driving with my dad means listening to the radio, and on one hand i’m surprised i actually enjoy and even recognize several of the songs, on the other hand there is a vast majority of songs that are broken heart wailings a la ‘CAN’T LIVE WITHOOUTTT YOUUUU’ and i’m so. oh my god. oh my god chill please
i remember watching this episode for the first time thinking it’d be really good because of the fact that it started with true american but then it ended with my heart being ripped out so, what’s good, new girl writers? wanna repair my heart in these upcoming episodes?
1. AWWW DUDE IM BLUSHING this is rlly sweet!! im srsly so thankful fr all the support i have alrdy i rly am grateful. <3<3 an inspiration wah im flattered!! ur words will keep me on truckin 2 produce more goods :^D
2. thank you!!! <3 these are my brush settings! i like to use them all for lineart and painting tbh! i go back and forth
3. i could try! i will try putting one together if thats smth ppl are interested in ^_^ we will see, i can try making one when im on break! hmmmm
4. omgg thank youuuu T_T holds ur hand……and i love U my good friend!!
honestly/?? hONESTLY THO?? how dare u for being so talented?? how fucking dARE YOU? i'm just trying to live my life and u come here and attack me in MY OWN DAMN HOME with ur beautiful edits and ur magnificent photoshopping and like?? what the fuck??? how dare u?? don't talk to me or my son ever again goodbye
omg stephanie i’m so sorry 😭 but i’m also not sorry 😉 love youuuu and can i give you a big hug please and thanks??? 💘
10,062 / 30,000 GUESS WHO’S A THIRD OF THE WAY TO VICTORY
IT’S THIS LOSER YEEAAAAAHHHH
THIS IS THE FURTHEST I’VE GOTTEN IN A NANOWRIMO EVENT FOR LIKE THREE YEARS
tomorrow I’m going to jump ahead to write some stuff I’m keen for including but not limited to
Luke collapsing into an eldritch monstrosity for several chapters
Shara jokingly flexing her conspiracy theorist skills like “haha wouldn’t this be ridiculous amiright guys” and everyone realising at the exact same moment that well shit that’s actually entirely plausible and she might be onto something what the fuck is there an actual conspiracy going on here
There absolutely is
Of course there is
Deaux getting punched in the face
on that note, everyone else has pretty regular names but then there’s just DEAUX. like where did that even come from. It just stands out too much from the rest of the names. Alice and Noa and Kai and Francis and DEAUX
anyway I’ve recently realised that Deaux as a name has the exact same vibe as the name Declan does in my brain so that’s likely going to be a thing from now on
Declan could sound just like a regular office dude, he doesn’t stick out ominously like Deaux does, no sneaky antagonists here
also shoutout to “You Can’t Stop The Beat” from Hairspray, I’m not sure why you’ve been stuck in my head all day but who am I to question it
hi there @taylorswift!! i miss you so much and i wanted to thank you for making 1989 tour seattle and santa clara some of the best nights of my life♡sending you the biggest hug until i can hug ya in person one day(: I LOVE YOUUUU
you take harry to visit your home town and he gets jealous of the attention your male friends give you
i was wondering if you would consider sometime in the future writing a one shot or blurb based on Nick Jonas’ song Jealous?
Harry had been unnaturally quiet all night.
You had first noticed it during dinner when you were laughing and drinking and catching up with some friends that you hadn’t seen in a while. The table was 90% male, with most of the guys putting all of their focus on you because they had known you forever. You had always attracted more male friends than female, even since you were young, but they had always just been friends and nothing more.
Harry knew that, and you knew he was okay with it, but tonight you could tell it was bothering him. Normally, when Harry had a few drinks, he was talkative and bubbly and telling terrible jokes, but tonight he was sullen. He sipped his drink quietly, chatting a bit with the person beside him, but not appearing to have much fun. You noticed that the grip on your knee would tighten a bit whenever you laughed particularly hard at something one of the guys said.
You were a bit tipsy by the time everyone dispersed and Harry helped you to the car without saying much. You were in a mood now where you had Harry alone and wanted to cuddle; the alcohol had taken its’ effect and you were feeling warm and sleepy and Harry was the perfect body to unleash those feelings on.
By the time he got you into the house and started to help you out of your clothes, you were starting to feel a bit more than cuddly.
“Harryyyy,” you whined, as he pulled your boots off.
“Come up here and kiss me,” you requested, attempted to grab at his arms.
Harry let out a huff and threw your boots across the room.
“Not now, love. M’tryin’ to get you undressed so we can go to sleep.”
“But Harry,” you whined again, “I wanna kiss youuuu!”
“Now now, baby,” he repeated, a little sharper this time, “Please. Let me just get you into bed tonight, okay?”
You might have been a little fuzzy, but you definitely understood his tone. You sat there, frowning as he continued to try undressing you.
“What’s wrong?” you finally asked, voice low.
He paused and looked up at you, running a hand through his hair before standing up and leaning against the wall.
“Don’t like when you get drunk with the guys,” he muttered.
“What are you talking about? You get drunk with your friends all the time.”
“Yeah but those guys - the ones you hang out with - I think…I think some of them act like you’re more than just their friend, you know? And when you get drunk, you let them flirt with you. Like tonight, you were wearin’ that short skirt and the low-cut top - which look great on you - but I dunno if I want a bunch of guys lookin’ at my girl the way they did.”
He was full-on pouting now, with that crease in his forehead that appeared every so often when he was really distressed about something. You stood up from the bed and walked over to him - the effects of the alcohol now wearing off pretty rapidly - and stood in front of him, placing your hands on his waist.
“Harry Edward Styles, give me a kiss.”
One eyebrow went up momentarily, but then he took your face in his hands and gave you a sweet kiss. You could feel him wanting to pull back but you held him there, making sure that wasn’t just doing it to humour you. Eventually, you felt him relax and his hands moved from your face to your waist, sliding down your torso in the process. He pulled you closer and moved his lips over yours with more purpose. When you finally pulled away, his face had softened. There was a hint of a smirk on his lips and his thumbs were rubbing circles on your waist.
“You’re doin’ this on purpose, love,” he said, kissing the tip of your nose, “Tryin’ to distract me.”
“I’m not,” you promised, “I’m trying to show you that you are the only person that I ever want to kiss and be with. Those guys…they’re my friends and I do love them, but not even remotely in the way that I love you. Anytime I wear the short skirts and the low tops…that’s for you. It’s always for you and it’s only for you and, while I can’t control what those other boys think of me, the only person I’m in love with is you and I want to make sure you know that. You don’t have to be worried or jealous. I’m yours, Harry.”
His smirk widened then and his eyes turned darker.
“You’re mine, huh?”
“I like that,” he said, sliding his hands down over your bum.
“Can you come cuddle me now? I’m sleepy,” you said, through a yawn.
Harry laughed. The mood had started to suggest that perhaps the night was moving in a different direction, but he knew how you got when you were still a bit drunk and you typically just wanted him and a bunch of snuggles before you promptly fell asleep on his chest.
“Alright, my love,” he said, kissing you once more, “Let’s get you some cuddles.”
Pairing: Mechanic!Dean x Reader Word Count: 1591 Warnings: Smut. Fingering, oral (male receiving), masturbation?, orgasm denial? Request: @dancingalone21 - Congrats!!! Can I get #1 with Dean? An AU with smut/fluff? Thank youuuu :) Prompts: 1) Did you…did you just bite me?’
A/N - That gif though… I hope you like it babe
You’re searching through your cupboards hoping to find what you’ve been waiting for after you long day at work in the office. You’re in dire need of your comfort food, who cares if you put on weight from them, you could always work it off in the bedroom later on. You’re too short to see the top shelf of the cupboard but you think you put it there to restrain yourself from eating them. But those rules are forgotten. You need them but they’re not there.