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Beautiful (Peter Parker x Reader)

Request: Okay so I ahve this cute request/rant about Tom and realising how he is in love with Y/N. Imagine them doing some usual stuff, hanging out and so on and Y/N would be just complaining/ranting/joking about how she hasn’t felt beautiful in a very long time and then it would hit Tom how beautiful she really is and he would realise his feelings and he’d be like OMG WHAT THE HELL. XDD // by @pauline1994


Following her through the store, Tom couldn’t stop laughing at her jokes. He loved going shopping with her and listening to her joke about different dresses and shoes, trying to make the experience as enjoyable as possible.
‘’It’s going to be so much fun’’ she told him. ‘’I’m so thankful that you invited me.’’
Tom smiled as he thought about the moment when he invited her to the Brits Awards and she started jump around. He had no date, so he thought inviting his best friend was a good idea.
‘’I can’t believe I’m going to meet all those amazing people,’’ she continued, ‘’it’s going to be so discouraging to see so many beautiful women standing beside me.’’
Tom suddenly stopped smiling and looked at her furrowing his brows, not understanding what she meant.
‘’Discouraging?’’ he asked. ‘’Why?’’
She shook her head and smiled softly, trying not to care too much.
‘’You know, they are all going to be so beautiful and I…’’ she paused for a second, trying to find the right words, ‘’I’m gonna be me, I guess.’’
‘’And what’s wrong with that?’’ Tom asked.
‘’I’m not beautiful. I mean, I’m not an ogre, I know that, but I’m nothing out of the ordinary. I’m simple, basic, whatever you want to call it. Nobody looks at me and thinks ‘’wow, she is beautiful.’’’’
She kept rummaging through the dresses and tried not to give it much thought, but Tom couldn’t stop thinking about it.
He couldn’t stop thinking about the way her eyes shone when she spoke about something she enjoyed, or the way she would fidget with her hands when she was nervous. He also thought about the way she would always run a hand through her hair when she wanted to look cool, and the way she would always scrunch her nose when she was mad and trying not to laugh.
Tom then started to think about the way she would always be there for him no matter the situation and the way she would always pick up the phone even if it were 3am. He thought about the way she would always laugh at his silly jokes and how she would always defend him when somebody criticized him.
It was in that moment that Tom realized the hard, cold truth -he was deeply in love with her and he didn’t even know when it had started to happen.
He looked at her once again and tried to form a coherent sentence, although he didn’t even know what he wanted to express.
‘’Hey, [Y/N],’’ he started. She looked at him and smiled, nodding for him to continue, ‘’you are beautiful, just so you know.’’
She blushed and smiled, directing her glance back to the dresses and leaving Tom wondering about how he was going to confess now that he knew nothing would be the same.

P.O.V (Christian Yu AMBW Smut)

This is for my friend @silhouetted-beauty I hope you enjoy it~ as well as the rest of my lovely followers. 

“C-Christian!” You cried out looking up at the male, tears of pleasure raking down your face as he shined the camera onto you, his length brushing into your abused pussy once again. He groaned watching you pull on the rope that bound your wrist together above your head. Your chocolate body covered with sweat, your hair plastered everywhere and the lust that was full blown in your pupils as you watched him. He pushed until he was fully buried inside of you.

“Come on be a big girl and take all of me. You’ve been doing well so far.” The way he spoke it to you, in that accent of his with a crooked cocky smirk had you ready to cum again. Nodding your head, you licked over your parted lips letting him bend one of your legs bad, the camera slowly tilting down to roam over your body, he wanted to capture every moment with you, watching through the lens as he slipped outside of your pussy, some of his cum escape your insides again as he pushed back inside of you causing you both to groan out in pleasure.

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How it happened was simple, but then again nothing was too complicated when it came to the both of you. Christian came inside of your shared bedroom, plopping down next to you on the sheets he looked over to see you on your tablet swiping through the candy crush game. He waited a bit hoping that you would take notice that he was there, but when you didn’t, he became needy for your attention. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, kissing on the skin there before trailing his lips towards your shoulder causing you to laugh.

“Christian. Don’t you know how hard this level is.” You huffed slightly trying to squirm away from him as your fingers continued to glide across the screen. You had been stuck on this level for weeks now and it seemed you were going to win but he kept fucking with you kissing on the spots he knew would make you wet in a matter of seconds.

“I love that you always play so hard to get, when we both know you’ll be under me begging me not to stop.” He teased kissing down your exposed arm towards your wrist.

“That’s the damn problem!” You insisted maneuvering away from his advance to jump off the bed. Your large shirt coming to rest past your ass, because you were too lazy to put on clothes half the time, at this moment you were shocked that you had on panties because even undergarments were a hassle. Christian chuckled watching you scurry away from him, moving to walk into the front room of the condo with a smile on his lips. He laid back on his bed looking up at the mirror pouting as he looked at his reflection, his wild curls falling everywhere.

“I’m so jealous of you.” He spoke to the mirror. “You get to see her beauty while I’m away and she never fights you off.” He almost whined like a child.

“That’s because the mirror can’t harm me.” You muttered under your breath going to drape your body across the couch. It took you a good twenty minutes before you were jumping up and shouting with joy at the fact that you beat the level. Christian who had been staring out the window drifting off to sleep stood up and treaded towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist after he did a quick check out of your body.

“I’m so proud of my jagi.” He cooed in a deep voice that was becoming raspy due to the mood he was in.

“I’m proud of me too. Hard work pays off.” You stuck out your tongue but gave in this time letting him pull you down onto his lap on the couch. He chuckled softly as he kissed your cheeks.

“Yeah being a game addict sure pays off.” He rolled his eyes tickling your sides.

“Hey! HEY! Would you rather I be addicted to someone else?!” You questioned as you gripped at his hands, he chuckled moving to lay you down onto the couch looking down at you.

“I would rather you were addicted to me.” He frowned leaning down to press soft kisses against your lips, cupping your cheeks gently.

“Mmm, getting addicted to you means that I will never let you go.” You wrinkled your nose slightly and he leaned forward to bite onto your jaw humming.

“Baby, I will take you to work with me no problem but don’t act like that’s a reason. You don’t like how weak I make you.” He gripped your chin, looking up at you with a smile. Your insides churned because he was right, but you didn’t like admitting that he had that much power over you with his cute kissable lips, and defined muscles littered with tattoos. Huffing slightly, you nodded agreeing with him but not saying the words. He only laughed louder, peppering your face with kisses before he pulled back.

“So, I’ve been thinking..” He started and you just stare at him.

“What now oh dear love of mine?” You asked in a teasing tone lifting an eyebrow, he chuckled at your teasing nature, playing in your hair.

“Well, I want to shoot a video.” He said and you didn’t know why but your just let little strings of giggles slip past your lips as you watched him until he went quiet not saying anything.

“Baby, forgive me for laughing but don’t you do that always? You just shoot two videos this week.” You brought your hand up to play in his hair as well.

“That’s not what I mean love. I want to film you.” He stated with a cocky smirk.

“I don’t sing or dance. I pole dance but that’s it.” You shrugged lightly not liking the fact that he was still smirking at you. “What!!” You asked again trying to sit up but he pulled you back down.

“I mean, okay. I want to film you. Film us while we are having sex, I want to capture it all.” He bit on your bottom lip tugging it softly.

“What- oh hell no! What if it gets leaked? What if someone breaks in and steals it and leaks it? What if you play it around your boys and they take pictures!” You were beyond anxious about what he had said to you. And hating the fact that your pussy was slightly becoming dampened from the idea of him filming the both of you.

“Hey, calm down. Baby you know that I wouldn’t leak my work, whatever happens DPR and I both go down. That’s my group too and I can’t risk that. I won’t say that I wouldn’t use a piece like maybe you on my lap but they wouldn’t be able to see your face. And if you didn’t want them to see at all they won’t see. I don’t want them needing an excuse to try and take you from me anyways. Who the hell is going to get passed Lori? She is sweet but she will be aggressive when necessary. Just like her mommy.” He cooed burying his face in your neck with a sigh. “Please baby? Please y/n. I won’t show anyone I promise, I just want to capture shit I don’t get to see when I’m so wrapped up in you. And who knows we may laugh at it. Don’t you want to see the faces we make? If the sex is as good as we think it is? You could even show me what I need to improve on.” He urged slightly pressing more kisses on your neck. You thought about it, sighing as you looked up to the ceiling. It wouldn’t hurt to try it, Christian had sometimes pissed you off but he never did anything to make you mad. You chewed on your bottom lip, looking back at him you thought for a few long minutes while he kissed on your skin. He did have a lot of shit at stake, maybe even more than you since he was the one in the limelight.

“I will seriously consider breaking up with you if you let this get out.” You promised silently grabbing his chin making him look you in the eyes to know you were telling the truth. He nodded looking at you in your eyes.

“I won’t ever hurt you baby. I promise.” You nodded your head leaning close to press your lips against his softly causing him to release a groan as he kissed you back, he moved to pull back from you and lift you up in his arms carrying your body bridal style into the room. He dropped you down onto the bed moving to grab at his video camera, turning it on letting it slowly load.

Once he had it ready he hit record placing the camera on the bed facing you. Christian watched you as he went to his computer hitting play on the ‘Movie Shoot’ song he directed with Loco and DPR Live. You laughed softly feeling your cheeks heat up as well as a rise in your heart rate. You were so nervous and he wasn’t making it any better. He walked to the edge of the bed, unbuttoning his dark blue shirt slowly letting it slide off his body. Your eyes were greedy taking in the sight before him, how he was toned and defined. Your eyes changed quickly, your teeth tucking your bottom lip between them as you watched him. He chuckled as his hands moved down to grip at his pants undoing them and pushing them down he stepped out leaving his boxers on. He reached under the bed to grab at the red bondage rope that you liked to play with sometimes. He crawled on the bed, kissing up your legs slowly switching sides as his warm large hands came to part your smooth thighs. He flicked his tongue against your panties smirking at how your hips twitched lightly. He bit onto the fabric causing you to release a shaky moan, your hands moving to comb through his hair. You watched him grip at your shirt and push it up your body until you were helping him pull it off, and throw it across the room. Your bare chest on display for him, one of your pierced nipples already puckered and past hard. He leaned down to kiss at it, your head tilting slightly because you loved feeling his lips on your skin.

He moved to let you straddle him, kissing you deeply, as your hands trailed up and down his built body over the taught muscles and ink under your fingertips. You broke the kiss to run you tongue across his neck and his adams apple going to his chest to lick across the ink. He groaned slightly as your lips continued to kiss and guide your tongue against every ounce of his tattoos that you could find. Your hips were pushing down against his, a slow grinding session between the two of you. He gripped at your hair yanking your head back so that he could suck on your skin, his hand gripping at your hips to push you down. Once he felt he was becoming too needy he flipped you over staring down at you.

“Hands up baby.” He instructed and you nodded your head, placing your hands up above your head against the headboard. He used the red rope to bind your wrist and lope around to tie it sturdily against the headboard, you looked up at the bow he knitted, seeing that you were stuck in place you made up your mind to just enjoy it. Christian leaned close kissing your lips gently, he nibbled on your bottom lip as the two of you made out, taking the kiss slow at first and let it build up to become more heated and needy. He slipped his tongue into your mouth, one of his hands moved to grope at your breast, flicking his fingers against your nipples, your back arched as you moaned out, opening your mouth you let him dominate the kiss. Swirling his tongue around yours, pulling it into his mouth he nibbled on it gently pulling back with a wet pop. He kissed down your body burying his face into your neck to suck hickeys onto your skin, letting his mouth roam over all of your spot, trying to earn those sweet needy moans from your lips. Soon he was cupping your breast together letting his tongue press against the hardened buds wrapping his lips around them to give harsh sucks, he bit down lightly onto your skin, watching as your body arched and you couldn’t contain the little whimpers that left your lips as he pleased you. He let his lips trail down your body, licking and nipping around your belly button. He watched you through his wild hair that fell into his eyes, he gripped at your panties pulling them down your thighs, he let them fly across his room to join your shirt. He moved to grab at your favorite vibrator using his arms to press your legs down against the bed, he puckered his lips to blow air onto your pussy causing you to inhale sharply fisting your hands. You nodded your head telling him to continue, he gripped at the camera pulling it close to the both of you, he leaned his head down dipping his tongue inside of you slowly, he pushed it deep until he couldn’t push anymore flicking it inside of you. He moaned against your heat, thrusting his tongue in and out, curving it he searched for your spot swirling his tongue around your dripping pussy. He let his lips wrap around your pussy sucking on it, pulling his tongue from your entrance and he flicked it up and down your slit before he wrapped it around your clit, sucking harshly at it, he gripped at the camera moving it to stare at your face instead of him, he smirked happy to capture your reactions. Your hands twisting in the rope and your back arching as you looked down at him. Your thighs tried to shut, but he wasn’t having it, he nipped on your pussy lips, pulling them with his teeth. He pulled back to turn on your vibrator pressing the head against your clit, he watched as you let out a cry of pleasure, your bottom lip quivering. He moved it up and down slowly, leaning down to flick his tongue against your entrance groaning as he kissed on your pussy trying to pleasure you. He grabbed the camera placing it on his chest to film you, biting on his bottom lip he watched you as he switched the knob to medium speeding up his arm motions to make the vibrator press harder against your clit. He only kept the camera up for a bit before he was placing it back down on the bed, he moved it back to focus on both of you, slipping two fingers inside of you, he plunged them in and out of your hole, twisting them slightly he groaned watching you buck your hips up. Your pussy squeezed around his fingers, you could feel all the wetness slide out of you and onto the mattress and his fingers. Your mouth dropped open as you lay there against the headboard tugging harder on the rope throwing your head back. He made you feel so good, his fingers were thick and they stretched you out in the most delicious ways.

He made sure to always bury himself knuckles deep, making sure he was stretching you out. He let his finger slip inside of your ass giving you a shocker, feeling both of your holes up as his hand started to move faster inside of you.

“Christian please!” You shouted out, already feeling needy and ready for the foreplay to end.

“Be good.” He stated licking over his bottom lip, it was killing him too, you could see the tint in his pants but he was always focused on taking care of you. Thrusting his hand at a particular angle he hit your spot causing you to cry out.

“Like that?” He asked and you nodded your head. “Do you like that baby doll? Do you like how daddy feels both of your holes?” He questioned earning slight whimpers of yeah from your lips.

“This fucking pretty pussy takes it so well. I love your pussy so much baby.” He groaned leaning turning the vibrations on high, your hips sputtered and you felt your body react. Tightening up you released a cry of pleasure, as your orgasm swept through your body. He didn’t stop, releasing a slight growl he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of your rapidly, he watched as your body writhed under him, legs thrashing as you tried to get a reprieve. Your stomach tightened up again, your walls were clamping down on his fingers, he smirked letting his arms surge forward, his biceps were coming on display the veins in his muscles became on display. Your head rolled to the side, crying out his name as your orgasm rippled through you again, not only cumming but you were squirting as well getting his forearm wet as well as the sheets under you. Only then did he remove his fingers away from your pussy to suck on them as well as the one inside of your ass. He smirked down at you as he cleaned up his limbs flicking his tongue across your body lip. He moved off the bed, pushing his boxers down until they were at his ankles he stepped out of them, crawling back on the bed, he knocked your legs wide with his own, he gripped at his camera moving to press his cock against your entrance. He smirked as he looked down at you. “Come on, fuck yourself on me, you can push down on it.” He was stern and playful at the same time.

You pushed down on him, groaning as he entered inside of you. You pushed your hips down until you were burying him inside of you, with his help of course. Once he was inside of you, you pulled your hips back as much as you could before pushing your hips down, whining in frustration because he was living in this moment, letting the camera looking at your body bouncing on his member as he groaned, his eyes going up to your breast watching them bounce as well. He groaned shutting his eyes trying to let you do all the work but he just couldn’t leave you alone he had to have more of you. Christian gripped your hip with one hand, he started to slam inside of you causing you to scream out, your wrists were becoming raw from how you tried to move, but you loved the bite you just knew he would yell at you for harming yourself. Christian leaned down to press his forehead against yours, pressing the video camera down on the bed he used both of his hands to grip at your hips as he pulled you down onto him. You were in complete bliss, your stomach tightened harshly as you felt your orgasm approach again. You were sensitive and you felt like the sensitivity was going to make you cry.

“Christian- I’m close I can’t cum anymore.” You whimpered out screwing your eyes shut. He moved his arm to press his fingers against your clit rubbing it harshly. He was winding his hips against yours. You slowly opened your eyes to look up at him puckering your lips for a kiss, he leaned down to give it to you as your orgasm swept through your body once again, this time Christian came with you filling you to the brim as he let it held you close to his body. He groaned feeling your essence on his cock, pulling back slowly from you he watched as you shuddered and tried to calm down. He let you breathe for a few seconds, sweat sticking to his forehead, he moved to bend down pressing kisses along the curve of your hips biting into your ass cheek. Grabbing the camera, he tilted it up to the mirror, holding it there he pushed inside of you again slowly.

“C-Christian!” You cried out looking up at the male, tears of pleasure raking down your face as he shined the camera onto you, his length brushing into your abused pussy once again. He groaned watching you pull on the rope that bound your wrist together above your head. Your chocolate body covered with sweat, your hair plastered everywhere and the lust that was full blown in your pupils as you watched him. He pushed until he was fully buried inside of you.

“Come on be a big girl and take all of me. You’ve been doing well so far.” The way he spoke it to you, in that accent of his with a crooked cocky smirk had you ready to cum again. Nodding your head, you licked over your parted lips letting him bend one of your legs bad, the camera slowly tilting down to roam over your body, he wanted to capture every moment with you, watching through the lens as he slipped outside of your pussy, some of his cum escape your insides again as he pushed back inside of you causing you both to groan out in pleasure.

Christian moved slowly, in and out of you husky groans slipping past his lips as he watched himself continuing to slide inside of you. He put the camera down for the last time, he kissed up your body until his arms were wrapping around your waist and he was grinding deep inside of you. He kept it slow, letting your hips brush against each other as he buried himself with each stroke. He groaned against your warm skin, feeling his cock pulse with release but he was intent on getting you off first. His hands gripped at your ass cheeks, one finger pressing against the puckered entrance while your lips met once again. He was riding you, his hips brushing against your sensitive clit, your hands balled into fists as your pussy wrapped around cock. This round was the longest but cumming so many times back to back wasn’t easy on your body since you didn’t always go this many rounds.

You moaned for him, wrapping your legs tightly around his waist letting the heels of your foot press against his lower back. He kept thrusting, erratically and picking up the speed as he became needier. With three more strokes, he had you full out sobbing as you released for him, your hips pushing back but his hands pulled you back forward, his cock pushing so dep it hit your cervix. He spilled his cum inside of you one last time, pausing his hips as he broke the kiss to get a breath of air. Your eyes searched each other and he gave you a lazy smile pressing kisses all over your face.

“Thank you, baby.” He said sincerely nuzzling your noses together, pulling out of you he reached up to undo your wrists, turning off his camera he moved it back to his dresser, he moved to lay back beside you pulling your drained body against his playing in your hair.

“We are watching it later.” You huffed and he nodded kissing your forehead.

“Anything to keep you off candy crush.” He teased with a bright smile.

anonymous asked:

Where's Teru when Mob needs him? D: (But really though. Imagine Teru's reaction to seeing Mob hit by that car.)

Me: Listen Teru son of mine,… I love you so much and I know you secretly follow your crush around the city sometimes, that’s a tiny bit … weird maybe, but right now it’s the time to appear from nowhere like you usually do! COME ON!!

hahaha!, seriously now, If Teru’s crush on mob was real…

I don’t think Teru would be near the scene, I bet he wouldn’t like to be there when Mob confesses because it would be hard to handle …so… he just wasn’t around this time.

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((I know this isn’t Chubbydorf related, but I wanted to share with you guys a character that I’ve also grown attached to aside from the Chunky Gerudo King!

Don’t ask me why, but I wanted to make another compilation post of my Extra Soft Soldier, Kodai Lau Makis-Zaku. He’s the main character of my original concept named ZEPHYRION of the Infinite Cosmos and he loves Space Burgers!

Make of him what you will. I just wanted to share him with those not following my other blogs…))

anonymous asked:

why do you not want people involved in ddlg or any kind of kink to follow you

For many reason but I’ll give you a few and hope it will make it clearer. 

  • I still to this day call my dad a “daddy” because I love him so much and he will always be a daddy to me and when people use it in a kink, I literally want to slap the shit out of that person because I am disgusted to a very high level
  • I believe in freedom in bedroom BUT it should stay in bedroom and if you tell me that “it’s a lifestyle”, I will tell you that there is something VERY wrong with you.
  • It makes me want to throw up when someone reblogs my promotional posts and add caption “daddy please buy me this, I was a very good girl recently”. This move is an instant block, I can’t even be bothered to message someone and ask to remove it.
  • I hate seeing my posts (especially my reviews) being reblogged between butts and boobs. I did not create my blog to be rebloged to porn places.
  • I had a friend who was abused by her dad and seeing “oh daddy spank me,I’ve been a bad girl” makes me want to delete the person from the face of the Earth. I feel very sorry for people who were abused by their dads and have to see this bullshit on tumblr. 

Those are basically the main reasons I don’t want any kind of kink blog following me. If you are normal, friendly and never reblog stuff and write “oh daddy please buy me this”  and respect my reviews and never interact with them, you are free to follow me. But if you do those things, please stay away. 

Professor Jones chapter 6

A/N: This chapter (and the previous one) is shorter than the rest. I am currently working on chapter 7 and it will be longer and smuttier ;) HUGE thank you to everyone who has been following this story. All your kind words, reviews, reblogs and love have boosted my confidence and impacted me in a true, profound way. I hope you all continue with me.

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 Emma closed the door behind her and tried to wipe off the grin she knew was settled on her face. Killian had a strange effect on her, making her feel giddy. She was already thinking about what she would say to him on the phone later when she called him. She quickly pushed the thoughts away as she felt her face grow hot.

Emma watched August pace the floor as she went to her bedroom to change clothes.

“If you wear a tread in my floors, I will make you replace them.” She called to him through the door.

It wasn’t like August to look so nervous. Even when she knew he was, he always outwardly appeared serene. She knew something must really be weighing on him to have him this jumpy. Pulling on her favorite pajama pants and t-shirt she met August back in the front room.

“Do you want to tell me what is going on or should I just start guessing?”

Emma sat down and studied him. He looked thin, she had noticed that right away. What she hadn’t initially noticed were the worry lines that settled around his eyes and the look of fear that pooled in them.

“Emma, I’ve done something incredibly stupid and I don’t know what to do or where to start to try and explain it to you.” August sat down beside her, resting his head in his hands.

“Let’s try at the beginning and go from there” she soothed and gently rubbed his back.

August began to tell her what happened in Phuket. He told her about the woman, the money he lost, the ultimatum given to him. She sat in silence, letting him talk.

“So, what was it? What did they have you smuggle in?” Emma wasn’t even sure she wanted to know but knew she needed to hear the whole story.

August chewed his lip, she could tell he was struggling. Her stomach began to knot.

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anonymous asked:

IN THAT MEGHAN VIDEO, WHEN YOU HEAR ZANE IN THE BACKGROUND, YOU CAN SEE HEATH's EYES FOLLOWING HIM AND THEY GET BIGGER AND BRIGHTER. IT IS LITERALLY SO CUTE. IT REMINDS ME OF WHEN LITTLE BOYS LOOK AT THEIR CRUSHES, AND THEN THEY MESS WITH THEM TO GET THEIR ATTENTION SO HEATH WAS BEING ALL RUDE AND PUSHY WITH ZANE BECAUSE HE IS IN LOVE WITH HIM. I HATE HOW CUTE THEY ARE TOGETHER AND I LOVE HOW HEATH's EYES ARE SO DAMN EXPRESSIVE. HE IS THE BEST. I LOVE THEM. THEY ARE MY CHILDREN. I LOVE THEM.

i hate them. x

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Alzheimers pretty much crippled Glenn Campbell in every way imaginable, the documentary I’ll Be Me follows him on his journey discovering the disease and coping with life after.

the last song he ever made I’m Not Gonna Miss You is the sound of a human grasping with their mortality. every memory, every lyric, every ounce of love he’s ever felt in his heart, gone. and he knows that. and he wrote this song as a love letter to his wife and family, a farewell to a life lived to the fullest. he’s so frail but still somehow produces one of the most beautiful voices a human being ever has.

i can go on some spiel about how there are memories we wish we could forget. but those memories are our humanity, they keep our feet on the ground, running to or from something unknown. losing everything you are is hell. hell on earth

anonymous asked:

Every last quote from Jeff Bhasker about harry is pure gold, you can totally tell how much he respects and loves harry and that makes me so proud and happy. I am so thrilled that harry really followed his heart on this album and took some risks because it feels so genuinely him and it's clear that people are responding to it in such a hugely positive way. And it makes me even more excited to see what he can do now that he has this experience under his belt.

SAME! you can see he respects him a lot as an artist and he also has incredible things to say about him as a person which makes my heart melt!!! I love how they keep saying, the people involved in making the album and harry himself, about how risky it was and how Harry was completely okay if it didn’t get huge because it was him being honest and making the music that he wanted to make! you can totally see how much he actually loves his music every single time he’s out there performing it live and in every single interview where he has talked about the album. I am so proud of him for not settling to making music he knew would be heard and taking a risk, and the fact that his label and everyone around him just supported him in that decision shows u how much trust they have in him as an artist and that’s a dream for everyone tbh I love how far he’s come!!

Bias Picture Tag!!! I chose I.M. from Monsta X. He is such a sweet lil bean <33
I follow @googlebts so I just thought I’d do this :)
I have no friends but @youthsonyeondan likes and reblogs a lot of my pictures so I’d like to tag them!

Edit: also @rainjimin followed me( @mermaidsareforrealzies23 ) once and I freaked the fuck out bc they are a pretty big blog and I am a smol blog. I’d like to tag them too, if they don’t mind :)

  • Steven, age sixteen, during his 'rebellious phase': "YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO OR WHEN TO GO TO BED! I'M LITERALLY MY OWN MOM!"
  • Also Steven, dragging a blanket up the stairs to his bed: "And what kind of mom would I be if I didn't enforce my bedtime? Goodnight everybody I love you."

Of all of the victims, they’ve only released one name so far. 18-year-old Gina Callander. She’s beautiful. I just spent the past half hour going through her photos, her words. I wanted to know the kind of person who was taken from us after last night’s traumatizing events. I wanted to remember her name. She deserves as much.

Most prominently, she loves music. She absolutely lives for it. She’s met Ariana, Union J. She has so many photos posted from seeing Fifth Harmony, Little Mix, and One Direction live. Louis follows her on twitter, and she posted screenshots about how she immediately sent him DMs of how much she loves him (before his DM was open to the public). She travels for these concerts, for these meetings. Her excitement is palpable. She met up with Tyler Oakley and her posts brought tears to my eyes. She talks about engaging with these people with nothing but gratitude and love and amazement. She was so, so happy.

She is you. She is me. She is all of us.

I am so sorry. Sorry that these children are gone. Sorry that a safe place is now rattled. Sorry that we have to come together, yet again, in a time of crisis to lean on one another for strength. Sorry that Gina never got the chance to know how many people in the world love her.

A piece of our hearts was taken away from us last night. We have to get it back. For those who are gone, and for ourselves.

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“hi, im dylan minnette and i’m auditioning for the role of guy who has to wear a band aid on his forehead for 75% of the show/film.”

*Posts picture to Twitter* I wonder if Liam will like this one.

*Within a minute* Liam: MOVE I NEED TO LIKE THIS IMAGE IMMEDIATELY.

Little Jealous There, Sarge?

{Part Two}

Summary: There’s nothing wrong with not being the most experienced person in the bedroom. In fact, some people find it rather attractive, particularly James Buchanan Barnes. Although you express how much you want him, Bucky remains distant; he doesn’t want to do anything to hurt you. So what do you do? You elicit Sam’s help.

Warnings: jealous!Bucky x inexperienced!Reader, fluff, smut, biting kink

A/N: Inspired after spending some quality time with @mermanbuckybarnes and learning just how jealous Bucky can get.

Originally posted by stuckwithbuck


Bucky’s hands remained firmly on his lap, his eyes glued to the television screen. Black Swan was on and Bucky was entranced by the symbolism, striking colors, phenomenal acting, and the now on screen sex scene between Mila Kunis and Natalie Portman.

Your eyes raked over his body. His breathing had visibly increased, a sheen of sweat beginning to form on his skin, his hands moving ever-so-slightly to cover the growing erection in his pants; his tongue darting out to lick his lips, pulling in his bottom lip and dragging it between his teeth to quiet a moan. His eyes met yours when he felt your attention on him.

“You’re missing the movie, doll.” His voice had dropped an octave.

“Oh, you’re much more interesting than the movie, trust me.” You nibbled on your bottom lip contemplating whether or not to act on your lustful thoughts. 

You took a deep breath and reached for the remote, pausing the movie. You tossed it across the room before Bucky could grab it, shifting your position and climbing on top of his lap. His hands found your hips as you started grinding yourself against him; he worked you into an even rhythm.

“What’re you doing?” He whispered in your ear as you trailed kisses up his neck.

“You.” You tangled your fingers in his hair and yanked on the strands. “Fuck me so hard I won’t be able to walk tomorrow, Sarge.”

“(Y/N)…” Bucky’s grip tightened on your hips.

“Oh, fuck!” Your clit was getting the attention it needed. “P-Please, Buck.”

“I…” Bucky sighed and stopped his movements, bringing your own to a halt. “I can’t.” He shook his head and lifted you off his lap. “I, uh, I’ll just see you later, doll.”

You tried to call out after him but he was gone in a flash. You plopped onto your back and groaned loudly, ignoring the ringtone symbolizing Sam blasting from your phone. That’s when the idea hit you and you knew exactly what you had to do. 

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!Warning!: This post is filled with positivity and love for EVERYONE who follows or blogs about the ACOTAR universe> continue at your own risk

I don’t care if you paint Rhys the color blue: if that’s how you interpret him then bring on the sexy smurf bat.

I don’t care if your crackpot theory is that Feyre was actually on a peyote fueled vision quest the entire 3 books: what a creative idea! Please tell me more!

I don’t care if you write a fic about Cassian being sexually attracted to a rock: That’s a little different, but may the rock be as chiseled as Cassian’s abs.

AND FINALLY, I don’t care if you may have forgotten the little freckle next to the moon-shaped scar on Nesta’s big toe: We all know every detail about these characters. Life, and a piece of art, can go on without it.

THE POINT IS: Write, draw, and post WHATEVER you feel represents these books in your eyes, and give others the courtesy to be able to do the same. But please don’t give up on this fandom. You guys are the reason I joined Tumblr in the first place— so that I could have someone to share my love for these books and Sarah J. Maas with, without criticism. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for the joy, laughter, and tears that your posts bring me on a daily basis. Thank you for being willing to put your thoughts and feelings on display, and know that I can see the time and effort you put in at your own free will for our enjoyment. 

Remember, we are a fandom of dreamers, and only the stars can stop us. :)

“The Court of Dreams. I had belonged to a court of dreams. And dreamers.”  —A Court of Mist and Fury, Sarah J. Maas