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Cramps

Daveed Diggs x Reader 

Note: I chose to do this from my request list because if anything was going to get me in the mood to write again it was going to be writing about Daveed being sweet, hope you enjoy!

Request: Anonymous asked: I see a lot of Daveed x Reader smut and don’t get me wrong I love it but can I get some daveed x reader fluff?? I need some sweet gentle daveed in my life

Warnings: Blood Mention

Word Count: 921

Originally posted by imagineham

You know exactly what has hit you overnight the minute you open your eyes. The all too familiar feeling of nausea, mixed with pain hits you right in the stomach and your groan of annoyance is  loud enough to wake your sleeping boyfriend bedside you.

“Y/N what’s wrong?” Daveed asks. His face is still half buried in the pillow and half covered by his hair, his voice is slow and soft like it always is when he first wakes up.

Despite the pain, you push yourself up and out of the bed, grabbing one of his shirts off the floor and pulling it over your head. You’ve always liked wearing his shirts, due to your height difference his shirts reach your mid thigh and they always smell like him. Even when he’s just washed them.

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sentence prompts ➝ in this moment
  • ❛ This is our eternity. ❜
  • ❛ I was never good enough. ❜
  • ❛ Will you be the death of me? ❜
  • ❛ I’ve been drowning in questions, over and over again. ❜
  • ❛ Just look at me and say goodbye. ❜
  • ❛ I know you’re by my side. ❜
  • ❛ The only promise I could make you is that my promise is a lie. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t know how I’ll get through this. ❜
  • ❛ My beautiful liar, why are you crying? ❜
  • ❛ I love you for always driving me insane. ❜
  • ❛ Can I give you just a taste? ❜
  • ❛ I don’t need you to save me. ❜
  • ❛ You’re dangerous, so keep your distance. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll tell you exactly what you want. Teach you to behave. ❜
  • ❛ Come on, inside my room. ❜
  • ❛ I would walk through flames for you. ❜
  • ❛ And in your hate, I find love. ❜
  • ❛ I’m not gonna change. So stay out of my way. ❜
  • ❛ Can we run away now and hide from tomorrow? ❜
  • ❛ These voices are killing me. ❜
  • ❛ All my life I was afraid to die but now I come alive. ❜
  • ❛ It’s been a beautiful tragedy. ❜
  • ❛ We wanted peace but you brought this war. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll be the best you ever had. ❜
  • ❛ You’ll never know what it is you’ve done to me. ❜
  • ❛ We’re not gonna stop tonight. We’re gonna burn this city down. ❜
  • ❛ I know that I can survive this. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t want to wake from this. ❜
  • ❛ You know where to meet me and you know just what I need. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t try and stop me now. ❜
  • ❛ I’m so tired of you telling me how to live and what I should not be. ❜
  • ❛ Take me away tonight, just me with you. ❜
  • ❛ Let me hear you scream. ❜
  • ❛ I crave excess, turning wine into sweat dripping down my neck. ❜
  • ❛ You’re cutting into me. ❜
  • ❛ There’s just something about you. It feeds the addict in me. ❜
  • ❛ It’s haunting, that hold that you have over me. ❜
  • ❛ Release me from these memories. ❜
  • ❛ Let me tell you how I want it. ❜
  • ❛ I know how this will end so I’m turning away now. ❜
  • ❛ Why does fear dominate when all we want is peace? ❜
  • ❛ I’m only here for one thing. ❜
  • ❛ You and me. We’re gonna be alright. ❜
  • ❛ There’s a look in your eyes, I know just what that means. ❜
  • ❛ I feel you growing closer. I feel you in the air. ❜
  • ❛ These memories run through my veins. ❜
  • ❛ You never once have doubted me. ❜
  • ❛ I’m the person you’ve been thinking about. The one thing you can’t live without. ❜
  • ❛ The strong will fight and the weak will run. ❜
  • ❛ You love me for everything you hate me for. ❜
  • ❛ I found a world where we are free. ❜
  • ❛ You know I’m always there with you. ❜
  • ❛ I love the way you dominate and you violate me. ❜
  • ❛ It’s true, I was waiting for a sign. ❜
  • ❛ You won’t forget me. I will haunt you until the truth unfolds. ❜
  • ❛ I’m the one that you need and fear. ❜
  • ❛ Tell me why we’re lying here on the floor. ❜
  • ❛ I am falling down the rabbit hole. ❜
  • ❛ Endless days and nights I wait for you. ❜
  • ❛ You’re so pretty, dripping sin. ❜
  • ❛ I’m just what you need, the perfect disease. ❜
  • ❛ You don’t know how hard I fought to survive. ❜
  • ❛ I still believe in the good and I still believe in the light. ❜
  • ❛ You left me there alone. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll have you down on your knees. I’ll have you begging for more. ❜
  • ❛ I was my own worst enemy. ❜
  • ❛ Take me, pull me all around. Break me, I’m yours. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll taste you until I can’t. ❜
  • ❛ You’re beautiful and sick like me. ❜
  • ❛ I want you biting down on me. ❜
  • ❛ You’ll still love me. Dead or alive. ❜
  • ❛ I am the misery you crave and you, you are my faithful enemy. ❜
  • ❛ I’m yours to have and to hold. ❜
  • ❛ No matter where you run, you cannot hide from me. ❜
  • ❛ Is it sick of me to need control of you? ❜
  • ❛ Even in these chains, you can’t stop me. ❜
  • ❛ What I would give just to be with you. ❜
  • ❛ I thank you for the moments of your life. And never giving up on me. ❜
  • ❛ You run through my veins. ❜
  • ❛ Stay the fuck out of my head! ❜
  • ❛ There’s nothing I won’t do to show you, I would sacrifice my dying breath for you. ❜
  • ❛ Let me sleep away these memories within. ❜
  • ❛ Shut your dirty, dirty mouth. ❜
  • ❛ Baby, go ahead. I’ll be the villain you can blame. ❜
  • ❛ Hello, are you listening? Can you hear me? ❜
  • ❛ They will never know all the blood we shed. ❜
  • ❛ We knew it was meant to be, but never meant to last. ❜
  • ❛ The wrath of your hate has returned. ❜
  • ❛ Not even death could take me away from you. ❜
  • ❛ I am your sinner, I am your whore. ❜
  • ❛ I know you had to go, it’s my war not yours. ❜
  • ❛ Even if the world ignites into flames, you’ll be right here by my side. ❜
  • ❛ We have to end the hate. ❜
  • ❛ This sufferings my blessing. ❜
  • ❛ You’re gonna listen to what I say this time. ❜
  • ❛ Determination is pushing me. Perseverance is what I bleed. ❜
  • ❛ I’m drowning in solitude again. ❜
  • ❛ You don’t know the torture. You don’t know the pain. ❜
  • ❛ I still can see your eyes believing in your love for me as you watched me die. ❜
  • ❛ The time has come for me to say goodbye. ❜
  • ❛ I wanted to believe in you. ❜
  • ❛ These faces come and go and all I do is think of you. ❜
  • ❛ I hate you for the way you smile when you look at me. ❜
  • ❛ You think if I bleed, it can save you. ❜
  • ❛ As your sky starts to fall, you realize you’re standing alone. ❜
  • ❛ This confession is killing me again. ❜
  • ❛ Take my hand, show me the way. And never bring me back here. ❜
  • ❛ I know you’ll never understand me. ❜
  • ❛ In my dreams last night, I saw your face. You held me and washed away my tears. ❜

I have never once, in my 21 years on this planet, thought that fur was okay. I have never questioned where it came from. I have never thought that there was a way to take it humanely. This is purely because I have always been shown that it was wrong, not just by the people in my life but mostly through the media and from seeing people speak out about the cruelty behind it.

This is why it is so confusing to me that most people still think leather is absolutely amazing and nobody questions it despite knowing exactly what it is.

It is SKIN. It belonged to somebody and they needed it to survive. It was taken from them inhumanely and it isn’t fair!

But hey, it’s quality right? It’s luxurious. I used to think that. It’s CRAZY how influential marketing is.

Why do we think this all the while knowing exactly what it is and where it comes from? Is it because cows aren’t typically portrayed as fluffy and cute? Is it because many people still think it’s a byproduct of the meat industry (not true) and seeing as we need food to live (not that cows are food), you may as well use the whole animal? Is that the subconscious reasoning? Is that what makes us feel better about our shoes, belts, handbags, car seats?

When will the speciesism end?! We have literally all been brainwashed and it’s disappointing and sad.

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Character Aesthetics - Clara Oswald 

Clara…my Clara. Always brave, always funny. Always exactly what I need. Perfect. Too perfect. You get used to not knowing. Thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who Clara Oswald is. I know how she came to be in my life and I know what she will always mean

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The next song is a song called “Guns for Hands” and it’s probably the hardest one for me to talk about lyrically. Um, cause it has to do with… some pretty heavy issues. You know, it’s a happy sounding song- I like writing happy sounding songs, but then hopefully trying to say something thats worth more than just a happy moment.

At this particular time in my life I had encountered a lot of people who were going through tough times, whether it be suicidal thoughts or depression- You know I always try to preface by saying I’m not a professional in this field; I don’t know exactly what I’m allowed to say or what I should say or whats the most healthy thing to say. I can just speak from what I’ve experienced, what I’ve seen, and what I’ve gone through. And this song is talking about how I think we need to acknowledge the fact that people struggle with these issues, and we need to, we need to… we need to tell them “I get it”.

Like, I know you can hurt yourself. I know that’s an option. I’m not gonna tell you it’s not because I think there’s too many people who hear about their kid going through something and they say “No, don’t think about that, think of something else”. It’s like, no, hold on. Let’s take this energy, this focus, this emotion that you feel that’s obviously negative and let’s try to take it in and move it somewhere else. Let’s aim it at something else.

So I look at art, I look at music and writing and lyrics and a concert. I look at those as moments where people can take the things that they’re struggling with and really kind of unleash them and pour them out onto this thing.

It’s helped me. A lot. And I would never write about something that didn’t prove to help me, cause I would never want to… I would never want to talk about something that I didn’t feel like I knew I was capable of talking about.

Will Our Marriage Survive

This video is kind of revealing. Not only because we get to find out Lainey’s “life-goals” (*Shudder*), but also because it gives us the slightest hint of what sort if therapy they sought and exactly why they abandoned it.

One of the questions:  “There’s a lot of give and take (both people have influence) in our discussion.”

Lainey immediately disagrees, saying something to the effect of how it’s always “your [Greg’s] way or I’m crazy”. Gaslighting spotted and admitted.

The next question is far more telling: “My partner listens respectfully even when we disagree.”

Lainey: “That’s what the Counselor told us we need to do. We did not do it.”

Contrast this to the last time Greg brought up marriage counseling. He said that the Counselor wasn’t helpful and they stopped going and it turned out that all they needed to do was sit down and talk. No wonder he couldn’t take the Counselor actually telling him to listen to his spouse and not cuddle with barely legal girls when she’s not around.

Best of luck with that career choice, Lainey, I hope you teach young girls how to be gaslighted by their asshole abusive girlfriends.

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“What do you want?” I asked her.

She looked up at me from beneath lowered lashes and I instantly stilled–those blue eyes held my gaze and there was an intensity in them I’d never seen before.

“You.” It was one simple word. My pulse sped up and I pushed my hands into my pockets to keep from reaching out and pulling her up against my body. It amazed me how she always said exactly what I wanted and needed to hear.

Before I could respond she continued, “Now it’s only fair that I ask you what you asked me… What do you want?”

My breath left me in one gush, and the words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them, “I want you to be mine.”

Her eyes widened and she cocked her head to the side as a small smile curled the corners of her lips. “That’s a bold statement.”

I couldn’t stop myself. I stepped forward and pulled her into my arms. She felt small but strong at the same time and I soaked up the feeling of my body wrapped around hers. She was home. Gently, I pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I should’ve told you that a long time ago.”

Her arms snaked around my neck and she leaned back so that she could peer up at me. “Do you mean it?”

I nodded.

She raised up on tip toe, brushed her lips against mine, and whispered, “I’m yours.”

I could talk all day about how you make me feel but it will always fail to describe what exactly I’m trying to say. You are like a magic to me. You make impossible things happen. The noises in an infinite silences. Thousand words in a stare. No voices need to be heard only breathing. Only sighs. Only look in your eyes. And then the world stops right on the moment. The touch of your hand pressed against my cheeks will always reminds me that I don’t know to face this world alone. The life may be cruel and people may throw stones at me but you will be right beside me. We may be apart or next to each other, no distance will be felt. Because there’s this kind of security in your sincerity that promises me you’ll be mine for the rest of our lives.

Because I AM YOURS. I am. Always be.

let’s get it straight.

No one makes smile like you. The thing is, that you make me happy. You walked into my life when it seemed like the rest of the world walked out. You have been always there. Ups and downs, you were there. You are there. I never need to pretend when I am around you,when I am talking to you, when I am with you. You seem to pick up that something is wrong before anyone else does and you know exactly what to say to make it all okay, even if it’s only for a little while,it helps. The thing is, I love you. Thank you for everything.

My whole life I’ve heard the saying
“Good things take time”
But now I’d disagree by saying
“Great things happen in the blink of an eye”

You came into my life when I least expected
And although the timing wasn’t right somehow it turned out perfect

What were the odds that you’d stumble on to me
What are the chances that you’d be exactly what I need
Who could’ve predicted that you’d take my breath away
With every subtle touch, with every single kiss, Each moment that I’m with you feels like complete bliss

You’re one in a million
And you and I are a million to one
If I had to gamble on a couple
My money would always be on us.

—  Rafelina Michelle
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From the beginning she was impossible. The impossible girl. Met her in the Dalek Asylum, never saw her face, and she died. Met her again in Victorian London, and she died. Saved my life both times by giving her own. But now she’s back, and we’re running together and she’s perfect. Perfect in every way for me. Except she can’t remember that we ever met. Clara. My Clara. Always brave, always funny. Always exactly what I need. Perfect. Too perfect. You get used to not knowing. Thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who Clara Oswald is. I know how she came to be in my life and I know what she will always mean.

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GtKM | 1/10 FEMALE CHARACTERS | Clara Oswald

From the beginning she was impossible. The impossible girl. Met her in the Dalek Asylum, never saw her face, and she died. Met her again in Victorian London, and she died. Saved my life both times by giving her own. But now she’s back, and we’re running together and she’s perfect. Perfect in every way for me. Except she can’t remember that we ever met. Clara…my Clara. Always brave, always funny. Always exactly what I need.”

anonymous asked:

im in my feelings tonight (and always!!) but your male acceptance & self love post was exactly what i needed to hear right now.. usually i dont let any man dictate any part of my life, but theres this guy that has me sooo sprung my confidence is so dependent upon him and its so unhealthy. thank u angel for helping me ground myself again, i love you sooo much

i love u 2 :)

-angel

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Venice Beach, CA

In an effort to spend more time on photography for fun, rather than just for work, I’m bringing back Project 52 for 2017. I love shooting weddings and kids and families, but it’s also very important to me to experiment and take photos of things in my life that catch my eye and spark my creativity. 

This year, my goals are simple. Try techniques I’ve always wanted to try, but never have. Learn a little more about editing. Do my best to take and post at least 1 photo per week, whether it is exactly what I imagined or still needs some work. 

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Hey @taylorswift thank you for always being someone I can look up to. I have found the greatest parts of myself through admiring the same things about you. I know that I can constantly grow and change without fearing what others think. I know that it’s okay to put myself first and sometimes that’s the most important. I also know that I need to value and cherish those around me and those that lift me up. I know that I need to forgive others for wronging me and that it doesn’t make me weak. I know that my life will be full of beautiful, magical moments and that you’re always going to be there celebrating with me. I know that life will also knock me down and I’ll fall into that darkness again but that you’ll always be there helping me up. I know that I’m still tying to figure out exactly who I am and what I want and where I want to go, but I also know that I am better for who you are. And for that I thank you. I hope one day to be able to thank you for all of this in person, but for now, I at least hope you maybe read this.

I just always assumed that you’d be in my life forever- as a lover, a best friend, something. Now that we aren’t speaking, it feels like half of me is missing. I don’t know exactly what I want, I don’t think I really ever have, but one thing I’m sure of is that you belong in my life. I miss you more and more with each passing day, my love. I truly hope that one day, life will bring us together again.
—  An excerpt from a book I’ll never write (#4).

It would only be fitting if I got to have the honours of being the first to wish you Happy Birthday. If someone else does before this post, just know I was typing first.  You came into my life pretty unexpectedly last year. I never thought you would end up playing such a big part in my life as you did. You’ve been one of my rocks, one of my greatest supporters,and  a place to run to when the going got rough. You never got the chance to meet my mum, but I know for a fact she would have adored ya, because I adore ya. You’ve made my life something better, specially these last couple months, by just being in it. From always providing a laugh when I’ve needed one or holding me up when I’ve wanted to break down. That’s one of the best things about you, ya know? You seem to know exactly what to do and what to say. You’ve made my every day it’s only little adventure.  I wish and hope nothing but the best for you today (and any day for that matter). I’m happy I get to share the day with you this time around. Thank you, love. Happy Birthday you old fuck

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From the beginning, she was impossible. The Impossible Girl. I met her in the Dalek Asylum. Never saw her face, and she died. I met her again in Victorian London, and she died. Saved my life both times, by giving her own. But now she’s back and we’re running together, and she’s perfect. Perfect in every way for me. Except she can’t remember that we ever met. Clara. My Clara. Always brave, always funny, always exactly what I need. Perfect. Too perfect. Get used to not knowing. I thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who Clara Oswald is. I know how she came to be in my life, and I know what she will always mean. I found out the day we went to Trenzalore. 

 One day you meet the Doctor. And of course, it’s the best day ever. It’s just the best day of your life. Because, because he’s brilliant, and he’s funny, and mad, and best of all, he really needs you. The trick is, don’t fall in love. I do that trick quite a lot, sometimes twice a day. And once you start running, you start to forget, slowly. After a while, you just stop asking. Who are you? Where are you from? What set you on your way and where are you going? Oh, and what is your name? You get used to not knowing. I thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who he is. I know how he began and I know where he’s going. I know the truth about the Doctor and his greatest secret. The day we went to Trenzalore.

There’s such a societal attitude that you always need to know exactly where you’re going in life- to have it completely mapped out, and spend your time continually taking steps towards that goal until you reach it. And that’s great, if that’s what you personally want to do.

But I also think that it’s okay to not know where you’re going; to keep moving, even if you’re not sure of your destination. Because even though you’re lost, you’re still walking towards something- you just can’t see it yet. And somewhere along the way, you’ll go somewhere or do something that will ignite a fire in your soul and you’ll realize the path you want to take. 

To put it shortly: “It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.”