i adore and admire you

It is three at night. I have something to say. You are so valuable. You shine out. You are a magic star. You are a body of blood made beautiful. How I admire, sit back and adore you. How thirsty I am for that. How you feed me.
—  Anne Sexton, from a letter to Lois Ames dated 11 January 1969
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Spencer Hastings & Toby Cavanaugh | S05E02 “Whirly Girlie” Original Script

It is three at night. I have something to say. You are so valuable. You shine out. You are a magic star. You are a body of blood made beautiful. How I admire, sit back and adore you. How thirsty I am for that. How you feed me.
—  Anne Sexton, from a letter to Lois Ames dated 11 January 1969
Amoureuse

Where y/n is Harry’s assistant and they are both secretly in love with each other.

warnings: a lot of smut

It’s my first time writing a Harry one shot. I’ve been dreaming about being Harry’s assistant a couple of times now and I wanted to write about it. I’m so sorry if this is shit,, English is my third language so yeah but I hope you’ll be able to enjoy it :). xo ML

also shout out to my bub @17-blackaf for proof reading it :) you’re the best. 💕


Harry’s been staring at her for a while now.

He watched her as she was putting the last groceries in his fridge. She was in a hurry, as always. Y/N has been known to be a very stressed out person; always wanting to finish things as fast as she could.

But today, it was a bit different than usual.

Ever since Harry finished the last bits of his album, the level of her stress became unbearable. Harry was on promo tour in London, and though everything was going well (as they both hoped), she couldn’t help that she was anxious about every little thing.

Even after a year of being Harry’s assistant and him reassuring her every time that everything she does for him is amazing, she still doubts herself.

He wished that she wasn’t so hard on herself.

Harry admired Y/N a lot. He loved how she could speak three different languages (especially French, he loved French), while he struggled with repeating the same French phrase. Y/N always teased him when he tried to speak the language, but always helped him improve it. Y/N hated that English wasn’t her native language and struggled with it sometimes. Harry thought it was cute, and would always help her out. Just like she helped him with his French.

He was also amazed by her beautiful eyes and how they would sparkle when she smiled. He thought that she had the most extravagant smile in the world. Harry also thought Y/N was adorable, especially when she would giggle when he told her a silly joke.

Harry loved how much she loved his jokes as he adored her sense of humor. He always thought that they were very similar when it came down to corny jokes. She would tell the weirdest thing in the world and then laugh at herself. Harry thought she was a hilarious precious woman.

Harry loved the way she loved singing and dancing along to her favourite songs. It was entertaining to he catch her dancing around his house while listening to music. She would always scream and cuss, running away from him. Y/N loved all kinds of music, just like he does.

He adored how small she was compared to his height. Whenever she would let him hug her, she would always stand on her tiptoes. Which would always make him chuckle and hold her tighter to his chest.

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Anne Sexton Quotes for the Signs
  • Aries: "All we need is someone to let us in."
  • Taurus: "I don’t care, I love you anyhow. It is too late to turn you out of my heart. Part of you lives here."
  • Gemini: "I am crazy as hell, but I know it. And knowing it is a kind of sanity…"
  • Cancer: "I met you and unavoidably you were special. So now I love you."
  • Leo: "You are so valuable. You shine out. You are a magic star. You are a body of blood made beautiful. How I admire, sit back and adore you. How thirsty I am for that. How you feed me."
  • Virgo: "Your silence has been with me and I have let it have its say."
  • Libra: "There are a few great souls in my life. They are not many. They are few. You are one."
  • Scorpio: "…Madness is not hysteria. It can be very quiet…"
  • Sagittarius: "I am tired of being brave."
  • Capricorn: "You make me feel like home. You make me feel that the world is not strange."
  • Aquarius: "I wanted to be nothing. I wanted to be impossible."
  • Pisces: "The tongue... is like a sharp knife; it kills without drawing blood."
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I know a lot of people hate Ramsey but for some reason i have a small *cough actually massive cough cough* soft spot for the psycho..Maybe it because i saw him as Simon before Ramsay? What do you think?

I just realized i spelt sympathy wrong in the banner thingy and i’m to lazy to change it so ignore my dumb mistake..sorry x

Warnings: Swearing, Slight violence.


“This must stop, He is a man, not a toy” Your tone was stern but you couldn’t help the shaky breath you let out as the words left your mouth, you were terrified of what was to follow your outburst. No one stood up to Ramsay, well no one lived to tell the tale, and here you were stood in a simple nightgown shouting at a man who flayed and tortured people for entertainment. You could tell he was shocked by your sudden snap from the look in his eyes that quickly turned into one of rage and resentment, you slowly backed away as he stalked towards you his jaw locked and his hands tightened into fists. Your heart hammered in your chest as your back hit the cold stone wall, he wouldn’t hurt you would he? of course he would this is Ramsay fucking Bolton, how could you be so stupid, you knew not to speak to him in such a manner even as his wife who he has claimed to love on many occasions. His hand slowly wrapped around your neck squeezing slightly, he did not intend to hurt you, just scare you as a form of a warning. 

He brought his lips to your ear his hot breath fanning down your neck, “You’re right darling, he isn’t a toy..he’s a pet and pet’s need to stay loyal, i have merely trained him and i am wounded you would think so lowly of me. Now i think of it why do you care so much for my loyal pet, do you want his cock, because if that’s the case i’m afraid it’s to late for that. You need to remember Y/N you are mine, you share MY bed and MY cock is the only thing you should lust after, if i find Reek near you or looking for to long i will feed him to my hounds.” His words were low almost like a growl his grip getting tighter as he went on jealousy clear from miles away, your hands quickly wrapped around his wrists as his hand began to cut off any air getting into your lungs a soft choking noise fell from your lips as you scratched at his arm trying to snap him out of the rage induced trance he had fallen into, “R-Ramsay p-please” you tried to whimper out catching his attention quickly as he dropped his hand and jumped away from you immediately watching you sink to your knees in a fit of coughs and gasps for air as your hand stroked your neck gently the other supporting your weight preventing you from collapsing to the floor. Ramsay took in your appearance a foreign feeling settling in his gut, was this guilt? he had never felt anything like it, he hated every second of it as he trod carefully back over to your shaking figure taking your weak body into his arms ignoring your attempts to push him away. You gave up your fight and slumped into his embrace “I do not want his cock Ramsay, he is human. Just like me, Just like you. He has blood pumping through his veins and his heart beats the same as any other man, if it makes me a common whore to feel compassion for others than i’m the biggest fucking harlot still breathing” You gritted your teeth as another cough escaped your mouth his hand never stopped rubbing your back and his embrace never faltered into a tight bone breaking hold, he stayed calm processing your words before he pulled back looking into your y/e/c eyes his hand stroking your hair behind your ear before stroking your cheek gently. “Your compassion does not make you a common whore i adore it, the fire it gives you is admirable but Reek is my pet there is nothing to change that, the damage is done and there is no going back..i love you my darling but some things you can’t control. Now get up its time to sleep” he gently placed his lips on yours kissing you passionately before picking you up and placing you on the bed.


heyyyy, So this is long but i am quite proud of it, i know usually these kind of imagines would end with Ramsay (or any other character) agreeing on changing but this is Ramsay Bolton so obviously he isn’t going to change he does put the hot in psychotic;) anywayyyy, sorry if there are any spelling mistakes or if anything doesn’t make sense. Much love xox

~Requests are open~

-Shannon

I hate that there are people looking at themselves in the mirror and not putting on the shirt they want because they have arm fat, I hate that there are people who aren’t putting on the skirt they love because they have cellulite, I hate that there are people who are making themselves starve so that they can fit into something they did when they were 10, I hate that people aren’t going outside so they can avoid people staring at their body, whether you are skinny, stick thin, chubby or fat YOU ARE STILL FUCKING PERFECT, YOU ARE STILL BEAUTIFUL, YOU DON’T DESERVE TO FEEL ANY LESS THAN ANYONE ELSE! I FUCKING LOVE YOU, THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO ADORE AND ADMIRE THE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF. I LOVE YOU 

anonymous asked:

92, 100, 53 or 47 for Samurai Bravo, because I also think that this shit is cute and I need to see more fiction of it

ohmygosh finally it’s happened. I’ve been asked to create Samurai Bravo content. I’ve been avoiding it for so long now because I felt like I couldn’t capture that….that Samurai Bravo feel well enough, but today is the day destiny has called upon me to fulfill the crackship cuteness that we have so little of… I was just gonna do one of these to break this new ship in and see how I feel writing for it but god damn it they all look so cute so buckle up kiddos! I hope it’s as good as all the other fics and fanart I’ve seen for this ship

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when i take my adderall i can focus better and calm down. but it’s also easier for me to talk and i’m pretty sure i mass-send people messages so if you’ve fallen victim to me spamming you with text wall(s) i sincerely apologize. 

okay.

So.

We’re going to talk about it.

Because if I’m going to cry over fictional characters, I’m taking all you assholes down with me.

FIRST. 

We have Chat Noir’s Immediate reaction onto seeing Ladybug literally Yo-yo-Hawkmoth’s evil butterfly telegram to little pieces.

Then she throws this in.

And while I know that He and the rest of the police officers are just SPECKS over on that bridge? He can’t help but feel like she is speaking directly to him.

Because he was the one who pointed out that she’s not alone.

She just looked him in the eyes seconds previous to this and said, “Okay Chat, I’ll buy what you’re selling. I’ll kick ass with you.”

THEN.

She fucking one ups him.

I mean, obvs he would never think about it that way,

but let’s be real. This is some seriously flashy awesomeness that she is setting free. She didn’t waste any time with him. Didn’t dilly dally about it. There isn’t a single touch of dithering. 

CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT HOW LONG IT TAKES CHAT NOIR TO PROCESS WHAT HAS HAPPENED???

Three.

Seconds

He stand still.

He just stares.

Around him the world is celebrating.

But all he can do is stare.

And when he finally can word.

When he can finally get words to move from his brain space to his mouth space, all he can say is that he is in love.

That stare.

That blink of realization.

That amazed, almost in spite of himself announcement… Adrien/Chat Noir is forever in love. In this moment, his heart? It’s lost to her.

This moment is life changing and soul morphing.