no one else loves you like i love you

So has anyone else noticed in many MONSTA X songs that Jooheon says his name before his verses?

He does this is 21 songs to be exact.

21/35 songs. Jooheon no. Like I love you but I know your name. You don’t need to announce it before you rap.

I have compiled a list:

-Trespass
-No Exit
-One Love
-Steal Your Heart
-Blue Moon
-Interstellar

-RUSH
-HERO
-Perfect Girl

-Ex Girl
-All In
-Stuck
-Unfair Love
-Because of U

-Fighter
-Be Quiet
-Queen
-Blind
-Roller Coaster

-Oi
-Calm Down

Some are hard to hear but I swear they’re there. Jooheon yelling his name is in 21 MONSTA X songs.

The 100 characters

Okay, so quick backstory before I get into this. My best friend, Makaila who has only ever seen the pilot episode of the 100, asked me to tell her ONE thing I loved about each of the main characters. After I did, I thought this would be a great thing for Tumblr! I only picked the characters who have been in at least 3 seasons or else the list would just go on forever. I’m sorry if I’m forgetting anyone


Rules: You HAVE to name ONE thing that you love about each character. You can go into to depth with it or not, your choice. After you’re done, please tag five people to give their opinions and remember, these are my own opinions. We are each entitled to our own opinions

Clarke Griffin: I love her determination. Like, even though she’s been through so much crap, she still pushes on to save her people and the ones she loves

Bellamy Blake: Shit, I have to pick one thing?? I guess I would pick his heart. It’s so big! All he wants to do is help people even if it means he gets hurt along that way and that is so admirable (even if it gives me a heart attack)

Octavia Blake: Maybe her passion? Passion is when you have a strong and barely controllable emotion btw and you can definitely see that she feels emotions so strongly, whether good or bad

Abby Griffin: Her mind! She’s just so smart which can sometimes be a bad thing, but it mostly helps people

Raven Reyes: Self-confidence. It’s very rare when Raven is down on herself. She’s always so confident and that’s something I love about her

John Murphy: I guess his resilience because he’s been through so much shit but bounces back quickly and never really seems to lose his humor. It’s very admirable

Monty Green: Monty is just plain adorable. I love him so much, but I’d have to say that I love how smart he is, plain and simple

Jasper Jordan: Sarcasm. Whether I hate his character at the moment or I love him, his sarcasm always gets me to laugh. Especially his dark sarcasm

Marcus Kane: His dadness. He’s like a father to so many characters and it’s very heartwarming to see

Thelonious Jaha: I guess I would pick his leadership. He always tries to do what’s best for his people. Even all of s3 was him trying to help his people. He was so blinded by this that he didn’t see A.L.I.E. for what she really was

Nathan Miller: Ooh his protectiveness! It seems like he’s always trying to protect someone and it just makes my heart warm

Eric Jackson: I love his morals. He always seems to put Abby (sometimes others too) back on the right path and that’s awesome

Harper McIntyre: I love how she tries. It sounds stupid, but everytime I see her, she’s trying to do somethin for the good, like in 4x07 when she was trying to help the guy she knocked over

Lincoln: I love his voice of reason. He always tried to do what was best for everyone and he was like a buff Jiminy Cricket for a lot of characters

Emori: Idk I just really love her mischievousness. It feels so new for this show and I really want to see more of it

Indra: Oh boy. I guess since we don’t know much about her, I’d say I love her badassness

Echo: Her intensity. She’s so intense, which can be bad or good, and she is very committed to Azgeda because of that (gosh this was hard for me to pick cause I don’t like Echo that much)


Tag five people to reveal something they love about each the 100 character: @unconditionallybellarke @bl-ake @ethereal-bellarke @clrkesbellamy @taco-bellamy + anyone else who wants to do. Tag me if you do it please!

menatiera  asked:

Hey, I just wanted to assure you that no one will be angry at you for closing the anon asks - or if anyone is, you shouldn't listen to them! This is your blog, your safe place, you can do whatever you want. If you feel the need of this, then do it and we'll suppoirt you anyway. I hope no one will hurt you about this or anything else, I love your blog, especially your metas, they are very deep and deliberate. Thank you for your awesomeness! :) ~Mena

I am utterly touched by this! Thank you so much for these kind words ❤ It gets tough sometimes when trouble and hate comes your way but messages like yours make it seem insignificant. I’m extremely happy that this blog and its content gives you joy. Lots of love! Thanks a million again! :D

Jason Brinley surprised his wife by decorating their bedroom with 7,000 love letters. He spent months writing notes on Post-Its and arranging them on cardboard panels- which he used to cover the walls. Every note contains something he loves about her, like ‘I love that you put animals before people,’ and 'I love that you sing when you cook and no one else is around.’ Source

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Bonus-

He’s the only one that got an invitation like that >:}

Look @angel-with-a-pipette I finally did the thing we talked about forever ago. Hope I did it justice >.<

One day, many years from now when you realize what you’ve lost - you will search for me. 
Perhaps you’ll email me but there’ll be no reply; or maybe you’ll call my number but it will have changed…. And when you give up trying to find me physically, you’ll search for me emotionally. 
You’ll try to find someone else who will love you like I did or make you laugh as much as I used to … but you’ll soon realize there’s nobody else quite like me… 
I was unique… I was the one for you - and you lost me. 
And you will try so desperately to find traces of me in every soul you meet for the rest of your days ….but you will never ever find me.

Jack and Durkadur!
Im SO PROUD of the way Trico and the background came out! I need to fix the coloring style for Jack because (as you can tell) it doesn’t match with everything else. But all in all I’m SOOOOOOO proud of this one! I absolutely love this game! The art style and animations in it make my lil digital-graphics student heart swell, and i love watching how happy it makes Sean to play it!

Thank you so much @therealjacksepticeye for showing us a really beautiful game! And I really hope you like this (almost complete) drawing I did!

Him. He’s the one I want by my side when celebrating good times, and he’s the one I want helping me through the hard times. He’s the only person I want to wake up snuggled next to, the only one that consumes my late night thoughts & my dreams. There’s no one else that makes my heart soar and my mind race and my hands tremble like you do. It’s you, and only you. There’s nothing else I can say, no other words that would be true. You’re the one, why can’t you see that?
—  the words I failed to say around you//

In one world,
You love me,
I love you,
And we both feel a little more whole
When the other is around.

In another world,
We are married,
You are chasing the kids around the house,
I’m watching,
And I’m falling a little more in love with you,
I will always fall a little more in love with you.

In this world,
We are young,
But our love is so pure,
So wholesome,
You love me,
And I love you,
And nothing else matters anymore.

In every world,
In every universe,
It is us.
I refuse to believe that there is
Another time,
Another place,
Where you and I aren’t together,
Because, I believe the universe fights
For two souls to be together.
And, even if it stops fighting,
I never will.

—  I hope I live countless life times just so I can find you, and love you in every single one.

And theres always my infinite love—You are a sweet person—the sweetest and dearest of all and I love you as I love my vanished youth— which is as much as a human heart can hold— filled with copper clouds like the after-math of cannon-fire, pre-war, civil-war clouds and I feel all empty and bored and very much in love with you, my dear one, my own. I wish you were here so we could stretch our legs down beside one another and feel all warm and hidden in the bed, like seeds beaten into the earth. Why is there happiness and comfort and excitement where you are and no where else in the world, and why is there a sleepy tremulo in the air when you are near that’s promising and living like a vibrating fecundity?

…excuse me for being so intellectual. I know you would prefer something nice and feminine and affectionate.

—  Zelda Fitzgerald in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald.

POSSESSIVE SENTENCE STARTERS.

  •  you are mine, you will always be mine.
  • no one will ever love you like i do.
  • you belong to me.
  • i want you all to myself.
  • only i can kiss you.
  • only i can love you.
  • you won’t see anyone else when you’re with me.
  • you are mine to love.
  • you won’t go anywhere without telling me first.
  • don’t you love me?
  • say you love me, and only me.
  • only i can love you.
  • if you leave me, i’ll kill you.
  • every part of you is mine.
  • you are mine to torment.
  • say that i’m yours.
  • tell me how much you love me.
Song to my otp:

*read in melody of what makes you beautiful by one direction*

BABIES YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY ELSE
THE WAY THAT YOU LOOK AT EACHOTHER GETS ME OVERWHELMED
BUT WHEN YOU SMILE AT THE GROUND IT AIN’T HARD TO TELL
YOU DON’T KNOW-OW-OW
YOU DON’T KNOW YOU ARE IN LOVE
IF ONLY YOU SAW WHAT I CAN SEE
YOU’D UNDERSTAND WHY I SHIP YOU SO DESPERATLY
RIGHT NOW I’M LOOKING AT YOU AND I CAN’T BELIEVE
YOU DON’T KNOW-OW-OW
YOU DON’T KNOW YOU ARE IN LOVE-E-E
THAT’S WHAT MAKES ME CRY AT NIGHTS

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buffy rewatch ❉ this year’s girl

251 Years

Daveed Diggs x Reader (I was feeling inspired okay?)

Also I first saw this through another fic, so if anyone knows who it is please let me know so I can give them credit. Thanks! 


“And I would like to wish a very Happy Birthday to our lovely Y/N! Happy eighteenth birthday, and all the best wished towards you to help you find that soulmate of yours. They will certainly be a lucky person!” your cousin Matthew shouted in the ballroom.

A resounding applause came from everyone in the room and you sat there blushing. You never knew what to do in these situations.

“Thank you,” you said, nodding your head.

The music struck back up again, and you decided to get up and dance.

Tonight was the night of your eighteenth birthday in 1774 and the day that would now stop aging until you met the person that you would spend the rest of your life with.

You hoped that they would find you soon. You didn’t want to just be alone for a long time.

The party continued even as you made your way to the garden in the back of the manor. You made your way through the roses, going over to the fountain.

You sat on the edge and looked at the moon.

‘Please find me soon. I love you already.’

~~~~

“Lin, I already told you this. Please shut up,” your groaned as your friend kept rambling on about ideas for his new musical.

About Alexander Hamilton.

He had first met you when he was still in high school, you had come in to talk to his history class.

He had been fascinated by you, and ever since then you had gotten along splendidly. His family treated you like their own, and you were often asked to babysit for him.

You didn’t mind, it was nice. But sometimes he wouldn’t leave you alone. Like now.

He had just started producing his new play Hamilton, and he wanted everything to be perfect.

You didn’t blame him, but with him calling at three in the morning was getting annoying.

Right now he was asking about costumes, and he thought that you could add your expertise. But you were exhausted right now.

“Lin, i’m going to bed. I’ll be back in New York in three days and I’ll come and see you at the theater. We can talk then.”

He huffed but you knew that he would relent now.

“Alright alright. I’ll see you then. Goodnight!”

“Goodnight Lin.”

You put your phone down and got back up out of bed. You went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

You started at your face. A face that looked 18 years old but in fact was 251 years old.

Ha. 51.

You snorted.

Would you ever find your soulmate? It had been so long, you were just announced to be the oldest person on the plant.

‘Well, back to bed for me.’

~~~~

“Y/N! You made it!” Lin cried as he fought through the crowd of cast. He wrapped you in a big hug.

You laughed and hugged him back.

“I brought a bunch of old trunks with clothes that I still own. I thought that you might want to use them for inspiration. You can’t use the actual ones however.”

A smile crossed his face as he cheered.

“Thank you so much!”

“I’ll need some help bringing them up, but please be careful, they’re very important to me.”

He nodded and relayed that info to some others that went to get your stuff. You went down with them, watching them as they took it all up stairs.

“I think that’s all of the,” Lin said as he came up to you.

“Thanks Lin. I’m going to send a quick email and then I’ll come up and meet you.”

He nodded and left, yourself getting on your phone.

Finishing up your business you started to go up the stairs, but you found yourself tripping on the last step.

You braced for a fall, but instead of the cold ground you were met by a pair of strong arms.

Sparks exploded, and your chest started glowing, the second part of the soulmate bond. The two of you froze, not knowing what to do.

You picked yourself up and the man released you. You turned around to look at your soulmate, and there he was.

Daveed Diggs, the man playing Thomas Jefferson and the Marquis de Lafayette. Your soulmate.

How crazy was that.

“Holy shit,” he said. You giggled.

“Is that all you have to say?” you shot back. He smiled at you.

“Why do we have to say anything?” He mused, coming closer to you. His face was only an inch from yours. You felt yourself feeling hot.

He took your breath away.

You stared into each other’s eyes, before your lips met in a fiery kiss. It was wonderful. After being 18 for 243 years, this was everything you could have imagined.

As you broke apart he stared at you lovingly. He was holding you in his arms again.

“I do have a question for you,” he said. “How long have you been 18? It’s been five years for me.”

You smirked.

“I’ve totally got you beat.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve looked like this for 243 years.”

His mouth dropped open.

“Well fuck,” he whispered, sending you into a fit of laughter. “How old does that make you then?”

“251,” you replied as you recovered from laughing.

He smiled.

“Ha ha.”

“What?”

“51.”


EDIT: Ok so I was hoping that I guess i didn’t have to explain this but the reason they’re laughing at ‘51′ is because Hamilton wrote 51 essays. Cool? Cool.

And my god, I hope you wake up one morning to someone who loves you like you’re a sunflower and they’re desperate to keep you alive.
I hope you dance with them in the small space of your kitchen floor, messy hair and tired eyes because you both been up all night watching movies again.
I hope you laugh with them in a way you never did with anyone else, head tilted back and lips apart as you let out every sound your laugh can possibly make and I hope to god you don’t try to cover your mouth. And if you do, because that’s okay, I know I sometimes do, I hope they stop you.
I hope they grab your hand before it ever comes in contact with your lips and I hope they hold it to their chest as they watch you with kind loving eyes. Because fuck, everyone knows you deserve it. And I hope you find someone who’ll accept you.
I hope they accept your messy hair in the early morning of the day and I hope they accept the way you sometimes talk too much and can’t seem to stop when you’re nervous or how you still cry yourself to sleep on some nights.
I hope they hold you and kiss you on the places where you’re most insecure at and I hope to god you let them.
I hope you find someone who makes you happy, even when you feel like sometimes, life is too hard for you. And I hope that when you both come across a tough situation and it comes down to a choice where you are one of them,
I hope they choose you. Every goddamn time, I hope they choose you.
—  A.M//for you
i don’t know. 
there’s just something funny about the way we were always drawn to each other, even in the end. you became cold like i’d always been and this time i was the one unable to delete a number or stop sending so many goddamn emails.
losing: it was easy with everyone else. the thing is, i loved you, and ive only ever been able to practice the kind of dangerous, unconditional love that people say just aint there anymore. i didnt realize that you would never have it in you to stand anywhere but behind me. never in front. never beside. i understand now: this was always how it was going to end.
—  you never loved anyone enough to take a bullet for them but i was wondering if the reason you stayed for so long was that you knew i wouldn’t move if i saw one coming
Arranged Marriage Starters

“You’re not what I was expecting.”

“I’m not going through with this and you can’t make me.”

“Look, I’m not any happier about this than you are, but why don’t we try and make this work.”

“We don’t have to be in love, but maybe we could be friends.”

“Wow. I wasn’t expecting someone who looked like you do.”

“Arranged marriages are weird. All your life you’re told not to talk to strangers and then you’re asked to sleep with one.”

“I can sleep on the couch if you prefer.”

“How am I supposed to live with them when I love someone else?”

“You’re making me marry THEM?”

“Don’t you touch me.”

“It’s my parents. They’ve arranged me to marry someone else.”

“So how much was my life worth to you?”

“Uh… I know we don’t really have a choice, but will you marry me?”

“Why don’t we go pick out a ring together?”

“This doesn’t have to be forever. If it doesn’t work out we can always get a divorce.”

“Listen, my parents paid for you. You’re my property now.”

“Let’s start simple. What’s your favorite color?”

“The only reason I need you is make sure that my bloodline has an heir.”

“I will never love you.”

Maybe we only have one real love, maybe I won’t ever meet someone like you, and maybe I won’t ever be as good with somebody else that I could have been with you.. But I’m tired, and it’s time to love myself a bit.
—  Another heart-broken girl