give me beyonce

anonymous asked:

lena jokingly calls kara daddy one time and it becomes like... an inside joke between them even before they're together so long story short one time they're chilling with the rest of the superfriends and lena offhandedly says "daddy, can you pass the salt?" and neither realize why everyone is staring and money is being exchanged across the table

half of me is yelling “yes!! !” but the other half rly wants 2 say “unrealistic. blockt” bc i cant stop thinking abt the ask elly @luthoring got abt lena having a mommy kink,

Music Series: Power by Little Mix

Mixed feelings on this one, I have to admit. I love a good girl empowerment song. The vocals are good, sound is good, lyrics are okay, I love that their moms got involved in the video, and I like Stormzy on the remix…and I get he is further promoting that women are amazing…but…why infuse a male rapper into a girl power song? Doesn’t that sort of water-down the point a bit? How about tweaking the lyrics and getting Nicki Minaj into it? Or give me Beyonce shouting Run the World and bust that shit out!

But, never wanting to disappoint a fan of my writing, I wanted to see what I can do with it. We all know Harry shouts out for us women, and we love him for it. Huge wet sloppy kiss to him from all of us women. And I have no doubt he will do the same for any woman he is in a relationship with and put her high on a pedestal when he’s in love, so let’s see what I’ve got…

Here’s “Power” by Little Mix, (non-Stormzy version) which you can listen to HERE on Spotify.

xo

Shelli

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Hold up, no you didn’t bow, bow

I ain’t the chick to walk behind you around town

Just cause you’re packin’, packin’, whoop, down south

That don’t mean I’m ever gonna take it laying down, baby

Oh I’m a machine when I do it

I’ll be catching fire, gasoline when I do it

Just cause you’re packin’, packin’, whoop, down south

That don’t mean I’m ever gonna take it laying down

“Babe, what are you doing? It’s 4 in the morning!” Harry exclaimed, as he walked into the gym room of the house, watching you run on the treadmill.

You pulled the earplugs to your music from your ears.

“Sorry, what?” you asked, not slowing your pace.

“It’s 4 in the morning, sweetheart,” Harry grinned. “Why aren’t you sleeping?”

You straddled the belt of the treadmill as you switched it off and looked at him again.

“Because your children have been getting me up by 5 every morning for the past week or so and I’m missing my workouts,” you said, wiping sweat from your face with a towel and walking toward him as he began to reach his arms around you. “Oh, no, don’t. I stink!”

Harry giggled. “I love you when you stink, too, you know.”

“That’s good to know,” you smiled. “Let me shower, then you can hug me.”

“May I join you?”

Baby, you’re the man but I got the, I got the, I got the power

You make rain but I’ll make it, I’ll make it, I’ll make it shower

You should know, I’m the one who’s in control

I’ll let you come take the wheel, long as you don’t forget

Who got the power?

I got the, I got the power

Hold up!

“Love, let me get it,” Harry said to you, as you bent to lift a heavy box you had been going through.

“It’s okay, I’ve got it,” you replied, carrying the basket back to the closet and pushing it up onto the shelf and closing the door. “Thanks, anyway.”

“What are you doing?” he asked you, kissing your head.

“Trying to get a few things done while the kids are napping,” you said. “I promised them we would swim after their nap.”

“No fair,” Harry frowned. “I want to swim, too.”

“Then join us!” you giggled. “We would love for Daddy to play outside with us for awhile.”

“I wish I could, babe, but I have work I need to get done,” he grumped.

“Can work not wait long enough for a quick swim with your babies?” you begged.

Harry sighed. “I’m afraid not. Bit of a deadline.”

“Shit, forgot to return a business call,” you said as you grabbed your phone and began dialing, leaving a quick kiss to your man’s lips. “Thanks for reminding me. And dinner should be ready around 7 if you can pull yourself away long enough to eat,” you smiled. “Yes, hi…” you said into your phone as you walked into another room.

My turn, I make this look easy

Tick Tick boom like gasoline-y

Yeah they call me Lamborghini

Cause I know just what I’m worth

Z-z-zero to hundred

B-b-body make’ em stutter

Start my engine, push the button

Cause I’m gon’ be coming first

Yeah, I’m a machine when I do it

I’ll be catching fire, gasoline when I do it

Just cause you’re packin’, packin’, whoop, down south

That don’t mean I’m ever gonna take it laying down

“You are so fuckin’ whipped, H,” the guys laughed as they teased Harry, taking a break from the monotony of work for a bit.

“I’m not whipped!” Harry said with a huge smile on his face.

“You are!” someone else said, lightly shoving Harry jokingly. “All she has to do is snap her fingers and you jump up running!”

“That’s not being whipped, that’s being respectful!” Harry grinned. “You should see all she does. She takes care of our children, and takes care of me…our home…she has her own work…she drops everything to do whatever I need her to do, without complaint or hesitation…she takes care of herself…and she makes sure everyone is happy and alright. Why wouldn’t I jump and run if there is something I can do for her? She’s fuckin’ amazing. So if what I’m doing is being “whipped”, then fuckin’ whip me, because I love it!”

Don’t be fooled, I got you wrapped up

In the arms of an animal

Got you thinking that I’m all innocent

But wait ‘till I get you home

If you don’t baby you should know

I’m the one who’s in control

Motorbike, motorbike, motorbike, motorbike

Bike, bike, bike, bike

Bike, bike, bike, bike, bike, bike, whoop

“What’s up with you tonight, hm?” you asked Harry as he dried the last plate and tucked it up into the cabinet, while you finished tidying the area.

“What?” he asked.

“You’re distracted,” you grinned, taking the towel he handed to you, drying your hands. “Think the kids even noticed when we put them down for bed. Work giving you problems?”

“No,” Harry sighed then grinned. “The guys and I were talking today while we had a break. They were teasing me, saying you have me whipped.” Harry shook his head.

“Do I not?” you smiled, pointing to the light switch for him to turn it off, which he does.

“You think I’m whipped?” he asked, chuckling.

“Is that such a bad thing?” you asked. “I don’t think I ask you to do anything you don’t want to, do I?” You puckered your lips for a kiss.

“No, not at all,” he replied, shaking his head and kissing your lips lightly.

“Just guys being guys,” you said, wrapping your arms around his waist and kissing his neck.

“Yeah, I…” Harry said, becoming distracted by your kisses and losing his thought for a moment, then finished. “…suppose so.”

You peppered kisses softly along his jaw, feeling his hands slowly move up and down your back, resting on your ass.

“Love…I have work…” Harry started. “Need to get it done…”

“Mm-hmm,” you said, as if that is going to make you let go or stop nibbling him.

Harry giggled, loving the feel of you trying to seduce him, but knowing what you were doing.

“Baby,” Harry said, feeling your teeth sink into the skin on his shoulder, causing him to set his jaw and close his eyes in satisfaction. You ignored his feeble plea for escape, as your lips and teeth found his neck again and began to suck, your fingers tangling into his curls. You heard him moan as you felt his hands work up under your top and his breathing become faster. As your hand firmly rubbed the hard lump that had formed in the front of his jeans, you heard a soft, ‘fuck me’ escape his throat against your ear.

“Oh, I plan to,” you whispered, moving him closer to the bedroom.

You continued your sneak attack on him as you walked him backward through the bedroom doorway, stopping at the edge of the bed, then pulling away. You saw the wild look in his eyes as you felt his hands already unclasping your bra.

“You’re not whipped, baby,” you whispered, as you kissed around his ear. “Now get those fuckin’ pants off.”

You’re the man

But I got the, I got the, I got the power

You make rain

But I’ll make it, I’ll make it, I’ll make it shower

You should know, I’m the one who’s in control

I’ll let you come take the wheel, long as you don’t forget

You’re the man

But I got the, I got the, I got the power

You make rain

But I’ll make it, I’ll make it, I’ll make it shower

You should know, I’m the one who’s in control

I’ll let you come take the wheel, long as you don’t forget

I got the, I got the power

The Dixie Chicks performing at the CMAs tonight with Beyoncé has got to be one of the greatest things I’ve witnessed this year. Not only were they performing, “Daddy Lessons,” a song that many right wing conservative country fans refused to acknowledge as one that fit into their genre, but they mixed in the Chicks’ song, “Long Time Gone,” which is just too perfect because this was their first return to the CMAs stage since they were effectively banned from country radio for speaking out against the Iraq war almost 14 years ago. So theres all that history and then these four outspoken, talented, strong women come perform together in the holy land of country music and tear the fucking place up. There were probably so many people pissed off by this performance, which makes it even more amazing that it even happened, and then theres Faith Hill just singing along in the front row. This whole thing gives me life.

Some commonly used words/phrases that contribute to the appropriation of Black culture in the U.S.(hence, if you aren't Black, you shouldn't be using them):

Note: this is not a comprehensive list!

Woke
Lit/it’s lit
Bae (this is NOT short for “before anyone else” tf. Niggas been sayin this forever)
[on] fleek
Ratchet (don’t be a smartass, the adjective not the object)
Baby Mama
Hella
Squad [goals]
Trap/trap queen
YAS/Yasss queen
Turn up/turnt
Basic (as in basic Becky)
[throwing] shade
Swag
Bout that life
Dig it/ya dig
Giving life (i.e. Beyonce gives me life, black tumblr giving me life)
Fa sho
Habitual “be” (i.e. they be killin it, he be walkin, bitches be like, etc.)
Ass (i.e. That’s some ignorant-ass shit.)
[don’t] trip/trippin
Thug life (I can’t believe I have to say this one)
Strapped
Holla
Ghetto
Tea (spill the tea!)
______ game strong
Fuckboy (derived from fuck nigga)
Thirst/thirsty (also contextual)
Nigga (obviously, but not so obvious to everyone)

If you wanna argue with me:
1.) Check your privilege
2.) Educate yourself on the historical and contemporary harms of cultural appropriation in this country, particularly within the Black community
3.) Assess whether your ability to say a word is as important as the dehumanization, oppression, and appropriation of an entire culture.

If you still wanna argue:
1.) Don’t even say nun just unfollow me
2.) Piss off

| loreley - blackmore’s night | lovegame - lady gaga | scream aim and fire - bullet for my valentine | keep giving your love to me - beyonce | smash - boa | so emotional - whitney houston | circus - britney spears | name - the goo goo dolls | humane - lacuna coilkiss me - sixpence none the richer | 

(dedicated to @saggitariusarrow for best catte 2k17 <3 thank you for being my friend~)