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anonymous asked:

Oh are you taking request? You couldn't do a lazy Sunday with Harry or maybe going to concert with him, whatever you prefer

Okay, this is very fluffy, but there is a little bit of sex, so I’m putting it in the smut category. Fluffy smut I suppose. Enjoy. x

Easy Like Sunday Morning

The sun hadn’t risen yet. The bedroom was still dark except for a tiny bit of moonlight that shown through the tree branches outside my window, casting an eerie shadow on the opposite wall. I watched as the shadow moved back and forth, silently telling me a story. A story that although I knew was a true one, I liked to pretend was fiction.

He was leaving tomorrow.

One more day. That was all I had left with him until…well I didn’t know for sure. And I didn’t think I wanted to.

I listened to his breathing behind me as I continued to stare at the wall, part of me wishing he would wake up so I may selfishly have more time with him. A tear trickled from the corner of my eye just as he seemed to somehow hear my silent request and wrapped his arm around my middle to pull me closer. I sighed and wiped the tear, allowing my body to fit into his like a spoon. He groaned low and kissed me just behind my ear. Seconds later I could hear his breaths even out and I knew he was asleep once again. I wondered if he had even awoken at all, or if his gesture was purely automatic.

It didn’t matter though. I was his, and he was mine, if only for a little while.

He’d told me he loved me that night. It had been in a moment of passion, and as one tends to speculate the truth behind such confessions, I certainly had. Not to mention he was who he was and could have anybody he wanted. Why would he choose to fall in love with me?

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Yes - Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 2)

Part 1 

*Word Count 6,116

Love Is In The Air… Again? 

On again and off again couple, Y/N and Harry Styles are reportedly on again. The two were both in NYC last weekend, Styles for his appearance on SNL and Y/N for her show on her Y/Tour/Name Tour. Y/N was seen on Styles’ best mate, Nick’s snap chat in the SNL audience and fans took to twitter saying they saw Styles and his group of friends at Y/N’s show. 

It’s also rumored that Y/N’s newest song that she performed at that very concert was all about her rekindling a relationship with now Solo artist Harry Styles. 

We’ve reached out to both Harry and Y/N’s camp, but neither has responded to the rumors. 

One would guess we would just have to wait and see if our favorite Pop couple is once again a thing. 


You have had a long couple of days during your tour and since tonight was your off night, you decided just to have a quiet night in your hotel room. You put some candles on and some music before starting the water for a bath. You took off your robe and got into the water and closed your eyes. 

A few minutes later, your phone rang and you groaned. You reached over for it and saw that Harry was face timing you. You smirked and accepted the call. 

“Baby!” he smiled waving to you. “Wait, where are you?” 

You laughed. “I’m right here, hold on,” you said. “I’m in the tub, so I had to look a bit decent.” 

“Aw come on… You don’t have to do that,” he smirked. “I wouldn’t mind a little sneak peek.” 

You rolled your eyes turning the camera to face you. “You’re such a perv,” you joked. 

“It’s not pervy if you’re my girlfriend,” he smirked. 

“Whatever,” you giggled. “So, what have you been up to?” 

“I just finished rehearsing,” he said. “So, my voice is a bit gone, but it’s all good.” 

You nodded. “When do you have to record for the show?” 

“Um, it airs on Friday night, so sometime Thursday, I think,” he said. 

“Well, make sure you rest of your voice,” you said. 

“Yes, ma’am,” he laughed. 

“Did you that we’re trending again?” you asked. 

“Yeah, I did. My Mum called me and asked me about it,” he said. “I told her we spent time in New York and that we’re going to give ourselves a second chance.” 

“How did she react?” you asked. 

“I think she was a little hesitant at first, but then she asked me if this was what I really wanted and if being with you made me happy and when I told her it did and it is what I wanted more than anything, she said that was all that matters,”  he smiled. 

“Well, that’s good,” you smiled. “Especially since your mom hasn’t always liked me in the past.” 

“It wasn’t that she didn’t like you, she just didn’t like the situations surrounding our relationship,” he said. 

“Which is understandable,” you sighed. “Do you think you’re going to get asked about our relationship during the interview?” 

“I don’t know, maybe,” he said. “It’s only supposed to be a short interview so there might not be time for it, but I wouldn’t be surprised if there was though.”

“And if there is a question, what are you going to say?” You asked. 

“I’m not going to confirm our relationship,” he said. “I might just say we’re friends or something.” 

You nodded. “I think that’s best especially since we’ve only been back together for a few days. It’s one thing having the media and everyone speculating, but people actually knowing we’re together will cause a bit of a frenzy.” 

“And besides no one but us and our close friends and family need to know if we’re together or not,” he said. 

You smiled. “I miss you,” you sighed. 

“I know, it’s only been what three days since we saw one another and it feels like that didn’t even happen,” he sighed. 

“But you’re still coming at the end of the week, right?” You asked hopefully. 

“Yep. Since we finish recording the show on Thursday, I have a flight leaving on Friday morning,” he smiled.

“Really? So, you’ll be here Friday?” You asked. 

“Well, not there obviously, because you’ll be in Miami then, but yeah, we’ll be together on Friday,” he smiled. 

“I can’t wait!” you smiled. “And I can’t wait to go shopping!” 

“You’re waiting for me to go shopping?” He laughed. 

“No, I’m talking about going shopping for some things for when you get here,” you smirked. 

He looked at you confused and then it suddenly dawned on him. “Oh, OH, oh, now I really can’t wait for Friday to get here, especially looking at you right now,” he smirked. 

You giggled. “Well, I have a show Saturday Night and Sunday night, so that will give us a bit on Friday and all day Saturday and Sunday to enjoy each other and the sun,” you smirked. 

“We’ll there be any enjoying ourselves in the sun?” He said cocking his eyebrow. 

“Oh, of course. There will be swimming and be walking on the beach,” you smiled. “Oh and I’m sure we can rent some jet skis.” 

“That wasn’t exactly what I was implying, but okay.” he laughed. 

You giggled. “Don’t worry, they’ll be plenty of time for that.” 

“There better be,” he smirked. “We have lots to catch up on.” 

“Yes, we do,” you smiled. 

“I love you,” he whispered. “And I wish I was in that bath with you right now.”

“I do too, it’s been a bit lonely in this hotel,” you sighed dramatically. 

“Well, I’ll be there in a few days,” he smiled. 

“Can’t you just record your parts before Thursday and come now?” You pouted. 

“If I had that kind of power, I would already be on a plane to you right now,” he said. 

You smiled. “What time is it over there?” 

“Uh, just after 1 in morning,” he said. 

“Oh, well you better get in bed,” you said. 

“But I want to talk to you,” he whined. 

“I know, but you need your sleep,” you laughed. 

“Ugh, fine, fine,” he sighed. “You’re so bossy.” 

“You love me though,” you smirked. 

“That I do,” he smiled. 

You giggled. “I love you too.” 

“Night baby,” he whispered. 

“Night,” you smiled. 


It was the next day and Harry was going out to lunch with his sister. He had already told his Mom about the two of you, but he hadn’t told Gemma yet. He was a little more nervous about telling her than his Mom because there was actually a time where Gemma didn’t really like you with him. 

He never told you that and it was years ago, so hopefully, Gemma wouldn’t make a big deal about it. By the time Harry got there, Gemma was already there. She was typing away on her computer when he sat down. 

She looked up at him and finished what she was working on before putting her laptop away. 

“Finally,” he groaned dramatically. “So rude.” 

“Oh, piss off,” she laughed. “Anyway, how’s my baby brother doing.” 

“Great,” he said. 

“How was New York?” She asked. 

“It went well…” he coughed. 

“That wouldn’t have anything to do with a certain ex, would it?” She asked. 

He took a sip of his water and looked at the menu. 

“Don’t play coy with me,” she said. “The evidence is out there that you two were together at some point.” 

He sighed. “Yes, we were together in New York.” 

“Really?” She sighed. 

“Why are you saying it like that?” He asked. 

“Because you’ve been down that road plenty of times and it’s always ended the same,” she said. 

He sighed. “We’re in different places in our lives, Gem. It’s not going to end the same way.” 

“You’ve said that exact same thing the last two times you gave it a try with her,” she said. 

“Why don’t you like her?” He sighed. 

“It’s not that I don’t like her. Y/N and I were really close when you two first got together, but then I saw how your relationship with her was affecting you and how it hurt you were, so excuse me for not wanting to see you go through that again,” she said. 

“I get where you’re coming from and I don’t want to go through that ever again, but being without her in my life is just as painful if not more,” he sighed. “You don’t know what it’s like seeing all your friends or your sister being happy with their significant others and being in love. Or having to go home to an empty house every night and thinking about if you’re ever going to have someone to cook dinner with or open a bottle of wine and listen to music while sitting in front of the fire? And then you think about how you did have that, with that one person that you can’t get out of your fucking mind and heart because they’re the only one that you’ve ever felt anything with. Y/N, is my person and yeah, I’m scared as hell that it might not work out again, but at least I know that I gave it one more shot.” 

She sighed looking at him. “I know that you love her, and I know that she loves you. I’m not doubting that, but sometimes love isn’t enough and people aren’t meant to be.” 

“Wow,” he said shaking his head. “After everything I just told you, you’re really going to say something like that? I understand that you’re looking out for me and quite honestly I’m sure if roles were reversed, I would be the same way, but I would also support your decision if meant that you were happy.” 

“I do want you to be happy, but I also want you to really think this through and just not jump back into a relationship with someone that you haven’t even been around for over a year?” She said. 

“We’re not jumping into anything. Yes, she’s my girlfriend, but we’re taking things slow,” he said. 

“Then you didn’t sleep together in New York?” She asked. 

“That’s none of your business,” he said. 

“Damn it, Harry,” she sighed. 

“Who I have sex with is my decision,” he said. 

“I know, I know, but don’t you think it’s better to build your relationship emotionally instead of physically,” she said. 

“It’s not like we only have sex,” he sighed shaking his head. “Our relationship is more than that, it’s always been more than that.”

She sighed. “Okay, okay, I won’t say anything negative about Y/N or your relationship anymore. If you’re willing to give her another chance, then so am I,” she said. 

“That’s all I ask,” he sighed. 


You were now in Miami for the next few days and since Harry would be arriving tomorrow, you decided to go out shopping with your stylist, Maxy, and makeup artist, Manny, who were your best friends from over the years. 

“Not that I’m complaining, but what’s brought on this sudden shopping trip?” Maxy asked. 

“We’re in Miami, why wouldn’t we do a little shopping?” You said innocently. 

“Normally, I would accept that answer, but our shopping trips don’t usually involve purchasing new lingerie,”  she smirked holding up a red lacy see- through bra from the rack. 

“Girl, don’t you know? Y/N’s little boy toy is coming into town tomorrow for a few weeks,” Manny smirked. 

“He’s not my little boy toy, he’s my boyfriend,” you laughed looking through different options. “And I wanted to get some new things to wear to spice things up a bit.” 

“I didn’t realize that you and Harry were already official again,” Maxy said. “I mean, I know he was at the show and you two were quite on top of each other, but I didn’t know it was that serious again.” 

“It’s always been serious between me and Harry. After we first met initially, we only talked back and forth for about two weeks before we went out on our first date and then we became exclusive in a relationship after our third date,” you said. “If you know that you want to be with him, why should I wait a certain amount of time before we get back together.” 

“I don’t know, it just seems sort of fast, you know? You two were broken up and hadn’t spoken to one another in over a year, but then you meet up for one night and you’re already in a full blown committed relationship with him flying here to be with you,” she said. 

“I can see where you’re coming from, but it’s not like Harry was a one-night stand and now I’m in a relationship with him. We have history and we love each other, those feelings never went away even during our year apart, so to us it’s not like we’re rushing in or moving too fast,” you shrugged. “And honestly what’s so bad about us being together, we don’t want to see other people, so what’s wrong with already being exclusive.” 

“Nothing is wrong with it,” Manny said. “It’s your and Harry’s relationship and if you two love each other, that’s all that matters. We can tell you our thoughts or opinions, but at the end of the day as long as the two of you are happy and in love, then don’t worry about it.” 

“Thank you,” you smiled. 

“Now, that’s settled, let’s pick you out some things for your man to take off,” h smirked. 

You all laughed and finished looking through the store. Once you had a handful of lacy bra and underwear sets, you went back to the dressing room. As you were trying each set on, you smirked to yourself as you got a bit of an idea. You took a few pictures of yourself in the different sets. 

You went to your messages and clicked on Harry’s name. You picked a few pictures that you had just taken to send to him with, “Out shopping, which one is your favorite? ;)” as the message. 

You changed back into your clothes and grabbed the sets you tried on. 

“So, which ones are you getting?” Maxy asked. 

“Um, out of these probably the red, the black, and the dark purple,” you said. “ 

“Great choices!” Manny said. “He’s going to lose his shit when he sees you them.” 

You laughed. “He probably is already losing his shit. I might have snapped a few photos in the dressing room and sent him a bit of a sneak peek.” 

“Damn girl, I didn’t know you were the type to sext,” he gasped. 

“Usually, I’m not, mostly because of the whole like hacking and iCloud issues and things getting leaked, but there are ways around it. Especially, when you’re away from your significant other, it helps the time pass by a bit,” you smirked. 

“Ew. I don’t need that visual,” he said shaking his head. 

“Oh, but it’s perfectly fine picking out lingerie for me and talk about my sex life, but god forbid we talk me sexting with my boyfriend,” you giggled. 

“Oh my god, stop talking about it!” He laughed covering his ears. 

“Anyway, I’m going to go pay for these and then we can go get lunch,” you said. 

“Sounds good to me,” Manny said quickly.


Harry was finishing up his packing before he had to head to the studio to film for the Graham Norton show. He was literally counting down the hours until his flight would leave and he would be seeing you again. The conversation with his sister the other day had stuck with him a little bit and it made it wonder if she would ever really be happy that you and him were together. 

While it didn’t really matter to him about her opinion on you and your relationship, he still wanted his girl and his sister to get along. He heard his phone beep a few times, while he was packing, but he didn’t think anything of it. 

Once he zipped up his suitcase, he grabbed his phone from the bedside table and saw that you had sent him a few messages. He slid his finger to open and his eyes widen when he saw the pictures that you sent. 

“Bloody hell,” he mumbled to himself. 

“Out shopping, which is your favorite? ;)” he read the text along with your pictures. 

How was he supposed to choose just one? You looked fucking amazing in every single one of those and all he wanted to do was see you in them before he ripped them off of you. As he continued to stare at the pictures, it was obvious that a bit of a problem was growing. 

“Damn it, Y/N!” He typed into his phone. 

“What?” You sent back with an innocent looking emoji. 

“You know very well, what I’m talking about. You can’t just send me photos of you half naked looking fucking amazing without some sort of warning.”

“What? I was just asking for your opinion, but it’s nice to know that I looked good in all of them.”

“Of course you did! Please tell me you bought them all?”

“Nope, not gonna say, which or how many I bought. That’s something you’re going to have to wait and see.”

“But…but..but,” he sent with a pouty face. 

“You can whine all you want, but it’s not going to happen. Patience is a virtue.”

“Fuck patience, I want to know! It’s the least you could do since you’ve got me all hot and bothered over here! Did you forget that I’m going to filming a show in like two hours? I’m gonna have a fucking hard on and it’s all your fault!” 

“It’s not my fault you’re like a horny teenager.”

“Only for my beautiful, sexy, amazing, gorgeous, hot, girlfriend who I love more than anything in the world.” 

“You’re so sweet, but buttering me up is not going to work on me telling you which ones I bought.”

“I’m offended that you think I was trying to butter you up into getting what I want.”

“I’ve known you for almost 5 years, Styles, I know how you get when you want something.”

“And what I want is you…” 

“Tomorrow you can have me all day and night…”

“Fucking… You’re not helping my situation.”

“Maybe, I should let you go take care it before your big show.”

“Or you could help me take care of it… Video Chat?”

“I’d love too… but I’m out to lunch right now and I’m quite sure others around us wouldn’t be too keen on that type of video chatting.” 

“Damn it! Well, in that case, I’m gonna go have a nice cold shower. I’ll call you after the recording.” 

“Looking forward to it, and you never know you might get another little sneak peek then too ;)” 

“You’re having fun with this aren’t you?” 


“What am I going to do with you?” 

“Anything you want. ;)” 

“Okay. Cold Shower is definitely happening now.” 

“Sorry! ;) Talk to you later! I love you and you’re going to do great tonight!” 

“Thanks, baby and I love you too!” 


Harry was at the taping of the Graham Norton and as he sat in the dressing room with his parents, he wasn’t as nervous as he had been for SNL, but he still had a bit of nervousness. 

“You’re going to do great,” Anne smiled. “I’m so proud of you.” 

“Thanks, Mum,” he smiled. 

“So, how are things going with you and Y/N?” She asked. 

“Great,” he smiled. “You know I’m flying out to see her tomorrow morning right?” 

“Yes, I know,” she laughed. “I think that’s the real reason you have that stupid smile on your face.” 

He blushed. 

“It makes me so happy to see you happy,” she smiled. “This is all I’ve ever wanted for you and Gemma,” she sniffed. “And now you’re performing your own music that you’re so proud of and you’re with someone that you love and I’ve never seen you this happy before.” 

“Mum,” he laughed hugging her. “Why are you crying?” 

“Because I’m your Mum and that’s what I do.” she laughed dabbing her eyes. 

“Mum, you’re gonna make me cry,” he laughed rubbing her back. 

“Okay, I’ll stop. I’ll stop,” she said. 

He laughed kissing her head. One of the show’s producers peek their heads into the room, “The show starts in a few minutes,” she said. 

 “We better get to our seats,” Robin said. 

Harry nodded and hugged his mom one more time before they both left. He was alone in the room, except for his band. They were all trying to get into the zone for their performance that was coming up. 

It was a little more than halfway through the show when it was time for Harry to perform. After he nailed his performance, they brought him out onto the interview stage with the other guests. 

“Harry, Harry, welcome, you did a fabulous job,” Graham said. 

“Thank you,” Harry smiled. 

“So, we’re going to do this little game that we did with one of our guests last week and we’re going to talk about some of the craziest rumors about you and we’re just going to go off of your facial expression,” he said. 

“This could be fun,” he laughed. 

“Yeah, and there’s going to be camera zoomed in on your face,” he added. 

“Oh, god,” Harry laughed sitting up. 

“Okay, is it true that you took a carrot cake to a Fleetwood Mac concert?” He asked. 

Harry smirked and laughed. “I did, I didn’t take a carrot cake to a Fleetwood Mac concert. I like carrot cake,” he shrugged. 

“And Fleetwood Mac, hopefully,” Graham said. 

“Love,” he laughed. 

Graham continued to ask about different rumors and so far they were all easy, until the very last one. 

“Now, this next rumor is quite recent,” he said. “And is it true that you and Y/N have rekindled a bit of a romance.” 

Harry tried so hard to keep a straight a face and he did good for the most part, but then a little smile broke through before it went back to straight face. 

“Oh! That’s a yes, that’s definitely a yes,” one of the guests laughed pointing to him. 

“I didn’t say that,” Harry said. 

“You didn’t have too,” he joked. 

Harry coughed and sat back with a smirk. 

“Well, we’re out of time, thank you to our guests for joining us tonight and thank you to Harry Styles for performing his new single,” he said. 

Harry smirked and stuck his head into the view of the camera giving it a wave. 


It was the day Harry would be arriving. You didn’t have plans that day, so you used it to get ready for his arrival. You picked up your clothes that covered the floor and put them away. You went into the bathroom and tided up your hair and makeup products a bit and then you took a quick shower to freshen up and shave your legs and what not. You pulled out your candle stash and put them throughout the room, but away from the curtains and other possible flammable items. 

You then went over to the shopping bag from yesterday and tried to decide on which one you would wear. You decided on wearing the red lace one and quickly put it on before putting your robe on. You then went and fixed your hair a bit and put on a little bit of makeup. 

You knew that you didn’t have to put this much trouble into it, but you wanted to make it a little more romantic setting than just a random hotel room. You looked at the clock and saw that Harry should be arriving within the hour. 

You felt that nervous-excited feeling in the pit of your stomach. Seeing him this time was different than New York because you knew where the two of you stood and it wasn’t a short visit. You would actually have more than a few hours to be together. 

You kept pacing around the room as you waited. It felt like Christmas morning or the night before your birthday. You were brought out of your thoughts when you heard a knock on the door. You were sure it wasn’t Harry because he wasn’t supposed to be landing until about now and it would take a while to get here from the airport. You tightened the knot on your robe and walked over to the door and opened it. 

Harry was standing there with his bags in his hand and a huge smile on his face. 

“Oh! What are you doing here so early?” You smiled. 

“Where you expecting someone else?” He asked. 

“Of course not, I’m glad that you’re here, I just thought you wouldn’t be in for another hour,” you said. 

“I was able to get an earlier flight,” he smiled. “Can I come in or is your other boyfriend in there?” he joked. 

“Don’t worry. He snuck down the balcony,” you giggled. “So, come on in.” 

He smiled walking in the door and putting his bags and guitar on the floor. 

“Now, come here,” he said pulling you to him after you close the door. 

You giggled wrapping your arms around him and he holds you close to him, kissing your head. 

“God, I’ve missed you,” he whispered. 

“I’ve missed you too,” you smiled. “These last four days were torture.” 

“I know, especially with you teasing me,” he laughed. 

“Don’t act like you didn’t like it,” you smirked. 

“That’s the problem, I loved it,” he laughed. 

You smiled. “Well, we have plenty of time to make up for it,” you whispered leaning up to kiss him. 

He smiled into the kiss bringing you closer to him as he deepens it. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you stood on your tip toes. After a bit, you pulled away. 

“No offense, but you smell like an airplane,” you laughed. 

“Is that your way of telling me I stink?” He pouted. 

“Pretty much, yep,” you giggled. 

“I guess I’ll jump in the shower really quick, wanna join?” he smirked. 

“Normally, I would, but I spent a good amount of time on this look and I’d hate to ruin it in the shower,” you said. 

“You know you don’t have to get all done up to impress me or anything,” he said. 

“I know, but I wanted to look nice,” you smiled. “Now, go and shower.” 

“Ugh, fine,” he said grabbing his toiletry bag. “I’ll be out in a few,” he said kissing you quickly and going into the bathroom. 

While Harry was in the shower, you lit all the candles and put on some music. You had some champagne brought to the room and you opened it to pour two glasses. You also had some fruit sent up as well. You set everything up and lowered the lights. 

The shower turned off and a few minutes later, he came out wrapped in a towel. He looked around at the candles and smiled. 

“Someone’s trying to be romantic,” he smirked walking over to you. 

“Well, I figured it would be nice to have a nice night in without feeling rushed,” you smiled handing him a glass of champagne. 

“A romantic night in sounds amazing,” he smiled. 

You grabbed the plate of fruit and climbed on the bed. Harry smiled joining you and laying next to you before grabbing a strawberry. 

“So, how did the show go?” You asked. 

“It went well. I had so much fun,” he smiled. “And the performance was amazing if I do say so myself.” 

“I’m sure you did great,” you smiled. “What about the interview?” 

“Really short, but we played this little game about asking about rumors about me and they zoomed in on my face. Most of them were ridiculous, but then they mentioned about us and I tried to keep a straight face, I really did, but I broke a bit and recovered quickly, but everyone was taking that as a yes,” he laughed. 

“Way to go,” you joked. 

“What? I’m not good at lying!” he laughed. 

“Apparently,” you said. 

“I’m just happy,” he smiled. 

“So am I,” you smiled. “Happier than I’ve been in a long time.” 

“Same here,” he said. “So, I told Gemma about us.” 

“How did she react?” you asked. 

“Not good at first,” he admitted. “She just kept bringing up our past and how it doesn’t seem like a good idea that we’re getting back together. And that she didn’t want to see me get hurt again, but I told her about how much I loved you and how happy being with you made me and she eventually decided that she would support my decision.” 

You sighed downing the rest of your champagne. 

“Hey,” he said taking your hand. “It’s okay, she’ll come around.” 

“I hope so,” you sighed. “We used to be really close, she was like my best friend, but then everything changed.” 

“Well, hopefully, the longer we’re together, the more you two can work on your friendship,” he smiled. 

“I’d like that,” you smiled. 

“You know what I’d like?” he smirked leaning closer to you. 

“What?” You asked. 

“Some of those kiwis,” he smirked leaning over you and grabbing some slices off the plate. 

You laughed. “Didn’t you eat on the plane?” 

“Yeah, but I’m still hungry,” he smirked. 

“We can order some food you know,” you laughed. 

“Nope. I don’t have time for that,” he said. 

“Oh, really?” You asked. “Why not?” 

“Because” he smirked pulling you on top of him. “We have things to do.” 

You giggled looking down at him. You tucked your hair behind your ear and leaned down to kiss him. He deepened the kiss as soon as you lips touched and put his hands on your hips as you straddled him. 

As you kissed him, you moved your hips a little causing him to let out a moan against your lips. He ran his hands up and down your thighs before sitting you both up. 

“Let’s see what’s under this, shall we?” he smirked pulling away and untying your robe. 

“I have a feeling you’re really going to like it,” you smirked. 

He let the sides of your robe fall and he pushed the robe off of your shoulders. 

“Fuck,” he whispered. “I see you got the red one.” 

“I did,” you smirked. “What do you think?” 

“I think I want to see more of it.” he smirked. 

You giggled getting off his lap to stand up next to the bed. He was staring at you with both lust and admiration. You smirked and turned around to show him the back. 

“Fucking hell,” he mumbled. “Now, get back over here.” 

You laughed as he pulled you back over him. He kissed your stomach and ran his hand over your bum. “You’re so beautiful,” he said with a kiss along your stomach. “And sexy,” he whispered with a kiss over the tops of your chest. “And fucking gorgeous,”  he whispered against your neck. “And funny,” he smirked kissing along your shoulder. “And talented,” he whispered. “And nice. And the best person I know. And did I mention beautiful?” 

You nodded. “You did.” 

He nodded turning back around you face you. “And you’re mine,” he whispered before pulling you in for a kiss. 


Later that night, Harry laid his head on your chest. You smiled playing with his hair. 

“I love you,” you whispered. 

He turned his head to look up at you. “I love you too, baby.” 

“So, we should probably order some dinner,” you laughed. “I’m starving.” 

He laughed. “Me too, but I don’t wanna move. Your boobs are the best pillows,” he smirked. 

“Oh my god,” you laughed. 

“What? It’s true,” he said. 

You giggled. “Remember that time after we first started dating and you were at backstage at my show and you didn’t realize I was changing, so you walked into my dressing room and you stood there forever before you realized I was a bit naked and then you tried to leave the room super fast and ended up running into the wall,” 

“Oh god, that was so painful,” he laughed. “I had a huge bruise on my forehead for weeks and the entire show, I kept thinking about you and I felt so bad because we obviously hadn’t taken that next step yet.” 

“Yeah, you were so embarrassed,” you giggled. “It was cute though.” 

He laughed. “I was just trying not to think about it so I didn’t pop a boner.” 

“Aww,” you laughed. 

He smiled. “You know this right here is what I think I missed the most about us being apart,” he said. “Just laying here and talking. Just being together.” 

“We used to do this all the time,” you nodded. “We would just stay in and be together. I think that’s why we grew so close because we didn’t always go out for fancy dinners or a night out at the club. We were both fine with just having a quiet night in watching movies or something.” 

“Among other things,” he smirked looking up at you. 

“That’s true,” you laughed. “Can you hand me the phone? I’m gonna call in an order.” 

He groaned dramatically before reaching over for the phone and handing it to you. 

You dialed the number for room service and waited for the to pick up. While you waited to place the order, Harry smirked to himself and started kissing down your stomach. 

You gave him a look and he looked back at you innocently. 

“Oh, hi, I would like to place a dinner order to be delivered,” you said. 

“Okay, whenever you’re ready,” they said on the other line. 

Harry had now disappeared under the sheets and was kissing your thighs. 

“Stop it,” you whispered pulling the phone away from you. 

You felt him smirk against your thigh and you rolled your eyes. 

“I need two cheeseburgers with everything and fries. I would like a bowl of the house salad with the dressing on the side,” you said. 

Harry smirked while he moved your legs apart a bit and kisses his way your thigh. 

You gasp and pull the phone away from you. “I’m on phone,” you gasp. 

He shrugged and you groaned. 

“Okay, so two cheeseburgers with everything, fries, a bowl of house salad with dressing on the side, and would you like more champagne?” They asked. 

You were holding back a moan as you listened to them list off the order. 

“Ah…yeah…that’s uh… fine,” you mumbled out. 

“Great. Everything will be delivered in about twenty minutes,” they said. 

“Sounds….Good,” you said before throwing the phone to the side. 

Harry sneaked out from under the sheets and looked at you. 

“What the hell was that?” You asked. 

“Nothing… Nothing at all,” he smirked. 

You playfully glared at him. “Well, you better finish where you left off with that nothing.” 

“Don’t mind if I do,” he smirked. 


By the time, you two had finished a quick round of fooling around there was a knock on the door. You quickly rolled off of Harry, who got up from the bed and wrapped the sheet around his waist before walking over to get the door. He took the cart of food from the guy and gave him a tip before thanking him and closing the door. 

“Food!” You laughed putting Harry’s shirt on. 

“Did I say you could borrow that?” He asked bringing the food over to the bed. 

“Didn’t have too. I’m pretty sure I bought it for you a few years ago and it looks better on me anyway,” you smirked. 

“Damn, you didn’t have to mean about it,” he whined. “But yeah, it does look pretty good on you.” 

You laughed and grabbed your plate of food and put some of the salad on the another plate. 

“Want some water?” He asked. 

You nodded and he grabbed two bottles and handed one to you. 

“Thank you,” you smiled giving him a kiss. 

After you both ate, you laid down on the bed and turned on a movie. Harry wrapped his arms around you and held you to his chest. You smiled as you cuddled into him and he kissed the top of your head. You two spent the rest of the night watching a movie before finally falling asleep. 

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My Confessions!

A follower reacted on my posting last Friday “it’s going to be a hot and wet weekend”; … and asked me; “what are your plans for the weekend?”.

I reacted; …It will be a hot and wet weekend

Based on the weather forecast, it will be a hot weekend. I mean not only the weather report, but also Hubby’s and mine agenda for Saturday, Sunday and part of Monday. This weekend it was the Pentecost weekend in the Netherlands, so an extra free day on Monday. Friends of us, living in Germany had us invited for this long weekend.

They had also tickets arranged for Pinkpop on Saturday. so we met eachother at Pinkpop, a mega open air music festival with very well know musicians like Kensington, Martin Garrix, Chef’s Special, Richard Ascroft and James TW. Pinkpop was as expected, drinks, good music, dancing perfect ingredients for to go all the way out of your roof. We felt back in our 30s!

 But age counts …. and during the last performance of Marnix Garrix we decided to go to our friends’ house, located in the beautiful Eifel National Park, not far across the German border.

We met our friends, Wolfgang en Sabine, many years ago at the “liberal” Naturist resort Cap d'Agde and it clicked immediately and also sexually. And although we don’t meet often, our relation is still as it was when we met the first time, full of lust and passion.

Our friends like, like hubby and I, to have sex with more people in the same room at the same time. For this reason they have even built a 6 person bed in their house.

After a couple of glasses of wine, Sabine and I started to kiss with each other, undressed ourselves and we made each other cum by using our tongue. Wolfgang and Hubby were sitting on the sofa, with their pants open and hard cocks in the free air. And while they watch they were softly playing with their hard cocks.
Wolfgang stopped and said. let’s go to the love room. We all did and within minutes our four bodies were intertwined.

Lust and passion took over the control and until the earliest morning we went on until we fell asleep one after another. And sorry to say, I was the first :-( The last thing I remembered was Wolfgang cumming in my mouth. And the image of Hubby and Sabine fucking in “Doggystyle”.

I woke up around nine o’clock Sunday Morning. My eyes scanned the room, the first I saw were Hubby and Wolfgang laying both nude on my left side. I could hear the typical noises of sleeping men, snore, cough, moan and smack sounds. I turned on my other side and before I even rolled on my side I felt Sabine her hand on my face. “Guten morgen” she said with a soft voice. Her blue eyes looked right into mine and I don’t know why, I felt a very strong urge to kiss her. And she responded immediately on the kiss. My hands were gliding over her beautiful body. Sometimes when I look at her, I have some jealous feelings regarding her body and was thinking what 5 year and having children can do with a woman’s body. My hand glided down to her pussy and two fingers slipped inside her. At the same moment Sabine was pressing her knee between my legs and pushed it hard towards my pussy. I started riding on her knee rubbing my pussy against her soft and thin leg and on every move of my hips, I moved my fingers inside Sabine. She started to moan softly and slowly turned herself a little on her back, open herself more for my fingers and giving more pressure against my pussy. I look at her, her eyes were closed and she moved her head backwards, opening her mouth. Her back pulled hollow, a suppressed moan and a thin jet of warm body juices squired against my hand. 

OMG what was this a horny experience and almost immediately after, I came too. Our orgasms faded into kisses again. Carefully, I took my wet hand away from Sabine’s legs and kept it for our two mouths. I had to lick Sabine her body fluids and Sabine wanted hers too. It was tasteful and I definitely wanted to taste more this weekend.

We laid close together for a while, touching and kissing each other, until the moment our feminine instinct and sense of duty, forced us to become active, taking care for the men and making breakfast. We had a hearty breakfast, an extensive coffee, when Wolfgang invited us into the garden to enjoy the beautiful weather in the nude.. After a long winter season, Wolfgang did not have to say that twice. The morning jackets went out and enjoyed the sun in our nakedness.

We also enjoyed each other’s presence so that Sunday became a pleasant mix of sex, discussing world politics, and especially about Mr. D. Trump and the Paris climate agreement, all decorated with tapas and wine.

The sun began to sink, the dusk set in and the air cooled down, actually I wanted to pull some warmth when Wolfgang called; That the jacuzzi was on display and whether we wanted to accompany him.

The jacuzzi was on the terrace on the side of the house, a little less sheltered than the large terrace, but with a beautiful view over the Eifel and the reservoir. Everybody wanted to go to the jacuzzi, but Hubby said, “Stop a moment” and he continued. “Wolfgang will you sit on that chair." Then he looked at me and said; "Car show your respect to host and reward Wolfgang with a wonderful blowjob.” Wolfgang sat down, and I kneeled down for him.

The many efforts that Wolfgang’s cock held in the last few hours and the cold air had left their signs behind. Wolfgang’s dick hung little and sluggish. Without any effort I took his whole cock in my mouth. Hubby sat next to Wolfgang and looked at how I woke up Wolfgang’s dick again. Sabine also added her head on Wolfgang’s belly and asked whispering to me; “I can also watch” With Wolfgang’s his cock deep in my mouth I nodded yes.

Men sometimes ask me; “What do you think is very exciting?" One of those things is actually something very small, namely, a little floppy dick slowly grow into my mouth to grow into a hard straight upright powerful dick. My warm mouth and teasing tongue had soon affected.

I felt how, very slowly Wolfgang his cock started at his resurrection.
By moving my tongue, mouth and head, a warm "enclosure” slowly changed into a deep throat. I focused on every change and tried to overcome the transformation in my mouth without gagging.
My mouth went up and then very deep down again on Wolfgang’s cock and every time my mouth was at his head I was sucking extra hard.
Sabine had slowly pushed her head closer to my head, and just the moment I was again with Wolfgang’s head into my mouth, Sabine pushed her lips against mine. I immediately understood what she would like.
We kissed each other, our tongues hit each other and Wolfgang his cock especially his the head of his cock was in between.

Sabine laid her arms around my neck and pulled me firmly towards her, while we moved our mouths synchronously up and down and over Wolfgang’s dick.

Wolfgang began to move his hips. A followed by a loud moaning and panting. Suddenly he pushed his pelvis upwards, and at that moment, accompanied with loud moaning, Sabine and I felt how Wolfgang was cumming into our mouths. Warm shots of cum were filling our mouth And nothing betrayed that this might be was Wolfgang’s 8th or 9th orgasm in a relatively short time. We held our lips together until we felt Wolfgang’s dick shrinking again.

 We turned our faces towards Wolfgang and Hubby, and  presented Wolfgang’s cum on our tongues. Then we looked at each other and …. swallowed everything. Many women do not know what this has an effect on men. And that gesture of unconditional love creates a bond between each other for life.

After some cleaning work removing Wolfgang’s cum, we went into the jacuzzi. The hot water, the bubbles and the the wine were a guarantee for a few hours of coziness. Unfortunately for Sabine and me, we hadn’t any sex anymore due to the fact that the men were exhausted.

But happy with each other, because just like women’s work is never done, is it the same for women’s sex ;-)
As a final fireworks, I suggested Sabine to surprise the men with a private “lesbian” show. Sabine who is just as “crazy” as I am, hesitated for not a moment. And said loudly; “Yesss!”

I whispered in her ear what I wanted to do. She nodded enthusiastically. I rushed to the “love room” and took the big double dildo.
At the same moment Sabine had been spreading a thick soft blanket on the floor of the living and invited the men to watch the “live act” of Car and Sabine. We lied to each other and carefully I pushed the dildo a little inside Sabine and me. we moved carefully towards each other, letting the dildo slowly disappearing completely in us. * Why carefully an attentive reader will wonder? 

Because, at least in my case, my interior had become quit sensitive because of its many uses. Our pussies stroked each other. Sabine pushed the on Bose remote control and a compelling music filled the space. Rhythmically, we began to move our pelvises. Our pussies rubbing each other and the dildo sliding in and out. Slowly we built our cumming … and when one of us felt she was cumming, we slowed down .

The art is, almost as close as possible staying on that turning point of cumming or not and to stay on this point as long as possible. But after a quarter of a hour, I heard Sabine asking; “Bitte, bitte” (please, please)

We did not stop anymore, our orgasm was cumming almost at the same time and very heavily. And in my case too long.Exhausted and satisfied, we turned on our backs and got a standing ovation from Wolfgang and Hubby. All in all it was getting late and soon we the four of us went to bed in the  "love room" and at least I felt asleep immediately.

The next morning I woke up with the smell of delicious coffee creams and everyone was already out of bed. Wolfgang and Hubby had even been to the bakery to get fresh bread and croissants. After the coffee we took our luggage and drove back to the Netherlands. I find it hard to start completely sexlessl. Not even a masturbation.

While driving, I began to challenge Hubby, by rubbing over his cock. At a restaurant, AC Nederweert, Hubby pulled our car on the side. He opened his pants and got his hard dick out in the open air. Without saying anything, Hubby took me by my hair, pushed my head down and said; Is this what you want?“ With his dick already in my mouth I muttered yes.

To anyone who saw a black Toyota Verso with hinged windows around two o'clock last Monday? Now you know who it was.

BTW on the way back Hubby told me that he Wolfgang and Sabine had when I was already sleeping  an awesome threesome. I was happy for him …. but felt stupid that I couldn’t stay awake. So the rest of the way back, I was thinking: - was I so tired due of hard work of is finally age starting controlling my life?


Sunday Chill…..Relaxing enjoying the rays of sun…. Tomorrow is a brand new day, forget about the troubles of yesterday and make it a great start…You own your destiny…no one but you determines your outcome..Happy Sunday Folks :)

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Where we belong Chapter one

Plot: 7 guys, 7 girls, 1 dream
They gathered in the white practice room the day before the concert, one of the many concerts the guys had, the first for the girls.. they prepared so much and worked so hard, they were happy.
Genuinely happy, besides the tears and the sweat, besides all the things they gave up: friends, family, youth.
They all felt like this was it, this was exactly where they belonged.

Hope you like it


GIF is not mine

Originally posted by greenoasis

It was a beautiful sunny Sunday in Seoul, most of the people were out eating and just enjoy the warm weather.

From their dorm’s window, Mira could see some couples, walking hand in hand through the streets of Seoul. Watching the shops and eating some street food, she was immersed in the view when the blond maknae interrupted her.

-Unnie, I’m going to the pool with Lizzie, ok?

-Oh..sure Yoore

The eldest smiled widely, remembering how they all used to go together to the beach in Brighton every Sunday morning, enjoying the rare sun in England.

She missed the smell of the sea, she remembers how she could just open the window and feel it..

She could still feel it, if she just closed her eyes, God knew how much she missed it.

She missed the beach, where she could just go and walk freely; she missed the seagulls that kind of scared her.

Mira always loved walking and nature, so that’s why it was so hard for her, to live in a big city like that, not being able to just breathe fresh air and free her mind how she used to.

It was 10 in the morning when she decided to start cleaning the house; the others were sleeping and she didn’t want to wake them up, so she just started by herself.

The girls and the boys decided to have lunch together because they were both free after their concerts.

As many times before, the girls would have made lunch and the boys would have cleaned after, this time it was girls dorm turn so they had to settle the table for all 14, and prepare something.. probably something simple and fresh.

Just a few meters away, behind their living room’s wall, there were one of the boys’ room.

-Hyung, are you going to take a shower first?

A dark hair Yoongi, sitting on his bed with his laptop on his legs asked his roommate Jin, who just woke up.

Still not able to properly talk, the oldest got up, scratched his head and just walked in the bathroom.

Yoongi was already awake since 8.30, not being able to sleep properly because of his upset stomach who has been torturing him for a few days now.

He massaged his belly and put back his headphones on, opening the program he used for his music and playing a bit around.

The sun hitting his milky skin, underlining his soft features.

Passing a hand through his hair he got up, deciding to open the window due to the nice weather outside.

A warm breeze caressed his skin while he did so and he couldn’t help but smile a little, he really enjoys this weather.. it was not too cold but not too hot.

He could hear some birds singing, people talking in the crowded streets underneath him.

Already feeling a bit better he sat back on his bed, closing his eyes and resting his head on the bedroom’s wall.

And then he heard it.

A voice.

Her voice.

Every time they had a free day, every morning to be precise, he could hear it.

Her. Singing.

Her sweet soft voice, singing the same song every time.

He looked for it, it took him a while but he did find it googling the words he could get.

Only hope, by Mandy Moore

Not his style, but definitely hers.

A love song, with a beautiful lyrics.

He wishes he could write something so sweet, maybe for her.

He secretly wished he could hear her singing that not just behind a wall. Yes, he heard her a lot of time singing, he was their producer after all.. but this song.. this was her song.

And the way she always sang it, it was something different..

He kept smiling while she was singing, enjoying every single word and just imagining how her messy hairs were probably bothering her..  how she was keeping putting them behind her ear and how her hazelnut eyes would have been wondering around the living room, looking for something.

Mira was like a beautiful art piece, impossible not to admire and hard to take the eyes off.

-Yoongi, I’m done you can go..

Startled, the boy just got up quickly opening his eyes and nodding at Jin, who looked at him confused.

-Are..oh..what’s this? Who is singing?

-Dunno.. gonna go and take a shower hyung, it’s already 11..

-Yea..we should go to the girls by 13 more or less


He closed the bedroom door behind him and walked to the bathroom.

Under the cold water of the shower, he couldn’t stop thinking of her voice.

Her angelic voice.

He kept playing it in his head while he just stood there, thinking of her beautiful face, and her smile that took his breath away every single time since the first time.


Lizzie and Yoore were back from the pool and already took a shower.

XinYu, Mira and Kanda were cooking lunch, while the others were about to set the table.

The door bell rang, and Soosun runs at the door to open.

A smiley Hoseok was waiting, with all of the boys behind him.

His big dazzling smiled replaced by a weak one, almost fake.


-Jiminie!! Come guys, we’re almost done!

-Hyung move!

The blond boy moved the dancer to get in and made his way in the dorm.

The others following him.

-We’re almost done, guys! Sit!

The leader took the plates and served lunch.

-Have a nice meal everyone!

They all sit together and enjoyed the food like they’ve been doing for almost one year and a half now.

The girls have been training since they came in Korea for one year before debuting, and since they were the only trainers who would have been debuted for sure, BTS just wanted to take care of them and they got close pretty quickly.

Even if their culture were a bit different, everybody tried their best to respect the other traditions and habits and learn from them.

-Sunbaenim, could you please pass me some water?

Jin, who was sitting beside Mira, did as the younger girl asked with a big smile on his face.

Mira was such a sweet heart it was hard to say no to her, the two always joked around and the man had a sweet spot for her, like everyone could tell.

On the other side of the table, some dark eyes were looking at the two, observing every single move but trying not to be noticed.

Everybody was so absorbed in other conversations, like the new video game Jungkook played or the latest choreography they had to learn, that it was an easy job for him.

In his eyes, Mira and Jin were in their own word, and it was impossible for him to get in or even close.

Resigning himself, he just looked at his empty white plate, his stomach began to hurt again.

-I’m going back to the dorm guys, thanks for everything girls..

-Are you feeling sick?

The blond makae looked at him with her big eyes, questioning if the rapper who looked paler than usual, was ok.

-Yea, just sleepy..

He smiled a bit so that maybe they would have been less worried and just walked out.

While he was putting his shoes on, he felt a hand touching his shoulder, he turned around to meet her eyes.

-Sunbaeinm..you forgot your phone

She was holding it in her tiny hands, her long fingers around it.. her nails painted in a pretty pastel pink that Yoongi thought suited her really well.

-Thanks .. Mira

Her name escaped from his mouth, he almost whispered it.. and he enjoyed how it sounded..how her name sounded so good said by him.

-You’re welcome!

She smiled at him, and he just stood there with a shoe and a half on, admiring the view.. trying to print it in his memory until he could.. until he didn’t have to just let it go.

Mira got back to the table, a bit worried for Yoongi.

-Is he ok?

Asked Jin, noticing how the young girl kept touching her hands

-Mm..yea.I think..

-He probably is just a bit stressed.. don’t worry

-I..I wasn’t


That night, Mira couldn’t really sleep so she got up and went to the living room.

Opening the window to let the night breeze in, she thought of how strange Yoongi was, he looked at her with his annoyed gaze when she gave him his phone back.

Sighing, she looked down at the empty streets, everyone got back early today, Monday was just a few hours away.

There’s a song that’s inside of my soul 

It’s the one that I’ve tried to write over and over again 

I’m awake in the infinite cold 

But You sing to me over and over and over again 

Yoongi couldn’t sleep either, he was staring at the white ceiling



-Are you awake?



Do you like her? This was the question he wanted to ask..but he wasn’t brave enough to ask..or maybe he was just scared of the possible answer.

-What Yoongi? Are you feeling bad? Mira was kind of worried for you..you looked sick

-Was she?

-Yea..you looked really bad

Was she worried about him? Why? Millions of questions running in his head, making him feel dizzy.

He turned around to face his roommate who was now awake.

-No I.. just an upset stomach..

-Rest..we have some recordings tomorrow..than Japan..

-Yea..she..said something?



He whispered her name, again loving how it sounded said by him, his Mira..

-No..but you know she doesn’t talk much..

-She does..with you..


The ugly truth..Mira was always happy and bubbly around Jin, but who wouldn’t? His hyung was able to make everybody feel comfortable.

His opposite, the Yoongi he always wished to be.

-Yea..night hyung


He just interrupted the conversation, not wanting to feel worse.. it was just a phase..it would have passed.. he would have forgotten her..

So I lay my head back down 

And I lift my hands 

and pray to be only Yours 

I pray to be only Yours 

I know now you’re my only hope 

-Mir..are you ok?

-Lizzie..I am ok, why are you awake?

-Thirsty..You sure everything is ok?

The black hair girl looked at her while heading at the fridge and taking some fresh water out to drink.


-Doesn’t seem like it..

-It’s fine.. nothing serious..

Mira wasn’t able to hide anything from the girls..

They tried to protect her since day 1, she was such a naive girl.. netizen would have eaten her in one bite if she wouldn’t have been careful.

-Mm.. Did you have fun today with Jin?

-Yea..he’s funny..

-He takes care of you pretty well..

-He’s just nice

-I guess so..

The two looked at each other, Lizzie who was the youngest between the two, smiled at her and got back to bed after kissing the top of Mira’s head.

Sing to me the song of the stars 

Of Your galaxy dancing and laughing 

and laughing again 

When it feels like my dreams are so far 

Sing to me of the plans that You have for me over again 

A few weeks later, after BTS Japan’s concerts and Cherries on Tops’s album promotions, the two groups could finally have some free time.

As usual, Yoongi was laying on his bed, half awake and half asleep while the morning sun was warming his body.

Jin got up early and went to the kitchen to start cooking for everyone.

The boy, who got skinnier than usual due the intense schedules got up to open the windows, finally deciding to get up.

And then he heard it.


That voice.

That song.

Unconsciously, he started to sing it too..his deep morning voice matching her sweet one.

I give You my destiny 

I’m giving You all of me 

I want Your symphony 

Singing in all that I am 

At the top of my lungs I’m giving it back 

So I lay my head back down 

And I lift my hands and pray 

To be only yours 

I pray to be only yours 

I pray to be only yours 

I know now you’re my only hope

anonymous asked:

Can you do one with Ryuji meeting their S/O for the first time and the S/O being a sorta thuggish, intimidating person?

I smiled when I read this lol. Thank you so much for the request! Enjoy!!

It was a hot Sunday in Shibuya. The sun was ruthlessly beating down on the pavement, and people scattered like ants trying to secure a place indoors or in the shade. Ryuji scowled and swore as he was pushed about by frantic strangers.

“Hey! Watch where the hell you’re goin’!”

“Whoops! Uh, s-sorry, didn’t mean to step on your foot.”

He navigated his way through the treacherous maze and arrived at his destination. 

“Whew…” He sighed and shuffled his way into the arcade. Chatter and sound effects invaded his ears. He surveyed the area and his eyes landed on his favorite game. It seemed it was already occupied, and…

Wait a minute…

Ryuji approached the machine and frowned. The stranger that was ‘occupying’ it was just loitering, intrigued by their phone rather than the game. Their back was facing him, so he couldn’t get a good look, but was too irritated to be bothered by appearances.

“Hey…” he started, “just go home if you’re gonna stand around playin’ on your phone. There are others here too, ya know.”

The stranger turned to face him. “What do you want?” they asked aggressively.

Ryuji’s anger doubled from their nasty attitude. “You’re blockin’ the game.” He did his best to keep his voice level, but his patience was rapidly decreasing.

“And? I was here first, wait your turn.” 

That sassy, nonchalant tone in their voice really got on his nerves. “What?” he growled.

“Wait. Your. Turn.” Their voice was condescending as they said, “are you deaf as well as stupid?”

That’s it. Ryuji gritted his teeth and was only inches from them. “Get outta the way.”

A coy grin spread across the stranger’s face. “Make me.”

He had no idea why, but those two words painted a red hue on his cheeks. “H-huh?!”

They came closer. “Make. Me.”

Redness spread across his entire face now. He knew he wasn’t a match for this person. “Tch, whatever. I don’t got time to waste on you.” He trudged his way out of the arcade and down the street. He came to a halt and looked back at the arcade.

I wonder if that punk goes there a lot…

anonymous asked:

Can I have some details about domestic kidstorm


  • Okay so they got a little apartment together in Central City that’s a couple blocks from the school where Stein teaches, right in a college neighborhood
  • None of their towels match because they just bought one of each that had a cool pattern
  • Neither of them can technically cook well but they get so. dang. proud. of putting literally any form of food on the table. 
    • “I mean this meal included a vegetable, so I think we’re doing pretty good.” “Hell yeah!” *couple’s high five*
    • Wally brings home Chinese for dinner and comes through the door like “I HAVE PROVIDED”
    • Jax makes waffles for breakfast and Wally’s so stoked that they end up making out against the fridge until they remember the waffles are getting cold.
  • Iris adores Jax and comes over all the time to hang out and tell them they need to buy better food.
  • They pretty much gave up on owning their own clothes the second they moved in together. (Although Wally has a complex system of letting Jax wear sweatshirts for a few days so they smell like Jax and then taking them back.)
  • Wally brought several incredibly tacky lava lamps when they moved in and refuses to get rid of them.
  • Jax and Wally are the biggest cuddlers on the planet. They’ll jam themselves into one corner of the couch, spend an hour just snuggling in bed in the morning, you name it. Jax has slightly greater big spoon tendencies but they’re versatile. 
  • They kept buying each other little toy cars as joke gifts but then their friends started getting in on it too and now it’s a seriously impressive collection, so there a little cars all over their apartment. On the coffee table, on top of the microwave, on the back of the toilet, you name it.
  • They send each other cheesy little playlists like all the time, it’s adorable.
  • Double dates with Iris and Barry what uuuuup
  • Jax does more dishes, Wally does more laundry. Both of them hate cleaning the bathroom and will try to find ways to make the other one do it. Jax tries to set up a fair every-other-week system; Wally tries to get out of it with sexual favors. 
  • They visit Joe and Jax’s mom at least once a week, because both of them appreciate the heck out of their living parents, okay?
  • Wally lost his key like the first week there and didn’t want to tell Jax, so he’s just been sneaking in through the fire escape. It took Jax like a month to figure it out and when he did he wasn’t sure if he wanted to laugh or bang his head on the wall.
  • They’ve got a little radio on the window sill that picks up the awesome alternative college station and it’s one approximately 24-7. 
  • There’s always Gatorade in the fridge. Always. Jax needs it. 
  • Speaking of: Jax likes to go running in the evenings. Wally, who hates running, refuses to join him. And then he gets super speed and laps him just to be a little shit
  • Concept: Wally and Jax in their boxers and hoodies enjoying a lazy Sunday eating cereal on the couch in their sun-filled living room. They sit with their legs overlapping. They’re utterly content. 

I’m sorry, I’m so bad at domestic, I tried and some of it’s cute

thatgirlwiththeglitteryblazer  asked:

Can you spare me some old married couple McLennon headcanons for me here, I very much enjoyed "Bye, banana milkshake"

Let me tell you that “old married couple with their kids" is a quote by Ringo Starr, when he described the relationship between john and paul.

Now, old married couple is the way I see them in 1967.

my headcanon is that john lived 90% of his life at Paul’s house.

Jane Asher was always away, so I presume they lived a really happy life just the two of them in Cavendish.  And I love thinking that John was very comfortable with it: having breakfast or dinner together. That’s something I’m pretty sure it happened so many times. And I love thinking that, since Paul was very passionate about camera and filming, that he loved to film John at home. I can see Paul’s secret tapes being nothing but John waking up in the morning or having breakfast together, or enjoying the sun in his backyard on a sunday morning. Just like an old married couple.


(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0axgfq0ohOo)

As I prepare to go to sleep and avoid the daylight, those of you who dwell in the sun can enjoy starting your Sunday off right with breakfast from Spectacular Organic! I don’t quite know what it’ll do to you, but it seems legit.


Not the best photo but the first full length photo of me since I lost weight (that someone else has taken)

I look tall and amazing!

Happy Sunday everyone! I spent mine enjoying the sun and my gorgeous town with my mummy. :) hope everyone had a good one!