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anonymous asked:

will u tell me a story

“You can’t just ride a bear,” she said.  “It’s not built for transportation.”

I looked at her cowardly face.  “That’s loser talk,” I said.

She was a bit offended but I didn’t care.  I was going to ride that grizzly bear and I was going to do it today.

“Give me the lasso out of the bag,” I ordered.

“No… please, don’t do this.”

“That’s loser talk,” I said as I ripped the backpack out of her hands. 

The rope was thick and the lasso was heavy, but I had spent every waking hour of my life preparing for this day.  A heavy rope wasn’t going to stop me.

“What if it bites you?” she protested. 

But I wouldn’t listen.  This was my destiny; this was my fate.  I slowly approached the grizzly, rope in hand, my fingers ready to strike. 

I knew it could sense I was coming.  It turned, sniffed the air, and rose up on its hind legs.  He was towering, about a foot taller than me, and had thick brown fur shielding him from the cold.  I only had my $240 North Face jacket.

“Let’s go.  You and me.  It’s game time, you dumb bear,” I taunted. 

He slowly turned to face me.  Our eyes met, and he had a twinkle in his eye that looked like a diamond.  It was kind of cute for a bear. 

I readied my lasso.  The time was right.  The wind was settled and the air was clear.  It was now or never. 

But I couldn’t do it.  It was something about the way he tilted his head and stared at me—a sort of innocence and fragility that I had scarcely seen before.  I just couldn’t bring myself to tame such a wild beast.

“I can’t do it…. I can’t fight you, bear,” I shouted in tears.

“That’s loser talk,” said the bear.

anonymous asked:

An idea for the future if your interested, but what about Roy, Riza, Ed, Al, etc with freckles?

Woops I almost forgot Al


Idk I think they wear them quite nicely! except Roy because the only look the baby-faced loser can pull off is the one he’s already got :x

The Walls Aren’t That Thick.

a/n: Sorry for the long wait! I had been super busy lately! I’m going to Mexico in a few days, so I’ve been running around getting my bags ready D: So, I hope you enjoy this request! This is my first smutty request, so, it probably sucks, so I do apologize if it’s a bit sloppy ): 


request:  can I ask for a Nick Clark imagine where him and the reader are having rough, loud sex on the boat? And Strand teases Nick about it afterwards because he heard and it causes Nick to get either completely flustered or confident and teasing (whichever one you prefer!) and ends in cute cuddly fluff between Nick and the reader???


WARNING: Un-protected, Rough-ish Sex. (Sorry for any errors, btw!)

Originally posted by relacion-goals


Leisure kisses ran across the blade of your shoulder up onto the sweet spot underneath your ear. A beautiful sound tumbled carelessly from your panting lips. The hand gripping your ass gave a tight squeeze. Your hips were grinding harshly against the hand rubbing at your swollen bud, “Nick.” Your voice was desperate and pleading.

Nick didn’t respond as he continued to ran his mouth over your hot skin before latching onto your harden nipple. His teeth sharply nipped at your nipple causing another breathless melody to come from your pink lips. His nimble fingers that were rubbing your swollen clit ceased the moment you felt the knot in your stomach form. You whined with annoyance, “Stop teasing me, damn it.”


Nick’s eyes flickered up to look into your lustful, pretty eyes as he scraped his teeth against his sensitive nipple. He still hadn’t said a word as his hand that was in between your thighs brushed against your wet entrance. Your back arched in response, and a gasp escaped your mouth. Nick chuckled roughly pulling away from your nipple with a wet, satisfying pop!

His hand teasingly stroked your wet core, “Tell me what you want me to do.” His voice was rough but smooth and it sent shivers to run down your spine.


You knew you wouldn’t get another chance at privacy like this. Everyone was up on the main deck preparing for dinner. For once, no one was down in the sleeping quarters. Nick had seen the opportunity and knew better then to let it go to waste. You shifted your hips trying to subtly get some friction but Nick smirked and pulled his hand away.

You sighed knowing he wouldn’t do anything to you unless you told him what he wanted to hear, “I want you to fuck me, Nick.” A rosy blush was spreading across your cheeks in slight embarrassment. You hardly ever cursed but for some reason, Nick loved when you cursed even if it was small, harmless curse words.

A sly grin stretched across Nick’s lips and his eyes darkened in lust before shifting his body to fit in between your thighs. A needy groan emitted from your pretty mouth when you felt Nick’s stiff manhood brush teasingly against your aching core.

Nick greedily drank in your reactions and sounds with a dark smirk. He loved watching your come undone because of his touch. You were one of the few things in his world that was still remained pure. Knowing how to make you curse to the heavens, Nick didn’t wait or even warn you before lining his stiff cock against your damp opening and shoving himself balls-deep into you.

The sudden intrusion had you crying out loud. Your hands gripped the bed-sheets tightly and your eyes squeezed shut. A numb but sharp pain throbbing throughout your core as Nick began to move against you without waiting. Nick grunted and leaned over to latch onto your nipple while his hand stimulated your clit roughly.

Originally posted by coupleromance

The pain and pleasure had you dying. You were torn between whimpering and moaning. Nick filled you up perfectly. You could feel him throbbing inside of you as he pushed in and out of you quickly, not missing a beat.

Soon, the pain was subsiding and you were wrapping your legs tightly around his narrow waist bringing him deeper inside of you. Moans came from the both of you as you moved. Your hips began meeting his fast pace. Your body felt very hot and the room did as well. Your hair was beginning to cling to your skin as did the bed-sheets. Your heart was pounding and you were sure Nick could feel it too.


Nick moved against you roughly doing his best to reach as deep as he could. God, he loved the way you felt clenched around him. No one could ever make him feel as good as you did. His lips moved from your breast and harshly met your lips in a sloppy but passionate kiss. You were struggling to meet his pace and he could tell.

He nipped at your lips sharply as his hand moved away from your clit. The knot in your stomach had faltered the tiniest bit. He re-positioned himself by untangling your legs from his waist and lifting them upwards so that they rested against his shoulders. He shifted onto his knees and began pushing inside of you in a hard and fast pace that had your head spinning. The moans and cries that left your lips grew in volume, your hands gripping the sheets were almost ripping the thin fabric apart, and your back was arched to the point you thought you would break your own spine.

Nick definitely knew how to fuck you. No one on this green planet could ever give you the rough love making that Nick gave you. The room resonated with your cries, his grunts, and the sound of skin hitting skin quickly.

The knot in your stomach was reaching its peak.

Nick didn’t even need to ask because he could feel you against his cock. He could tell from the tightening of your muscles, the desperate cries, the sloppy hip thrusts, and by God, it got him nearly falling apart.

With a clenched jaw, Nick began slamming inside of you, pulling all the way out and slamming back in. “Fuck!” You moaned carelessly not giving a damn if anyone heard, “Fuck, baby, just like that!” You cried as your heart began picking up in speed and your body began to grow unbearably hot.

Nick growled holding onto your thighs so tightly, you were positive there would be bruises. Nick moved up on his knees slightly and nearly came from the expression on your gorgeous face. “Right there, Nick! Right there!” You panted loudly feeling like you were losing your damn mind. Nick grinned savagely as he began hitting your G-Spot. His cock was tightening inside of you and he could feel his high coming on.

His hand left your bruised and slightly bloody thigh to rub your clit in a fast and rough manner, knowing it got you off the easiest. It wasn’t long until you nearly shouted his name out, your stomach exploding, and seeing stars behind your eyelids. Nick snarled continuing to slam into you in a sloppy manner as you purred at him, “Come inside of me, baby, let me feel you inside my cunt.”

Nick unraveled against your dirty words and groaned in ecstasy as he unloaded his milk into your still throbbing sex. He fell over you as the both of you basked in the after sex glow. Both still breathing harshly, bodies still buzzing, and intimate body parts still throbbing.

Originally posted by relationshipaims

_break_

Almost an hour later, there was a knock on your room. Sleepily, you raised your head from Nick’s chest to gaze at the shut door, “Who is it?” You asked sleepily.

“Dinner’s ready.” Madison called casually.

“Be there in a few.” You responded with a yawn.

You heard Madison’s footsteps vanish down the hall. You nuzzle your face into Nick’s chest before looking at his sleeping face, “Hey, loser.” You mumbled poking at his cheek.

Nick scrunched his face up and moved his face away from your prodding finger, “G-Go back to sleep, baby.” He mumbled tiredly.

You hummed thoughtfully and kissed him gently, “I wish I could but dinner is ready and I’m starving.”

Nick nipped at your lips and sucked your bottom lip into his mouth. You shifted your body against his and he responded with a throaty groan, “Fuck, fine.” You giggled victoriously before quickly putting on some clean clothes. Nick was shamelessly watching you as he continued to sit on the bed with the thin bed sheets covering his lower half. In that moment, with the fading light shining through the window, Nick looked carelessly handsome to the point you thought he was an angel.

You smiled in a loving way.

“I love you.”

Nick’s head shot up while he was wiggling into his boxers; he had been surprised. You rarely said the words but mostly in fear of what the world had become, but you had said it, and damn it, it made him want to take you on the bed again and show you exactly how much he loved you. He pulled on his pants and shirt and brought you into a rough but passionate kiss, “I love you too.” He whispered tenderly.

Your eyes lit up at his words and his heart stuttered foolishly.

You both peacefully made your way upstairs to the main deck to where the others were having dinner. Strand was surprisingly there. Nick held your chair out for you making Alicia and Chris gag playfully.

“God, you two make me sick.” Alicia teasingly smirked.

“That’s how I felt when you were born.” Nick replied smugly causing Madison to throw him an amused glare.

When the prayers were said, Strand was the one to speak up, “You sure are hungry, Y/N.” A hint of amusement was in his voice and smirk was on his dark face.

You blushed and mumbled, “I didn’t eat breakfast.” A white lie.

A lie he saw through, “Really? I could’ve swore I saw you eating out on the deck.” He mused.

You blushed down at your plate, “Well, I got hungry again, big deal.” You shrugged ignoring the snicker that came from Alicia, Chris, and Madison.

“I wonder what you were doing down there that made you hungry again.” Strand wondered almost making poor Travis choke on his food.

“Strand!” You cried out in horror.

The whole table erupted into fits of laughter and snickers at your horrified expression while Nick tried his best not to smile or laugh, “What? This might be an expensive ass boat but the walls are not that thick.” Strand chuckled in amusement at your reaction. He liked your reactions, they were so refreshing.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You replied hotly.

Strand grinned and gestured to your exposed neck, “Those love-bites prove otherwise because I distinctly remember you not having those marks two hours ago.” He kept teasing as your cheeks grew hotter and hotter.

“Fine! We had sex, okay!? Geez!” You threw your hands up in frustration.

Everyone was apparently extremely amused by your innocent reaction because the table was shaking in laughter. Nick, not being able to hold his laughter in, was red in the face from laughter. You pouted in your seat and glared at everyone; mostly at Strand who looked really proud of himself.

“Nick, my boy, you had more game then I thought you did.” Strand patted Nick’s shoulder.

Nick smirked but ducked his head when you swatted at his head, “Don’t you dare say anything to that!”

After an embarrassing dinner, Nick and you moved towards the deck to watch the sunset. Strand passed by with another cocky smirk, “Try not to screw up my deck.”

In which you threw a pillow in his direction that he swiftly caught with that stupid smirk. Nick chuckled and brought you into his side, “You’re so beautiful.” Nick whispered in your ear. He was leaning against the arm rest of the bench with you in between his legs. One had was running through your hair and the other was draped possessively around your mid-section.

“I love you.”

Nick’s heart stammered once more as he kissed your bare shoulder before nuzzling his face into your neck, “You were the best thing that ever happened to me, Y/N.” Nick whispered in a soft voice. You didn’t know how much you meant to him…hell, even he didn’t know how much you meant to him, but what he did know was that he’d do anything to keep you safe from this new, fucked up world.

He wouldn’t lose you.

He would make sure of it.

“I love you too.” Nick responded in a fragile tone.

Originally posted by lilpieceofmyworld

I hope you this was to your liking, whoever had asked for the imagine! I apologize if it wasn’t. I will start on the next imagine tomorrow!

My Dog Fluffy (1/2)

Bellamy is falling for the girl who walks his dog everyday, problem is he’s never actually met her. When she quits he thinks he’s lost his chance. But has he?

Based on a prompt I saw on tumblr.
“i hired a dog walking company and i’ve never met the person who comes to my apartment but they leave me really cute notes and they give my dog presents and i kind of love them because my dog does and ALSO one of the artists at this gallery opening is hella cute and i want them to paint me like one of their french girls AU”

Much thanks to the amazing thesongwithin for her help and support!

Read it here or on Ao3


It had started with a drawing of his dog with three heads.

Bellamy had hired a dog walking company because he had finally given up and admitted that his schedule as a professor aiming for tenure at Columbia University was not compatible with responsible dog ownership. He had really tried his hardest, but he couldn’t make the trek back to his shitty Greenpoint apartment from the campus more than once per day without completely losing his mind and he certainly couldn’t leave before 8 each day.

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