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Best Friends Forever (Michael Clifford)

Dedicated to my pea pod Sydney; she is a Clifford I swear.

You called your best friend Michael to come over and spend the very rainy afternoon with you and him being the sweet kitten he was agreed.
“Knock Knock.” A voice rang through the house in almost an angelic way. The platinum blonde tossed his car keys on the hall table and tossed his jacket onto the couch as if he had done it a million times before. It never bothered you when he made himself at home because in all honestly he was your home.
“KITTEN!!” You screamed jumping up into his arms; his face buried deep in your neck and his arms wrapped so tightly around your waist causing small butterflies to form in your stomach.
There was no denying the fact you were in love with your best friend, but for the sake of your friendship you decided against telling him how you felt.
“Whats it gunna be today Y/N? Movie night? Game night?” His soft, green eyes smiled at you while he waited your answer. (Eyes can smile yes)
“Movie Night?”
He nodded his head and threw you over his shoulder taking you up to your bedroom, like he had done so many times before.
A few movies in, your head fell onto his shoulder while your eyes strained to see his reaction. Due to the lack of reaction you remained in your position until his phone vibrated.
Careful to not move his shoulder to much he began to reply to the messege he had just received seconds earlier. You let your curiosity get the best of you as your snuck a peak at the bright screen below, according to the contact it was just Ashton. But according to the messege Michael was supposed to be seeing a girl today for a date.
‘You ready for your night tonight buddy?’
The text read, you quickly looked away as your heart shattered in a matter of seconds.
You thought Michael was going to stay the night like he usually did for these get togethers, and also a bit frusterated at the fact he never told you about a date.
Your head shot up from his shoulder and you sat looking at the television screen in annoyance, earning you a questioning look from the slightly tierdsome Michael.
“What?” You snapped in reply to his furred brows and questioning eyes.
“Whats wrong Y/N?”
Suddenly an angry cloud formed above your head as you jumped out of the bed and stormed down the stairs in a fit. You too questioned your actions but you were to upset to care, Michael has had girlfriends before and while it hurt you were glad he was happy, but the fact he didnt mention this new girl hurt you more then the fact he was seeing someone.
“Y/N!” His Australian accent thick in worry as he ran down the stairs to chase you.
“WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME ABOUT HER MICHAEL!?” His green eyes widen at your words, and he took a small step forward.
“What are you talking ab-”
“Your date. I saw Ashtons messege Michael.” A sigh left his dark pink lips as he ran his hand through his messy hair; a sign of his frusteration.
“Y/N, First off dont you dare secretly read MY messeges then storm off like a baby. Second, stop assuming shit.” He quietly shouted making you jump a bit but also making you slightly turned on die to the fact you always loved that he wasnt afarid to call you out on your bullshit.
“No. No buts Y/N, im past caring right now. You want to know what girl he was fucking talking about?”
You nodded softly as he made his way towards you grabbing your waist and pushing you against the wall with a minimal amount of force followed by him slamming his lips against yours.
Your lips molded together like a set of hands in ceramics class; your hands finding their way into his hair. The not so gentle kitten let his tounge slide along your bottom lip asking for entrance but you denied his attempt by taking his bottom lip between your teeth and tugging softly earning a a soft groan from Michael.
An unspoken fire ignited between the two of you, years worth of passion pushed into a moments kiss.
He broke away for a mere second as he whispered “jump.”
You obeyed his command and wrapped your legs tightly around his waist while his hands held you up by your bum.
The two of you made your way back to your room while your attached your lips to his perfect neck.
The minute you felt his weight ontop of you, you couldnt contain it anymore; you tugged at his shirt untill he smirked at you and pulled it up over his head. “Its only fair if you do the same baby girl.”
“Do the honors kitten.” Nicknames didnt change but your eyes did; a fire erupted within your Y/E/C eyes and the confident rone in your voice caused the bulge in the friendly boys pants to grow.
Your shirt flew to the other side of the room, while his jeans got tossed to the side along with your plaid pajama pants.
His beautiful green eyes softened as they looked up and down your body.
“You’re so beautiful.”
You looked him up and down and smiled softly rolling your eyes playfully. “Its not like you havent seen me in my bra and underwear before, or even a bathing suit. I’ve changed in front of you for crying out loud Clifford.” He chuckled softly and the fire returnes to his eyes about as quick as it left and he ran a gentle hand down your stomach causing your to groan by the teasing gesture.
He lowered his lips to your ear and nibbled it softly. “Yeah but this time i can touch..” his voice trailed off but his lips remained next to your ear. His hand ran back up your body massaging your boob softly. “And kiss..” he continued to massage your breast as his lips kissed the other softly then he returned to your ear. “And remove the extra clothing.” He unclasped your bra and tossed it alomg with the other torn away clothes and squeezed your bare boob firmly while swirling his tounge softly around the nipple of the other breast.
A sense of pleasure ran up your body as you let out a few moans causing Michael to feel more acomplished and more confident.
He began to suck softly while he let his hand run down your side and down your thigh, exploring all the parts of you he had seen but never touched.
He hovered over you and smiled kissing your lips once again, you took your opportunity and flipped the two of you over while you straddled him, you felt his rock hard member underneath you and you smirked at him as you slowly rubbed yourself against him. His eyes shut and his mouth opened letting a small moan escape his lips, causing you to pull his boxers down and take hold of his throbbing member and began to pump him a few times. He flipped yall over once again allowing him to hover over you with a smug smirk spread across his face.
You were sure not to break eye contact as you reached down and began to pump him once again, his eyes shut and his head tilted back as more moans escaped his mouth, you watched his arms shake and his eyes roll back in pleasure.
Without hesitation or a moment to prepare he thrusted inside of you making you moan, Michael took the opportunity to run his tounge along your lip and fought for dominance with your tounge. He moved his lips from yours to your neck and began to add beautiful brusies to your neck while he trusted in and out of you repeatedly.
“You feel nice around me baby girl.” He grunted causing you to go over the edge. Your walls tightened around his pulsing member causing yalls moans to increase in volume. You werent going to last much longer but according to Michael’s sloppy trusts and weak arms he wasnt going to either. You both reached your inevitable highs and released, Michael plopped down next your naked body and chuckled a tired huffy laugh.
“We didnt just fuck.” He laughed.
“Michael.. I love you.” You blurted out, in your eyes that wasnt fucking because you put all of your passion into it, all the love you had for him.
“Y/N listen. We didnt just fuck. I love you too baby girl.”


Today, on this sacred holiday of Black thursday I want to let you all know what I’m thankful for.
I’m thankful for the entire Misconceptions trilogy era which has brought us so many wonderful things. The introduction of platinum Jjong, pencil pants Taemin, Selene 6.23, Minho’s dream girl rap, shinee’s wonderful day, Onew’s deep notes in WSS, that tiny horse, that thrust onew did during dream girl choreo, the entire dream girl choreo, Dream Girl in general, long blonde key, so much onkey insta, I could go on but I’ll stop. Happy Black thursday everyone!

vivividivici  asked:

1, 2, 3, 6, 10-shinee (this is tohe4rt :o)

1. What’s my favorite Girl Group song as of now? 

as of now it’s black pink’s playing with fire 

2. What’s my favorite Boy Group song as of now? 

[incoherent screaming] teLL ME WHAT TO DO OHHH 

3. What’s my favorite MV as of now?

shinee mttm 

6. Who’s my favorite solo artist?


10. What is my favorite SHINee photoshoot as of now?

their nylon one is my fave mostly because blonde key 

Casey Cook - November 23, 2016 at 08:52AM

Kick off Thanksgiving with Stereotomy at the shore! New wave rock and roll party tonight 7pm at Margaritaville Hollywood Beach Resort bandshell stage! Special guest Blond John on keys!

He couldn’t remember the last he had played Chopin without a bitter pain in his heart, and yet as his fingers danced along the keys, the blonde closed his eyes as he fell deep into the music. The first Nocturne had always been a favorite of the immortal, the sheer passion that could be conveyed with every crescendo with the arpeggios, and the dissonance that would be resolved only half a second later. Something about it spoke to his soul, so much that he did not notice the lord entering the room as he transitioned into the second of “Op. 9”.

Yet as his eyes opened after several measures, his pale gaze fixated on the man for a moment as memories of long ago flooded his mind. How he used to play for Henry, small ways to distract them both when a night of hedonism did not seem to be enough; an escape into pure serenity when nothing else seemed to matter, where stresses of life did not even touch the duo.  Dorian did not stop playing, instead his focus returned to the ivory keys before him and the sheet music he hardly glanced at, the pieces having since been memorized over years of practice.

As he continued to work his way through the Nocturne, the lord’s existence seemed to become tuned out as Dorian once again became consumed by the music, his expressions reflecting an innocence that had since diminished. However, in those moments, it did not matter, with that music; Dorian was not a hedonist who had sold his soul. No, he was merely a young man with the world ahead of him still, just as Henry was a man who had not corrupted him with a book.

When the playing finally ceased, Dorian picked up the sheet music that rested upon the top of the grand piano and began to ponder what piece he desired to play next. He highly considered the notion that he would need to buy more music, learn a new piece, though he had not a notion of what. Perhaps something of Haydn or another Mozart piece should be considered, or even Beethoven.  

“Is there something you would wish for me to play Henry?” He asked, his voice delicate as he broke the moment of silence.


anonymous asked:


aHJDG A ANON IK BUT from the pictures i saw (which were like…..four) i saw kinda orange kinds light light brown so honestly we wont be sure of his hair colour BUT today he posted a pic on ig where his hair was light brown so!!! but it could be for the comeback!!!!! idk bout the mv tho bc the day after it was announced shinee was done with filming the mv they went to the award thing to recieve the prime minister award and key had light brown hair so idk…!! bUT LETS HOPE HE GOES FULL ON BLONDE TBH I NEED BLONDE KEY!!!!

Legally Blonde Opening Sequence Analysis

Legally Blonde contains the common elements of a comedy film as it demonstrates the main character and narrative.

From the beginning of the opening two minutes of Legally Blonde, the image is slightly blurred, to make the titles of the institutions more prominent on the screen, and to avoid distraction for the audience member with the movement in the background. The background is her distorted blonde hair, which relates the introduction of the film  and main character, instantly allowing the audience to make that connection. At 0:16-0:19, the picture sharpens and it becomes clear that Reese Witherspoon’s character, Elle, is brushing her hair (close-up) as the title ‘Legally Blonde’ appears. The title and action are simultaneous in order to highlight the character’s importance to the film and how her blonde hair relates to the title of ‘Legally Blonde’ and key theme of prejudice and stereotyping - particularly regarding hair colour.

The opening sequence includes a series of quick cuts between Elle 'getting ready’ in her bedroom and another unknown blonde girl collecting signatures on a card for Elle. They used a fast-paced cutting technique to convey the idea that the two scenes are happening parallel to each other and to create a sense of fluidity in the opening sequence. This is added to when the camera uses a tracking technique to show Elle brushing her hair again (close-up) and to follow the cyclist over the bridge (wide shot), creating a likeness in both scenes through the use of tracking in both as well as adding to the mobility and smooth switches between scenes.

During the period between 0:40-0:52, the camera is handheld, mimicing the movement of the cyclist on her bike, the filming jostling and swerving as you would while cycling. This creates a sense of verisimilitude and it allows the audience to relate to the character as they feel as if they are involved in the scene. This is furthered by the tracking shot used in the same time frame where we switch between watching the blonde girl cycle (mid-shot) and what she views (point of view shot) e.g. the group of shirtless males wrestling, adding to the feeling of being present in the film.

There are a variety of shots where the camera is still and there is exaggerated movement in the frame (0:55) which creates a sense of energy and engages and focuses the audiences attention on watching the film.