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Life Imitates Art: Part 3

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky Barnes is a worldwide movie star. What happens when his world is turned upside down after meeting an amateur actress? (Inspired by Singin’ in the Rain)

Part 1 Part 2

A/N: Bucky is kinda a douche in this one.

Originally posted by lowkeysebastianstan


When you got to your apartment, you were rushing. You had to be at a performance soon and you weren’t ready. 

“Where have you been?!” Your roommate and friend, Wanda, asked. She was already in her costume.

“You would not believe the day I’ve had!”

“Well dress up and tell me on the way! Everyone’s already there!”

“Okay! Okay! I’m working on it!”

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Feel My Legs - Joe Sugg

Requested: No

Request: Open

A/N: I got this idea bc i finally shaved my legs in like forever. Also this is somewhat shorter than my usual length. I am getting to request so just be patient por favor. 

Originally posted by gabbyreallyneedsalife


I had just finished taking my shower was putting my robe on. I had recently got this new EOS shaving cream that makes you skin really soft and I had tried it out. I hadn’t felt my legs because I was just too excited. I tied my robe shut and wrapped my hair up with my towl. It was finally time to feel my legs. I ran my hands down my legs. 

“Oh. My. God!” I squealed of excitement. 

“Y/N? You okay?” called my boyfriend, Joe Sugg, from our shared bedroom. I burst out of the bathroom and saw Joe sitting there on our bed, in front of his camera. 

“Joe, feel my legs.” I said. 

“What?” he said, obviously confused. I walked over to him and put my leg on the bed. 

“Feel the leg Joseph.” I commanded while wiggling my eyebrows. He burst out laughing.

“But why?” he said after containing his laughter. 

“Just do it.” I rolled my eyes. He ran his hand up and down my leg. He’s eyes got wide.

“Y/N, your legs are the softest thing I’ve ever felt.” he admitted. He was still running his hand up and down my leg.

“I know right!” I squealed. I pulled my leg of the bed, and Joe wined. “Joe, there’s no need to whine. You’ll get to feel my legs all night.”

“But I’m filming a video!” he whined some more.  

“Well then stop recording and snuggle with me. It’s almost one in the morning.” I said while walking over to the dressers to pick out something to wear to bed. I pulled out some running shorts and a tank top. I got dressed and then turned around. In bed was Joe, waiting for me. He patted the spot next to him. I laughed, turned the lights off, and then crawled into bed. I snuggled up with Joe. My face on his bare chest, and his feet running up and down my legs. I breathed in his scent. He smelled of vanilla and Nando’s. Two weird scents that delighted my senses. 

“Joe?” I whispered. 

“Hmm.” he hummed. I could feel the vibrations in his chest. 

“You love me right?” I asked him. I sat up so I could look him in the eye. 

“No, I’m in love with your legs.” joked Joe. I swatted his chest in a playful manner. “Fine, fine, of course I love you.”   

“Good, and you smell of Nando’s. Did you get some without me?” I pouted. 

“Maybe.” he said shortly. 

“Joe! You should have gotten some for me!” I said. 

“How about we go out to dinner tomorrow then?” he suggested. 

I pretended to think about it. “Well, I guess I have nothing better to do.” 

“Just give me a kiss.” he told me. I leaned over to him and gave him a peck on the lips. He wrapped me up in his arms so that we were now spooning. 

“I love you too Joe Sugg, and so do my legs.”

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Enjoy the ocean breeze with Angie! 

Attempt 4 of VeeGetBetterAtSceneryBecauseYouNeedToFaceYourFear

This time I brainstormed all the things I liked about the 3 studies before and really focused on colour/mood/lighting/composition/overall polish. For once I’m actually happy with my artwork!

Angie is such a bias wrecker. I was 100% Team Tenk Tank before the demo but man. Angie. Is. A. Bias. Wrecker. Now I love them both!!! 

How do you choose a V3 waifu? You can’t. You simply can’t.

WIP: Here

Danganronpa V3 Countdown is starting very very soon!! Based on the submissions so far I can tell it’s going to be AMAZING! Please go here to join the hype train! 

There will be some changes to this blog, if you follow me @veedraws please read about it over here  Thank you! 

anonymous asked:

Do you guys know some fics where there are in school and they fall in love and have there first time together with some slow burn and long stories? Tanke you 💕

Can’t Help Falling in Love with You

Invisible

Invisible - Part Two

Zayn’s Diary

There’s Light Even In The Darkest Places

I Heard You On The Radio

Mirrors

through the summertime, winter, spring, and fall

Can’t Hold Us.

For All the Stars We Cannot See

False Start

Infinity

so honey hold my hand (girl ziam)

until you believe it

Nobody Knows You Baby (The Way I Do)

Baby, Kiss Me before They turn the Lights Out

But You Held the Ice

Big Brother Talks

I don’t know if you do story requests or not, but I thought I’d go ahead ask for a Valenna fic with Maks acting like a protective older brother to Jenna. Thanks!

Waking up sweating, Val becomes aware of the arm and leg laying across his body. He smiles and scratches up and down that arm. Jenna had slept over last night. They had gone to dinner with Alan, Sharna, Artem, and his girl. They’d been out late, drinking and dancing. Since Jenna had come over to his place before they went out, her car was still there when they got back but she was in no condition to drive even if she wanted to go back to her place, even if she wanted to, which she didn’t.

As he scratches her arm, she continues to sleep. He wants to move her so he isn’t so hot but he also doesn’t want to lose the feeling of having her sleeping on him. He knows she’ll sleep for a while this morning after their long night so he carefully pulls the blankets off of him and out from under her arm and leg. He then grabs for his phone. He sees he has a text from Maks asking him to call him when he can. Val doesn’t want to wake Jenna so he texts Maks instead.

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I’m Here

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,296

Warnings: Major self-hate, language and fluffy feels 

Summary: Well as most of you know I wasn’t having a good night last night and so basically I wrote this up really quick to make myself, and anyone else who is feeling this way, better. Dean comforting the reader after she confesses what she’s been feeling lately :)

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Chapter 2

Normal P.O.V
Zane wakes up feeling alittle groggy and weak from sleeping on the wrong side of the bed(literally). He turns over groaning but as he opens his eyes is meet by another par of eyes"Good Morning sour candy"

Aphmau is downstairs cooking some breakfast flipping pancakes and scrambling the eggs just right. She hears a scream from up stairs with a loud slap sound. Zane comes running down only in a pair of gray striped boxers and is followed by Travis only in white boxers and covering his cheek.“Why were you in my bed…no no…Why are you in my house!!!” Aphmau leans back peeking her head around the corner again seeing them so close as Travis is holding him close to him as Zane’s face is red.
Zane moves from his grasps knowing aphmau might still be here somewhere and looks back at Travis with glaring eyes and Travis smirks with victory.

Later on that day after having breakfast with the two Zane walked out to check on the neighborhood and sees the normal day again with something different. People he hasn’t seen before are walking around the neighborhood talking with everyone he spots Kawaii-chan talking with other meif'wa who seems to have light blue hair and a black tail and ears. Katylen is talking to a man wearing a tank top and has purple hair and thrown all to one side and seemed to have a piercing on his nose.

Zane walks down the street seeing some more unnone faces and feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns meeting a white silk mask and a soft smile"Hi….you must be Zane correct" He looks at her shocked.“Oh I’m sorry I know your name cause your the leader of the neighborhood and I’m one just across from you” Zane starts to remember seeing her in the contert hall once dancing and singing something like a lullaby.

He walks with her around his and other neighborhoods “ So what’s your street called” Zane turns to the curious girl “ Phoenix Drop Avenue” Zane say to the girl as she smiles brightly “ Cool you know I went to Phoenix Drop high and I’m going to the reunion myself….did you” he nods to her and she smiles even more.

“My streets name is Villa Caisy Avenue…” They both stop seeing they hit a dead end and look at each other. Zane sees her clearly now and she has golden hay hair the shines i the sun with a long sleeves jacket showing her white shoulders with what seemed like a gray tank top underneath her jacket with some light blue sweat pants and some black flip flops too. But what really interested him was the white fabric covering her eyes. It seemed she noticed him staring cause she said “ I’m blind….” He looks at her alittle shocked and he soon felt embarrassed for staring for so long “ It’s alright people wonder why I do this if im blind but it just helps me see better with my hearing.”

He soon got to know this woman better knowing that she is the same age as Vlyad, loves to sing with alittle dancing,and lives with her little brother who is only 14 years old. “I pay the rent since he’s still so young” she giggles at something and they stop infront of her neighborhood “ See you tonight…” She smiles waving walking down her street but Zane stops her “ wait what’s your name ” The girls looks at him smiling.

“Names Lona but poeple call me lion” He nods and lets her go walking away as he too walked away back to his home and get ready for the reunion.

Night as fallen on the city making it glow with life. Phoenix Drop High was set up with banners by the high schoolers for the poeple coming to visit and once again remember the old days there. Zane pulled up in a car with his older brother and best friend, getting out of the car Zane looked around seeing no signs of Travis or Gene yet but they met up with the others in the front entrance where a senior student gave them their name tags"here you go Mr. Ro'Meave" the girl handed me my tag as I put it on my right chest showing my name for all to see.

We step in greeted by flashing lights and balloons floating everywhere high in the ceiling as if they were having a reunion too.Talbes set up with many treats and drinks for the party to continue on later with a sugar rush. People are crowded in groups talking to old friends and a familiar person caught his eye.

A woman with white long hair and purple shining eyes smiling and talking to a orange hair man who seemed to look well fit. Zane almost smiled remembering how Sasha treated him with kindness when she wasn’t around Gene and his gang.

Zane must have been standing there for too long cause he soon felt a tug on his arm looking seeing Gene but not looking at him but something next to him"I think I should have the first dance with him….“ he hears the anger in his voice and Zane turns to his other side seeing Travis smirking down at him"hey sour candy you look so sexy today” Zane turn away from both looking straight ahead not wanting any if these boys attention right now.

Zane looks around and stops seeing Lona with a light brown hair man who has a dark brown ears and wolf tail as they seemed to walking over the Aphmau.

Lona smiles at her and shakes hands with Aphmau and everyone looks at the man next to her “ Hey Balto…” Aphmau turns to the man and everyone glares at him but Lona touches his shoulder “ please forgive him….he has mature and learned his ways”
Aphmau and Kawaii-chan look at her and almost seemed to feel sad for her but something surprised us “ Aphmau I’m so sorry what I did to you back then…” we all looked shocked but aphmau smiles and shakes his hand “ it’s quite alright…who’s your new friend”

Balto seemed to blush alittle as Lona spoke “ Oh I’m his girlfriend Lona…” Zane heard Travis laugh and Zane see Gene looking at him surprised too.

After all the drama Lona and Zane were slow dancing on the floor slowing and Zane can feel Balto’s death stare on my back and Zane feel her giggle"Sorry about Balto he gets alittle jealous of when I talk about something to other guys…Zane…“ he looks down at her as her face is full of seriousness"Other streets are gonna try and cheat so watch your back…also…Gene…he’s got something up his sleeve..i know it” Zane looks around for Gene but he isn’t anywhere to be seen. The slow dance stops and everyone takes a break letting people set up the stage. We hear laughing and snickering behind me"Look remember her….“ "Yea that’s that aphmau girl”

“Omg look it’s Zane…” Zane jolt alittle hearing something about me and hear little whispers with my name in it.

I feel Travis near me and he smiles softly “Hey….come on the singers are up” He lowers his hand to my butt again and I soon feel warm but irritated so I punch his stomach. I hear him chuckle but everything soon went quiet as Laurance was up stage holding a mic.

“Ladies and Gentlemen welcome back our singers Nicole, John, and Lona.”

Nicole sang a song about her love and John was singing about his life over the years. And Lona was next as she walked up I saw something amazing. Her mask was gone showing two silver moons looking far into space full with love and wonder. She stands infront of the mic. And we hear her sigh"This is a lullaby my big sister sang for me when we were young…“

A gentle breeze on Hushaby mountain..

Softly blows by lullaby bay…

It fills the sails of boats that are waiting…

Waiting to sail your troubles to sea…

Her voice i smooth with a lowness in it hitting the notes just right making my heart feel warm inside making me remember my mother and her sweetness to me and my brothers.

So close your eyes on Hushaby Mountain…

Wave goodbye to cares of the day….

And watch your boat from Hushaby mountain…

Sail far away…

From Lullaby Bay…

She holds the last note long making it fade in the silence. Everyone was quiet but i was full of warmth and love in the silence as she leaves the stage and we all see Sasha go to her and hug Lona close and they both smiled like family would with each other.

Soon Sasha and Lona were talking with each other as I went up to them."Lona….I’m so sorry about leaving you and Levin”

Lona shakes her head. “It’s alright sister you wanted to be free and roam the city” they hug and Zane back off seeing they are having a moment and went over with Travis.

Travis holds his hand as they walk out into the large football feild they once walked. “Zane remember this….this is where I first told you I loved you” How could Zane forget he was watching his big brother practice and Travis got hit with a ball again and I helped him heal again and he was talking nonsense until he say I love you and pulled me in a kiss.

We sat on the bleachers holding each other close"Zane….“ Zane looks up at him seeing his eyes full of love and lust again"Im madly in love with you….” Zane feels his heart race again and turns away but Travis puts his hand under his chin making him look at him closer.“ And I’m so proud your mine” he pulled Zane into a soft kiss making his mouth cover fall around his neck and they soon start a full on makeout as Travis pull him closer making Zane fall ontop of him. The kissed more under the stars and full moon shining down as there only witness if there love of each other.

Hoped to liked it
All characters belong to @aphmau
Lona belongs to me

My tank is beautiful right now guys I can’t even capture it on film which makes me so sad! I took off the frosted glass background and now it’s just plain black and it’s perfect. Plus, the wood leached a little bit of tannins into the water which I love - I may in fact officially make this a blackwater tank because it’s just so beautiful and it makes little schools of neon tetras look beautiful!! The tannins have sucked some of the harsh blueness out of the lights I’m using and the water just looks so soft and welcoming.

(it’s NOT actually welcoming at the moment lol - it’s an ammonia-filled hellhole of death and suffering but my plants love it!) Oh cycling joys lol XD

SO PRETTY LOOK AT IT.

Better In Time 4

Since I haven’t written in a long time, here’s an extra long chapter to get you guys through until part 5. Please be patient while I go through my own stuff right now, and to be honest I had no clue where this story was going until now and was actually going to stop writing because it seems not many people were as into it as I thought. If you have ANY feedback please send it in. Even just to request part 5, it means so much you guys don’t even know. Ok enough blabbering let’s get into the story.

Part 1 2 3

Better In Time 4

The whole next day I had thought about who this girl could be. Calum before mentioned girls that came before me but briefly, never in full detail. They were either one time dates or people he had small crushes on but got over them, and they weren’t someone that he full on dating like me. As I laid on my bed with my arms across my face, I decided to ring Marissa to get the down low on this girl. Knowing her she’d have all the answers.

“Hey Y/N, you need something?” She answered after 2 rings.

“Uhm, well, sort of. If you can help me?”

“I’m all ears.” I sighed before answering her.

“Does Calum…does Calum have a uh, girlfriend?”

She slightly laughed but not in a comic sort of way, but more of an annoyed way.

“You know about Kiera huh?”

“uh-“

“She was his first real girlfriend for a good chunk of Calum’s life. I watched them spend every waking moment together for almost 4 years since they were young kids. Calum doesn’t talk about his relationships to anyone, he just builds up those harsh emotions and hurt from being rejected and dumped and stores it away. I keep telling him some day he’s going to find the perfect girl but will create assumptions about her based on what he’s experienced in the past, and blow up on her. He never listens.” She said in a monotoned voice. It seems like she’s stressed this idea hundreds of times and now talking about it doesn’t do any good.

“Do you know why they ended?”

“Well, like I said Calum never talks about his relationships to others, barely to the guys or me. So I had to observe and see what happened. About a month ago I found out she was playing him their entire relationship. Her friends, because they were all so wealthy, bet $50 every year she stayed with Calum. Girlfriend ruined him, but hey she got 200$.” She joked but her voice sounded hurt. I knew Marissa, and how much she cared for Calum like her own sibling. Anyone that hurts him, hurts her.

It all had finally hit me when she mentioned how she kept stressing him to not bottle up feelings and assumptions or else he’d snap on the wrong girl.

The wrong girl was me.

I never knew Calum had so much hurt and anger plastered into him, so whenever we fought I just shot back every nasty word and action I had in my body, not even thinking about how something like that could trigger the hurt some other girl caused. And I was too stubborn to even consider his own feelings after he hurt mine. I had just assumed because Calum never talked about Kiera that there never was a Kiera, and that I was his first real girlfriend. This could be a major key in fixing our relationship! I could finally understand him, and be more considerate of him and work out our problems better and teach him that bottling up emotions will only end in disaster.

“Y/N! Are you still there?” Marissa slightly yelled into my ear, snapping me out of my deep thoughts.

“Uh yeah! Sorry. T-thanks for telling me. It seems like I’m invading his privacy but…”

“Dude I get it. Plus, I know you’ve been getting closer to him, you at least deserve that much. Cal doesn’t open up to people as fast as he has with you, you’re something special.” I blushed at her compliment, thinking of the wondering feelings of being head over heels in love again with this boy.

“Hey, I gotta go. Mom’s bitching at me to eat dinner. Talk to you tomorrow!” And she hung up, leaving me with my clouded mind.

Through tonight another thought had come to my head. The first time Calum tried to kiss me, I backed up and left early to go home because I felt embarrassed and couldn’t stay around any longer. However, because I kissed him, I stayed longer than I should have, and heard the conversation between him and Kiera. If I had let Calum kiss me the first time, I would’ve known about Kiera before hand, and I could’ve known about Calum harboring feelings. A simple few minutes really makes a difference whether you believe that or not. It’s like when you miss your bus or train to work by 1 minute, but then you hear that train derailed and everybody in their was killed. If you would’ve made it there a minute earlier, you could’ve been killed, but something before that stopped it from happening. I had to talk to Calum about Kiera before it’s too late, and get him to open up and share his feelings instead of letting it crumble him down.


“Woah look at that huge fish!” Calum yelled entering the aquarium, looking at the large cylinder shaped tank in the center of the room filled with fish the size of your thumb nail to the size of a tire. He ran straight to it with a smile so big it made his dimples shine through from miles away, and he touched upon the glass in awe. I brought him here to hopefully learn more about Kiera, but I’d make sure he’d have a good time before asking so he’d be in a better mood. This was also my favorite place to come to, so it was a win win.

“I know, he’s been in that tank for years. I use to come here when I was 8 and I even gave him a name. Swimmy.” He scrunched his eyebrows and laughed again, keeping his eye on the fat fish.

“Swimmy?”

“If I have to repeat it again I was 8!”

We watched around the aquarium some more looking inside at all the wonderful creatures sea life had to offer. Calum’s skin glowed even in the dim lighting, and his face shined whenever he pinned his nose against the glass to get a better look in the smaller tanks. He was like a kid again, enjoying the animals and being just as fascinated by them as me.

“So, why’d you bring me here?” I couldn’t just say I brought him here to talk about the girl that ruined love for him as he knew it. ‘Oh I just brought you here to get you in a good mood before ruining it by asking you about the girl who used you for money and then left you.’ Yeah, that’s smart.

“Well, I love this place. Being surrounded by the water and all the animals that inhabit it. I’ve always been interesting in marine life. And being near this much water, I don’t know…calms my mind I guess. I just wanted to bring you here to experience it.” I shrugged. I wasn’t necessarily lying. I did tell the truth; I loved this place and marine life, but it wasn’t the only reason why I wanted specifically him to come with me.

“I love it, I feel like a little kid again learning about the animals and watching them swim around and interact with one another. Thank you.” He said smiling his genuine smile, and slipped his fingers through mine seemlessly. I couldn’t even feel it, until he looked down waiting for approval, and I smiled gripping his hand in mine.

We eventually ended up outside near the tadpols, tiny sharks, and other animals with the guides to teach kids more about them. Beyond the railing that showed the end of the outside portion of the aquarium was the great wide ocean. Calum leaned against the railing and stared, letting the slight ocean breeze whip across his face and he closed his eyes with a smile. I figured now was good a time as any. Here goes something new.

“Calum…” I breathed heavily, “who’s Kiera.”

I brought my eyes to his face seeing his side profile, and instantly his jaw clenched and his nostrils flared. He turned on his side, leaning one arm against the rail and one arm shoved in his pocket. He huffed and cocked his head before answering.

“How do you know about her? Huh! Who told you!” His slight outburst scared me, and reminded me of how much worst his yelling could get. It took an army in me to stop the tears from even starting.

“N-nobody! I heard you on the phone that one night we kissed and I heard the conversation-“

“It was Marissa! I knew it! Can’t trust anyone these days!” He flung himself off the railing with his arms up in the arm before walking towards the stairs down to the ocean that was clearly marked ‘employees only’. I quickly followed after him.

“If you would just open up and explain to me who she is then this conversation would be over by now Calum!” He started quickly walked down the steps with me close behind him.

He quickly turned to me and said, “I don’t ever want to talk about that bitch ever again don’t bring her up.” and turned back walk down the steps again. I stopped in my tracks with all the anger and hurt from Calum and I’s fights that would soon come if I didn’t stop this. I was a ticking time bomb, and I just exploded.

“Well maybe if you’d just stop surpressing your feelings and holding them in you wouldn’t be such a depressed mess inside!” I screamed from the middle of the stairway, while Calum was just about to reach the bottom. He stopped, one foot in front of the other. His hand was gripping the rail, and I could see his shoulders bobbing up and down. After a few seconds I spoke up again, seeing as he wasn’t going to.

“You can’t keep doing this to yourself. You’re holding in every emotion from this girl and eventually those feelings are going to come out and scare away your soulmate if you don’t stop. She’ll end up being the one who got away Cal.” I slowly walked closer to him down the staircase, my voice softer but still audible. It felt like the world had stopped for us. The trees were blowing with the steady wind making slight crunching noises and the oceans mean waves had calmed to a simple crash on the shore. We didn’t hear anyone’s voices even though they were right above our heads. I got close enough to Calum to touch him, and placed my hands on his shoulders, feeling his tension drain away.

“I want to help you forget Cal. I want to help you remember what real love is again. I want to make sure you know you’re valued and actually mean something to me, not just dollar bills. But I can’t do that if you won’t open up to me, please…talk to me.” He turned to me with droppy eyes and a frown stretched out on his lips. I brought my hands to his cheeks and rubbed under his eye.

“She used me. For money Y/N…for money. I just…I felt so betrayed and felt like I was worthless and that I’d never truly be loved…” He began rambling, so I pulled him into my chest running my hands through his slight curls, just listening to him finally pouring his heart out in words.

“And you’re right. If I keep holding my anger and hurt inside I’ll someday blow up at someone who means a lot to me and scare them away. It’s just so much easier that way, to me I felt like I was making everyone’s lives safer that way.”

“But Cal you’re wrong. The next girl you’ll hurt because of the assumptions you’ve built up about love and girls is going to seriously break that person and their assumption on love. It’s going to be a domino affect.” I was finally telling him in a calm way all the feelings I had during our rough patch, the things I was always afraid saying because of how angry he’d get at me for feeling the way I did. He was understanding, and a flame grew in my heart knowing this was the start of fixing it all.

“I don’t know about you but…I’m falling for you every second I look in your eyes.” His dark brown ones couldn’t be looking any deeper than they were right now, and I leaned my forehead against his, hearing the waves behind us.

“Me too Cal, me too.”

bobeelina  asked:

1, 2, 6!!

Thanks for the ask! c:

1: A cat! The first cat that I ever remember having lived to almost nineteen years! He was a lovely Maine Coon - Norwegian Forest Cat mix, loved to cuddle, 10/10 purrs

2: We’re currently fostering kittens that were born in a barn. I think the last one to be named was Bob, short for Bobcat. He looks like a lil bobcat, as you can probably gather c:

6: A long tank with a lot of plants and hanging roots, really low light, and a lot of driftwood. Maybe Sunset thicklip gourami, and assorted bottom dwellers? I haven’t planned too much, but i lov me some jungle tanks

Caught Feelings - Nate Maloley Fanfic // 8

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 //

Part 6 // Part 7 

MASTERLIST

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Y/N’S POV 

It’s been two weeks since the incident and by incident I mean, Nate’s crazy fans attacking me and causing me to fall off the stage and lose my baby. I was filled with so much hate towards the fans but Nate was filled with more. He has been online everyday searching faces on twitter for the three girls that attacked me. 

I try to calm him down but every time he looks at my stomach he becomes enraged. Nate has personal security everywhere we go, he doesn’t want to lose me or ever see those girls again. 

We decided to go to the mall and do some light shopping for myself and him. Our hands were intertwined and we were swinging our hands back and forth. I smiled at him as he placed a small kiss to my cheek, he always try to keep PDA to a minimum. We wouldn’t makeup in the middle of the mall or anything it was small things such as holding hands and kisses to the cheek. 

“Let’s go into Hollister!” I say stopping in front of the store beaming up at Nate. 

He groans with a smile and I pull him into the dimly lit store. 

I bought my self some ripped jeans and a couple new tees. Nate couldn’t keep his hands to himself in the dressing room so I ended up pushing him out, causing glares to be shot at Nate and I. 

“Ooooh Let’s go into Victoria Secret.” Nate says smirking and raising his eyebrows. 

“Alright, but you’re paying.” I say as he pulls me into the bright pink store.

He immediately goes straight for the lingerie and picks out a red lace bra and panties with little untie able ribbons on the side. I was walking around looking at  more panties when I felt stares on the back of my head. 

I turned around slowly to see the three girls from the stage. My heart rate sped up quickly as they looked at me with sympathy and embarrassment. 

“Hey Y/N do y-” Nate stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the girls dropping the sweatshirt in is hands. 

“You three. Your the reason I lost my baby, our baby!” He said getting louder. 

“We didn’t know, we’re sorry.” One of them said hanging her head low. 

“You’re sorry?! You’re sorry!? Sorry that you pushed my girlfriend off the stage and putting her in the hospital, disappointing me because you think you are better, or that fact that when you caused her to fall, you killed someone. Someone who will never get to see the light of day.” He yelled stepping closer to the girls causing them to set back into a shelf. 

“Nate, calm down.” I say grabbing his shoulders and trying to coax him. 

Soon enough someone had called security and escorted Nate and I out of the building. Not before Nate yelling at them to stay away from him and his family. It was sweet that Nate though of me like his family but not the time to bring that up. 

The ride home was tense, he kept gripping the steering wheel tighter and tighter until his knuckles were white and they popped. When we got home he dropped his head onto the steering wheel and started crying. 

I had never seen him cry like this ever. I put my hand on his back and rubbed small circles tears started falling from my own eyes. 

“Let’s go inside and cuddle Nate.” I say sweetly giving him a soft smile. 

He whispers out an barley audible okay and slowly steps out of the car walking to the door. We walk down the hallway to our bedroom and climb into bed. I had put on one of his tee shirts and a pair of panties as he strips down to his boxers. He pulls me close to him and I nestle my face into the crook of his neck. He traces random soothing patterns on my back as I drift off to sleep to the sound of his heart beat. 

“I love you, you know that?” Nate whispers kissing my head.

“Yes and believe it or not, I love you too.” I say giggling. 

We lay in each other embrace for a long time before I hear light snores fall from his mouth. I sigh in content and fall asleep as well. 

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The next morning I woke up to find a empty space behind me but a note was laying on the pillow. It read,

Had to run to the studio super important, I’ll be back in time for dinner. Drive safe to your doctor’s appointment today. 

I smiled and got dressed in some nike sports pants , a green tank top and some black nike tennis shoes. I threw my hair into a slick pony tail and grabbed my phone letting my friend Emma know to come pick me up. 

She arrived in a short 10 minutes and took me to the doctors so they could do a follow up. 

“Alright Y/N, looks like everything is good. You are free to go back to all normal activities.” The doctor says smiling. 

“Normal activities eh, so you can be intimate again!” Emma says raising her eyebrows causing me to glare and the lady to laugh. 

“Yes, just be careful you have a high chance of getting pregnant again within these next few weeks.” She informs me. (I have no idea if that is true or not…)

I smile and thank her and leave the office with Emma’s arm wrapped around my shoulder. She takes me home and I get ready for dinner tonight, I was thinking about asking Nate and seeing if he wanted to try again or if we should wait a little longer. I know he was so excited to have a baby. 

I heard Nate come home and he ran over and kissed me picking me up in the air. 

“Hi, lil mama I missed you.” He whispers into the crook of my neck placing small kisses here and there.

“Why so handy Nate?” I say pushing him away raising an eyebrow. 

“Emma texted me and said use protection.” He said winking, I rolled my eyes reminding my self to scold Emma later. 

“Yes, but we have to be careful I have a high chance of getting pregnant.” I say pushing him away to go sit on the couch. 

“Okay we’ll be careful.” He says coming over and lifting me up from the couch and placing me on his lap. 

“Unless you wanted to have a baby.” He stops his movements and looks at me with a drained face. 

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Sorry if this sucked! Next chapter is going to be super cute and then theres a storm coming! (I’m so weird.) 

Chapter 9 Wednesday! 

Love you my beautiful souls. 

~M

Unfortunately, I have some bad news.

I know I’m not terribly vocal on here usually, I just reblog stuff and am silent, but I’m actually in need of help right now.

I have two lovely, gorgeous red-eyed tree frogs, and a mental health problem that is preventing me from properly caring for them. They are in a 30 gallon exo-terra with one LED plant light, for the live plants in the tank (mostly just a -prolific pothos ivy at this point), and one UVB, changed last week, plus some thermostat-regulated heat pads. However, I have not been giving them the care and attention that they deserve, and although I am worried about their health, I have been unable to take them to any vet.

So I’m looking to rehome them :( I’m looking only for experienced herp keepers, knowledgeable in tree frog and – preferably – red-eyed tree frog care, and I would of course be willing to give the entire vivarium over. Unfortunately, I am in the Dallas area, so I know that the chances of anybody on here fitting the bill are slim, but I thought I’d ask anyway.

Thanks to anyone who considers or signal-boosts this

baby girl picking thorns through the daffodils (i loved you all my life)

[as i’ve been commissioned by felixdawkins & turnandchasethewindfool’s gold (carmilla hsau) chapter 10 deleted scenes: laura’s, papa hollis’, & carmilla’s povs. canon compliant, guys. /// ao3.]

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baby girl picking thorns through the daffodils (i loved you all my life)

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i don’t want to go home with you, drive me just a little more/ you don’t have to say anything, just scoot closer to me/ stars light up the sky, telling me everything will be all right/ we move fast & slow
—MADE IN HEIGHTS, ‘viices’

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“Did you know how they make corals for fish tanks?”

Carmilla is very adamant that apparently this is really cool knowledge, and you’re kind of confused as to why she knows a lot about fish tanks, but she’s holding your hand and for some reason it makes you feel infinitely better when you walk into the cafeteria, and she’s very into this. “No. How do they make them?”

She grins, and you frown when she drops her hand and gestures for you to stand in front of her in line, and you just grab a random tray from the middle of the selection because you’re paying a lot of attention to Carmilla.

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SPRING/SUMMER 2014 TRENDS/ESSENTIALS

yes… it’s that time again… pulling out trends and essentials for s/s out of my ass. just kidding.. except not.. this is just what i’m feelin’ for summer idk if i’m right or wrong every single time i do this

TRENDS 

  • boho with a mix of edginess 
  • minimalism (like zara style) 
  • muted colors
  • denim cutoffs BUT not high waisted ones (shocking something not high waisted…) just regular shorts you wear at your hips. i’m talking about like the one teaspoon shorts.
  • sick ass oversized graphic tees
  • muscle tees
  • kimonos 
  • sleevless button downs
  • halter tops
  • fringe
  • anything lace/mesh/velvet/crochet/sheer
  • oversized everything
  • wearing an oversized top with cutoffs is literally everything to me that will probably be me everyday over summer 

ESSENTIALS 

  • high waisted shorts - light wash, dark wash, and black 
  • denim cutoffs - like i said i love the one teaspoon ones! and free people has some as well and they’re to die for 
  • bustiers
  • bralettes!!!!
  • oversized anything and everything - that goes for tshirts, tank tops, lightweight knits
  • basics - i fuckin love basics this goes back into the oversized thing i love oversized basics like all the ones from brandy 
  • slip dresses - i’ve expressed my love for slips in previous posts
  • basics with a “twist” - examples would be like an oversized tshirt with a bunch of holes in it, oversized tshirt with slits on the side, tank tops that have cool strappy backs etc etc etc 
  • SICK ASS ANKLE BOOTS - NUFF SAID
  • knee high lace up boots
  • hats - i’m a sucker for wide brim hats it’s like an obsession that and i love snapbacks?? i have a rvca one and i love it  but mostly wide brim hats
  • lightweight sweaters/cardigans 
  • high top converse - black or white
  • nylon knee highs
  • a-line skirts 
  • sick vintage tshirts - i love vintage harley davidson and band tshirts 
  • a nice leather bag/backpack - especially if you’re going to a festival

this was all kind of repetitive i guess idk. but yeah if i think of anything else i will for sure add to the list and reblog it 

Begin Again - Chapter 12

Selena’s POV:

“Hey Selena.” Demi said in a sing-song voice.

“Hey Dems,” I replied peeking around the corner. After I saw her head enter the kitchen I went back to taking food out of bags.

“How’s unpacking going?” She asked while taking a seat at the kitchen island.

“It’s better than I expected. Since my parents bought the house furnished—it made it a whole lot easier.”

Just a few days ago, as an early birthday present my parents surprise me with a house. It’s not anything extraordinary, just a regular 3 bedroom 3 bathroom house; or as others calls it, a ‘cookie cutter house’ or whatever.

My 23rd birthday is tomorrow, and to be honest, all I want to do is stay home and sleep. I’ve been working non-stop. Two weeks ago I got a job at Victoria Secret and I love it. The pay is great, my co-workers are really nice, and my boss is nice also and understands how to bend my hours sometimes because I have a kid.

“Does Kaylie like living here?”

“She LOVES it here.” I chuckled turning to face Demi after putting the last of the grocies up. “The backyard is huge, there’s a park close to the neighborhood and our neighbor to our right has a daughter her age, and a son who is 12.”

“Are they nice?”

“The kids are very polite, and the parents are nice too. They’ve been married for 23 years.”

“Names?”

“The parents are Macey and Michael, and the son’s name is Frank, and the daughter’s name is Frankie.”

“Macey and Michael? Frank and Frankie? Wow.” Demi laughed.

“I know it’s weird, but they’re nice.”

“Yeah the nice ones are the ones you have to worry about.” Demi stated. “Anyway, where is Kaylie?”

“With Justin,” I answered.

“Kaylie has spending a lot of time with Justin.”

“I know. She loves hanging with him.”

“Does she like Sasha?”

“She can’t stand Sasha. Every time she’s with Justin, she tells me she stays away from Sasha.” I chuckled and Demi did too. I took out a tub of ice cream from the freezer, and took out two spoons and placed it in the middle of the island.

“I’m just glad you’re talking to Justin.” Demi said taking a spoon and dipping it into the ice cream. “Why did you avoid him those three days? You’ve never told me.”

I sighed. “Yeah the only person I told was Gracie.”

“Why didn’t you tell me? I’m your bestfriend!” Demi said acting to be ‘hurt’. “Please, please tell me.”

“Demi that was old news; It happened over a month ago.”

“And? I still wanna know, please!” Demi begged.

I rolled my eyes at her ‘childish behavior’. “Fine—but it’s nothing special.”

“Tell me.”

“Well it started at Gracie’s party. Justin left Sasha and me alone to get her some water, and she basically threatened me to stay away from Justin. She thought I was being a ‘whore’ or whatever.” I said shrugging my shoulders, pretending that it still didn’t bother me.

I looked up at Demi, and her mouth hung open in shock.

“Demi—“I began but Demi cut me off.

“THAT BITCH!” Demi yelled in anger. “Okay, it’s time for me to go stab a hoe.” She said getting up from her seat grabbing her purse and keys.

“No Demi!” I said and ran infront of her so she couldn’t go any further. Knowing Demi, she really would go hurt Sasha. And I don’t mind her doing so—I just don’t want my bestfriend in jail.

“As much as I want you to do so, I don’t want my bestfriend in jail.” I lightly chuckled.

Demi sighed and nodded her head and went back to her seat grabbing her spoon again.

“Gosh I wanna stab her. She has no right to call you a hoe.” Demi said eating a spoon full of ice cream.

“But I kissed Justin—so technically she does.”

“Technically Justin kissed you first.” Demi said emphasizing the word you.

“Yeah but encouraged the kiss, by kissing him back.” I argued.

“It’s not your fault you didn’t wanna be rude by not kissing him back.” Demi said in a ‘duh’ tone, going back to her ice cream.

“But—“

“No buts Selena; it’s not your fault.” Demi said cutting me off.

“Yeah you’re right.” I sighed.

“Pfft, I’m always right.”

“Sure Demi.” I laughed.

“When do you go back to work?”

“Monday, I think. Why?”

“I’m gonna need to use your employees discount.” Demi said shyly.

“Um—okay?” I said, more as a question. “Why?”

“Well you know Ryan and I are trying for a baby—“

“You wanna look sexy for him,” I said finishing her sentence. “Am I right?”

“Yep you’re right.” Demi chuckled.

“In the wise words of Demi Lovato; I’m always right.” I quoted flipping my hair and both Demi and I laughed.

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“MOMMY WAKE UP!” Kaylie yelled jumping on my bed.

“Kaylie go back to sleep.” I groaned.

“BUT MOMMY IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY!” She continued yelling.

I peeped through my covers and looked at the clock seeing it was 10:30 am.

“Kaylie, baby, it’s only 10:30.” I groaned again. Then I smelt it. Bacon, eggs—what the? I sat up quickly in bed and looked at Kaylie and she smiled. “Kaylie, who’s down stairs?” I asked. Kaylie didn’t answer me. That’s when I got nervous.

I quickly got out of my bed and ran down the stairs, and into the kitchen seeing a breakfast spread out on the kitchen island.

“Oh you’re up.” Gracie smiled. Jazzy turned around also smiling. Kaylie came down the stairs and went next to Gracie and Jazzy.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” All three yelled in unison and I brought my hands up to my face.

“Oh my, girls this is amazing.” I said in awe. “Thank you.” I smiled and went over the other side of the kitchen island and gave them a group hug.

“Aw man, I missed it?” I heard my mom come into the kitchen. “This is what I get for having to pee.”

“Hi mom.” I smiled and went over to her and gave her a hug.

“Happy birthday baby.” She said in my ear and hugged me tighter—so tight it was hard for me to breathe.

“Mom—the birthday girl is having trouble breathing,” I chuckled and she let go.

“Sorry, it’s just you’re my baby and you’re now 23 years old.” She said tears coming to her eyes.

“Mom please don’t say that, I’ll always be your baby.” I smiled.

“Hey, what about me?” Gracie said.

“You’re my baby too.” My mom smiled.

I went over to the kitchen island, taking a seat and picked up the fork and began digging into the delicious food.

“Now come on girls, let’s go so Selena can enjoy her breakfast.” My mom said clapping her hands.

“Wait where are ya’ll going?” I asked with my mouth full, turning around.

“Nowhere.” My mom smiled and I rolled my eyes.

“You’re going home to help Brian set up my party aren’t ya’ll?” I said.

“What—pfft no.” My mom said.

“Mom you’re a terrible liar. I get that from you.” I smiled and laughed.

“Goodbye sweetie.” She said and kissed my forehead. “Make sure to be at my house by 3 this afternoon. C’mon girls.” And with that they left and I was home alone.

After I finished my breakfast, I watched TV for a while before I looked at the clock and saw I should start getting ready—after I take a short nap. Just as I was about to head up the steps my doorbell rung so I went over to the front door.

“Oh hey Demi,” I smiled opening the door wide for her to come in.

“So it’s almost one, which means we have two hours to get you ready for your party.” Demi said barging in not even saying ‘hi’.

“Well hi to you too.” I chuckled shutting the front door.

Demi continued ignoring me and walked straight up the stairs and up to my bedroom as I followed her. She opened up my drawers and pulled out some underwear and a bra then turned to look at me with one eyebrow raised.

“What?” I looked at her confused.

“Why aren’t you in the shower?”

“I didn’t know I have to be in the shower?” I chuckled.

“Shower now.” Demi pointed her finger to my on suite bathroom. I rolled my eyes and went to my shower as Demi continued pulling clothes out from my dressers.

I took a 40 minute shower, got out wrapping a towel around my body, drying my hair using another towel and when I walked out of my bathroom I saw an outfit on my bed laying out for me.

“GET DRESSED! YOU GOT 10 MINUTES THEN I’M COMING UP TO DO YOUR HAIR!” I heard Demi yell from the other side of the door.

I shook my head at how Demi has always been so demanding; but that’s why I love her.

I slipped on the white shorts Demi had laid out and a gray tank top, slipping on a light cardigan on top and I slipped on some white wedges. After finishing getting dressed, Demi curled my hair, the pinned it to the side. I

I have no clue why she’s getting me all ‘dolled’ up for.

After Demi finished doing my hair we waited around my house for a while before it was time to go to my ‘not-so-surprise-party’.

“Remember to at least act surprise.” Demi chuckled as we got out of the car.

“Oh I’ll be surprised alright. No telling what my parents did for my party.” I laughed.

We walked through the front door and went straight to the back. When opening the back doors, as soon as I set foot in the backyard friends and family had jumped out yelling “HAPPY BIRTHDAY SELENA!”

I covered my mouth with my hands—even though I was expecting this, I wasn’t expecting this many people to actually come.

“MOMMY!” Kaylie yelled and jumped in my arms and I grabbed and picked her up.

“Hey sweetheart.” I smiled.

More friends and family came to me to say happy birthday—leaving Justin last to say happy birthday.

“Happy Birthday Sel.” He smiled.

“Thank you.” I smiled in return. I noticed that there wasn’t a clingy gold-digger next to him. “Where’s—um, Sasha?” I asked, trying at least a bit to be nice.

“She’s at home. She’s actually not feeling well.” Justin replied.

I’m surprised she didn’t tie you down to keep you from coming.

“Well I hope she gets better.” I fakely smiled and Justin smiled in return.

“CAKE!” Kaylie yelled from my arms. I passed her over to Justin and he took her into his arms then we all walked over to the picnic table that had my cake.

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For gifts I had gotten gift cards and clothes—which I didn’t mind. Justin bought me a diamond necklace which was not needed if you asked me.

I truly enjoyed my ‘surprise party’ and had a fun time with my co-workers, friends, and some family members.

It was a little after 7 pm and mainly everyone had left. Now it was just Justin, Kaylie, Demi, Ryan, Gracie, Jazzy, my parents, Pattie and I. Kaylie was sitting on Justin’s lap at the picnic table, with Ryan next to him on his right and Demi on the end of Ryan and I sat on the left of Justin, and our parents were across from us.

We all were finishing up the last of the cake. Gracie looked down at her phone screen and showed Jazzy and they both smiled widely.

“Wait there’s still one more gift!” Jazzy and Gracie yelled.

“What?” I asked confused.

“You couldn’t think Gracie or Jazzy wouldn’t get you something?” My mom piped up.

I was still a bit confused.

“Just wait here.” Jazzy said and both girls got up, going back into the house.

“Now I wonder what they’re up to.” I asked nervously.

“Just wait and see.” My dad smiled.

“Do you guys know what they’re getting me?”

“Only your parents and I know—and of course Jazzy and Gracie.” Pattie spoke up.

I looked at Demi narrowing my eyebrows.

“Trust me—they didn’t tell me.” Demi said putting her hands up in defense.

“LADIES AND GEMTLEMEN,” Jazzy began to announce and everyone turned their attention to both of the ten year olds; well they had my attention the most.

“WE PRESENT TO YOU, MASON!” Gracie finished.

At first I was shocked—no this was all a dream. But there he stood in front of me. Mason. Mason was actually here—in Boca not in New York.

“Well are you going to just sit there or hug me?” Mason smirked.

I squealed and got up from my seat and ran into Mason’s arms forgetting about everyone else—forgetting about Justin.

Mason picked me up and spun me around causing me to giggle.

Justin’s POV:

Mason? The Mason, that my daughter called ‘dad’ before she met me? The Mason who Selena said she loved on the phone?

Why the hell did Jazzy and Gracie have to get Selena him for her birthday? Why not a puppy?

I saw the moment unravel infront of me; Selena running to his arms, and him picking her up spinning her around causing her to giggle.

But what surprised me even more was when Kaylie wiggled out of my grip and ran to Mason.

“MACE!” Kaylie yelled happily and into him arms. Mason quickly put Selena down so he could catch Kaylie in his arms. “MACE I MISSED YOU!” Kaylie squealed wrapping her arms around his neck.

My blood starting boiling in anger; I was pissed—no wait beyond pissed.

“I missed you too pumpkin.” He chuckled.

Soon all three of them rejoined the rest of us. Selena took her seat right next to me, and Mason sat on the opposite side with Kaylie in his lap.

“Glad you like your present.” Gracie smirked and Jazzy smiled.

“Are you kidding me? I love my present!” Selena said happy; a little too happy for my liking.

“Mace what are you doing here?” Kaylie asked—oh I wish she would stop using that nickname for him.

“Well these two squirts,” he began referring to Jazzy and Gracie, “called me and told me how Selena’s birthday was coming up and they wanted to give her something she would enjoy a lot. They told me how much Selena and Kaylie both missed me and hoped for a visit soon. So we planned it and here I am.” He said.

“How long are you staying?” Kaylie asked again.

“Just a few days.” He replied.

Few days too long.

“Well thank you this is by far the best present ever.” Selena smiled—to Mason and he returned the smile.

Makes me sick.

“Well you still haven’t got your gift from me.” Mason smiled.

“Mason—“

“Eh, eh, eh, it’s a surprise my darling.” He smirked.

“I think I’m just gonna go.” I started standing up from the table.

“Bye daddy!” Kaylie smiled to me. At first I thought she would get up and give me a hug and kiss bye—boy was I wrong.

“Bye princess.” I smiled. I said bye to everyone else and Selena and made my way through the house only to feel a hand on my elbow causing me to stop. I turned around seeing it was Selena.

“Do you think Kaylie could spend the night over your house tonight?” She asked biting her lip.

“Um sure—why?”

“Well I know Mason will probably take me out somewhere fancy, and then I was hoping me and him could have alone time.” She said.

I don’t know whether she was saying that on purpose to make me mad or not—but it was working.

“Sure—I guess. Do you want me to take her now?”

Selena nodded her head. “If that’s okay with you; does she have clothes?”

“Yeah I bought her some when I got her room together.” I said. “Now only if she’ll pry away from Mason.” I half-heartily chuckled.

“DADDY!” Kaylie interrupted us wrapping onto my leg. “I’m ready to go.” She smiled looking up at me. My heart felt fuller knowing it didn’t take too much to get her away from Mason.

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“Night baby girl.” I smiled to my daughter and kissed her forehead.

“Night daddy.” She smiled and rolled over soon dozing off to sleep.

It was almost eleven at night, and I was finally able to put Kaylie to bed, after watching Disney ‘Princess’ movies for the past three and a half hours.

I walked down the hallway to mine and Sasha’s room and saw Sasha leaning against the headboard of the bed—probably waiting for me.

“Is she finally asleep?” She asked and I nodded my head. “So you never told me about Selena’s party when you came home.” She said and I scoffed.

“Well that’s because I surely enjoyed myself.” I said coldly.

“What happened?” Sasha asked a little tensed.

“Mason—that’s who.”

“Wait—Selena’s ex? That’s why you’re worried?” Sasha chuckled—obviously at my behavior. “So you do still have feelings for her.” Sasha said—this time serious.

“Wait no!” I quickly protested, even though it was a complete lie. “I’m just upset because, what if Kaylie starts wanting to be around Mason more than me? He was in her life before I was.” I said. And that was partially it.

What if Kaylie did want to be around Mason again? What if Kaylie rather have Mason as her father than me?

“Justin, you need to stop worrying.” Sasha said resting her hand against my arm. “Kaylie loves you, so, so much, ok?”

I looked at her and smiled and she leaned in and joined our lips together.

“I love you.” She smiled against my lips.

“I love you too.” I smiled and she smirked against my lips.

“Oh Justin I have to tell you something.” She said leaning away—she was even more serious than before, which got me worried.

“What is it?”

“I’m pregnant.”

‘Not A Crew Romance’ PART 2

requested by romance

Not A Crew Romance: I was thrown head first into this tour but I hadn’t even considered romance until Calum

summary: Calum felt he had to prove that he really liked me, but he didn’t have to prove a thing to me

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anonymous asked:

I was wondering if you could do me a Aokise fic? I had this idea where Kise is colour-blind and has never seen any colours before. And Aomine (the awesome bf he is) spends all his savings on getting Kise those glasses allowing colour-blind to see colour (like all the videos going around). And Kise basically starts bawling his eyes out when he puts 'these strange glasses' on and starts obsessing over all the colours he can now see (especially over a particular shade of blue)!

(Sorry this is so late. It took me a while to figure out what glasses you were talking about and for me to churn out some aokise. I know it’s also like an hour late for it, but happy aoki day!

Aokise is always inspired in some way by @limitlessmonster)

“Aominecchi, I’m home!”

Aomine jumps, fumbling with the small, rectangular box he had been holding in his hands. Much to his dismay, it falls straight for the toilet bowl. But luck must be on his side today because it hits the edge and bounces onto the rug laid out on the tiled floor.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Aomine bends down to snatch the box off the ground and flips the toilet lid shut as he straightens up. The last thing he needs is another lecture from Kise about how rude it is to leave the lid up.

He stares at the box in his hand for another minute more before he slips it into his back pocket and exits the bathroom.

“You in the living room?” He calls from the hall as he makes his way toward the sound of a ruffling jacket.

“Thanks for the welcome home!” Kise calls back.

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Taylor Caniff Imagine

Hey guys so this is my first imagine so I’m sorry if it sucks and there are mistakes, but I was just trying to show Tays sweet and sensitive side that we all know he has! Anyways, enjoy. ☺️

As you lay in bed, your phone continuously lights up with tweet notifications from Taylor Caniff. You have always been a huge fan of him ever since magcon, and even though the boys kind of went their desperate ways you still kept up with him. Scrolling through his tweets half asleep, you read one that caught your attention. It read “@taylorcaniff: I just don’t wanna be forgot…” This absolutely broke your heart and you decided to reply to him and say “@Y/T/N: @taylorcaniff you are way too special to be forgotten 😘” you toss your phone down on your bed and walk downstairs to the kitchen to get a drink of water. Living in Indiana, it got pretty hot in the summer time and you were a little dehydrated. Trudging back up the stairs, you downed your water and thought about the possibility of Taylor ever noticing you on twitter. You quickly dismissed the thought, he never noticed you the past 300 times you tweeted at him, so why would he now? Sitting back down on your bed, you grab your phone and start watching snapchat stories. The little blue notification bar pops up, and you click it absentmindedly. Expecting it to be one of your friends favoriting something, you are completely surprised when it turns out to be Taylor favoriting your tweet and following you. In awe, you just kind of stare at the screen for a good 30 seconds before realizing this isn’t a dream. This actually happened. Taylor Caniff followed you. Holy shit. You immediately type out a dm saying “Hey! Thanks for following me I’m a huge fan ☺️” about to hit send, you stop. Maybe I should wait and see if he says anything to me, you never know, you think. And if he doesn’t, I can always send this in like a half hour. Setting down your phone with shaking hands, you grab your cup and walk back downstairs to get some more water. With every step you take it hits you more and more that Taylor followed YOU. Not your friend, not some random girl, YOU. Quickly chugging the cup of water, you dart back upstairs in a matter of seconds. You couldn’t wait any longer, the suspense was killing you! You grab your phone and are disappointed to see nothing on the screen. Dang it. BZZZZ, your phone buzzes from a new dm. Oh my god oh my god oh my god, you think, what if it’s Taylor! You unlock your phone to read, “hey, I just wanted to thank you for what you tweeted, it was really sweet. ☺️” Oh. My. God. This isn’t happening right now. You swiftly type out a reply saying, “Hi Tay! Of course, it was true. 😊” The little thing signaling that he was typing came up and you almost screamed with anticipation waiting for him to just send the freaking message. “Can I call you?” Am I dreaming? You dm back saying yes and your phone number. Immediately your phone starts buzzing, and you answer saying “Hello?” “Hey it’s Taylor” “Oh hey! What’s up?” Trying to play it cool like you haven’t been obsessed with this boy for forever, you try to sound casual. “I saw in your bio that you live in Indiana, and I was just wondering if you wanted to maybe hang out? I know it’s kind of late and we don’t really know each other but I want to get to know you. Also I’m pretty upset with some of the boys and I need someone to talk to.” “Yes I would love to hang out! I just have to get ready, pick me up in 20?” “Sounds awesome, just text me your address.” Kind of in a daze, you stand up and walk to the bathroom to throw on some makeup and fix your hair. When you decide you look pretty decent, you quickly run back to your room and strip off your pajamas, putting on a pair of black high waisted shorts, a faded gray tank top with the band Sublime on it, and some light blue vans. Spraying body spray on yourself, you run downstairs and scribble a note on the counter telling your mom you were going out with some friends. You are 18, so she doesn’t really care what you do she just likes to know where you are. Just as you finish writing the note, you receive a text from Taylor telling you he’s outside. Feeling butterfly’s in your stomach, you walk out the front door and lock it. Turning around, you are shocked by the gorgeous black Lamborghini parked in your driveway, and the even more gorgeous boy causally leaning against it. Gathering yourself, you walk over to him and he instantly pulls you in for a hug. You fit perfectly in the crook of his neck, smelling his delicious cologne and feeling the his tight muscles under your hands on his back. He almost whispers in your ear “Thank you for agreeing to see me.” His deep voices makes your breathe catch in your throat. “Thank you for asking.” You reply cooly. He slowly releases you from the embrace and opens the passenger door for you. You slide onto the soft leather and take a deep breathe as he walks around the car to the drivers side. “From Time” by Drake softly plays on the radio. Taylor gets in the car and tells you he wanted to go to a nearby forest preserve and just walk around. You agreed and you guys starting heading towards that way. Taylor moved his arm to rest on the center console, only an inch away from yours. The butterfly’s you felt earlier were starting to creep back again, and you forced them away because if you got nervous, then you couldn’t be confident, and confidence is sexy so you need that. Taylor pulled into a parking lot and put the car in park, pulling out the keys and pocketing them. You both got out of the car and starting walking towards the forest. The area and path was dimly lit by really old, vintage looking street lamps. I couldn’t imagine anything more romantic if I dreamt it. Admiring the beauty, you feel Taylor intertwine your fingers together and you look over to see him smiling at you, “Pretty, huh?” He asks. “Yes it’s gorgeous!” You both continue walking deeper into the forest. “Almost as gorgeous as you.” He remarks under his breath. You blush and sneak a glance at him, and he immediately breaks into a huge smile. “You know I’m already feeling better just being here with you.” Taylor says to you. “I almost forgot, what happened on twitter?” Over the course of the next few hours, you and Tay talked about almost everything. Starting with the whole situation with the boys, which he explained that he was just aggravated with them and they would work it out because they were all a family, and then continuing on to your personal lives, hobbies, and life goals. The conversation got pretty deep at times and you felt a true connection with Taylor that had not ever felt with any other boy. You came to a clearing in the forest where there was a small pond and a bench. The sun was just starting to rise, so you and Taylor sat on the bench and watched, cuddled together, feeling the crisp morning air. You shivered against Taylor’s body, and he blurts out, “Wow I’m stupid! I should have given you my sweatshirt like an hour ago I’m sorry babe, here!” When he called you babe it made your heart skip a beat and you could not lose the smile plastered on your face. In one swift motion he pulls off his navy blue crooks&castles sweatshirt, revealing a red magcon tank top underneath. While he fixed his hair that got slightly disheveled from pulling the sweatshirt off, you gaped at his arms. How could someone have such a perfect body, you thought to yourself. He caught you staring and had a smirk on his face, you blushed and looked down. He helped you put the sweater on and then cuddled you close again. The feeling of his strong arms around you and the closeness of your bodies was like no other. Silence fell upon you both as you intently watched the rising sun. You felt Taylor’s eyes on you, so you looked up and sure enough he was staring at you with a very serious look on his face. Before you knew what was happening, his lips crashed onto yours. His soft plump lips tasted like mint, and your mouths moved perfectly in sync. His arms wrapped around your lower back and your hands instinctively moved to his neck, one slightly tugging on his hair and the other clutching his warm skin. You slowly pulled away and he leaned his forehead against yours. Standing up, you grabbed his hand and started walking back to the car. Giggling and cracking jokes, you both got into the car and drove back towards your house. When you finally arrived, he turned the car off and you both just sat for a second. You turned to him and said “Well, I’m pretty tired, so I’d better go. Thank you so much for an amazing evening/morning” you both laughed “Come on, I’ll walk you to your door.” You both walked to the door and as you started to grab your keys out of your bag, Taylor grabbed your face and placed a soft, meaningful kiss on your lips, “Go inside, take a nap, and then I’ll be back here at 7 to pick you up because I’m taking you to dinner.” A small smile broke out on your face as you relied “Alright, I’ll you at 7 then.” He walked away and jumped into his car, driving away. You walked inside, and up to your room. Plopping down on your bed, you realized that you still had on Taylor’s sweatshirt. Shrugging, you switched your shorts for leggings and layed down in bed, thinking about how completely unreal the past few hours had been, and how amazing tonight was going to be.

lilphatsoul  asked:

Marshfield: Max wants a pet for her dorm room so her and Kate go pet store hopping until they find her something that clicks. What pet that is is your choice. :)

“Remember, Max. This is an important choice.”

I squint at the glass cage with measured skepticism, watching the little black mice skitter around on their plastic toys. “I think I might like the birds more than the mice.”

Kate nods carefully, weaving her fingers together behind her back. “Yes, I agree. The birds are more your personality type, I think.”

I lean up to examine the parakeets again; the blue one with the reddish beak looks right at me, sizing me up, and itches the top of its head with a limber foot. “I don’t know. I used to have a budgie when I was little, but it was so mean I couldn’t even touch it.”

She hums to herself, studying the fluffiest hamster and making a cute face at it. “Well, I think when animals are mean, it’s because they earned the right to be, you know? I always feel bad for little things that can’t even trust a person to hold them.”

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