my god i am so in love with you

anonymous asked:

I stayed up til three in the morning just reading all of your fics and oneshots. Gurl, you have got a gift. All of them where so mothafucking good.

No, you didn’t.

Oh my god. Thank you so much! <3

I am very flattered.

Greetings, love! 



I am blessed today to celebrate my 41st wedding anniversary with my wife and best friend Pat. We have had good times and bad. We have raised our children and remain in good relationships with them today. God’s grace has brought us through so much and I am very grateful to Him for it. I would like to encourage you all that yes a loving and rich marriage for a lifetime can be a reality through Jesus. May He be with each of you who are seeking His best for your lives!

“My god.. she isn’t the only one that is smothered with love. I sneak looks too and I fall in love more and more every time. I’ve never seen such beauty or even thought something like her ever existed.. yet here she sits.. simply perfection.. and she’s my soulmate too? I really am the luckiest guy in the world. If I feel this way about just one glance.. imagine what hugging, kissing, and knowing that she loves me does to me. I don’t even know how I am alive right now cause this kind of love is more than I ever imagined what love would be like.. that girl swooped in and stole my heart. No, no, no.. not like a thief though.. like a sorcerer.. she put a spell on me and I opened up my chest and let her take it willingly and with a smile. It’s the best feeling that I’ve ever felt, truly. I am so fuckin lucky.. for really reals. Just mmmmmm, like damn. You are the essence of perfection baby. Never stop being you cause you are the definition of perfect. I love you so much.”

Just wow baby.. when I look at you - Eue

prompt response. things you said in your wedding vows + carraville for @donnerhall-darling

or, did someone say accursed monday when gary has left his husband alone again fear not i am here with extreme sap

send me things you said prompts, distract me from my ansgty wip!


“Just so you know,” Gary says from the bathroom, “you are going to get rather bland vows from me in two days. The ‘in sickness and health till death do us part’ kind.”

Jamie looks up from the iPad he has on his lap with a smile. “So no grand declarations of undying love for me, is it?” He teases Gary. He would not be marrying Gary Neville of all people if an ability to openly express emotions other than love for Manchester United and disdain for everyone else was on his must-have list.

Gary appears at the door. “No.” He looks oddly serious, even vulnerable. “Not in front of so many people. Which is why I was wondering…would you like to hear my true vows now, instead?”

Jamie nods. He scoots in the bed to make space and Gary settles next to him, sitting with his legs tucked under the covers.

Gary turns towards him and Jamie finds himself listening, finds the world reduced to just Gary and their warm bedroom before Gary even begins.

“You told me once,” Gary begins, his beautiful brown eyes locked with Jamie’s, “that what’s worth fighting for isn’t always pretty and that’s why you’ve gotta fight for it. I wasn’t ready or willing to listen, then.” Jamie finds Gary’s hands on the blanket, links their fingers together instinctively in a silent apology. He was more interested in fighting back then than fighting for despite his grand words.

“I love you Jamie. In every little move, when you are too loud at night and wake me up, when you kiss me in the morning, when you tie your shoes, I love you. I know it isn’t–wasn’t–always pretty but this–us–it’s one of the most beautiful things I’ve laid my eyes on. And I promise you this. I will never stop fighting for us. I will never stop loving you for as long as I draw breath.” Gary looks away. His eyes focus on a crease on the blanket though what he says next is all the more heartfelt and effective for it. “And I am one lucky bastard to be your husband.”

“Oh, Gary.” Jamie is aware, distantly, of his voice breaking, of the tears now streaming down his cheeks. There has been too much crying in relation to this wedding and it hasn’t even happened yet, a far corner of his mind thinks with detachment but really there is only Gary. His hand in Gary’s hair as Jamie pulls him in for a tight hug, Gary’s breath against his neck and the warmth of everything he’s said, everything he will get to say, every morning Jamie will get to wake up next to his husband surrounding him, every little thing in the world as it should be.

A commission done for me by @stari-art. It’s an illustration from chapter 10 of my recently finished Iago/Corrin fic, Cuts Your Heart in Two. And I am absolutely floored by it. As a writer, I can’t even begin to explain how it feels to see a visual representation of your work that is not only beautiful, but EXACTLY how you pictured it while you were writing it.

Stari is in need of funds right now, and as you can see the art is absolutely gorgeous, and MORE than worth the price. With Christmas coming up, maybe consider commissioning a piece for a loved one, or as a treat for yourself like I did! More information here.

anonymous asked:

Imagine Niall mentioning his missus and kids in his AMA acceptance speech!!


His palms are sweating. He doesn’t know if he’ll win. He is up against some of his favourite artists, his friends, his colleagues. His missus has been telling him he is going to win since she had found out he had been nominated, smacking his arm when he didn’t tell her himself because he didn’t want her ‘getting all worked up’ and ‘stressing’ about having a vote everyday. Without fail, his daughter would bumble into his office every morning, lifting herself onto his thighs and gently moving his hand off his laptop, her tiny fingertips clicking around and making sure to click a tiny button beneath his picture she proudly read as ‘VOTE’, and would kiss his cheek and hug him tightly, stepping out and making her path into their bedroom where her mummy would be waiting to have a cuddle and get dressed for their busy day.

He smiled brightly as he clicked his screen, his missus’ name popping onto his notifications with a message, his finger pressing on his application and his heart swelling as he opens her recorded video. 

“We’re so proud of you, Daddy! Can’t wait to see you sing and win your award! Mummy is letting me stay up late to see you and have a cuddle when you come home. ‘m not even goin’ to school tomorrow! I love you to the moon and all the way back!”

His cheeks ache with his grin, his fingertips typing on his keyboard as he hears opening music begin to play, Olly nudging his shoulder as he signals their host stepping onto the stage, his finger locking his phone and shoving it into his pocket as his message sends and delivers.

I love you so much. Can’t wait to have a cuddle when I come home. I love you to the moon and all the way back. xx

He really wants his missus and daughter to be with him, to be sitting next to him, to have his daughter sitting on his lap, giggling and smiling and singing along to her favourite artists, patiently waiting for her daddy to perform like he always does. He hates being away - which is one particular reason his daughter is being taught by his missus and travelling with him on tour - and being away for hours at a time is even worse. 

He loves Mully, yes, but his missus’ support is unlike any other - she’s been his rock, his best friend, his number one supporter since he decided on starting a solo career to begin with, and he couldn’t hide how much his missed her.

His heart is thumping in his chest as he hears his name being announced as a nominee, and he can picture his wife and daughter anxiously sitting on their plush couch, fingers crossed, quiet whispers and held breaths sucked in as an envelope with a winner is slowly pulled open. He isn’t breathing. He smirks as a camera pans to him, his mind and thoughts swirling with butterflies in his belly. He doesn’t know what he’s going to say, what he’s going to do, how he’s going to not tear up if he’s named ‘New Artist of the Year’. 

He’s anxious beyond compare.

“Niall Horan!”

He steps up, balancing on his feet, hugging his friends, excitement and adrenaline pumping in his veins, his heart swollen and cheeks aching with his grin and he pops onto their stage, shaking as he grabs onto his award, clutching against his chest.

“I, um, wow. T’ank you. I would like to t’ank Capitol, ‘me management, ‘me fans who have always been incredible and dedicated to making us win awards like t’is. But, most importantly, I would like to t’ank ‘me missus and wonderful daughter who are sitting at home watching, right now. Y/N, I’ll never be able to t’ank you enough fo’ being my number one fan and always being t’ere when I need a new ear to have a listen to a song or melody, I love you so much. Lia, my darlin’, t’ank you for being Daddy’s favourite fan, I love you to t’e moon. See you soon. One more time, t’ank you.”


Hi Daddy! I love you all the back! xx

We’re so proud of you, baby. Can’t wait to have a cuddle when you come home. Rock your performance and we’ll be watching you, cheering you on. Be your wonderful self out there, Superstar. We’ll see you soon. xx



7•2•17 | 53/100 days of productivity

New study space and I am in love. Hardwood table! So much space! So much natural light! What more could a girl ask for?

🎧: Nightcall: London Grammar

things we now know about matthew holt (s4 spoilers)

-he can fucking s e e

-his relationship with shiro was more formal on the kerberos mission than we thought


-the entire alias of “pidge gunderson” is based off of matt (hair, glasses, name, actual intent for the alias, etc.)

-instead of being super protectice of pidge, he was really proud of everything she’s done with team voltron and was really happy for her

-he’s smitten for allura

-super cool and suave big brother

-he has a close relationship with his dad (who even has a secret code language with their dad c’mon)

-know his way around a pole ;))) (i’m sORrY)

-getting into the garrison was the best thing to ever happen to him (other than pidge being born probably)

-he’s the one who originally called katie “pidge”

-he was respectful enough to stop calling her that when she asked him to

-lance lowkey wants him dead now

-he’s a devout and badass rebel officer that was willing to drop everything to help the coalition

-he is currently the only one who knows about keith almost sacrificing himself

-him, hunk, and pidge are the biggest team of nerds ever

-would probably die for pidge (same honestly)

-such a fucking dork oh my god

-beautiful pre and post kerberos mission

-loved and respected by all

in conclusion matt holt is the best thing to happen to this season (lowkey this show too) and i have so much excitement stowed away to see his future character development and how he interacts with the team and aaAAAA

My thoughts aren’t always holy. My actions aren’t always loving. I fail. I slip. I’m a mess on so many days. I don’t have it all together, but I live and breathe God’s Grace every moment of every day, and THAT is what pulls me through. I am committed to being more like Jesus, and I pray God gives me the strength to continue dying to myself daily and picking up His Cross. I cannot do this alone. I cannot live a holy and righteous life without Him. God, I pray my heart clings to You tighter than anything else in this world!

  • Me: *takes a deep breath*
  • Me: I lo-
  • Anyone who has ever spent 5 seconds around me: Yes, you love your gods, we know, you love your gods so much, they are the light of your life, you love them so much, you just love your gods, we KNOW, you love your gods you fucking love your gods ok, we know, we get it. YOU LOVE YOUR GODS

ok so ,,,, here’s the promised video of me and @uselessprotag ‘s adventures,,,, i had the time of my life with her and hope i can see her again soon somehow (i miss her so goddamn much you have no idea)

also big shoutout to @raythrill and @huitality bc we kind of met thanks to both of you, and we’re really grateful for that, also your friendship is Iconic

and a message from pauls to both of u

‘‘ If it wasn’t for ya goofs Id be a sad man with like -2 friends. Julia made my life so much better and it’s all thanks to both of you. If, by any chance, one of you (or both) end up in Warsaw I’ll find you and buy you a shit-ton of good candy.

Papa bless yall’’-@uselessprotag

is anyone else thinking about the symbolism between “i don’t like your kingdom keys, they once belonged to me” vs “baby i could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me” bc… she kept thinking she’d made it, to that magical place where everyone else seems to live, only to find they’d shown her the palace and then locked her out of it. she kept trying to build her castle, save her reputation if you will, and they still went out of their way to make her look like the bad guy.

Anakin and Ahsoka Loved Each Other

I will defend this point until the day I bloody die. I’ve seen numerous other people talk about this, so I wanted to put my opinion out there as well, seeing as their relationship has been beloved to be for the past four years of my life.

Ahsoka was a little sister, a daughter, and a very dear friend to Anakin. The same with Ahsoka, as Anakin was her father and brother figure, and arguably her best friend. As the audience, we can see how their relationship flourished, and them along with it. Anakin was Ahsoka’s safe place - somewhere that she was safe and loved, even if she wasn’t too keen on showing weakness. Ahsoka is what kept Anakin grounded. She was his anchor in a way that Obi-Wan and Padmé couldn’t be. Her life and comfort in his hands gave him something to focus on; something that wasn’t the turmoil vigorously churning in his mind.

They treated each other as equals, more and more as the war dragged on. Anakin admired Ahsoka. Her persistence, talent, work ethic… all of these things about her impressed him. He wanted to help her get to her peak. This admiration and respect that Anakin showed toward his Padawan is another facet of what makes their relationship so special. Ahsoka also respects Anakin. Not just in the form of your traditional Master/Padawan respect, but the way she respected him as a person. She admired his passion, perseverance, and devotion. But she also saw his flaws, and what he was hiding underneath all the layers of confidence and sarcasm. That, my friends, is how close they were.

And at the end, tragically, we can see how much Anakin’s love for this girl broke him. When she left the Jedi Order, it pushed him towards the fragment of himself that would become Darth Vader. Having lost his mother, then Ahsoka, he fell that much faster. He loved her too much to lose her, plain and simple.

Their friendship was so pure and gentle, something that I love to this day. Kriff, I’ll love it forever. These two were fiercely protective of one another; they loved each other to the far reaches of the galaxy. 

And we all know Darth Vader doesn’t want to remember a second of it.


“ You are free ”                                                                                                          ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ gush those eyes