i actually don't understand your face

letters to a friend
  • aries: i'm sorry that we fought during our last year together. i miss you so much, and will always cherish our drunk days together.
  • taurus: god, you are absolutely gorgeous. your voice makes me melt. why do you always fight, even if you know you are wrong?
  • gemini: why do you keep me at arms length? why don't you let yourself really, fully connect with anyone? i understand adaptation, but sometimes it really is too much.
  • cancer: do you understand that i am not trying to hurt you? please stop fighting me when i try to see past your protective shell. i simply want to care for you.
  • leo: you even look like the sun; you radiate like nothing else. i know you love with every fiber of your being, but that is no reason to let someone take advantage of you.
  • virgo: sometimes criticism is good, but don't you think you push it? please do not try to fix me; i am not broken. i miss you.
  • libra: you push away people that actually care about you, and for what? for a sign that represents a scale, you really do not understand balance. let yourself be cared for.
  • scorpio: you do not let anyone really understand your mind and heart as a whole, and shatter yourself like glass to protect who you are. don't you think this is counterproductive? please try to keep yourself whole.
  • sagittarius: i understand the pursuit of knowledge, but sometimes you take the way you feel as a fact. you know that not everything you say is based upon factual evidence, and somehow you convince everyone that your way is the right way. why don't you try letting someone else convince you for a change?
  • capricorn: you do not let your emotions influence anything you do, which is admirable, but sometimes you need to listen to them. the world is made up of facts, but feelings make the world go 'round.
  • aquarius: why do you treat your lovers like friends? you are afraid of losing your individuality in another person, and detach yourself instead. please let yourself love.
  • pisces: you see the face of everyone who has ever hurt you on someone who really actually cares for you. i understand a victim complex, but you're not just hurting yourself by thinking this way.

slamncram  asked:

IF YOU ARE ACTUALLY TAKING PROMPTS I'M SCREAMIN' but also, respectfully, and understanding if you don't wanna - Fitzward & ILY 38 "I like your laugh"

There’s a pause in the dealing of cards, and it’s that pause that makes Leo look up. The look on Grant’s face is a mix of emotion that Leo cannot quite put a name to, but he’s sure he can see shock and surprise, at least.

“What?” Leo asks, puzzled why Grant would have such an expression, playing a game of Bullshit with Leo, specifically.

Grant’s eyebrows pinch together, and his face that was so open, relaxed, free a minute ago is gone. There’s a small frown twitching at the corners of Grant’s lips, and then it’s all gone. His aloof mask back in place as he resumes dealing the cards. “Nothing,” he answers finally.

To which it’s Leo’s turn to pinch his eyebrows together. He utters, “Bullshit.”

“We haven’t even started this round.” Grant, the master at deflection, is faltering and Leo can tell.

“C’mon, Ward,” Leo urges. When Grant just gives him a scrutinizing look, Leo repeats himself from earlier. “What?”

Grant merely reaches over to discard three cards face down in the middle of the table. “Three Aces.”

“Bullshit,” Leo says again, stressing the second syllable, slapping his hand down on Ward’s. “Just tell me why you were looking at me like that.”

Grant eyes their hands for a moment, and Leo feels his fingers flutter under his. Leo hopes Grant doesn’t pull away.

“You don’t know what you said?” Grant whispered, eyes still trained on their hands.

Leo shakes his head. He hadn’t said anything out of the ordinary, right? Just teasing jabs at how surprising bad Ward was at lying in this game. Leo as figured out his tell, not that it wasn’t easy catching the slight raise of his eyebrows as he laid out his cards.

Grant hesitates, then says, “You said, ‘I like your laugh.’”

“No, I–” Leo protests but then shuts his mouth so hard his teeth click. “I wasn’t– You weren’t supposed to hear that.” He too is staring at their hands now. He almost jumps when he feels Grant’s fingers move, twisting under his to squeeze his hand. “But I, uh… yeah. I do. I didn’t believe you capable Mr. I-Can-Disarm-A-Dude-Without-Breaking-A-Sweat. Seriously, are you sure you’re not a robot? Because you’re so… Mr. Tough Guy all the time and, just… your laugh. It’s a surprise to hear it. And it… suits you?”

A small smile has formed on Grant’s lips, and Leo’s brain is glitching because he’s holding hands with Grant Douglas Ward (He’s looked at his file, shut up) and Grant Douglas Ward isn’t pulling away. He’s told Grant Douglas Ward that he likes his laugh and Leo is still breathing.

“You’re right, it’s bullshit.” Grant says, and leaves Leo blinking and frowning as Grant’s hand leaves his and nudges it over to pry the cards out. He’s blessed with the warm, deep sound of Grant’s laugh once again, as the guy holds up an Ace and two Twos next to his large grin.

But what Grant doesn’t know is that Leo already won.

What is going on? Okay, whoever you are, you should take a long hard look at yourself and understand that you’re not doing anyone favours with your negativity. I haven’t done anything to deserve hate and you should get a life. Clearly you don’t want to own up to your actions that’s why you’re on anon so I suggest you crawl back into the hole you slithered out of you grey faced sunglasses wearer.

What I think of the signs based on people I know.
  • Aries: surprisingly, I don't think your as evil as people say. You're really cool and funny.
  • Taurus: meh, don't see why people think we get along. You kinda bore me.
  • Gemini: I hate some of you two faced bitches but some of you are actually really nice and I enjoy your company.
  • Cancer: how much do I hate you out of ten? Go fuck yourself / 10.
  • Leo: I don't understand why people think you guys annoy me, I actually enjoy your company and you're nice to talk to. You're some of my best friends actually.
  • Virgo: We share the same sign and in all honesty, you annoy this shit out of me. I'm a quiet Virgo but you just keep on running your damn mouth. Remember silence is golden, but duct tape is silver.
  • Libra: You get on my nerves at points but you are family and you apologize when you realize I'm right and you're wrong.
  • Scorpio: You guys are cool but one of You confuse the shit out of me. I love you, I promised you I always would but I am not a second choice bitch. The other one of you is my brother and I love you to death and all but you need to learn to control yourself emotional wise.
  • Sagittarius: You guys are surprisingly quiet. You're both really funny and I think it's cool you two are also brothers.
  • Aquarius: You two are very different. One of you is family and, girl, you need to know when and when not to say shit. the other one is one of my go to people when I got a problem and you are wise asf.
  • Capricorn: People think you're a bitch, but to be honest, you're really freaking cool. You were nice to me when I broke down and you cheered me up when I was upset.
  • Pisces: Oh, my opposite sign. You are so nice to me! You are like a sister to me. You help me and listen to me and you're so prettyyyyyyy. Like please teach me your ways. You've had your ups and downs but you always pull through and I admire you because of your strength. :)<p/></p>
The signs as last words in Harry Potter
  • Aries: Come on, you can do better than that!
  • Taurus: I dunno. Wands out, d'you reckon?
  • Gemini: Harry... Potter...
  • Cancer: What will happen to your children once I've killed you? When Mummy's gone the same way as Freddie?
  • Leo: Severus... please...
  • Virgo: Not Harry! Please, no, not Harry — I'll do anything!
  • Libra: Where's Remus?
  • Scorpio: Avada Kedavra!
  • Sagittarius: I am sorry too. Sorry I will never know him... but he will know why I died and I hope he will understand. I was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life.
  • Capricorn: 'My Lord', is it? Well, I don't think much of your manners, my Lord. Turn around and face me like a man, why don't you?
  • Aquarius: You actually are joking, Perce... I don't think I've heard you joke since you were–
  • Pisces: Look... at... me...

anonymous asked:

Are requests still open? O: I know you've got a lot right now (take your time, if anyone complains then theyre, pardon my language, /fuckin rude ass people/) but if you end up getting to it at some point in this lifetime, may I have a short request to their gf saying she'll share her peanut m&m's with them? (This probably sounds really strange but I don't share my peanut m&m's with /anyone/ they're like drugs to me I swear, and I don't tend to eat many sweets either but they're an exception lol)

This made me laugh so hard but also made me super happy like you don’t even understand xD I know this took forever and I’m sorry I hope you like it~

Gifs aren’t mine

Seokjin was actually really touched that you would share something that you loved so much with him - especially if that something was food. He’d tell everyone that would listen that he got to eat some of your favorite food and they didn’t, a wide smile on his face the entire time.

Yoongi tried to act very nonchalant about the whole thing, but the gummy smile on his face as he savored the food you’d given him gave away how he really felt, though he didn’t really care that you knew; he didn’t mind if you teased him so long as you continued sharing with him.

Hoseok was almost giddy as you offered him some of your favorite food, nearly forgetting the food completely as he beamed at you and told you he loved you over and over again. He would eventually take the food from you, popping it into his mouth and eating it like there was no tomorrow.

Namjoon loved that you were offering your favorite food to him, but he didn’t want to take it from you if it made you so happy. So, instead, he acted jokingly disgusted by the food, scoffing and saying he didn’t like them; it made you laugh, and you got to eat all of what made you so happy, so it was a win-win for both of you.

Jimin actually was touched that you would share your favorite food with him, but he was going to over-dramatisize his reaction; he would act over-the-top as he “graciously” accepted the food from you, only to laugh and mutter a sincere thanks before eating what you’d given him.

Taehyung would assure you that you didn’t have to offer him any of your food, especially since it was your favorite, but he’d take what you’d offered and eat it before you could try to take it back, not wanting to miss his chance at eating the food that you loved so much.

Jungkook would end up making a joke about the whole thing, pretending to get flustered as he took a step back and asked if you were sure that you were ready for that step in the relationship. Of course, he’d snatch the food from you before you could take it back, grinning all the while.

The last Ha-huuur (Lucaya fanfiction)
  • At school, free period after classes. Just before cheerleading and basketball practice.
  • Riley: Hey has anyone noticed how Maya hasn't hahuured at Lucas since forever now?
  • Farkle: Yeahhh, Now that you mention it, she hasn't...
  • Lucas turns to stare at Maya but finds her staring at the floor.
  • Maya: well Maybe I don't wanna do it anymore. And isn't it your job to hahuur him now?... since you are his sister now...
  • Lucas: she's not my sister! And No! She's very bad at hahuuring... She skweaks like a donkey...
  • Riley: Hey!
  • Farkle: is true Riley. Hahuuring is not your thing.
  • Riley: well I haven't got a lot of practice... I'll do it better next time...
  • Lucas: No! Please, no next time... Besides, I miss to hear Maya say it.
  • Maya: Well, you'll keep missing it cause I'll never do it again. And you know why (glancess at Lucas). Anyway I have to go finish a proyect, see you guys latter.
  • Riley: What did just happened? Lucas?
  • Lucas: I think she's mad at me...
  • Riley: Why would she be mad? You didn't said anything wrong?
  • Zay: is not what he said, is what he didn't say.
  • Farkle: that's crazy. It doesn't sounds reasonal to get angry for something that hasn't happened yet.
  • Zay: that's the thing. You know nothing about a women's mind. It's all crazy and irrational.
  • Riley: No is not! We are just different.
  • Farkle: But what does it has to do with the hahuur thing?
  • Zay: Is what it stands for. Is the closeness and the meaning behind. Is too complicated for your young minds...
  • Farkle: you are only one year older duffus.
  • Zay: one year of wisdom and aquired knowledge you cannot underestimate.
  • Farkle: Damn, you're right.
  • Riley: but what is it that you didn't say?
  • Lucas: I'm sorry guys, I gotta go. I just realized something.
  • Lucas goes to find Maya in the artroom. Painting a new canvas. She just started with orange and yellows in the background. Looks like dry grass.
  • Lucas: Maya...
  • Maya: hello Sundance. Can I help you with something? Are you lost?
  • Lucas: I came to talk to you.
  • Maya: You can talk, just don't expect me to listen.
  • Lucas: C'mon Maya. Can we just talk it out?
  • Maya: There's clearly nothing to talk about.
  • Lucas: There is a lot to talk about.
  • Maya: Like what?
  • Lucas: why won't you hahuur at me anymore?
  • Maya: cause I don't feel like it.
  • Lucas: I know that. The question is why? What changed?
  • Maya: You know what changed. You know what you did last time.
  • Lucas: Maya, I said I'm sorry I almost kissed you. What more do you want?
  • Maya: What I want? You wanna know what I want?
  • Lucas: Yes! I want you to be happy.
  • Maya: First, stop apologyzing. Second, I told you this before. Third, I also said I like you! I said I liked you and you didn't say anything. So clearly, you don't like me back. So there's nothing else to talk about.
  • Lucas: Maya, I'm sorry!
  • Maya: Stop apologyzing already... And leave me alone...
  • Lucas: Maya... (Whispers something)
  • Maya: what? I didn't get that... I don't speak Huckleberry...
  • Lucas: I said "Ha-huur" (and he hahuurs in her face)
  • Maya: what on earth are you doing? We all know you are officially a Huckleberry... You don't have to hahuur me... I'm the last person you need to hahuur... What gave you the idea to do such a thing?
  • Lucas: Actually no. You said you hahuur me because you like me. So I'm hahuuring you back. And actually the idea just came after zay said something...
  • Maya: well for a huckleberry, you are terrible at hahuuuring. Cletus did a better job.
  • Lucas: well, why don't you show me how?
  • Maya: I told you I didn't wanted to.
  • Lucas: Then, I'm gonna keep hahuuring in your face until I get it right, and you understand what it means.
  • Maya: I already know what it means. I've been doing it for two years...
  • Lucas: HaHuuuuur
  • Maya: (starts laughin)
  • Lucas: HaHuuuuuur
  • Maya: just stop already
  • Lucas: HaaaHuuuuuur
  • (And Maya just very anoyed grabs his face with both her hands and stares at his eyes while saying very low voice)
  • Maya: Ok, I get it. Now what?
  • Lucas: Now we go on a date.
  • Maya: You have no idea what to do right?
  • Lucas: No.... Meet you at Topanga's after practice?
  • Maya: I guess...
  • Lucas: see you later?
  • Maya: yeahhh... See you later Ranger Rick. And you better get me my own milkshake... I don't like to share.
  • Lucas: will do Ma-am (tilts imaginary hat)
  • Maya: you are such a Huckleberry sometimes....
  • Lucas: no hahuur?
  • Maya: Not yet. Lets see how the date goes...

anonymous asked:

Please talk about headbutting. I don't understand it, I see it all the time in film and comic books but it seems like a horrible choice or a last ditch effort. Is their some 'art of headbutting' that actually allows real people to do this and walk away without bleeding foreheads, welts, bruises, or concussions?

Headbutting is actually pretty simple, it’s just that media does it wrong. (In a surprise to no one.) When you headbutt, you’re using your forehead. Unlike the rest of your face, your forehead is the most armored part of the body. The bones are very dense, so slamming it into someone else’s face is going to hurt.

Slamming it into someone else’s forehead is going to hurt you, for the same reason that your forehead will hurt them. This is where they aim in most movies because it’s safer. A headbutt is normal aimed lower, at the nose or any of the softer bones in the face. They also draw the head back super far so the audience can see it, which opens up large portions of the body (specifically the throat) to being hit. The real headbutt goes from 0 to point, you don’t draw back, you just go forward and down. The most difficult aspect is not having any of the more sensitive parts of your body connect first. You can seize them by the hair, or the back of their head to make this easier and close off avenues of escape, but it’s not necessary.

Now, you’re forehead is going to bruise, get welts, and possibly even be cut open doing this. One of the aspects most movies and comics won’t show you about violence is how ripped up a person can get doing it, even when they’re succeeding. This is in large part because the sight of blood and bruises makes people uncomfortable, often producing a visceral, negative reaction. This is natural, especially in anyone who hasn’t spent time acclimating to basic injuries and learning to tell the difference between that and something more serious. Depending on how you got it, walking around with a massive bruise on your forehead isn’t a big deal. It’s just a bruise.

It will freak other people out, though so win.


anonymous asked:

Hey! You are my fav human artist and one of my favs in general so I thought Ill ask you about a certain problem. Don't answer if you don't feel like it, I understand it might be annoying. Just wondering if you could share some tips on drawing faces,heads. My problem is that I can't concentrate recently and I make things assymetrical all the time. And I've developed an eye for such things from life drawing but it doesn't help too much with sketching from imagination. Also your sketches are great!

I don’t think there’s anything wrong with drawing asymmetrical faces, as no one’s features are 100% symmetrical. It’s actually one of the commonly known character design principles (John K explains it here). All you gotta do is figure out how to control your superpower and make it a conscious thing instead of an accidental “mistake”.
I use this rule when drawing expressions. It’s subtle but I mentioned before that I try to draw the two sides of the face somewhat uneven.

Of course it’s way easier with Buttons, since y’know, he’s got an asymmetrical hairstyle to begin with :)

If you feel like your characters are unbalanced and wobbly, you can try flipping your drawings in the process. If you work traditionally, put it in front of the mirror or make it stand upside-down and take a step back. You could also try sculpting! It helps you understand shapes and planes better when you form them in 3D with your own hands.
However, imo you should not strive for perfect symmetry when designing living, organic creatures. The beauty is often in the extreme asymmetry, actually. (Just think of Paranorman’s character designs!)

Oh yeah, and thank you! :)

Iron Man Sentence Meme
  • "Good god, you're a woman. I honestly....I couldn't have called that."
  • "I'd be out of a job with peace."
  • "As liaison to Stark Industries, I've had the unique privilege of serving with a real patriot."
  • "Did they rope you into this?"
  • "I don't blow on a man's dice."
  • "What do you say to your other nickname? The Merchant of Death?"
  • "It's an imperfect world but it's the only one we've got."
  • "Doesn't it kind of defeat the whole purpose of having your own plane if it departs before you arrive?"
  • "I'm allowed to have plans on my birthday."
  • "You don't respect yourself so I know you don't respect me."
  • "You are constitutionally incapable of being responsible."
  • "You're more than what you are."
  • "Is it better to be feared or respected? I say, is it too much to ask for both?"
  • "They say the best weapon is one you never have to fire. I disagree."
  • "This is the 'fun-vee'. The 'hum-drum-vee' is back there."
  • "What I did is to save your life."
  • "Those are my guns. How did they get my guns?"
  • "What you just saw, that is your legacy."
  • "They call themselves the Ten Rings."
  • "You're a man who has everything and nothing."
  • "Don't waste it. Don't waste your life."
  • "Your eyes are red. A few tears for your long lost boss?"
  • "I'm with the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division."
  • "I came to realize that I have more to offer this world than just making things blow up."
  • "Did I just paint a target on the back of my head?"
  • "I just don't want a body count to be our only legacy."
  • "What we do keeps the world from falling into chaos."
  • "Could you have a lousier poker face?"
  • "Is that the thing that's keeping you alive?"
  • "I don't think I'm qualified to do this."
  • "You're the most capable, qualified, trustworthy person I've ever met."
  • "Don't ever, ever, ever ask me to do anything like that ever again."
  • "I don't have anyone but you."
  • "Don't do that. They'll believe that. Don't do that."
  • "I'm working on something big. I came to talk to you. I want you to be a part of it."
  • "I don't want this winding up in the wrong hands. Maybe in mine, it can actually do some good."
  • "Just because I brought pizza back from New York doesn't mean it went bad."
  • "What's the world coming to when a guy's got to crash his own party?"
  • "You look fantastic! I don't recognize you."
  • "I actually don't think that you could tie your shoes without me."
  • "No, it was not just a dance. You don't understand because you're you."
  • "I would like a vodka martini, please. Very dry, with olives. A lot of olives. Like, at least three olives."
  • "Panic. I would say panic is my reaction."
  • "You do not send civilian equipment into my active war zone."
  • "The more you struggle, the more this is going to hurt."
  • "Let's face it. This is not the worst thing you've caught me doing."
  • "You paid us trinkets to kill a prince."
  • "You stood by my side all these years while I reaped the benefits of destruction."
  • "I shouldn't be alive, unless it was for a reason."
  • "I'm not crazy, I just finally know what I have to do. And I know in my heart that it's right."
  • "Your deception and lies will cost you dearly."
  • "When I ordered the hit on you, I worried that I was killing the golden goose."
  • "Do you really think that just because you have an idea it belongs to you?"
  • "What kind of world would it be today if he was as selfish as you?"
  • "Your services are no longer required."
  • "Nothing is going to stand in my way. Least of all you!"
  • "Trying to rid the world of weapons, you gave it it's best one ever."
  • "Just call us S.H.I.E.L.D."
  • "I never said you were a super hero."
  • "I'm just not the hero type. Clearly."
  • "The truth is I am Iron Man."
  • "You've become part of a bigger universe. You just don't know it yet."
  • "I'm here to talk to you about the Avengers Initiative."
Summer Lies (Chapter 4)

(In case you missed them here’s: Pt.1, Pt.2, Pt.3)


(Small warning, this gets pretty intimate soooo don’t freak out. Okay? Okay😁)

The rest of Lunch absolutely sucked.

Calum was pissed off, Luke was guilty beyond belief and they both kept giving you weird stares.

You had no fucking idea what was going on.

Sighing, you pushed in your chair, getting ready to leave with the rest of the crew. Walking arm and arm with Oli, you braced yourself for the next ride back to the stadium.

Getting into the van, you slid yourself in first, heart racing. Staring down at your phone, you felt someone sit next to you, followed by another person in front. Taking a quick glance to your right, you felt your heart stop for a second.

No more was the tattooed tan hand you had got accustomed to, but the pale hand you had memorized like the back of your own.

Shifting your eyes back down to your phone, you realized who sat where Luke once had.

Raising your head, you met the glare of Calum, who quickly looked away to the window, frustrated.

Confused, you turned to look at Luke who was staring at Calum.

Snapping his gaze to you, he let his face fill with shame again.

Afraid to talk out loud, you mouthed “What’s going on?

Biting down on this bottom lip, he thought for a moment before answering.

Glancing one more time at his best friend, he sighed in defeat and pulled out his phone from his pocket.

Pushing the side, his phone lit up, causing something inside you to break.

It was the picture of the night you thought he had regretted.

The picture you used to think meant forever.

The picture you realized you wanted so badly to be gone.

Shaking your head, you pushed away any thought of that night and shrugged at Luke.

Clenching his jaw, he mouthed “He saw it”

Shrugging again, you were getting annoyed, not understanding.

Rolling his eyes, he whispered “Jesus ill tell you later

Before you could respond with annoyance, you were stopped.

No need to whisper mate, don’t you think your secrets are getting a bit out of control?”

Both faces falling, you and Luke slowly looked towards Calum.

Not showing any emotion, he kept talking.

I mean you had to know your lies were going to catch up to you sooner or later”

Luke started to explain, but Calum wasn’t having it.

“Dude I-”

“No fuck off… i don’t have time for this”

Putting his headphones in, Calum blasted his music, drowning out everything around him, looking out the window again.

Surprised and unsure of what was going on, you looked back to Luke, waiting for answers.

Shaking his head, he looked down to his hands, not ready to give you any explanation.

Taking another glance at Calum, you turned to focus on the passing trees.

Letting your mind wander, you tried to piece together everything that happened over the past hours. You really didn’t understand what was going on between Calum and Luke.

So what if Calum saw the picture, why was he getting so mad? You just met him this morning, why was he acting like this?

And Luke? What was his deal with acting so ashamed?

Pausing your own thoughts, a small realization passed through you.

At first you thought Luke was ashamed because someone found out about you, his dirty secret, but that didn’t seem like the case anymore.

The more that you thought about it, it wasn’t shame he was showing, but guilt.

Guilt over what? You weren’t sure.

Leaning the side of your forehead down on the cool glass, you closed your eyes. You were starting to feel even worse than earlier and wanted to rest a bit before having to get ready for the show.

At first day dreaming a bit, you started feeling yourself go deeper and deeper until you completely fell asleep, instantly dreaming of the night when that picture was taken.

Over the weeks, things had turned out to be absolutely perfect with Noah. Of course there were small details he talked about that didn’t make sense but you weren’t about to push into it. You were afraid to lose the one thing that made your life simple and easy.

To be honest, you slowly felt yourself fall in love with him more and more each night.

But, you just weren’t sure if he felt the same.

It was the middle of the summer when Noah had set up a surprise you.

He had met you in the parking lot with a big smile. A little confused, you said nothing but raised your eyebrows. Shaking his head, he walked behind you, covering your eyes.

“I have a surprise. You trust me right?”

Giggling, you nodded your head.

“Of course i trust you, why wouldn’t i”

Hesitating at first, he said nothing but kissed you on the side of your cheek.

“Right… Okay start walking and ill tell you when to stop”

Listening, you did as you were told as he lead you to his surprise.

“Okay… aaaaaaand… stop”

Taking his hands off you eyes, you kept them closed, not sure if you were supposed to open them yet or not.

“So can i look yet?”

“Wait… Hold on…. Okay”

Opening your eyes, you laughed at the sight in front of you.

He had brought a bunch of sheets and managed to hold them up into a small fort inside the cove. Quickly looking into the opening he was holding, you noticed there was multiple pillows and lights inside, with different snacks scattered throughout. Shaking your head, you couldn’t believe he had done this.

“Noah, this is amazing. But why?”

Still holding the same smile he had from before, he just shrugged.

“Just thought id do something special for my girl.”

The second he finished talking, you felt your stomach fill with butterflies.

Although you both hadn’t exactly defined what your were, he just called you his girl.

Grinning like an idiot, you covered your cheeks, trying to hide the pink rising up on your face.

Laughing, he held out his hand to you while the other stayed holding the entrance.

Are you going to join me in here or am i going to have to enjoy my masterpiece alone”

Rolling your eyes, you grabbed his hand, crawling in.

Now contently snuggled up against his chest, he held his iPad over both of you, watching a movie. He had downloaded countless movies, all ones you had once told him were you favorite.

Biting your lip, you pushed your head up to kiss the bottom of his jaw.

Surprised, he shifted to be able to look down at you, mouth tilted in the half smirk you loved so much.

“What was that for?”

“Just because”

Rising up, he bent his head down to kiss you softy on your lips.

Pulling back a bit, he stayed close, holding your eyes.

Losing his smile, he grew serious.

Getting a little worried, you raised your hand to his face, rubbing your thumb on his jaw.

“What?” you whispered.

You watched him play with his lip ring, letting you know he was nervous.

“Nothing… I just… Theres something i need to tell you”

Now completely worried, you stayed quiet, waiting for him to continue.

Closing his eyes, he paused the movie and pushed himself up.

Moving to a sitting position, you didn’t know what to do.

Shifting, he moved to sit in front of you, trying to figure out what to say.

Wanting to comfort him, you slid closer, putting your hands on his.

“What is it?”

Still staying quiet, he looked down at your hands and intertwined his fingers with yours.

“You're going to hate me when i tell you”

Nervous, you pulled one of your hands from him and moved it to push his chin up.

Noah, i promise theres nothing you can say thats going to make me hate you… Because-”

Taking a deep breath in, you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

You needed him to know.

“Im in love with you”

Eyes growing wide, he just stared at you.

“Wait… Wh-What?”

Pulling your hands from him, you started to regret saying what you did. His reaction wasn’t what you had expected.

“Um… I-”

Shaking your head, you snapped your mouth shut, sliding away from.

“Nothing… Never mind… forget i said anything okay I'm sorr-”

“No no no no, wait”

He grabbed your hands and started to tug you towards him.

Moving to straddle his waist, he wrapped his arms around you.

“I meant, say it again…. I need to hear you say it again”

Confused, you didn’t want to met his gaze, so you focused your eyes on his necklace.

“I said… I think… Im in love with you”

Heart beating fast, you waited for him to push you off.

After a few seconds, he finally spoke.

“Im in love with you too”

Snapping your head up, you let your jaw drop, not able to talk.

“Im definitely so in love with you y/n”

Smiling, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pushing him towards you.

Kissing him softly, you couldn’t believe he actually loved you.

Pulling away, you rested your forehead on his, a habit you both grew to love.

“You don’t understand how relieved i am to hear you say that”

Chuckling, he moved his hand to push back some of your hair behind your ear.

“Me to”

Dropping his hand, his smile started to falter.

“But that might change when you hear what i have to tell you-”

Rushing your hand up to his lips, you shook your head.

“I don't care….. I love you…… You love me.”

Taking your hand away from his face, you wrapped your arms on the back of his neck again.

“Right now, lets just forget about everything…. My band… your family… the world…. Lets just be you and I tonight…. Thats it.”

Smile coming back, he nodded his head, moving to kiss you with more passion then you had ever felt him give before.

Starting to move in sync with him, you slowly started to feel yourself wanting more than just the touch of his lips.

Knowing it drove him crazy, you tugged on the back of his hair, lightly biting down on his bottom lip as you pulled away.

You felt his arms tighten around you, pulling you closer.

Moving your lips back to his, you kissed him with more force, pushing down on him.

Letting out a low moan, he pulled his mouth away from your lips and started trailing kisses alongside your jaw, then down your neck.

Immediately finding your sweet spot, he started lightly sucking but quickly alternated to soft biting, causing you to whimper a bit.

He trailed his hands along your thighs, grabbing your waist to push you down on him even harder.

Not able to contain yourself anymore, you pulled the back of his hair, pulling his mouth up.

Smashing your lips down on his, you started to grind against him slowly, feeling his already tight denim, strain even more.

With seconds he pushed you down onto one of the pillows, climbing above you, never once breaking connect from your lips.

Wrapping your legs around him, you let one hand tug on the back of his shirt, while the other kept his head close to yours.

Moving down again, he reconnected his mouth to your sweet spot, finishing what he started before.

Needed more, you trailed your hands down his back, to the hem of his shirt.

Letting your fingers trace the inside of his shirt, you brought them to the front, tugging.

Getting the hint, he finished his mark, moving up to pull the shirt over his head. 

Immediately he came back down, connecting his lips with yours again.

You felt his hands move from your hips to the hem of your shirt.

He let his cool fingers dance across your stomach, before pushing it up..

Breath hitching, you arched your back do he could completely pull it off.

Trailing your hands down his chest, you reached the button to his jeans.

Unbuttoning it, you let him shake them off as you did the same for your own.

Moving back, he softly slid his hands up your waist, reaching one to unclasp your bra.

Growing nervous, you still moved up a little, granting him access.

In seconds, he had it unhooked, letting you know he’s had practice.

Something you never thought about.

Something you didn’t even have.

Completely panicked now, you instantly covered yourself when he pulled your bra off.

A little taken a back, you watched worry start to crease in his brow.

Ashamed, you looked away from him, eyes starting to brim with tears.

Scared, he frantically searched around, grabbing a blanket.

Covering you, he moved to wipe your cheeks.

“Whoa whoa whoa why are you crying? Did i do something wrong? Im sorry if i did i-”

“No, you didn’t do anything wrong”

Not understanding, he stayed quiet, trying to figure out what to do.


Finally looking up to his worried eyes, you continued.

“Ive never down this before… And you have… I don’t want to disappoint you”

Looking away again, you felt fresh tears start to fall.

Lightly chuckling, he moved his hand to brush your face and turn it towards him.

“What part of me saying i love you, didn't you understand?”

Furrowing your eyebrows, you shook your head.

“What does that have to do with anything?”

Holding your eyes, he kept talking.

“It means everything… I don’t care if you’ve never done it before, that doesn't mean a thing to me. The only thing that does is make me want to make sure your first time is perfect. You could never disappoint me, not in a million years. If anything, i should worry about not disappointing you. I want this to be something you look back on and never regret. Which means we can stop and go back to watching movies. I don’t want you to feel like you have to do something you’re not ready to do. Just know ill wait forever if i have to. As long as i get to have you in my life, theres no where else id rather be.”

Shocked, you couldn’t believe him.

You had never met someone so ready to put you first before everything.

Feeling at ease, you knew there was no point in waiting.

Just like you were the only one he wanted, he was the only one you trusted enough to give yourself completely to.

Gaining confidence you never knew existed in you, you pushed offthe blanket and moved to straddle his waist again.

Surprised, his eyes grew wide, not understanding.

“Wait no, i promise its okay, i don't want you to regret this later on-”

Kissing him softly, you cut him off.

Pulling back, you brushed your hand down his cheek.

“I trust you Noah. I want to do this. As long as you’re okay with this, so am i”

Holding his eyes, you saw him battle with something, but he pushed it away.

“Of course I’m okay with this…. Im in love with you remember?”

Grinning, you reconnected your lips with his, tangling your fingers in his hair.

Pushing you backwards, you both got back into the position from before, but taking your time with more passion.

Slowly, he started moving his mouth down your neck, to your chest, to your stomach, and paused right at the brim of your panties. Pushing himself up with one arm, he letting the other dance around the hem.

Looking up to you for reassurance, he waiting for your okay.

Heart beating fast, you felt your lower half grow warm, wanting to feel his touch.

Biting your lip, you nodded your head.

Taking two fingers, he hooked them around the band and started to tug them down.

Kissing your thigh, he sat up, taking in the sight of you.

“You’re so beautiful”

Face flushed, you sat up to pull him back against you.

Kissing him on the way back down to laying, you moved your hands to the brim of his boxers.

Breaking the kiss, you looked down to start pushing his boxers down.

Not able to completely push them off, he tugged them the rest of the way.

Mouth gapping, you felt your breath hitch at the sight of him.

Raising your gaze back up to his, he still looked at your with concern.

“We can stop if you want to… I promise everything’s going to be okay”

Shaking your head, you moved your hands to tug his head down.

“No, i want this… I want you and only you… I trust you”

Going back into sync with his lips, you grew more and more desperate for him.

Breaking away one last time, he held your eyes.

“Are you ready?”

Not trusting your voice, you nodded your head, closing your eyes to kiss him again.

Very carefully, he entered you, taking his time to fill you.

Uncomfortable at first, you whimpered, causing him to pause.

“Are you okay? We can stop. Does it hurt? Oh god it hurts I’m sorry ill stop I’m really sorry”

Lightly giggling at his rambling, you covered his mouth with your hand, not letting him finish.

“Im fine… just give me a second to adjust”

Moving you hand, he nodded.

Taking a deep breath in, you steadied yourself.


“Are you sure”


Moving his hands up, he intwined his fingers with yours, moving to completely fill you.

Slowly rocking back and forth, he carefully made sure you knew how much he loved you.

Quickly going from uncomfortable to bliss, you immediately became engulfed in him.

Wrapping your legs around his waist, you felt him hit other areas, causing you to let out a moan louder than intended.

Loving the noises you were making, he started to move faster, needed you to scream his name.

Unhooking your hands from his, you moved them to his back, lightly scratching down, not knowing how much longer you could last.

Understanding, he wrapped an arm around your leg, lifting it up to go even deeper.

Completely withering in pleasure beneath him, you kept mixing your moans with his name, making him lose himself in his own moans, filling the night.

Both coming undone, he rocked a few more times very slowly, easing himself out.

Heavily breathing, he collapsed next to you, instantly pulling you to lay on his chest.

Reaching around, he grabbed the blanket to cover you.

Not talking at first, you each settled, never wanting to move from this moment.

Shifting, he went on his side, keeping an arm wrapped around you while the other held him up.

“Was that okay?”

Biting your lip, you nodded, moving to kiss his jaw.

“It was perfect”

Letting out a breath of relief, he suddenly got a mischievous smile on his lips.

“You know how we can make this moment last forever?”


Unable to finish your sentence, you let out a small yelp as he flopped you over and hovered above you.

Kissing you playfully, he reached over and grabbed his phone, swiping up on the screen for the camera.

Smacking him, you started to cover your chest, unsure if the blanket blocked the cameras view or not.

“What the hell Noah, I’m not about to take a picture nude!”

Laughing he shook his head.

“That’s not what i meant… Although that would reeeeeally be an amazing idea-”

Smacking his arm, you scoffed at him while he laughed.

“Im kidding! I meant i just want a picture of this”

Quickly pushing his lips down on yours, you laughed at his sudden action.

“Stop! Im not ready to take a picture!”

Laughing with you, he kept playfully kissing you while you laughed.

Forgetting he was snapping away on his phone, you get lost in the moment again.

Eventually feeling like he got a good shot, he kissed you the right way and then rolled over.

Moving back to his chest, you both scrolled through the pictures, searching for the right one.

He had a bunch of his favorites but there was only one that stood out the most to you.

This picture had the blanket covering up to your chest while he hovered above you, light dim from the lantern on the side of the fort.

His was arm stretched out to the side holding the camera, giving you a side view of what was going on. 

You had your head slightly thrown back, laughing, as he laughed above you, watching with adoring eyes.

It was here that you both forgot about the camera and focused only on the moment.

The moment you never wanted to forget.

“This one… This is the one that’s perfect”

“I was thinking the same thing.”

Snuggling closer to him, you watched as he set the picture as his lock screen, locking it to put it down.

Getting comfortable himself, you both went quiet again, content with letting the silence fill the fort.

There wasn't anything else that needed to be said at that moment.

Closing your eyes, you listened to the sound of his heartbeat, memorizing the way it sounded.

Slowly, you got so focused on it that you didn’t even remember falling asleep. 

Kissing your forehead one last time, he closed his eyes, following right after.

Jumping at the sound of the van door being punched, you blinked a few times before realizing you were no longer leaning against the window.

Trying to move your head, you stopped when you felt something putting pressure on top.

Glancing down, you felt like your lunch was about to come rushing up.

Luke had his hand wrapped around your thigh as you laid with your head on his shoulder and his on your head, softly snoring.

Heart racing, you tried to fight the different emotions that were fighting inside you.

Part of you was in love with the way he laid against you, just like old times.

The other part was pissed at the way he still made you felt.

The last part was devastated as you slightly moved to catch the hurt expression of Calum, the one who had punched the van door.

Stalking off, he ignored everyone who passed by him, never once turning back.

Stomach dropping, you didn’t know what to do.

Groaning, you moved up slowly, startling him awake.

Blinking a few times, he looked down to his hand on your lap and pulled back like it burned him to touch you.

Oh shit… this is not happening”

A little hurt, you ignored his reaction and pushed in front of him to get off.

Walking fast, you tried to get away from him, also trying to avoid a run in with your bandmates, not sure what to even feel.

Wanting to break down right there, you started to sprint towards the venue door.


Hearing his voice, you started to run a little faster, needing a door to hide behind.

Reaching the venue, you raced inside, ignoring his pleas for you to stop.

About to reach the girls restroom, you felt a hand wrap around your wrist.

Spinning around, you looked at him, finally seeing him let his true emotions show on his face.

Scared, worried, confused, there were so many things he was letting you see.

“I-I didn’t mean to react that way okay… I just miss-”

Stopping, he bit his lip, not knowing if he should even finish his sentence.

Oh fuck it”

Pulling you to him, he attached his lips to yours, holding your face in his hands.

Eyes fluttering shut, you took your hands and moved them to his arms, sliding them down to his neck.

Moving in sync, he moved his hands from your face to wrap them around your waist. 

He felt so good.

His lip ring was just how you remembered, cool and thrilling.

His lips were still soft and knew exactly what to do.

Tangling your hands in his hair, he let out a moan, pushing you back to lean against the wall.

God you missed him so much.

You missed Noah-


Eye’s snapping open, you pushed him with all you had, sending him stumbling backwards.

You couldn’t believe you just let that happen.

Shaking, you didn’t know what to say or do.

Scared, he didn’t want to lose you again.

Y/n Im sorry i-”

“Fuck you”

Turning, you started running again until you got to the band room.

Slamming the door, you locked it, sliding down to the floor.

Letting out a loud sob, you covered your face, ashamed.

He didn’t love you.

He said that himself.

You couldn’t let him get to you again.

You needed to stay strong.

Letting out another sob, you let reality sink in.

But how were you supposed to stay strong if you obviously still loved him.

Crying even more, you didn’t even hear the other door to the room open and shut.

Pushing your knees to your chest, you hid your face.

Feeling someone slide down next to you, you felt them pull you into their arms.

Shhh It’s going to be okay”

Growing stiff, you looked up, tears still running down your face.

It was Calum.


This had so many Luke feels i don’t even know omg🙈

But here is the long awaited part 4!

Sorry if theres a bunch of mistakes, I’m super tired and out of it.

But anyways enough pity party,

Really hope you guys liked it, let me know what you thought by clicking this dude: 

Always love getting feedback from y'all, lets me know what i should change or keep the same. Also lets me know if you guys like i or not.

Really hope i get to talk to some of y'all soon, if not see you for part 5!

Much love❤️

more-than-unorthodox  asked:

"There is no way you would ever understand, Chris! You're being a child." Tony said and kept moving around his lab, trying his best to not lose precious time. "On top of that, This actually has nothing to do with you, so what I don't understand is why you feel that your displeasure with what I'm doing is going to change my mind."

“I’m just trying to help.” Chris said. “Give you advice and whatnot, it’s what I do. Tony, you’re gonna face a lot of things that could ruin your career. You should at least accept help.”

anonymous asked:

I don't understand how you can promote eating until you actually look legit pregnant. Like wtf. How disgusting is it to eat so much to a point of extreme fullness. I'd feel so lethargic. Why should we stuff your face like that? Makes no sense to me.

UMMMMMMMMMM I’m sorry what?


It’s completely normal and natural for you belly to “poke” out after eating!!! If you still have a flat tummy straight after a meal, then you are not eating enough!!!! I definitely don’t not feel sick, lethargic or uncomfortable after my meals. I eat until I’m full and satisfied.

And who the HELL are you to tell me how much I can and can’t eat??? Imagine if I was recovering from an eating disorder and this message sent me straight back into one. It’s this kind of thinking that creates eating disorders in the first place, you should be ashamed.

anonymous asked:

man I don't want to be a party pooper or anything but I followed for dumb scooby doo mistakes, not a lot of your face and now Pokemon GO. :/ if you want to make this a personal blog that's cool but idk not quite what i came for

That’s an understandable opinion. Let’s take a look at what I’ve posted lately!

Here’s a breakdown of the last 25 SDM posts:

Directly depicting a Scooby-related mistake: 20

Sharing something funny that’s non-Scooby: 2

Answering fan asks in a (hopefully) funny way: 3

That ratio is no accident – I’m actually quite meticulous in managing how much of each type goes up, to keep things balanced like the delicate ecosystem of humor a blog is.

But, that said… am I crazy? Are fans not getting anything out of the non-standard posts? Let’s see!

Here are the notes from the last two non-Scooby “I saw/did something funny” posts, including the cited Pokemon Go error post:

Judging by the notes & comments, both were by far the most-enjoyed posts of their respective days.

And as for the ask replies – not only did they get a solid response, but Tumblr themselves liked two of ‘em enough to feature them in the curated Asks section.

Which is nice validation… I put a lot of work into keeping replies interesting and entertaining for everyone, not just for those it directly relates to. No post should be without a payoff at the end.

So, to conclude… am I trying to bust on people who dislike any deviation from the standard SDM formula? No.

I just want the fans to know I’m doing all I can to keep things balanced for everyone’s needs – and the response so far has been beyond phenomenal. I can’t thank you guys enough.

Keep spreading the Scooby love,


anonymous asked:

Hi! I don't understand why the fact that "harry only uses dry shampoo the day after halloween" should be a Larry proof. Can you help me? Thank you! xx

Ohhh the dry shampoo saga. Well first, the “dry shampoo” wasn’t really dry shampoo haha. That’s just a joke. The white stuff in Harry’s hair and if he feels my traces in your hair hahaha ha was paint. Louis’ face paint actually.

Exhibit A: Halloween 2012 Louis went out at night looking like this

Exhibit B: Harry showed up looking like this the next day

But how did Harry get Louis’ face paint in his hair you may ask??? I’m sure you can use your imagination ;) Funny enough the same thing happened the following year as well.

Exhibit A: Everybody dressed up in costumes. Louis had white face paint

Exhibit B: The next day Harry had some suspicious white stuff in his hair yet again! And on the same side of his head as the year before. Glad we know what sides of the bed they sleep on :D I can only imagine what else that hat was covering.

People legitimately think it’s just dry shampoo, baby powder, etc. though. Hence the running joke on our side that Harry only uses dry shampoo once a year. I wonder what 2014 will bring. Maybe Harry will paint his face and Louis will be the one to get it in his hair this time! One can only hope.

thatfatvegan-deactivated2017010  asked:

So basically you think white people should just stay out of cases of civil rights and pretend we don't see it happening? I mean no offense but you're writing off at least an eighth or so of the people who are angry just because they aren't personally victimized by it and telling people that they can't be an activist doesn't really help your cause.

If you actually tried to comprehend what I wrote rather than throwing your white guilt in my face, you’d understand that I meant for white people not to make this case about them. This pain has nothing to with white people. Your sons won’t be shot six times for walking down the street. Your fathers won’t be shot six times on his way to work. Your daughters won’t be shot six times after leaving a grocery store.

No one in the black community wants to hear that you are so saddened and disgusted and you, as a white person, simply cannot believe what is happening in Ferguson. The black community is sad and disgusted and they’re also terrified. And there are hundreds of thousands of white people staying active about this, making posts on Tumblr, calling their friends out on their racist shit, retweeting, reblogging, going to protests. And that’s more than welcome and more than fine. But the second you mention the fact that you’re white, you make it about you, which is not what anyone needs right now.

Just the fact that you call it “your cause” clearly means that you dignify yourself as above the Ferguson shooting and above the genocide of black youth in America. Byeeee. 

You Have my Support Baby

//You guys seemed to really enjoy my last one shot so I decided to write another! Please feel free to send me any requests on something specific you want me to write about! I’m open to anything! Enjoy!\

Kids. Kids were always something Harry wanted. Every since you two started dating, you noticed how happy Harry was around them. Now, being engaged, kids were always the central topic. Harry’s eyes would light up, but you felt a different way. You knew you wanted to have children with Harry, but you were frightened and nervous about going through the whole progress of being pregnant and giving birth.

It was past twelve p.m. and you laid in bed, watching Harry undress for the night. You both had a pretty relaxed day and Harry seemed to be in a good mood, so you thought it would be a perfect time to share with him how you felt.

“You ok, babe? You look like you’re uncomfortable.” He pulled up the sheets and slide into bed next to you, turning to his side.   

“Oh, ya I’m fine. Just thinking I guess.” You turned, lazily playing with the fallen curls around his ear.

“About what?”

You bit your lip.

“Babe, what is it?” Harry seemed worried. He scooted closer to you and grabbed both of your hands in his bigger, warmer ones.

“Harry, babe I know we have been talking about kids lately, and I just wanted to tell you that-”

“You’re pregnant aren’t you?” His eyes grew huge and you could feel his grip on your hands tighten. You let out a small giggle. “Harry no,” you released your hands and laid them on his chest, “what I was going to say is that,” you paused, focusing on his lips, "I’m actually quite scared to have kids.“ You looked up to see his reaction. You could see the confusion knot in his face. p>

“I thought that’s what we’ve always wanted? A big house filled with kids. I mean, I understand if you don't want kids now,” he chuckled, “I wouldn’t want kids now, I want to be able enjoy you and have you all to myself.” He kissed the top of your head.  

You then turned and faced the ceiling, “I know, but I’m just scared about being pregnant and then going through the whole process of being sick and all the aces and pains.”

“Aw baby,” he wrapped his soft, muscular arm around your waist and pulled you into him, “I want you to know that I will love you no matter what and support you all through-out the pregnancy. It’s the least I can do since I’m the one to blame for getting you pregnant.“ You lightly punched his arm and he chuckled.

"I know you will,” you turned to face him again, “I love you very much Harry and I’m excited to see what our future holds.” You kissed his delicate, pink lips and closed your eyes with contentment.

“I love you even more."