richard pray

Because He respects your agency, Father in Heaven will never force you to pray to Him. But as you exercise that agency and include Him in every aspect of your daily life, your heart will begin to fill with peace, buoyant peace. That peace will focus an eternal light on your struggles. It will help you to manage those challenges from an eternal perspective.
—  Richard G. Scott
Smooth Criminal - Part II

Pairing: Grant x Reader
Summary: After a few appearances in Supernatural, you become a fan favourite and a series regular. The Spn trio wants to make you a special birthday present and makes one of your dreams come true - at a convention.
Warning: Kissing, a lot of fumbling and touching… 

Read ‘Part I’ here

I knew I said this was gonna be smut, but yeah, let’s enjoy some groping and making out yeah? 

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You and Richard had just had one of the worst fights since you two got married. To make matters worse, you are 7 months pregnant with your first child. The stress of everything that had been going on had finally gotten the best of you and you lost it at Richard. If it wasn’t the nursery not being done yet, or that multiple paparazzi’s had found your home and always swarmed around to get a better picture, it was that Richard was gone far too often and there was a chance he would miss the birth. You had stormed out in a rage, car keys in hand, and drove off. He didn’t even try to chase you down.

Eventually, out in the middle of nowhere, you ran out of gas. You were still angrier than hell at Richard but at that moment you just needed to get somewhere safe and soon. You soon realized that in your haste to leave, you forgot your phone and your car was still the same car you got for your 16th birthday, so it was outdated in the technological sense. You let yourself cry for a bit at just how stupid both of you two had been acting and soon decided you needed to get to a phone so you could let Richard know you were okay. You grabbed the keys out of the ignition and made sure anything valuable you had on you or in your purse as you began walking towards some lights off in the distance.

A short while later you reached the lights, which turned out to belong to a convenience store. As you stepped inside you were hit with the stench of rotten eggs, it almost made you throw up right there. The store clerk stood, staring at you as you wandered around, trying to decide what you were going to say to Richard. As you glanced up, you noticed yourself in the round mirror that hung by the cash register. At this sight you began to laugh, your hair was disheveled and your clothes screamed ‘I’m angry, pregnant and exhausted’ and of course this only earned another glance from the clerk. After going over your speech in your head, you walked up to the clerk and asked him if there was a phone she could borrow, and that your car was down the road a ways, empty of all fuel. The clerk debated for a few seconds, then handed you the phone. You dialed Richards numbered and prayed he would pick up. No such luck and you had to leave a message.

“Richard, honey, please pick up the phone. I out in in a little store just off of-“ you looked around and saw that you were on highway 24- “highway 24. The car ran out of gas and I wanted to make sure you knew I was safe. Please forgive me.”

You hung up the phone and dialed your home phone. It might be 2015 but you weren’t going to live off a cell phone like most other people. You had to leave the same message there. The clerk had been giving you the creeps since you walked in and it got to the point where you weren’t sure if he was being friendly or if he was hitting on you but regardless, you had enough of it. You bought yourself some water and headed back to your car but soon after you had left the store it became dark.

The dark became illuminated by headlights heading the same direction you were. You walked slower and closer to the side, waiting for the car to pass but it never did. Once you got near your car again you scrambled to find your keys, and unlocked the doors so you could jump in and re-lock the doors before the driver of the other vehicle could get to you. Thankfully, as you got inside, the car sped off. You were sounded by deafening silence, and for those few moments you realized just how much you are going to miss this once your little bundle was born. Tears began falling but you didn’t care, only wished for Richard to be there to hold you.

You were so caught up with your thoughts that you hadn’t noticed the car that pulled up right behind yours and that a figure walking your way. Fear spread through your body like wildfire, willing to do whatever it was to protect your unborn child. The figures face was lit up as it turned to face you.

It was Richard.

You quickly unlocked the doors and he wrapped his arms around you as you sobbed uncontrollably into his jacket. “Love, its okay, I’m here now.” Once your tears were under control Richard let go of you and walked back to his car, grabbed two gas cans and walked back. After both containers were emptied, both cars were started up and you were on your way back home.

When you woke in the morning you noticed that the nursery had paint cans sitting on the floor and the crib you two had picked out was assembled. He had really listened to you this time and for the first time in a long time, you didn’t feel stressed. Just then Richard came into the nursery and wrapped his arms around your waist, and began to sway back and forth. “ You know, you weren’t wrong about a lot of the things you brought up last night. I haven’t been there for you as much as I should be. To be honest, I’m scared

to death that I won’t be able to be there when the baby is born.”

“Oh Richard, we will be fine, stressed but fine. And our baby will be the luckiest child in the world just because they can feel the love emanating from you.” You grabbed Richards face and kissed him as passionately as you could in just a few seconds. Your hands locked together as you admired the room and what it stood for. It wasn’t just a nursery. It was the place your child was going to grow up. It was the place they were going to call home.

i have so many questions about gansey’s mint habits. does he harvest them in the morning and stuff them in his pocket? wont they go bad? does he eat mint leaves bc it can counter (some) allergic reactions? is it bc mint leaves are traditionally used to relieve bee and wasp stings? do they go dry in his pocket? is his pocket clean? does he eat them bc the ancient greeks and romans used it to relieve pain? is it bc it helps w insomnia and depression? when did this habit start? or was this just a creative character quirk by maggie? why tf does richard gansey iii eat mint leaves?

krennics  asked:

why is peter quill riding richard why are there praying mantis and why do they have jack flags so confuse please inform


peter quill is riding richard rider because of scenes like this:

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thankyou to everyone who suggested books to me! I’m super excited to read every single one of these :) 

•The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini 
•A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini
•Looking For Alaska by John Green
•The Book Thief by Markus zusak
•Maze Runner by James Dashner
•Scorch Trials by James Dashner
•Death Cure by James Dashner
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•Every Day by David Levithan
•Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell
•The Colour Purple by Alice Walker
•We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves by Karen Joy Fowler
•It’s Kind Of A Funny Story by Ned Vizzini
•The Mara Dyer trilogy by Michelle Hodkin
•Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini
• Time Travellers Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
•Girl Saves Boy by Steph Bowe
•Cloud Street by Tim Winter
•Elsewhere by Gabrielle Zevin
•Harp In The South by Ruth Park |
Before I Fall by Lauren Oliver
•Extremely Loud And Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer |
The Memory Keepers Daughter by Kim Edwards
• Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult
• The Storyteller by Jodi Picoult
• A Casual Vacancy by J.K Rowling
•The Chaos Walking trilogy by Patrick Ness
•The Time Of Our Singing by Richard Powers
•Eat, Pray, love by Elizabeth Gilbert
•Stolen by Lucy Christopher
•The Sky Is Everywhere by Jandy Nelson
Wonder by RJ Palacio