easily the best night of my life

shaym: To my little sis on her birthday - PLL has given me so many things I’m thankful for but you are easily at the top of that list. Having experienced something so life changing together has bonded us in a way that’s impossible to describe, and I am forever grateful you were by my side the entire time (literally 😬). We have spent so many early mornings and late nights together and it’s those moments, those exhausted, delirious, and hilarious moments I can’t wait to look back on in five years and tell our kids about years after that. I know this next year of your life will be your best yet and I am so lucky to be along for the ride. I love you Benz and I’m so thankful you were born. - Buttah 🙌🏽🎂👭 #buttahbenzo

First Time With Minho (Smut Fic)

Prompt: You had been wanting to be a Runner for a while now, but Minho (your boyfriend) would never allow it. After he finally caves and let’s you be a Runner, you decide to give him the night of his life.

Bonus: Y/N calling Minho “Mean Hoe” for any reason whatsoever.

Warning: Smut

I had been in the Glade for four months now. It was a strange thought, to think I only had four months worth of memory stored in my brain. But those four months had been amazing.

It hadn’t taken me long to form friendships with the Gladers. My two best friends were easily Minho and Ben, but it didn’t take long for Minho to make his feelings for me known. It took even less time for us to get together. Yet it was mainly Minho who held me back from my dream: to be a Runner.

He knew I was fast, he knew I was smart - still, he refused. Until today.

“Y/N, can I talk to you?” Alby said, looking at me. I nodded, quickly following him to a more isolated part of the Glade.

“What is it, Alby? Everything’s okay, right?” My thoughts turned to the Runners, but it was still hours before the Maze shut for the day.

Alby nodded. “I’ve been talking with Minho.”

“And?”

“He wants to take you out on a run tomorrow. Depending on how you do, he’ll decide if you become a Runner or not.”

I squealed loudly, filled with joy. Alby pressed his hands to his ears, but he didn’t bother trying to stop the smile that appeared on his face. Once I had finished, Alby lowered his hands back to his sides.

“I couldn’t tell. Were you excited?” Alby questioned, smiling brightly.

“You have no idea.”

For the rest of the day, I was super bubbly and couldn’t stop smiling. By the time Minho had gotten back from the Maze, I was more than ready to greet him and tell him how excited I was.

Just as Minho came into the Glade, his body covered in sweat, he stopped. He allowed himself a moment to catch his breath, and in that moment I rushed to his side. He smiled when he saw me.

“Hey, Y/N.” Minho stood straight, his hands on his hips. I wondered vaguely if I would be just as out of breath tomorrow, or if I would be more so.

“Hey.” I smiled and kissed Minho. He smiled into the kiss, but pulled away.

“Guessing Alby told you?”

“I’m going to be a Runner.” I announced proudly.

“Only if I say so,” Minho reminded. He wrapped an arm around my waist and we walked towards the Map Room. “I still don’t like the idea of you being out in the Maze. But shuck me if you’re not persistent.”

I couldn’t stop myself from being a tease as I sent him a smirk, whispering seductively into his ear, “If you let me be a Runner, maybe you will get shucked.”

Minho suddenly stopped, just feet away from the Map Room. “Seriously?”

“We’ll see.” I sent him a fliratatious look, gave him a wink, and then walked away from him.

“Y/N! That’s not funny! Are you being serious?”

I giggled, continuing forward.
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“There’s the Glade,” I gasped out. My lungs were burning and my muscles ached. I hadn’t ran that much in… Well, I wasn’t sure. I was incredibly grateful to Minho for finally caving and letting me run.

We stopped just inside of the Glade. Minho was sweating, his breathing a lot quieter than my own ragged breaths. I was drenched, my hair sticking to my neck and face in what I was sure an unflattering way.

“You did good, Y/N,” Minho said, kissing my cheek. “You can be a Runner.”

“Great. Busy dying now.”

Minho laughed, pulling me towards the Map Room. “You can die after you finish your map. When you’re done with that, die all you want.”

“You are so mean to me.” I paused in thought. “Minho, the Mean Hoe.”
Minho smacked the back of my head. “Shuckface.”

“Ow! Bad hoe.”

We began laughing. It was nice being with Minho, not having a single problem in the world. Well, other than not knowing what was actually in the world, where we were, why were here, and -

“Don’t think so much. You’ll hurt yourself.”

“Shove off.”
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That night, the Gladers celebrated me becoming a new Runner. It was amazing. There was a huge bonfire, plenty of drink (Gally’s own secret recipe that was foul, yet no one could get enough of it), music, games and dancing.
As the night started to wind down, though, I suddenly remembered how I had teased Minho. It hadn’t been the first time that I hinted I’d have sex with him, but now, seeing Minho laughing with Newt and Alby, I suddenly wasn’t so sure it was just me teasing.

He looked gorgeous. Tan skin, dark hair, and his arms… Maybe I had a slight thing for his muscular arms.

Newt must have caught me staring at Minho, because he suddenly bumped Minho’s arm and nodded in my direction. Minho turned, saw me, and then a huge smile lit up his face. He jogged over to me, careful not to slosh his drink out of its cup.

“Like what you see, Y/N?” he teased.

“Yeah. This drink.” I quickly took it from him, downing a gulp to help collect my thoughts. Tonight was the night.

“You’re no fun,” he pouted. I smiled and kissed him.

“Thanks for making me a Runner.”

“Thanks for stealing my drink.” Minho took it back. I waited until he put it to his lips and began to drink before I leaned forward and whispered into his ear:

“Wanna have sex?”

I jerked back, giggling like mad as Minho started choking on his drink. His eyes found mine after he finished his coughing fit.

“Are you serious?”

I kissed him. “I love you.”

Minho’s face split into a wide smile. “I love you.”

The next thing I knew, Minho was leading me away from the others, calling out a “we’re going to bed” when Ben shouted after us. I didn’t miss the shouts of, “Go Minho!” By the way Minho only pulled me towards the Homestead faster, I knew he didn’t miss them either.

“I know you’re a Runner and all,” I said once Minho closed the door to one of the rooms in the Homestead. “But I don’t want this to be rushed.”

Minho nodded. “Never. I want to enjoy this.”

For a second, we both just stood there. And then Minho was moving towards me.

He kissed me tenderly at first, but it quickly became passionate. He lifted me up and my legs instantly went around his waist, my arms going around his neck to better hold me in place. Both of his hands were on my butt, keeping me firmly against him.

He sat me down on the bed. His eyes were dark with lust and I vaguely noticed that he had an erection.

“Take your shirt off,” I told him, tugging on the hem of his shirt. He quickly slid it off, his muscles tensing. I placed a hand on his abs, loving how they tightened and relaxed under my touch.

“I think you’re wearing too much.” His voice was deeper than usual, and it was oddly erotic. I moved to take my shirt off, but he pulled me to my feet again, stopping me. “I want to do it.”

A shiver of pleasure coursed through my body. Minho kissed his way from my mouth down to my collar bone, his hands dipping under the fabric of my shirt. A moment later, he was tugging it over my head. The second it was gone and thrown to who knows where, Minho had attached his mouth to my neck. His hands fiddled with my bra, trying to undo it.

I was just about to laugh and offer to do it myself when he bit down on a particularly soft spot. A rather loud moan escaped my lips. That damn shank smiled against my neck. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. A second later, he pulled away, tugging my bra away from me smugly.

“Took you long enough,” I commented breathlessly. We hadn’t even done much of anything yet, and I was already excited beyond belief.

“Taking it slow, remember? Or did that last moan make you forget?”

“Slinthead.”

“Shuckface.”

And then we were pressed together again, our mouths moving in sync. One of my hands was on his tan shoulder, the other in his dark hair. I had always loved his hair, but I was rarely allowed to mess with it. Now was an exception. One of his hands was on my hip, pulling me tight against him. I could feel his arousal pressing against me. His other hand was on my breast, gently massaging it, earning another moan from me. This one was, at least, much quieter than the other.

Both of his hands moved down my body, stopping at the waist band of my shorts. I pulled away slightly so he could see what he was doing. He made quick work of undoing the button and zipper, letting my shorts fall to the floor. I stepped out of them, kicking them and my sandles to the other side of the room, thankful I had changed out of those stupid running shoes after leaving the Map Room.

“You still have to take your shoes off,” I pointed out to Minho.
“Shuck me,” he muttered, sitting on the bed and taking off his shoes. When he was finished with those and his socks, I pushed him back down on the bed so he couldn’t get up. “Y/N?”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Minho flipped me, coming to rest between my legs. He kissed me passionately, his tongue eventually making it into my mouth. After a moment, I felt it - Minho, slowly yet deliberately rubbing himself against me. I pulled away, out of breath. My face was surely red and my eyes must have been just as dark as his.
“Minho, get rid of those pants.”

At once, Minho stood up and undid his pants. He looked at me for a brief moment before letting them drop to the floor. We made direct eye contact as he slid his underwear off. I couldn’t help but let my eyes trail down his body to see his hardened member. It wasn’t overly big, but it wasn’t small - it was perfection, just like the rest of his body.

“One of us is naked.” Minho said, gesturing from his body to mine.

“And one of us is sexy,” I added. “But they’re not the same person.”

Minho let out a laugh. “We’re in the middle of a very naughty thing and you’re making jokes.”

“Until I die.” I smiled up at him. “But, you know, you can always take my pantis off whenever you want.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. His fingers dipped under the waist band of my underwear and in one swift motion, he pulled them down my legs and threw them behind his back. He stared at me just long enough to make me feel slightly self-conscious. I was just bringing my legs together when he stopped me, crawling back up my body and kissing my ear.

“You’re beautiful, Y/N.”

His hands moved over my naked body, feeling me for the first time. It was a feeling unlike anything I had ever experienced, being with someone in such a way.

“Minho… I want you.”

Minho slid his hand down between our bodies. His fingers brushed my clit and I tensed, my body suddenly filled with a shock of pleasure. He didn’t stop there, though. Instead, he brought his fingers down to my entrance. He slid a finger into me, softly, carefully. My eyes closed at the feeling.

It felt good, but it was obvious that I had never had anything in me before. He slid another finger into me and I moaned out, one hand going to his hair and one hand resting on his bicep. He slowly moved them in and out of me. With each movement, another shockwave pulsed through me.

“M-Minho,” I moaned. He didn’t respond. Instead, he brought his lips down to my nipple and began to lick, kiss and suck the delicate flesh there. I moaned loudly, my body arching.

“Shuck me, Minho. Please. I don’t want your fingers anymore.”

Minho slid them out of me. He shifted his weight and I realized that he was lining himself up with my entrance. He looked up at me.

“Ready?”

“For you? Always.”

Minho slid in to me, slowly stretching my walls. I groaned out in slight pain, but such pleasure that I had no memory of ever knowing before. Minho moaned, dropping his head to my neck as he eased himself the rest of the way inside of me.

“Shuck, Y/N. You’re so wet and tight.”

My legs wrapped around his waist and he managed to go a little deeper inside of me.

Slowly, Minho pulled out until just his tip was inside of me. He quickly pushed himself back into me, the both of us moaning at the feeling. The slow pace continued until it was nearly torturous.

“Faster, Minho,” I begged. “Please.”

He quickened the pace, pumping in and out of me. My nails were most likely biting into his skin by this point, but my brain couldn’t focus on that. The only thing I could focus on was the feeling of Minho above me, in me, and making those amazing noises that he made.

Suddenly, I felt one of his hands go between our bodies again. It trailed down my stomach to my womanhood. It didn’t even hesitate as it found its way to my clit, rubbing slowly at first and then gaining speed.

I screamed out his name, my body tensing around him. I could faintly hear his voice, but at this point I could no longer make sense of his words.

A strong feeling was building in the pit of my stomach as my moans increased in volume. Minho’s thrusts were faster and more wild and finally I felt it. Minho’s erection twitched inside of me, filling me with warmth as he orgasmed. It nearly sent me over the edge, but I wasn’t quite done. Minho, realizing this, quickly sped up his finger on my clit. He moved his lips to my neck and bit down on that place that he knew would make me moan out.

The feeling kept building until finally it exploded.

My body tensed, Minho’s name falling from my lips like a swear and a prayer, all in one. My body arched against his. All too soon, I came down from my orgasmic high and relaxed beneath Minho, who had pulled himself out of me. He rolled over onto his back, pulling me against his body.

“That was shucking amazing,” Minho breathed out.

I cuddeled up against his side, resting my head on his pounding heart. I didn’t have words yet, my mind still in a lustful haze from what had happened.

“I love you, Y/N.”

I smiled, cuddling up as close to Minho as I could get. “I love you, too, Minho.”

“Please tell me we can do that again.”

“Whenever you want.”

shaym: To my little sis on her birthday - PLL has given me so many things I’m thankful for but you are easily at the top of that list. Having experienced something so life changing together has bonded us in a way that’s impossible to describe, and I am forever grateful you were by my side the entire time (literally 😬). We have spent so many early mornings and late nights together and it’s those moments, those exhausted, delirious, and hilarious moments I can’t wait to look back on in five years and tell our kids about years after that. I know this next year of your life will be your best yet and I am so lucky to be along for the ride. I love you Benz and I’m so thankful you were born. - Buttah 🙌🏽🎂👭 #buttahbenzo

You knew, you still ruined me.
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6 word story

She’d listened to him cry several times, she’d woken up in the middle of the night to listen to him talk and talk about the girl who he’d lost and the father who didn’t understand and the friends that weren’t there,
He too had comforted her when she’d been at her lowest,
So he knew how easily her skin could break,
He knew how she’d lose her breath,
He knew how she couldn’t stand alone on her own two feet,
So he knew how weak and fragile she was,
One would think why kick someone who is already lying down in blood and tears?
Yet he stood there with a blank look on his face,
“You shouldn’t have trusted me, I’m just a random guy”,
And she cried because that random face had saved her life so many times,
She felt stupid, was is it her own fault for trusting him or his for being ruthless?
She asked him if he’d cared about her? 
And he said yes.
She asked him if he thought she was a good person? 
And he said yes.
Then she asked him why he’d done it? 
And he said because he had nothing better to do.

And she thought, what a horrible place if you can’t trust anyone, why am I still here?

anonymous asked:

So it seems that Julia Boer is the latest person to turn on you! I didnt see that one coming! She also says she doesnt cycle anymore because she prefers walking. Weird how people change or give up so easily isn't it?

Well it is good she overtly stated she did late nights and ate a lot of oily buffet foods.

People following my advice get rail thin, not fat. First world problems though gaining a bit more weight than you needed too after recovering from anorexia.

She got life too easy though coming from a money background. Often then people create drama and problems to give themselves something to do because they feel so bored. My tip for peeps like that is to work hard at making a difference and the best way to do that is by educating crew on youtube via all sorts of videos.

I mean Romania has the fastest upload speeds in the world lol.

I’ve met up with about 6 guys on tinder and most have been your standard one night stand. Except this last one. I had never been taken on actual date before, every “date” always just ended up being fucking. But this guy was different. First of all, I don’t ever message anyone first but when I came across his pictures, I literally said “I like his face” out loud, so I told him so. I wasn’t really looking to talk to anyone that night, so all my responses were really blunt and sarcastic. But he went with it. I had never experienced someone sassing me back so much. He ended up asking me out.
We went to one of my favorite restaurants, he met my best friend and her boyfriend and the two boys found common interests and bonded instantly, and we went to a movie. He was a perfect gentleman the entire time, and kissed me at the end of the night. It was easily the best night of my life. I’ve never felt so respected.

god, all of a sudden i got really angry at all those “technology ruins society” arguments, because today (just today!) I: 

  • talked to my grandma who lives 1700 miles away and wished her a happy birthday
  • texted my aunt who lives 2500 miles away and asked her for cooking advice
  • facebooked @waroftheposes who lives 2100 miles away and let her say really nice things about me because I was feeling down
  • and later tonight, i will be skyping in to my family’s weekly Saturday night tradition, where the four of us sit down with alcohol and chat like we’re all in my parents’ backyard again - even though that backyard is 2500 miles away

Technology means that I didn’t have to choose between getting the best education I could and staying connected with my family. And when someone’s like “God, why are young people connected to their phone?” It gets me so angry. 

I’m not connected to my phone.  I’m connected to my life. My phone just helps me get there more easily. 

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{May 25, 2015}

I dated someone for 2 years before Kaleb walked into my life again. I didn’t realize how toxic it was until Kaleb came along. Never have I ever felt so respected, so loved or cared for. When I’m with him, I can be 100% myself and not feel judged. He treats me like a Queen.

I’m grateful to have spent a lot of time with Kaleb this past month. Commuting two hours back and forth every other weekend or so makes you have something to look forward to.

Kaleb came to my prom (the long prom dress) and we had fun, but it’s much different when you’re on a schedule trying fulfill each prom festivity such as pictures, dinner, dance, and post prom. Then I went to his “prom” called Mayfest the next weekend (the short dress) and it was easily one of the best nights of my life. We went to dinner with all of his friends whom are so so welcoming and then we danced the night away. Afterwards, Kaleb, Marco (one of Kaleb’s best friends), and I all went back to Kaleb’s house and had a laid back night.

Halfway through our long night, Kaleb took me to the kitchen, sat me in a kitchen chair, told me to wait, and left. When he came back, he had his guitar in his hand. I had been asking him for weeks to play for me. Not only did he play for me, but he sang for me too. He learned one of our favorite songs “All the Same” by Sick Puppies. No one had ever done anything so meaningful and thoughtful for me before in my life. I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world. I know I am.

Later on that night, Marco ended up falling asleep and Kaleb and I stayed up until the wee hours of the morning talking. We talked about everything. Our past, our present, and our future. I had never felt comfortable talking about that kind of stuff because you never know if they are going to be in your future. After that moment of talking about everything, I knew he would be a part of my future. I fell for him. So hard and so fast over the course of that night. It’s one of the best feelings in the whole wide world.

Kaleb and I had a conversation back in December about falling love. He told me he didn’t like talking about it because he felt like you just don’t know you’re in love until you are. Like when you get married. So I knew that this topic wouldn’t be easy to bring up but I wanted him to know. No matter if the feelings are mutual or not. I looked at Kaleb at 4 in the morning and said, “Kaleb. I have something I want to tell you. And I know you don’t like talking about it because you don’t know until you know…” and he cut me off. He looked at me with the most beautiful green/blue eyes, held me tight, and said, “Shelbie, I’ve fallen for you. There’s no doubt in my mind that I am completely in love with you.”

It’s moments like those. Those moments of impact that’ll change your life forever. The way you see things, the way you feel things. My life will never be the same. Life is sweeter, brighter, better. I’m in love with my best friend, and he is in love with his.

it’s so weird to think that calum and michael and ashton and luke are just four yung bros! like they get onstage and have us all wrapped around their collective finger bc they are so talented musically and lyrically! but they are just four young dudes still trying to figure life out!! they are rock gods onstage every night but at the end of the day they could just as easily be the guy in your history class and i think that’s something we all forget!! they’re just humans! they make mistakes but they are trying their best! be kind to them!! i’m proud of my lil dingos

I don’t know how to place my feelings for you. It’s really confusing sometimes because I don’t know if I’m in love with you or just choosing you for the hell of it. But I do know, for sure, that you are the best person in my life. You’re always there when I need you and you’re open with me. Everything with you works so easily. It’s like all of our rigid edges fit together. And I’m so glad they do because I was getting tired of being alone at night with nobody but myself and my demonic thoughts. I don’t have to anymore however, and that’s thanks to you.

One summer night Andrew and Neil just can’t sleep because of the heat and decide to go out for a ride. Andrew drives to nowhere in particular until they find themselves driving down one of those empty countryside streets. Neil tells Andrew to pull over and Andrew does, without questions. Neil climbs on top of the car and Andrew follows. Neil has spent his whole life on the run, he never had the time to stop and observe, especially not during the night, when dangers could easily hide in the shadows. But now Neil is free and he suddenly realises how beautiful the stars are. And he doesn’t even want to blink, because he fears they might disappear. So there they are, in a hot summer night, lying on the roof of their car. Neil looks at stars while Andrew looks at Neil. And at some point Neil turns and returns Andrew’s gaze. And they just stay there, in the silence, looking at each other. This time Andrew doesn’t tell Neil not to look at him like that, that idiot will never learn anyway. And maybe, listening to the steady sound of his own heart, Andrew will think that, in the end, they may be each other’s answer. Maybe not the answer to every question, but the answer to “how does peace feel like?”

4

Taylor, thank you for last night and thank you for being my everything. It has been two years since the Red tour and almost four years since the Speak Now tour, and so much has changed since then but one thing that’s stayed the same is I’ve always had you and your music with me along the way, through the good and bad. Last night was easily one of the best nights of my life; I danced like no one was watching, cried during your clean speech and had an absolutely incredible time with the 76 thousand other people in the stadium who were there for the same reason as myself (to see your beautiful and talented face). I have already made some incredible memories on the 1989 tour in just one night and I can’t wait to experience it again in Brisbane and Adelaide. 💙