A/U: So this story was actually a request from a friend of mine. Send me requests if you have any, I take almost all, no matter what pairing! :) Feel free to like and reblog, Enjoy! :)
Warning: Fluff, (Contains some sexual content i guess)
x- gifs not mine, always credits to owners
You hurried to close the apartment door to get away from the cold.
“Hello?” You called to see if he was home. No answer. You took off your jacket and hung it up. It had been a long day at the studio and you were exhausted. You walked into your bedroom and searched for something warm to wear and found one of Eddies navy blue knitted sweater. You stripped and put it on before heading to the kitchen in your panties. A yellow post-it note was left on the table.
“In a meeting, I’ll be home in a few hours, Love Eddie” With a little heart on the end.
A smile formed on your lips as you looked through your cabinets to see if you had any wine left. You found an unopened bottle of some cheap red wine and poured it in a glass. His regular meetings would end about five p.m. , meaning you had a few hours for yourself.
But you were bored. For the first time in a week, you felt like you had spare time.
With your wine glas in your hand, you walked to your living room.
Sitting down, you turned on the tv. But you felt too distracted to concentrate. You sighed in frustration and went to the kitchen to refill your glass. You stood in silence for a few minutes before going back to the hallway.
Eddie kept a folder with all his finished work under a little table by the door. You sat down on the floor and began reading some. You tried to sound like Eddie and said:
“This story describes a miracle” You laughed a little at yourself before closing the script and finding another.
Soon enough you’d read through them all. You sighed again and went back to your bedroom.
Plugging your phone into the sound system in your apartment, you put your playlist on shuffle. The song Someone new by Hozier came on and you put up the volume. You loved Hozier.
You put down your wine glass and started dancing in the mirror. Your hips swung from side to side as your hands made their way up and down your body. You felt sexy. You couldn’t but laugh at your own reflection. You picked up your wine glass and drank the remaining liquid. You closed your eyes and let your body swing to the music as you sang along with the lyric. The song came to an end with you singing
“I fall in love just a little, oh little bit, everyday with someone new-” You almost dropped the glass when you heard the familiar voice behind you.
“Oh, well I sure hope not” Eddie was standing in the doorframe with a big smile on his lips, his hands in his pockets. You knew you flushed a little as you walked towards him.
“Shit, you really scared me” You said and sat down on your bed.
“Can’t I watch my beautiful girl dance?” He raised his eyebrow but the smile remained on his lips.
“And… well why are my scripts laying all over the floor?” He said and made a gesture towards the hallway as he got closer to the bed. His hands remaining in his pockets. You felt a little embarrassed again. He sat down on the bed and pulled you into a hug from behind.
“Well can’t I read my boyfriends old scripts in funny voices” He gave you a weird look before laughing a little.
“Did you find them interesting? Any favourite parts?” Hi smirked and played with your hands.
“Yeah, I think i remember something about giving Eddie Redmayne head.” The words that came out of your mouth surprised you as much as it gave you confidence. Eddie squeezed your hand before pushing your back against the bed, making squeak and laughter leave your mouth. He laid on his side, almost over you. You both laughed as he gave you a fast kiss.
“God, you’re so hot when you dance. In my shirt” You cupped his face and kissed his freckled nose. You had complete eye contact as the room stayed silent.
“God I love you” He said as he rested his hand on your cheek, stroking away some hair from your face. You answered him with a kiss.
“Should we go make dinner?” You said and pouted your lips. You really wanted to lay there forever but you weren’t sure if he was in a cuddly mood. He smirked and put his hands around your waist.
“Not before I make love to my beautiful future wife”
Some Lams Galaxy s6 Wallpapers I made half for myself and half to put them here (tbh only wanted the one that says “in short…” but got out of hand) but idk how they turned out bc it’s like 1:30am and I started seeing double so yeah (that’s actually Hamilton’s John Hancock signature)
but like/reblog if you use
also pictures not mine;found on google,fonts not mine, words not mine lol
LET’S PLAY A GAME. REBLOG THIS POST WITH YOUR FAVORITE SAM WINCHESTER GIF AND EXPLAIN WHY IT’S YOUR FAVORITE(OPTIONAL). THIS ONE IS MINE.
he’s just so pretty and pink and his hair is perfect and i just wanna bite that damn neck of his so badly and honestly that shirt is one of my favorite plaid shirts. i have a huuuuge kink for button shirts that arent buttoned all the way.
have a seat, this is gonna take a while. I’ll try to be brief. I’m sorry but
I’m salty af, I couldn’t keep this to myself even though I tried.
As you can tell by my bio and my
headcanons, and my posts, reblogs and so on, my OTP is byeler. Wihich means I
strongly believe Will Byers is gay. But, hey! This is not nsfw content; it just
means I believe he wants to hold another boy’s hands, and hey! This is totally
fine, in case no one has told you.
read in the past few days a couple of mean comments over what I believe about
Will Byers’ sexuality, None of them were directly for me, actually one of those
were an answer to another person’s post, but this is bothering me so much, I couldn’t
just look away from this.
do it by parts. First of all, Will had an awful life so far and he’s only 12, I
know, right???!!! But this is not a fucking reason for him not to be gay.
Because being gay is not a fucking problem, it’s not something gross, it’s not
something disgusting. Being gay is the same thing as being hetero. Yeah, he
would suffer homophobia, but let’s talk about that later this post.
no, he’s not too young to “decide” (???????) whether he’s gay or not: by saying
this, you’re taking as reality that the “normal” is being hetero, and being gay
is a choice, it’s not a fucking choice, not even close. We are born like this,
and saying this you’re accepting a therapy could make us hetero by choice again
as well. No. And the last argument I’m using here: why any of you (people that
are making Will’s sexuality something huge) has said “Isn’t Eleven too young to
decide if she likes boys or girls”? I’m not putting into question if the kiss
between her and Mike was right or wrong, this is not my point, in fact, I think
it was right by the flow of the story. What I’m trying to say is: why hetero
kids don’t have their sexuality seen as inauthentic? Why people say it’s too
early when it comes to queer people, queer children?
now, let’s talk about homophobia. I received an answer in a post that I made
about Will facing homophobia and being disgusted with himself, but only when he’s
with Mike, he realizes he has never felt something so right in his life. This
answer said something like “it always comes to homophobia around here”. Yeah,
it does. I’m having this headcanon of Will being gay truly knowing he will
struggle with homophobia. How am I supposed to pretend he’s not going to face
it? I could make a poll to know if any homosexual person here hasn’t suffered
with it, but I already see that when I read someone complaining about making a
12 years-old boy gay. “Why does he have to be gay?” I’ll follow up by saying: Why not? Homophobia has become something unavoidable, so, yeah, I want him to pass through this, to show that queer kiddos can pass through this as well, even though it happens in the 80′s, and it’s hard as fuck, I wish I could see Will being sassy dealing with this.
Dear queer kid, I see you. I see the way
you’re trying to pretend to be what your parents say it’s normal, I see the way
you zap through the channels trying to find someone just like you on TV, and
you hate movies like ‘Little Manhattan’, because you’re not like them, you’ll
never be. I see you because I was once a queer kid too, I was born like this,
and nothing will ever change me, or you.
These children that struggle with being sinful, wrong:
They are the reason I believe in Will Byers’ homosexuality, because there’s
nothing wrong if you’re dividing your cookies with a same gender person as you
and you feel like holding this person’s hand. There’s nothing wrong with being
gay. And that’s the first step to accept that there are children out there that
since the day they were born, they don’t feel comfortable with the gender they
were born with. There are children out there that don’t want to kiss or hold hands
with other people at all. And y’all should just get over it.
(Imagine if I told you I have this headcanon Barb
Holland is Assexual just like me. You’d probably freak out.)
Okay I have officially had it with Nicole Arbour. Matthew Santoro made a video on his abusive relationship with a person. He talks about how he was mentaly and phisically abused, he also did not mention the name of the woman he was with once.
After his video was released Nicole Arbour (who is now confirmed to be the one who Matthew said hit him) made a video on her side of the story, which in my opinion, is full of sh*t.
THEN she had the nerve to post a video challenging Matthew Santoro to a lie-detector test. It obvious that she is using this mans pain to gain views and its sick!
Someone start a petition to ban her from YouTube please?!
Hey guys! I know this is a little different from what I usually do, but I would appreciate any and all help with this.
My dad is currently back in college and one of the projects he has to do it write a book on leadership. BUUUUT in order to do so, he needs people to fill out the survey because this dorky dad o’ mine want 1,000,000 participants to fill it out so as to make it more legit.
I know it’s not my usual style of post, but if ya’ll sweeties could fill out and reblog the post so that others can too, I’d really appreciate it!
Yes, Venny brought Namjoon’s mixtape where he rapped over Wale’s beats to Wale’s attention on Twitter.
She’s problematic because some people found out after going through her twt feed that she’s made some racist comments and is a rape apologist, so I wouldn’t get too hyped about her. I still chose to reblog this post, because regardless of her personal issues, the thanks from Namjoon and Wale is genuine and we probably wouldn’t have this collab if she hadn’t taken that initial step.
It’s also cute to see Namjoon and Wale arm in arm. Like really, truly adorable. More than the thank you, that’s what I’m here for, because Namjoon and Wale both look really pleased with themselves; with the song they made and the MV they’re producing. Namjoon is also fucking glowing because he got to meet one of his idols, and look at him being so shy once the filming has stopped like he still can’t believe he’s working with Wale. That should be appreciated.
Sorry if this is overly explanatory, but I saw some of the notes on this post complaining about Venny, and I just wanted to pro-actively head off the “why did you reblog this?” outcries.
This is my very public and much needed thank you to @linmanuel
That man in the photo is my father. He’s my greatest hero and one of the strongest people I know. He’s kind, honest, strong willed, and steadfast with his beliefs. He’s everything I aspire to be.
When I was five years old my father went deaf. With hearing aids he got some of his hearing back, but one thing he never got back was the ability to really appreciate music. He just couldn’t understand it, and even after this last summer when he got cochlear implants, he always said it wasn’t the same. Songs with drawn out notes just became muddled in his head. The computer couldn’t compute.
I’ve been in musical theatre since I was eleven years old. I’ve always loved it. But one thing I always hated was that my father couldn’t appreciate musicals like I wished he could. He can’t hear much in theaters, and he never had a chance on understanding cast albums. Even if he could hear and understand, my father has never been an extremely artistic person. Theatre was just something that, hearing or deaf, I don’t know if he’d ever have as huge of an interest in as I did.
Then Hamilton came into our lives.
My father is obsessed with it. Due to the fact that it’s spoken word and not so sing-songy, he can understand everything that’s happening. With the loud bass and drums and the accentuated speech, my father for the first time can understand a musical. And he absolutely adores it. He keeps talking about how he’s going to read the six hundred page book, and how he wants him and I to go to New York to see it because he wants to experience a musical in person and truly understand it and be able to fully appreciate it. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen him this excited over something we have in common. This show has changed his life and he adores it.
So this is my public thank you to @linmanuel. You gave a deaf father of a thespian something to bond with his kid over. You were able to show him the passion of a musical in a way that he could finally understand. You have made my father and I even closer, something I didn’t think was possible. You gave him a new shot in the world of theatre, and he’s not throwing it away any time soon.
Hamilton really is changing lives. Thank you for that, Lin.
hi how are you i have a cat he is 11 and fat and grey and lazy thank you
I didnt think I would get any message when I reblogged that post xD I’m good hbu? and omg I want to hug your cat, I love lazy fat cats which is the oposite of mine.. he’s almost one year old and he has the devil inside him D: but I love him xD
what she means: ive been dead inside since march 25. zayn left, harry might die, louis is a father, who knows what’s going to happen next. niall has been missing for months,,, does he know whats happening? liam passed out from dehydration while writing his twitlonger yesterday. i have spent a fortune on these boys and this is how they repay me… with every new plot twist i shed one year of my remaining life. nothing is real anymore. life is actually a larrie conspiracy.
“A Boy and His Dog” - Painting from 2012. My first-ever IZ fan art piece (aww). Not so great on a technical level, but I think the storytelling element holds it together over the years. Gifted a print of this to Richard Horvitz on his birthday the same year I painted it, and had him sign one of mine. He was super excited with lots of smiles and awesome feedback. This piece holds a lot of nostalgia for me, as a result.
I’m the original creator of this painting. I’m so happy if you like it, but please don’t repost it. Reblog this post instead, thanks! :”)