prongsfooot  asked:

hey amalia !! can you do a 🌴 for dramione pls? 🙈

Of course! <3

  • the first time Hermione ever felt something other than hate for Draco Malfoy was during the fiendfyre in the room of requirement
  • Malfoy was crushed. He had just lost a friend and was holding onto Harry of all people like his life depended on it
  • which it did
  • the last thing she felt for Draco Malfoy before the war was over, was pity.
  • and suddenly it was September 1st again, and everything was back to normal
  • there was a sneering boy with a pointy face looking at her at the platform
  • rationally, she knew this boy was Malfoy, but when he came up to her and apologized for all the terrible things he did, she had to wonder if someone else had taken his place
  • that apology was all she heard from him for the first trimester
  • he kept to himself and his close group of friends, and he even apologized to Harry and Ron
  • it was the middle of January when he and Harry got into a fight
  • “I knew it was a matter of time before you showed your true self again. Old habits die hard, right Malfoy?”
  • “Actually, Hermione.” Harry scratched his head. “I started it. You shouldn’t knock any points off Slytherin.”
  • the way Malfoy smirked at her that day stayed with her for a long time
  • the third feeling Draco Malfoy got out of her was intrigue
  • shortly after the fight, Malfoy and Harry actually became sort of friends?
  • boys
  • so she aproached him one day in the library to apologize for thinking he had started the fight
  • “If you hate me so much Granger, you should just stay away.”
  • “I don’t hate you.”
  • “You should still stay away.”
  • from that day forward, she simply wouldn’t stay away
  • she needed to know what made him say that, but no matter how hard she tried, Malfoy wouldn’t tell her
  • even though she would try to corner him after class, or find him in their shared common room, or even send him owls trying ot get him to talk to her
  • he was friends with Harry, she even saw him talk to Ron once, so why in the world would he want her out of the picture?
  • Hermione took matters into her own hands and borrowed Harry’s map
  • she followed Draco around all day until he was alone, apparently studying by himself in Snape’s old classroom
  • they found a nicer location to teach potions after the Professor died
  • they argued for a good hour and she was begining to think she’d never break him
  • but the discussion got so heated that Hermione couldn’t help but step closer and closer, until her eyes were level with his lips
  • and Draco snapped
  • he grabbed her by the arms and pushed her back against a wall, his body flushed against hers
  • “You want to know why?” he grunted, foreheads joined together
  • “Yes!”
  • “Because of this!” he motioned to their current situation. “If we become bloody chummy pals I’ll have to avoid doing this every single time you’re near me!”
  • Hermione was so stunned that she couldn’t produce a sound
  • all she heard was Draco’s ragged breathing
  • he let her go and stepped back
  • “So go. Leave now.”
  • “No.” Hermione stood her ground because she could feel something coming
  • a fourth and very unfamiliar feeling for Draco Malfoy was on its way
  • without another word, Malfoy took her back and crashed their lips together
  • desire
  • since that day, Hermione has felt many different things for him
  • anger, surprise, frustration, tenderness, disappointment, inspiration, happiness
  • and lots of confusion and doubts
  • but the day she finally felt love, she knew she could never, ever stay away.

Let’s celebrate Summer together!

anonymous asked:

I also thought the fact that he tweeted that after the first tweet which was very formal towards a family he knows very well(larry excluded) their families are very close and his first tweet felt very void of that. So he overshadowed it with the tweet that showed a bit more intimacy towards Robin. Similar to what he did with the Father's Day tweet. He always tries his best.

the second tweet was much more succinct but at the same time it packed so much more of a punch

Jealousy and love..

This is Part IX to the Seth Rollins series. You can find the Masterlist here: Masterlist

Seth Rollins x Reader
Language: Angst, Smut, Fluff
Word Count: 2,2k

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18 weeks of pregnancy went by quickly. There was always action and you never had a chance to enjoy it. As much as there is to enjoy anyway. You never liked being pregnant. It was more of a struggle to you the first time around and the third time is certainly not a charm. Your feet and hands are swollen up by the end of the day, you don’t fit into anything but dresses and there’s heartburn after every single meal. But everything is more endurable when you first felt your baby kicking. You started to feel it a week before and wished Colby could be here to witness it himself instead of over the phone.

You haven’t told Colby about your plans yet. You’ve decided that things need to change, since he is missing out on lots of things by not being here. You two said that you’ll have the talk again after the 20 week scan which is a good opportunity for you to get everything organized already in order to surprise him.

You’ve talked to your boss and he was not amused. He suggested you should try out for that consultancy job in the US, the execs need to be persuaded at the next presentation in New York. You’re going to give your all into it.

Talking to your ex about you moving to the states in the near future was actually less bitter than you thought it would be.
He gave you his permission to move the children there, since he’s in the states often and they could go back for summer break. Also he’s agreeing because he knows that he can’t win against you. You’re too stubborn and he has lost the will to fight you years ago.

You’ve been working on the presentation day in and day out. Knowing that you’ll need that job if you want to have a future with Colby. It’s going to be perfect. The office is based in Chicago. You’ll need to go in there only once a week, the rest you could do from home. Only thing left is a good impression at the meeting.

Colby knew about the meeting in New York. He said he’s going to drive there after the house show, even though he had a long drive ahead of him and he could only stay the night.
So, this is something that needs to change as well. Your one night relationship that happens every other week. Especially with the baby. You’re looking forward to it and you hope Colby will be thrilled at your surprise.

At the day of the presentation you meet with your co-worker, Matt, from the New York office. You’ve known him since what feels like forever, having started at the same time in the company, helping each other out for international project meetings, having drunken nights at workshops. It’s all fun and games with him and you think he might have feelings for you but again, Matt never made it past the friend zone. You just don’t see him as anything else than a friend. He tried to make a move many times, but he never persuaded anything, you always made sure of that.
You were actually looking forward to seeing him again and you both put the final slides together in his office, with him giving you great advises before the presentation. Matt was surprised when he saw you waddle through his office doors with your bump and started to laugh. You told him about your plans and he promised you to vouch for you, as the execs probably didn’t trust a pregnant woman to pick up work right away after having a baby.

“Did I really just nailed it?” you asked Matt excitedly as the two of you stepped out of the building in the evening, after you did a great job impressing the execs.
“Color me impressed. You did it single handedly. I told my boss I’d vouch for you, just in case. But congrats! We need to celebrate it.” Matt pulled you into a hug, suggesting you go get a drink at the hotel bar, since he sensed that your feet must be killing you. He’s right, every step is a pain.

You were sitting at the bar, joking and chatting around with Matt. As the evening wears on, you could feel him getting closer to you by the hour, and now he’s putting his hand around your waist. You do your best not to cause a scene and try to avoid getting closer to him, he usually let it go and continues like nothing happens. It was like that in the past and you hope he still gets the subtle hint.

All of a sudden a strong hand gripped your arm hard and Colby whispers into your ear from behind.
“Having fun, huh?”. He moved to the side of you and you could catch a look at his face. His angry eyes staring into your soul.
“Colby, you’re hurting me!” You said, trying to wriggle your arm free of his grip. You don’t like dark Colby. He frightens you but at the same time, you feel aroused. It happens every damn time he pulls this. In this moment, you need to focus and try to protect Matt. Who knows what Colby could do if he feels challenged.
“Dude, let go off her!” Matt hissed at Colby, not really understanding the whole situation.
“Matt, don’t. I’ve got this.” You say in his defense, trying to stay calm in mid of the brewing storm.
“Don’t you want to introduce me to your friend?” Colby asked you cockily, eyes fixing on Matt.
“I can see that you’re having fun.” He hissed at you. Matt is clearly intimidated by now.
“This is Matt, my co-worker. And Matt, meet Colby, my boyfriend.” You say, introducing them. Colby let go of your arm, as soon as he heard you introduce him as your boyfriend and it makes you think that he’s so sensible sometimes.
“Matt, thanks very much for your help and just about everything. I’ll stay in touch.” You say to Matt and turned to Colby “And Colby, fuck you.”  storming past the men and up to your room.

Colby soon caught up with you, putting his foot in the door while you were about to close it.
“Please?” He looked at you with his big brown eyes.
Hesitantly you let him in, walking over to the small table and dropped your things onto the chair next to it. You then turned around to confront him.
“You want to tell me what that was all about?” you asked him, feeling angry and hurt. He knows you hated it when he’s jealous. Green doesn’t suit this man at all.
“I..I..was looking forward to see you and when I came here, all I saw was his arm around your waist and you let it happen!” He stuttered, feeling irritated and disappointed. He stared a hole in the floor, not wanting to face you because he knew that you were right to be angry at him.
“He’s just a co-worker Colby. I can look out for myself, thank you very much. I’ve known Matt since day one in the company. He has been a flirt since the beginning but I never caved in. He helped me a lot today.” You try to explain to him.
“Help you? Yeah, I can see. Help you get into bed maybe.” Colby continues to be an ass.
“I can’t believe the thing that just came out of your mouth.” You’re feeling hurt at his comments and you went on “Do you really think a guy could find me remotely attractive with that baby bump?! You’ve got no idea what I did tonight, Colby. Everything I did was for you!”
“You’re sleeping with him for me?” He said sarcastically. Knowing full well he’s gone too far but he just can’t help it.
“Oh, fuck you. Matt helped me today. He helped me secure a job at his firm as a consultant. I can move to the states and be with you. I need to report into the office one a week. I thought that was what you wanted? I need a job, Colby. And after what you pulled tonight, I seriously hope that I will still get that job. I can’t stay in the US without a valid visa and this job is a great opportunity to obtain a work permit.” You say, unloading your anger and frustration at him, ruining your surprise in the process.

Colby was taken aback. He didn’t know. How could he, you never told him.
“But there are other ways for you to live here with me.” He told you, while he took a step closer to you, looking at you with a remorse expression, he knew that he made a complete fool out of himself.
“Don’t you dare, Colby. Don’t you dare even think about it.” You warned him, shaking because you know what he was about to do and you don’t want him to do it.
“Yes, why not? We could get married!” He grinned, getting down on one knee and produced a ring box from his jeans. You seriously have no idea how he could fit that into his skinny jeans. He opened up the box for you to show you the princess shaped diamond engagement ring that leaves you speechless.

It took you a while to regain your composure.
“No. Colby, I don’t want you to marry me because I’m pregnant with your child. I want you to want to marry me for me. Not for the baggage that comes with me.” You told him, cupping his face, caressing him. You love him, that much you know now, but marriage is not in the picture yet.
“Y/N, you just don’t get how much I love you, do you? One day, Y/N, one day I will get you to marry me. Even if it means I have to ask you every single day until you agree to.” He said, smug smile on his face as he got up to his feet to kiss you.
“I love you, too.” You blurted out, waiting for his reaction, your heart races a Manhatten Marathon in record speed.
“I’ve been waiting to hear that for a long time.” He smiled, kissing you as he turned you around to face the table. “And who said you’re not attractive with a bump? I fucking love it.” He whispers into your ear, as he leans you carefully over the table, your hands grip the metal on either side as he presses his body up against your back. His hands travel up your thighs and came to rest on your waist. His mouth leaving a trail of hot kisses along your neck up to your ear. You can feel him through the thin fabric of your dress, as he caresses the curves of your body.
“I know that dress very well..” you hear a low growl in his throat as he pulled on the zipper of your dress and turns you around to face him, kissing you hungrily. Colby let the dress drop down to the floor and hastily removes his own clothing.
He laces his hands in your hair and continues to kiss you passionately.
“Do you want me?” he whispers.
You shove him down to the bed, dropped to your knees and begin to kiss his inner thigh, slowly reaching higher and higher until you reach his semi hard on. You take him in and enjoy the feeling of him growing inside of your mouth into his full lengths. His tip reaching the back of your throat, chocking you. His hands tangle in your hair as he moaned. His pressure on your head grew stronger, as his hips move rhythmically against your mouth.
“Y/N, get on top of me now!” he commands you.
You licked up his body and chest as you pull yourself on top of him, teasing his cock with your wet pussy before you lower yourself onto his lap, his dick filling you up.
As your bodies move together, you gripped his broad shoulders, leaving marks from your finger nails in the process.
“I want to hear you say it. Say you want me.” He growls under his breath.
“Colby..I, I want you.” You say, as his lips closes on yours, still moving together in sync.
“I’m going to come.” You shrieked softly, as your legs begin to tremble and your ride out your orgasm, letting yourself sink in his arms.
He releases into you with a loud moan and collapses down to the bed, with you still in his embrace.

The next day, Colby had to return for the next house show and you go back to your life.
He accompanied you to the airport and you turned to him before walking to the gates. He was holding your hand, as you say your goodbyes.
“You know what? You spoiled your own surprise yesterday. I hate you.” You say to him, as you manage to pout.
“Oh, c’mon, I know you love me.” He smiled at you, kissing your lips and nudging his face against yours, tickling you with his beard.
As he placed a protective hand on your bump and for the first time, he felt the baby kick.
“Wa..was that the baby?” he ask you stunned. Feeling around your bump again.
You just smiled at him, and nodded. His face was precious. The sensation of feeling the first kick of your baby is overwhelming and Colby is beaming with pride.

In Ch. 24, there’s a short story written about Akutagawa meeting Dazai for the first time, and it supplies some interesting details. From what I got, Akutagawa spent most of his young life numbing out any and all emotion in order to withstand a lot of the pain he got put through. It just verified for me more when he actually said the first emotion he’s felt since birth. I could rant about Akutagawa’s mental health for days but I don’t want to subject anyone to that, so here’s a quick lil thingamabob.

anonymous asked:

How did your first kiss felt like?

My first kiss with a girl was really awkward.. I ended up giving her a high five afterwards 🤷🏼‍♀️

When we say that the United States is joining Syria and Nicaragua by not participating in the Paris agreement, I think it’s not fair to leave it at that, because neither of them refused to sign for reasons anything like the selfish ones of the United States.

Syria was under sanctions making it complicated to even attend, and on top of that were embroiled in intense civil warfare and not in a great position to make a commitment like that. They didn't​ disagree with it, but were never involved with the deal in the first place.

Nicaragua actually felt that the Paris agreement was not strict enough, arguing that they didn’t want to be complicit in a voluntary effort that didn’t properly allocate the responsibility to large countries for being the ones who poisoned the environment in the first place, nor impose a punishment on anyone failing to comply with the standards. Nicaragua is one of the countries that’s most affected by climate change but least responsible, and they felt that wasn’t fairly reflected in the accord.

The United States is the ONLY country that has rejected the Paris accord because of the belief that our environment is less important than our profit. Even oppressive regimes and the poorest nations in the world are smarter than that, or at least know when to keep their mouths shut and play along. The USA is not really in the league of Syria or Nicaragua, but alone in the refusal to cooperate out of pure greed.

As a kid, I used to think love was when you thought someone was pretty and they let you hold their hand. I would send out the letters to every girl that caught my eye and I would wait anxiously for a reply. I carried that trend into my adult life–pairing myself with any pretty girl that didn’t find me repulsive.

So when you asked me when I knew I loved you. I was tempted to say it was when we held hands for the first time and I felt it in my gut, but it was seven months later, a week after I met your family, that double date with your best friend and her loud boyfriend. During one of his many stories, you reached for my hand under the table and smiled at me because you knew how irritated I was getting. I tried to master a smile back at you but my lips turned to concrete. I felt it like I had never in my life: butterflies.

All my life I’ve been building walls and towers so high you couldn’t see what was behind; my fears and insecurities. Perhaps that’s why I always looked for battles and challenges, even when there wasn’t any. I always looked for ghosts to fight and demons to shoot so I would keep myself busy. Then, you came along and you made it easy for me. You laughed at all my jokes, especially the terrible ones and made me special, safe. I couldn’t fight this and I didn’t want to because it was the best thing to ever happen to me. I knew instantly that you didn’t want to change that part of me which always looked for the hard path but you would encourage it, standing by my side. So that’s what love is, not the absence of a battle, but fighting together.

—  A collab between my immensely talented friend @writingbykawelwa & @giulswrites
Kissing you for the first time felt like fireworks. Feeling your lips against mine is a feeling I’ll never forget. Your lips were so delicate and soft. Biting your lip through our various kisses, I was definitely euphoric. I never want to stop kissing you.
—  kissing you // 9:16pm
When you said we should just be friends, I thought I’d be okay with it but I’m not. Before you, I was used to not feeling. I had gotten so used to the pain that it no longer was there, I wasn’t happy, but I wasn’t in pain. Then you made my heart beat again. After that awkward first kiss, I felt my heart beat a thousand times a second and my lungs were on fire. Now my lungs are full of water and I’m drowning again. The pain is back and I don’t know how to stop it.
—  i-am-falling-once-again, Late night thoughts
RFA + When They Realize They’re In Love

ohhh, look a headcanon/scenario post! :D this was a whole lot longer than i originally planned, but oh well!! i played around with each of their stories, so i hope you don’t mind <3 <b>you can find JAEHEE, JUMIN and 707′s under the cut! if you have any requests, feel free to shoot them my way. anyway, i hope you enjoy!



Yoosung thinks he’s sick.

His heart starts palpitating, his palms grow sweaty and he’s so out-of-focus that he’s losing his streak on the LOLOL leadership boards. He downs a cup of coffee, glaring at his bedroom clock, which stared back with a 22:12pm in bright blue lights. It’s way too early to be feeling tired, he thinks.

He sighs, exiting the server and letting the game’s background music blast through his computer’s speakers. He places a hand to his neck, feeling for a warm temperature, only to end up confused as he realizes he’s not even remotely feverish. Worriedly, he calls her up, sure that she would know what’s up with him.

“Hey [Name],” he says, going back to his desk to take another swig of coffee. He joins another server, hoping LOLOL would help calm his nerves. Why was he always so nervous when he was talking with her? He prattles on about his supposed “symptoms” as he patiently waits to be connected to the server.

“Sounds like you’re in love,” she suddenly blurts out. He almost sprays his coffee all over his computer at those words. He can tell she’s joking. She was joking, right? Right? He tries to come up with a reply, but all that comes out of him is a strangled sound. He hears her laughing from the other end. “Ohhh, bulls-eye! Who’s the lucky person? Is it me you’ve fallen for?”

Yoosung’s eyes widen at this, and his heart feels like it’s about to burst out of his chest and start tap-dancing on his desk. He’s stunned to a silence; his mind is racing, wondering whether or not to confirm her statement. Well, that would certainly explain why he always felt so worked up around her. Before he could even answer her question, he hears her awkward laughter on the other end of the phone.

“Hey, I was kidding! Playing some LOLOL might calm your nerves, but I suggest not staying up too late. It might actually be a fever, after all.” Yoosung manages to quickly blurt out an apology as well as a thank you, before wishing her a good night and ending the call without waiting for her reply. He leans back on his chair, staring at the cream-colored ceiling above him.

It’s when he places both of his hands on his chest and feels the rhythmic thumping of his heart. It’s when he tries to steady his breathing, and when he finally does, he remembers what she said and wheezes. It’s when he realizes that he knows the answer to her earlier question, but he was too shy, too scared to actually answer her. It’s when he makes a promise to tell her, face-to-face and unabashedly, one day. Yoosung’s eyes linger to his desk clock.

It’s at 22:17pm on a LOLOL-filled Tuesday night that he realizes that he’s completely, head-over-heels in love with her.


Zen can’t sleep.

He’s lying in bed, positively tired after a day’s work. He knew he did well earlier, yes, but his own self-reassuring thoughts did very little for his nerves. Ever since the whole hacking situation, he’s been on edge during his performances; he can’t help but be upset at himself for not giving his all for his audiences.

Despite being an “egotistical prick”, as Jumin calls it, he was often hit by waves of doubt during these late sleepless nights. His self-reassuring thoughts began to shift into ones of doubt, pushing him to twist and turn in his suddenly uncomfortable bed.

Was he a genuinely good actor? Did people watch his musicals for his talents or for his looks? Would he ever be more than just a handsome face up on the stage? He was jolted back to reality by the sudden ringing of his cellphone. He begrudgingly reached out to view the caller ID: [Name].

Without a second thought, he immediately answers the call. Her cheerful voice was tinged with a hint of her own weariness. He feels his heart begin to swell, savoring the way her voice says his name. “Can’t sleep either?” he says, genuinely happy to find her calling him out of all the other RFA members.

“Yeah,” he hears her say. “I was hoping you were awake. I’m glad I was actually right.” His chest tightens at this, and he can’t help but smile at the thought of her thinking about him at such an hour. He finds a sort of solace in her, thankful for her constant presence amidst all the happenings in his life.

The two converse, and he finds the weight on his shoulders gradually become lighter. His heart is both calm and erratic, and he finds himself laughing together with her, despite being miles apart. When he hears her congratulate him for the show he put on, for being such an amazing actor on-stage, for doing so well, even if he may not believe so, he almost starts crying.

“You’re doing so well, Zen. I’m sure all your fans can agree that you’re doing so much more. I mean that, truly. If you ever need anyone to talk to, I’m here. So is Jaehee and the rest of the RFA,” she says from the other end of the line, and he allows himself to think that she means it. No, he knows she means it; it’s in the way that she speaks to him that he knows she’s saying nothing but the truth.

It’s when she says her good night that he catches himself almost saying it. He purses his lips, blundering out a good night of his own before slamming the END CALL button. It’s when his eyes shoot wide open, and he feels a ditzy smile gracing his lips. It’s when his self-doubting thoughts are replaced by thoughts of her. He brings his pale hands to his hair, and he can’t help but marvel at how much she affects him.

It’s when he catches himself thinking about her in wonder does he realize that he’s crazy about her.

((more under the cut))

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Top 10 One Tree Hill relationships (as voted by my followers) #8 - Brooke and Nathan

“The thing is, the two of us have been down very similar roads. I mean, we were in the same cliques first. We both felt the same pressures, same expectations. Our parents were like children, and we both grew into kind of bad versions of ourselves way too fast. So I think you know I get it. They never really gave us a chance, did they - our parents? They didn’t know how. Look, the thing is, you made your dream happen, all right? And even though I didn’t quite get there, when it was taken away from me,I dealt with it alone. That was stupid, selfish and wrong. So if your mom tries to take your dream away from you and you feel that same pain I did I’ve sort of been there, okay? I’m gonna be kind of pissed off if you don’t come talk to me about it. Anyway, thank you for coming today. It means a lot. I know you didn’t know Quentin but it doesn’t surprise me that you’re thinking about other people when all this stuff is going on with you. That’s not bad for a girl who never had a chance.”

At first I felt wrong about posting this picture. Lane looks *too* happy. 49 people were killed, and countless others wounded both physically and emotionally right here at this place. We should be somber, I thought. It’s too soon. I don’t want to seem disrespectful. But then it dawned on me. Lane was experiencing Pulse when this picture was taken this morning. She was dancing and being herself. She was happy to be there and she felt comfortable to smile and play and twirl. That’s what Pulse was built for. That’s what it continues to stand for. It’s a place where it’s safe to be who you are. To dance and feel free. To show love and spread love and BE Loved. The spirit of those beautiful souls that left us one year ago were embracing her today. Introducing her to their beloved club where a piece of them will forever dwell. Inviting her to dance with them and feel the love all around all of us. That sign in the background now represents so much. It represents love and strength and resilience. It represents pride in who you are-just as you are. As we were leaving, Lane bounced down the sidewalk smiling and said “Mom! I’ve had the best day today!” I feel like that’s how Pulse nightclub used to make its patrons feel. That’s what it was built for and that’s how I hope it continues to live in people’s hearts.

theragingthespian  asked:

if you're feeling it pal, supercorp and dancing. but tbh, i'll read anything you're up to writing

She realized she was in trouble sometime between Alex telling her that she had proposed to Maggie and the moment she helped with sending out the invitations—and by help she meant that she saved Alex and Maggie a small fortune on postage by delivering the invitations herself.

Or perhaps she realized she was in trouble when Alex sat her down one afternoon—many, many months after the Daxamite invasion—and told her that she needed help choosing a song to dance to.

(“Can it be ‘N Sync?” Kara had asked, laughing when Alex didn’t even acknowledge her question.

“Maggie got all the fun jobs,” she’d muttered petulantly. “Choosing venue and catering is easy but everyone’s going to judge the first song we dance to.”

“I’ll judge if the food isn’t good,” Kara had tried helpfully. Alex didn’t deign to dignify that with a response.)

Though really, she realized she was in trouble when Winn helpfully pointed out that Kara couldn’t dance.

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Jin had just taken off his own shirt, his broad shoulders on display for your eyes to roam across. His smirked at you, teasing you as you didn’t break your stare.

“I know I’m beautiful, but how about you let me see you too.” 

Hearing his words, you instantly started taking off your own shirt, only to feel uncomfortable being bare. You stopped midway, putting your shirt back down until you felt a pair of hands on either of yours.

“Don’t feel nervous. You’re just as good looking as I am, if not more, and I don’t say that to anyone.”

Originally posted by fawnave

Namjoon/Rap monster:

You sat on top of him, leaving kisses on his neck before reaching his chest. Taking his shirt off, you ran your hands against him.

Moving to do the same, he moved to the bottom of your shirt. Slightly lifting it, he saw you get nervous. Quickly, he let go, cupping your cheeks only to follow it with a kiss.

“You don’t have to be shy, but if you are, that’s okay. We can go slow if you need.”

Originally posted by bangthebae


Sitting between Yoongi’s legs, you laid on his chest only to feel him rubbing you back. Lifting up, you started to remove you shirt, stopping when you wondered if that would be okay.

Soon though you heard his voice, reassuring you to keep going.

“I want to see you, don’t stop.”

Originally posted by gotjhope


Hoseok sat on the couch, phone in his hand when you walked in. Looking up, he saw you in front of him, just standing there.

After a second, you started to strip, lifting your shirt above your head before moving to your bra. 

Hoseok never took his eyes off, shocked but relishing in what was happening.

Hands on the clasps, you suddenly realized what you were doing, instantly freezing.

Hoseok noticed, chuckling before getting up with your shirt and handing it to you. Accompanied with his words, he hugged you, covering you up.

“You’re cute, you know that?”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


Sitting on the edge of the bed, Jimin pat his thigh, signalling his wanted you to come to him. Moving to where he was, he put you between his legs, kissing you before leaning back.

“Don’t you want to take this off?”

Nodding your head, you slowly removed it. You weren’t wearing anything underneath, the air of the room hitting your chest only to remind you that you were on full view. 

Instantly, you moved to put your hands to your chest, only to be stopped with Jimin looking up at you.

“Don’t ever try to hide something so gorgeous from me again.”

Originally posted by bwipsul


Taehyung was laying on top of you, light kisses being brought down above your clothing, teasing you until he hit your shorts. Looking up at you under his eyelashes, he smiled at you.

“Would you like me to take these off for you.”

Your lack of response worried him as he saw your eyes flitting from each side of the room. Lifting himself up, he sat on his knees.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want.”

Smiling at him, you removed your shorts yourself. He smirked, looking down at you with a glint in his eyes.

“But I like this option better.”

Originally posted by mvssmedia


He was getting ready for bed, only his sweats on as his walked in the room, seeing you just about to take off you top. Your cheeks were red, showing your embarrassment. he thought you were going to stop, until he saw your hands keeping their movement, no end in sight until everything was off.

Quickly, he was behind you, kissing your shoulder before whispering to you,

“Now we won’t be able to go to bed anymore.”

Originally posted by roselstra


Snapchat Mishaps {Pt.5}

Warnings: This ones very dirty guys, you’re welcome 😈. VEY VERY  NSFW gifs , FINALLY S M U T ,angst , Bucky Barnes x Reader (ft Johnny Storm 😉)

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“ miss, I suggest you wake up. I’m required to remind you that you have work in 20 minutes” the blinds over your windows begins rising , letting your room flood with blinding light.

Fucking FRIDAY .

“ I’m up I’m up.”

You went right to your room after you left buckys floor last night. It took you a while , but you finally fell asleep . Work is the last thing you want right now , but you know You have a shit ton of medical records to type out and things to organize .

You are ready in 15, and on the elevator soon after . Finally the elevator opens on the med floor , and the silence is oddly soothing .

Your day passes quickly , before you know it it’s 5pm .

“ Mr Stark would like me to inform you that he is holding a small get together tonight at 7 and he’d like you to attend. He said ’ nothing fancy , just wear something to outline your-‘l

” I get the point FRIDAY.“ you cut her off before she can finish relaying Tony’s message about your ass. Real  classy Stark.

Originally posted by chaosofhearts

It doesn’t take long to finish your work, so you have plenty of time to get ready . You decide on wearing a black shirt dress, that clings to the shape of your curves and has a cross cross cut out around your middle , along with a low neckline . Overall, you feel sexy as hell. Your hair is down is loose natural waves, and you applied light makeup . You’re ready at 6:45 , and decide to head to the “party level ” early . Your nerves begin acting up when you think about having to face Bucky tonight. He didn’t try to contact me all day , so why the hell should I care ? He can do whatever he wants , and I can whatever I want . The elevators open , to the hall, revealing an unfamiliar group of 4 and you realize it’s the fantastic Four ; the other heroes of new York . The man with his back to you turns , a dazzling smile forming when he sees you .

Originally posted by this-is-what-makes-us-fandoms

I want to do him, oh man, do I want to do him .

“ well hello gorgeous.”
The woman across from him smacks the back of his head .

“ I’m sorry about my brother , I’m sue Richards , this is my husband reed , our friend Ben, and the one with no manners is my brother Johnny storm.” Playboy Johnny storm , his could be fun.

“ it’s a pleasure to meet all of you, thank you for what you’ve done to save this city , and the world .” They all blush at you, including Johnny.

“ well you know , I could think of another way to say thank you.” Johnny say with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes . His sister groans at his remark but you laugh

“ that’s a shame Johnny,” you walk past him , stopping to call over your shoulder ,“ because I think of a lot more ways than one .” You wink and continue heading into the official party area.

Originally posted by cybertronicvagrant

You spent most of the night near wanda and Natasha, bucky finally arrived with Steve a little later , his girl from last night no where insight. You fee his eyes on you as him as they both approach the three of you , after a quick hello you excuse yourself to go to the bar, you suddenly feel the urge for tequila getting louder .

You feel a hand on your lower back as you wait for the bartender , and you pray it’s not buckys .

“ what’s got a beautiful lady like you drinking tequila alone ?” Johnny , thank fucking god . You turn around , he’s so close that your chests are nearly touching .

“ do I need a reason for tequila?”

“ no, but your shoulders tensed and dropped in relief when you saw it was me , who are you avoiding babe?”

“ you never hear about how observant Johnny storm is , only how much of a playboy.”

“ I’m waiting for an answer .”
You look over his shoulder , locking eyes with a very aggravated Bucky Barnes . What the hell does he look so pissed - oh . Oh ! What a fucking - fuck it . I’m doing this.

You lean up to whisper in his ear, “Johnny I need a favor , feel free to say no. But I really wanna piss someone off.”

“ anything for you , I’m sure he deserves it.”

“ how do you-”

“ Like you said , observing is  my thing, and frostbite hasn’t taken his eyes off you since you walked to the bar .”

“ you’re pretty damn good mr.Storm”
“ oh baby you have no idea.” His arms wrap around your waist , both of you are devilishly smiling .

Johnny pulls you to the dance floor of people grinding against each other . You turn your body so your back is to his chest, your ass pressing against his already hardening bulge .

“ excited ?” You ask over you shoulder , he responds with a light kiss to your neck . You behind moving together , following the beat . 5 songs later and you’re way too turned on from dancing with Johnny and need air , you part with a quick kiss to his cheek then duck out to the balcony , sighing as soon as the breeze hits you.

Looking over the city is so calming , the lights are mesmerizing. So much in fact , you didn’t hear the door open & close behind you .

“ y/n” you jump at the sound , not realizing someone else joined you, and of course it’s bucky. You don’t turn , just grip on tighter to the ledge infront of you , how fucking great.

“ Barnes .”

“ you look nice tonight.” He is directly behind you now, close enough you can feel his breath on your neck . Are you fucking kidding me ?

You don’t reply , the anger building up inside you is threatening to spill out but you don’t want to give him the satisfied knowing the affect seeing him and the girl lady had on you.

“ you didn’t snap me today doll.” That’s it .

“ I didn’t snap y- you are something else Bucky Barnes .” You turn , glaring daggers into the deep blue eyes looking back at you .bucky just smirks ,

Originally posted by winter-barnes

“ I knew that would get you to speak.”
Bastard .

“ let me ex-”
“ why would you need to explain bucky? I shouldn’t of came to your floor , what you do isn’t my business, nor do I care . ”
Go me . self-five .

His face drops at your words , but he doesn’t drop it
“ I was stressed from the mission and I need to - listen I didn’t sleep with her . I sent her packin after I saw you. ”

“ well that was dumb. ”

“ why- I know your mad y/n. No need to hide it . ”

“ .im not your mother and I’m certainly not your girl friend so why would I be mad? we all have needs. “ you snap .

He’s silent , you take the chance to move away and back to the party but his voice stops you

” so what ? You’re going back to dancing with storm now? “
You laugh , ” is someone jealous ?“ When he doesn’t respond you walk back to him , placing your hand on his chest .

” are you jealous that he’s the one that’s going to have my ass grinding against him Buck? That he’s the one I’m going to be kissing tonight when we leave the party , the one whose dick im going to wrap my lips around ? That you’re not the one that’s going to be fucking me until I can’t walk? “
After a moment of him glaring into your eyes , you laugh , ” because it could of been you. But I’m sure you have someone else you can call again tonight , don’t you ?“ You spit , you go to remove your hand from his chest but his flies up to grasp onto it , holding you to him.

” I didn’t think -“

” doesn’t matter , it was just a game Bucky right? That’s all it was .“ Sadness clear in your voice , but oh well. His face drops , his eyes going to the ground at your words. 

Originally posted by munirakhairuddin

You rip your hand from his, and storm back into the party . Thoughts flying through your head at what feels like a 100 mph, the night you spent talking with him , all the snaps , the kisses ; it’s all too much . Fuck it was just suppose to be a game , I wasn’t suppose to feel anything for that dickbag!

” hey woah, you okay?“ you look up to see Johnnys concerned eyes .

” uh- yeah I just- tequila .“ You sigh out , and he nods , taking your hand and leading you to the bar .

Buckys POV

fucking hell. I never would of thought I could be this dumb , she’s never going to - FUCK.  I should of told her how I felt first.  Those should of been the first fucking words out of my mouth. But would this of ended any different?  it would of killed me if she still walked away after I told her. But now she just thinks- FUCK. 
Why the fuck is she even bothering with storm , he’s a man whore . What are thy even laughing about ? How much tequila does she think she can drink ?!

I don’t blame her , how could I ? I should of called her not - Lisa? Whatever that chicks name was . But whatever this is - was - between me and y/n is just too - I didn’t think I’d catch feelings. But she’s just so- y/n . I don’t even have words to describe how wonderful she is , I’ve always know though . Being an ass to her was just so much easier than giving into being close with her before . But after the other night , after everything we talked about , the kisses , fuck her lips are so perfect , almost like they were made for mine, I can’t help but give in. I learned so much about her , we moved so far into friendship in just one night. I’m an idiot .

Steve told me I shouldn’t of pushed her away , but what else was I suppose to do? She was the only thing on my mind during that mission , and the first thing back on my mind after I shook out soldier mode on the way home . That mission- I don’t even know- I lost myself for a minute . All I could think about is what if that happens when I’m with her ? What if I hurt her ? I didn’t think she was as in deep as I was , didn’t think she’d care about the other girl . I was almost praying she only saw this as truly a game between us , so atleast one of us had a little bit of hold on reality. But when I saw her eyes in the elevator , the way they glossed over with Unshed tears
; I lost it.

It wasn’t a game anymore , it wasn’t just about who could get the other to cave for Sex first , although I do want to fuck her 7 ways from Sunday . It only took one night, one night of her sleeping next to me, for me to realize I needed that every night . I let my fear of hurting her physically, hurt her emotionally. And now I have to sit and watch her all over this fucking prick . I wanted to drop kick him off the side of the building the minute I saw him go up to her .

What are they - where are they going ?!

Y/n’s pov

 You know its the tequila vision, but right now all you can think of is banging Johnny storm, and how much you hate bucky right now.  One a scale of 1-10, you’re a solid 5.5. You lean in closer to johnny , your lips grazing his ear,

” What do you say we get outta here ?“

 He doesn’t verbally respond, instead his lips go to yours, in a quick, but hot kiss.  He grabs your hand and all but sprints to the elevators.  He didn’t even hit the button before pressing you against the wall next to the doors . You moan when his lips land on yours, before you can even  make another move his body is off you .

” What the hell!“ johnny snaps, you open your eyes to a very flustered Johnny and pissed Bucky. you’ve got to be kidding me.

” You have 5 seconds to get out of my sight, that’s the only warning I’m giving you storm .“ Bucky barks, making your eyes go wide. Holy hell, ive never seen him this mad. Johnny looks to you , and you slowly nod, not wanting to cause an even bigger issue to pull anyone from the parties attention to the hall .  confusion rolls over you as johnny smirks and sends you a wink, did he- did he want this to happen? wtf.

Originally posted by master-of-duct-tape

” Bucky what the fuck do you think youre doing !“ you growl, ” I didn’t fucking chase that girl away last night , so what were you thinking !“

He stalks forward, caging you between his body and the wall  until his face is an inch away from yours,

” Storm is a man whore.“

” and youre not?“ you snap ” its not like I wanted to marry the guy, Christ. “

” You just wanted to fuck him ? “

” Obviously !“

” You’ve got a replacement right infront of you doll. I’m all yours. “  is he caving?

Almost like he read your mind Bucky dips down to connect your lips in a desperate kiss, his tongue immediately finding its way against yours as he gains dominance. When he pulls away your gasping for air,

Originally posted by sssmcdlove

” I’m done with this game, I want you and I want you now doll.“ his voice is full of lust, and super commanding , nearly making you fall to  a puddle infront of him .

All this is , is a fuck for both of us . He doesn’t want it to be more , and I don’t either . I’m not letting it be anymore. its a tequila induced fuck. No feelings , just sex.

 The elevator ride to his floor was silent, only thing to be heard is your breathing.  The minute you’re off the elevator, he’s got his hands on you . He pushes you against the nearest walll, his lips meeting yours in another needy kiss . His hands are roaming down your body until they land on your thigh, and he lifts you up. Your legs instantly wrap around his waist while your hands tangle in his hair, your lips still moving with his . Your dress is bunched at your waist now, letting his bulge rub against your covered core , the friction making you moan into his mouth . He moves you again , and you feel the cold granite of his kitchen counter under you .

” bucky please -“ His eyes are completely Lust blown as he takes in your plea . His hands move to your core , slipping under your panties and diving right into your slippery folds

” fuck y/n,“ he enters one, the then two finger into your pussy, starting a relentless pace . Moans rip through you at the feeling, and your hips start grinding down on his fingers . ” that’s it doll, fuck yourself on my fingers .“ And you do , you bounce yourself as much as you can on his fingers until your orgasm washes over you. You dig your fingers into his forearms as you slowly rock yourself through your orgasm.

” I don’t think you know how hot that was . Holy fuck.“ He breathes out before gently kissing you . You smirk at him as he removes his fingers, sticking them in his mouth with a groan. Fuck why is that so hot ? You gasp as he rips open the front of your dress, anger flashes through you for a moment before its  replaced with pure pleasure. His mouth nips down your chest, his tongue popping out to swirl around your hardened nipple. 

Your back arches, pushing yourself further into his warm mouth and you nearly cum from the feeling of him sucking your nipple . He alternates between your breasts, driving you crazier everytime he sucks them . You finally find the strength to shove him off of you , sending him a grin as you do .  

You slide off the counter and to your knees, going right for the button on his pants . You pop the bottom off, drag the zipper down and then pull his pants and boxers until they hit the floor and kicks them off . His cock looks painfully hard ,his top is leaking pre cum and your mouth starts watering at the sight . You lean up , capturing the tip in your mouth , you tongue swiping over the precum . You moan out at the saltiness, but your addicted to taste right away . You take more of him in your mouth , swirling your tongue around him as you start bobbing your head .

” shit - your mouth feels - “ he lets out a moan when your hand finds his balls .

” doll- sto-stop , I’m not cuming until I’m fucking buried in your pussy.“ You back off with a wet pop , standing up then leaning to kiss him .

” then what are you waiting for , sergeant ?“ That did it , his eyes snap to yours and another growl escapes him, making you even wetter , fucking hell . He lifts you again , taking you to his room . Once your feet hit the floor youre ripping at his shirt, buttons flying everywhere  .

 He removes your ruined dress from you , biting his lip as he looks over your body , only thing covering you is your black lace thong; and he takes care of that real quick.  He gently shoves you back, watching your chest bounce as you fall to his bed. He slowly tucks his fingers under the waist of your thong and pulls it down your legs before tossing it over his shoulder. You let your legs fall open, watching as he looks at your dripping pussy with hungry eyes.

” So fucking perfect Doll.“ he leans down , his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss that has your head spinning . He pulls away , sneaking his hands underneath your body , and flipping the two of you so youre straddling him . He smacks your ass, making you arch forward as you whimper.

” Up here baby ,“ you raise your eyebrow in confusion until you finally realize what he means .  You scoot yourself up, placing a leg on each side of his head and slowly lowering yourself down until you feel his lips on your slit.

” Oooh fuck!“ he dives right in , sucking and licking at your folds so hard you can barely keep yourself up right . His hands come down on your thighs, squeezing them roughly as he begins moving you back and forth over his face.  you take the hint and follow his lead,  hesitantly rocking yourself against him . His hands move you faster though , to the point that you are fucking yourself on his face. one hand disappears from your hips, and you feel one of his fingers enter you as he sucks harshly on your clit.

” Bucky ! “the last suck did you in, the knot in your stomach snapping harder than ever before . You feel yourself cuming , you can feel it dripping out of you into is mouth and the thought reignites the fire in your core.  Bucky gently lifts you and slides you back down to his lap  , and you get a good look of his glistening face. Holy fuck, I just fucked bucky barnes face.  fuck yes.  You pull him in for a kiss, sighing at the taste of yourself on his tongue . You suck on his tongue before moving away from him , and a low moan leaves his lips.

” Doll I cant wait any longer .“ he flips you once again, once hes over you his hand grabs ahold of his cock and he slowly pushes himself in . You know hes trying to be considerate and give you a minute to adjust, but you cant wait . The way he fills you already has you addicted , the pain only lasts a few seconds before you bucking your hips up . He starts thrusting slowly, and you let out a growl,

” Harder !“  you cry out , and he complies, snapping his hips into your rougher . His pace is animalistic, he manages to hit your g spot with every thrust making it so much better. The moans leaving your lips are ridiculously obscene, youre pretty sure theyd be in a porn video .

” Fuck doll I’m -“

You groan , not ready for this to be over . You use all your strength to switch your positions so youre on top of him now .

” Hold on , Sergeant. “ your steady yourself with your hands on his chest, and begin bouncing on his dick , the new angle making your pussy clench even tighter around him.

” holy hell Y/n, I can feel you gripping me so fucking good. C'mon baby .“ his fingers move to your clit , starting to rub it hard . You pick up your pace, crying out from all the sparks your feeling throughout your body . Bucky sits up, his mouth enveloping one of your nipples while he grabs at the other one . 

He moves off your chest after a few minutes, his arms wrapping around your waist now to press his chest against yours as he starts thrusting up into your heat as you slam down onto him .
” C'mon doll, cum all over my cock . I want to feel you-“

you whimper out his name , your orgasm ripping through you almost painfully. White spots invade your vision, and you hear bucky moan out your name as his orgasm follows . You feeling him slowly thrusting still, pulling you both through your finishes as he shoots ropes of cum into you . The feeling of him finishing in you triggers another smaller orgasm , then your body gives out, crashing against his. You’ve never cam that hard, and it was an earth shattering feeling, one that youre already craving again. 

 You lift yourself off of him, flopping to your back beside him on the bed.

” Holy - that was - wow.“ he says , both of you gasping for air .   You turn your head to the side, finding Bucky already looking at you .  Flashes from the other night in his room play in your mind, and you quickly come crashing back into reality  . This was just- it was nothing to him. So its nothing to me then too.

” Youre beautiful, you know that?“ Shut up , please shut up . He almost sounds sincere, but that just must be how he gets all the girls

You send him a smile, afraid to even say anything back to him .  He rolls out of bed & walks to his bathroom, returning with a wet cloth . He gently cleans you up, sending shivers down your spine when the cloth goes over your sensitive clit.   He goes back into his bathroom to drop the dirty cloth into his hamper, when he does you jump out of his bed, grab the first shirt you see and your panties . You quickly cover yourself, and head right for the door . Right as the door opens he stops you ,

” why- you’re not staying ?“ his voice was quiet and laced with confusion .  Pull it together , you know what’s about to leave your lips is going to hurt ; but it’ll hurt a lot less now , than it would if you stayed and slept beside him, if you woke up in his arms knowing it was just another night to him . You don’t bother turning around when you reply ,

” fuck no.”

Originally posted by fragileheartxxx

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anonymous asked:

writing prompt (if u want) : andrew and neil met before while neil was someone else and broke andrew's heart by leaving/vanishing/faking death/idfk and then neil just shows up like no ?? u are like chris or some name and u r dead what is going on and how dare u

so we’re going to pretend im not the shittiest person ever and didn’t take like a week to write this 2000 word thing but anyways hope u like it :)


The shock of the exy racquet crashing into Neil’s stomach was secondary to the shock that came from seeing Andrew Spear again.  While his lungs screamed for air, his brain screamed for an escape.  To run.  And never stop running again.

The edges of his vision turned as black as the shirt Andrew wore the first time they’d met those few years ago.  It had been a startlingly warm day, aided by the fact that Nathaniel and his mother had just migrated south again from Montreal.  California was everything and nothing that Nathaniel, no, Chris, had expected.  It was hot, and there was the smell of salt in the air from the Pacific Ocean – that Chris had known would be there.  He hadn’t counted on people being so open.  Maybe that’s why he was so drawn to Andrew, a spot of darkness against the ever sunny sky.  Andrew had never been an easy read.

The first time Andrew spoke to him, it was because he had gotten into a fight with a teacher.  Neil had left the classroom at the end of the day with his head down, hugging his books close to his body.  He didn’t know how long he’d stay here, but the fact that his mother had let him attend school was a good sign that they’d be in California for a while.  Still it wasn’t a good idea to make friends or have ties here.  Nobody should remember his face.

“You know,” Neil had heard him say as he passed a tree on the edge of the school’s property, “For someone who’s trying to keep a low profile you sure do love to get in a fight.”

He turned and came face to face with the blonde.  Andrew hadn’t mastered the look of complete apathy yet and his eyes revealed the tiny spark of interest Neil had put there.

“For someone who’s barely four feet tall you sure do love antagonizing people,” Neil responded.

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One Condition(m)

Summary: You and Jimin have a perfectly-normal-good sex life, so you can’t really understand his need to explore further….whatever, two can play at that game. Looks like there won’t be much sleeping going on tonight.

Genre: A lil fluff/ lotta smut/ and hopefully I can make u giggle

Word count: 3,038

Warnings: Face sitting/ Breathplay (~light~Choking)…sorry mom

A/n: This is the FIRST EVER fic I felt comfortable releasing! I’m so super excited to share this w/ you guys and I hope u enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed making it:’’) . ps. this one for my chubby hoes or for my cuties w a lil more meat on ur thighs. jimin luvs u n so do i 💖💖💖

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anonymous asked:

the fact that dan (and probably phil too) see manchester as "the city of our origin story" makes me week in the knees. but its also strange, as they only lived there for about a year? why was it so significant then?

am I the only one who thinks it’s weird for dan and phil to make a manchester shirt? I know dan said it was his home but they haven’t lived there in over five years. dan was only there for two years in his whole life. it just seems odd to me. 

(first anon is referring to this tweet : 

and i want to make a giant caveat that everyone’s primary focus here should be about the city of manchester and the amazing cause that the shirt was created for, rather than dnp’s romantic or life history. but i thought these were both fair questions to ask and ones that i’ve been mulling over as well ever since dan so emphatically referred to the city as his home right after the attack happened, so i thought i’d answer them while also vehemently encouraging everyone to go out and buy the shirt, as well as keep the city and its resiliency after this senseless attack foremost in your minds. but please feel free to send me a message if you feel like talking about this partially in conjunction with this shirt is in any way disrespectful, and i’ll be happy to take this post down! manchester continues to be in my thoughts and i ache in solidarity with anyone affected by the tragedy that happened there.)

i think the simple and straightforward answer to both of your questions is that manchester represented promise and hope for them and, to use dan’s own words here, it was their origin. they only shared a home there for a year but two whole years before that, dan was saving up to visit this city and meet phil for the first time. it probably felt like escape for him, and the first place he was able to navigate such a special connection with someone, away from any pressures or judgment from anyone else in his hometown. and then he spent nearly a year visiting the city every couple of weekends to see phil and it became the place he looked forward to so, so much because it contained the person he cared most about in the world. you can hear that in his tone when he talks about phil finally moving out of his parents’ house and getting his own place in manchester–he says it in a list of interesting things that are happening in his life, and is all flustered when talking about having a new place to go visit and stay and dump all his shit in (3:01 of this video). and then he applied there for uni, naturally, and got in, and even though they didn’t live together that first year bc dan felt it was important to try to have some independence or a more traditional ‘fresher experience,’ he still ended up spending so many nights at phil’s place or staying there till the late hours of the night–it was still a city they were essentially living in together. so only after all of this history had already happened, they decided to move in together. and even though it was only a year it was still their first ever home together, and there were so many little elements that made it special and that they still reminisce about like the breakfast bar and the balcony and the broken sink and phil getting the room with the en-suite bathroom bc he had more subscribers and the white board with their tasks for the week hung on the kitchen wall and, beyond that, it was the place where so many pivotal things happened for them like starting the super amazing project together, getting noticed by the bbc and then doing their best to get a full time offer from them, dan deciding to quit school and both of them getting through all of the hardship of the buildup to that and the decision itself together,,, my only point here is that so much happened for them in manchester and i think it makes perfect sense for them to think about that city as their home and the start of their lives together, and i think all of that makes it even more evident why they were driven to creating this shirt as a way of doing something tangible to support the city that means so much to them.