#Cried All Night

[chaoticloud0]

Congrats to the Good Omens' fans?🥲

[chloesimaginationthings]

This isn’t Gregory and Cassie’s first meet in FNAF..

[heart-0f-a-rebel16]

there is much darkness and hate in my heart and tbh it’s really cramping my whimsical nature and love for humanity

[gud4knowledge]

Shoaib Ibrahim Reveals Dipika Kakar Was Down With Flu: 'She Woke Up One Night And Started Crying' news.gud4knowledge

Published By: Dishya Sharma Last Updated: August 28, 2023, 12:48 IST Shoaib Ibrahim and Dipika Kakar welcomed Ruhaan in June. (Image Credits: Instagram) Shoaib Ibrahim revealed that his son Ruhaan caught the flu and his wife Dipika Kakar was taken to hospital. Shoaib Ibrahim and Dipika Kakar have been busy lately with their newborn child. The duo welcomed their son Ruhaan in June and has kept…

[driftingballoons]

Menace machine

But actions have consequences — by the power of salt and sage, I banish thee back to the spirit realm

[sems-diarie]

death is insane. wdym i’ll never see my grandmother again

[ewwww-what]

You are not a coward. You have a goddamn medical condition, alright?

[louisbxne]

ALL OF US STRANGERS (2023)

[north-noire]

you don't remember what she looks like?

[yeniihuenii]

jiyan bawling his eyes out bc i love making my blorbos cry catblush emoji

[jadewritesficshere]

Grey

Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Synopsis: Steve gets a wake up call from yall's daughter

Contents: talks of aging, kids being kids, references to smut but nothing explicit

Steve groans as his consciousness comes to. Something is hitting his face. Someone. Repeatedly.

Steve squints his bleary eyes open as a hand smacks him in the jaw again. A small smile appears on his face even though his jaw stings from the impact. "Morning," Steve's voice is still thick with sleep as he turns to look into brown eyes barely peeking over the edge of the bed.

A quiet voice repeats back ,"Morning," to Steve before arms reach up over the edge of the bed to try and grasp something. Small hands grab the blanket and tug it off of him slightly as the child attempts to climb up. At two and half, Amelia Joy Harrington can barely see above the edge of her parents' bed, let alone get on it.

Steve hoists Amelia up and sits her on his stomach. Steve winces as Amelia scrambles, a stray foot hitting his thigh precariously close to his crotch. Arms are thrown around his neck in a hug as Amelia lays her head against her dad's chest.

Steve feels like his heart could burst out of his chest from the joy he is feeling. A hug from his baby? The best way to wake up in the morning. Who cares if his jaw is still stinging and probably red, his little girl loves him.

Steve sighs in contentment. Steve holds his daughter close until she starts to fidget and wiggle. Amelia sits up and throws her hands in the air. "Happy Birthday!" She whispers excitedly, except she has no concept of how quiet a whisper should actually be and says it in a much too loud voice.

"What?" Steve asks, hand hovering near Amelia's side in case she slips. Amelia's eyebrows furrow as she pouts at him, a look that is an exact copy of you. Her arms slowly lower as she stares at Steve. "Happy Birthday. You old." Amelia pouts at him.

Steve blinks at Amelia in confusion but nods his head. First off, rude, he isn't that old. Steve isn't sure where she gets her unfiltered, blunt commentary (it absolutely isn't him). Second, it absolutely isn't his birthday. Not even close.

"Why uh...why is it my birthday?" Steve asks, unsure if Amelia fully understands the concept. Not sure if he can explain the idea of a birthday to a two (and a half) year old. "Grey." Amelia declares giving Steve whiplash. Before Steve can speak, Amelia points at the comforter," Blue." Steve smiles," Yes, blue."

Amelia points to her shirt," Green." Steve nods. Amelia taps under Steve's eye, lashes brushing against her finger causing him to close it. Steve hopes she doesn't attempt to actually poke his eye.

"Brown." Amelia declares. "Thats right." Steve grins, his girl is so smart. Amelia points to his temple," Grey." "That's ri- what?! No!" Steve's mouth drops open as Amelia giggles. "Uncle Dustbin says grey is old. Birthday makes old. Happy Birthday!"

The creak of the loose floorboard in the hall notifies Steve of your approach. You peek into the doorway of the room, seeing your two favorite people. One looking aghast and the other giggling at her father's reaction.

"What's going on in here?" You ask, leaning against the doorway. "Grey. Birthday." Amelia announces, like it explains everything. And it does in her little mind.

You hum in response, looking at your husband who seems lost for words. Amelia slides off of Steve and off the bed, Steve guiding her so her feet land on the ground absent-mindedly. He would never let her fall or get hurt. Or you.

Amelia half walks half dances in your direction. A prance in her step, she stops in front of you and grabs your hands. "It's daddy's birthday," She says before headbutting your leg. You chuckle and pat her head as she dances out of the room, in her own little world.

"You lying to my kid again?" You ask once Amelia is gone. Steve sputters as he sits up," I did not- our kid- did not lie." "Uh-huh, sure," you say sarcastically. Steve rolls his eyes at you as he gets up out of bed.

Steve stretches as he rocks on his feet, back cracking, before strolling over to you. "Good morning," Steve mumbles, hand landing on your hip. You hum back as he leans in and kisses you. Soft. Slow. Sweet. Leaving you longing for more as he pulls back.

"Love you," Steve says, fingers running along the waistband of your pants. "I love you too," you want to melt into him. Curl up in his arms and stay in this moment. Let the love and adoration fill the air around you.

"Do I look old?" Steve is the first to break the silence. Your brow furrows in confusion," huh?" "Amelia she," Steve huffs out a laugh," said I have grey hair." You chuckle as you bring a hand up, fingers threading through his hair," You have some but its nice." "Its nice huh?" "Makes you look distinguished. Handsome." You bite your lip and look up at him.

Steve knows that look. Knows it well. It's the look you gave him the first time you moved past just making out. The same look you gave him on your first anniversary. The same look you wore on your wedding night. The same look you gave before Amelia was conceived.

Steve can't help the smirk that spreads across his face. If getting old gives him that look, well, he won't complain.

"What about me?" You ask, batting your lashes. "Beautiful," Steve kisses your cheek," Gorgeous," he kisses the corner of your lips. He continues to alternate between kissing all over your face and praising you.

"My love," Steve whispers before kissing you softly on the lips. You sigh into the kiss, one hand tangling in his hair, the other trying to pull him closer.

A loud crash from the living room has you two pulling back from the sweet moment you stole. "What was that?" You call down the hall. "Nothing!" Amelia yells back, making you sigh but smile. Steve can't help but grin too. His life was a little hectic dealing with a rambunctious child, but he wouldn't trade it for the world. And he thinks, if life is like this, he can manage getting old with you. He wouldn't want it any other way.

[suntails]

do you deserve to be loved?

[catpowerless]

inaugural art blog post !!!!!!!!!!

[lightgamble]

DAREDEVIL | 1.01

Our practice is relatively young, Miss Page, and we are aggressively pursing new clientele.

[fionnalovesanimeboys]

Nooooo Rin babyyyyy. You weren't a mistake please don't think that 😭

It's not your fault. I wasn't expecting him to be in the killing mode right after he was born but it's not like he could control himself he was just a lil beast baby 🥺

His words take me back to the beginning of Blue exorcist. He has come so far and we all forgiven him because he is our precious baby 💙

[undying-love]

"We", "All of us", "Me and George", "Us': A Compilation

"My big awakening was, if John loves this woman, that’s gotta be right. I realized any resistance was something I had to overcome. It was a little hard at first. Gradually, we did."

"So I go, “What about the night we cried?” And I’m thinking, “Oh, yeah: Key West”. We were all drunk. We’d delayed Jacksonville because of a hurricane. We got parked in Key West and we stayed up all night and we got drunk."

"I think he did [love me], yeah. It wasn’t actually a spiky relationship at all. It was, uh, very warm, very close and very loving, I think. All The Beatles."

“I always idolised him. We always did, the group. He was our idol.”

"Also, I’m sure Brian was in love with John. We were all in love with John, but Brian was gay so that added an edge.”

"I think one of the best things that ever happened to John from his personal happiness point of view was that he and Yoko were very much their own couple. It wasn't too easy for all of us because he was sort of leaving us and going off on a new life."

“When he [Sutcliffe] came into the band, around Christmas of 1959, we were a little jealous of him."

"We were always slightly jealous of John’s other friendships. He was the older fellow; it was just the way it was. When Stuart came in, it felt as if he was taking the position away from George and me. We had to take a bit of a back seat.”

“John was in love with Yoko and he’s no longer in love with the three of us."

"I just can’t let John control the situation and dump us as if we are the jilted girlfriends”.

"I remember John looking...we used to think that John looked pretty cool."

"We ended up in Key West, which at that time was sort of like the ends of the earth! I understand now it’s all very built up and it’s a bit like Miami. We had a drunken night where we sang and talked and cried, at one point. All four of us."