they just need eyes



 What’s up baby girl? You didn’t come find me after you woke up this morning, you know how much I love your fucking visits, keeps me sane when I’m working with the fuck ups. I come upstairs and find you sitting in the window, reading. You never even looked up when I slammed the fucking door.

 I’m not angry with you doll, just upset that you’re upset. You know that it bugs the fucking hell out of me. And you also know that I would do anything to make you smile, anything.

 So, get dressed in something more appropriate, not that I don’t like what you’re wearing, just don’t need those assholes eye-fucking you. I’ll wait right here for you, unless you want some help?

 We are taking a ride, your choice. We can go to the ocean, walk along the beach, pick up those fucking shells you like, maybe take a swim.

 We could go towards the mountains, there’s that one that has an old fire lookout. Maybe climb up there, have a picnic, taking in the view. Bring a book along, maybe I could read to you, can’t let that get back to the Sanctuary though.

 There’s also that river, we could walk down by it, it’s always fucking cool along its banks, even when it’s 100 fucking degrees out. We could take our shoes off, do a little wading.

 Dwight was telling me about a field a few miles north. He said it was fucking overflowing with wildflowers, you liked those last ones I brought back. Then we could having a little bit of fucking fun, rolling around in them. Maybe stay around until after dark, watch all the stars come out.

 Or maybe we can just hang out here, just get undressed, climb under the covers, and just fucking cuddle. I know you enjoy that, and yes, I’ll fucking admit it, I do too. But cuddling can lead to more, right?

  You know what, I’m sorry if me implying we needed to have sex to have fun upset you more. It’s just, I don’t know how or what to do to make you smile, to make you happy again. I feel like all I have to give you, is me. And I hope that’s enough.

 But wherever we go, or stay, whatever we do, or don’t do, as long as we’re together and you’re smiling, it’s all good.

 I will do anything for you, Jen. Anything. Just ask, sweetheart, I will always be here for you.

My love,


‘I Almost Lost You!’

Request: could I request a Jace x reader where the reader accidentally confesses to Jace that she loves him when she’s comforting him/tending his injuries after rough day?                                                                                                                                                                                     Warning:None!                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Note:I’m sorry if it’s short but I hope that you’re going to like it,so if you do let me know..:))                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         I was checking something with the security system when Alec bursted in holding Jace who was beaten up  badly..’Y/N I need your help..’At first I was in shock ..’Come on  Alec,follow me.’  I led the to the infirmary ‘Help him sit on the bad.’ So he did then I walked closed to Jace looking at his wounds luckily it wasn’t that bad..Then I looked back at Alec..’It’s not that bad,it’s just need to be clean.’ He closed his eyes looking relieved..’But do you mind to go and get me some bandages?I’m going to need them..And I don’t have any here.’ He nodded ‘Sure,I’ll be right back.’ I nodded my head and the he walked out.                                                                                                                                         Meanwhile I was clearing Jaces wounds and I just couldn’t stop crying..’Y/N why are you crying?’ I looked at him totally forgeting that he was awake..I turned around waping my tears..’I ughh,I got emotional for no reason.’And the I felt his hands on my shoulders and he turned me around so I can look at him..’You’re always was a bad liar,so why don’t you just tell me what’s wrong?!’I closed my eyes calming myself then opening them again..’I almost lost you.’ He looked confused at me and I moved away..’I love you and I got scared that maybe I could lose you before I had the damn courage to come and tell you that..’ He walked closer ‘Y/N I-’ I raised my hand and stopped him ‘I know,you don’t love me and that’s okay.Really I understand,at least I feel relieved now that you know how I feel about you.’ He smiled,that famous smirk playing on his lips..’And who said  that I don’t love you?’ His smile even bigger while I was standing here like an idiot..’What?’ His smile was still there ..’Oh you heard me.’And we that he came closer and pulled me toward him..Kissing me..   This is going to be an interesting night.  

anonymous asked:

I was just gonna 🍿🍿🍿, but looks like we may need 🍺🍺🍺. I hope my eyes survive all the eye-rolling. Phew. He looks sweet and she is BAE. I'm glad my block list is long and my dash remains pretty clean.

I. Am. So. Excited. For. Peter. Morgan. He deserves all the honors. I can’t imagine writing ten hours of television, and doing it as well as he has. Seriously. I take my hat off to him. I can’t wait to see all the photos and see the videos from tonight.

Well done, sir.

And everyone else can fuck right off. Gillian Anderson and Peter Morgan will be ruling England for years to come. All hail. 😂😂


2 times when Even probably took Isak’s hands 


The touch of another person’s hands.

Hands that wrap us in warmth, that hold us close. Hands that guide us to shelter, to comfort. Hands that hold and touch and reassure us through crisis. The first thing we ever learn is that the touch of someone else’s hand can ease pain and make things better. 

As far as all the rumblings about what is to come with Once…

One thing I’m thankful for is this. However this show does or does not end, this fandom will write through fic and illustrate through art infinite different versions that will inevitably be more nuanced, thoughtful and appropriate than anything we will ever see on our TVs. And while this sounds like a slam of A&E and the writing staff (which isn’t necessarily false) it’s just a fact. We care about the small moments as much as the big milestones and have the time and desire in our art to delve into them. We remember every tiny interaction and take time to tie up loose threads, maintain continuity and make sure there is a payoff for every crisis. There are simply too many characters and storylines and realms and curses and villains and heroes and lions and tigers and bears for A&E to focus on what we want all of the time. Thank god we have this space to do it for ourselves. I can’t wait to see what this fandom creates.


That being said, fuck up Emma Swan’s happy ending and I’m gonna riot.

Can we have a whole episode with Supergirl and Lena collaborating to defeat a threat of some sort? Like, just them? Picture this: they get separated from the others and have to figure out how to defeat this threat, and in the meanwhile they bond over the fact that they both come from a shitty family, they are both trying to write their own story and they both aim to be good and help people. Obviously they win in a very smart, badass way, then get reunited to the rest of the folks, but from that point on they know they absolutely got each other’s back.

I’m asking politely, but seriously, let me fucking have this.


an imp and her wolf


Junkrat’s eyes are constantly unfocused from each other and really I think that’s beautiful

Reblog if you feel personally attacked by an Astro member

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