but i really like that shot


I’m really not sure about the ending but I didn’t want to keep you waiting any longer! Thank you for reading and for being so excited about me writing again after months of nothing- it means the whole world and more (also thank you if you’ve even bothered to read this boring, sappy note). 

Enjoy my lovelies and let me know your thoughts, I’m quite proud of the most part of this xx

Originally posted by ohstylesno

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i remember really liking the couple shots in wonder woman where she climbs up the stairs and they have The Outfit Reveal and that Stuck with me and i wasn’t sure entirely why because it’s simple really, there’s closeups on the shield and her bracers and boots as she climbs the ladder and we don’t see her at all until shes standing up and i just?? why is this so cool to me

then i realized that there’s no “sexy pan-up”

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{ kiss and don’t tell }

pairing: sugar daddy!tjeffs x reader

prompt: i have the lovely @librarychild to thank for the prompt. 

“kiss her goodbye like you might never see her again and kiss her hello like you really believed you wouldn’t”

tags:  @toonerzchatz @promisesandmore @itsallexmallory @impala-moose @jaydiggs1218 @fierydaemon @slightlysouless @jzzyjones @wiindmill @whitestorm547 @hamilturnt @fearless-butterfly99 @littleblue5mcdork @arostrolgy @mcgrammer15 @fanagelbagel @mehrmonga @luna-lightwood-potter @strawbirby @21donutlover @alienboymax @hamilbroke @tailored-shirt-tails @wolfphantom-m @moonchildcharm @shadowthepiratecat @english-muffin-top @iamivyfeather @louisianaspell @lastfallenstar @thataudreydork @moonqueerr @niixxo @sarmar29 @a-mistake-tbh @notquiteanobsession @me-idiedforhim @ghostieatemymoxie @arostrolgy @martapetrovic @thomas-jefferdad @justwannaseesomegoddamnlolfanart @that-gay-fangirl

t/w: none!

a/n: comin at you with another red velvet one shot because i love this universe lol! enjoy!

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You folded up your clothes and stuck them into your duffle bag quietly. This was routine. You’d stay with Thomas for the weekend or maybe a couple times during the week before you had to go again. 

You looked around the bedroom once more, checked the bathroom too, before finally zipping up your bag. You had everything. You were ready to go.

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Faking it part 2


So this is the second part to this fic I wrote yesterday.

I really hope you like it and I’m sorry if there’s anything wrong with it, I’ve tried to do my best

I don’t know if this is any good but I just really feel like writing a second part :)

Hope you like it!!


Sana bounced the ball several times before shooting. She smiled to herself when she made the shot with a perfect technique. It was summer and since she wasn’t meeting her friends till a few hours later she had decided to play some basketball meanwhile.

She thought she was alone but she realized she was wrong when she heard someone clearing his throat behind her.

“Hi” she said as she turned around to face Yousef “I didn’t know you were here”

“Yeah, I came five minutes ago with Elias” he explained

“So…where is he?” Sana said looking around but not seeing her brother

“He’s inside I…I wanted to talk to you” Yousef said a little bit nervous


She frowned and left the ball on the floor.

“Everything okay?” she asked

“Yeah, yeah…I just…I need to ask you something”

“Yousef you’re making me nervous. Just say it”

“Okay…do you…do you remember how I pretended to be your boyfriend a few weeks ago?”

“Yeah…” she said hesitantly

“Well, I kind of…I kind of need you to do the same for me” he said looking at the floor embarrassed


“It’s my cousin’s birthday on Friday and he’s having this huge lunch party at his house with my cousins and some friends” he started to explain “And my cousins, they always tease because I don’t have a girlfriend and I don’t really care about it but I thought that since I helped you that other time maybe you could come with me and…you know…”

Sana raised her eyebrows in shock. She was not expecting Yousef to ask her that.


“It’s okay if you don’t want to. I mean you don’t owe me anything. It’s just that I don’t know maybe we even have a good time. My cousins are almost my age and they will bring their girlfriends and Elias and the boys are coming too so we won’t be on our own”


“It’s okay. You don’t want to. It’s fine, I completely understand it” he said way too fast

“Yousef!” she interrupted him “Of course I’ll do it. You helped me and now I help you”

“Are you sure?” he asked

“No, but I’m willing to try…I mean…we won’t have to…you know…I mean…” now she was the nervous one

“No, no, no, of course not. All you have to do is stand by my side and say you’re my girlfriend. Then we act like the friends we are. That’s all, you know I wouldn’t put you in a position where you could be uncomfortable”

“I know” she said smiling fondly at him because she did know.

“Great so…uh…I’ll pick you up at 12 on Friday…you and Elias and the boys, we can all go together”

“Okay, sounds good” she said nodding

He nodded too and turned around to leave

“Yousef!” she called after him

“Yeah?” he said looking at her

“Um…how long have we been dating? You know…in case they ask…” she said blushing

“Oh sure” he said chuckling “Well, last time I saw them was 3 months ago so…two months?”

“Two months it is” she smiled

“See you on Friday fake girlfriend” he said winking at her

“See you on Friday fake boyfriend” she laughed


“So, I heard you’re joining us today” Elias said as he leaned against the door frame of Sana’s bedroom

It was Friday morning and Sana was already prepared for Yousef to come and pick them up.

“Yes” she said as she looked in the mirror adjusting her blue hijab

“As Yousef’s girlfriend” Elias said smirking

“As Yousef’s fake girlfriend” she corrected him

“Is that how I have to introduce you then? This is Sana my sister and Yousef’s fake girlfriend”

Sana glared at him, her lips forming a line.

“I’m just saying that you two should just cut the act and date already. You’ve been pining for each other since you met”

“What? We haven’t. I don’t like Yousef and he doesn’t like me” Sana said crossing her arms on her chest

Now it was Elias the one glaring at her.

“Can you just leave me alone so I can get ready?” she said

Elias just shook his head and rolled her eyes before leaving the room.


“Wow” was all that Yousef said when he saw Sana

She smiled shyly at him and blushed.

“Yup, fake girlfriend, sure” Elias whispered to Mikael, Adam and Mutta as they all left the house and walked past by Yousef and Sana

“You look beautiful Sana” Yousef said

“Thanks” she said biting her lip

“Hey, you two, are we leaving or what?” Elias yelled from a few meters apart making both Yousef and Sana embarrassed.


“Wait, is this the Sana? As in Sana Bakkoush? Elias’ sister?” Yousef’s cousin, Hasan, asked after Yousef had introduced Sana as his girlfriend

“Yeah…” Sana said confused

“Well it’s about time, boy” Hasan said as he patted Yousef’s back. “This boy here has been talking about you since like forever”

Sana raised her eyebrows and smiled

“Has he?” she asked looking at Yousef amused

He was looking at his cousin, wide eyes, terrorized looked in his face

“Yes, he’s always like Sana this, Sana that, Sana…”

“Sana, I want to introduce you to more people, we’ll talk to you later Hasan” Yousef said as he stood between Sana and Hasan

Sana nodded and followed his lead once he started walking

“Don’t listen to him” Yousef blurted out as soon as Hasan couldn’t listen to them “I don’t talk about you. I mean I do, but because I talk about Elias and you’re his sister and…”

“Yeah, I get it” Sana said dryly slightly disappointed.

The thought of Yousef talking about her had made her happy, but it was clear that it wasn’t what she had thought.


Sana had to admit that she was having a really good time. Being around Yousef’s cousins didn’t make her uncomfortable at all, they were all really nice to her and had welcomed her in the family as soon as she had entered the house. It made her think about what it would be like to actually be Yousef’s girlfriend.


Yousef felt really happy. Seeing Sana having a good time surrounded by his cousins was like a dream come true. He had imagined so many times what would it be to be able to introduce Sana as his girlfriend, and even though he knew it was all a lie, seeing her with his family, it just felt right.


Elias, Mutta, Mikael and Adam left earlier than Yousef and Sana who decided to stay for a little bit longer since they were having so much fun.

Eventually they too decided to leave and Yousef offered to walk Sana home. They spent the whole way home talking about Yousef’s cousins, especially about how nice they all had been with Sana. Yousef was really happy to hear that, he loved seeing Sana smile and laugh.

“Well, here we are” Sana said as they reached her house

“Yeah…listen Sana thank you so much for today”

“Of course”

Yousef took a deep breath trying to gain the strength he needed to get the next words out

“So…I feel like I owe you now. Maybe I can invite you to dinner some time to thank you for the favor” he said biting his lip

“Oh, don’t worry about it, you don’t owe me anything” she said oblivious of what he really meant

“I insist, I mean, it’s the least I can do” Yousef brushing his hair with his hands nervously

“Seriously you don’t have to do that, you helped me first, I was just returning the favor”

“Sana, I’m trying to ask you out on a real date here and you’re not making it easy” he blurted out

“Oh…oh” Sana said taken aback by his bluntness

“So…what do you say? Would you like to go out with me some time?” he asked blushing

“Uh…I…” she tried to get the words out but she was still surprised by his question

“It’s okay, you don’t want to. It’s fine, seriously, it’s completely fine…I get it”

“Yousef” Sana interrupted him “Will you ever let me answer before you assume that I’m going to say no?”

“Sorry” he chuckled and bit his lip “So your answer is…”

“Yes, my answer is yes. I’d love to go on a date with you”

Yousef grinned widely at her and her smile matched his.

It seemed like what had started as fake was about to become something real.


So this is it!

I hope you’ve liked it!

Thank you so so much for reading

anonymous asked:

Hey, any fics where Bucky hates his family, like really hates his family, and tries to leave them or escape them? Preferably not explicit or heavy abuse tho. Not sure how to search for this. Thank you

ok heres my best shot, I could only think of two

Fury’s Fabulous Fantasies by toli-a (togina)

It’s the late ’30s, and men are out of work again, and Father La Guardia’s determined to shove all the queers right out of New York, just like Bucky’s father wants the queers out of his house. Steve’s determined to stick out his jaw and get it broken, and Bucky’s not sure what to do. Then the circus comes through, heading west, and maybe there are a few places left in this world for a boy like Bucky, and a crimson-lipped tornado named Steve.

No Sleep Til Brooklyn by herecomesbucktofuckshitup

Buck relaxes as he drives, coming to terms with the fact that this is actually happening, that he’s finally free. He smiles and hums along to the song on the radio, confidence growing with each mile marker he passes.

And then the blond in the back seat wakes up.

(Or the one where Bucky runs away from home and accidentally takes Steve with him)

anonymous asked:

Ren/Nora, 9

This is actually the only Renora thing I have ever written and this is a problem. It is a problem I intend to fix.

Also I can’t remember who it was but the headcanon about Nora being a math wiz comes from a JNPR headcanon post and I loved it so much that I decided to use it– if you know who it was let me know so I can credit them!

“Ren!” Nora launched herself into the air as Ren entered their dorm.

“Nora wait, I’m holding coffee–” There was a crash as Ren dropped the coffee mug and Nora landed safely in his arms. She knew she would– Ren always caught her. Ren sighed and shot her a look that said, really, Nora? “Was that necessary?”

Nora laughed, wrapping her arms around Ren’s neck like a sloth. “Yes. Yes it was.” She booped his nose before bouncing back to her feet. There was a squelch and Nora glanced down at her feet, screwing up her face at the puddle of coffee that she’d landed in that was soaking into the carpet. Now their room was going to smell like coffee for weeks–not that she minded, but she knew Pyrrha would hate it. She didn’t like coffee at all–come to think of it, Ren didn’t either.  “Since when do you drink coffee?”   Oh well. She’d clean it up later and spray some air freshener or something to make it smell prettier. Like flowers– everyone liked flowers, right?

Ren raised an eyebrow. “I don’t. It was supposed to be for you.”

“Aww, thanks Renny! Sorry I made you drop it.” Nora scooped the now-empty cup off the ground and set it on the desk, next to the– “Oh!” Nora snatched the recipe off the desk and waved it at Ren. “Ren, I almost forgot! I found this online and it sounds so good we have to make these right now.”

Ren stared impassively at the piece of paper. “Don’t you need to study for our test tomorrow?”

Nora shrugged. “It’s math. It’s easy. I finished all the review problems while I was waiting for you to get back and then I was bored so I looked up recipes! And I found this one! Which as I already mentioned we have to make because it sounds amazing.”

“Okay yes but I have to study–”

“And I will help you! We can study together over a giant plate of cookies! Now stop making excuses and get your butt into the kitchen!” Nora wrapped her arms around Ren’s wrist and yanked, pulling him forward and nearly sending both of them toppling to the floor.

A few other students were hanging around the kitchen when they got there, but even the upperclassmen cleared out when they saw Nora and Ren. This was their domain, and Nora had threatened to break more than a few legs to keep it that way. 

“Wait, wait, wait,” Nora felt Ren pull against her and she turned to give him a stern glare.

“What is it now?”

“We need ingredients. We should go to the–”

“Already got them!” Nora hefted the basket of groceries she’d bought that afternoon, tossing them onto the counter with a thud.

Ren blinked in surprise but then shrugged and took it in stride. “Let’s get started then.”

And they did. Nora was halfway through pouring the last of the dry ingredients when she realized Ren had stopped what he was doing to stare at her. “What?” She put her hands on her hips, returning his look. As his eyes met hers she felt her whole body go warm, like it always did. Her heart raced and she thought her knees might give out, and Oum, let him not notice how pink her cheeks must be turning because she didn’t trust herself to talk her way out of it.

Ren smiled at her, reached for her and Nora realized with a jolt he was just brushing something off her cheek but all of a sudden her mind was going so fast that she couldn’t stop the words from tumbling out of her mouth. “I love you.”

Ren froze, and for the first time ever that Nora remembered she couldn’t read his expression. She could hear her own pulse thundering in her ears as she waited, waited…

And then suddenly Ren’s arms were around her waist and he was kissing her and Nora could have sworn someone had just set off fireworks inside her brain except maybe this was part of some weird dream she was having because it had to be a dream, right?

Ren finally broke away and Nora let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. She locked eyes with Ren. She didn’t know what to say.

Luckily, Ren did. He reached over and tapped her nose playfully.


Those Blue Skies Chapter 15: Chains of Pain, a walking dead fanfic | FanFiction
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16:A Special Hunt

17:Still Owe Me

18:Heat of the Moment

19:In the Light

20:That Time Apart

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A/N: Honestly guys. Thank you for reading this adventure with Rick, Michonne &Co. This was a thrill to write. I love writing alternate universe’s for Rick and Michonne. I love westerns. I love historical time periods. I felt like I had to write this. What surprised me the most was the reception that it received. It has been overwhelmingly positive and the reviews have been so wonderful. I love knowing that I could move you with some words. Whether you laughed, cried, yelled, or didn’t like something, I appreciate it all. Just you taking the time out to read this has really blown me away. It’s just been great taking you on this journey with me. Faithful followers, new followers, guest, browsers…thanks for giving this story a shot. I hoped you enjoyed it! As always thanks for reading!

Getting Drunk with BlackPink

Anonymous: what would it be like to get drunk with them?

A/N; I would absolutely love to get drunk with these girls it would be so fun. Gifs aren’t mine.

The ‘I don’t give a shit’ one. Jisoo would be so fun to drink with because I feel like she would be down for just about anything. You want to do body shots, go for it. You want to make the lethal death drinks, good for you. You want to go buy £300 worth of ramen, do it girlfriend!! Half of the time she would be the one encouraging people to do some really stupid things; the other times it would be her doing the really stupid things, but hey who’s going to stop her she will fight you. But I also feel like it would be partly ‘I’m just here for the drinks don’t tell me about your problems’ kind of drunk. She would be so blunt with people it would be funny for you to watch, she’d be blunt with you as well but in the ‘I love you you loser’ kind of blunt way. She’d also want to sit with you in a love seat so you could drink and talk, well mainly you talking and her bluntly putting in her opinion but it would still be hilarious.

(encouraging you to do something stupid)

The flirty little shit. She would be filled with such a confidence about her that would make her irresistible to anyone she flirted with. She would have such an intense way of looking at them it would melt them and they would be a puddle in her hands. She would be more touchy than normal when she was flirting but she wouldn’t mean to be doing it, it would just sort of happen. Jen would throw out all the cheesy pickup lines she could think of but they would still come out smooth as fuck. She would have her arm around your shoulders or your waist and would rest her head on your head or your shoulder depending on your height. Jen would place random kisses on your face and would throw hearts a lot but you can bet your ass Jisoo would call her out for it and she would get all pouty.

(throwing hearts and getting called out by Jisoo)

The laugher.
If you get this girl drunk, you better be prepared to have abs by the end of the night. She would become a giggling mess, the majority of things she heard would make her laugh a lot. The alcohol would go to her head quite quickly I think, she would be quite a lightweight when it came to drinking. She would probably kidnap someone’s stuffie at some point and would love it like it was her own little kitten. Chae would laugh at Jisoo calling Jennie out a lot, it would be one of her favourite forms of entertainment, that and Lisa being the best hype man 2017 has seen. She would like to talk to people a lot more than normal when she was drunk, the parties little social butterfly. Everyone would adore her laughing as it would be really infectious boosting the mood of everyone around her. Plus, the stuffie she was carrying around just made her even more adorable than she already is. She’d like to sit with you with her legs over yours or your legs over hers. Chae would love to tell you jokes to get you to laugh like she was, but she may end up laughing more than she was telling jokes.

(laughing at something you said being a cutie)

The ultimate hype man.
Anything and everything would need to be hyped in her eyes. She would dab at any given opportunity and it would become infectious. Even if you hated dabbing, you would be dabbing after spending some time with her. Lali would start something like whenever someone did a body shot, they had to dab afterwards or whenever someone said a certain word everyone who knew about it would dab. It would be so cheesy but so fun. She would hype EVERYTHING up. You could hear her throughout the whole party honestly. She would hype you up the most though, she would hype you up for literally nothing. “Hey guys look at my baby!!! They’re so cool!!”. She would lay over your lap or drag you up to dance there is no in between. She would eventually collapse in your lap from exhaustion and would either want tonnes of cuddles or would just fall asleep in your lap because hey being the best hype man 2017 has ever seen is tiring work for our Thai princess.

(Lali spotting people to get hype with and then proceeding to get hype with them)

a sneak peek at some of the jewelry designs i’ve been working on. the gold piece is a double layered choker made with gold FILLED chain - no need to worry about tarnishing or getting it wet! the silver piece is made with a sterling silver micro rope chain, also no need to worry about tarnishing. super high quality and dainty yet luxurious pieces that im really excited to release. official product shots will be coming to my line’s instagram later this week!

i wanted to create pieces that were really high quality and could be worn daily - either layered and stacked or by themselves. the goal was/is to make pieces that complete the total outfit and look, not take the eye away from it. i didn’t want to make huge statement pieces. just nice, dainty, delicate pieces to accent the rest of the outfit.

ANYWAY i hope u like this so far and there will be more pieces to come :-) i literally had no clue how to make jewelry and sat down last night and came up with these lol so don’t judge if you don’t think they’re the best. i’ll learn with time 🙇🏻‍♀️

I just had a random idea. I don’t usually put random ideas here, but here we go.

So along the lines of the prince(ss) being held captive by a dragon. What if we have Tony the prince, who encounters Steve the dragon while Outside the castle for Reasons (Maybe he is escaping an arranged marriage, or general stupidity, or who the heck knows).

Steve is surprised that Tony doesn’t try to run away from him and even gives a shot at being intimidating, but he really doesn’t like scaring people, and that tends to just get villagers with pitchforks up in arms, and it’s such a hassle.

Tony is surprised (and a little miffed, let’s be honest) that Steve doesn’t try to eat him.

“Why would I eat you? You have armor on. I would chip a tooth. And you don’t have much meat anyways. It would barely be worth my time. Besides, humans taste bad.”

Tony, curious and seeing a way out of his problem (whatever that might be) politely asks Steve to abscond with him to a tower somewhere. (Well, this is Tony so probably not politely asks, but maybe charmingly demands)

Steve thinks this is rather a lot of trouble and he’s never much held with the tradition of keeping prince(ss) captives, and what is he supposed to do with a human in a tower anyways?

Tony eventually convinces him and/or just follows him around until Steve is forced to admit that he might not have absconded with Tony, but the end result is the same, so when someone tries to come “rescue” him, Steve is obliged to defend him. He IS a dragon after all, and at least some appearances have to be maintained.

And that is the beginning of how the Tragic Prince Anthony was captured by a Very Evil Dragon of the Most Vile Sort, and Steve and Tony spend years fending off would-be heroes and mobs of pitchfork-wielding villagers alike and becoming friends in the process.

almostandrogynousdestiny  asked:

i rly like the way you end each ask with live long and prosper. i feel like that's something spock would do if he ran a blog. what kind of blog do u think he would have? and if u want to expand wat kind of blog would each crew member have?

Aw, thank you babe!  Leonard Nimoy signed off his tweets with ‘llap’ so I can’t take any credit, it just seemed like a good thing to do help spread the love like he did.  I’m going to give this blog thing my best shot.

Jim- A Hot Mess ™ like he would shitpost really vague stuff and reblog anything that comes across his dash, no tagging system, approximately 27 unread messages 

Spock- Aesthetics and photography, aka that blog that never posts anything about themselves, has a killer theme, and everyone follows but doesn’t know why

Bones- One of those really sarcastic ask/advice blogs, seems really tough but takes time to message people who are having a bad day

Uhura- Too Pure ™.  Literally the sweetest blogger on this website, but absolutely drags bullies.  Extremely organized tagging system, now in 5 languages For Your Convenience.

Sulu- He made a tumblr just to use it as a public sort of journal, but people started following him because they thought all of the shit he gets into is funny

Chekov- A studyblr, he would reblog tutorials and masterposts and historical fun facts.  Posts a selfie every few months, shocking his followers who think he is an Adult

Scotty- The obscure fandom blog. The fandom isn’t popular enough to have a bunch of blogs, so anyone who is into it follows his blog because he has quality content.  Makes Life Hack videos

This was fun!


Shape of You: A Theo Raeken Imagine

So, here’s a little imagine based on Shape of You by Ed Sheeran, which gets a little suggestive, but no actual smut, and it’s really bad. It also says that you have a best friend called Tamsyn, purely because one of my best friends, Tamsyn, wanted to be in this. Hope you guys like it x 

The club isn’t the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow
You come over and start up a conversation with just me

It was supposed to be just a girls’ night. 

You and your best friend, Tamsyn, drowning your problems, and getting drunk. Seemed sufficient.

The heat of the shot scorched your throat; it was your fifth, Tamsyn’s sixth. 

“Hey, Y/N. That guy’s looking at you,” she pointed to him, the one with the green eyes that pierced through you, smiling with a toothy grin when he noticed you staring back. 

“He’s cute.”

“He’s coming over.”

“I’ll leave you to it,” Tamsyn walked away, leaving you to deal with the mysterious stranger. The attractive mysterious stranger. 

“So fancy a dance, Princess?”

God, his voice. It was just as intoxicating as his looks.

“Do I get a name?”


And trust me I’ll give it a chance now
Take my hand, stop
Put Van The Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance
And now I’m singing like

It wasn’t long before you found your own body against Theo’s, his hands on your waist, fingers dancing across the exposed skin. 

Your back was against his chest, and you felt yourself shiver as his nose buried itself in your hair, inhaling your scent.

His mouth moved to the shell of your, his breath causing heat to flood to every inch of your being. 

“You know, you didn’t give me your name, princess.”

“Y/N. It’s Y/N.”

He gave an approving chuckle, before gently biting down on your lobe, earning a surprised squeal to escape your mouth. 

“Well Y/N. You drive me crazy.”

Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don’t mind me

He suggested that you two leave, find somewhere more private. 

You normally wouldn’t have said yes, but considering the amount of alcohol in your system, not just the shots but the drinks you’d had at Tamsyn’s house before you left, and the heat flaming through your veins, a night alone with Theo seemed totally worth it. 

Which explained why you were in the position you were in right now. 

He pressed your body against the door of his apartment, his lips devouring your own, that fire inside you burning more and more brightly. 

Hands wandered, tracing patterns over each other’s bodies, pushing jackets off shoulders, and messing up perfectly styled hair. 

You felt his tongue swipe across your bottom lip, and eagerly granting him access, you felt a surge of confidence. 

“I want you,” you mumbled against him.

Say, boy, let’s not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead

You pushed Theo back, pulling his shirt off over his head, reveling in the smirk that graced his lips. 

You walked towards him, unbuttoning your own shirt, heat blooming in your core as his eyes traced over every inch of you, lust clouding his gaze. 

Damn him.

When you reached him, hands were back to wandering bare skin, breath mingling, his lips pressing harsh kisses against your neck as he picked you up and practically threw you across the bed. 

He climbed onto you, his hands moving to your waist, and hooking into your belt loops, before pulling the shorts down revealing only more skin for him to devour and worship.

I’m in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I’m in love with your body

Bodies merged, moved in sync. 

Words weren’t exchanged nor needed as a rhythm was formed, one of gasps and screams of pure ecstasy. 

It continued for hours, neither of you wanting to leave the other. 

It was an addiction that neither of you were prepared to give up.

At least not until morning.

And last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
Every day discovering something brand new
I’m in love with your body

When Theo woke up the next morning, you were gone. 

The room smelled like sex, and like you. He breathed it in, the first image in his mind being your body rolling beneath him. 

He missed you. 

Theo Raeken didn’t miss one night stands. 

So maybe you were more than that.

Every day discovering something brand new
I’m in love with the shape of you

When you got to school the next morning, you tried to ignore the dull ache between your legs, and your poor attempt to cover up the purple splotches on your neck. 

Tamsyn caught up to you. 

“So, how was that guy last night?”

“Good. He was nice.”

More than good. More than nice. Perfection summed it up nicely. Mind-blowing, maybe. 

The two of you walked to class, taking your usual seats, before your teacher spoke. 

“So, we have a new student joining us today. I’d like you all to meet Theo Raeken.”

Your mouth dropped as your heart beat faster and that familiar heat sparked inside you. 

Theo gave you a smirk as he sat down, one that could only mean one thing. 

You could only guess you’d be seeing him in the locker room later.

Clumsy (Mats Hummels)

“Mats hurry up or we’re gonna be late!” You finished up the final touches of getting ready, fastened the backs onto your earrings.

“I’m putting on my shirt right now babe.” He appeared behind you, fingers working to close the buttons.

Smiling, you looked at him in the mirror. When he decided to clean up, Mats really looked like a vision. His tall frame was clad in a white button down and navy dress pants. His parents were in town, and they had arranged to have dinner with you two before they went back home. You met them last Christmas, and they fell head over heels in love with you. It probably had something to do with your peach cobbler.

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Isn’t it pretty obvious that the archieronnie wedding is Archie’s dream-turned-nightmare? I mean, I don’t pretend to have a degree in psychology or anything like that but Archie went from spending the night with Veronica and feeling giddy about it to shock and fear at seeing his father shot the morning after, it wouldn’t be far-fetched that his subconscious would recreate that rollercoaster of emotions, just upped to eleven. He goes from experiencing extreme happiness (marrying Veronica) to seeing his entire world come crashing down (the shooter showing up at the wedding and shooting Fred).

All I have to say is, RAS really, really seems to have a penchant for dream sequences that start off innocuous but go from 0 to 100 real quick.

preds social media is honestly really boring compared to some other teams at least like i need you to do more than just cover the absolute necessities give me cryptid shots of the players and regularly updated actually funny video series and more of that mundane crap please

anonymous asked:

Very unpopular opinion here, but I thought that the V magazine photoshoot in 2015 was ugly, I didn't like the whole aesthetic of the photoshoot and the pictures were not that flattering to Lana

WHAAA. I mean I get it with some of the photos.. but I loved the cover shot and this one but it’s true that most of the pics were really dark and lq, even though i loved her look 

anonymous asked:

Do you know anything about the filming process? I mean I read that they shot scenes at Marlon's, the school and the Kollektivet's house is real too, but did they use studios? How big was production? For me it always gave an impression that shooting was kinda like a student theatre stuff and I mean it in the best possible way, but than I read on a tumblr that script was really detailed and didn't give much space to improv and so.

Hey! I don’t know much, but I know that they never used studios and that it was a small low cost production all the way :) the script had all the lines written so there where few improv lines, but the actors made the scrips ‘theirs’ if you get what I mean? Like just watching the hey briskeby videos everything is so natural and atleast to me it doesn’t even feel like they have a script

a heart that i didn’t break

request: I want request roman fluff based off of that like in take care - “dealing with a heart that I didn’t break”. He’s best friends with the girl he’s in love with but she has a problem with commitment and feeling affectionate, she’s never really been happy with anyone. So she’s dating an asshole and roman keeps nagging her to break up w/ him and one day she breaks down crying confessing that she’s lost all hope of ever falling for some so she’s w/ him bc she’s tired of trying. You choose the ending!

a/n: thank you so much for requesting this! i loved writing it and i hope you really like it :-)

Roman doesn’t really know how it happened. 

He just woke up one day and realized that he was in love with his best friend – he suspects that he’s felt different toward her for a while, but he only just realized it. And he hates himself for it, because really, he just had to end up in the ‘fall in love with your best friend’ trope. (Especially when she already has a boyfriend). But Roman’s too afraid of unrequited love or ruining their friendship (or probably a little bit of both) to confess his feelings.

But when she shows up at his front door, crying because of her boyfriend, Roman’s just about had enough.

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