beat boxing to my heart

anonymous asked:

I don't even know how to react every time I see the gif of their boxes packed my heart skips a beat this is so domestic? good? wholesome? it's so good for them I jus wanna cry a little

so i wasn’t really surprised during most of that video but 10:32-10:39 really got to me..? moving theories were smth a lot of people believed in for a very long time and although we had a lot of good plausible evidence, nothing was concrete and people still had doubt. but now.. seeing their apartment literally reduced to cardboard boxes? after years of practically living inside that apartment with them due to how familiar we were with every nook and cranny of it? after months of speculating that we may have to imminently familiarize ourselves with an entirely new place? it feels like god slapping me in the face.. it doesn’t feel real..

Kismet – A Hiddleswift Drabble

His eyes roam around the room, resting his gaze momentarily on each person as he does so, his heart warming as he takes in the sight of their smiles and laughter.  This was exactly the evening he envisioned.  The perfect evening for her.

They had made their way to the restaurant under the cover of darkness a few hours before.  He simply telling her to trust him when she would ask where they were going.  I always trust you, she would smile.  

Her mother had called a few days before.  He had sat in his chair pretending to read a book as he listened to the sound of happiness inflected in Taylor’s voice as they spoke.  And when she hung up, he couldn’t help but not a different inflection, a small hint of sadness, though she never said so.  

He knew she missed them, knew that the greatest part of the reason she missed them was due to her desire to be with him and their desire to keep their relationship private for the time being.  He knew all too well what missing someone you love felt like.  He had felt it extensively and painfully during the time she was absent from him.  

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Being Him

Requested by @winterladybr (Hope you like it>)

Based on the song: Why Can’t He Be You? by Nora Jones

 “He takes me to the places you and I used to go
He tells me over and over that he loves me so
He gives me love that I never got from you
He loves me too, his love is true
Why can’t he be youHe never fails to call and tell me I’m on his mind
And I’m lucky to have such a guy, I hear it all the time
And he does all the things that you would never do
He loves me too, his love is true
Why can’t he be youHe’s not the one who dominates my mind and soul
And I should love him so ‘cause he loves me, I know
But his kisses leave me coldHe sends me flowers, calls on the hour, just to prove his love
And my friends say when he’s around that I’m all he speaks of
And he does all the things that you would never do
He loves me too, his love is true
Why can’t he be youHe’s not the one who dominates my mind and soul
And I should love him so 'cause he loves me, I know
But his kisses leave me coldHe sends me flowers, calls on the hour, just to prove his love
And my friends say when he’s around, I’m all he speaks of
And he does all the things that you would never do
He loves me too, his love is true
Why can’t he be you”

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Don't Tell Me Its Over

@lclb12 inspired this sequel to my Adam Cole fic All in the Game.​

Your relationship is growing with Adam but then things get serious.

A little smutty, a little fuffy, a little angsty.

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Secret Admirer (Pietro x reader)

Request:  Can I request a fluffy Pietro one? Maybe she’s a spy not necessarily an avenger and every day she gets a gift but doesn’t know it’s from him

Again, sorry for the long wait. But here it is, finally. Enjoy! 

word count: 2232 (I’m sorry. I got carried away)

“You know, when you asked me to babysit you, I didn’t necessarily think it was to cover your ass so you wouldn’t get killed,” Natasha threw her body against the abandoned car, ducking behind it for cover as she shot down a member.

“Well,” you cocked a brow as you aimed at the street lamp that was illuminating the area a little too well. “You should’ve known since that’s apparently all you complain about whenever I’m out with you,” you pulled the trigger on the gun as the bulb exploded loudly, causing the street to dark.

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Remember. (Harry Styles One Shot)

A/N: This was my very first one shot I wrote last year. I posted it on wattpad but now I decided to post it here as well. Hehe. Yup, I was inspired by Harry’s Vine video. Hope you guys like it! xx

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Verona, Italia.

“Lets do a Vine video!" Harry exclaimed. We were in Verona, Italy. The boys were going to do a concert tonight. Harry insisted for me to go with him because he said it was one of their most important shows and of course, because it’s a very beautiful place. So I said yes, even though I almost got fired from my job. 

 Harry ran up the stadium stairs like a little child excited to see his friends and admire the view. "Paul, you got the camera ready?” he asked. “Already recording.” Paul smiled. Harry was wearing a KISS t-shirt, my favorite. A pair of skinny black jeans, white converse and a lovely brown fedora. I always tell him he looks like baby John Mayer when he wears fedoras and he laughs. I smile at the thought. How did I got so lucky? I’ve been dating Harry Styles for almost three years now.

“Wait for it, babe.” Harry smiled at me as he reached the last stair of the stadium.

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Dean Ambrose Imagine - greygirlambrose

Here is some late Valentine’s Day vibes for all you wonderful people – romantic dean requested by @greygirlambrose

Today was Valentine’s Day. And it sure as hell didn’t feel like it. Although we didn’t have Raw or Smackdown, I was packed with interviews and plans that I couldn’t get out of. I hadn’t seen Dean all day as I was out all over the city we were in. I couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel and maybe spend some time with him without sleeping within 15 minutes of my arrival.
I was about to go in for yet another interview with yet another radio station and I was feeling exhausted. I went over to the coffee machine to make myself some coffee and keep myself energized for the rest of the never ending day.
Along with all the bullshit I had, I was feeling quite down cause me and Dean hadn’t even planned something for day. I mean yeah, I’m busy and all but I was hoping we would fit in something. Dean’s romantic side was hard to see so I wasn’t even expecting anything but I was still secretly hoping for something.
The interview went by quickly and smoothly, with half of it being concerning me and Dean and the other concerning my career in WWE. The interviewer was thankfully not intrusive, I would have totally snapped if he were with all my exhaustion.
I checked my phone to see that I had five messages and two missed calls, all from Dean. I quickly checked my calendar to confirm that I was done for the day, and went back to viewing my messages.
“Babe when are you coming back?”
“I miss you”
“Cupid’s here”
“You come here right this minute.”
“How long is left?”
I chuckled lightly and sighed in relief as I saw that Dean was in a good mood and had his inner silliness coming out – also something that you don’t see much of.
I quickly walked down the stairs and walked into the car that was waiting for me to take me back to the hotel. On the way there, I sent a message to Dean saying that I’m soon there. He quickly replied with a large smiley face and a bunch of kisses. Again I smiled at his reply and couldn’t wait to get there.
As soon as the car arrived near the hotel, I thanked the driver and quickly made my way in. I entered the elevator and waiting anxiously to get to our room, I simply couldn’t wait to see Dean. Our jobs made it so easy to see each other yet so hard to spend time with each other.
I made my way down the corridor as my heels clicked against the marble floors. I quickly brought out my room card and walked in, immediately gasping at the sight. I couldn’t believe this.
Dean had set up a table with delicious looking food and he was standing near it wearing a tux and holding a bunch of roses. I was at a loss of words as I brought my hand up to my mouth. I never knew Dean would do this for me.
“Dean,” I whispered. No one had ever done such a thing for me.
“Before you say something, I just want to remind you, that I love you with all my heart and you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” He said to me, with a slight blush to his cheeks.
I never saw this side of Dean, and I wish he let it out more because it was one of the most beautiful sights that this world can offer. At least my world anyway.
I ran up to him and hugged him tightly. I was so lucky to have him in my life and I don’t know what I did to deserve such a person that showed me so much love and respect.
“Dean, thank you so much,” I breathed into his chest as he held me close to him. I looked up at him and could see the warmness and happiness in his eyes as he looked down at me, and I’m sure mine mirrored his. “I love you so much,” I said, kissing his cheek.
The light rose tint to his cheeks returned once again as he smiled widely. “I’m glad you liked this idea,” he said, pointing towards everything while keeping a tight grip on my waist.
“Oh I love it Dean,” I said, lightly pecking his lips.
“And um, I have something else,” he muttered, almost seeming shy. I was glad that I had bought him something myself for this day, or else I would be feeling very guilty and empty handed.
He reached into this pocket and pulled out a small box. My heart skipped a beat as he opened the box and held a heart shaped locket in my sight. I had managed to not cry before, but now it was close to impossible.
“Dean…” I said, caressing his cheek. “There’s more,” he said, winking at me. He took the necklace in hand and opened the locket. Inside, was our first photo, fitted perfectly and staring back at me.
Inevitably, a tear rolled down my cheek as I once again held on to Dean for dear life. He held me back and I could feel his happiness radiating off of him. “Thank you,” I said, feeling awfully grateful for having him in my life. He quickly slipped the necklace around my neck and hugged me back while kissing my forehead.
“What do you say we eat that dinner in bed?” he said cheekily. I nodded at his idea and quickly got rid of my clothes, grabbed a shirt of his and jumped in bed. I smirked at him as he chuckled, while ridding himself of the suit and bringing the food on the bed. As soon as he was near me, I cuddled into his chest and sighed, thanking the gods above for being blessed by such a wonderful human being.

Jack J Imagine (Happy)

Jack J Imagine (Happy)
Request: I don’t know if you take requests or not but I love your writing and I wanted to know if I can have like an imagine where you had been dating Jack Johnson for a really long time now and he gets dared to break up with you over the phone for like a video or something and you were so surprised and heartbroken that you hung up before he had the chance to explain it was a joke and you avoid his calls and texts until finally he gets a hold of you and does something really cute to get you back?
Oh this will be fun and interesting :)
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JACK J POV
“Hey guys so today’s video Jack and I will be reading off truths and dares that you guys tweeted using the hashtag #Jackstruthordare,” I said as I motioned to Jack, who was seated beside me.
“Shall we begin Johnson?” Gilinsky said rubbing his hands together.
“We shall,” I replied.
“Truth or Dare?” He asked in a funny tone.
“Let’s go with truth some of y'all are scary I don’t know what to expect from your dares,” I said slightly scared.
“Alright,” Gilinsky said as he looked at the tweets. “First question. Which of the Magcon boys would you date? And why? It can’t be yourself,” Jack read off his phone. I thought about it for a before answering.
“Shawn because everyone loves Shawn,” I said and Gilinsky just looked at the camera and nodded. “Alright Gilinsk truth or dare?” I asked him.
“Hmm I shall pick dare,” He said as he stroked his chin. I looked onto my phone to find a dare for him before I read it off.
“Go next door and ask to borrow their flour,” I read off  before snickering. Jack didn’t like his neighbors they weren’t nice. I wasn’t too fond of them either but do it for the video. I heard him groan but we got up and I followed him outside with the camera. I stayed a safe distance but I had a good enough angle to see Jack and the front door. I saw Jack give the camera a thumbs up before he knocked on the door. I could see him silently praying that she didn’t answer the door, but I guess God was a bit busy because it opened.
“What do you want?” She asked roughly and I couldn’t help but shiver at the tone in her voice.
“Hi Mrs. Lindral, I was wondering if I could borrow your flour?” Jack asked timidly. She looked so confused and I almost burst out laughing.
“NO! You cannot! Now get off of my porch!” She demanded and Jack practically jumped off the porch. I couldn’t stop laughing.
“Oh that was hilarious,” I told him but he didn’t look as amused.
“Maybe for you,” He muttered.
We got back inside and set the camera back on the tripod and continued to film the video.
“Truth or Dare?” Jack asked.
“Dare.”
He looked through his phone for a couple of seconds before a smile grew on his face and I knew I wasn’t going to like this.
“I dare you, well the fan dares you to prank call y/n and break up with her,” He said with a smirk and my heart literally went to the pit of my stomach. I couldn’t do that to y/n. I looked at Jack with pleading eyes but he just shrugged.
I eventually gave in. I pulled out my phone and dialed y/n’s number and I thought of what to say while the phone rang. I was praying she wouldn’t pick up but apparently God was still busy because she picked up in the middle of the fourth ring.
“Hello?” She asked and I smiled at the sound of her voice, then frowned at the fact that I was about to break up with her. Well “fake break up” still.
“Hey babe it’s me,” I said into the phone before taking a shaky breath. “Look, there’s something I want to talk to you about,” I said timidly. My heart was beating really fast and I was practically swimming in sweat.
“What is it?” She asked.
“Well we’ve been dating for a really long time almost four years. And I think that we should take a break,” I said. I was freaking out on the inside.
“Wait what?” She asked and I didn’t want to have to repeat myself.
“I think we should take a break,” I said again. Then the call ended. I looked to Jack with wide eyes. “Sh*t!” She thinks it’s real now. I would never break up with y/n I love her with all of my heart. I honestly think she is the woman I want to marry we just need to wait longer.
I tried calling her back but she wouldn’t answer.
“Jack what do we do?” I ask frantically.
“I don’t know. I’m sorry man I didn’t think this would happen,” He said scratching the back of his head. I’m doomed!
Y/N’s POV
What just happened? After four years? And over the phone? His words kept playing over and over again in my ears.
“I think we should take a break.” WHY? I sprawled myself out on my bed and just stared at the ceiling. The plain pale ugly chicken yellow colored ceiling that had no depth or texture. Jack had called me 14 times until eventually it stopped. Eventually the plain pale ugly chicken yellow colored ceiling got monotonous looking and it hurt my eyes so I turned away with tears streaming down my cheeks and buried my face into my pillow.
I thought Jack was the guy for me. I was ready to spend the rest of my life with him…I guess he wasn’t though.
This hurt. So much. It hurt like hell. Jack had my heart and I trusted him with it. It’s like when you give someone a responsibility because you know it would be far better in their hands than in yours and because you trust them, but then suddenly that responsibility is shoved back onto you and you don’t know how to handle it. That was me right now. I had no idea how to handle my heart. I was so used to Jack being the main care taker of my heart and now I am that person. I always knew that I had to be responsible for my happiness at the end of the day but that doesn’t meant that I can’t love Jack and that I can’t be happy or want someone to share my days with.
I could literally feel myself shattering and falling apart.
I didn’t come out of my room the rest of the day, only for the bathroom. I slept for a majority of it. Eventually I decided to get a shower because I felt disgusting from crying my eyes out all day. When I got out of the shower I heard a knock on my bedroom door.
“What mom?” I asked slightly annoyed.
“Someone’s  here for you,” She said a bit too cheery for my liking,
“Give me a second I need to get dressed!” I shouted to her as I pulled on some sweatpants and a t-shirt. I brushed my hair before putting it back up into a messy bun. I then opened my bedroom door but there was no one there. I looked around before I spotted something on the floor. A letter. I picked it up and opened it. What is this? I was too tired to deal with anything like this. I stood in my doorway and read the letter.
“Dear y/n, I am so sorry! It was a prank call I got dared to do for a video. You hung up before I could explain. I’m so sorry, I would never break up with you. I love you too much for that. We have been together for four years and I think you’re the one. The one I want to spend the rest of my life with,” I read out loud and I couldn’t help but smile and gasp. When I looked up from the letter Johnson was kneeling down on one knee and Gilinsky was behind him with a video camera.
Johnson grabbed my hand and held it.
“When you hung up I got so scared. I didn’t know what you would do. I was hoping you wouldn’t shut me out but you weren’t returning any of my calls. Gilinsky then helped me coming up with the idea of surprising you. But I don’t regret that dare,” He told me and I rose an eyebrow. “But not because I wanted to break up with you. But by doing so I realized how special and important you are to me and how much I need you in my life,” He said before reaching behind him and pulling out a black velvet box. My heart was beating 204820023 times a second as I stared at it wide eyed and a huge grin plastered on my face. “So y/full/n will you marry me?” He asked as he opened the box. I couldn’t say anything as I jumped up and down and nodded my head. I jumped into his arms and hugged him so tightly.
“Thank you so much I love you,” I whispered into his ear as his arms snaked around my waist and hugged me tightly. Then my mom and dad came out from behind the corner with huge smiles on their faces.
“You knew?” I asked them incredulously.
“Of course we knew, this kid had to ask for my blessing before he could ask you,” Dad said and I smiled before I ran over and gave my father a huge hug.
“WE’RE GETTING MARRIED!” I shouted with a huge smile on my face as I ran into Johnson’s arms once again. And I couldn’t wait to do that for the rest of my life. To be able to run to him, hold him, talk to him, touch him, smell him, dance with him, kiss him, listen to him, love him for the rest of my life was I all I really needed to make me happy. But in this moment right now, I have never been happier in my life.
“Thank you,” I whispered one last time to Johnson as I hugged him.
*A COUPLE HOURS LATER*
JACK J’S POV
“Yeah guys that was my proposal to y/n. I was not planning for the video to turn out that way but I’m really glad it did and I hope that you all are really supportive of it because I love her with all my heart. Thank you so much for everything and maybe next time I see you I will be a married man and the luckiest guy on the planet,” I said with a wink before shutting the camera off.
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I think it’s okay…..I don’t know  but then again I never know. I hope y'all had a great week and I hope you have a better weekend.
xoxo

-simplicational’s queen

Open Air

Out there, in the incongruous light
of a stage set among tall trees,
I was only more aware of your grip

on my inner voice, star tracks
spelling trouble inside my thighs.
There’s a net now catching the world

before it invades my senses; yours
to the core, heat passes through
your words and my words for you first.

I wasn’t aiming to be claimed and yet
I relish every step so bound to you,
each crossing, each inch of resistance

a thrill, chills licking down my arms.
Like a music box the sky slides ajar,
and my heart beats there like a drum.

I Love You More (Louis)

Original request: Could you do a Louis imagine where you guys are dating and you find the ring ??

“Y/N, do you need any help?” I placed the mashed potatoes on the table and walked into the living room where my four favorite boys were sat playing FIFA. Niall looked over at me and raised his eyebrows.

“No, but thank you for asking, Niall.” I was ignored by the other boys expect for Louis. He winked at me and blew me a kiss. I smiled and went back to the kitchen. We had dinner with the boys once a week and we always took turns cooking. This time it was Louis’ turn and I ended up cooking. Which shouldn’t come as a surprise because I always ended up cooking every time anyway.

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