mad’’ you said as you got up from Peter’s bed. ‘’I’m going to get some food. Do you want anything?’’
He looked briefly at you and furrowed his brows, thinking for a second.
‘’Some chips, please.’’
You nodded and walked to his kitchen, bobbing your head to a random song stuck in your head.
‘’Do you mind if I take off my shirt? I’m kind of melting’’ Peter’s voice called from his room.
‘’Yeah, whatever’’ you told him. ‘’It’s your house, after all.’’
Coming back to his room with your hands full of food, trying not to drop anything, you opened his door with your foot.
‘’A little help?’’ you asked.
He chuckled and got up, taking some of the stuff from your hands. When you finally looked at him, you let out an strangled sound.
‘’Since when are you hot?’’ you said without thinking. You blushed and tried to cover it up, embarrassed. ‘’I mean, since when do you have muscles?’’
Peter blushed and looked at you, scratching the back of his neck.
‘’The spider’’ he said and quickly turned around, sitting on his bed to continue studying.
You observed him and nodded your head, sitting next to him and grabbing your books, but not concentrating. You looked at his lips, something you had done multiple times before without him realising. You then looked at his ruffled hair and pink cheeks, admiring the way he looked handsome without putting any effort.
In a moment of bravery, you took his face in your hands and turned it so he was looking at you. Before he could ask what was going on, you kissed him, eyes closed, waiting for him to return the kiss. It took him a few moments, but he finally put his hands on your hips, his tongue finding its way between your lips.
You threw your books across the room so you would have space on the bed and lay there, running your hands over his abs. He groaned and then moved his lips to your neck, leaving soft kisses and a few hickies. You messed with his hair as you moaned, enjoying the feeling his lips gave you.
His lips kissed yours again and you wrapped your legs around his hips, making him groan once more.
When he finally pulled apart, he rested his forehead against yours, his lips touching yours as he spoke.
‘’This is definitely better than chips’’ he said, a soft smirk on his lips, shocking you for a second before you two bursted out laughing.

Dont make them your full course meal if you’re just an icing on their cake. You deserve more than that. You fucking deserve more than that. You deserve the moon and the stars and all those shit that guys promise to the girl they love. You deserve a goodnight text, not a ‘where are you, come here’ at 1 am. You deserve a goodmorning text, not a panic attack each night that he might be gone when you wake up. Hell, you deserve handwritten love notes and not just a text.

You deserve a breakfast in bed, or at the kitchen, as long as it is breakfast and it is your favorite pancake drizzled with your favorite chocolate and mapple syrup, because who cares if you gain a little bit of weight, he loves you anyways. You deserve a forehead kiss and tender kisses on your lips, and not a slap on your backside. You deserve a cuddle whenever you’re feeling out of sorts, and not a quick fuck. You deserve I love you’s, and not ‘give me some space’. You deserve much more than this. You deserve all of it, because girl, you are the baker of your own life and you… you can choose to be more than the pretty icing on their cake.
—  cynthia go // An Open Letter to All the Girls: You’re not just a pretty icing on the cake ( @cynthiatingo )

Reader x Klaus Mikaelson


*Requested smut

Imagine: Klaus is overwhelmed with everything that is happening on his life, so he leaves you all alone to work some stuff out. Then, when he comes back, he finds you playing with yourself and decides to punish you in the best way he knows.

Word Count: 2144

A/N: may be the dirtiest thing I’ve ever written, so I hope you enjoy it. :)

“Klaus, wait!” You said as he stood up, leaving the bed. “Don’t go just now.”

The Mikaelson had been absent for the past few weeks and you could not blame him for that. With all his family problems, such as Mikael and Esther coming back to life, alongside his brothers Kol and Finn, and adjusting to his newborn baby daughter Hope, eh, you felt like you had no right to push him over the edge. Ask more than what Niklaus was giving you. Loneliness was a bitch, though.

“I have to, love.” The hybrid simply replied, a grin on his face. “You know I need to take care of a few things.”

You nodded, lowering your eyesight and sighing.

“Yeah, I know.”

“I promise it will not take long.”

“That’s okay, Nik, I get it.” You bit your lip.

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