feel good without her

Undeniable Heat Chapter 47: The Flight Home

Jensen Ackles x Reader

1250 Words

Story Summary: You’ve just gotten a job as one of the makeup artists on the set of Supernatural. Nervous on the first day, you become completely awkward, winning the affection of the divorced Jensen Ackles. You try to fight your desire for him, but he thwarts you at every turn. Will you be able you separate work and play, or will you let Jensen win?

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

As you boarded the plane bound for Vancouver, you couldn’t help the feeling of anxiousness and unease following you. Sure, you were now engaged to Jensen Ackles, but you knew how fast that news would travel. Brad would no doubt be hearing about your engagement any minute, and you had no idea what he would do once he found out.

Grasping for Jensen’s hand, you held on to it as tight as possible, leaning your head against his shoulder as the plane took off. “Y/N, look at me.” He ordered, and with wide eyes, you stared up into his serious green ones. “No matter what happens, I will keep you safe. That bastard will not get his hands on you again, do you hear me?”

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dirty mouth

author’s note: 2,000+ words of pure sex. i’m truly sorry. no one asked for this. not even me.

warning: smut. light dominance, light bondage, accidental daddy kink

“This is stupid.”

She sighs forlornly while she examines herself in the full length mirror. The new, black, lacy lingerie set looks good against her skin (and the push-up bra does wonders for her breasts) but she can’t help but feel kind of silly in the sexy getup.

Roman has always assured her that she satisfies him in bed, but she’s never felt particularly sexy. She always feels awkward, because she never knows what to do, so she lets Roman take the lead but even he’s been holding back lately. That’s why, a week ago, he suggested spicing things up in the bedroom. (Though he made it very clear that she always pleases him, he just wanted to kick things up a notch). Nothing too serious, he’d explained, and they would establish a safe word just in case.

And she agreed to it.

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Broken Pieces Pt. 2

Part One

Requests Open

Warning(s): swearing

Characters: Reader, Stiles, Scott -on the phone, (others come later)

Pairing: tbd

Summary:

When a new girl arrives in Beacon Hills, everything changes.
They don’t know what she is, and neither does she, but she knows exactly what happens to everyone in Beacon Hills, and she’s here to stop it all.


Y/n doesn’t remember anything about herself or her past. She keeps getting these visions and thoughts of a place called Beacon Hills and the people who live there.
She sees all the hurt and pain they go through- all the hassle they struggle with trying to fix the messes they get themselves in. It’s like they’re all trying to put puzzle pieces together without ever seeing the picture.
And she knows that that’s what she needs to do- that’s her job, she has to help them with their broken pieces.

*Y/N = your name *Y/L/N = your last name


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Talk - Alex

Request: 3 and 8 with Alex please “Come with me to the other room.” - “We’re not going to talk about this now.” “I just wanted an easy day with my boyfriend/girlfriend. Is that too much to ask?”

Very short blurb. Finals are coming up and I’m running out of time to write.


Originally posted by strangerwwheeler

Talk- Alex

“I don’t know how I can even trust you.” You whispered harshly trying to make sure your family couldn’t hear you; you two were supposed to be having a fun barbecue with them but instead you were fighting in the corner. After catching him talking to Jessica again and comforting her with his hand on her leg you couldn’t help but fear what was going on. And anger immediately followed that. You wanted to trust him but you also know he had been in love with her and you were terrified he’d go back to that.

Before he could even respond you spoke again, “I just wanted an easy day with my boyfriend without feeling like I’m not good enough. You’re always with her what am I supposed to think?”

“Y/N it’s not like that, she needed someone she’s going through a lot. I love you, so much. Can we please just talk about this later?” He asked pleading you.

Come with me to the other room.” You demanded going to grab his hand but he brushed it away.

We’re not talking about this now, not here. Let’s just have a nice day with your family.”

ok but imagine amethyst casually throwing around self deprecating humor like “haha yeah I know I’m kind of a mess B)”
but peridot doesn’t pick up on the tone and she’s like NOO INCORRECT and reminds her how cool and funny she is and amethyst is like..I was just kidding but…thanks

Caught

Helloooo lovelies! I’ve tried my best with this one, but it’s all I could come up with. This one was a request. I hope you guys enjoy it and if you’d like, send me an ask or a request or just come talk, I’m all ears! B xx

This one is about getting caught.

Originally posted by thatannoyingneighbour

It was maddening. The trace of his hands on her skin, the scorching heat of his kisses against her neck and collarbones, the pressure of his hips against her, pining her to the wall and making it impossible for her not to moan loudly when he’d press forward, the hardness of his cock pressing against her center in a insanely good way.

***

Harry and her had met years ago, when she was visiting a friend in common. After chatting for hours, they had exchanged numbers and never stopped talking again. Your after tour, year after year, there she was - standing on the side, making friends with every single person on the crew, but specially Lou. She had a thing for make up and hair, always wanting to learn a new trick so both girls ended up bonding, never mind the age difference. The boys, after seeing Harry wouldn’t give her up so easily, ended up warming up to her and what once was just politeness turned to friendship. They were close, much closer than when they first met, always hanging out together, even though they weren’t on tour.

She had a special place for Harry, though. They had met first and they shared so much in common, she couldn’t quite shake the feelings she had from the start. Scared she’d lose him, she had kept her mouth shut and rode the waves of his life without as much as a word in. Every new girl was like a punch in the gut. It was always the same thing: new girl, loads of crying, a weird break up story, her comforting him and then they moved on with their lives.

That was until six months ago, when she had had enough of it. She was so done with having to hide her feelings, so done with not being with him the way she wanted to, that she exploded.

They were back at his place in London, after he’d dragged her to Saint Barths, then LA for a few months and he was talking about his latest girl when she had enough.

“I’m gonna go back home.” She stated, sipping on her tea and not looking at him.

“Wh- what? Why?” Harry asked, the tone of surprise tinting his voice, a frown etched in his brow as he looked at her.

“I think -” she started, furrowing her brows and looking at the wall opposite to her, the cold of the tiles on her feet and up her legs, chilling her to the bone. It was still winter cold and even though the heating was on, she had forgotten to put pants and socks on. She regretted that decision now, feeling much more comfortable if she was completely dressed while confronting him like this. “I think I’ve fulfilled my purpose here. You wanted company, you’ve had me. Now you have your-” she gulped down a scorching sip of her tea, like it was tequila, so she’d have the guts to say the word.“… Your girlfriend and I don’t think she’d appreciate me being around you so much.”

“Where did that come from? What girlfriend?” He almost spit the word out, making her look at him with a raised brow and a look of incredulity on her face.

“You know who I’m talking about. And it hasn’t come from anything. I just don’t feel comfortable here anymore.” She explained, as good as she could, without putting her feelings on the discussion.

It had been months. They had been traveling together for months, here and there with his family and friends, always with her behind him, always together, touching, talking, cuddling, sharing drunken nights and hangover mornings. Her feelings had been driving her mad with want, his smile twisting at her heart, his voice and his touches, even though they were innocent enough, burned on her skin and tormented her on her sleep. He was no longer her best friend to her, he was the man she loved and she didn’t think she could cope with another heart break, after so many.

“Since when do you not feel comfortable around me?” He asked, a tone of hurt on his voice, as he raised to his feet and came closer to her, leaning against the wall she had been staring at through this whole exchange, making it impossible for her to look away from his eyes.

“It doesn’t matter since when, what matters is that I don’t wanna be here anymore!” She said, her voice rising in pitch. She hated when he tried to pull things out of her, she hated that she couldn’t lie to him, no matter how much she tried.

“You’re my best friend, I thought we had agree you’d be spending the break with me, I thought we had a deal.” He said, arms tight against his chest, face pulled in with a feeling she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

They were silent for a long time after that. They had a deal, she couldn’t deny it. They had made arrangements for the next six months, until he had to go shoot for Dunkirk and she knew it’d upset him to break their plans, but she couldn’t keep this going without losing her mind. The silence was so heavy she could almost listen to the corks on his head turning, trying to make sense of her decision.

“What is it that you’re hiding from me?” It was like a click. His stance had changed, as he uncrossed his arms and took a step forward, a determined look on his eyes, making him look almost dpretatorial. Her eyes widened as she took a step back and that struck a cord on him, making him falter. She had never pulled away from him, not even when she was mad and it was a sign that something was very wrong indeed, that she was hiding and that he needed to find out what it was if he didn’t want her gone. “You are hiding something.” He stated and she took another step back, setting her tea on the counter with shaking hands.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not hiding anything.” She said, crossing her arms and turning her back to him, pretending to busy herself with putting away the things she used to make their breakfast.

“Why can’t you look me in the eye? What have I done?” Harry asked. She could hear the hurt on his voice and it haunted her, making an unpleasant feeling set on her stomach.

“You haven’t-” she started, leaving the apple juice on top of the table, before turning around to face him. She knew this would ruin everything, she knew she would probably regret it with every fiber in her being, but she owed him. She owed him honesty. “You haven’t done anything. It’s me, I’m the problem.”

Her eyes were glued to the floor and the more she thought about what she was about to do, the more she wanted to scream. Her hands were shaking and her eyes were already teary, a lump on her throat.

“I- I know we’ve been friends for a long time now, so I think I owe you the truth, even if this ruins everything.” She said, her voice shaky and weak. “I know you’re not available and I’m not asking you for anything, it’s jus-” she mumbled, stalling and trying to get some time. “I love you, Harry.”

“I know you do, I love you too-” he started and she grunted, pulling her hair in frustration.

“Don’t be daft!” She exclaimed, looking up at him. “What I’m trying to say is that I love you. I’m in love with you. How can you be so clueless?!” Her  frustration was clear in her voice and she knew she was looking like s crazy person, but at the moment, she didn’t really care.

“Babe, I-” Harry looked at her with eyes as wide as saucers, his hands laying limply on his sides, shock all over his features. She knew this would happen.

“No. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. You were not supposed to know this and if you didn’t press me so much, you would’ve just let me leave without any problem.” She told him, anger boiling inside her.

“But that’s the thing, I don’t want you to leave…” He started, sounding lost and almost sad. He looked sad but she couldn’t let it get to her, not now.

“You can’t have everything! I know I always let go of my own problems and wants and needs for you, but I won’t do it this time.” She said, breathing in deeply before continuing. “I’m not asking you for anything. I’m just not comfortable anymore and as long as I feel like this, I believe we need to keep some distance.” She didn’t know how or why she was being so cold and unmoving about this. All she knew was that she couldn’t deal with seeing him with her, she couldn’t stand being his second choice time and time again.

“I never meant to-” Harry started, brows furrowed and shoulders slumped. He looked defeated and she had only seen him like that once before. She didn’t like being the reason for it, but it wasn’t like she could help it.

“Save it.” She breathed out. “I’ll leave as soon as I finish packing.”

And that was it. For a month, they had kept apart, not talking or hanging out. She avoided him like the plague, even when he’d call. She’d ignored every call, every text message, every tweet, every whatsapp message for a long excruciating month. It wasn’t like she was moving on, oh no. She was still utterly and completely in love with him. It was just that she was afraid. Afraid and ashamed she had let herself get dragged into those feelings and ruining their friendship.

She was back home from a hard day of work when her problems came banging at her door. Literally. She had just finished showering and changing into some flimsy shorts and an old sweater when she heard insistent knocks at her door.

Jumping up from the couch and looking carefully through the peephole, she saw him. His face was red from the cold weather outside, his hair disheveled and his eyes looking troublesome. She didn’t want to open the door, her embarrassment making it difficult for her to face him.

“I know you’re in there, I saw you going in. I’ve been waiting in the car for an hour now. Please let me go inside.” His voice was like a punch to her gut, velvety smooth and demanding. In times like these, when she hadn’t seen in a long time, it was his voice that she missed most. The deep and rough quality of it, but still gentle and smooth, which made the butterflies in her stomach turn upside down in flutters.

Taking a deep breath, she turned the knob and opened the door, facing him. The look on his eyes made her shake to her core. He looked sad, sad like she had never seen him before and that did not sit well with her.

“May I come in?” He asked, voice strained and shoulders squared up, like he was trying to make her look past his sadness, like he was trying to show her how strong he actually was.

“Always with the manners…” She mumbled before turning aside, giving him space to come in.

He looked uncomfortable, to say the least. He was fidgety and shaking, but that must’ve been because of the cold. England was nothing like L.A.

“What are you doing here?” She asked, after being silent for a long time, just looking at him while he tried to make himself comfortable on her sofa.

“Can’t I visit a friend?” He asked and her eyebrows shot up in surprise. If he was going to play dumb, she wouldn’t let him.

“Yeah, you can. If you were actually talking to that friend, which, if you don’t remember, we’re not. I’m not talking to you.” She said, arms crossed across her front and anger in her eyes.

“That’s your own choice. I’ve tried to talk to you, many times and you kept ignoring me.” He said, no expression on his face as he played with his bottom lip. She kept her gaze beyond him, at the wall behind where he was sitting. It was easier to keep her mind clear and focused.

“I told you that until I stopped feeling like I do, we should keep our distance.” She said, a pout setting on her lips. Why couldn’t he understand that they needed some time apart? It was for her sake as well as his and he needed to give her that.

“You decided that yourself. Where does my opinion come into this?” His arched eyebrow told her he wasn’t playing around. He looked annoyed, he looked angry and they both knew it was her fault. She just didn’t understand why he was so affected by it if whatever it was she was feeling would bring misery to them both.

“Your opinion doesn’t matter, Harry, not on this. This is my problem and I want to solve it my way.” She was stubborn, he couldn’t argue with that.

“Your problem involves me, therefore it makes it my problem too.” He deadpanned and she grunted, stomping her foot once and making him widen his eyes at her. She was acting like a child and she knew it, but he was so frustrating it made her lose her damn mind.

“Harry…” She sighed and looked him in the eyes for the first time since he’d come through the door. “When I said I was in love with you, I was not kidding. I’ve been struggling with these feelings for months now and I don’t want to lose you over it.” Her hands were shaking, but she had to tell him. Now that she started, she couldn’t stop the words from rolling off of her tongue. “I’ve been close to you for years, always seeing you go from girl to girl and I was always on the background, always seeing other people making you happy and I’m done with it. I’m done feeling sorry for myself, I’m done hurting and trying to pretend everything is ok, I’m done pretending I don’t feel anything for you!” Her voice was raising and she couldn’t control her breathing anymore. Her hands were shaking so much she couldn’t keep still. “It’s hard enough not having you around, but when you’re close I just… I can’t do this anymore. Can you please understand that?” She cried out, her eyes filled with tears, as she sniffles and rubbed her face with her hands.

“I can’t understand that if I’m gonna lose you over it.” He shook his head and her eyes snapped up at him.

Anger burning in her fingertips as she took two big steps until she had her finger pointing right at his face, while he sat down looking at her dumbfounded. He’d never seen her in such a state before, but it was too late to take back what he’d said.

“I don’t fucking care! I am TRYING to not lose you over it, that’s why I asked you for some distance but you are fuckin’ spoiled prick that doesn’t know when to fucking stop!” She was screaming by then, her face red with anger and her breathing coming out in short puffs, her lungs burning with the effort. “I love you and I won’t hide it just to make you comfortable so if you don’t want to lose our friendship, as you say, you need to give me some fucking spac-“ She was about to push him when Harry leaned up, taking her face into his hands and pulling her in and locking their lips, her words dying on his lips. She was breathless and her heart was roaring on her ears, the heat of his lips on her making her dizzy as she reached for his shoulders, to push him or pull him closer, she didn’t know. Her fingers clutched the soft fabric of his jumper as he pushed forward a bit more, dipping his tongue tentatively against her lips before pulling back a bit. Her gasp was audible and when she opened her eyes, the green of Harry’s irises were staring right back at her, unreadable.

She was about to pull back and run for the hills when Harry placed his thumb on her chin, the slight force making her part her lips before he leaned forward again and kissed her. His top lip fitting between hers as his tongue licked her bottom one and he nipped it with his teeth, making a jolt of heat and evergy run through her body, She was feeling boneless in his arms, too shocked to ask what was happening, too enamored to push him away. It seemed like her body had a mind of his own as her tongue tangled with his and her hand reached to his curls, the smell of apples and soap making her heart swell. They kissed for what seemed like an eternity, until their lungs were begging for mercy and their tongues were tired, lips swollen and red.

“I’m-“ he started but she pushed away, her hand covering her lips.

“Don’t say you’re sorry.” She begged before she could stop herself. That she couldn’t take.

“I wasn’t going to!” He exclaimed, suddenly annoyed at her. “If you’d let me do the talking for once, you’d know that I’m here to tell you that I-“ Harry started, his words stumbling into each other on their way out of his mouth and he breathed forcefully before continuing. “I’m here to tell you that I’m in love with you.”

It was like a shock to her system. Her body almost convulsed with the impact of his words and she sucked in a breath. If he was trying to make her die from shock, he was managing it.

“Wh- what?” She asked, genuinely confused. It wasn’t like she expected her feelings to be reciprocated. She was used to being the friend not the girlfriend.

“Babe, I- I didn’t know we were allowed to say we liked each other.” Harry shrugged, green eyes suddenly shy and weary. “For a long time, I pushed them away cause I thought you wanted nothing t’do with me and that’s why I reacted so badly at first but I can’t, can’t keep lying to you and to everyone else.”

***

Her hands were running up his back, nails nicking at the sensitive skin and leaving a red path on their wake. She felt Harry’s plump lips against her throat, the warmth of his breath shaking her to her core. His hands were strong and knew their way across her body, pushing all her buttons until he reduced her to a sweaty, moaning and needy mess, shaky thighs and pulsing core.

Right now, he had a hand on her pants, her back pressed to the wall as his fingers plunged deep inside her walls, the heel of his hand pressing firmly against her needy clit.

“Harry, fu-fuck!” She moaned in his ear, her thighs shaking against his sides and her walls clenching against his digits.

“C’mon baby girl, c’mon… I can feel how close you are, give t’me yeah?!” He urged her on, hooking his fingers and pumping against her spot, causing a shiver to run down her entire body.

“Harry, fuck, fuck, fuck, please Harry, please I-“ Her words died on her lips as she lunged forward, arm wrapped tightly around Harry’s neck, face hidden in the crook of his neck as she shook and came around his fingers, the feeling of his teeth sinking into her shoulder only adding to the storm of sensations that were blinding her.

“Well, happy fookin’ birthday, I guess!” The thick irish accent pulled her back from her high in a split second. The shock all over Harry’s face made her feel instantly mortified.

“Didn’t you two were fuckin’, could’ve told us!” The Yorkshire slow drag of Louis’ voice was enough to send her into a complete state of shock.

They had all gone on a small vacation, just a few days to celebrate her birthday and catch up with all the new projects the boys were doing during their break. Harry was the one to organize it, especially because he had just finished filming and needed a nice get away, to rest and get back to himself, her birthday was just the excuse to get them all back together.

“We’re not fucking.” Harry said, voice thick with shame and a bit of a shakiness to it. “She’s m’girlfriend.” He announced. She was still hiding against his neck, too embarrassed to even consider showing her face to the others.

“Nice of you to let us know. Well boys, I think it’s time for us to leave.” Liam’s cheery voice made her groan against Harry, pressing forward and holding him tighter against her. They would never live this down.

“Give’er a nice fuck, ey, Harry. It’ll be better than the present we got.” Niall joked and Harry flipped him off, throwing whatever it was he had within his reach as the boys laughed and scrambled out of the hotel room. “Fookin’ rabbits…” Niall breathed out as he closed the door.

“Oh my God.” She exclaimed, her face burning and looking as red as a tomato.

“Don’t worry, love. They’ll forget about it soon.” Harry reassured her, leaving a kiss against her temple.

“But Harry!” She whined. He couldn’t help but laugh, the situation too unbelievable for him to comprehend. His eyes scrunched up as he thre his head back, the image of her face full of shock still playing on his mind, a hand on his mouth to stop the loud cackles of his laughter to reach their neighbors.

“I’m sorry but you should’ve seen their faces!” Harry cackled, hand holding his tummy as he doubled over, tears in his eyes and breathing harsh, unnable to stop himself.

“Stop laughing, it’s not funny!” She exclaimed, trying to hold it in as he kept up. “Stop laughing or I won’t suck you off for a month!” She threatened, Harry reigning himself in almost immediately,

“Heeeey, that’s not fair!” A pout took over his mouth as he tried to hold in his giggles.

“Try me.” She crossed her arms, the smirk fighting against her pout, making Harry laugh at her attempt to remain serious.

“I wouldn’t let you and you’d miss my cock too much.” He mumbled, arms wrapping around her middle as he leaned down, kissing the tip of her nose.

“Oh my God.” She grumbled, hiding her face as the blush came back to haunt her.

“Forget about them and let me make it up to you.” He whispered, already pulling her back to bed.

“You’re such a shithead.” She joked, laughing as he pushed her to the bed, her hair fanning across the white sheets.

“Let’s see if you’ll still think I’m that bad while I have my cock buried deep in your pussy.” He smirked, spreading her legs and pressing a kiss against her knees. “But first, let me have a taste…”

What Happens When You Give a (Half) Dragon Some Nip

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Sakura Gives Corrin a Strange New Tea

Note: This is Female Corrin.

“Sakura, please explain… Whatever this is.”

The shy princess jumped at Ryoma’s voice. She gave him a smile as she turned to face him. Her arms were outstretched, attempting to hide her big sister from view. Ryoma was far from amused.

“Sakura, I can see over your head,” he sighed.

“Well, Big Brother, you see, uh,” the princess said. “I gave Big Sister some tea.”

“You gave Corrin some tea.”

“I s-swear that’s all I did!”

Corrin let out a giggle. It made both Hoshidan siblings jump in shock. It was slow and heavy, and when Corrin rolled over onto her stomach to look at them they could see her eyes were clouded. She giggled again and flailed her arms and legs about.

“What in the world?” Ryoma mumbled. Gently moving Sakura aside, the red clad prince marched up to his little sister. “Corrin, explain what you’re doing.”

“Heeeeey, Ryoooooomaaaaaaa,” the half dragon giggled. Corrin then frowned and glared at her big brother. “Ryooooomaaaa, such a hard name, I’m gonna call you Lobster Brother!”

“I am not a lobster!”

“Big Brother Lobster!” Corrin yelled. It was slightly slurred.

“What was in that tea?” Ryoma turned to his youngest sibling. When she shrugged and offered a grin, the prince sighed once again. “Why don’t we go ask the Nohr - Gah!!”

Corrin had leapt up onto Ryoma’s shoulders, clinging to him and nuzzling against his head. She giggled and clung tighter when he spun around to try knocking her down. Her legs swung back and forth, nearly hitting Sakura.

“Let’s go find Dandy Xandy, Lobster Brother!” Corrin said. “And let’s go find my baby brothers!”

“Sakura, grab the tea,” Ryoma said as he left the room, Corrin still giggling behind him.

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“Oh gods.”

The crown prince of Nohr could not look at his Hoshian counterpart. Not with their little sister dangling from his throat and giggling like a madwoman. Leo had covered his mouth and was struggling to contain his laughter. Ryoma had given up on trying to pry the apparently intoxicated princess from his body. Sakura held out the cup of tea to the Nohrian brothers, silently urging them to take a sip or smell it and identify what she’d made from that plant.

“Laslow, go fetch my sisters,” Xander told his retainer.

“O-Odin, fetch the Hoshidan siblings as well,” Leo managed to snicker out.

As the retainers left Xander moved to pry his little sister from Ryoma’s shoulders. The red clad prince seemed grateful. Corrin’s cloudy eyes met Xander’s bright and lucid ones, and she grinned once again. Ryoma shuddered at the rather sinister giggle she let out.

“Dandy Xandy!” The princess screamed. Xander froze and barely managed to catch her as she let herself fall from her brother’s shoulder. “Dandy Xandy, I’ve missed my handsome brother!”

Leo snorted and doubled over. His once contained laughter spilled out in hard, rough bursts. Corrin stopped rubbing her cheek against Xander’s armor to stare at her baby brother. Her grin was gone, the giggling stopped, and her eyes became even more clouded. They were more pink than red at this point.

“Baby brother?” She asked. It was a coo, and she reached out towards him. Corrin wiggled and slipped from Xander’s rigid grasp. Slowly she made her way over to the still laughing prince. “Leo?”

Gently she touched a hand to his cheek. Her armorless fingers brushed against his soft skin and trailed over his lips. Leo sucked in a breath and watched his big sister slowly get closer to his face. He blushed, a brilliant red to contrast his usually pale flesh.

“Baby brother!” Corrin let out a loud, sharp cry. Her hand left the prince’s face and both arms wrapped around his head. Corrin let out another cry and pulled him close to her. Specifically, her chest.

Leo let out a muffled noise of shock as his face collided with his older sister’s breasts. She didn’t let go, instead choosing to sway back and forth while continuing to push his head deeper into the softness of her cleavage. Xander was still frozen, Ryoma had simply shaken his head, and Sakura looked away blushing as well.

“Baby brother!” Corrin cried once again. “My poor sweet emotionless brother, big sister is here for her sad brother!”

“Emotionless?!” Leo huffed into Corrin.

“My poor baby brother!” She said.

“I leave you alone with Corrin for not even a full day, and this is what comes of it!”

Corrin released Leo from her grasp, whom let out a sigh of relief. She stared at Camilla and Hinoka, confusion lacing her gaze. She barely even twitched until Takumi entered her eyesight. The princess let out a squeal of joy and rushed over to him. Within seconds the second Hoshidan prince had his face stuffed into his sister’s chest.

“My prickly baby brother!” Corrin giggled, attempting to cuddle him closer. “How I love to see you, my sweet angry brother!”

Takumi simply hummed. His neck had gone red, and he didn’t make much of an attempt to escape her clutches. Corrin continued cooing over and praising him for a good few more minutes while the rest of the royal siblings stared in a mixture of confusion and embarrassment. When Corrin moved on towards Camilla and Hinoka, Takumi made a tiny noise of disappointment.

“Big sisters, my big and sweet sisters,” Corrin mumbled, inching closer to them.

“Aw, cole here sweetie!” Camilla said, holding her arms out. Corrin grinned and lunged at both of them.

“Big sister has big big boobs!” She cheered as she squeezed one of Camilla’s breasts. Thrusting a hand out to meet Hinoka’s chest, Corrin remarked, “But big sister’s boobs are small.”

“Corrin!” The older princesses yelled in shock as she continued squishing and squeezing their chests.

“Camilla’s boobs are super soft and nice,” Corrin giggled. “But Hinoka has nice perky boobs that fit so nicely in my hand!”

“What in heaven’s name is in that tea?” Ryoma said.

“Apparently this has happened before,” Elise’s voice said. The energetic princess hopped into the room and stood next to Sakura, a tiny smile on her face. “Silas made her some tea and she did some weird stuff like this.”

“What did he call the tea, Elise?” Xander asked, finally out of his stupor.

“Nip tea, I think because of how her reaction to it reminded him of cat nip,” she said.

“Peri, Laslow, fetch Silas!” Xander barked at his retainers. The two bounded out the room not a second into his order. Around what to have been twenty minutes later, the two pushed Silas into the room.

“Explain.” Ryoma growled at him, leveling Raijinto at the man.

Silas squeaked and looked over to Corrin. To everyone’s surprise, the cavalier growled in distaste and crossed his arms over his chest. A glare was leveled at the oldest princesses.

“Damn it Corrin!” He yelled at her. Without much care he stood and tore her away from her sisters. He spun her around and looked at her cloudy pink eyes. He sighed and growled again, saying, “You were supposed to save that for our honeymoon!”

“I feel so good!” She moaned. Without warning she began to rub her body against her husband’s drunkenly relishing in his quiet moans of enjoyment.

“Like I said, my beloved,” he chuckled, gently pushing her away a bit. “That tea was meant for our honeymoon, now I’ll have to go collect more.”

Corrin whined and tried pushing against him to rub on him once more. Silas only chuckled and held her at bay.

“Lady Sakura, were you the one that made my special tea?” He asked. “I only ask because Jakob and Felicia know not to brew that blend.”

“Y-Y-Yes,” she shyly admitted.

“No worries,” Silas said. “I just need to remedy my lovely wife now.”

“Silas are you going to tie me up now like you promised?” Corrin asked, half a beg and half a question.

“Come on then, my dear!” Silas loudly said, looping an arm around her shoulders and leading her from the room.

The royal siblings watched as Silas promised to tie their sister up, fill her past her brim, and make her see the heavens themselves.

It was Elise who summed up everything they had just witnessed. “Those two are some kinky weirdos.”

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For the lovely @mc-and-elise who inspired me to write this very late last night!

Homeworld: Entrusts a physically disabled technician with an incredibly time- and resource-heavy project which Yellow Diamond is personally waiting on the results of, giving her ample resources to do her job and self-report on progress. When she encounters adversity, assigns her a war hero as a bodyguard.

Peridot: Flat-out says Amethyst should be in charge of the Crystal Gems taking it as a given that Amethyst has a genetic disorder that has limited her growth, with the idea that a “proper” Homeworld hierarchy would still put Amethyst in this leadership position. In general is incredibly knowledgeable about what environmental factors contribute to such cases and can identify it easily at a glance, does so on two different occasions. Uses unfamiliar but very precise technical terms to assess the health of Gems, suggesting that she has received training in doing exactly that. 

Yellow Diamond: Fails to react to the absence of Peridot’s enhancers, suggesting if at any point in the past Peridot had chosen to take them off and work without them no one would have stopped her- there is no regulation demanding she wears them, and it is her business.

Jasper: In light of the above, immediately takes the removal of Peridot’s enhancers by the Crystal Gems as an attack on Peridot’s dignity and is infuriated on Peridot’s behalf. Keep in mind that Jasper knows Peridot personally and has worked with her- Yellow Diamond does not.

Peirdot: confirms her enhancers are assistive technology specifically given to her to offset a disability.

Peridot: also confirms several times that having technology that makes her taller and can be used to store information and play back audio are things that make her feel good and more confident- but even without them Peridot is repeatedly shown to think highly of herself. 

Said enhancers: are packed to bursting with more functions than Peridot would logically need in any situation other than fighting for her life in the relative inhospitable hellscape that is a CG-controlled Earth. Several of these functions are overtly weapons designed for self-defense, or incredibly easily weaponizable.

A distressingly large part of the fandom: Wow being a defective Gem must be a death sentence on Homeworld, or else completely packed with suffering, I can’t imagine Homeworld would ever be kind at all towards their hypothetical disabled population that we definitely haven’t seen in canon or anything like that. Also I don’t understand why anyone would think it’s a bad thing that the Crystal Gem stole Peridot’s enhancers, I hope she’s never even given the opportunity to have them back.

anonymous asked:

please do headcannons for noodle dating a girl!!

Noodle

  • She would love to spend time around her girlfriend! She finds it’s most interesting when they’re around, because they make more memories together that way. She needs her space, but when she’s feeling lonely, her girlfriend is the first one she goes to. 
  • Likes to have random dance parties, mostly if things get tense between the two of you. She doesn’t like when things get too serious, so she finds blasting funky music and just letting her body move (while encouraging her girlfriend to do the same) helps the seriousness die down a bit. 
  • She’s undoubtedly loyal to her girlfriend, through thick and thin and the toughest situation, she never falters. 
  • She’s very good with understanding her partner and their feelings without a word having to be spoken. 
types when they become famous

ENTJ: i will now finish off with my second plan, from being known to being known AS THE RULOR

ESTJ: asks their fans if they will vote for him/her as president

INTJ: ego intensifies + dark memes coming up

ISTJ: *checks that off the list* 

ENFJ: *cries* I won’t let my fame ruin my caring personality I’ll always be there

ESFJ: *shares it on every single social media* *tells their whole family while offering them gifts and accepting gifts* 

INFJ: *aura intensifies* makes everyone feel good without them noticing

ISFJ: *cookie sweet smell intensifies* makes everyone like him/her even more

ENTP: “yush they love my ideas:D” *tries a thousand new ways of celebration*

ESTP: “yush they love my awesomeness:D” *tries something even more dangerous for fun out of excitement*

INTP: *hugs their laptop* you are all my realest freinds.. you and Bill Nye..

ISTP: *sun glasses magically appear on their face* heck yea *throws it away* *another one spawns again as they smirk.*

ENFP: *explodes into a rainbow and glitter. is secretly a magical creature wearing a human mask*

ESFP: throws a huge party and invites everyone.. even people they never met*

INFP: “this is so hard to believe :,) “ *blushes* *pulls out a paper with poetry she/he written happily for them*

ISFP: and for now- my artwork special- the painting made from my blood just for you all :D I love you so much

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» Gintoki (accidentally?) groping Tsukuyo

Some Bendy and the Ink Machine cartoon ideas.

We haven’t gotten much info of what type of world and personalities we have of Bendy and the other characters in the actual cartoons in the game’s universe yet so maybe for fun I can think of some.

#1: Bendy used to be from Hell but due to his pranking and annoying every demon in it he was kicked out by Satan himself thus leaving him be stuck on Earth for the rest of his life. doesn’t mind it though since it means Bendy can now do what he wants.

#2 Boris used to be a lonely wolf due to the other animals and humans being scared of him just because he’s a wolf when he’s really a nice friendly guy. Bendy quickly made friends with him since he knows what it’s like to be left out and since then they became best buds.

#3 Alice Angel is a rival to Bendy since she’s made it her mission to stop whatever pranks he’s up to and to regain her status as a proper angel but he often gets the better of her. She does have her victories every now and then though.

#4 As much as they don’t like to admit it Alice and Bendy do seem to have some sort of a romantic thing going on between them like either of them using flirtation to mess with each other. Boris often teases Bendy about it.

#5: Boris sometimes ends up being the voice of reason between Alice and Bendy since he knows how the two of them can take their rivalries a little too far.

#6 While Boris is great with Bendy when it comes to doing pranks on people who deserve it he’s a good listener to Alice when she wants to express her feelings without being judged. He’s good at that and he offers advice too.

i’ve been thinking recently about how a lot of current media uses black music to describe white people

like nina simone’s “feelin good” is so fucking iconic but how sick am i of hearing that brass line play while someone opens the door to a ferrari and a bare white leg in a high-heeled shoe steps onto the pavement, you know? that song is so sexy and emphatic and it’s BLACK it’s SUCH A BLACK SONG, it is a sexy black emphatic hot weather song, you know

idk i saw a preview for the new transporter movie the other day and it starts with all these shots of like expensive watches and fast cars and designer clothes and like sexy shiny untouchable what-have-you and it’s all to a soundtrack of rap music and it turns out it’s about this british white guy??? it’s so fucking incongruous??? again it’s music that describes BLACK wealth, BLACK crowds, black sexiness, black car drivers, black voices and faces and bodies, that is what makes you sit up and take interest, and then it’s actually a bait-and-switch to be about a white guy

just another example of all of us valuing black culture but not black people, you know? we’re evoking everything that is compelling about blackness without actually portraying blackness at all

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This is one of my favorite moment of the episode. There is just so much of sincerity and honesty present between them in this particular moment.

Emma Swan is a walls up person but she is letting Hook know her troubles, her worries. She is being honest with him that as much as she is happy to see him, she is not. Because her good dream was indeed just a dream and it was not real. And as much as she appreciates the reality and would rather live a real life than a life with fake memories, she just wish it was all false…whatever Hook was telling her. 

And the beauty is that Hook understands that. Hook realizes that and he once again manages to make her feel good and confident without saying much but just that despite everything, her son is with her and that is what matters. 

This is the kind of relationship that CS will be having in season 3B when they talk about friendship. There is no hiding anything. Emma Swan reveals what she is feeling to Hook (which she wouldn’t have been able to tell her parents or anyone else) and he once again manages to comfort her in his own way. He is not telling her that it’s alright or everything will be fine. Because he knows it won’t be but he tells her that at least there is one good thing…one good dream that is a REALITY…which is that her son is with her and that is the most important thing to her anyways. 

This is just a beautiful and a mature conversation between these two. My heart just melts.

And if there is a moment, for me, that could probably convert others into being CS shippers, then it is this moment and the earthiness in it. It just reveals so much about their relationship. It talks about how freely they can tell each other what they are truly feeling: their fears, their worries, their pain. It tells us how beautifully they are able to comfort each other in a way that only they can do and no one else can because they understand each other and what the needs to hear. They are able to give each other hope just by doing this. Sharing and comforting. 

I love this moment SO much. And I love them and the way Adam and Eddy are writing their love story. It’s a beautiful experience.

░ ❀  random lyrics to use as sentence starters

❛ when i’m wiser and grown taller, i will see your ways ❜
❛ i can feel the hurt now ❜
❛ i can turn this pain to blame ❜
❛ we’ll shine like diamonds in the rough ❜
❛ and i was alone on the fifth day since you’ve gone ❜
❛ i rub my eyes in the haze, i’m not sleeping anyway ❜
❛ words just aren’t enough ❜
❛ i hear our song and press repeat ❜
❛ i smell your perfume on the sheets ❜
❛ ‘i wish you were here,’ is what i’d say if you asked me ❜
❛ as i finally meet my end, i won’t be scared, i won’t defend ❜
❛ i don’t need him like you do ❜
❛ i don’t fear him like you do ❜
❛ i just want to sleep forever, never see tomorrow ❜
❛ i don’t want to work forever, know what i know, or beg or borrow ❜
❛ we are the colors of all that you see ❜
❛ cause we are all rebels, never do what we’re told ❜
❛ it’s a long, long road from you ❜
❛ i’m leaving you behind ❜
❛ there’s no place i’d rather be ❜
❛ hold me close, don’t let go ❜
❛ don’t get your hopes up, she won’t fall in love with you ❜
❛ if you knew what she was up to, your virgin heart would probably break ❜
❛ she looks like such a sweet and pretty girl ❜
❛ i lost my voice, you lost your mind ❜
❛ you say you’re not well, i say that you’re fine ❜
❛ your mother’s a fake, a phantom who steals ❜
❛ the smile on your face is not what you feel ❜
❛ i’ll check you in if you check me out ❜
❛ was i the ghost or one of your voices? ❜
❛ who’s taking my place, who’s taking you out? ❜
❛ it’s all alright, baby ❜
❛ youth was always pretty, you know it can’t be found ❜
❛ he might’ve lost his way ❜
❛ whispered something in your ear. it was a perverted thing to say, but i said it anyway. made you smile and look away. ❜
❛ nothing’s gonna hurt you, baby ❜
❛ as long as you’re with me, you’ll be just fine ❜
❛ when we have a drink or three, always ends in a lazy shower scene ❜
❛ nothing’s gonna take you from my side ❜
❛ bottoms up, looks like a mess we’ve got ❜
❛ you want to come along for the ride? ❜
❛ it’s not a joke, no, it’s some kind of bad idea ❜
❛ are you gonna let this come undone? ❜
❛ gonna be high for at least three days on end ❜
❛ truth is like a punch or two, it hits you hard, it knocks you through ❜
❛ so i get on the road and ride to you ❜
❛ kiss like a fight that neither wins ❜
❛ one tender payment for our sins ❜
❛ you are the drug i can’t quit ❜
❛ your perfect chaos is a perfect fit ❜
❛ now there’s no one else around to show you how to be alone ❜
❛ don’t i owe you more? ❜
❛ it doesn’t hurt to change at all ❜
❛ i should know who i am by now ❜
❛ your name is the splinter inside me ❜
❛ and i remember the truth, a warm december with you ❜
❛ i could have lost myself in rough blue waters in your eyes ❜
❛ and i miss you still ❜
❛ i got paid and then i was on the road in a heartbeat ❜
❛ i searched far and ride hoping i was wrong, but baby all the good women are gone ❜
❛ now i can’t stay ❜
❛ you knew who i was with every step that i ran to you ❜
❛ would things be easier if there was a right way? ❜
❛ honey, there is no right way ❜
❛ and i fall in love just a little bit every day with someone new ❜
❛ never thought i’d see her go away ❜
❛ she learned i loved her today ❜
❛ never thought i’d see her cry and i learned how to love her today ❜
❛ never thought i’d rather die than try to keep her by my side ❜
❛ now she’s gone and love burns inside me ❜
❛ she cuts my skin and bruises my lips, she’s everything to me ❜
❛ she tears my clothes and burns my eyes, she’s all i want to see ❜
❛ she’s heaven sent to me ❜
❛ you can kiss my love and i wish you’re gone ❜
❛ i’m in his favorite sun dress, watching me get undressed ❜
❛ it’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you ❜
❛ i tell you all the time heaven is a place on earth with you ❜
❛ i heard you like the bad girls, honey is that true? ❜
❛ they say that the world was built for two, only worth living if somebody is loving you ❜
❛ drunk and i am seeing stars ❜
❛ i love your precious heart ❜
❛ and they could never tear us apart ❜
❛ forget what you thought ‘cause good girls are bad girls that haven’t been caught ❜
❛ how could this be wrong? ❜
❛ you don’t say that it’s over ❜
❛ but you speak without words making me feel so damn good ❜
❛ it breaks her heart to think her love is only given to a man with hands as cold as ice ❜
❛ you can’t hide your lyin’ eyes ❜
❛ i could have been easier on you ❜
❛ i could have been all you held onto ❜
❛ i know i wasn’t fair, i tried my best to care about you ❜
❛ but i can’t take all your jabs and taunts ❜
❛ you’re pointing out my every fault and you wonder why i walked away ❜
❛ whatever made you think we were meant to be? ❜
❛ pain throws your heart to the ground ❜
❛ bad news never had good timing ❜
❛ i hate to see you cry ❜
❛ there’s things you need to hear so turn off your tears and listen ❜
❛ baby don’t leave ❜
❛ be home, stay close, be close to me ❜
❛ baby you know i gotta run ❜
❛ baby i miss you, come back home ❜
❛ i hate this place ❜
❛ i miss your smile, i miss your face ❜
❛ you’ve been singing that same old song far too long ❜
❛ mama warned me about you games – she don’t like you anyway ❜
❛ light that smoke, that one for giving up on me ❜
❛ i could have died with you ❜
❛ i hope you choke on those words that kiss that bottle ❜
❛ i wouldn’t piss to put you out ❜
❛ stop burning bridges and drive off of them so i can forget about you ❜
❛ breaking hearts has never looked so cool ❜
❛ last night i saw you in a dream, i’m still not sure what it means ❜
❛ i just can’t wait to fall back asleep ❜
❛ we said forever, that you would never let me go, but here i am again with nothing left inside ❜
❛ i wonder what fate is gonna decide ❜
❛ how can i love when i’m afraid to fall? ❜
❛ i have died every day waiting for you ❜
❛ darling, don’t be afraid ❜
❛ i have loved you for a thousand years, i will love you for a thousand more ❜
❛ i will not let anything take away what’s standing in front of me ❜
❛ all along i believed i would find you ❜
❛ we’re forcing what is wrong ❜
❛ please take your time ❜
❛ oh you look good with your patient face and wandering eye ❜
❛ don’t hold this war inside ❜
❛ come back when you can ❜
❛ let go, you’ll understand ❜
❛ you’ve done nothing at all to make me love you less, so come back when you can ❜
❛ i’m not finished cause you’re not by my side ❜
❛ it’s three in the morning and i’m trying to change your mind ❜
❛ why’d you only call me when you’re high ❜
❛ it’s harder and harder to get you to listen ❜
❛ you’re starting to bore me, baby ❜
❛ i am my only escape ❜
❛ nothing is the way it was ❜
❛ i’m leaving for tomorrow, i don’t wanna come back and feel the same ❜
❛ i think you’re so cool, babe ❜
❛ i love yo more with each and every day ❜
❛ you found me when i had lost my way ❜
❛ you say that we’re meant to be ❜
❛ your voice was the soundtrack of my summer ❜
❛ do you know you’re unlike any other? ❜
❛ i don’t wanna ever love another ❜
❛ we went over the edge, took it way too far ❜
❛ it’s us against the world ❜
❛ i can never love you ❜
❛ and you better come to me ❜
❛ you’re just like an angel ❜
❛ you’re so fucking special ❜
❛ what the hell am i doing here? ❜
❛ i don’t belong here ❜
❛ i don’t care if it hurts ❜
❛ i want to have control ❜
❛ i want a perfect body ❜
❛ i want a perfect soul ❜
❛ i want you to notice when i’m not around ❜
❛ i wish i was special ❜
❛ whatever makes you happy, whatever you want ❜
❛ i know how to scream my own name ❜
❛ the hardest part is letting go of the nights we shared ❜
❛ compared to your eyes, nothing shines quite as bright ❜
❛ you’re probably hanging out and making eyes while across the room he stares ❜
❛ i can live without you, but without you i’ll be miserable at best ❜
❛ you’re all that i hoped i’d find in every single way ❜
❛ the hardest part of living is just taking breaths to stay ❜
❛ i know i’m good for something, i just haven’t found it yet ❜
❛ this’ll be the first time in a week that i’ll talk to you and i can’t speak ❜
❛ it’s been three  whole days since i’ve had sleep ‘cause i dream of his lips on your cheek ❜
❛ i’ve got the point that i should leave you alone, but we both know i’m not that strong ❜
❛ i miss the lips that made me fly ❜
❛ pour me another drink and punch me in the face ❜
❛ you got a face to call home ❜
❛ you stupid boy ❜
❛ you always had to be right, but now you’ve lost the only thing that ever made you feel alive ❜
❛ god please, just know i’m sorry ❜
❛ can we forget about the things i said when i was drunk? i didn’t mean to call you that ❜
❛ please tell me why my car is in the front yard and i’m sleeping with my clothes on ❜
❛ every now and then i kick the living shit out of me ❜
❛ i am my own worst enemy ❜
❛ i’m so in love with you, you’ll never take that away ❜
❛ do i try too hard to make you smile? ❜
❛ i can’t believe you actually picked me ❜
❛ maybe it’s too early to know if this is gonna work, all i know is you’re sure looking good in my shirt ❜
❛ please don’t cry, my love ❜
❛ i want to stay, but now it’s time so please don’t cry, my love ❜
❛ you know that it’s hard when you look that way ❜
❛ are you not the slightest bit confused? ❜
❛ push your way onto me entirely ❜
❛ stay away from me ❜
❛ if you’re using me, do it slowly; make it last until i have to go ❜
❛ maybe i’m too young to keep good love form going wrong ❜
❛ will i ever see your sweet return? ❜
❛ it’s never over ❜
❛ lover, you should’ve come over ❜
❛ well i feel too young to hold on ❜
❛ and i’m much too old to break free and run ❜
❛ too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i’ve done ❜
❛ sweet lover, you should’ve come over ❜
❛ oh love, well i’m waiting for you ❜
❛ are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he’s right beside you? ❜
❛ when he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones i wrote you? ❜
❛ if what we had was real, how could you be fine? ❜
❛ cause i’m not fine at all. ❜
❛ i wish i could wake up with amnesia and forget about all the stupid little things like the way it felt it way to fall asleep next you and the memories i never can escape ❜
❛ it hurts to know you’re happy, it hurts to hear you’ve moved on ❜
❛ if today i woke up with you right beside me like all of this was just some twisted dream, i’d hold you closer than i ever did before and you’d never slip away ❜
❛ everybody’s got their demons ❜
❛ i’m the one who ends up leaving ❜
❛ make it okay ❜
❛ but now that i’m broken, now that you know it ❜
❛ i’ve got a jet black heart and there’s a hurricane underneath it, trying to keep us apart ❜
❛ these chemicals moving between us are the reason to start again ❜
❛ now i’m holding on for dear life, there’s no way we could rewind ❜
❛ maybe there’s nothing after midnight that could make you stay ❜
❛ i love you but i don’t know why ❜
❛ you can be the boss ❜
❛ we met with a goodbye kiss ❜
❛ i hope someday that we will meet again ❜
❛ you go your way and i’ll go my way; no words can save us ❜
❛ i was crying when i met you, now i’m trying to forget you ❜
❛ love is sweet misery ❜
❛ all we ever do is say goodbye ❜
❛ i need you so much closer ❜

youtube

My new fanvideo

“She’s like a one-way ticket cause you can’t come back”

Please, like, comment, reblog. I hope youe enjoy

Tv Show: Crazy ex-girlfriend

Song: She’s so mean

Couple:  Rebecca Bunch & Greg Serrano


I didn’t like how this video turned out, but I did it in two hours, so… but I loved the color.

I’m so frustrated with the season finale, I understand why they did it, I just didn’t like HOW they did it.
I know the two screwed it up, but I hold Rebecca most responsible, I know Greg acted like an idiot the whole episode, but honestly, can you blame the guy? after the way  Rebecca treat him the whole season, a little insecure and try to protect himself is not a bad thing, she needed a little patience with him.
All it took was one text message from Josh for her running to his arm, I know she still needs to forget Josh, but I would rather that she learned to separate Josh’s illusion and the real Josh without dating him, like Zoe,  In Hart of Dixie they perfectly wrote Zoe how tell the difference between what she thought she needed (George) than she actually needed (Wade) without her into a romantic adventure with George.
Josh is a fantasy, and the final moments of the last episode clearly showed that, Josh is exactly what Rebecca thinks she want or need, everything looked perfect, but the Josh’s expression when he find out that she actually moved to West Covina because him, this fantasy will break.

Greg is probably my favorite character in the show, when he was introduced in the pilot I thought he was the nice guy, but I loved that he’s cynical and bitter, but what makes them so perfect to each other, is that he see through her, he really sees her, the real Rebecca, He calls her out on her nonsense without afraid of hurting her feelings, he saw the good and bad and everything in between and still like her.
At the same time, she can go through the cynical and pessimistic side of him.
They’re not a fairy tale, but they work better in the long run, they’re an odd couple who are lucky to find and tolerate each other.

I being-watching the first season to catch up for season finale only because the whole fuss around the show, I expected more, I still prefer JTV.

rednoise1999  asked:

Alright, 1, I'm glad you're proud of doing what you're doing. Keep it up for sure. 2, GF isn't necessarily skinny herself and she already knows I'm into bigger chicks, but I wanna make her feel good about herself without seeming like I'm purposely trying to get her to gain or anything kink-related, if that makes sense? You know anything that would help boost her confidence as a bigger person? Thanks in advance c:

It took me time b4 I have the mind set I do thanks to my boyfriend i think way more of myself and I feel beautiful so it will take time but giving compliments really help also just telling her that she’s important to you An she could be any weight and you will still love her will boost confidence it takes time with us ladies there so much “oh you have to be skinny”. Going around An what the “right ” body type is if you wanna pm me I can answer more questions 😊☺️