what to give a girl

anonymous asked:

(1/?)You know how Rick can get REALLY drunk right? What if one day it gets out of hand and he is an emotional muttering mess. He walks up to everyone and tells them how he really feels about them and what he really thinks; telling Beth how proud he is of her what an amazing daughter she is and how he regrets not spending more time with her when young. Next comes Beth, who he starts giving good advices for her life and what a beautiful young girl she ishow she got the body of her grandmother, etc

(2/?)Then he finds Jerry. Rick would apologize about how he treats him, telling him it’s the gurge he has on him since he got Beth pregnant, but he still likes him and appreciates him, after all, he has always made his daughter happy. And finally Rick stumbles with Morty. Rick would look right into his eyes and start sobbing, apologizing for everything he had made him go through and how he didn’t want him to become like him. He would hug the shit out of him, trying not to cry while telling him-

3/3-how much he loves him,he is irreplaceable and that he only trusted him enough for them to go on adventures.And that’s something that every Rick feels;love for their grandsons and that deep trust for them to always in every universe be together.This movesMorty to tears and they would stay a long, long time hugging and crying their hearts out,until Rick falls asleep from the alcohol and the tiredness.Morty moves him to the couch and cover him with a blanket to let him get the rest he deserves

Oh my gooood. Drunk confessions are my fucking jam anon, that shit is so good. And Rick being civil with Jerry? Fuckin’ A++ cause I have a weird soft spot of Jerry. And just, Rick and Morty crying together???? Is so good?????? And Morty taking care of Rick is just so goddamn pure, like, holy shit. Thank you so much anon, ilysm.

You’ll get to a point in your life when you realize it’s been months, years, decades… and you forgot to live. Life is not Instagram. Life is not Facebook., Life is not texting. Life is forgetting your phone at home, going on an adventure with people that mean the most to you, feeling, sensing, actually looking around at the world and it’s beauty instead of your screen, and coming home with a huge smile on your face and a story to tell your grandkids. I’d challenge anyone to stop picking up his or her phone, stop walking around the city looking down at it, and try to remember what you experienced when you were a child. The universe is so much more interesting than any Instagram or text will ever be.
—  Sonya Esman: “What advice would you give to girls influenced by social media?” on Bloggersissue.com
I stopped shaving my legs every other day
I stopped only eating citras and drinking a gallon of water a day
I started smoking weed with my friends
I stopped bringing my phone with me to Temple, to coffee houses, to record stores, to concerts
I stopped ignoring my family and started baking cookies and pancakes with bananas and nuts and apples
I’ve made 32 pancakes since Friday,
I’ve burnt 13 but I’m getting there
I won’t let you burn me anymore I’m so fucking sick of flames
Turns out I don’t get off on pain
I don’t get off on being treated like a toy
I do not enjoy having a collection of sticky notes covered in conversation topics because you never held up your end
It’s true that one person always loves more but the other side needs to give something
You knew this would happen I have to go for my own self respect
I should’ve known when you stopped sending good morning texts
Or when your texts didn’t come at all until
late at night
When your words were always about sex
Maybe I should have turned my phone off or blocked your number when you told me about the first girl
Or the second or the third
But I thought you were worth it that I’d never find a better guy
You always listened you respected my boundaries
It’s probably easy when you have six other girls who will give you what I protect
I’m not picking up this time
I’m not checking your timeline I’m not listening to your music
I’m not dying my hair your favorite color or getting a tattoo
You
You don’t deserve my kind of love
Not from me,
You deserve a quiet love that won’t take up too much time
You killed me over and over again
You wasted and
disrespected me without even noticing
My heart has been replaced with beetles and old peach pits but soon
You won’t live there anymore to poison my wood
Flowers will bloom in my brain once again
Watered by my own love and confidence
Planted by me for me
You will never see them
Lilacs and roses were my favorite before you
Fuck your daisies you’re the one who cut them down
—  I Always Grow Back
You Get What You Give (Swing and a Miss)

Requested: Yes

Summary: Where Harry’s just begun his solo career and performing is everything that he’s ever dreamed of; he can’t help but feel so alone sometimes though. Feeling as though everyone has someone, and he’s so out of the loop with his love life that it brings an imbalance. However, you can’t take everything and expect to give nothing in return or for everything to be ok for forever.

Word Count: 2,228

Pairing: Harry Styles x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Slight cursing

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Jamie: I have to ask
David Duchovny: Yeah.
Jamie: There is the rumours.
David: Yeah.
Jamie: Are we gonna get another reboot of The X-files?
David: If I was a betting person, I’d say yes. But I lost bets before. But if I was a better, I’d say yes.
Jamie: Okay, well we don’t wanna lose that one. Make it happen. Get on that, David!
David: I don’t wanna lose it either.

Q: Give your girl, Gillian a call! Get her on that.

David: Okay.

Whole interview here. Thank you @vavieddfan

It’s a [Tinder] Date! (Part 1/3)

Summary: Thinking he needs to find a date, Natasha signs Steve up to Tinder. In Queens, Peter Parker does the same to you. It’s a match! 

Word Count: 1,723

A/N: This is already planned out and written (in my head). I loved writing this.

Originally posted by imaginingbucky


Nat raised a brow, a mysterious curve to her smile. Steve was immediately suspicious. He felt his shoulders stiffen and his back straighten. He knew he looked like he had a stick up his ass, but he couldn’t help himself. Not when Natasha looked like the cat that had eaten the canary, and wanted to get caught.

“You left your phone on the coffee table,” she said. Her tone was relaxed, which made Steve more nervous.

His eyes narrowed. “What did you do, Romanoff?” he questioned, broad arms crossing over an equally-broad chest.

She merely shrugged before she turned her right-hand palm-up and relaxing it. Steve’s phone was revealed. “See for yourself.”

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be a good girl

A/N: okay, so, i caved and i….. wrote my very first smut….. here you guys go, i hope you enjoy, there’s literally no plot, its just peter smut.

pairing: peter x reader

peter hooked his fingers in your shirt collar and used it to drag you closer. you were wearing a short skirt and his pants were already unzipped, giving him easy access to you.

“how bad do you want it?” he murmured against your neck, dragging his hands down your sides until they rested on your hips. you bit your lip and stayed propped up on his lap, grabbing his shoulders.

“bad,” you replied, almost panting already. just the anticipation was making your mouth water.

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“ Well that outfit doesn’t seem to be working on me, OR you.”

“ Don’t flatter yourself. I said ultimate, ass wholes, sweet heart. You’re just a sad plain one.” 

Whats this? TWO doodles in one day ( 6 v 6 ; ) guess i got it bad with these two lol

You Get What You Give (Communication)

Requested: Yes

Summary: Where Harry’s just begun his solo career and performing is everything that he’s ever dreamed of; he can’t help but feel so alone sometimes though. Feeling as though everyone has someone, and he’s so out of the loop with his love life that it brings an imbalance. However, you can’t take everything and expect to give nothing in return or for everything to be ok for forever.

Word Count: 1,221

Pairing: Harry Styles x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Desperation, Mention of partying, Mention of loneliness

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the crossroads have seen too many girls
willing to sell their souls
for a beauty that already belonged to them.

a liminal space
where boundaries thin like wisps of smoke
in early dawn light.

but there is beauty in this too, soft pastel colours,
a quiet empty echo of laughter and then darkness,
encompassing and heavy, pressing into lungs
but still radiant somehow.

for now demons count souls
like dollar bills held close to devil red chests, smiles curling
because they think that they’ve won.

but one day those girls will see past black ringed promises
bartered at an intersection of road,
down to the skin that was already perfect
and that quiet empty echo of a soul that had been perfect too.

hell will see.
the four horsemen are nothing
compared to an army of girls ready to reclaim what is theirs.

l.s. | LIMINAL SPACE © 2017 

Tantalizing

Originally posted by jikookfantasy

Tantalizing: 01 02 03 04 05 06 07
Ship: Jungkook | Reader
Description: Back in high school, you were nothing more than a nerd Jungkook wanted to deflower, to get a good fuck from. When he sees you at the club, though, things have changed drastically, and his dominance starts to teeter on the edge.
Warning: Cumplay, Degrading Names, Angst, Intercourse, Oral, Orgasm Denial, Thigh Riding
Word Count: 5,965

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