i thought this song might work

“There were flower petals and candles and lights everywhere with a teepee with sparkling cider and pillows and blankets inside and a movie screen set up. Aaron pressed play to the movie he had worked on for hours, came and sat by me in the teepee, and started shaking and tearing up. That’s when I FINALLY had an idea that he might be proposing. The movie was so thoughtful, full of our favorite movie scenes, me singing our song, and pictures of all of our favorite moments together.”


Guys My Age (2)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 4K

Warnings: SMUT. NSFW gifs. 

Summary: You’re playing truth or dare with the Avengers when Nat asks you when the last time you got laid was  and Sam dares you to pick a song that perfectly grasps why you haven’t had sex in so long.

A/N: Enjoy the smot. And please use protection people. Better safe than surprised. I think this is dirtiest fic I’ve written so far.

Permanent tag list: @meganlane84

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Yuri on Ice interview translation - PASH! 2017/05 (p24-25)

I am pleased to bring you the very first interview with director Sayo Yamamoto!!! You don’t know how much I’ve been waiting for this… This one is pretty general because of course she has never been interviewed before so they are asking her the basics, but it’s very interesting to finally hear things from her perspective too, since she’s the one who started it all. More interviews with her will be appearing in other magazines in the near future, I’m looking forward to those ones too.

Also, I believe a bright future is to be expected for Yuri on Ice, since she seems to have lots of plans…!! (I was shivering typing out the translation, lol)

Translation is under the cut.

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Interview (first appearance in media!)
The world of “Yuri on Ice” that director Yamamoto wanted to create
With 8 notebooks full of notes in one hand, director Sayo Yamamoto has answered our interview for the first time. We have asked her how this new animation that no one had ever seen before was born.

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If I’m renewed

If I can belong to a sign

I am never going back

I am never going back

This song had for a very, very long time been the one song I always thought fit All Might the most (especially during the Kamino Hideout Raid Arc) from the lyrics to even the title of the song and I could never draw what I had in mind so I always put off making art for this amazing song. 

BUT I recently learned how to color panels so I’ve been working on this for like two-three weeks on and off and I’m so happy with the results oh my god please listen to the song while scrolling through this to get the full effect. 


So I was listening to my music on shuffle at work and there was a disproportionate number of Gorillaz and Pink Floyd songs shuffled together amongst other artists

I decided to do a thing that I haven’t done in, like, forever: Artist Style Studddyyyyy

MBTI Types Get Hurt

INFP, ISFP:  I’m…. *sobbing* IM FINE. *falls into a depression spiral and recovers 6 months later*


ISFJ, ISTJ: Listens to 70s songs and looks out the window while rain falls onto the glass. Yeah pretty classic huh.


INFJ,: Well, things might get better. *sobs* maybe in the future i won’t feel this way. *sobs more* ……… yeah shit’s about to go downnn

ENFP, ENTP: BUT YOU HURT ME. I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS. I LIKE ORANGES. WAIT WHAT. ORANGES ARE ORANGE, I LIKE THAT. WAIT. what was I mad about again? *looks intensely into the distance* yeah i really need to work on being more concentrated…..

ENTJ, ESTJ: *furiously types a 6 page plan to murder the person who hurt them*

INTP, ISTP: Wait. Wait, what are these? Emotions? Shit, wtf. I’m not prepared 

INTJ: *Someone tries to hurt the INTJs feelings* BITCH I AIN’T GOT ANY FEELINGS *flips out dark glasses*

credit to @rainnymorningthoughts for the idea for the INTJ one :)

April 2017

This is a compilation of fics that I’ve read/re-read over the past month. Faves get a star ( ★ ). There is also a separate fic rec page for my favorites here and a fic rec sorter here, if you’d like to check those out. :)

MONTH: April, 2017 | (older lists)

▶▶ A Neutrino Walks Through a Bar by Moku
Teen And Up | 45,261w
Stiles had become the most popular matchmaker of Beacon Hills in less than a year. And he really didn’t know how that had happened.

▶▶ A Not So Easy Arrangement by hazelandglasz
Explicit | 5,314w
AU where Derek’s still the Alpha, and Erica and Boyd aren’t dead. Stiles and Derek have to fake-date because of werewolf reasons, but it shouldn’t be too hard because they’re already having sex together? And they’re great friends? Shouldn’t be too hard, Stile thinks, but he’s been pining away, and he was actually gonna ask out Derek for real, because he kinda loves him, but now he just feels weird. And he’s still finding ways to fall in love with Derek.

▶▶ accidentally? by bibliosexual
Mature | 3,683w
BOSS: “know why I called you in here?”
ME: “because I accidentally sent you a dick pic”
BOSS [stops pouring 2 glasses of wine]: “accidentally?”


Or, in which Derek receives a surprising email one morning.

▶▶ all stories deserve an end by bleep0bleep
Teen And Up | 2,351w
No one hardly ever comes up to this area of the forest, especially with the rumors of the “mad wizard.” Stiles encourages the rumor, because it means people leave him alone. It’s a good, solitary existence as long as Stiles pretends the aching loneliness in his heart isn’t there.

▶▶ anything, anything by drunktuesdays
Explicit | 5,242w
Prompt: Stiles wakes up in Derek’s bed in a world where they’re married now, and Derek keeps leaving the room every time he tries to have a conversation about how this happened, since they weren’t even dating.

▶▶ Bones Straining Under the Weight by weathervaanes ★
Explicit | 15,645w
One of Stiles’ favorite things about life is Derek Hale’s food blog. He never expects to meet the man in person.

▶▶ But, Doctor! by stilinskisparkles ★
Mature | 30,269w
“We had to splint a girl’s leg in a ditch,” Scott says excitedly.

“Bro, you sound way too happy about that,” Stiles complains, opening up his bag and pulling out a Twinkie.

Derek removes it from his hand silently and replaces it with an apple. Stiles scowls at him for a second then bites into it, regardless. Derek sits back and lets the group discuss the merits of dramatic lifesaving feats for winning over the ladies. Scott is convinced it’ll help impress Allison; Isaac thinks Scott’s a loser. Stiles—

Stiles is falling asleep on Derek’s shoulder.

▶▶ First Impressions Are Overrated by Leslie_Knope
Teen And Up | 14,634w
In Stiles’ defense, he didn’t deliberately ram his grocery cart into the (evidently precarious) pyramid of oranges.

▶▶ I Call You Names Because I Love You by tylerfucklin (Deshonanana)
Mature | 13,025w
Years of touring with Stiles would never have prepared Derek for the day his beloved techie fell in love with someone else.

▶▶ I Do Do You? by Captain_Loki ★
Explicit | 6,540w
Stiles and Derek wake up hung over and married in a hotel room in Las Vegas. It wouldn’t be so bad if the year before their relationship hadn’t fallen apart.

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BTS reaction to them being scared that their S/O might leave them

requested by anon


It would be really hard on Jin’s self esteem when he feels like you don’t want to be with him anymore. He would blame himself and he would try and work really hard to show you how much you mean to him.

“Hey babe, you’re home! I made dinner for us and I rented some movies! What do you say? I know how much you love movie nights!”

“I can’t Jin, sorry. I’m about to head out again. Just leave the food on a plate in the fridge, I’ll eat it later.”

*door slamming*

“Alright… I guess I’ll eat alone then…”

Originally posted by jjilljj


Yoongi would get really quiet and keep burying himself even more in his work than he usually does. He really wouldn’t want to talk about it and bury his feelings inside of him.

“I’m sorry I have to cancel our date, Yoongi.”

“It’s ok, I have to work on this new song anyway.”

“Are you ok babe? We haven’t seen each other in a while. Next time we see each other we’ll make up for it!”

“Sure, sure. Take your time. I won’t be able to do anything in the near future, too. The comeback is really demanding.”

Originally posted by bwiseoks


Namjoon would get really quiet and thoughtful the more he feels like you might leave him. He would think a lot and might even blame himself for what is happening. The worst part for him would be the uncertainty of the situation and not knowing what goes through your head.

“I’m not sure what I did, but I’m sorry ok? Maybe we can talk about it?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about, Joonie, but I don’t have time right now.”

“I just need 5 minutes.”

“I really can’t, Namjoon.”

Originally posted by slapmon


Hoseok would hit it really hard when he feels like your relationship might fail. He would try his best and act like he always does, but anyone would be able to see how sad he actually is.

“Are you really not sad that I had to cancel our plans? I know I haven’t been able to spend a lot of time with you recently.”

“No, haha. You know me, I don’t even know what the word sad means! I didn’t even really notice.”

Originally posted by jinful


Jimin would get really clingy when he feels like you might not be as happy with your relationship as before. 

“Hey baby! How are you?”

“Don’t hold me so tight Jimin. I can’t breathe!”

“I just missed you! Let’s go on a date!”

“Yah, let me go Jimin! This is getting uncomfortable. I can’t go on a date with you right now, I have to leave again.”

“Please don’t go.”

Originally posted by sugasnae


Tae would panic if he feels like your relationship might be over and try to prove to himself and everyone else that everything is alright.

“Tae what is this?”

“I bought tickets for the amusement park we used to go to! I thought we could spend a weekend together again!”

“I would love to, but I can’t. I have an important project I have to work on.”

“Then let’s have dinner tonight!”

“I really can’t Tae. Why are you being so intense lately? It’s scary.”

“I just want to spend time with the person I love. What’s wrong with that?”

Originally posted by jiminiemini


Kookie would get really moody and irritated and get into a lot of petty arguments with people when he gets the feeling that you don’t really want to be with him anymore.

“Yah! Just break up with me already if you can’t stand to be with me anymore!”

“I don’t want to break up with you Kookie! Where did you get that idea from?”

“You haven’t been calling me as often as you used to. I thought you wouldn’t want to be with me anymore.”

“So that’s why the boys keep telling me how tense you are. I love you so much Kookie! I’m sorry.”

Originally posted by all--kill

-Admin Krümmel

BTS - Wings Inspired Jackets

Jeon Junkook - Begin

“You Make Me Begin”
If you look close the word “hyung” is written in one of the 6 tears. A tear for each of his brothers. The small sprout is meant as his young days as a rookie and then growing up, growing wings that are strong despite the scratches and struggles.
Model: https://www.instagram.com/camiinwonderland1/ (AKA ME ) 

Park Jimin - Lie

“Caught In A Lie”
I always pictured it as you know crossing your fingers behind your back and then being tied as you were “caught” in the lie …a snake and a appel going back to the trailer that was posted.
Model: https://www.instagram.com/pookaprincess/

Kim Taehyung - Stigma

”Are You Calling Me A Sinner?” 
I had honestly a hard time with this one … while trying to “picture it ” I must have drawn 10 different designs that changed…having my sister listen to my rambles sure helped. I wanted to somehow also get the the whole wingless angle part in it. 
Model: https://www.instagram.com/amaris_cosplay/

Min Yoongi - First Love 

“So Don’t Let Go of My Hand”
Legit this song makes me wanna cry…having had to read the lyric and hear it so many times has made it to one of my favorite in the album (EVEN THO ALL ARE GOOD OK 
Model: https://www.instagram.com/rottenjayj/ (AKA BEST SISTER AND HELPER LEGIT COULD NOT HAVE DONE THIS WITHOUT HER….she’s my rock (no joke ) 

Kim Namjoon - Reflection 

“I Wish I Could Love Myself” 
This was yet another song that was hard to picture and too a lot of going back and forth…until i woke up in a cold sweat with the idea. I wanted all the jackets to have some kind of “call back” to the BS&T MV or the small trailers they did for each of their songs. 
Model: https://www.instagram.com/sable_eye/

Jung Hoseok - Mama
“I Learned Passion And Sincerity”

This song despite its fast beat is super deep… and in a lot of ways it’s easy to understand what he means. Most of us want to be able to give back to those who believed and supported us when nobody else did. We’re all dreamers right?
Model:  https://www.instagram.com/amaris_cosplay/

Kim Seokjin - Awake 

“I Want To Run, Just A Bit More” 
THOSE VOCAL OK MORE OF JIN AND RESPECT HIM MORE OK PLZ. So yeah  I kind of had to somehow try to get his face on this jacket..idk why …I dont always qustion my brain when it get’s indeas. (SO GOOD ) 
Model: MY ROCK https://www.instagram.com/rottenjayj/ 

PHOTO/EDIT: https://www.instagram.com/aagaard_svendsen/
DESIGN/MADE: https://www.instagram.com/camiinwonderland1/

My main inspiration in fashion is music….and since I’ve loved BTS for so long and the “WINGS” album got released I got this idea. “Why not make a jacket for each song? All of them black and white but with different cuts and one different paint color that stands out ?” So that’s EXACTLY what I did ..I can’t say it was easy each jacket took me about a month (outside school and work ) to design, sew and paint (YES THEY ARE ALL HAND PAINTED WITH FABRIC PAINT)

Honestly doing something like this is scary as AF…cause we all understand and Imagine the lyric differently and this is only my take on it ..it might be totally wrong…BUT I thought that since the boys are in USA now I would show my support as well as how they really do inspire others! (WELP IM OFF FOR A ALL NIGHTER FOR SCHOOL WORK WISH ME LUCK RIP SEE YA )

anonymous asked:

Hi! Could you do 28 with Peter? btw, I love your writing, I just find your blog and omg, love it❤️

ahhh thank you so much!! I hope you like this one! 💝 I feel like it’s been forever since I’ve uploaded anything ahah 😅 (lol I think it’s only been like a week whoops)

frenly reminder I’m not currently taking anymore requests for prompts/etc.! I’ve had some more requests come in over the week and just wanted to remind everyone who might be new to my blog that I won’t be taking anymore while I work on the remainder of the ones in my inbox. I’ll let you know as soon as requests are open again 💞

#28 “Babe, I’m never gonna finish this work if you keep doing that.”

Distractions | One shot

“Peterrrrr,” she whined, draping herself over her boyfriend’s shoulders. “Pay attention to meeee.”

Peter chuckled, looking up from what he was working on. His Spiderman suit was laid out across his desk, he had been prodding at the wires, making minor adjustments and improvements.

“Not now babe, I gotta work on the suit a little more,” he tilted his head back to meet her gaze. She was doing her best puppy dog eyes, sticking her bottom lip out at him. He leaned up and kissed her and she immediately took the initiative, spinning his chair around and dropping herself in his lap, deepening the kiss.

“Babe,” he groaned into her mouth. “I really gotta get this done. I’ll take you out to dinner or somethin’ after, promise.”

“But you’ve been working on that damn suit for hours,” she whined again, throwing her head back dramatically.

“I’ll be done sooner if you let me focus for more than five minutes without constantly trying to grope me,” he laughed, brushing a few stray hairs out of her face. “And then I’ll have all the time in the world to focus on you.”

She narrowed her eyes at him before huffing, hopping off his lap and throwing herself onto his bed with a loud “UGH!”

He laughed at her again before turning back to his desk. She watched him from his bed as he tinkered with his suit, his nimble fingers plucking at the wires. She threw her head back on the pillow with another huff, eyeing him for his reaction. Or lack thereof.

At his desk, he rolled his eyes and smirked as he listened to her tossing herself around on his bed. He knew it was driving her crazy, and as much as he wanted to climb on top of her and worship her all night, he had to make sure his suit was functioning properly or it’d never get done.

After ten minutes of being ignored by Peter, she propped the pillow up against the headboard, angling herself to get a good view of him. She’d get his attention one way or another. Wiggling her hips, she slid her sweatpants and underwear off and propped her legs apart, sliding her hand down and rubbing little circles over her clit. After a few minutes, she began to get noisy, her breathing becoming heavier and she let out a small whimper. She saw Peter pause at the sound and he spun around in his chair, his mouth falling open at the sight of her.

“Are you serious right now?” he whined. His girl was spread out on his bed, in his shirt, giving him a front row seat of her playing with herself.

“Mm, what is it Petey?” she said dreamily, not stopping her ministrations on her clit. She slowly pulled up the shirt she had stolen from him, exposing her bare chest to him. She ran her hand over one of her breasts, rolling her finger over her nipple and playing with the metal barbell in it.

He exhaled sharply, spinning around and going back to his suit.

“Nothing,” he muttered.

She grinned, watching him from her place on the bed as she continued rubbing her clit, sliding a finger inside herself and letting out a high-pitched gasp. Peter felt his dick twitch under his sweatpants and tried to push out all thoughts of her and what he wanted to do to her from his mind.

“Babe, I’m never gonna finish this work if you keep doing that.” he pleaded as he heard her moan again, as she continued to touch herself.

“Better hurry, or I might finish before you get to,” she sing-songed from across the room, noting the now painfully prominent boner straining against his sweatpants.

He clenched his teeth together, all he wanted to do at this point was pin her to his bed and go at her until she was a sensitive, trembling mess. Desperately trying to ignore the erotic noises she was making, he focused on the wires in his suit, quickly reconnecting them. Finished, he threw it down on his desk and silently moved to his bed where his girlfriend was still convulsing, eyes shut and not noticing Peter had gotten up.

She felt his hand around her wrist as he pulled it from between her legs and pinned it above her. Her head snapped up off the pillow and she met his eyes, his pupils dilated so far that she almost couldn’t find the hint of chocolate brown around them. Grabbing her hips, he pulled them up off the bed to meet his mouth.

“Peter!” she shrieked as he buried himself between her thighs, his hands gripping her hips to keep her from toppling over.

Her shrieking quickly turned into low groans as his tongue flicked her clit, before licking and sucking her outer lips. She squirmed in his grip, her hips bucking upwards against his mouth as he licked up and down her pussy. Resting on her shoulders, her eyes rolled back as he swirled his tongue over her clit, gently massaging her hips with his hands.

Dipping lower, his tongue teased her entrance and she jerked under his grip. She felt him smile against her before sliding his tongue inside her, brushing against her inner walls. She wrapped her ankles around his head, trying to coax him deeper inside her. He got the message, and began pushing his tongue in and out of her as she squirmed against him, going deeper each time he re-entered her.

“Peter… oh my god… I’m..” she mumbled, unable to find her words as he continued dragging his tongue over her core. She felt the heat building in her abdomen and gripped the bed covers beneath her.

“Gonna come… Peter I’m gonna come…” she finally found the sentence she’d been searching for and felt him tighten his grip on her as he began sucking on her sensitive nub. Her mouth fell open and she thrusted her hips up towards his mouth, crying out his name as she felt herself tipping over the edge, when he pulled away from her.

He gently lowered her hips back to the bed, and she whined at the absence of him.

“What? You think you’re the only one who gets to be a tease?” he grinned, his mouth and chin slick with her juices.

She huffed in frustration and he slid his shirt off, tossing it over his head before hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his sweatpants. She sat up as his member sprung free and pulled the shirt she wore off and crawled closer, taking him in her hand. She gazed up at him, kissing the base of his cock and dragging her tongue upwards.

His let out a throaty groan and leaned back on his ankles as she slowly moved back down, pressing kisses on the underside of his shaft. She wrapped her lips around him and began bobbing her head up and down over him. Running his fingers through her hair, he gently pushed her down further. The tip of his cock brushed against the back of her throat and he hissed, tightening his grip on her hair. She hummed around him as she proceeded to deep throat him, when he pulled her back.

“W-Wait,” he stammered. “Not yet… I wanna come inside you.”

Gently pushing her on her back, he crawled over her, trailing sloppy kisses up her neck. He teased her entrance with the tip of his cock, dragging the tip up and down, and a small whine escaped her throat.

“You have no patience at all, do you?” he chuckled, pushing himself inside her.

He felt her relax immediately as his cock filled her, wrapping her arms around his neck and snaking her fingers through his brown curls. Hooking her legs over his hips, he began slowly moving in and out of her.

“Peter…” she moaned in his ear, her hips rocking with his.

“Yes princess?” he hummed in her ear. He wrapped an arm around her waist, and began peppering kisses along her jaw.

“It f-feels so good,” she whimpered against his ear, digging her nails into his back.

“God, you feel amazing,” he murmured, licking and sucking her neck, leaving red marks across her skin.

Her cries grew louder as she edged closer to her climax, pressure building inside her. He grabbed her wrists and held them above her head as thrusted himself inside her harder, his hips slapping against hers. He could feel her walls gripping him as he pushed deeper inside her, bringing him closer to his own orgasm. She writhed underneath him, mumbling incoherent pleas in his ear as the friction between their bodies continued to build.

“I want you to come for me, princess.” he whispered at the base of her neck, dragging his tongue over her skin.

“Peter… uhhh…” she wrapped her legs tighter around his waist, holding him close as her body stiffened. “Oh god, Peter!”

“Fuck!” he growled, burying his face in her neck as he slowed his thrusting, shuddering as he erupted inside her. He spent what could have been an hour slowly rocking against her body, waves of pleasure washing over both of them as they continued to ride out their orgasm. Each moment left her in bliss, her body clenching around him and coating his member with her release. His body finally relaxed and he collapsed on top of her, both of them shaky and panting.

He placed a kiss on her forehead before getting up and disappearing to the bathroom, where he returned with a damp towel. He sat down next to her and started cleaning her up, her breathing still irregular as her heart rate began to slow back down.

Her hands moved up his neck, cupping his face and pulling him down to her, kissing him softly. He rolled over on his back, pulling her on top of him and running his fingers through her hair. They remained still for a moment, listening to the sound of each other’s breathing, her curled up against his chest as he continued twirling strands of her hair around his fingers.

“I love you so much,” he whispered, kissing the top of her head delicately. 

“I love you too Peter.“

“Some people are meant to be loved and others just naked”

A/N: I got stuck with OTR and wanted to try something new. Basically this is businessman Harry, long af, smutty af and has daddy kink. Please tell me what you thought of it if you read it? I might start working on a second part if you like it. xx

Harry and Y/N are enemies in the business world but the perfect partners under the sheets.

Based on the song Wrong by Zayn ft. Kehlani

Part I. Part II. Part III. Part IV.

Originally posted by ohbabyyeah

Y/N is good at getting what she wants. Most of it, she won’t lie, is handed to her in a flash when she mentions her last name but she’s never felt one goddamn bit of shame for it. If there’s one thing she had been taught is to feel proud of her genes and with pride is how she shall use them to her advantage. She enjoys drawing out the tension when her high heels click into her office and everyone around her avoids direct eye contact in case she throws a fit or feels like firing them. Likes that whenever she has a special gala evening event her assistant’s phone blows up with designers begging her to wear their brands. Fucking loves being the heiress of a growing empire and she defends it mercilessly. A hustler in couture dresses and fresh manicure.

In rare occasions, though, almost once in a blue moon, Y/N gets told No. When she can’t use her father’s connections as a shield, she isn’t afraid to build her own and get to work.

“Styles Enterprises, how may I help you today?” the female voice squeaking bored Y/N to death. She decided to let the silence linger just for kicks. The girl on the line might’ve had nothing better to do, but she, on the other hand, was in the middle of chugging down her Cosmopolitan. What could that bimbo do about it, anyway? Y/N could get her fired with a snap of her fingers, didn’t even matter that she wasn’t her boss.

Speak of the devil, that fucker was dead.

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Leave This Town Pt 10 (Mechanic!Bucky AU)

Characters: reader, Bucky, Tony Stark, Brock Rumlow. Steve, DumDum Dugan and Peter Parker mentioned.

Summary: After leaving the small town life behind, you’ve worked hard to make your dreams come true. When something unexpected brings you home, you’re brought back to the place where everything changed. Timing is everything and now there just might be a second chance with the man you left behind.

Song Inspiration: Angela by The Lumineers

Warnings: Fluff, mild angst. Mentions of death.

Word Count: 3.9k

Tags are at bottom (TAG LIST IS CLOSED I’M SORRY)

**This fic is for @bionic-buckyb ‘s 5K AU Writing Challenge**

A/N: Aaah!! I’m so excited about this part! :D Please let me know your thoughts, I always love to hear from you. <3

<<<Part Nine   Part Ten   Part Eleven>>> 

Leave This Town Series Masterlist

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Originally posted by captaincentenarian


“I’ll call you before I leave town,” you promised, wishing there was more you could guarantee him.

“Okay,” he replied, ducking his head into the car for one last lingering kiss.

You pulled out of the parking lot and glanced in the rearview mirror to see Bucky still standing there as he raised a hand in goodbye. But it didn’t feel like a farewell this time. Somehow, it felt like only the beginning.


“I’m still not sold on the ending,” your agent stated as he dropped your manuscript on his desk with a thump. He sat back in his chair while drumming fingers on the desktop next to his computer. “Casting is almost finished, they start filming in two weeks, and I don’t have a finished script.”

“You DO have a finished script, Tony. Just not the conclusion you want. I tried other endings and none of them seemed genuine. This ending is the most organic and it’s where the characters took me. You know how it is, sometimes they have a mind of their own,” you replied with a shrug.

He narrowed his eyes, stroking his well-manicured goatee. “You know you sound like a crazy person when you talk like that, right?”

You laughed. “Not to my fellow writers.”

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(For @waffle-walks, who wanted some cheering up. I hope this helps!)

“Lance? Is everything okay?”

When Shiro got home, the flat was dark, almost completely; none of the hall lamps were on, and the only source of light he could see was the glow creeping in from under the front door. This was strange, because usually the flat was bright with light, from flooding ceiling fixtures to the fairy lights that Lance insisted on draping over every possible piece of furniture.

He had just slipped off his shoes and dumped his bag, ready to investigate, when he heard a voice call from the kitchen.

“Takashi, just in time!”

Shiro had never run to the kitchen so quickly, and was greated by a soft, gentle light that bathed the room. The sources of the light, two elegant candles on their somewhat tiny dining table, were flickering in the ambient air, casting long shadows down the walls and a creeping glow along the floor. Lance was stood next to the stove, swaying gently and humming along to an already forgotten pop song that was playing on the radio, and Shiro felt his insides melt.

“You’re just in time,” Lance called over his shoulder, tilting his head towards the table in invitation, “take a seat, it’s almost ready.”

Shiro chuckled warmly, pulling a chair out and seating himself at the table. “What’s the occasion?”

“Not anything in particular,” the younger man admitted with a relaxed shrug, “you’d been complaining about work recently, so I thought this might help.”

Shiro didn’t have time to reply before Lance walked over with two bowls of something warm and steaming, and placed on in front of Shiro with a gentle grin.

“Lance, is this-?”

“Mac and Cheese, yep.”

Shiro didn’t think he’d ever loved someone so much.

“‘Fraid it doesn’t really fit the atmosphere, but oh well.”

“Lance?” The other man looked up at him, forkful of pasta halfway to his mouth. “I can’t think of anything better.”

(And if they cuddled by candle light later, surrounded by blankets and lost in a fantastical animation film later, who was to judge?)

More of a warrior, Richie Tozier.

A/N: I have a lot of school work so requests are taking a bit longer lately and this one was way longer than I thought it was going to be but it’s a song fic based off See You Again by Tyler the creator and if you wanna listen to it I have a link. Requests are open but not immediate so bear with me when I say it might take a week or so to get your request posted because I have a lot of them and still have school and life in general. But thank you for reading and if you sent a request, thanks for requesting.

Warnings: minimal angst, RichiexReader, implied eating disorder, implied depression, overall fluff tho.

Request: request please? song fic if u can with richie and the song 911/Mr. Lonely by Tyler, the Creator? if thats hard, See You Again by Tyler also? im sorry if its confusing i just think those two would be great

Word Count: 10,033 words.

Richie’s eyes are stuck on her, watching her move across the courtyard and pull his attention to her as does the moon to the tides.

He’s nearly drooling at the sight of her applying lip balm while she stands idly by herself.

The Losers are all talking by the trash cans after dumping out their school notebooks and supplies from their year, relishing in the feeling of summer freedom. And after cracking a joke to Eds, something had taken him away from the conversation. Y/N.

It would be easy to say that he had a crush on her. But that would be an understatement. Every time she walks into a room or nears him in the hallway, he can’t help but turn his head to look. The only thing is, none of the Losers know of his crush and all he can do is pine for her in silence. After all, if he even tried to make a move on her then her guard dog, otherwise known as her boyfriend Kyle, would chase him away.

The truth hurts but, it’s simple in this situation; she doesn’t know of his existence.

“Hey,” Kyle’s hand clamps down on her shoulder, “What’s up?”

Y/N turns her head from where Henry Bowers now terrorizes the Losers’ Club and flashes a suffering smile at her boyfriend.

“Nothing really but um-do you think we should help them? It looks like it’s getting bad this time…” She trails off softly and points to the boys across the yard.

She may not know of Richie’s existence, but she doesn’t like seeing anyone getting harassed by Henry. It’s disheartening for her considering the past she’s had at their school.

“No it’s fine, those losers can handle themselves,” He says, his arm sliding over her shoulder possessively.

They start to walk away from the school, Henry and his friends being ran off by his father at the same time when she meets eyes with a boy she doesn’t know.

Richie adjusts his glasses on his face, unable to tear his stare away from the beautiful girl. It’s baffling to him that she doesn’t even know what she does to him. That she’s constantly crossing his mind even though they’ve never talked to each other before.

Y/N stands against the wall of the pharmacy store, waiting for Kyle to get done his shift of stocking the shelves back where they keep the medicine so they can go to the movies.

Summer isn’t exactly her idea of fun, mostly because it brings her exactly what the school year has. Which is way too much time spent with Kyle and his moronic friends, wasting away time she should be spending with people who actually care about her. She should be spending her time doing the things she loves but lately? Nothing can bring her happiness.

But here she is, waiting for him to walk out of those doors a half hour earlier than she has to because her life has hit such a monumental standstill.

The bell on the front entrance to the store chimes and Y/N looks at Mr. Keane straightening up through the dark lenses of her sunglasses, getting ready to sell to the oncoming customers.

Usually, when she spends these never-ending half hours waiting for Kyle to get off of work, the only people who come in the store are the older citizens of Derry and a few regulars who come in to get their prescriptions filled. The boys who just walked in make her dip down the shades over her eyes to the bridge of her nose to get a better look though. Because she’s never seen them in here all at once. In fact, she’s only seen one of them in the store and that was once a few months ago.

“Um, w-what should we get him?” One of the boys, Bill Denbrough, asks his friends

Y/N barely makes a sound as she starts to move across the store to where they’re talking.
When she first moved to Derry last year, she was as unpopular as the Losers are right now except she didn’t have anyone else by her side like they do with each other. She’s always been subconsciously aware of their presence, as someone is always aware of the presence of trees or streetlights without having to pay much attention to them. But they’ve never acquainted themselves.

She thinks to herself that maybe, had she not fallen in with Kyle and the vapid popular kids who live in Derry, they would have befriended her.

“Is that seriously all we have? Guys, he’s bleeding all over and if we don’t-”

The boys stop talking before she can turn down the aisle where they stand, various medical supplies piled up in Eddie’s arms, and so she stops as well out of fear that they’d caught her eavesdropping.

“Bleeding all over?” Y/N mouths softly and glances out the front window of the store.

Her mind absently pushes the flashing image of the boy from earlier into her head, the one with the thick-rimmed glasses who Henry was teasing. And even though she doesn’t even know him, despite the fact that she doesn’t even consciously make the decision to go out there, she walks out of the store because of him. Whoever this kid is, if he’s bleeding because of Henry Bowers and his cabal of idiots, she’ll pull some strings with Kyle and find a way to draw the bully’s blood.

“I’m glad I got to meet you before you died,” A voice floats down the alleyway, sparking confusion within her and only drawing her closer to the source of it.

Nothing too interesting has happened in Derry until this year, with kids going missing left and right and parents being put through hell with it. She herself hasn’t experienced the grief that these disappearances cause in the lives of these people seeing that she barely knows anyone here. Only her mom, Kyle, and his friends. In a way, he closes her off from the opportunities of the world around her and the grip he has around her at all times is starting to choke her harder day by day.

“Oh my god!” Y/N exclaims and runs the rest of the way down the alley.

Ben Hanscom and Richie Tozier are both side by side, Ben sitting on a milk crate box while Richie stands next to him. Before she’d yelled at them, he was kicking rocks and staring off into space. But now he’s smiling at the sight of his longtime crush sprinting over to them. He even forgets that the kid next to him is bleeding for a second in the excitement of her actually acknowledging him.

“Are you okay? What happened to him?”

Richie’s eyes fall over her, quite literally getting weak in the knees at the sight of her sporting short shorts. Only in his dreams has she spoken to him. Only in his dreams has she gotten close to him. In his dreams, they’ve kissed, gotten together, broken up, and made up a million times. But if the guys ever knew about said dreams, he’d probably never hear the end of it since he’s always busting their balls about the trivial little things they do.

“Hey,” She snaps and waves a hand in front of his face, “Trashmouth!”

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Witch Tips

Just a few tips I’ve picked up along my witchy journey that I thought might be helpful for all you other witches out there.

🔮 If you have trouble writing spells or just suck at it you can also use lyrics of a song or a poem that relates to the spell you’re casting.

🔮 Use what you have. Don’t write spells that require that you go out and buy $20 worth of supplies. It’s okay to work with what you got.

🔮 Speaking of working with what you have, here are a few free supplies that you can use: dirt / rain water / river or sea water / leaves / acorns / branches / rocks / flowers / plants / or anything you can find outside.

🔮 Sometimes a simple spell is better than an elaborate one. I know we all see those spell jars full of all that witchy goodness but it isn’t necessary. They’re awesome but you can create the same effect with a sigil or a simple fire release spell.

🔮 The dollar store is your best friend! Everything is there. Journals, candles, incenses, pens, art supplies, jars EVERYTHING LOL. Be sure to check there for your witchy needs before you spend $20 on jars from amazon.

🔮 Invest a dollar or 2 into a pocket witchy journal. This is perfect to keep little notes, journal entries, pressed flowers and if you’re like me and take a deck of tarot cards with you everywhere, it’s perfect to keep track of those random on-the-go style readings.

🔮 Don’t sweat the small stuff. Don’t have the money for a tarot deck just yet? Make a practice deck with a pack of blank index cards. Don’t have any fresh herbs? That’s okay, hit up your local dollar store they usually have a ton of common kitchen [dried] herbs.

🔮 Save your candle jars! If they have lids, save them to store your herbs, crystals, water, dirt or whatever in. To clean them: put hot water, a little vinegar and some dish soap and let it sit overnight. The candle residue should come off super easy with some warm water and a sponge.

🔮 Make a spray cleanser for your altar. It’s cheap, easy and doesn’t involve burning anything so it’s safe for apartments, dorm rooms or closeted witches.

🔮 Study! Creating magick is fun, reading tarot is fun, casting spells and doing rituals are fun but studying and knowing your craft is important. 

That’s it for now. If I think of more I’ll do a part 2.

Reaction: They find out you know their dances.

Request: And for my lovely lorax, could I get reaction from GOT7 or BTS, when they find out you know their dances (but you were keeping it a secret from them) :) <3 I love you as always ^^ 

~Bts reaction.  

(Gifs not mine. Credit to original owner/poster.)


After an especially long day at practice, Seokjin walked into your apartment, dumping his bag near the door and wanting nothing more than to cuddle you. It was then that he noticed the music coming from your living room. 

“Is that….Blood, Sweat and Tears?” he asked himself as he made his way towards the living room. He stood in the doorway and watched as you flawlessly finished the dance. He was about to applaud when Run came on. He watched with wide eyes as you danced to the song. 

“Wow Jagi! That was amazing!” he said as the song finished. You wiped around and found him in the doorway smiling brightly at you. He laughed as your cheeks heated up. 

He walked over and pulled you into his arms. 

“Don’t be embarrassed Jagi, you’re really good,” he whispered into your hair. 

Seokjin would be so flattered that you know his group’s dances. He’d also think it’s really cute and would want you to dance in front of the other members. He’d be you’re No.1 supporter from then on.


“That’s it for today guys. Go home and get some rest,” the choreographer announced after several hours of practice. You breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Yoongi. 

“I’m just gonna grab a drink from the vending machine, I’ll be back in a few minutes,” he said as he followed the other members out the door. You nodded and watched as they walked out. As you stood and stretched, your eyes landed on the speaker in the corner of the room. You wondered if you’d be able to do the new choreo, you had been sitting in on all the boy’s rehearsals after all. 

“Eh, what the hell,” you muttered to yourself as you turned the speaker on. The music blasted through the speakers and you started into the dance, unaware of the fact that Yoongi was watching. To his surprise and yours, you completed the dance without a hitch. When you turned to stop the music, you collided with Yoongi who’d already turned it off. 

“Not bad amateur,” he said with a smirk. You scoffed and folded your arms. 

“Em, excuse you! We both know that I did way better than you did.” Yoongi rolled his eyes and patted your head. 

“Okay, okay. You keep thinking that,” he replied. You slapped his arm playfully as he smiled smugly at you. 

 Yoongi would be kinda impressed that you know their dances. Considering he himself struggles with remembering them all, he’d find it cool that you know them.


“Y/N, that was amazing,” Jimin exclaimed as you finished dancing to Boy Meets Evil. You blushed as you got up and grabbed your water.

“Good enough to show Hobi?” you asked and he nodded enthusiastically with a smile. 

“I think so too.” Both you and Jimin’s heads snapped up to see Hoseok standing in the doorway, grinning. Jimin laughed and hid his face in his hands. 

“Caught,” he muttered. 

“Hobi, how long have you been there?” 

“Long enough to see you flawlessly dance Boy Meets Evil,” he replied and you groaned. 

“You weren’t supposed to see yet! I wanted to surprise you,” you whined and Hobi laughed as he made his way over to you. 

“Jimin, why are you hiding?” Hobi laughed and Jimin shrugged, still giggling. Hobi turned to you and pulled you into his arms. 

“Jagi, why didn’t you get me to teach you?” he asked, sounding slightly offended. 

“As I said, I wanted to surprise you,” you replied. Hoseok smiled and hugged you tighter.  

Jung Hoseok would absolutely love that you know their dances as he’s a dancer himself. He’d be so so happy and extremely flattered. 


“Rap Monster, you’ve recently announced your relationship with Y/N, so tell us a little bit about it. How long have you two been together?” asked the interviewer. Namjoon smiled at the mention of your relationship and lifted his mic. 

“We’ve been together for a while,” he answered. The interviewer nodded then asked; “So I think it’s safe to assume you know about their Youtube channel?” 

Namjoon’s eyebrows shot up and your jaw dropped. 

“No no nO NO!” you yelled at the TV, “Damn it!” 

You sighed as Namjoon glanced over his shoulder at his members, who shrugged, all of them looking just as confused as their leader. The interviewer smirked as they pressed play on a remote that had somehow magically appeared. A video of you dancing Run popped up on the large screen behind the group. They quickly turned around to see you and six of your friends flawlessly performing the dance. 

“Woah go Y/N,” Hoseok cheered, Taehyung and Jungkook soon joining in. Namjoon stared, awestruck. When the video ended, the members all clapped and cheered, Namjoon included. The interviewer then went on to explain that each of you danced the part of your bias, and Namjoon’s awestruck expression was replaced with a smirk. 

“Really?” he asked and you yelped, quickly turning off the TV and flinging the remote across the room. You sank back into the couch, wishing that the bloody thing would just swallow you. 

About half an hour later, your phone beeped, informing you that you have a text. 

Namjoon: Bias huh? 

You: I hate you.  

Namjoon would be so cocky when he finds out. He’d also be very impressed and flattered, but that wouldn’t stop him from teasing you.


“Right, time to get some work done,” you said to yourself as you hit shuffle then put in your earbuds. Just as you were about to get elbow deep in sudsy water, Lie started playing. You swore under your breath and walked into the living room. ‘The guys were all asleep and probably will be for a while. Might as well,’ you thought to yourself. As the song continued you started dancing. How could you not? Not only was it a great song, the choreo is amazing and it is your boyfriend’s solo song.  

As the chorus started, Jungkook lazily plodded into the room and froze when he saw you dancing. He smiled cheekily to himself and half ran to Jimin’s room. 

“Hyung! Hyung wake up,” Jungkook whisper-yelled as he shook the older guy’s shoulder. Jimin groaned as he slowly opened his eyes. 

“What is it Jungkook?” Jimin asked quietly. 

“Y/N’s dancing to Lie in the living room,” Jungkook said excitedly. Suddenly, Jimin was wide awake and out of bed. Him and Jungkook quickly made their way to the living room. Jimin laughed softly as he watched you dancing. 

“Hyung, Y/N’s really good,” Jungkook breathed and Jimin smiled. It soon came to the part in the choreo where Jimin gets lifted. Jimin decided now would be the best time to make his presence known, so he ran into the living room and picked you up bridal-style. He laughed when you shrieked in surprise. He quickly put your down, pulling your earbuds out in the process. He began singing it quietly and doing the dance. You couldn’t help it, you nearly immediately joined in. 

Jimin’s smile widened as you danced. He sang louder as you moved in sync, undoubtedly waking some of the other members but neither of you really cared. Seokjin, Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung wondered into the room and stood beside Jungkook, watching the two of you. Soon, the song was over. Jimin turned to you with a huge smile on his face, you mirroring it with a bright one of your own. The other members clapped and cheered loudly but were silenced by a voice from down the hall. 

“Can you people really not let me sleep?I swear to God, if any of you so much as breath too loudly, it’ll be the last thing you f*cking do!” Yoongi yelled and you all burst out laughing.

Jimin would be so flattered that you took the time to learn all of his dances. He’d really be touched by it and probably wouldn’t be able to stop smiling.


“Hoseok’s go,” Jimin said and Hoseok nodded. He turned to you with a smile and you raised your eyebrows. 



“I dare you to dance to whatever song I play,” Hoseok dared you and you rolled your eyes. 

“I thought you of all people would come up with something a little more creative,” you said as you stood up. Hoseok smirked as he selected the song. Your eyes widened in shock as Blood Sweat and Tears started playing. You gulped loudly as you got into the start position. 

“Are they really doing our choreo?” Taehyung whispered to Jimin as you started dancing. Jimin nodded and Taehyung’s jaw dropped in shock. The members sat there, completely dumbfounded and speechless. Taehyung’s jaw was practically on the floor at this point. 

When you finished, you turned to the guys and laughed at their shocked faces. 

“What? Did you think no one else but you guys knew that dance?” you teased as you sat beside Taehyung, who gave you a very confused look. You laughed as you reached out and closed his mouth. He glanced around at the other members, still not sure that he just witnessed that.

Taehyung wouldn’t have a clue how to react at first. The poor guy would be stunned into silence. He honestly be so flattered and amazed that you know his group’s dances. 


You were an a variety show with Jungkook and the other members. Bighit thought it would be a good idea so the fans could get to know you better. 

“So, a poll was posted to Bts’ official Twitter a few days ago with options of different challenges for Y/N. I now hold, in my hand, the results of said poll.” The MC opened the envelop and pulled out the card. 

“Please don’t be Random Play Dance. Please don’t be Random Play Dance,” you muttered under your breath as the MC read the card. 

“And the challenge is….Random Play Dance!” You sighed and shook your head as the guys cheered. 

“This is no ordinary Random Play Dance though. This is Random Play Bts Dance!” The guys cheered even louder and you groaned in annoyance. You knew nearly all of Bts’ dances but you’d never planned on telling Jungkook that. Now, he was definitely going to find out. 

“Music start!” You took a deep breath as the music started. I Need U blared from the speakers and you immediately started into the chorus. Bts suddenly became your personal cheerleaders the second you started dancing. The song switched to Fire straight after the chorus and you effortlessly changed dances, not missing a beat. 

Nine songs later and the guys were nearly losing their voices. Jungkook was definitely the most excited out of them all, he was completely freaking out! 

“Random Play Bts Dance complete!” the MC announced after the 11th song and the guys whooped and hollered as Jungkook pulled you into a hug.  

“Jagi, that was amazing!” he laughed as you blushed bright red. 

Jungkook would be so impressed! He’d really love the fact that you had learned his dances and would make sure you knew it. 

Beauty & the Beast!AU

formerly known as @viktor-nkfrv.

Starring Viktor as the Prince
Yuuri as Belle
Yuri as the Clock
Chris as the Candlestick
and other characters as the other household objects. And maybe JJ as Gaston.

There was once a vain prince named Viktor who loved anything beautiful. He especially loved the winter, for everything was pure and white and cold and beautiful.

Viktor’s vanity slowly took up the space in his heart, until kindness and compassion no longer had a place there.

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drunken truth

📓 : angst

💌 : 772 words

📌 : [i was in the mood to write and to swear i am sorry omg]

“He doesn’t love you.”

One shot.

“He is just being nice to you.”

Two shots.

“He doesn’t deserve someone like you.”

Three shots.

“You’re good at fucking things up.”

Four shots.

“You’re used to being that close friend. You’ll do well.”

You giggle, feeling pity for yourself as you took your fifth shot of this drink that you don’t even remember its name. It tastes nice, but the bitterness that is causing your heart to ache doesn’t seem to go away even though you’re already drunk.

This was your routine. You’ll feel fine most of the days, and then you’ll sulk in a pub when you feel like being alone and drown in your thoughts, hoping anything that won’t make you sober will make you forget Chanyeol.

But the funny thing is that most of the time, you keep on leaving your keys here, your wallet, but never him.

Chanyeol, you fucking asshole.

You looked at your phone and it’s already 12:34 in the evening. You wanted to go home, but none of your friends seem to pick up. You had one person in mind but you’re not pretty sure if it’s a good idea to call him in the middle of the night.

See. You’re not even together and yet you’re already being a burden.

You sighed as you scrolled through your contact list. His name appeared on the screen and you let out another sigh before clicking the ring button.

You owe me one thing, so I might as well bother you.

Your call was immediately answered within three rings. He’s probably working on a song right now which he always do around this time, you thought.

“Hey. What’s up?” His voice seems like he had just woken up. And God, you feel so embarrassed for disturbing him. Fuck.

You wanted to hang up but you thought that it would make everything worse than it is right now. You fumbled a gum in your pocket and chewed it, hoping it will make you less sober to sound fine and convincing.

“Ah, nothing!” You exclaimed. “I was just wondering where you are right now…?” You had no idea you were slurring your words. You stood up to get a proper reception but you stumbled upon a chair. A lady asked if you were okay. You gave her a smile, brushed it off and left.

Chanyeol sighed over the phone and said, “No. Where are you? I’m going to pick you up.”

“It’s fine. You don’t have to. I was just asking if-“

“I said, where are you?

You huffed in annoyance, but you know you couldn’t resist him. “The usual. The one that is like, five minutes away from your block.”

“Alright,” then he hung up.

You scratched your head, feeling worse than before. You were a complete mess and you had no courage to face Chanyeol like this.

But why would he even care? He never looked at you the same as you look at him. You loved him for almost two years now, and you don’t know whether to feel sad for yourself or if you feel like you deserve a pat on your shoulder that you haven’t fucked anything up between you two because of your stupid attachment. You’re far from his ideal type. You know him too well if he likes someone, and your heart clenches every time he rants about this girl who wouldn’t even take the chance to date him. You’re used to be that friend who spends the night in his dorm, giving advice on how he should be treating women romantically or how he can get over about a girl who dumped him a few weeks ago.

These women are stupid, you thought. Because if you dated him, you’ll probably be the one who will spoil the fuck out of him because you know that he will do anything for the people that he loves dearly.

And you hate the fact that you’re hurting because of it and you hate that you have fallen deeply for Chanyeol.

You were lost in your thoughts until someone was waving his hand in front of your face. It’s him. He wrapped around his jacket and walked you out. You felt your sleepiness taking over you and after that, you don’t remember anything anymore.

You’re quite certain that he tucked you into sleep and heard the words I love you that came from his mouth last night, but you refuse to believe it because you were absolutely drunk,

And it is too good to be true.


So i was listening to this song by the youtuber Hyuman and i thought it might be cool to draw Chara in traditional japanese clothes…then it turned into an @caretaker-au fanart, which is also Samurai Champloo crossover art.

Dating Harry Styles would include

I’m bored so I decided trying this, first time doing ‘would inlcude’. Tell me what you think <3

  • We all know how much he loves his sleep so waking up before noon is not a thing unless you make him do it
  • You would start spreading kisses on his neck, cheeks, hair
  • Still nothing. He just puts his pillow over his head and rolls over because he knows you don’t want affection, you want him to wake up
  • Harry Edward Styles if you don’t wake up now I’m gonna take some extreme meassures
  • Five mo’minutes
  • I’m calling your mom
  • I’m up
  • The only times he really makes an effort and wakes up before you do are on your birthday and anniversary
  • You would wake up to the smell of fresh coffee and something delicious being cooked
  • Surprise! Happy birthday/anniversary, luv!
  • That leads to talk about gifts
  • He loves gifts. Giving them, receiving them, he’s a gift person
  • Even for no reason at all, he would come home one day and just give you a present
  • Hey babe, I was on the studio today and thought I’d get you a lil’ something on my way here
  • Where are you?
  • On my way home
  • Are you bringin’ me a present?
  • He knows there will be times when you’ll be apart from eachother for a long time because of his work, so he cherishes every second with you
  • Stop taking pictures and just enjoy my company, you social media addict
  • He wouldn’t deny a selfie when you ask though, he loves seeing pictures of you when he’s away
  • And talking about pictures, he certainly loves nudes. Sending and receiving
  • He doesn’t have to be on another country to ask for nudes
  • Whatcha doin’ babe?
  • Working, why?
  • And you wouldn’t be able to concentrate on anything else for the rest of the day but the picture he just sent you
  • But two can play that game
  • Hey baby, are you on the studio?
  • Yeah, why?
  • Thought you might use some inspiration
  • When you both get home that day you don’t even need to say anything, you just go straight to the bedroom
  • I wrote two songs about that picture you sent me
  • Harry Styles you’re not releasing those songs
  • He being all koala mode when touring date is approaching
  • Harry let go of me, I need to go to work
  • No you don’t, I have money, you don’t have to work
  • You know he’s just joking for you to stay in bed with him. He knows how much you love your work
  • There was one time or two when you actually called in sick to stay home with him watching movies and cuddling
  • We’re gonna FaceTime every day, I promise
  • You know he really wants to keep his word, even though you end up talking once a week if you’re lucky. 
  • But you never say anything about that. He works hard and you’re happy just hearing his voice if only for a few minutes.
  • If you’re into tattoos, couple-tattoos would definitly be a thing
  • If it’s your first tattoo ever and you’re scared he would hold your hand all through the process
  • It’s almost done now, babe. It’s going great
  • And he would help you taking care of it afterwards
  • You might wanna keep it covered for another day, make sure your skin absorbs all the ink.
  • This is something most people don’t know about, but you’re actually the one who dyes the lights on his hair
  • You were dyeing your own hair at home one day and you jokingly tried some dye on him to see how it looked like
  • He liked it so much he kept it and now you retouch it for him every month
  • Lots of nights in having fun
  • Movies, board games, re-decorating… You love staying in together more than going out
  • Lots of surprise hugs and kisses
  • Like that one time you were having a shower and he opened the curtain shower to hug you from behing
  • Hug time!
  • JESus fUcking CHrist!
  • And of course, lots of love