i have a weird adoration towards her

So some folks in the chat are aware, that I am attempting to mod my sims game to allow for polyamory romances, because apparently after sims 2 someone at EA developed severe abandonment issues and made the “reputation addition” which means your sims will now fight over that one girl you held hands with back in college. (I wish I was kidding)

Anyway, most of the mods for it were broken, but I finally got one to work today after hours of tinkering with it, and I thought to myself great, I’ll do the Human AU trio from Hunger Pangs for a bit of a giggle, and it was fun cause it worked! They were all flirty and happy and all enthusing about each other to each other and it was super adorable. There was still the option of “confess to cheating” but I just ignored that, it wasn’t triggering autonomously so that was what I wanted.

And then Ursula gets a notification over her head which says “Try for A Baby” directed toward Vlad, and I’m like oh, okay neat that’s not canon but sure, I can totes build you guys a nursery in the basement for your weird demon spawn child, no problem. At which point I’m distracted by Nathan setting fire to the kitchen so have to jump down a level to manage that to keep everyone from dying, but while that is going on I hear the “baby jingle” meaning somebody got preggors from woohooing, so I flip back up to Vlad/Ursula to find she’s playing on the computer, but Vlad, where’s Vlad…oh he’s throwing up in the bathroom apparently, weird, he must have tried drinking from Ursula again (the vamps can’t drink from fairies in the supernatural exp but he keeps doing it and getting sick like wtf buddy come on, I know she’s pretty but keep it together) oh well…except he keeps throwing up. And his back hurts, and he’s emotional and crying and turns out the key phrasing up there is somebody got preggors.

Turns out this mod can allow anyone to get pregnant, but unfortunately the base game is not equipped for this and Vlad now no longer has a body. He’s just a floating pregnant head. Which, okay I can live with this, this is not how I had planned this but sure okay, what can possibly go wrong.

Of course Vlad is now doing the whole “goal: buy a crib” like oh joy my broody vampire is quite literally feeling broody and trying to nest, and while I can do some of the things he wants, like buying terrifying stuffed toys for the nursery and going to the spa because apparently his non existent back is killing him, he has other desires, like, read a “pregnancy book” so he’ll know what to expect but EA is/was (I’ve heard sims4 is better, alas I have 3) such a piece of gendered shit, (EDIT: the mod was causing this, not the base game) male sims literally cannot read books about being pregnant, but Ursula, the non pregnant one can. Meanwhile she’s really excited about becoming a mother without actually being pregnant, Vlad is torn between crying all the time and enthusing to her about their impending unholy vampiric/fairy offspring and Nathan is…Nathan is not doing too well…in fact he’s downright unhappy, and the first I notice it is when he storms up to a now very heavily pregnant Vlad, slaps him and accuses him of cheating, despite the fact that the mod I have installed makes it IMPOSSIBLE for him to do that autonomously and also they are supposed to have ZERO jealously issues because I literally disabled it as a function and YET, there he is being an utter dick to a my poor pregnant vampire who just started bawling his eyes out cause one of his two love interests just threatened to expose him as a vampire and is demanding to fight. Well Ursula is having none of it, she might have fallen for Nathan first but when she sees Vlad being picked on she straight up throws an elixir at Nathan which makes him fall asleep, but then Vlad is upset cause he still technically loves Nathan, and Ursula just attacked him, and now she’s trying to apologize and Vlad is in the bathtub doing the equivalent of NO ONE TOUCH ME, NO ONE EVEN LOOK AT ME, which breaks Ursula’s heart, so then she goes off to apologize to Nathan who has woken up, turned into a werewolf, and is shredding everything in the house.

Meanwhile I’ve got the in game mod screen up, desperately trying to check why this is happening, making sure I have the polyamorous jealousy set to the right function, and according to the mod it’s all working just peachy keen, so I hit reset, thinking I can just re-enable all of it and fix it. But what that does is it makes everyone INSTANTLY HATE EACH OTHER IRREVERSIBLY so now my house has a fairy and a werewolf who want to kill each other on sight, and a vampire who just went into labor but doesn’t want to go outside to go to the hospital because the sun is up and he’ll literally burn so he’s just hiding in the basement crying.

So basically my game went full mpreg trope catastrophe and I’m going back to Skyrim where mods only ever cause occasional bouts of surprise nudity and accidental bardic regicide. 

As much as I ship dipifica (Wait, dippica? Pacificaper? Whatever.), I'm glad Alex and the crew left it ambiguous:

Judging by the video game and Dipper’s journal entries from the official book, they’re kind of in this awkward state where neither of them are sure what to make of the weird “vibe” going on between them, or even IF there’s a “vibe” to begin with.
Not only is that adorable from an outside perspective, but it’s SO MUCH MORE REALISTIC than having them fawn over each other like a pair of lovesick puppies. I mean, seriously, they’re just kids, one of whom has NEVER been in a relationship before.
Dipper DEFINITELY knew how he felt about Wendy. With Pacifica… Not so much.
Pacifica has NEVER felt a whole lot of anything but disdain towards anyone but herself and her parents. She’s not all that familiar with friendship, let alone crushes.
It makes sense that they would be so awkward and defensive about stuff like this. One has very, VERY little experience with love/crushes, and the other has had practically NONE.
It would’ve been SO unrealistic for them to just miraculously get together at the end of the series. Whatever “vibe” is going on between them, whether it be love, friendship, or otherwise, they need TIME to figure that out. And, if the card Wendy gave Dipper at the end of Weirdamagedon was any indication, they’ll have plenty of summers to do so.
Than again, McGucket could’ve been right, and this is all hogwash. Who knows?

I love you. (HR Wells x reader)

Hi there! First HR imagine ever! Hope you like it!

Prompt: Imagine being the only one that’s truly nice to HR wells & when someone becomes rude towards him U literally fight them/stick up for him. You invite him to live at your house you being completely oblivious to your feelings towards him. Maybe he’s the one to make the first move one night at your house or lab things get heated from there & admit each other’s feelings. Something like that really fluffy & cute :) maybe even from his point of view how he sees you or something up to you. Thank you :)

Requested by Anonymous,


“Greetings Earthlings” Said the new Harrison Cisco, Caitlin and Harry chose (well Harry rejected him, but he got chosen anyway). Everyone looked at him weirdly.

“I don’t talk like that, heh. I was joking.” He said, you found his joke funny and snorted. Making your friends look at you, HR looked at you too and smiled at you charmingly. Harry looked at the two of you and glared.

Jesse and Harry said their goodbyes, and before going Harry hugged you, whispering in your ear.

“I don’t trust him, (y/n). Keep an eye on him for me, okay?”

“Okay. Goodbye Harry, I’m going to miss you. Even if you are an asshole sometimes.”

“I’ll miss you too. You know how to reach me, if something goes horribly wrong.”

You hugged Jesse and the two took off. But before being suctioned by the portal, Harry tried to say something but nobody hear what he said. HR joked about what he was trying to say. But no one thought it was funny.

“So, do you have a Big belly burger on earth 1?” HR asked.

“Some things never change…”

//////*\\\

“Where will he stay?” You asked.

“Harry stayed here.” Cisco said. “ But I’m not sure of letting him alone here….”

“And what do you suggest?” Wally asked.

“He can come with me.” You said “ I can keep an eye on him”

“You’re sure, (y/n)? “ Barry asked.

“Yes don’t worry”

////*\\

Everyone had already leaved when HR approached you with a charming smile.

“How come you are still here, Miss (y/n)?”

“I volunteered myself to take you in. You can stay with me in my home or stay here alone.”

“I would never deny a beautiful girl” He kissed your hand and smiled cheekily.

You laughed, he was cute.

“What are we waiting for! LET’S GO!”

“Okay, okay” You laughed as HR started pulling you towards the exit.

////*\\

Days passed and the team found out that this Harrison Wells knew nothing about science.  Cisco refused to trust HR, and Wally called him a conman. He tried to persuade the team that he can be of some use to them, suggesting ideas, acting as their “muse”, and taking part in the adventures so that he could later write a book about them.

You were disappointed. All of you were. After HR pleaded for them to let him stay and help, Barry allowed HR to stay for some time and try to prove his worth as a teammate, before going back to Earth Nineteen.

You were the most disappointed of all, you even felt a bit betrayed even.

“(Y/n), I’m sorry. I-I didn’t want to disappoint you… But I assure you I can be useful!”

“I …I know you are useful, HR. You may not be as good in science as the other Harrison, but you have charisma and you are a skilled trainer and leader. You don’t have to prove it to me. It doesn’t matter what the other say, HR. I trust you”

HR smiled at you and your heart fluttered. A warm feeling pooled in your belly.

/////*\\\

(Y/n) was really nice. She was the only one who really made me feel welcomed. I think I’m in love with her.

But really,

Who wouldn’t?

With her beautiful (e/c) eyes, those luscious pink lips, her silky (h/c) locks and that sexy body.

God

She turned me on so much.

It’s hell on earth since I’ve been living with her. Seeing her in pajamas, and bumping with her in the bathroom, only a towel covering her body.

Gotta say, I needed to “ take care of a problem”  after the incident.

If you know what I mean.

Also, seeing her panties and bras in the hamper… I t made warm pool in my tummy.

God, (y/n) what are you doing to me?

/////*\\\

“So, what  movie you want to see?”

“This one! I haven’t seen this on earth 19” sais HR, Titanic in hand.

“Titanic? You’ve never seen Titanic?!”

“No, what’s it’s plot?”´

“You don’t have a Titanic in earth 19??”

“No.”

“L-let’s just see the movie” You played the movie.

2 hours later and you were sobbing in HR’s neck as he sobbed in your hair, in the TV, Rose was talking with Jack as he died of hypothermia.

“IN THAT TABLE IS ENOUGH SPACE FOR TWO!!!!!” You sobbed as Jack sank in the blue freezing waters.

“Shhh,(y/n). It’s just a movie.”

“BUT IT HAPPENED IN THE REAL WORLDD”

“WHAT? THE TITANIC WAS REAL”

“YEEESSS”

Sob after sob the two of you fell asleep, your head on his chest and his over yours. His arm made its way toward your waist and yours hugged him.

////*\\

As I waked up a sweet aroma overpowered my nose, a warm body was hugging me. As I looked down I saw the prettiest sight of my life, (y/n) was sleeping in my chest, her warm breath tickled me and her hair made a beautiful (h/c) halo around her adorable face. Her rosy cheeks and her half open lips looked glossy.

I had the need to kiss her.

….

Okay, okay

Do more than just kiss her.

“HR?” She said with her adorable i-just-wake-up voice. Her eyes half opened and sleepy giving her a childish look.

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“Make me breakfast”  She rubbed her cute little eyes.” Please.”

“Alright, dear. Just let me hug you a bit more”

/////*\\\

Somethings wrong with you.

You keep having these weird reactions toward HR, like blushing, sweating, butterflies in your tummy…

You talked with Caitlin and Iris about it, they said that you probably were in love with that person.

Pffffftt

YOU in love with HR??

HA! That’s not possible.

Right?

////*\\

Today is the day!

I’m going to tell (y/n) how I feel.

I think she loves me too.

I hope she loves me too.

Today I leaved our house before her and went to local florist, obviously with Randolf Morgan’s appearance. I don’t want to get shot.

I bought (f/f) and in the way towards the lab I stopped at (y/n)’s favorite coffee shop and bought a (f/d) for her and a coffee for me.

Ahh I just hope this will go well!

///*\\

“Where is HR?” Cisco asked you and you raised an eyebrow.

“I thought he was already here. He left before I did.”

“Well, It doesn’t matter. We need to do a quick visit to Star city. Do you wanna come?” Barry asked

“No, don’t worry. I’ll stay here, I got a lot of work.”

“You don’t want to see Roy.”

“NO, it’s not that! What we had is long over. He knows it as I do. I just don’t feel like going to Star city today.”

“Okay, (n/n).  We will be back Wednesday morning.” Barry said.

“Bye, (n/n)! Stay safe!” Cisco said and in a moment they were gone.

As you sat down HR entered the lab, flowers and coffee in hand.

“(y/n)!!! I got a present for youuu!” HR said happily, he gave you the (f/f).

“F-For me? HR you shouldn’t have!” The silly smile made its way to your lips. You kissed  HR’s cheek and he blushed, smiling from ear to ear.

HR gave you the (f/d) and you sipped it happily. HR smiling at you, a twinkle in his eyes. The two of you finished your drinks.

As you sighed happily a moustache of cream from your (f/d), HR looked at you a lustful gleam in his eyes, tongue licking his lips.

“What’s wrong HR?” You asked adorably and HR’s self-control snapped.

Moist lips clashed against yours and HR hands cupped your face, you after coming down from your surprise raised your hands until they hugged HR’s neck.

His tongue licked the cream from your face and you let a breath escape, HR took advantage of this and his tongue explored your mouth, making it HR’s. Your hands went down until you could pinch HR’s butt. He let a moan escape surprised.

Your eyes didn’t leave each other, he smiled lovingly and caressed your cheek.

“I love you,(y/N). I’m in love with you. You’re the only one nice to me and I fell for your adorable self. “

“I love you too, HR” Now you smashed your lips together. Your tongue exploring now HR’s mouth and making it your own.

“The team won’t be back until Wednesday morning.” You smirked and took your shirt off. “ Wanna be bad?” You winked.

“F*CK YEAH!” HR took his own shirt off and kissed you desperately. Clothes flied and fell to the ground meanwhile you two love each other with your hands, mouths and souls.

Since that passionate night the two became a couple, to the surprise of everyone. HR was the most loving boyfriend you ever had. Every day you would wake up with breakfast in bed and after that you two would love each other like the first time.

One morning you waked up to a note in your bedside table, you smiled at HR’s antics and read the note.

“LOOK NO FUTHER THAN HERE, THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERSON IS IN THERE.”

Riddles? What is HR thinking?

You saw the bathroom door ajar and went there. In the mirror your reflection looked at you and in the center of the mirror a note was glued.

“WE SAW SINKING SHIPS AND WE SANK TOGHETER IN OUR EMBRACE”

The living room! You got dressed in a moment and went towards the living room, where a note was stuck on the TV with the most famous scene of Titanic frozen on the tv. You smiled at his cheekiness.

Man, you loved him so much.

You grabbed the note and turned the TV off.

“THE MOST IMPORTANT NIGHT OF OUR TIME WAS SPEND THERE. WE CUDDLES, WE KISSED BUT WE WON’T TELL”

Is he referring to your wild night in the Lab? Where you confessed and made love? Did he want you to go to the Lab?

You grabbed your keys and your car and went to the lab.

“Hello?” You yelled but no one answered. You saw a rose petal path and a note that said.

“FOLLOW THE SCENT AND I WILL GUIDE YOU TOWARD THE PERSON WHO LOVES YOU THE MOST”

You followed the path that leads you toward the Lab. When you entered the Lab you saw the rose petal path end and there saw HR knelt in front of you, a note in his forehead and a velvet box in his hands. Your eyes flood with tears of happiness and you grabbed the note first.

“I love you, (y/n). You are the best thing that ever happened to me. I want to get older beside you, start a family with you, I want to live my life with you. Without you I am not complete.

Please

Will you marry me?”

HR opened the box and a beautiful ring was inside he smiled at you and said

“Will you make me the happiest Harrison of all the alternative earths?”

You kissed him passionately as the two fell to the ground, kissing and laughing.

HR put the ring on your finger and kissed your hand then your neck until his lips sealed with yours.

All your team came out of their secrets hiding places and cheered making you two laughing at their antics.

You two shared a loving kiss.

“I love you HR Wells”

“I love you (y/n) Wells”

The end?

(Promps still open!!)

Dont go: Alex Gaskarth Imagine


She laid in her side and breathed slowly. A hand was underneath her head and the other was grasping my hand. her legs were slightly towards her chest. The oxygen mask covered her small lips and wires were connected to her chest. The beeping of the heart monitor was steady and it kept in time with the rise and fall of her chest.

Her hair was slightly sprawled and her head was buried in the hospital pillow. Her ivory skin was glowing and her cheeks were slightly pink, despise the reason she was in this cold, plain hospital. This isnt how I wanted to spend the break, but its my duty as her older brother. She was like a girl, miniature version of me.

She’s had a heart condition for a while and recently she had an episode which sent her into this god forsaken place. I want her to wake up. I want my little sister to open her eyes and smile like she always did. I want her to stay up with me until 7 am talking about space. I want my little sister to tell me its okay when I have to leave my dogs behind for tour. I want to see her playing football with Zack or dancing like a dork with her “Uncle Jack”. I just want her back.

“Lex, please wake up… I dont want you to go.” I whisper. I lean my forehead against the bed and begin to sob. My breathing becomes shorter by the minute and i begin shaking. The noises in the room become muffled and.i cant stop crying. I cant stop the shaking.

I feel a hand run through my hair and shoot my head up. Alexandras eyes are slightly open and she has a small smile. “Hey there , big brother.” She quietly says in a groggy tone. “Alexandra…” She still lays on her side and her eyes are somewhat open. “Its okay. Im here. Control youre breathing, Alexander.” She says. I nod and pay attention to the words she says.
“I thought i lost you.” I mumble after i catch my breath. “I know I had an episode, but it wasnt severe. Im not going anywhere for a long time. And, im hoping you arent either.” I squeeze her hand and cover her up more with the blanket. “I’ll be right here. I mean, i am your brother.” I slightly laugh. Her smile grows a bit wider, “And a dorky one at that.”

We’re interuppted by a nurse walking in. I look up at the nurse and im drawn into her by her eyes. Her eyes are soft and shining, and her skin glows. She shoots a smile that could light up the world. “How are we today, Alexandra?” She asks my sister. “That jello from yesterday has been on my mind all night.” Alexandra replies. The nurse laughs and turns towards me. “Im sort of starstuck to be in the prescence of Alex Gaskarth.”

I smile and look down at the ground and feel the heat rise in my cheeks. She kneels down next to me and faces Alexandra. “So, jello and youre favorite lunch? I have connections for my favorite.” She winks at my sister. Alexandra nods and smiles. The nurse turns towards me, “Sorry for being weird.” She giggles. “I think its adorable how you havent let go of her hand since ive been in here.” She smiles. She stands up and holds out her hand. “Oh, by the way… my name is Y/N.”

Harry and louis have waited for so long to finally spot the lucky little girl they’ve been wanting to adopt for years. Louis was getting impatient while Harry stays calm, full of hope as they enter the last adoption center for the day, hand in hand.

Once they get in, Louis’ eyes widen in happiness, “Erm, Harold, I think that’s her” He shoots a sheepish grin towards Harry. He follows Louis’ gaze and sees a little curly haired girl playing happily with her friends, her giggles echoes through their ears.

Louis talks to the head of the center, while Harry adores the little girl from a distance. She notices him and walks over “Are you my new daddy?”
Harry’s heart flutters from her gentle voice, his eyes started watering “Yes, I am. What’s your name, love?” She giggles “Stella”

Her eyebrows furrow from confusion “But where’s my mummy?” Harry’s face softens and replies “erm, well, you have two daddies, actually.” And points toward Louis’ direction.

IS IT WEIRD I CAN IMAGINE THIS HAPPENING IN IN THE NEAR FUTURE O MY GOSH

Christmas Goodies-Sammy Wilkinson Imagine

 

            “Do I have too?” You asked your mom as she filled your arms with cookies and cupcakes she had tricked you to make.

            “Yes, the Wilkinson’s love your goodies, you know this.” She answered, shoving a Christmas bag filled with cupcakes into my open hand and filling my arms up.

            “Yeah, but why cant you give it to them?” You asked again, feeling your stomach tighten with the sickening butterflies of nervousness. There was a difference between making the goodies and making the goodies to give to them, if you had known it would be the latter you wouldn’t have done it in the first place and gave into your mom’s puppy dog eyes when she had asked you.

            “Honey,” Your mom said while opening the front door, “all you’re doing is knocking on the door, giving them the goodies and coming back, what is so hard about that?”

            It was a loaded answer, you could give your mom a hundred reasons as to why you hated doing this. First of all, Mrs. Wilkinson was your mom’s best friend, not yours. She was the kind of best friend that would come over random nights to crack open a couple bottles of wine and talk like the two hadn’t seen each other in years, but just because Mrs. Wilkinson was friendly with your mom doesn’t mean her son was very friendly too you, unlike her two older daughters, Emily and Annie, and her older son, Ben, where they still smiled at you. Secondly, you couldn’t stand walking to someone’s house to give them treats for Christmas, it was weird and you weren’t good with people. Normally, because you were somehow granted with the talent of making incredible cookies and cupcakes, you just told people you watched a lot of Cake Boss and Food Network, your mom would have you make the goodies and that was it, she would go out and distribute them but this year she was having you go across the street to the Wilkinson’s.

            Instead of monologue-ing, you just offered her a tilt of your head as your last attempt to have her do it. “But they like you more!” It was true, the family adored your mom.

            “Because I still have to prepare for tomorrow,” She answered and it was slightly true, she was still getting the house and food ready for Christmas day, which happens to be tomorrow.

            “But-“

            “Just go, young lady.” She said, pointing towards their house.

            You took a deep breath and huffed it out before turning around and walking into the dark night. It was weird that at 6 oclock in the evening, it was all but pitch black out, the only light coming from the Christmas lights and street lights. You sucked in a breath and held it in when you realized that you had your curly hair up in a bun on the top of your head, leggings on and an oversized sweater that pooled around you, plus no coat and the weather decided to be bitterly cold out and nip at your skin, turning your pale cheeks immediately rosy and your nose pink.

            “God damn it,” You muttered to yourself when you noticed the black jeep that belonged to Jack Gilinsky sitting in their driveway. Maybe you could just hand over the goodies and get the hell out, but then again Mrs. Wilkinson loved having you in the house, just like when you were little and followed Sam and his friends around, but when Middle School hit he had decided that he was a bit too good for the daughter of his mom’s best friend. You went to go knock on the door but it swung open and you found Mrs. Wilkinson staring at you with a big smile.

            “Hi, sweetie, your mom just sent a text saying you were walking over.” She greeted.

            “Hi, Mrs. Wilkinson,” You smiled but your teeth chattered.

            “Come on in, Y/N, it’s cold and I haven’t seen you in months.” She said and held the door open for you to come in.

            “Mrs. Wilkinson, you were over last night.” You smiled shyly, just wanting to give her the gifts and head home, you had a really good book and Tumblr waiting for you.

            Mrs. Wilkinson rested against the door and gave you her pretty hazel eyes and gentle smile, “You could’ve made this a lot easier on yourself if you actually came out of that room of yours when I do come over,”

            You took a deep breath and felt yourself begin to smile out of being caught, she knew your  game, or your mom ratted out on you. You stepped into the warm house and was greeted by the different smells that represented Christmas, the sweet smell of the pine from the Christmas tree, the sharpness of the cinnamon coming from her kitchen and the bonfire smell coming from their fireplace. Even though it was a short walk from your front door to theirs, you still felt yourself begin to thaw in the heat of their home.

            “Let me help you, honey.” She said and took the two containers from your arms and had you follow her through the hallway and into her large kitchen where you found Ben and Emily sitting at the breakfast bar where they were probably talking with their mom as she prepared for tomorrow.

            When the siblings saw you after their mom and the treats you had in your hands their eyes immediately brightened. “Finally!” Ben said and stood up from his spot.

            “Are those what I hope they are?” Emily asked as you placed the bag on the kitchen table and began to unpack the bag as their mom opened the container of snicker doodles, sugar cookies with the little designs, and the gingerbread men.

            “If you’re talking about the Christmas cookies and cupcakes then yeah,” You said carefully as Ben came up behind you and took his pick of the soft sugar cookies.

            “I could eat these for days,” You heard Ben grumble from behind you. “They always make me gain 10 pounds after, but I don’t care.” He said after he took a bite of the cookie and offered you a swift kiss to the cheek. Ben was always a sweetheart when you did show your face around the family.

            “Oh thank god,” Emily sighed and got up from her spot as you laid out the different cupcakes you made and decorated, making more of the chocolate peppermint ones because those were the ones that Mrs. Wilkinson and her family raved about every time you made them, sometimes Mrs. Wilkinson would pop over in the middle of July, wondering if you could just make two for her and her husband.

            “Better call Sammy and Jack down so they can get a taste before you and Ben eat them all,” Mrs. Wilkinson said to Emily and her words were the warning that you should get home.

            “Well, I should get home,” You said and stepped back from the table, folding your fingers in front of you.

            It was like domino effect, first Ben’s head snapped up to look at you, then Mrs. Wilkinson, and then Emily, who stopped in her tracks to look at you. “No way in hell, you have to show me how to make these!” Ben argued and you laughed softly.

            “I really should go, it’s Christmas Eve, you probably have plans, and your mom is preparing for tomorrow.” You said, trying to think of any excuse to just go home so you don’t have to see Sam and his friend. You spent 7 years blended into the walls of the school, you hadn’t really seen him within those 7 years other than the occasional family bonding time you and their family did.

            Emily laughed as she continued on heading into the hallway, “Please, Y/N we don’t really do anything on Christmas eve,” She then yelled to Sam, “Sammy! The goodies from the Y/L/N’s are here!”

            “I,”

            Ben pointed at you, “You’re staying,”

            “I agree, we haven’t seen you in months.” Mrs. Wilkinson said and grabbed a cupcake while heading into her kitchen and that was the end of the discussion, when Mrs. Wilkinson walked away from you that was the end of it and everyone knew it.

            You sighed and Ben smiled at you before taking a seat at the breakfast bar, you felt Emily walk up to you and offer you a side hug before guiding you to a chair between her and Ben at the breakfast bar. “So where’s Annie and Mr. Wilkinson?” You asked slightly missing Annie and her dark hair and really gorgeous face. This whole family was gorgeous, which wasn’t a surprise because they all came from gorgeous parents.

            As Mrs. Wilkinson went back to making 10 thins at once while going to answer you, she stopped short when you all listened to the herd of trampling feet coming down the stairs and racing down the hallway all to stop short in the kitchen. “Oh thank fuck, finally.” Sam mumbled when he saw the display of goodies. “I was praying Em wasn’t lying.”

            “Samuel, language, we have a guest,” Mrs. Wilkinson scolded and nodded your way.

            You twisted around and saw Sam’s hazel eyes staring at you, plus the dark brown eyes of Jack Gilinsky. Jack was the first one to smile at you, “Hey, Y/N, long time no see.”

            You offered a half smile, “Hey, Jack.”

            As if Sam didn’t understand how Jack knew your name he looked at Jack with confusion as Jack leaned forward and took pick at the goodies you just bought, when Jack realized that Sam was staring at him he shrugged. “Y/N practically saved me from Chemistry,”

            Sam nodded and then looked at you, “Hey, Y/N.”

            “Hi,” You said before you turned back around to find Mrs. Wilkinson smiling at you and Sam, she and your mom always thought you and Sam would end up dating and get married and offer grandbabies, so every time you and Sam had the slightest encounter she would get all slap happy.

            “Here we go,” Ben muttered next to you, seeing his mom’s grin.

            You burst out laughing but then covered it up as you looked at Ben, who then decided to grin at your outburst. “Shh,” You scolded him before going back to the conversation you were having with his mom.

            “Annie won’t be here for a couple hours, and Mr. Wilkinson got pulled into work for a couple hours,” Mrs. Wilkinson said.

            You heard two groans of pleasure from behind you, you turned around and saw  Sam biting into a cupcake, along with Jack. Both with faces of pleasure but it was Jack who spoke, “Y/N, marry me.”

            You blushed but Ben spoke up, “Sorry, man, I’ve already called her.”

            You laughed when both boys heads snapped up but then Sam spoke, “Wait, what, no.”

            “Like you’re gonna put a ring on her finger? Yeah right,” Ben said while bumping his knee against yours, he got a kick out of you and Sam too but just did a lot more teasing.

            “I might if she’ll bake like this all the time,” Sam said with wide eyes.

            “Nope, sorry guys me and Y/N already have our wedding planned,” You heard Emily say behind you and wrap her arms around your shoulders and pull you backwards and into her.

            You laughed, “Yep, sorry guys but I’m taken.”

            All the guys stared at you, causing you and Emily to burst out laughing. Once you two calmed down you sat up and stood up, “I really should be going,”

            Ben whined, “Aw come on,”

            “I’ll walk you out,” You heard behind you and you turned your head to see Sam putting down his second cupcake and licking the frosting off of the corner of his mouth, making your belly squeeze suddenly. You went to argue when Ben’s foot taped against the back of your knee lightly, shutting you up immediately.

            “Well me, Em and Annie don’t go back until the 6th of January so we should all go out for dinner or something, or at least me and you,” Ben teased while bumping his hip against yours.

            You laughed and punched his shoulder, but then being wrapped up in his arms. After hugging Emily and then his mom, you wondered why you ever tried your hardest to actually become someone they saw right through, it was only Sam who was an asshole to your in front of friends, his siblings actually adored you and you completely forgot about it.

            “Merry Christmas, Y/N, give your parents love for me.” Mrs. Wilkinson said into your ear as you hugged her tightly.

            “Merry Christmas, Mrs. Wilkinson.” You said as you pulled away.

            You turned to find Sam with his hands dug into the pockets of his tan khakis, Jack offered you a warm smile, “See you soon, Y/N?”

            You smiled back as you walked up at Sam, “Yeah, definitely,” You said, and found Sam’s hand on your lower back, guiding you through the longish hallway.

            It was silent between you too and his hand felt so heavy but you didn’t understand why, as he opened the door for you, you reached for the glass storm door and opened it but then he decided to speak up. “No coat?” He asked.

            You turned and faced him, “Um, no, this sweater is pretty warm,” you lied.

            He nodded and you stepped into the frigid weather, only for his words to stop you again. “It’s probably just Ben being Ben, but is there anything going on between you and my brother?”

            You were now standing on the porch, a couple feet from him. You smiled softly and smiled softly, “It’s only Ben being Ben,”

            Sam nodded and ran his fingers through his hair before rubbing the back of his neck, for some reason his eyes glanced up for a second and you found yourself following his eyes, only to find mistletoe staring down at you. Despite the thought of how cliché this was, you looked back at Sam and offered a smile that only came out when you were completely, off the wall nervous.

“My dad did it to be romantic with my mom,” Sam explained.

You laughed once and then said, “Merry Christmas, Sam,”

            “Wait,” Sam said and stopped you from walking away but grasping your hand softly. You turned to him and craned your head to look up into his eyes, the look in his eyes was so determined and made you want to shrink back because it was also intimidating. But his eyes softened and so did his cheeks, your heart fluttered when his large hands held your face in place, his pinkies brushing against the skin of your neck and the pad of his thumbs brushed the skin of your cheeks. But you felt your heart soar when his pink tongue came out to lick his bottom lip, his jaw then clenching as he lowered his face.

            He sighed into you as the tip of his nose brushed against yours, his lips ghosting over yours, causing your eyes to flutter close right before his lips pressed to yours with a sweet pressure. Sam stepped into you as his hands held your lips against his, he then pulled away for a second, studying your face with your eyes still closed and completely dazed on what just happened. Something about your rosy cheeks and parted lips pulled him back and his lips claimed yours in a more demanding kiss, his lips moving against yours softly, his tongue coming out and running along your bottom lip, before sucking it into his mouth and flicking it tongue against it before he let it go.

            Sam stepped away from you slowly as your eyes opened. You sucked in a stuttering breath as your mind demanded you tell yourself what just happened because you honestly weren’t that sure to begin with. Sam looked just as dazed as you, wondering what he had done, but also wondering why he wanted to follow you back home and up to your room. Instead of doing that, he rubbed the back of his neck.

            “Merry Christmas, Y/N,”

            “You too, Sam.” You said softly as your body turned you around and made head back home. Once you were in the comfort of your own home, and didn’t feel the heat of his gaze on your back, you slumped against the door and got ready for your mom to drill you because you knew his and your parents saw the kiss. 

– Merry Christmas Eve, guys! I did want to read a Sam imagine to do with Christmas, but because I’m not feeling so great confidence wise when it comes to him, I thought I would just give this to you guys, as my Christmas gift to my 4,002 FOLLOWERS, I love you guys so much! I’d love to hear from yoou over the next couple days about Christmas traditions or what you guys did or got, also if you guys liked this imagine! Love you!

BrittanaCon Prompt Project - 5

AUTHOR: orangeyouglad8  (FF account)

PROMPT: Brittany’s never been excited for her nightshifts. Her evening commutes are the worst. That is until one night she bumps into the new busker on the block. Busker!Santana.

PROMPTED BY: knockfivetimes 

RATED: K+

TITLE: Turn Me Into a Crumbling Fool (Crazy for You)

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Brittany hates working at the bar.

She hates it.

Sure, tips are awesome.

She’s hot and she knows how to work it and she can flip a bottle around and around to get attention.

But she hates it.

She feels like a vampire. She comes home late, late, late.

But it’s something to pay the bills and keep her mornings open for auditions.

She just needs to book a few jobs. Get a part.

Then, then she’ll have her foot in the door.

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confessions of the spurned

part five of Confessions

[tag] [chronological]

She’s sitting in the park, staring blankly at the statue of Chat Noir and Ladybug, when he finds her. “Still worrying about me, princess?” he asks, sidling up from behind her to sit beside her.

Marinette’s shoulders tense, and she turns to glare at him, but there’s no force to it. Still, perhaps because it’s daytime, or because her own heart has just been shattered, her response is biting and cruel. “Someone got over his crush fast.”

Chat Noir’s smirk drops immediately. “It wasn’t a crush,” he grits out, his voice already every bit as ragged as it was last night, reminding Marinette more and more that she confessed because of Chat Noir, for Chat Noir.

“This is your fault,” she tells him, dully, and turns away from him.

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anonymous asked:

Hiiii :) can you do a preference about what kind of girl each member of 5sos would go for? Thank you :)

Okay so I’m gonna do this as a blurb thingy


Please don’t be offended/upset if you aren’t what I’ve described this is just my personal opinion of what sort of girl I see them with and any of the boys would be lucky to have you ^_^

I picture Ashton with a very happy go lucky girl who would be a role model for the 5sos fam as she’d be really friendly and have an average body shape, as in she wouldn’t be supermodel skinny. I think he’d go for a shorter girl, maybe with light brown hair, dip-dyed blonde maybe? Personality wise, I think she’d be really talkative and a little crazy, but knows when to be serious. The fam would love her because she’d always interact with them and help them get followed and stuff and I think she’d maybe be a college student or something rather than being in the music business.

Luke would probably go for a musician, similar in personality to him- shy but with a crazy side. She’d bring him out of his shell quite a bit and would be the sort of girl who’d prefer to stay in and watch disney movies than go out partying. Looks-wise, I think she’d be average height (bc he’s a giant) and be quite a girly girl? Idk I see him with someone who likes vintage things and has really soft hair and is really adorable and kinda dorky once you get to know them.

Calum would suit a girl who was more of a party animal and really hot?? Like she’d have curves but would also be really sweet and caring towards everyone. The 5sos fam would love her bc she’d clearly love cal and always chat to the fans and I think she’d have a few friends in the fam. I see Calum with a dancer or a guitarist maybe in a band and she’d be really weird and crazy,  possibly with a few tattoos. I feel like Calum would go for someone really friendly and chatty and she’d probably have long dark hair with really pretty eyes.

I see Michael with me a girl quite similar to him in the sense that she’d be nerdy and a little dorky. I think she’d love to read and she’d be the one in the relationship to get things done bc we all know Michael wouldn’t even get out of bed if he didn’t have to. Sleeping would be one of her favourite things to do and she’d probably have a similar music taste to Mike and he’d take her to concerts and stuff and she’d be really lovely to the fans and would always stop and chat to them, although she probably wouldn’t be as close as Cal’s girl. Looks-wise I think she’d have some piercings, maybe her nose and belly button? I think she’d have coloured hair but it wouldn’t really matter whether it was short or long and maybe she’d have some tattoos but probably nothing huge.

Sorry if that was horrible


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Today’s Memory (12/14)

Idea from the prompt by missyousofaar to the Captain Swan Network.

During the Spell of Shattered Sight Emma and Elsa defeat the Snow Queen but are turned into children in the process. How does the town deal with two magically gifted little girls, especially when one develops a crush on a certain pirate? Also on ff.net.  Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7  Part 8  Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 on Tumblr.

Huge thanks to venagrey for the beta on this! Thanks to all those who are so excited to see what happens next! Hope it doesn’t disappoint. 

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“No. No. No,” Killian cried as the flash of light faded and Emma and Elsa were nowhere to be found. He couldn’t believe this was happening, again.

"Where did they go?” Anna asked. She turned and looked at the confused faces surrounding her. Kristoff pulled her into his arms; his face pinched, as though bracing for the worst.

Anna gasped. “Do you think they're…?” she trailed off, unable to finish the thought that almost everyone was thinking.

"They aren’t dead. They’re fine. They just went somewhere else.” Henry spoke firmly, looking at the shocked faces around him. "Mom has gotten really good at teleporting. She must have accidentally taken them somewhere else.”

Killian gave him a sharp look. The lad was right; it was possible that while focusing on being an adult, Emma had somehow relocated them in the process.

“Henry is right,” David spoke up as he pulled the boy into a side hug. "We just need to go and find them. It’s what this family does best.” Snow gave her husband a small smile. Killian felt a little burst of hope push back at the despair that was still threatening to consume him.

“Well, where should we start?” Anna asked. Everyone started answering at once. Killian ignored them; he didn’t have patience for talking. He needed to move, to act.

He strode for the door.

“Oh. I guess we are just going, then?” Anna exclaimed as he passed. 

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Sleepwalking, Ch. 3

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Also on AO3!


Chapter 3.

After that night, and an angry talk with Plagg in the morning, Adrien and his kwami decided it would be best to just lock the windows in the evening, and – whatever Adrien was to say to Plagg – the kwami was not allowed to transform him after sunset without a good reason.

“But you begged me to transform you again,” the kwami said, pouting, “You promised me you were awake!”

“Well, I obviously wasn’t,” Adrien responded with a sigh. “Didn’t anything about the way I talked or looked at you seem weird? It must have!” Adrien had done his research. Sleepwalkers’ eyes were supposed to be wide open, their gaze cloudy and lifeless. It was surprising enough that he had been able to talk clearly while he was sleepwalking, but that Plagg hadn’t realised how weird he must have acted was something Adrien could not believe. Yet on the other hand, the kwami was probably just tired and not in for a discussion, when all he wanted was to sleep.

“Just don’t listen to me next time, and take care that the windows stay closed. I don’t want to scare Marinette again,” the blond boy muttered, while he packed his bag for school.

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Newcomer Story for Gabi (and everyone else who wants to read)

Hi Gabi! Just wanted to share my “newcomer” story. I have always had friends who have been directioners, and I’ve always heard about 1D but never became a proper “fangirl” until this year  (I am a senior at a small private Christian school in the south) anywayssss most of my friends didn’t (and still don’t) believe in Larry Stylinson but I remember hearing something vaguely about it and thinking “that is so ridiculous no one honestly believes that do they?” I honestly don’t remember how or why but the day of the release of FOUR back in November something clicked inside my brain and I became OBSESSED. I went and bought the album late at night, started watching their videos on Youtube, and I was just drawn to Harry Styles. He seemed so hot and I remembered narratives from back when I was familiar with them and his “womanizer” image so I kept that. I was so set on him being straight. I even wrote a Harry het fic. ( I cringe when I read it now, YIKES.) Well, then I started seeing things. Among them, his interesting choice floral shirts (his clothing in general), his “not that important” quote, I read the “don’t knock it till you try it” interview, and finally when I saw a video of him kissing James Cordon from a while back (2012?) I was like “noooo. nooo way he’s straight.” I was a little disappointed to be honest :) But what really convinced me that Harry was gay was this thought: “If I was Harry’s girlfriend, or a girl that Harry was courting, there is no way in HELL I would 1) think that was okay 2) think he wasn’t gay or at least bi-curious.” so THEN I finally stumbled upon Larry videos (THANKS ELLIE) and things just started clicking. Harry always looked so uncomfortable when interviewers asked him about women. Or he would get this smug look on his face like “you have nooo idea”. Haylor had always seemed awkward as hell so I had no doubt THAT was a PR stunt. And then I remembered a video I watched of Harry at British Fashion Week (BFW) when he went to support Cara Delavingne and he said “that’s not my girl, I know what you’re doing” but like, why would he go to her show BY HIMSELF and then expect people to not think anything of it?? I soon realized that there was one person Harry seemed completely at ease with, someone who made him laugh and giggle and just put all of his walls down and that was Louis Tomlinson. Now, ever since I had heard of 1D and been vaguely familiar with Louis I had thought he was gay. I just did. But when I saw him and became familiar again with him after the release of FOUR I was shocked. He seemed so different. His actions weren’t as flamboyant or flowy, he just seemed changed. HIS BEARD WAS A HUGE SURPRISE. I WAS USED TO HIS BABY FACE (NO PUN INTENDED HAHAHA) but I must admit at the start of my 1D obsession back in November I was an Elounor shipper. Seriously, Eleanor Calder was everything I wanted to be: beautiful, uni student getting an education, skinny, perfect life, DATING A BOYBANDER. I was obsessed with her, pretty much. I followed her on instagram, kept up with her Twitter (she hadn’t tweeted anything since April but WHATEVER MAYBE SHE WAS BUSY, OKAY???111!), and even followed a tumblr account that was Elounor extravaganza. Larry for me was a secret guilty pleasure. I remember I would look up “larry stylinson” tags on instagram and tumblr because I just thought you all were SO funny. After the “Night Changes” music video came out I was literally rolling on the floor with you all’s comments about Ben Winston and his sucky directing. I just kept falling deeper and deeper into this damned rabbit hole and I started seeing the old Louis. Glimpses of him. It would appear in a flash in his eyes or in his smile, and can I tell you something? I realized it was mostly while looking at Harry. Honestly. So I kept doing some more investigation (my grades at school by this point. ALSO YIKES but whatevs) and I saw the TATTOOS. THE DAMN TATTOOS. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. To me at first that wasn’t a big deal because, well, I don’t understand much about tattoos or anything like that but now, when I’m having a day when I doubt myself about Larry I just “THEY HAVE 6 MATCHING TATTOOS AND LOUIS SAID HE USED TO NOT LIKE THEM BUT HE HAS SIX MATCHING ONES WITH HARRY” yup. That’s a direct quote. So back to this amazing story I started realizing what a bitch Modest management was and how fucked up they are. The separation of these two boys who were inseparable on stage and now didn’t even as much as smile at each other was a big indicator as well. “REALLY? YOU CAN’T GIVE YOUR SUPPOSED LADDY BRO PAL CHIPS YOU HAVE TO SET IT DOWN SOMEWHERE SO THAT HE CAN GET THEM HIMSELF? WHAT” (also a direct quote tbh)  and then I also saw that ridiculous video where someone was motioning to Harry to shake Louis’ hand and I wanted to cry. So then came watching the X Factor video diaries (especially 3 & 4) and I couldn’t even watch them all the way through. Like, I had to pause the damn video five or six times to regain composure and just cool myself down from watching those two lovesick puppies. The last step I had to take towards completely believing in Larry was still Eleanor. She was a mystery to me. It seemed like Louis’ family loved her, she loved them, even Anne and Gemma seemed to like her just fine. One day just for kicks and giggles I decided to look up “Eleanor Calder and Harry Styles” on Google, way before I had any knowledge of Larry. It just seemed to me that Harry and El had to be good friends because Louis and Harry were good friends and that just seemed like the “laddy bro pal” thing to do. Right? Your best friend has been dating a girl for three years (who you supposedly introduced him to-but I’ll get to that shadiness later) so you and her are obviously the bestest of friends right? RIGHT? WORNG. SO FUCKING WRONG. I saw maybe one picture, and I’m sure it was a manip of them together and then an interaction of them on Twitter (which I’m pretty sure is a manip as well?) and that was it. Jay only seemed to mention her when they were 1) promoting something (fucking Yorkshire tea train-can you say "awkward as hell”) or when they were at a concert. I remember seeing this video of Eleanor and Danielle and Dan and Jay outside the TCA studios and Jay and Dan didn’t even look at Eleanor. Nothing. And this was when I was an Elounor shipper Y’ALL. I just re-watched it and Jay looks like she’s about stab a bitch. There’s even a part where Jay walks the crosswalk with Dan and completely leaves Eleanor and Danielle standing there. I MEAN. I don’t know about you all but if my son had a girlfriend that I just absolutely LOVED and ADORED I would probably be like “look hun, let’s walk the crosswalk" or SOMETHING. Just… and Dan is like “what have I gotten myself into holy hell” it’s quite a video… Jay actually seems more friendly towards Danielle than Eleanor. So I started seeing holes in the stories and all of the shadiness between the Tomlinson/Deakins and their relationship with Eleanor and Eleanor is just weird. Like, where did she come from? Who is she? All we know about her is her age, her name, where she goes to uni, a couple of her friends, and every piece of clothing she owns. (SHE HAS A FUCKING DEAL WITH TOPSHOP. TOPSHOP) Plus, all or Elounor’s pics are hq and they just look awkward. I’m sorry, they do. It got to the point where I was bored of shipping something that never seemed to have depth to it. How boring are they? Good. You’re gorgeous, perfect, graduating with honors at uni, get along just smashingly with your bf’s family… like SNORE ZZZZ. No relationship is that “perfect”. I’ll repeat that again: no. relationship. is. that. perfect. If you actually believe they are dating and you dig deeper and see what Louis has commented about her you would really hate him. The no x3 incident? IF I HAD BEEN DATING A MAN FOR 3 DAMN YEARS, GIVEN MY LIFE UP TO HIM, JETTED OFF TO WHEREVER JUST TO BE WITH HIM, LIVED WITH HIS ASS AND HIS ANSWER TO IF HE WAS ENGAGED TO ME WAS “NO NO NO” I WOULD…. JUST… OHMYGOD. People comment “oh he was surprised” THE FUCK. SURPRISED? YOU’VE BEEN DATING THE GIRL FOR 3 YEARS. Couples literally date for a week and they’re thinking about baby names and wedding themes and where they’re going to live. WHAT? “no nO NO”  is not acceptable. Let’s just say he WAS caught off guard. THAT’S STILL NOT ACCEPTABLE. I mean, Liam calls his gf “the missus” and they’ve been dating for like a year. A damn year. If he was really dating Eleanor that would just. I would just. I would feel bad for her.  Seriously, and since I’m on that rant I would like to say i have NEVER heard Louis Tomlinson say anything cheesy or romantic about Eleanor. He has NEVER. It’s always “me and my girlfriend Eleanor” “me and Eleanor” like??? Finally, this moment was a while back but 1D were at a radio interview and the interviewer says something like “you’ve been on the road and you’ve been very faithful” and Harry starts fucking LAUGHING and Louis turns and looks at HARRY. HE PHYSICALLY TURNS HIS BODY TO FACE HARRY AND GIVES HIM A LOOK. WHAT. EVENFhsjkdbfkj. I WOULD KILL MY BOYFRIEND IF HE DID THAT SHIT. Louis also doesn’t know how long they’ve dated 5 months, 6 years, 2 weeks, 12 hundred centennials? All the motherfucking same to him!! Louis just seemed like a HUGE indifferent jerk face to me until I started seeing the REAL him. The loving, sassy, protective, caring, PRIVATE Louis. It surprised me so bad to see him protective over his family, his friends, and especially some scrummy kid names Harry Edward Styles. I started seeing the old gentle FLAMBOYANT Louis and that’s just the beginning of everything, there is so much, SO MUCH MORE. Louis and his fonds, Harry and his fonds, MIA days, “sick days”, Leeds bracelet, wedding bracelet. God. I could talk for ages. I kind of went off into fangirl mode and this is probably the longest thing I’ve ever written ever but it’s literally just a snippet. So yeah, sorry you had to read all of this :)

Wonderland (Chapter 6)

Chapter 6

It’s been two months since Taylor’s birthday. The two occasionally bounce between New York and LA to see one another when their schedule permits. Their time spent together range from friendly chats to having sex rather often. The line between friendship and lovers is obviously not present for them, but Karlie for the most part still addresses Taylor as her friend with major benefits and she’s more than content with it. Taylor, on the other hand, decides to just not comment on their status. She loves every moment she spends with Karlie and adores the model so she’s also content right now.

But now, fashion week is coming up and Karlie will be super busy. Karlie decided to spend the weekend with Taylor in LA before she left for a month and a half to participate in multiple fashion weeks. Her first stop: New York.

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Karlie was placing open-mouth kisses along Taylor’s breast before the older girl pulled her up to see her face-to-face and then smashing her lips roughly onto Karlie’s. Karlie immediately opened her mouth to allow the entrance of Taylor’s tongue.

During the intense make-out, Taylor rolled on top of Karlie’s naked form and rub Karlie’s clit with her thumb. Karlie’s moans grew louder into Taylor’s mouth, which encouraged Taylor to move her fingers at a faster pace.

Taylor quickly shoved two fingers into Karlie’s opening and Karlie bit down on Taylor’s bottom lip and her nails were dug into Taylor’s shoulder blades. Taylor moaned at the pain mixed with pleasure.

Taylor added a third finger and continued to rub at Karlie’s clit with her thumb. Taylor penetrated her fingers at a rapid pace before slowing down and curling her fingers into Karlie’s g-spot making the girl moan out Taylor’s name loudly as she came.

“I’m gonna miss being around you.” Karlie admitted after she came down from her high.

Taylor planted a sweet kiss on Karlie’s right temple before saying, “I’m gonna miss you, too.”

“Are you hungry?” Taylor asked.

“Kinda.”

“Mm, let’s go raid my kitchen.” Taylor said as she got up to search for her shirt and shorts thrown somewhere onto her floor.

“I can’t get up,” Karlie said followed by an adorable pout.

“Get your lazy ass up, babe.”

Karlie extended her lengthy arm towards Taylor indicating for her to help her up. As she pulled her up, Karlie purposefully bumped in Taylor to give a slight graze of her teeth onto Taylor’s cheek.

“You’re so weird, Karls.” Taylor snickered at Karlie’s habit of biting.

“Whatever, you totally dig it.” Karlie said as she plucked up her shorts and v-neck that were thrown onto the floor haphazardly.

“Sure, now let’s go!” Taylor exclaimed as she hopped onto Karlie’s back.

“Have you not been riding me enough?” Karlie smirked at the innuendo.

Taylor blushed, “I need the ride considering I’ve been doing all the work.”

“You know I need to save my energy for the runway, babe.” Karlie said as she wobbled down the steps.

“Well you’re slacking because I feel like I’m about to fall.”

“Blame yourself for making my knees weak.”

Smooth

“So what do you want to eat?” Taylor asked when they got to her kitchen. Karlie proceeded to hop onto the high chairs in front of the island and grunting a bit when she landed too hard eliciting a smirk from Taylor.

“Whatever you have will be fine or a cookie.”

Taylor laughed at the model’s sweet tooth.  Taylor went ahead and tossed Karlie one of her own cookie from her cookie line and grabbed one for herself and bottle of wine.  The two then proceeded into the living room.

“Have you been watching Dexter without me?” Taylor asked as they plopped down onto the couch with Taylor sprawling her legs over Karlie’s lap.

“Course not, babe. It wouldn’t be the same watching it without you.” Karlie replied sweetly as she placed her hand on Taylor’s thigh.

Taylor smiled and turned on Netflix on her smart TV and played Dexter.

***

Karlie was up and out her apartment by 7AM and was heading towards the subway. During fashion week in New York she avoided driving because it was a pain in the ass to find parking and it was a chance to just relax before she gets her hair tugged and a pound of make-up splattered onto her face.

Morning baby, just wanted to shoot you a text because I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my phone on me for a while :( - Karlie

Morning texts to Taylor were a part of her routine now. Even though she knows it’s only 4AM in LA right now and Taylor was probably still knocked out, she still sent her text. As she expected no response form Taylor, which she was fine with.

Karlie made her way into the building and was greeted by multiple models already.

“Hey Anja, your hair looks so sexy.”

“Hello Devon! Gorgeous as ever, hun!”

“Isabel! I haven’t seen you in forever! You look amazing. We should grab a drink sometime, yeah?”

Karlie flirted all too naturally when she saw familiar faces. She couldn’t help herself and didn’t think it meant anything.

Karlie’s walking for Versace and Oscar De La Renta today and she was beyond excited about the Versace walk because she knew Cara would be there. The girl told her that she’ll be staying at a hotel this time around, which surprised Karlie but she didn’t question her.

Karlie took a seat at her make-up chair; waiting to be dolled up when she felt someone hand’s covering her vision.

“Guess who?” A raspy and blatantly obvious British-accented voice met her ears.

Karlie knew all too well who it was when she turned around to give the Brit a bear-crushing hug.

“Cara!!!” She exclaimed.

Cara laughed, “Miss you too, babe!”

Karlie eventually let her go after hugging her for just a minute too long.

“You bitch, you’ve been so m.i.a. on me.” Karlie said sternly, but Cara knows there’s no venom laced with her words. Cara laughed as she took a seat next to Karlie.

“You mean YOU’VE been m.i.a. on me! How many people have you been screwing?” Cara joked with a laugh.

Karlie was about to retaliate when she saw a very familiar face standing just two feet away from them and when she meant “familiar” she means she has seen her on TV.

“Why is Michelle Rodriguez backstage and so close to us?” Karlie asked.

“Oh, she’s with me. Hey babe, you want to go hang out for a bit? I’ll be right with you after I finish catching up with Karls.”

“Sure thing, I’ll go grab a coffee. Want one?” Michelle asked.

“Yes please,” Cara said and sealed it with a kiss before Michelle made her way out.

Karlie gave Cara a confused look before diverting her line of vision to a departing Michelle Rodriguez.

“Hold up, are you dating Michelle Rodriguez?”

“Yeah, kinda,” Cara responded rather nonchalantly.

“What the hell? I didn’t even know you knew her.”

“Rihanna introduced us to each other at a party and we kind of just hit it off.”

“Like fucked and she’s still sticking around or…?”

“More like we mutually wanted to stick around.”

“Wow! Look at you! This is like a milestone for you.” Karlie joked.

Cara chuckled a bit, “But honestly, I kind of really dig her. She’s rad as hell.”

“That’s crazy, Caz. I mean, you told me you were fooling around with a hot girl, but I didn’t think it was her nor did I think you would settle down.”

“It just happens, you know? I mean, it feels right to be around her and the sex is fucking amazing. Like, why would I want other sex?”

Karlie chuckled before saying, “I totally understand.”

“Oh yeah? Has someone tied you down? I mean, you haven’t been telling about anyone new these days. Have you been lying to me, Karls?”

“To you? Never. I’ve still just been hanging out with Taylor.”

“Hanging out or…hanging out?”

“Both.”

“Wow Karls, I can’t believe Taylor Swift tied you down.”

“I’m not tied down! We just hang out pretty often. She flies to New York when she’s free and I fly to LA to see her when I’m free.”

“Tell me why you would waste money and time flying to opposite ends of the country for just great sex.”

Karlie kept mummed.

“What’s stopping you, Karls? You totally dig this girl and she obviously digs you too. You’re even monogamous right now!”

Karlie paused for a moment before answering, “I don’t want to hurt her… Let’s take a lovely stroll through my last “relationship”.” Karlie said sarcastically while putting air quotes around “relationship”.

“I broke Jourdan’s heart and lost my best friend. Not saying that Jourdan should’ve seen it coming, but if I break Taylor’s heart, I don’t know how I’ll live with myself. Taylor’s a more emotional person than Jourdan, you know? I don’t want to be on her list of ‘people who broke my heart’. After all that she’s been through, she really does not deserve that.”

Karlie continued before Cara could respond, “I’m saying this as if she has feelings for me as a fact. I don’t know how she’s been viewing all this either because we did agree on it being no strings attached.”

Cara cleared her throat, “1. You’re an idiot if you think she has no feelings for you. 2. You learned from your mistakes with Jourdan and you obviously don’t want to make those mistakes again. Just you saying all of this means something, Karls. Have faith in yourself.”

Karlie smiled, but a make-up artist came over before she could say what she wanted to say.

“We have all month, babe.” Cara said with a loving smile.




A/N: What’s a better time to update than right after Kaylor just killed the whole fandom? 

I didn’t get to see the video before it got deleted and I want to cry. D; 

Hope you guys enjoyed this! Love you guys! MWAH