i almost cried like a baby

anonymous asked:

I think you might have done Melanie Martinez themed products but do you ever think you'll do something like that for Lana del Rey?

I hadn’t done any Melanie Martinez themed products but her lawyers thought I did lol  They made me take down my Cry Baby Milk Bath a month or two before she dropped her Cry Baby Milk Perfume (my scents are almost always based off of my own characters).  So I renamed it to Boy Tears (because it was based on a character of mine that cries a lot lol)

But I love Lana so maybe one day!

Rogue One Spoilers

BTW I saw Rogue One today and while

a) This is not my fandom
b) I was expecting Space Ocean’s Eleven not Space D-Day At Normandy holy fuck
c) I am so ignorant of Star Wars that I once thought an origami Star Wars Spaceship was a poorly-executed origami flower


a) Pretty great movie
c) Even though I was expecting it I still almost cried when CGI Baby Carrie Fisher showed up

Also, I told my parents before the movie “This is a movie that is so political Disney had to make a statement that it wasn’t political” and after the movie my mum said “I have literally with my own eyes seen live anti-nuke protests in the sixties that were less political than that movie.”

PS WOW Darth Vader’s outfit does not age well huh? I feel like the grainy quality of the original films hid a multitude of costuming sins on that one, holy textured trousers Batman.

The Curse of Limbo: Age

When I was 1, my mother and father got into their first argument. When I was two, my first baby brother was born– he looks just like mother. Still does. When I was 3, my last baby brother was born– he acts so strange and he’s the luckiest one too. He almost died twice, but an angel is always there to save him. When I was 4, my father moved out and my mother was finally free from his tyranny. When I was 5, my grandmother smiled because she caught me in my first lie. When I was 6, my grandfather passed away– I cried for a whole week… or maybe for the whole day… time is an illusion, yeah? When I was 7, I burned my grandmother’s kitchen down. She covered for me. When I was 8, I made a best friend at school. The next day he was another kid’s best friend, so I cried about it. When I was 9, my grandmother from Vietnam passed away. My mom cried that whole month. Time is still an illusion. When I was 10, my mother still hit us. When I was 11, I questioned my existence. Why am I here? When I was 12, I told her to stop hitting us. She called the cops on me. They said I didn’t do anything wrong. Case closed. When I was 13, I got my first heartbreak. When I was 14, I smoked my first blunt. When I was 15, I popped my first pill. When I was 16, I was single for a whole year. When I was 17, I met a smile with poetry written all over it. When I was 18, she broke my heart. When I was 19, I started to smoke a lot more. When I was 20, I was so damn lost. When I was 21, all we did was fuck. When I was 22, she said that this was enough. When I was 23, I dropped the razor. I’m 24 now. I wonder about 25. I chase after 26. I’m in love with 27. It gets better.

We Have Rules For A Reason [Chapter 11]

Chapter 11 of We Have Rules For a Reason

Ch1  Ch2  Ch3  Ch4  Ch5  Ch6  Ch7  Ch8  Ch9  Ch10

Series Genre: AU/Smut/Fluff/Angst at times

The car came to a screeching halt just inches from you as your limp body hit the pavement hard.

You heard Mark’s voice screaming for you as he wrapped you up in his arms, holding you closely to him.

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I see the Flames (Lyria’s death fanfic)

Sorry this took longer than expected! But here is finally my take on Lyria’s death after EoS (obviously EoS spoilers. 

Sorry in advanced, I actually cried while listening to “the stone table” and writing the final moments. I hope you all like it!

Title: I see the Flames
Characters: Lyria, Maeve
Rating: PG13(blood but no smut)
Trigger warning(s): miscarriages, babies, pregnancy, depressing themes
Music to go along with it: Obliviate (Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows sountrack), The Stone Table (Chronicles of Narnia soundtrack).

                                                   I see the Flames

Golden, blue, and purple danced before her eyes in a weird dream like haze. Lyria had used almost all of her magic trying to fight off the mountain men, she could feel that starched dryness of the supernatural well. Or perhaps it was the fire they had set to Rowan’s and her’s precious cabin. Either way, it no longer mattered, her magic was gone. It was disconcerting, she had never had it drain before. She could no longer as easily feel the forest breathing around her, feel the roots beneath the floor, feel the whispers the flowers carried to her. All she could feel was her aching body, her tears burning her face as they hissed in the hot air.

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to keep me happy i made a list of good things in KC

• mare and cal’s reunion! the ACTUAL reunion after the whole mind-control situation
• mare’s dad can now walk!! i almost cried tbh
• the guard has made tons of progress with the new bloods (called “ardents”) and made allies (even if i’m a little iffy about some of them still)
• mare and cal have sex????? and like it’s so random which makes it so real imo
• and then they do it a lot
• A L O T (waking up together and mare talking about cal’s nakedness and “heat” and “exertion” lol ok mare we all know what that means)
• baby clara ♡♡♡
• meeting the other people with mare’s power and i loved the whole matching-hair-colour-to-lightning-colour thing
• (even if they did kind of baby her)
• training scenes
• the fight and mare and cal both being stubborn and not giving in it was actually super intense i loved it

add your own as well!!

also i’ll be posting my reaction notes from chapter 23 till the epilogue later, and those were more in-the-moment. keep an eye out!

anonymous asked:

707 and MC the day after their first child is born

(i’ll refer to him as saeyoung in this request because i think it fits more o:)

- he almost cried when their baby came into the world, but didn’t since the nurses and doctors rushed the baby out

- during the whole ride home he snuck glances at their new baby, a big smile every time

- he stayed by the baby the whole time

- diapers are his newest and worst enemy

- MC and Saeyoung learn how to care for the bab together, and while there were some moments of confusion the baby turned out okay probably

- he’s so filled with emotions, he doesn’t know how to feel honestly!

- sometimes it still feels like a dream. sometimes, it’s hard to believe that he, once a notorious hacker living in the darkest corners of the world, could ever have a life as bright as this.

- he plays the child’s future in his head: the trips they’ll take, their first steps, their first words, their first friend. he wants to be there for the baby no matter what

- he falls asleep sitting next to the crib, holding the baby’s hand, with a soft music box playing on the counter

digital boy (m)

word count: 3759

a/n: filthy.

|| webcam model ! taehyung

sequel →  not so digital


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Like that?” His deep voice echoed in Y/N’s ears, her heart beating as heavy breaths left her throat. Her moans and whimpers bubbled in her system, waves of heat washing over her body. Her fingers reached for her sensitive bud, circling and rubbing. Y/N’s legs shook and she threw her head back, sweat glistening on her body.

“Fuck!” Y/N cried out as she felt the pleasure build up, her release not too far.

Keep going, baby. I’m almost there!” His breathy voice sent shivers down her spine, just enough to push her over the edge.

Feeling her walls clench and her release leaking out of her, Y/N’s ragged breath pushed locks of her hair out of her face as her hand stilled, oversensitivity lurking by if she moved even in the slightest.

God, you’re so amazing, baby.”

“How would you know?” Y/N scoffed, her voice hoarse, “You’re just a cam boy.”

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anonymous asked:

ok i don't have any friends that have read check please but i need to tell someone about the buzzfeed video i just watched about giant men meeting puppies. youtube(.)com/watch?v=ntasZSQ7-98 the dude with the mustache is 100% shitty. they also did one about meeting kittens.

ok i’m your friend who reads check please now and i almost cried during that video because i, like these giant men, am a sucker for baby animals too

and yes hard agree on shitty being moustache guy + a doggie!!


Hey! Here it is - finally, right? I know it took a bit longer than I said, but I hope the imagine itself makes up for that. I really, really liked writing this. (I actually almost cried.)

Warnings: A few minor swears, Wade Wilson is a precious baby who’ll make you cry. 

Your name: submit What is this?

“Really, Wade? Really?” You raised an eyebrow, one hand on your hip. It always amazed you how expressive he could be without his face showing. For example, right now all you could see of him was the familiar red mask and black-and white eye patches. But you could swear he was smirking. You just knew.

“Really what, Y/N? Could you be a bit more specific?”

“Why did you explode the couch?!” you exclaimed. “We needed that for movie night.”

“Okay, first off, it was totally Parker’s fault,” he started, stepping out from behind the smoking heap of slag the used to be your couch. “Secondly, you hated that couch anyway.”

You huffed. “Not the point, Wilson.” You dropped your purse onto the table beside the door. “What possible reason could you have for exploding the couch?”

“There was an ant on it. I was bored. It was laced with arsenic. It-”

“Okay, okay!” you laughed. “Look, I know it’s boring hiding out from pissed-off Avengers in your girlfriend’s apartment. But I brought chips for movie night.” You held up the grocery bag enticingly.

“Oh happy day!” Wade leapt to his feet, jumped over the remains of the couch and knelt in front of you. He hugged around your waist and looked up at you. “You. Have. No. Food,” he said plaintively. “If I can’t leave, how am I supposed to eat?”

“I dunno. Magic or something?” You tilted your head. “Aren’t you a superhero? Magic yourself some food. Call Thor in for a favor, he seems like he’d have food.”

“Oh, that’d go great,” he said. “Hey, it’s me, the guy who stole Captain America’s shield for shits and giggles. Got any food?” He tilted his head. “And I’m a mercenary.”

“Right.” you leaned down close to him and planted a little kiss on his forehead, wishing more than ever that you could see his face. “You’re not a superhero and I’m not in love with you.”

“You’re not?” He gasped and drew back, standing up and putting a hand over his heart. “You wound me, Y/N. After all this time.” He wiped away an imaginary tear.

“Oh, just come here and kiss me, you ass.”

And he did. His hands – gloved, of course – massaged your shoulder blades. It had felt odd, at first, kissing him through the mask. But you were used to it. And hey, never any garlic breath. It was a good kiss, the kind that sent warmth through your veins, but…but. It was sort of muted, in a way, like the volume was lowered. Or like some asshole had stolen your iPod, changed the passcode, put on a volume lock and put it back. (not that Wade had ever done that – or so he said.)

“I missed you today,” you murmured, setting your head on his chest. “I was worried.”

“About me? Pshh. Please. The only thing I was worried about was starving to death.”

You narrowed your eyes suspiciously. “I was pretty sure I left food in the fridge.”

“Whaaat? Who said that?” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Heh. I might’ve sorta worked out too much and…um…eatenallthefoodinyourapartment.”

“Ha. Knew it.” You pulled away from him and stepped back into your shoes, throwing your purse over your shoulder.

“Where’re you going now?” he complained. “You literally just got back.”

“Well, I wouldn’t have to if someone hadn’t literally eaten me out of house and home.”

“…Oh, house and home. Sorry, I had a little trouble hearing that bit.”

“Wade!” you smacked his arm. “I have to go get groceries,” you tossed over your shoulder. “And a couch.”


There was something pretty special about movie night for you. The entire apartment was dark except for the few feet around the TV. There was just you, Wade, the popcorn and the movie. Although there had been times when the movie became increasingly irrelevant as…things…happened on the couch.

This was such a time.

There wasn’t a couch (who can afford to just buy a couch and carry it home that day?) but you’d made a pile of blankets and pillows on the floor in front of the TV, and you weren’t even sure what the movie was anymore.

“Close your eyes,” Wade said, voice low and husky. His masked face was centimeters from yours, so close you could feel his breath on your lips. An ache spread through your chest and down into the tips of your fingers.

“No,” you complained. “I want to see you.”

Wade tensed, fingers tightening around your arms a little. But he didn’t draw back. “Please close your eyes?” he whispered. The tone of his voice struck a note of pity in your heart. Hating that it had to be this way, you obeyed. In the darkness behind your eyelids, sparks and stars went off. You listened to twin heartbeats. Yours and his. His and yours. In tandem, in harmony. Why, why, why was he so afraid?

Rough, warm lips touched yours. The sparks you saw took on a golden note like fireworks. Kissing him back, you felt filled with heat and light.  You found his shoulders by feel in the dark and massaged them, as his hand cradled the back of your head.

“Wade,” you murmured, eyes still closed. “Please. Please let me see you. I love you.”

You heard his breath catch sharply; he drew back. You opened your eyes. He’d pulled down the mask again, but his hunched posture told you he was suffering. “Please,” you said again.

His shoulders were hunched up almost to his ears. He rubbed the back of his neck, then sighed wearily.

“Okay. Alright, I’ll do it.”

Hope sprang up wild and hot in your core; your heart pounded. You didn’t dare move in case it broke the spell – you didn’t want to scare him. Had to be cautious, gentle.

“Just -” he hesitated. “Please don’t scream, okay? It – it’s pretty horrible.”

Your heart ached for him. Oh, Wade, you thought. What did they do to you? “I won’t,” you swore. “I promise.”

Slowly, achingly slowly, he pulled up the bottom of the red mask up and over his head.

And there he was. Him, all of him, the real him for the first time.

The shape of his face was lovely – high cheekbones, strong jaw and eyes the richest brown you’d ever seen. The skin of his face was rough; a patchwork of healthy skin and silvery scars, and he had no hair at all. No eyebrows, even – above his eyes there were thick ridges of skin like on a lizard (so it wasn’t like he had none.) He was totally exaggerating – it didn’t look like something easy to live with, sure, but horrible wasn’t the right word. Not even close.

You drank in the sight of him, and then noticed he was…tensed, flinching away from you. Like he was expecting you to react violently, like he was bracing for impact. Something twisted in your heart, an ache of pity so strong it made it hard to breathe. Baby, no.

“Oh, Wade,” you murmured, throat thick with tears.

“I know,” he said. “I know, I’m sorry. It’s disgusting. I’m disgus-”

Beautiful,” you breathed, reaching out a gentle hand to touch his cheek.

He went sill as stone, still as a lake before dawn. Something lit up in his lovely brown eyes.“What?” he choked. “What did you say to me?”

“Wade Wilson, you’re beautiful.”

For the space of three heartbeats, nobody said anything. He was still frozen, staring at you in an agony of hope. His eyes glittered with tears.

“N-no…” he swallowed and blinked hard, breath hoarse. “Nobody’s said that to me. Ever. Not even before.”

“Then let’s make up for lost time,” you whispered, and leaned forward. You kissed his left cheek. “Beautiful.” And his right. “Beautiful.”

He shuddered and closed his eyes, and you kissed each eyelid softly as mothwings. All over his face, more times than you could count, you gave him soft kisses and soft words.

You felt his heartbeat hammering in his chest; both of his hands reached up to your face. And then, finally, finally, finally, his unmasked lips found yours.

This time the volume wasn’t lowered – it was going full blast, and every single inch of your skin felt like it must be glowing. Glowing as brightly as your heart, which burned so bright and hot it was almost painful. You kept your eyes wide open and held his face close to yours. His hands caressed the sides of your face, and his lips tasted sweet and this was good, this was right. Nothing else had ever mattered so much as this.

After an eternity of light, he broke away. “I….I love you, Y/N.”

Your lips were tingling and swollen with kisses, but you still smirked. “I know.”

“Did you just Han Solo me?”

You laid your head on his chest and took a deep breath. “Yep.”

The movie went back to the menu screen without either of you noticing.

Sleep, my son. -  Lafayette x reader

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You stirred at the sound of your child crying. You and Lafayette had just had a child, and boy was it rough. He was a good baby during the day but like Dr, Jekyll, he soon became Mr. Hyde. 

Almost every night he would cry and you and Laf coordinated on who would get him. You sat up, yawning.

“I’ll get him,” You said, but there was no one next to you. You looked over and stood up, walking closer to the babies room.

You saw Lafayette holding Georges and rocking back and forth.

“Shh, do not cry mon petit, papa is here” He cooed to the baby, who was now settling his cries. 

“Now, want me to sing you a lullaby? Will that make you sleep?” You watched in awe as he sung to your newborn in french, each word sounding beautiful as it left his lips.

Georges soon began to nod off, his large eyes soon drooping down and closing. Lafayette chuckled, resting the child on his shoulder and sighing with contempt.

“That a boy, your mother needs to sleep. She works hard to give you the best so let us give here some time to relax, non?” He kissed Georges before placing him back in the crib, sighing as he watched his son doze off.

“You are truly the sweetest husband, Lafayette” You spoke softly as to not wake the baby. He spun around in shock and walked closer to you.

“Mon amour, what are you doing up?”

“The baby, my dear.” You smiled.

“Mother’s instinct, I see” He laughed, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him. 

“I saw what you did, thank you dear.” You brought his face to yours and gave him a deep kiss. He smiled as you pulled away. 

“Anytime my dear…..let’s go back to bed.” He dropped his head against your shoulder, kissing lazily on your neck.

“I agree, let’s get some sleep before he wakes up again" 

Set in Stars: Prince Ahkmenrah x Reader

@lady-of-newt​ said: Could you please write an Ahkmenrah imagine where the reader is actually a constellation and thinks she doesn’t have a chance with him? And I’m going to let you expand on the idea because I’m extremely tired and cant think right now. THank you

No bb, thank you. I had my good friend @exhausted-with-the-world​ read the rough drafts of it and both she and I almost cried. Hope you like it! 

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Single dad - Part eight

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

You were rushed in the hospital and Calum stayed beside you the whole time. He called the boys to meet you at the hospital and bring your things from the house and then he left Caleb with them, assuring him that you’ll be okay. You got changed in a lab gown and placed inside the birthing room.

Few hours later you were still in labor but the baby was almost there. “Just push Y/N, you can do it. I can see her already.” you held Calum’s hand trying to release the pain. “I’m trying!” he kissed your knuckles as he comforted you “You can do this babe. Just a little more baby.” you didn’t know how long you were there but when you heard you little girl’s cries, suddenly time stopped and everything felt like it happened quickly.

After a few moments, she was already in Calum’s arms and placing her beside you. You looked at Calum and his face was in pure awe and there were tears falling from his eyes. “She’s so beautiful.” You looked at her “She really is.” you touched her cheek and her fingers automatically curled up on your index finger. “Mr. Hood, would you like to name her now?” the nurse smiled up at the both of you. “Cadence. Cadence Hood” She nodded. “I’ll leave you three alone”

You didn’t know you were crying so had until Calum wiped your tears and kissed your forehead. “You did great baby, I’m proud of you” you smiled at him and continued to adore your daughter. She was beautiful. She’s got Calum’s skin and lips while she got your eyes and nose. You’ve never been this inlove with someone before. Slowly, your eyes flutter because of the exhaustion. Calum kissed your forehead “Get some rest baby. I love you so much”

You woke up, your eyes fluttering to adjust with the light, you saw your husband sleeping beside you. “Babe…” he woke up. “Are you okay babe? Does anything hurt?” you giggled. “I’m okay Calum. Where’s Caleb?” he kissed your knuckles. “He went to visit her little sister for the 3rd time today” he chuckled. “You should’ve seen his face when he saw her. He was so happy and he wanted to hold her but they weren’t allowing him yet.” you giggled.

Mommy!” you heard Caleb shout at you from the door with the 3 boys. “Be careful Caleb, your mommy’s still tired.” he rushed beside you and you ruffled his hair. “Mommy, I saw Cadence from the babies room and she’s so cute! She’s got chubby cheeks! I want to hold her but they’re not letting me” he pouted at you. “Don’t worry baby, you’ll get to hold her soon.” you reassured him. “Hey Y/N” the boys greeted you. “Hey guys” Michael sat beside you. “Your baby look so cute you should make more babies with Calum.” you looked at him wide eyed as Calum smack him in his head. “I think I’m gonna settle with 2 kids for now”

Minutes later the nurse knocked on the door and when Luke opened it, she was there holding your little girl in her arms, “Time for breastfeeding.” the boys excused themselves as you get her from the nurse and started breastfeeding. After breastfeeding, you called them back and they started playing with her. The nurse later on get Cadence to bring her back to the babies room and told you that you could go home after a few days.

The day of you going home with your baby came and the three of you were more than excited. Caleb can’t wait for her to be home so he could help you with her bottles and her nappies and he could play with her after school. Calum drove you guys home. You were carrying Cadence in your arms and Caleb was holding his little bag. 

Calum opened the door to your apartment and it felt different. It was the same whole apartment, nothing changed since you left but you knew your whole life changed now. Calum cooed Cadence in your arms. “Hey baby, this your home. This is where we all live baby. I hope you like it here.” 


Weeks passed and you love being a mom, Caleb enjoyed being a brother to Cadence as well. When you cook dinner, he’d be beside Cadence on her crib and whenever she cries, he already knows how to make her stop, whether she needs milk or she just needs someone to play with. Calum’s been a good dad too, not that it was a surprise since he has done it with Caleb before.

When it came to the time where you barely got sleep because of her crying non stop, he’d take over and sing her to sleep. He makes sure that he still gets time with Cadence even with all the work he had.  You could see that it was very stressful for him too. Sometimes he stay up all night to do his work and he’d be feeding Cadence some milk while doing it.

Right now Cadence is now 6 months old and you guys were celebrating. You were in a diner, with Calum, Caleb and Cadence in her baby seat. The dinner went on and everything’s doing well. Later on, you guys went to the park where the three of you used to go to. “I missed it here. It’s been a while since we’ve been here.” Calum nodded at you “Yeah, like since you got pregnant with our princess.” you looked at him and he looked uneasy.. “You okay?”

He nodded “Yeah, I am.” you looked at him skeptically. “Okay I’m not. I need to say it now or else I’m gonna throw up already. Fuck, I prepared this whole speech and I just forgot it. I love you really Y/N. From the moment I met you, I knew that you were gonna be so special to me. I loved you the moment I saw you, I loved you the moment you started the dating me. I love you ever since Caleb started calling you mom and I can’t believe that I’ll love you even more when you gave birth to our baby girl. Whenever I see you in the morning when I wake up or with our baby in our hands, I know that I wanted to see that every morning for the rest of my life. So please, let’s make a family together and marry me?”

He knelt in front of you. Cadence giggling in your hands and Caleb shouting beside you “Say yes mommy! Say yes!” tears falling from your eyes, you nodded. He placed the ring on your finger and kissed you passionately, the rest will be history.

a/n: THIS IS THE LAST PART FOR SINGLE DAD CALUM. Thank you for everyone who requested for every part. I love you guyssss…



CLOSER        CHAPTER FIVE- Sneak Peek

                                           CHRIS- Tuesday 7:10 pm

                                        Pickles, I’m back. Where R U?

                                           CHRIS- Tuesday 7:45 pm


                                 -3 missed call- 8:15 pm- from CHRIS

                                           CHRIS- Tuesday, 9:38 pm

                                 Lori, please answer me. Where are you?

                                   -1 missed call- 11:00 pm- from CHRIS

                                   -1 missed call- 11:15 pm- from EVE

So let me tell you a really tragic story.

I moved to a new appartment about a two weeks ago, and during that time, in the midle of the big desaster that comes with the process, my pend drive got lost. That little shit has basically my whole life, college finals, and obviously: CLOSER. So, I lost the next chapters of the story. I cried like a fucking baby,I almost kill a puppet and my cat , I think, is afraid of me.  

That’s why It took me a while to upload chapter five. The good side is that I changd a lot of things, and I have new ideas. I’m about to bring new characters, and A LOT of troubles for the love birds. 



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basically what happened at Bridgette’s party was
  • hugo made her a cute pink cake
  • everyone headed over to the park at sunset (it was a Tuesday)
  • there was some really nice “big tall teen Felix” glaring down at “still tiny hadnt aged up yet” Bridgette
  • Awesome Emma/Lotte/Piper bonding (i love that they are friends)
  • Nino and Alya made out ALOT
  • Dominique and Hugo collected some things
  • Piper and Louis were Piper and Louis (lots of teasing/pranking others/ longing glances *gags*)
  • She took a really cute selfie with Sativa now that they are both the same age group.
  • MORE Felix Bridgette glaring/ eyelash fluttering (guess who did which)
  • Everyone in the Agreste family got to hug the baby bee :’)
  • I legit almost cried when she and Adrien hugged because!!!!! SHE THE LAST KID!!! AND SHE AINT A KID!!!!
  • rip

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Originally posted by musclecarinstant

“Anthony Edward Stark! Why is there an Impala in my garage?” 

“I bought you one. It’s the one you wanted so bad, from the Tv-show, right?” he answered like it was nothing. You shook your head. Since he had forgotten your birthday -five and a half months ago- he bought you presents. Every single day. At first it had started with little presents like expensive weird looking flowers and very delicious chocolate, then Tony moved on to jewels and now a car?! He’s gone to far!

“You…-” you stopped, taken aback. Suddenly a thought crossed your mind. “When did I tell you I liked Impalas?” Especially this one.

“Uhh, you’ve told me that, you actually almost cried, telling me how beautiful the car is and that you wanted to have a baby for yourself.” He laughed. You couldn’t remember that. “You were so wasted… and also told me you want to ride the Winchesters. I can’t blame you for that one.” Oh, now you could imagine when you had told him that. At your surprise-and apologize-after-birthday-party, where he had gotten you so drunk you almost needed to go to the hospital because you couldn’t move or speak after the hour you had spent with your boyfriend.

“Well, thank you, Tony… you know, I like presents and your attention, but you should stop. I don’t need high-priced presents anymore. I never was angry at you.”

anonymous asked:

I got really uncomfy after getting a reading regarding my relationship with Michael and I was like OH NO WHY WOULD HE BULLY ME. I'M TOO SOFT FOR THIS.. then I got another reading to help clerify things and it made so much sense like oh okay.. he wasn't just a bully wkfheiebeif I almost cried man after getting that reading I was so afraid I'm just a baby mann.. I'm a youngin'..

i can’t believe michael is a BULLY


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I can't breathe i'm laughing so hard reading your tags on the selfie Yoongi posted cos like, same. I was at work when he posted it and I had to get up and pace. I then sat down and stared at the wall for 10 minutes cos???? Most beautiful, precious, smart, talented baby ever?????????? Glad to know someone feels the same! Also, I adore your Tumblr. Have a great day!! xo :)

i literally woke up and i saw eni yoonseokswife was like WHERES ANNA YOONGI DID SOMETHING on our group chat and then she sent the selfie and i fucken CHOKED on my chocolate milk i almost DIED BC OF HIM i literally almost died djdbdjdj my dad looked at me weird and like….. k cried a lil i went to the bathroom and let the tears flow bc he looked so fucking good i couldnt contain my emotions bejdjdjdjd i slwayd cry when i woke up and also before going to sleep bc of bts and yoongi
also thank you!!!! i love u💕