i will buy you new flowers i promise

The Mayor promise

• I will never run in your town
• I will never steal your flowers, pluck your weeds, or shake your trees
• I will always stay on your paths
• if we’re doing a trade, I will do/go exactly what was agreed upon and nothing/nowhere else
• after the trade I will always go straight to the train station and go home unless you end the session
• I will never dig up anything buried
• I will always be respectful of your town and its residents
• if I’m following you and I get lost, I will wait for you to come back and direct me again
• I will not pick anything up unless it is part of our trade
• I will never walk through your flowers, and if I do by accident, I will turn around and find another way
• I will not buy anything from Main Street unless I have permission
• your town is yours, and I will never do anything I wouldn’t want done in my own town

I promise to abide by these always, and forever
—Fellow AC mayor

You, in your white t-shirt,
your elegant smile, 
and your deep dimples,
and your brown eyes,
hotter than the sun.
My summer paradise is really made of all 
these things. 
Your tan skin, 
and childish angels, 
wet kisses and watermelon baths. 
My summer paradise is you running 
after me in a field of white flowers,
under the azul sky
and butterflies in my belly. 
Your playful hands and the French music 
in your car, driving all over the city.
You say; mon ami
all eyes on me.
And you are my summer paradise. 
Pink sunglasses and diamond rings, 
we re-new our I love you’s and 
I let my hair grow long for you. 
Kisses on my cheek from kids,
and picking flowers for you.
I promise I will become your summer paradise.
You love me in a sweatshirt 
when my eyes are full of soft rain.
You buy me chocolate
and walk me down the beach at sunset. 
You collect the prettiest rocks for me, 
and you are my best friend. 
My summer paradise is writing you 
love letters. 
Your small prayers, you say
when my head is on your chest. 
God have put all the paradises and all the summers in you, my darling.
—  Summertime Paradise by Royla Asghar 
I like beginnings because they’re so full of promise. The first page of a book, the first day of a job, the first time you buy yourself flowers, the first date with a new man, the first touch, the first kiss, the first kick of a good liquor, the first moment you hold your own baby. I like beginnings because I know there’s always more to come.
Whatever I Please

Pairing: Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader

Words: 2,420

Request: by Anon!  “Can you write one about tony Starks daughter and she’s in a rocky relationship with a guy. She finally wants to call it quits with him but he stalks her and won’t let up. One day he kidnaps her but she hit the emergency button on her phone. Before they get too far Tony stops them in his suit?” 

Warning: Stalker themes, the boyfriend has an abusive behavior. 

A/N: I was actually rather surprised to get this request, but it was really fun to try to write! I’ve never written Tony before, but I hope you like it nonnie!, please let me know! I’m putting my tag list on this one as well, sorry if you didn’t want to be tagged in this fic, xx 

Feedback is as always greatly appreciated. 


“Y/N, girl. You really need to break it off with Martin,”

You took a deep breath and looked at your friend who was frowning, a deep concern lingering in her eyes.

“I know, it’s just. We’ve been together for so long and even though we have our downs it’s not like it isn’t good either,” you argued back, Ava looked back at you disapprovingly and sighed deeply.

“Does the good outweigh the bad?” she asked and you opened your mouth to answer her, but nothing came out. Because the truth was, the good didn’t outweigh the bad, it was the other way around and it had been like that for too long now.

“Listen, no matter what you guys have been through, he is an asshole, especially for what he did at Cameron’s the other day, he has no right to fucking raise his h-”

“Yes, yes I know,” you let out a sigh, sitting down on your couch beside Ava. You knew the next question that would come from her so you beat her to it.

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I like beginnings because they’re so full of promise. The first page of a book, the first day of a job, the first time you buy yourself flowers, the first date with a new man, the first touch, the first kiss, the first kick of a good liquor, the first moment you hold your own baby. I like beginnings because I know there’s always more to come.
—  Shyma Perera, Bitter Sweet Symphony
I like beginnings because they’re so full of promise. The first page of a book, the first day of a job, the first time you buy yourself flowers, the first date with a new man, the first touch, the first kiss, the first kick of a good liquor, the first moment you hold your own baby. I like beginnings because I know there’s always more to come.
—  Shyma Perera
I like beginnings because they’re so full of promise. The first page of a book, the first day of a job, the first time you buy yourself flowers, the first date with a new man, the first touch, the first kiss, the first kick of a good liquor, the first moment you hold your own baby. I like beginnings because I know there’s always more to come.
—  Bitter Sweet Symphony (Shyma Perera)
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[Masterlist]


Chanyeol: He would be really excited, have his beautiful face on his face all the time and imagine all the time how life with a baby would be. “Y/N, you don’t know how happy you just made me. I’ll be the best dad!”

Kris: He would buy all the toys and things your child would use, but would end up getting distracted with the new. “Maybe I should try to draw something for our child, I’m sure it would be a good gift. I’m Kriscasso!”

Sehun: He would tell he needs to think about it and come back after “a long walk”, bringing you flowers, looking like he is the kid* “I can’t wait to be a father jagiya… It will be beautiful” *Tears of joy*

Tao: *His heart cant stop beating fast* “I promise I will give my life for the child, I will take care of him and  love him from the bottom of my heart”

Kai: He would have to stop for a second because he is so excited and happy he would start to feel a little bit dizzy. He would feel butterflies and it would be a little hard to believe that he will have a kid soon.

Xiumin: “I think it’s time for me to decorate the room!” As he does it, he would play with all the things you two bought together and imagine your baby is already with him.

Baek: “Don’t worry little pillow, you will have a sister now. But I will give love to the both of you!” *Being adorable, super excited and waiting for the moment to come*

Luhan: “Hey baobei… come here.” He would get close, hold your face and after a long kiss he would say, “we are going to be the best parents of the world”

Chen: *Takes out the father costume* “If we get a girl, I will follow her around all the time so the boy never get close to her! She is mine and just mine!” *Already protective*

Kyungsoo: Happy? No. There are no words to describe how this little penguin would feel. He would be the happiest of the world, smile all day, laughing about everything and count the hours until the new member of the family arrives. “I’m going to be a father, I’m going to be a father, I’m going to be a father”. *Never stops saying it*

Lay: *Jumps, screams, laughs and dances until he can no more* “Yes Y/N!! YES! We will have a little girl! I told you not to give up!!”

Suho: Starts planning the future of all the kids you will adopt, just when you start talking about it. “So one will go to Harvard, the other can go to Germany, maybe our last kid can study in Japan and be closer. What do you think?  Oh and we need a bigger house, I’m sure they will want dogs… or wolves….”

I like beginnings because they’re so full of promise. The first page of a book, the first day of a job, the first time you buy yourself flowers, the first date with a new man, the first touch, the first kiss, the first kick of a good liquor, the first moment you hold your own baby. I like beginnings because I know there’s always more to come.
—  Bitter Sweet Symphony (Shyma Perera)
“I like beginnings because they’re so full of promise. The first page of a book, the first day of a job, the first time you buy yourself flowers, the first date with a new guy, the first touch, the first kiss, the first smell of a new perfume, the first sip of a cup of tea. I like beginnings because I know there’s always more to come.”

- Shyma Perera, Bitter Sweet Symphony

artist!yoongi

for yoongi’s b-day!!! i love him. what a smol marshmallow. i love him so much 

  • lazy………………wants to hire a maid to wash his palette every day
  • but it’s too bad. he has to do it himself
  • sometimes he makes his favorite model jeon jungkook do it instead but jungkook doesn’t mind (he gets paid more $$$)
  • seems very mean but is actually very nice to his models, don’t tell him this though (”i’m only nice to him because i can’t afford to lose him!! no one in seoul has thighs like jeon jungkook”)
  • treasures all of his brushes
  • but they eventually get worn out and he has to buy new ones and he lays the old ones in the trash v gently makes sure they’re comfortable
  • likes to say that he has one good drawing out of like a hundred
  • “what are you saying???? they’re all good” “you’re not an artist park jimin shut up”
  • kim seokjin is also a regular model of his like have you seen that face
  • but he’s also v stuck up like pLS,, stop doing poses just SIT DOWN
  • sometimes his boyfriend comes over and yoongi gets very, very uncomfortable…;; no…this is my job…..i have to draw your boyfriend naked and im very, very sorry
  • and namjoon is totally okay with it like yes he has an attractive boyfriend this is just the shit he has to deal with
  • jin just likes modelling
  • “fuck whY do i have to deal with this like it’s honestly not my problem if you can’t fucking DRAW” his apprentice jung hoseok has to deal with this every day
  • when asked hoseok said “i swear he’s actually nice he’s just an old grumpy grandpa at first glance. and second. and third, and fourth”
  • also min yoongi hates watercolors. they are the bane of his entire existence. like you can’t cover them up. you can’t do anything once they’ve dried. one wrong move and bam everything is ruined
  • he hates watercolors. 
  • acrylics are where it’s at motherfucker
  • oil paints???? yes they’re nice but a pain in the ass to dry sometimes when he needs to get things done fast
  • plus jin steals all his wax paper to fuckin bake he should be PAYING yoongi for this but no
  • he needs his goddamn wax paper to oil paint 
  • his biggest pet peeve is people asking him if he can help them with crafts and projects and sculptures (*cOUGH* kim taehyung) like NO. JUST BECAUSE I DO ART D OES N’T MEAN I CAN DO ALL THE ART
  • sculptor kim taehyung is just a huge annoyance honestly
  • one day his best friend park jimin and jungkook meet. and no no no . the worst day in his life
  • they are smitten someone help them
  • min yoongi hates that he’s the catalyst of this relationship
  • disgusting
  • because HE’s forever alone
  • like thanks hoseok for introducing me to this sculptor kim taehyung but don’t fucking do pda in front of my virgin eyes
  • why don’t people understand that he’s asexual like PLEASE stop trying to hook him up 
  • no, he doesn’t get a boner from looking at naked bodies
  • art + life are very separate
  • people don’t understand his obsession with rembrandt
  • god. his life dream is to go to the netherlands. 
  • rembrandt van rijn was the greatest man who ever lived. it’s a pity he died at all
  • “can YOU paint the nightwatch??? no???? well then fuck off”
  • “can YOU develop chiaroscuro??? no???? FUCK OFF”
  • “can YOU create your own style of etching while being prolific as a psychological portrait painter??? NO???? WELL THEN FUCK!! off”
  • he only uses big words when he’s ranting about rembrandt, his one and only greatest love
  • constantly laments the greatest tragedy: rembrandt died penniless
  • always wonders why he doesn’t get more commissions b/c he’s pretty famous like he’s done a few exhibitions of only his own work
  • then
  • he checks his email
  • and it’s like “…woah. there’s someone trying to commission something from like two years ago. oh, this one is from last june. ahh, i remember reading this too bad it was like three months ago oh well” 
  • paints things for his friends for their birthdays
  • also tends to enjoy using charcoal + graphite + pastels
  • NOT. OIL PASTELS
  • PASTELS ARE NOT OIL PASTELS.
  • paints what he wants
  • saw jimin staring out of the window with light shining on his angelic face
  • painted it (jimin cried for like 3 days when yoongi gave it to him)
  • saw hoseok planting flowers in the garden
  • painted it
  • saw taehyung going to the bathroom
  • didn’t tell him jungkook was already in there oops
  • is actually offended when someone doesn’t recognize his name like PLEASE yoongi you aren’t that great yet
  • has to beg his friends to buy him new paints sometimes 
  • always running out of white paint 
  • “one day when im rich and famous,, i mean, more famous, i’ll buy the canvasses with the thicker wood backing i PROMISE”
  • one word or symbol to describe min yoongi the artist?
  • tsundere
House Surprise - Requested (Luke)

Request by anon: Youre dating luke before they get famous and he always tells you that once he gets famous hes gonna buy you a house and everything you want. So once hes famous he surprises you with a house and all this other cute shit plz. Hope you like it!

“Hemmings! Yo!” you shout through the house.

“I’m coming!”

“I hope so! You asked me to come, I’m here all ready and then you keep me waiting for half an hour!”

“I’m here”, he quickly pecks your lips to shut you up. “Thank god nobody is home”

“Why?”

“Cause of your yelling”

You glare at him. “If you were ready, there was no reason for me yelling”, he smiles amused. “And your mom let me in on her way out, so I knew nobody was else was here”, you say with a smug look.

“Why that look of your face, it doesn’t suit you”

“This my face, I can do what I want with it”, you stick out your tongue. Luke moves quick and licks your tongue with his. “Ahgr Luke! Gross!” you give him a playful push.

“Come on”, he laughs taking your hand.

“Where are we going? You’ve been so mysterious about it”

“I thought girls like when guys where mysterious”, he smirks pulling you with him out of the house.

“Stop being such a tease”, you whine.

“Just get in the car and you’ll see”

“What are we doing here?” you ask when you pull up at a car dealer.

“Want to show you something”, he takes you to the back where’s a car with a huge red bow on it. “What do you think of it?”

“Of the car or the bow?”

“The car (Y/N)”, Luke says with a blank look. You laugh and put your arm round his waist, pulling yourself to him. “It’s for mom. Do you think she’s going to like it?”

“You bought Liz a car? Luke, she’s going to love it”

“Yeah?”

“Absolutely, she’s been complaining that hers is letting down”

“Good son points?”

“Yes you’re gonna score”, he presses his lips to the top of your head.

“Gonna give it to her tonight, but first I need to show you something else”

“What now?”

“Just wait”

“Luke!” you poke him and he laughs. You get in the car again he drives you through streets you’ve never been at before. When you come in a nice neighbourhood, he lowers the speed. “Wow these houses are nice”

“What do you think of this one?”  he pulls over.

“Really nice”, you say in ah looking at it. It’s the most beautiful house you’ve ever seen.

“Want to look inside?”

“We can’t just ring the bell and ask if we can look around”

“We don’t need to ring the bell, I have the key”

“Why do you have the key?” you frown.

“Because it’s ours”, he steps out of the car and you quickly follow his example.

“What do you mean ours?”

“I bought it”

“What do you mean you bought it?”

“See I gave them money and now I own the house”, he stands in front of you.

“I’m not that stupid Luke”

“Don’t you remember what I promised you all these years?”

“God yes”, your mind drifts away to a conversation you had with him years ago.

***

“What would it look like?”

“I don’t know”

“Close your eyes”

“Okay”, you take a deep breath and close your eyes.

“Just imagine, we’re driving home and we pull up the driveway. What does the house look like?”

“It’s big, it has two storages. It’s pink with huge yellow windows”

“(Y/N)!”, he shouts making you laugh. “Take this serious”

You roll over, his arm still round your waist. You rest your chin on his chest so you can look at him. “Why do you want to know?”

“You know I want to buy you a house when I get famous”

“Luke, I don’t care. As long as I’m with you I’m happy. It doesn’t matter in what house we are”

“I want to give you whatever your heart ones, cause you deserve it”

“Okay, I’ll try”, you close your eyes again trying to imagine your dream house. “From the outside it looks quite new. It’s has a green lawn, nice white fences, beautiful flowers”

“How looks the inside?”

“It’s roomy, but cosy. And lots of light. It just feels like home”

“And where is it?”

“What do you mean?”

“What country? Sea side, in land?”

“Australia I guess, home. And I don’t really care where, just want a view of some kind”

“I can work with that”

You open your eyes. “You really don’t have to do it”

“You’re my princes”

“Buy your queen something first. Buy your mom something first, promise me”

“I promise”, you move up until your lips meet his.

***

“So this is ours?” you ask again, taking a deep breath looking at the house, wanting to take it all in.

“Yes”, he wraps his arms round your waist and you rest your back against his chest. “Thought it became time that I made my promise come true”

“We’re going to be living together. In this house”, you shake your head.

“Happy?”

“You have no idea”, you turn in his arm crashing your lips to his. “I love you”

“Love you more”

“Can we go and look inside now, please”, you pout as you can’t control your excitement anymore.

/Dana/

I like beginnings because they’re so full of promise. The first page of a book, the first day of a job, the first time you buy yourself flowers, the first date with a new man, the first touch, the first kiss, the first kick of a good liquor, the first moment you hold your own baby. I like beginnings because I know there’s always more to come.
—  Shyma Perera, Bitter Sweet Symphony
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Dear Husband,

    You will read this many months from now, when you finally put on those glasses and see color for the first time, I hope your life is changed for good. I hope you see the efforts of everyone involved in this campaign and I hope it brings tears to your eyes.

    The first morning after you receive the glasses, I’m going to wake you early in the morning and head to the mountains to watch the sunrise together. The first night, we will go to Big Sur and climb rocks to the perfect viewing point and watch the sunset.

    The first week of you wearing the glasses, I will wear a new colored outfit every day. I will buy many colored flowers to put in vases around the house. The kids will paint rainbows on brightly colored paper.

    You are my everything. Sometimes I forget how much you mean to me, and I tend to take you for granted. With this campaign, I’m making a promise to work hard and actively make sure you know that I appreciate everything you do for me.

    All these people hear about our story and about what I want to do for you. They think it’s so wonderful that they are willing to disrupt their blog themes to reblog, they share it on Facebook and Twitter, and give money to give you color.

   We truly are giving you the rainbow.

                                                                           Colorfully Yours,

                                                                                  Your Wife

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See No Evil, Speak No Evil, Hear No Evil

Beckett was held captive by Nieman for a month; after having her hearing damage caused by a explosion & temporary blindness caused by Nieman, she didn’t know she was rescued due to the sick games 3XK played, and as a emotional response she wasn’t talking.

Prompt found on castlefanficprompts

Written for the #CastleFanficMonday


Breaking through the locked door she was the first thing he saw. So still and quiet, like she hadn’t even heard that they had entered. She was still tied to that god damn table, unmoving and small. His heart raced as he rushed towards her. His feet almost tripping over themselves as he propelled his body towards her without thinking about his own safety. He ripped the straps from her thighs and stomach off her before working to free her feet and wrists. She wasn’t responding to his touch. Even as her name fell repeatedly from his lips, she didn’t move to show any sign to acknowledge his existence and that she had in fact noticed him. Instead she lay frozen on the table. Silent and unmoving. He never knew Kate to be unmoving. Never. Even in her sleep her eyes or nose would twitch adorably so or she would shift slightly.

His fingers worked quickly at releasing her from her bonds before cupping her face gently. It broke his heart to see her shrink away from his touch. Her face grimaced as his fingers traced her cheek line and slipped the gag from her mouth.

She didn’t respond to him. Her eyes wandered the ceiling and he wondered what the hell that psychotic doctor had done to her.

It took them a while to move her off the table. Even when her limbs were free she refused to move, her bleeding fingers clinging to the metal for dear life as he tried to convince her that it was ok to let go. Eventually, Castle and Ryan managed to guide her off the table and towards the awaiting ambulance. Castle tried to hold her and whisper reassurances in her ear that she was safe, but she didn’t respond. Her eyes didn’t focus on him but instead stared aimlessly at the ceiling. She jumped at the slightest touch, shrinking away from anyone that tried to come into contact with her. All Castle could do was sit and watch as the woman he loved shied away from anyone that tried to help her.

God what had they done to her?

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