i'll let you be my baby

We’ll Make It Happen

Just a little Malec/Madzie thing that ended up running away from me! I kinda wish this was a Malec/Lightwood Siblings + Clary plot later this season! Let me know if you want more! 

They found Iris Rouse a few days later, out in some dilapidated house in the middle of nowhere. It was a tall black shape, blocking out the already hidden winter sun against the colorless sky, the shadows cast by its hulking form looming over them as they stood and gazed up at it, a chilling air settling itself around them. The house was made of dark wood, rotted to holes in places from disuse, with its open windows creaking in the wind and what sounded like ravens cawing deep within. Alec shuddered as he remembered all the women Iris must have trapped here, the children…

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Some thoughts on the Spencer episode

1. Spencer straight up just looks like MGG if he had gotten wasted and went on a drunk road trip with friends and ended up in Mexico.
2. Spencer in jeans??? Lord have mercy.
3. The music when Luke and Reid see each other makes me ship them a hundred times more.
4. Reid speaking Spanish = YASS BBY
5. Emily speaking Spanish = YES I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
6. I would die before letting Spencer go to jail.

anonymous asked:

Can we talk about harry taking care of you when you're really sick? Calling and texting to check up on you, catering to your every need, petting your hair to comfort you, running you a nice bath but then making you take a shower because "you were sitting in your own germs, love" and throwing blankets in the dryer to make them warm, making sure you take medicine, etc etc aka my death. Also let's not forget about u babying him when he's sick

Oh, gosh.

He’d make you stay home from work because of how unwell you were, taking your temperature with the back of his hand and then the actual thermometer once he realizes your forehead is nearly burning. He has to go to meetings that can’t be done over the phone, and he feels awful about it because he wants to stay home with you to make sure you’re okay.

Before he leaves, he sets you up in bed with extra blankets and your favorite hoodie of his to snuggle up in. He gets you a glass of cold water, some orange juice, and a cup of tea, along with tissues and cold medicine on your bedside table. He makes sure you had your phone, the remote control, and the book you’re currently reading within arms reach.

“Call me if you need anything, my love,” he says, kissing the top of your head. “I’ll stop by the shops and get some yummy soup for ye’ before I come home, ‘kay?”

He texts you throughout the day, making sure you’re still alive and have everything you need. He would tell you to run a hot shower for yourself to clear your sinuses and relieve your aches and pains a bit, and you instantly feel better after listening to his advice. He tells you that you can wear anything in his closet - even his Gucci suits - if it means you’ll feel better. That makes you laugh, and you tell him that you’ll be fine, just as long as he comes home with some chicken noodle soup from your favorite deli.

He arrives with much more than necessary - bottles of juice (carbonated and flat), tissues (even though you’d had plenty), cough drops in two different flavors, more medicine, two containers of your soup just in case you want more, saltine crackers to ease your stomach, a book of word searches, and the expensive sorbetto he knows you love. You’re tired, and sick, and feeling a bit worse for wear, so the single pink rose wrapped in plastic he’s bought for you brings tears to your eyes as you smell it.

“Oi!” he screeches, plopping down on the mattress next to you. “No tears! Didn’t mean t’make ye’ cry with my romantic gesture.” He pets your hair back - a bit unruly from allowing it to air-dry out of the shower - and kisses your forehead. “Let’s have a cuddle, yeah? Maybe put on 10 Things I Hate About You? That’ll make ye’ feel better.”



fact: when working on a film or a drama, the person hired does not work under the group’s name but as an actor, as an individual person. this is not only the case with yixing, but also with chanyeol and kyungsoo. where was the outrage then? or is it only bad when it’s a Chinese member?

Promise me this baby promise me this:

Promise me if we ever become like my parents you’ll let me go. If we can’t talk to each other without shouting; without going above 88 decibels, promise me you’ll let me go. Promise me if you start going on stupid dating websites and talking to women whose existence you deny; promise me if you feel the need to tell me they ‘mean nothing’ that you’ll let me go.

Baby look my parents were in love once too and now they’re together out of necessity not affection. This is what happens when a volcano meets the Atlantic Ocean; they might survive for a little while but it’s only a matter of time before they blow.

Please please just promise that if we can’t look each other in the eye anymore; if we end up sleeping in different beds in different rooms at the ends of long corridors; if we can’t laugh at the same jokes and pride becomes more important than forgiveness… Look just promise me that if you’re not happy and I’m not happy, you’ll let me go.

You’re in love with me now and God knows I love you too. But look, just promise if you ever start having doubts you’ll say so. Look, I’m begging you please let’s not torture each other like that; just promise me the same and I’ll promise to let you go.

—  S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #118
December 7th-
“Why don’t you let people in? Why do you push everyone who cares about you away?” He shouted.
“You don’t understand!” She hollered. “You’ll never understand.”
“Then let me understand,” he whispered. “Please.”
“I push people away because I’m so god damn scared. I can’t be hurt again. That’s why.”
“Baby, I’ll NEVER hurt you. I’ll always love you. You are mine forever and always. You can let me in. You can tell me everything. You can trust me.”
January 12th-
“What do you mean?” She shouted.
“I don’t think I love you anymore. I can’t handle all of your problems. We’re done,” he whispered, as he shut the door behind him, never to return.
—  You broke your promise, like everyone else (a.r.a)

jonas jonas JONAS

jonas i think about jonas a lot

i think about jonas paying attention to isak, his best friend, a whole lot

i think about how jonas guessed isak liked Even right after the first (and, let’s be honest, the obvious) choice, because he was paying attention

i think about how the other guys (not that they weren’t great about the whole thing, mind you) could hardly remember that moment isak was talking about, when they were first introduced to Even, but jonas DID, immediately, without isak having to prompt it. 

he REMEMBERED. because he PAID ATTENTION. he’s been worried about isak since the start of this season and he paid attention and remembered the smallest details, probably trying to figure out what was wrong with his best friend.

jonas noah vasquez is an angel roaming this earth and we do not Deserve Him


How sweet it is to be loved by you. 🎶
And even sweeter to be able to say that you’re mine.
I love you, amour.
I love the wallpapers you make me because I’m a space gay, crystal gay, everything gay.
I love the way you laugh.
I love the way you say my name when you know I’m getting tired.
I love the way you let me fall asleep on skype even if there’s so many things you want to talk about.
I love the way you support me.
And I only hope that one day, I can do a least half of what you do for me everyday. No one compares to you. You’re my everything.
I love you. Just like our wallpaper says. Right up to the moon and back.

Aelin and Dorian at Queen of Shadows perhaps? sjmaas (Art by Wlop/Wang Ling - Comic GhostBlade)

“What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,

I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you.

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It’s strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I’d love somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I’d lose somebody like you…”

“I intercepted Chaol, and he informed me of your ‘condition.’ You’d think a man in his position wouldn’t be so squeamish, especially after examining all of those corpses.”
Calaena opened an eye and frowned as Dorian sat on her bed. “I’m in a state of absolute agony and I can’t be bothered.”
“It can’t be that bad,” he said, fishing a deck of cards from his jacket. “Want to play?”
“I already told you that I don’t feel well.”
“You look fine to me.” He skillfully shuffled the deck. “Just one game.”
“Don’t you pay people to entertain you?”
He glowered, breaking the deck. “You should be honored by my company.”
“I’d be honored if you would leave.”
“For someone who relies on my good graces, you’re very bold.”
“Bold? I’ve barely begun.” Lying on her side, she curled her knees to her chest.
He laughed, pocketing the deck of cards. “Your new canine companion is doing well, if you wish to know.”
She moaned into her pillow. “Go away. I feel like dying.”
“No fair maiden should die alone,” he said, putting a hand on hers. “Shall I read to you in your final moments? What story would you like?”
She snatched her hand back. “How about the story of the idiotic prince who won’t leave the assassin alone?”
“Oh! I love that story! It has such a happy ending, too—why, the assassin was really feigning her illness in order to get the prince’s attention! Who would have guessed it? Such a clever girl. And the bedroom scene is so lovely—it’s worth reading through all of their ceaseless banter!”
“Out! Out! Out! Leave me be and go womanize someone else!” She grabbed a book and chucked it at him.”
Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

That was the moment that this…this ship really sailed for me

I can’t help thinking that this passage below is an explanation of why Celaena have ended so abruptly with Dorian, of course there were other reasons, but the guilt of getting involved or just enjoying a relationship with a Havilliard must have had a large role in that decision. But in Queen of Shadows is Aelin that will return, she is a force to be reckoned with, she matured a lot, she knows him better and sees him as a friend now…so who knows what can happen

“He slumped down into the pen, and the puppies immediately leapt on him. “Perhaps I’ll see you later tonight.”
“If you’re lucky,” Celaena purred, and walked away. She smiled to herself as they strode through the castle.
Eventully Nehemia turned to her. “Do you like him?”
Celaena made a face. “Of course not. Why would I?”
“You converse easily. It seems as if you have…a connection.“
"A connection?” Celaena choked on the word. “I just enjoy teasing him.”
“It’s not a crime if you consider him handsome. I’ll admit I judged him wrong; I thought him to be a pompous, selfish idiot, but he’s not so bad.”
“He’s a Havilliard.”
“My mother was the daughter of a chief who sought to overthrow my grandfather.”
“We’re both silly. It’s nothing.”
“He seems to take great interest in you.”
Celaena’s head whipped around, her eyes full of long-forgotten fury that made her belly ache and twist. “I would sooner cut out my own heart than love a Havilliard,” she snarled.
They completed their walk in silence, and when they parted ways, Celaena quickly wished Nehemia a pleasant evening before striding to her part of the castle.”

Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass 

“And believe me..  if I could have given you a second chance then baby, I would for you are the one man that deserves the second chance but the truth is you picked her over me. Even if it was for five minutes, you picked her. You made that decision and it tore me apart because the love I had for you would have never allowed me to choose anyone over you not even for 5 seconds. You left me second guessing myself, my confidence and everything I knew and that is not okay. You made me feel worthless and unworthy of you and that’s not okay either. And this is why I must say no… this is why I must walk away from you.. for I deserve a man who will make me his first choice and be faithful and committed. You are older than  I am but maybe, just maybe you are far too young for me.” she whispered into the phone as they both sat there knowing that what she said would be the final decision that would make them or break them.

~Excerpts from the book I’ll never write #249


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Dean Winchester

Okay I just wanted to say that I hate fics that say something like ‘Smart!Dean AU.’ Let’s just get something straight - Dean Winchester is brilliantly smart and if you want to disagree you can fight me on it. Just because he isn’t smart in the same ways Sammy is or because he chose the hunting life rather than pursuing school like his brother did, does not mean he isn’t smart. He wouldn’t be one of the most highly regarded and feared hunters in the freaking universe if he wasn’t whip smart.

I admit it.
I have forgotten how to be happy.
Everytime I try to smile my lips crack and hurt so much.
I haven’t seen the light since you went away.
I haven’t feel the sun since you walked away.
I have forgotten how to love.
I have forgotten how to finish things.
God I don’t even know how to finish this.
Baby give me some light
give me something
or just let me go
Please baby
—  k.m
Goodness Can Survive Too | There’s Still Good People

Once I started thinking about it after re-watching episode 5.15, I just couldn’t stop thinking about a possible future meeting between Deanna and Beth, and how Beth could help Rick come out of his wild “married woman creeper” state.

Hear me out peeps.

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