playlist for november [listen]

i. olla - jhene aiko; ii. buzzin - alina baraz; iii. idgaf - dua lipa; iv. try this - necklace;  v. buzzcut season - lorde; vi. im closing my eyes - potsu; vii. my boy - billie eilish; viii. loving is easy - rex orange county; ix. flowers - hare squead; x. not so different - willow; xi. broken clocks - sza; xii. feelings - hayley kiyoko.

  • Branch: From now on, we will be using code names. You can address me as Eagle One.
  • Branch: Creek, code name -- Been There, Done That.
  • Branch: Poppy is -- Currently Doing That.
  • Branch: Guy Diamond is -- It Happened Once in a Dream.
  • Branch: Cooper, code name -- If I Had To Pick A...Whatever You Are.
  • Branch: DJ Suki is -- Eagle Two.
  • DJ Suki: Oh thank God.
Behind The Towel

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Summary: You’re at your mom’s house with your kids when your husband sends you a very NSFW photo while he’s away.

Word Count: 1,116

Warnings: children (because apparently that needs a warning), a stubborn toddler, NSFW photo under the cut, embarrassment, sexting, implied smut

A/N: @wayward-girl sent me this photo and my brain just kicked into overdrive so… here ya go. This is also my (very late - I’m so, so sorry) submission for @frickfracklesackles‘s 1,000 Followers Celebration Challenge. My prompt was “I don’t know whether to worship at your feet or spank the living shit out of you.” and is bolded below.

Jared was in Los Angeles, shooting some promo shoot for something he wouldn’t tell you about. It seemed sketchy, but you shrugged it off for the most part. Packing up the kids, you headed for your mom’s house, knowing she’d listen to your worrying about there being another woman while also helping you with Jake and Lauren. 

Day two without Jared, and you were missing him. You woke up that morning and shot him a text, just saying, “Wish you were here,” with a kissing emoticon. After laying in bed for ten more minutes with no reply, you sighed and planted your feet on the floor. Trudging to the kitchen, you clutched the warm black mug between your hands, savoring every single sip of the holy liquid you were taking in.

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And I Thought You Might Be Mine

*click through to read on ao3

Written by: Nai | @hiddenpolkadots
Prompt: Tol: is that my shirt?
Smol, wearing a shirt that goes down to their knees: … no
words: 2500

Bellamy is aware that living with Clarke was going to come with some challenges.

(Or, as Octavia put it, rather excitedly, “It’s going to be a total fucking shitshow, and Raven and I have a bet going on who would commit murder first.”)

But despite their friends utmost certainty that things were going to crash and burn within the first week, they’ve been happily living together for the past six months, so he made sure to tell them to suck it after they hit the two week mark, because he’s a responsible adult.

That isn’t to say that it’s a walk in the park either. He and Clarke still argue about every little thing, but that’s just how they communicate. Now they just add arguing about domestic things such as whose turn it is to do the dishes, or why hasn’t he taken out the trash yet into the mix as well. He maybe likes it a bit too much, but no one needs to know about that.

He’s also become privy to a lot more of her quirks which- he likes to think that being friends, or at least acquaintances, with Clarke for over four years meant that he knew her fairly well, but once they move in, it becomes a whole other story.

For example, he learns that despite being left handed, she brushes her hair and teeth with her right, she always has to keep a full cup of water on her bedside table at night, and she needs more pillows than necessary to sleep.

Perhaps the most interesting quirk of hers is that she’s always stealing his clothes, all the fucking time.

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  • Poppy: This is my boyfriend, Branch, and this is Branch's boyfriend, Creek.
  • King Peppy: I'm sorry, I don't understand how this relationship works.
  • Poppy: Oh, well, it's simple! I'm straight for Branch, and he's straight for me, but he's gay for Creek, and Creek's gay for Branch, and I hate Creek.

anonymous asked:

do you have any workout or dieting tips?

yeah actually, and it’s kinda just one tip:

Prioritize your own happiness. Put your happiness first and foremost and above everything else if you’re planning on taking up a diet and exercise routine.

Because society has done an incredibly malicious job of making diet and exercise about self-hatred. I don’t think I even need to explain this one. Marketed diets and exercises always come with taglines about “buy this product and you’ll lose [an unreasonably large amount of weight] in [an unreasonably short amount of time] and then you’ll look exactly like this bikini model and finally, finally, after all these years and years, you can stop hating yourself!!!!!!” **

( ** “Disclaimer: We’re the ones who made you start hating yourself at age ~10 because we’ve been bombarding you with images and messages that say your body isn’t good enough and you should hate it and change it.”)

That mindset is toxic, and malicious, and cruel, and absolutely mentally and physically exhausting to live with if food and exercise are suddenly only about weightloss. So many people, and young girls especially, will attempt dangerous, unhealthy, desperate things to alter their body to society’s ideal, and society will encourage them to do it.

For the love of god, do not approach this as a means of punishment against your body for not being what you want it to be. It’s debilitating.

That being said, healthy eating and exercise can absolutely improve your life. Running is a great stress reducer. Listening to cheesy boppy bubblegum pop songs while running to the beat is damn good for your soul. The endorphins that exercise releases make you feel better, more content, more accomplished. Healthy eating will make your body feel and function better.

So if you’re going to take up a diet and exercise routine, please do it for these reasons. Do it to feel happy. Do it because you want to feel proud and accomplished with yourself. If you’re going to push yourself when you dont feel like running, push yourself because you’re mastering self-discipline, not because you’re trying to punish your body. If you’re self-conscious about your weight and want to lose some, let it be a possible and positive side effect of a lifestyle change, not an absolute goal. Don’t obsessively count calories. Don’t obsessively weigh yourself.

Go for runs because there’s a great new album you wanna listen to. Go for runs because your favorite anime updated and you wanna watch the episode on the TV/iPad in front of your treadmill. Go for walks outside because it’s pretty, and the air feels nice, and because you’ll see so many dogs out there. Make healthy food choices because you want your body to get the nutrients it needs. 

And if you want a triple fudge brownie with molten lavacake extra creamy chocolate filling, go eat the goddamn triple fudge brownie with molten lavacake extra creamy chocolate filling. It’ll taste great. Let yourself have that happiness.

anonymous asked:

Whenever I get sad I imagine how great it would be if someone would lock Harry and Louis in a room together and not let them out until they had a song. Can you tell I wish with all my heart that there comes a time 1D has a song with Harry and Louis as the ONLY songwriters?? I think it would be incredible!

I agree. Harry’s & Louis’ songwriting strengths seem, to me, to be complementary.

Harry is a melody and harmony guy first. I think he can come up with catchy hooks naturally (a rare talent). His lyrics tend toward the symbolic. The emotions in the songs are often intense and open-ended.

Louis has a gift for rhythm, especially complex, syncopated rhythms (listen to the openings of No Control, JLY, Strong). His lyrics can express complex emotions with simple, direct language (“I’m sorry if I say I need you/ I don’t care, I’m not scared of love.”) in a way that everyone understands.

Listen to Perfect, the song they wrote together. It’s a clever puzzle of a song, full of sardonic indirecting and ironic address (the lyrics sound like they’re for an imaginary lucky date, but they may actually be directed toward each other, with a loaded and sad meaning of not being able to be openly affectionate), yet, on the surface, a hummable, boppy pop song.

They’re so smart individually, such talented musicians, but also a great duo. I didn’t even mention how their voices are heaven together. They complement each other like no other.