i wanna make love in this loft

A Baby and a Ring

Derek Hale x Reader
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Author: T 💕
Request: Derek Hale x Reader where she finds out she got pregnant and is afraid to tell Derek because she doesn’t know how he will react…maybe where Derek is all supporting and happ and she worried for nothing. Thank you!!!! Also love 💜💜 your writing!
Warnings: None. Well, I mean it’s totally cute as shit if you wanna know the truth.

        I pushed through the loft tjust to make it to the bathroom before it was too late. I bent over the toilet for what seemed like the one hundreth time just today. I have thrown up so may times today it doesn’t even seem real.

        I stood up and swished some mouthwash to get rid of the nasty taste in my mouth. I looked at myself in the mirror. I look like hell warmed over. Boy, am I glad Derek went out to get me the tacos that I have been craving. I paused and went over a list in my head.

        “Morning sickness, random cravings, my breast were very tender, and my ankles were very swollen.” I thought. Oh, god, no. Please, no.

        I dug through the cabinet under the sink of the bathroom Derek and I share. I searched for the pink box Lydia had left over here a while back. I pulled out the pink box; it read: “Home Pregnancy Test.” I blew a large amout of air out of my mouth and sat on the toilet. I followed the directions on the back of the box on how to take the test, and I took it. I set a timer and waited for the results.

        I paced back and forth in the bathroom. The timer on my phone rang and I snatched the test off of the counter. The single word that was on the stick stared right into my soul.

       “No. No. No. No. No! This can’t be happening. What is Derek gonna say?” My heart sank down into the bottom of my stomach. “What is Derek gonna say?” I repeated.

        My thoughts raced through my head and my heart pounded out of my chest. I can’t tell Derek that I’m pregnant with his child! But I can’t keep it from hime either. He’ll find out eventually. Oh, what am I going to do?

        I breathed out. “I’ll tell him when he gets back.” I placed the stick on the counter and walked to the kitchen to get some water and attempt to calm myself down.

        “Baby, I’m home!” Derek shut the door behind him and brought the tacos into the kitchen.

        “Hi, babe.” I hugged him , burying my face in his chest. “What’s in this bag?” I asked, picking up the black bag.

        Derek put it in his jacked pocket. “It’s a suprise. I’m gonna go pee.” He kissed my head and went to the bathroom.

        I tried to collect myself enough to try to form a complete thought on how to tell Derek the news. “Hey, Y/N? What is this?” I turned around and was met with the vision of Derek holding the pregnancy test in his had. Shit! I forgot to take it out of the bathroom when I left earlier!

      I felt tears swell up in my eyes, “Der, I’m so so sorry I didn’t tell you earlier. I just- I had all these symptoms and then I got paranoid and took the test. I titn’t think it was going to come out positive, but it did. And I didn’t know how to tell you and I’m sorry.” Tears rolled down my cheeks as the words spilled out of my mouth. I turned my back to my boyfriend.

        Never, in the four years that Derek and I have been together, had I ever felt so small and vulnerable. The feeling overwhelmed me and I cried even harder. “Baby, shhhhh. Hey.” Derek spun me around to face him.

        “Derek, I’m-” Derek put his hand on my mouth to stop me from finishing what I was saying.

        “Please don’t me sorry. I’m not mad. I’m not upset. Hell, I’m not even remotly bothered by this news, Y/N. I am so happy for you, babygirl. I’m happy for us! There is nothing that I want more than to wake up in the morning to the sound of little feet running across the livingroom floor, cartoons playing on the TV in the background, and the sound of everyone I love laughing early in the morning.” Derek cupped my cheeks, “And I want nothing more than to experience that with my wife.”

        I knitted my eyebrows together. “Wife? Derek you don’t have- oh, my goodness, Derek!” Derek pulled the box out of the black bag that I asked about earlier.

        “I was going to do this anyway, but the baby makes it so mcuh better. Y/F/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, will you do me the extreme honor of evoming Mrs. Y/F/N Y/M/N Hale for now and forever?”

        My eyes teared up and I nodded my head. “Oh, Derek! Yes, of course!”

        Derek slid the beautiful ring on my finger and we sealed out engagement with a kiss in the pale light of the kitchen.

Originally posted by natinhas

fic: Lonely in Pink (3/3)

PG-13 | Angst | Humor | Romance | Age difference

Summary: Blaine is 27, a doctor with a three year old girl. Kurt is 18, fresh out of high school, with pink hair and combat boots. Equally drowning, they could both use a hand.

(as per usual, many thanks to notthetoothfairy)

Part 1 | Part 2

Read it on Ao3 or FF.net

Part Three – They Get

“You owe me so bad…” Kurt mutters as they finally shuffle through the automatic doors and stop to catch a breath. She slides sloppily down from his back and he grabs her arm to make sure she doesn’t topple right to the floor.

Rachel makes a show of pushing her soaking wet hair out of her face, and then flicking her hands through her raincoat to shake some of the water off. “I would do the same for you and never ask anything in return.”

Kurt just laughs and offers his arm to her, and she clings harder than she strictly had to, he’s sure. They limp (well, she limps) their way to the front desk of the Emergency room.

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jxst-saying  asked:

hi!!!!! "if you don't want to be with me anymore, just say it." with luke if you wanna. i know you're going to make me cry. ((-: xx.

insp. / quote sent in from a lovely anon

“Oh come on,” Luke chided, rolling his eyes and leaning against the stairway railing with his arms crossed in front of his chest and an indignant look stretched across his face. “You don’t have to lie to me, okay? I’m a big boy, I can handle rejection.”

Shaking your head, you sighed and simply brushed past him up to the second floor of the blonde’s loft, the city lights from stories below etching luminescent designs on the white ceiling above his California King size bed laid in the middle of the spacious room. The argument currently taking place was one you were absolutely sick and tired of; the lone subject Luke never failed to bring up despite the fact that you told him many times you refused to talk about it.

“Are you serious?” Luke asked in disbelief, following you closely behind as you slid your overnight bag you’d brought to his apartment the previous day out from under his bed before shimmying out of the shirt of his that you’d been wearing since you’d woke in the morning. “That’s it, you’re just gonna leave?”

You shrugged, keeping your eyes on the open window panes and willing the glowing grid of the city to not morph into a mush of lights; ordering yourself to keep your tears at bay. “I don’t know what you want me to say, Luke,” you stated, your voice quiet, meek, and the slightest bit hoarse as you fumbled for your pair of jeans previously kicked by the blonde’s dresser the night prior.

“What do I want you to say?” he repeated back to you, the pitch of his voice heightened with desperation. “I want you to tell me you feel it too.” Luke swallowed, his shaky exhale loud in the vast silence of his apartment as you pulled your jeans up your legs with difficulty; trying to ignore the burning of the boy’s gaze burning into your back. “I want you to stop lying to me.”

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Teen wolf Song Preference #3

Song: Jack and Jack “Distance.” 


Missed calls and ignored texts and
Late night, I’m stayin’ up stressin’
Girl I got you on my mind
I swear this happens every time

Every time you and Scott would get into a fight, you’d end up leaving. And every time, he’d end up sitting in his room, staring at his phone, waiting for you to call him back. He would always have you on his mind, no matter what, and whenever the two of you wouldn’t fight and he couldn’t get a hold of you, he’d panic, calling you over and over again, waiting for you to finally pick up, and whenever you finally did, it would be the same every time. “God! Y/N! I thought something had happened to you! God babe, I’m so fucking sorry! Please forgive me, you know I love you!” 


But what about our last fight?
Yeah I know it happened last night
You can put that in the past right?

Lately you and Stiles had been arguing like an old married couple, and it was starting to become too much for you. 

“Damit Stiles! I can’t do this anymore! We never do anything but arguing! I can’t do this shit anymore!” You yelled sinking down with your back against his door. 

“But what about our lat fight? That wasn’t so bad? I mean, I know it happened last night, but baby, I love you. You can put that in the past, right? I don’t wanna lose you, I promise I’ll work on being with you more, just please don’t leave me! Please.” He said his voice ending in a whisper as he sunk down next to you, his own head in his hands just like you. You sighed as you looked up at the ceiling. 

“I’m not giving up on you.” You whispered as you pulled his crying body into your chest stroking his hair, as he grabbed onto your hand. 


And what’s love without trust girl?
And what’s love without lust girl?
I’ve been thinkin’ bout us girl

You and Derek weren’t official, and for some reason you questioned everything he did. Did he not like you enough? Were you just his new play toy? What was wrong with him since he didn’t wanna call you his? 

One night, you sat on his bed in the loft, softly crying as he came home. He immediately walked over to you and looked at you with concern in his eyes. 

“What are we Derek? Why won’t you make it official? What is wrong with me?” You said as tears escaped your eyes. 

“I’ve been thinking about us. And the reason for the long wait, baby, is because I had to make sure this was real. I had to make sure that you trusted me, that you really wanted me. Because what is love without trust? What is love without lust? It’s pointless. And boy do I want you. There’s nothing wrong with you. I love you.” He said, kissing you. 


So what do we do now?
Everything we built, we broke it
It’s all shattered and broken
I can’t get you outta my head

Everything fell apart when you found out Aiden was a werewolf. It was too much. One nigh it was really tough on him, and he found himself calling you for the fifth time that day. 

So… what do we do now? Everything we built, I broke it.. I shattered it, I’m broken… I can’t get you out of my head… Babe please… I just wanted the one I love to know the truth.. I’m still the same guy… Please don’t do this. I know you’re scared, but I’ll protect you. From everyone… From me… I’m so sorry. I love you..” His voice cracked and he hung up before the tears would really start to fall..


It’s all fallin’ down
Time that we get goin’
Things you never told me
I thought you were the one

Liam never understood why he wasn’t enough. He never understood why you didn’t have enough in him, why you had to find someone else. And he sure as hell didn’t know why you never told him. You just broke up with him out of nowhere. It got awkward one day when he stumbled into you and guilt flashed over your eyes. 

“Liam I’m-” He cut you off. 

“It doesn’t matter. I think it’s time that we get going, I can’t forgive you for the things you never told me. Y/N, I really thought you were the one.. I guess I was wrong..” He said as he turned around and walked away, hurt being the only feeling that roamed around in his young body. 


One day, you’re here
And the next day, you’re missin’ (uh)
Can we be consistent? (girl)
Are you even listenin’?

Since Brett had played against Beacon High, he had gotten so popular among everyone, you used that as an excuse to end your long term relationship. 

“Oh BULLSHIT! It has nothing to do with that! You’ve been distant lately! One day you’re here, and the next day you won’t even text me back! I don’t know what the hell I’ve done to you to deserve this treatment. I just ca- Are you even listening!?” He growled. Your eyes were low. 

“I’m sorry Brett..” You whispered as you turned around and left him alone, hurt and speechless. 


Really I wanna know
Lookin’ at you in the eyes
Even though mine are kinda low
And it’s easy to see
That something is hurting you so

Theo had been distant ever since he moved back to Beacon Hills. You were visiting him for the weekend when you decided it was time to get some answers. 

“What is wrong with you T. I really wanna know, and don’t tell me everything is fine because It’s easy to see that something is hurting you so damn bad, and I know you too damn well to know you’d be lying so you better start talking!” 

He sighed as he pulled you close. It took him a few minutes to admit it, but Stiles’ suspicions of him really hurt him, and he didn’t know how to turn that into trust and it broke him. 

“He’ll come around Theo, don’t worry. You always described Stiles as someone who had a hard time trusting people. Plus, his dad is the sheriff, he was born into it. Give him some time.” You said, as you traced patterns on his bare chest. 

“God I love you..” He mumbled as he connected your lips in a sweet kiss. 


At least I can say for the time
I was satisfied
Answering machine
Hearing your name
Next to mine.

He had never felt a greater pain, than the day he got the call from Stilinsky, saying you had been in a car accident. You hadn’t been together for long, but he had fallen hard. Everyone showed up at your funeral and when the pack gave their condolences. He sighed as a single tear left his beautiful eyes. 

“At least I can say that for the time I was satisfied. Hearing her name right next to mine. Waking up to her in the morning, hearing her hum while she was making us breakfast,, I miss her.. I really do.” He said as he broke down, crying over the worst loss anyone could ever experience. The loss of someone they loved.

Super Sonic vs Super Neo Metal Sonic

     I made this back in January. The background was supposed to be space, but I didn’t wanna burn up my black art marker all at once. X_X

     I’ll probably make a digital version of this with a background sometime in the future cuz I love it too much.

I just had this idea for a fic where Malec are making out at Magnus’ loft after finally getting time alone (what with them both being so busy - missions and clients) and things are getting heated and just as Alec is unbuttoning Magnus’ shirt, which kind of turns Magnus on more because Alec rarely takes the lead in bed, the phone rings. “One moment, my love.” Magnus is all like, “Hellloo,” in this sing-songy, nonchalant way that I can so hear Harry doing in my head right now, and Alec keeps fiddling with the buttons and sucking on Magnus’ neck (he’s kinda in the zone and doesn’t wanna mess that up because he might not get the nerve to do this again) and guess who’s on the phone? “Ahh. Isabelle.” I can see Alec throwing his hands up in a oh-shit-I’m-done-backing-up-now way because he doesn’t particular feel too comfortable sexing Magnus up when his sister is on the line. XD

He Finds Out You Have a Girlfriend

Anonymous asks: please write something about being Derek’s freshman sister and he is constantly bothering you about boys and you blurt out “I have a girlfriend!”

Y/G/N = Your Girlfriend’s name

Originally posted by bilesandthesourwolf

Word Count: 528

Warnings: None

You wave goodbye to your brother Derek as you exit his car and walk into Beacon Hills high school. You recently started freshman year and quickly befriended Liam, which Derek seems to have a lot to say about,

“So I see you’ve gotten pretty close with Liam.”

“You’re not seeing any guys, are you?”

“Boys are cruel and manipulative, Y/N.”

Little did Derek know you are seeing someone, and that someone just so happens to be a girl. The rest of the pack already knows, but you’re scared of what Derek will think.


It’s the end of the day, and you kiss Y/G/N goodbye before meeting Liam outside the school, “Hey,” he says smiling and hugging you playfully, “Wanna hang out tonight with Stiles and Scott? You can invite Y/G/N along.” You smile, “She’s got sports training tonight, but I’d love to hang out.”

“Thank God, Stiles is making Scott watch Star Wars, I could really use the company.” 

You laugh and shake my head. This boy. 


You arrive home after a long night of Star Wars marathons, tired and ready for bed. When you enter the loft Derek is waiting for you with his arms crossed, “Where were you tonight?”

“I was watching movies with Liam, Scott and Stiles.”

“You were with Liam again? AND Scott AND Stiles?”

“Yeah… and?”

Derek huffs, “Is there something going one between you and Liam? Or Scott? Or Stiles?”

“What? No! They’re just my friends.” You shake my head at the idea.

“Really, because you seem be spending a lot of time with Liam. I don’t know the kid very well Y/N, and aren’t Scott and Stiles a little old for you?”

You were getting more and more frustrated, “No! You don’t get it do you, We’re just f-”

“That’s what you think, I can tell Liam is into you, Y/N.”

“What?! No you’ve got it all wron-”

“Y/N, at your age guys only want one thing, you know you need to be careful and-”

“Will you stop cutting me o-”

“I’m just saying Y/N, You have do be careful. I don’t want you getting hurt by a guy and the-”

“I have a girlfriend!” you scream, frustrated before you realise what you’ve just said.

“Wait, what?”

You look at the floor suddenly very nervous, Derek is silent and you start to panic thinking he is mad or upset, “I-I’m sorry.”

You feel a hand on my shoulder and you look up and see Derek staring at you seriously, “Don’t apologise, did you really think it’d make any difference?” he blinks at you a couple times and tilts his head slightly in a questioning manner. You feel a few tears fall down your cheeks and shrug your shoulders, “I don’t know.”

Derek embraces you in strong hug, “Thank you for telling me, I love you, you know that.” You close your eyes and bury your face in his chest, the tears falling now tears of joy and relief. When you pull away from Derek he has a sheepish look on his face.

“So, can I meet her?” he asks

You laugh and nod, “I would like that.”


A/N: Hey guys, this was my first imagine. It’s not amazing but I hope you like it :) Please feel free to request anything and I hope you have a great day.

June 13th: Concert & Loft 89 Experience

SOOOO a lot of people have been asking about my experience at  the 1989 show in Philly yesterday and also the Loft 89 meet and greet after. So imma tell y’all about it. Because it was honestly the best night of my entire life. 

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The Underwear Chronicles

About a year ago I met up with this girl via a Tumblr meet-up in Manhattan. Vanessa [not her real name] was really low key and down to Earth; on the surface, she was the kind of girl I’d like to date long term. We chopped it up on the High Line and eventually exchanged numbers that evening.  I find out later on that she has her own apartment out in Williamsburg, which happens to be one of my favorite spots in Brooklyn to frequent.  Vanessa was sexy as hell [Italian and Jamaican], so of course I was down to chill (or whatever else she was down for, to be honest).

Anyway, a week later I decided to come through one evening.  She came to the door in just her panties, which startled me for a minute.  I was celibate for eight months prior to seeing Vanessa, so my mind went primal.  Ole girl invited me in and as she was walking, I noticed stretch marks on her butt.  Honest to goodness, I wanted to ride her ass like an MTA bus.  All I could think was “Sandra Bullock, give me strength.”

[Pause disclaimer: I have a proclivity for stretch marks that drape across your booty. During sex it gives me the fantasy of making love in the Savannah.  I aptly call them “Zebra cakes”. Don’t judge me! *Clicks play*]

I get a brief tour of the apartment [which was a loft by the way; chick was ballin’]. We sat down, BS’ed for about a half hour and ole girl told me “I wanna freshen up. Get comfortable.” I never got undressed so fast in my life, down to my briefs.  My home girl gave me a good piece of advice: “If you have sex on the first night, a woman always notices one thing: your drawers.”  I rocked my special-occasion underwear (Calvin Klein X, get into it) and waited. 

Not too long after, Vanessa comes out in a towel, sits next to me and takes it off.  I go to touch her and she’s like “Wait, take off your underwear.” *Brief pause*…Of course I take them off but she snatches it out of my hand, drapes it across her face, and lays flat on her back playing with her coochie like a DJ at a party.  Ole girl’s talking dirty to herself: “Oh yeah, give me those sweaty balls. Your briefs smell so good.” This chick had a freaking underwear fetish! *drops head*

I go to grab my underwear and she goes white-girl-batty and we’re tussling buck ass naked.  I dropped $23 on that pair; I thought I’ll be damned if I don’t leave without ‘em.  She scratched the hell out of my right arm and I let go of the underwear.  I picked up my clothes and ran out like my ass was on fire.  [Mind you, I’m running down the street with one pants leg on in chancletas, still practically naked].  This crazy girl chases me down the block towards the station screaming, but my adrenaline was rushing so hard, I barely heard a word and didn’t look back.

She eventually gave up mid-way and I made it to the station.  I then realized not only was I out of a pair of briefs, but lost a chancleta while running. [I have to make all it back to Jersey with one damn shoe].  Embarrassed I caught the L train back to 14th Street and this older white guy saw my expression, sat next to me with a straight face and said “Crazy bitch, huh?” All I could do was bow my head in shame. It made my night. 

prettyboyshyflizzy<<deep sighs


But this is a true story to show you just the kind of person Taylor really is. It literally could be almost out of a movie …. My story…
Ok , so she followed me back in December, and i was so happy!! right before Christmas. And i was so happy i didn’t sleep all day. And i think she followed me bc she saw my url of the art she got of mine , when i won tickets to the ellen show, she thanked me and took it from my hand. I didn’t talk to her though, or anything but i got to shake Ellen’s hand and hers at the same time , pretty cool. And we basically had a 30 mini people concert on Ellen’s stage, it was so small and intimate and cool. She was in arms reach , i didn’t even have to move for her to take it from me. Then, later on there was the IHeart awards and you could win tickets on this site online. And i got tickets to be a seat filler. You could win, pitt tickets or seat filler tickets. And a seat filler is where move around alot throughout the show and sometimes you’ll be at a celebrity’s table or sitting by them with the guests. And i thought that was pretty cool. So i stayed up posting about that i won with my friends. Like ALL nite. But they got pitt tickets. So they knew where they would be sitting and could post it. I did not. Because a Seat filler u move constantly like i mean ALOT. And so i stayed up all late and that nite before posting, drawing things, singing, etc, lol and asking if i could say hi to her. And she never liked anything about it or of my friends. But one post of mine later, that had to do with the awards. And of course i didn’t think anything of it , but now i know why, she wanted to surprise us being the sneaky and amazing girl she is. And i was so excited to go to the awards, that i didn’t even sleep, i went to the show early ,i was the very first in line. It was so hot outside i stood for hours in heels before we went in. And come to find out they slightly over booked. So alot of us stayed behind this giant black curtain , literally by the trash and food lol. And i was like missing alot of the show almost. I Was so sad. We just got to watch it on a tv in this room. They tended to only pick girls that dressed in short dresses to sit around people and the Celebs it seemed. I was so sad. The guys were so rude to me. Even this one guy just kept picking the same girls. And towards the VERY end they finally let me , out and moved me towards the front. I sat at the same table with Scott Borchetta! I wanted to say something so bad to him, but it was tv and all professional, and i didn’t want to be one of those annoying people. And i couldn’t even dance where I was like the pitt people where my friends were that she met. And then Taylor walked literally RIGHT pass me to get an award and she sat right across from me onstage. literally RIGHT across from me At the very end and her last award. She was i mean right there i was on stage with her. And i wanted to say something SOO bad. But it was tv so i couldn’t . So i just cheered her on and clapped . And i didn’t want to bug her i tried to do a little wave but she was so focused on snoop and getting her award there was no way to get her attention lol. And the show was over, i was so sad that i was behind a curtain most all of the time. And the guys were being so rude. But i tried to make the most of it because i got to see taylor! and i was so happy she won so many awards like she deserved . So i walked all the way back to my car like blocks away, alone dying in these heels and got my phone. And looked at my messages and saw my friend’s message, and my heart just dropped . shes like u met taylor right? she found u right? And i was all what?!?!. Shes all , she was looking for u!!! and i just couldn’t believe it ! I didn’t know what to think, i totally cried . And i was happy for my friends, but so sad that i blew probably my only chance like ever . And the second i kid you not! I turned my radio on , the song i just havent met u yet came on of all songs!! That day was just so ironic ! even from the girl that came five mins after me in line , that was right behind me all day , happen to be sitting at taylors table all nitee ! And she was in the only selfie taylor posted in the background! It would have been me! If i was 3 mins later. In line so crazy! And If she saw me she wouldve recognized me because she was looking at our blogs to find us all that day. so tbh i cried all the way home, not really because i was sad that i didnt meet her, but more so that she even would do something so nice. and i made a video telling taylor, sorry i missed her, but thanked her for trying to meet me it meant alot. And so i thought there went that. Then she never liked anything untill next day but it had nothing to do thanking her, or about the awards. It was totally random things. Now i know that was on purpose. Then I got an anon the following morning asking me for my concert dates. Like who would care or go on anon for that? Now i know why . And i didn’t think anything of it then. And so the whole time they had been keeping tabs on me i guess so she would be sure and know where i was and meet me later like at my concert date. But she saw i won tickets for Rock in rio in vegas and that i was there so she met me then instead . Ok for the crazy second part of my story, after all that crazy IHeart stuff . I was at the dmv only because they had told me to come back later, i wasn’t even meant to be there that day. This is how i know its meant to be now. And not knowing what the radio contest was even for i was bored at the dmv, and i just heard call right now and i did, and i won rock in rio tickets. I was so in shock when i found out they were for taylor, for one i never listen to the radio either lol. And i never have won a radio thing ever. and my friends were going that were from the iheart awards too. So i should’ve got a clue maybe this was a sign for a second chance . But I didnt wanna be too hopeful. And i didn’t expect anything from Taylor. She did enough. The crowd was going to be crazy, insane ! Like 50,000 people! no seats nothing. All floor seating. I got billboard tickets too, so i thought maybe then i could have a possible chance. So i posted about vegas, and a outfit i made just for fun. It literally was because i loved making things . Because there was no loft . I knew that it was more of a festival. But her whole show for the first time in the u.s. people didn’t really dress up too much , i was like the only one that made a outfit lol. And i happend to get yes ill say it i don’t care, its embarrassing, a bladder infection , right before i left. I was SUPER sick nauseous. Drove to vegas alone. Having to stop at gas stations almost constantly bc i was so sick. Bc the antibiotics take over a week to fully work. And then i broke my phone yay me! Lol . Then i Met up with my friends, one from Australia , andrea. shes so sweet. That night i added the finishing touches to my dress. I couldn’t sleep at all that night i felt so sick. and the day came, and taylor didnt come on till almost midnight! We were there at like 9 am! Like crazy so long. We were in line with some of the other kinda tumblr famous people they were so cool, i love nic. She was one of the first people there too. I already was so tired and sick from the heat. And then finally the 3 gates opened. people ran like the Friggn hunger games ! it was crazy ! u have to run literally for like a mile to get to the stage! . ts a huge outdoor concert area. I got stomped on, felt so sick. I Ran and finally got there i felt like i was going to die. Not even kidding . I usuallly can handle alot bc i was sick as a kid most of my life and spent alot of time in the hospital. So thats when u know its bad. And we got to the stage. It was only 3pm! So i had almost 8 hours or so till she came on! And i was feeling so awful, dehydrated , hungry u couldnt leave or youd loose ur spot by the stage. No chairs . And i got so sunburnt like bad i forgot sunscreen dumb me. And eventually it got so crowded you could not sit. And i got kicked in the heels. i was bleeding no joke! I seriously tried not to cry . Because after all i went thru, as bad as i felt, i wasn’t going to not see taylor. No way. And i couldn’t even get to a bathroom. Ironically of all illnesses the time i literally could not use a bathroom for hours. And no to mention basically standing for hours straight, no sit time. And not to mention its still 2 hours or more added to that because thats how long her concert lasted. And i literally was in so much pain, i couldn’t get water or sit. My phone died, even with a battery pack charger. Since i was there for so long. And the min i was about to cry and told everyone im so sad but i literally cant do it , i felt so sick and i cant stand anymore i have to go walk to first aide or lay down in the grass . I kid u not the MIN i went to go , this girl came up to me and said taylor wanted to meet me. And i was like 😦. Totally in shock like totally , like not expecting it at all. And my phone had died so i saw no messages from her or taylor nation. And i never answered them. But she still tried! Being the sweet Taylor she is. she didnt give up and had people from online she saw , that she thought might know me come find me. How cool is that? She is literally so sweet. Like in a crowd of 50,000 people no phone, taylor Friggn swift found a way to find me. I literally didn’t cry because it seemed to surreal. I didnt believe it. So they told me after ed sheeran sings to go meet in this certain spot. And i had to push thru a level crowd of like 50,000 people my outfit was literally falling apart from such a long day, and having to push through people that wouldn’t move . and no one wanted to move. But i finally got out of the crowd. And she asked our names i was with a couple of girls taylor was going to meet too . It was tree and someone else. And they started to take us backstage. I was talking to tree along the way she was so nice , all the people we passed said congrats guys! And i was so sick, and tired in shock, I honestly didnt feel all there. Like it was a dream. It was so cool because she had no meet and greet set up at all, or any loft. She literally MADE time . So then bc of this we all got a little extra time. I was so happy to sit for a few mins before i met her . It was pure heaven, if i didn’t get to sit, i don’t think i could have made it though her concert whatsoever. And the room was so small, smaller than a bedroom size. it was like her dressing room. I got to sit next to her blue shake it off shoes and some oufits. And we were there for like a half hour total. There weren’t very many of us at all. she was like Im so glad i found u guys! It was kinda hard , but I’m glad i finally found you too this time! I was so in shock right when i walked in she was like just right there. Like i just couldnt believe it . We all talked in a group but i was quiet because i was sick and in shock. And it seemed like if i tried to talk everyone just talked over me so i gave up. But i really didn’t care because i was just happy to be there. She danced around and did funny accents lol. I let everyone else go first really, and by some miracle idk how, the bag i brought with me ended up having the necklace in it that i had been saving since the i heart awards. I gave her the cat necklace i had. She said she loved it. It was even her birthstone , And Hugged me a bunch. I talked to treee while she saw the other girl. And i just didnt ask questions really or take a video, the time your actually allowed too for once , i didn’t . because my phone was dead , and i didnt have one again like the iheart awards. and i was in such shock. And i didn’t want to seem greedy, or ask people to use their phone. i was just happy to be there . she told me she loved me , and llike nuzzled her chin on my head and side hugged me again, and saw my outfit and talked about it . Her and tree loved it , unfortunately it was falling apart by then . and i was embarrassed. But she was so nice about it and said she saw it online lol, and she cant believe i do all that for her, and all i went through for her, and that im amazing and i made her so happy. i think i said i love u i hope lol. And she wrote long live for me, for my grandma, a tattoo i wanted. And then we left she said she was making sure security saved our spots and escorted us back, so we Could just hop over the front of stage so we wouldnt have to go thru the crazy crowd. So we hopped over, i danced thru all the pain and had the best night ever. So I was a mess when she saw me. I didn’t say anything i wanted to at all. But it was of course and it was still the best day of my life. And not to mention after wards being so tired and hungry and dehydrated , after all that we still had to walk back to the hotel. So i still didn’t eat or drink till the next day.and just crashed on my bed… The end

So this post isn’t to brag, in anyway. I just want to show how amazing and kind of a person taylor is . She met my friends. She has 80 million fans. She didn’t have to try and meet me again, but she kept trying and did. And the point of this story is also to show you that anything is possible. And never give up on meeting taylor because it does happen when you least expect it, and when its meant to be it will. So don’t get discouraged , and never give up. Because i know why it wasn’t meant to be then. My other grandma died a week after i met her. And that helped get me through. And i wouldn’t be able to tell this crazy long story , that might inspire you guys to never give up, if i met her at the awards now could i?! That is just what is so special about Taylor , she makes you believe and never loose hope … ( don’t expect any reblogs at all . Because this is just to show who taylor truly is…. @taylorswift @swiftdownunder @swiftiesparkleshine

exerciseindisguise  asked:

"What do you mean you were married? Did you ever get a divorce???" "Technically I'm dead..." "That wasn't an answer. "

“Yes it is. We went to med school together, he was one of the only people there that didn’t make me want to stab them with a scalpel.”

“So you thought you’d marry him?” Root asked incredulously.

“That’s not what happened. He called me a couple of months after I left my residency, said he wanted to say goodbye. He was born in Afghanistan and they were revoking his visa.”

“So you thought you’d marry him.” She repeated, new understanding in her tone.

Shaw shrugged. “He was a great surgeon, seemed a shame to make him leave.”

Root laughed, shaking her head. “That is so…”


“So you, Sameen.” She grinned. “Only you would marry someone to solve a problem.”

“What were you expecting? Wild night in Vegas?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Oh my god, are you jealous?”

“Of course not.” Root rolled her eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

“You are! If it makes you feel better, I left for boot camp the next day, never even slept with the guy.”


“Yes, really. Last I heard he got remarried to an attorney.”

“So you’re effectively single?”

“Of course not. I seem to have ended up living with someone. You probably shouldn’t let her catch us talking, apparently she gets pretty jealous.”

Root smiled, then turned towards the stairs to the loft. “You wanna know the good news?” She asked over her shoulder.

“What’s that?”

“I’ve heard jealous sex is the best kind of sex.”

Now that was a theory Shaw would love to test out.

anonymous asked:

How 'bout: "Five Foods Killian Jones Learned to Love in the New World, and the One He Despised" - or alternately (additionally??) - "Five Pirate Foods Killian Jones Missed, and One He Was Glad to See the Back Of"?

A/N: ANON! I’m so sorry this took so long to get out to you! For some reason I had a lot of trouble with it it (I ended up enlisting the help of euphoric-melancholyy​ for some of it)

BUT its done and I really love how to came out and I hope you do too! (I only did four food he liked instead of five, but i made sure to add extra fluff to make up for it)

Happy reading, snowflakes!

(P.S. hey, captainmeerkat​, how many headcanons can you find?)

The Four Foods The Captain Loved (And The One He Hated)

He’s in the kitchen, rolling the dough out, kneading it repeatedly with his hook, careful not to tear it, yet jabbing it vertically with the cool metal.  In his peripheral he sees her giggling as she shreds the cheese.

“What’s got you giggling, Swan?” he asks

“Nothing,” she smiles, bringing up her elbow and gingerly taps his arm. She continues to observe him, sneakily (or what she thinks is sneaky - he can totally see her glancing at him every few seconds, she’s like clockwork really), as they cook. It doesn’t take long for their pizza to be put together and as she puts it in the oven: Killian goes over to the stereo. He stares at it questioningly for a long moment, trying to remember how Emma had turned it on the night before.

“It’s the big button, top right corner.” She calls over her shoulder, turning slightly to see his face and how his eyes sparkle when they meet hers.

“I quite like this music, Swan. Sounds similar to the song we danced to at your father’s engagement ball.”

“What are you doing?” She turns her head inquisitively, welcoming his embrace as he pulls her close enough to feel his heartbeat. He doesn’t say word, just places simple kiss to her temple and begins to sway with the music.

They stay quiet, and she finds herself once again a lost girl. But not the lost feeling she previously felt. Now she feels lost in him; in his eyes, in the way her body fits perfectly with his as they dance, his heart beat against hers, the way his hook slightly tickled the small of her back, his hand messed in her tangled hair…

“What are you thinking about, lass?”

She pulls her head away, just enough to look up at him. “Just…how happy you make me.” Emma smiles again, placing a kiss to his neck before to returning to her previous position. “And that we make a killer pizza.”

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I just moved into my new room that’s just downstairs instead of upstairs. Honestly, I didn’t know what my mother was thinking when she told me she was going to turn a common area of the house into my own little loft unit, even after she had learned that I was applying to Berklee and that I may (had I got in, and yes, I did, #grateful) not even be around to enjoy her latest greatest idea. My mother spoils me and I vow never to take advantage of that. I guess traveling is where I like to spend my hard earned money, and home building is where my mother likes to spend hers. 

I’ve only got this to show for now cos it’s the section that I’ve been working on the hardest; I call it my Cuddle Corner. I guess this is where I’ll journal and read the books I’ve been meaning to read, with photos of what’s happened over the past two years (best years of my life… so far). Come tomorrow, there’ll be 71 (yes, we counted) more photos for me to put on my wall, and I can’t wait to show you guys the final result!

When I get every other part set up, such as my bed area, where I’ll hang up art from Candace McKay, Elroseabel and Maja, or my living room area downstairs (yes, it’s loft room! I’m a lucky girl!) I’ll take proper photos and show y'all.

As for the life update. Life is good.

Not just content anymore, as how I would repeatedly say over the past couple of months. I’m very happy–busy, but happy–and I’m just loving how everything has fallen into place for me thus far. Yeah, sure, I usually wouldn’t wanna jinx it but I just thought I’d let everyone know that shit turns out fine. And if you work and make yourself happy, your ‘fine’ will turn into a 'great’.

To be honest, emotionally I had a rough past 12 months. You know, boys. (If you’re a dude, I’m sure you know how I feel too. We’re all the same! Emotional human beings!) There was a hole I fell into that I could have sworn I wouldn’t get out of.

Please trust me. I’m sure you must be wondering, how miserable could she have been? All her pictures she seems pretty chill. Oh it was bad. Days spent in bed wallowing and crying over things that weren’t even in my control, then going out with friends just to suffer even more cos I felt the need to hold my junk together, then coming home and repeating the misery fest all over again.

But here I am, and I made it out alive. And I was taught to not take things too seriously when it comes to the matter of the heart. Let it ride along with the current. Don’t try to speedboat your way through the forest because you’ll miss all the beauty in between. And don’t get yourself into situations you don’t want to be in. If the situation is sticky, and you feel uncomfortable, you have all the right to just get out of it. There is no “I have to stay”. You are in control of yourself. Please don’t let anyone else influence your decisions when it comes to your emotions. 

I am very happy. Because new beginnings have begun. My heart is in an extraordinary place and a place I never thought it could be, or rather, expected it to be. 

Whatever emotional 'romantic’ heart booboos you’re going through right now, it’ll blow over. I was just on Skype with Avelyn last night and she was the first one to make me realise that I got out of that black hole. She pointed at me and went, “I told you it’ll all get better.”

Of course, it’s not that easy, or quick, but the time will come that you’ll be happy (that’s if right now you’re feeling sad). 

And I’m telling you this from experience fresh out of the oven. When you think it’s the worst thing that could ever happen to you, it really isn’t, and worse things will come, but even that, you’ll soldier through. You just gotta be sure it doesn’t consume you. 

I am fine. And you are fine.

If you’re not, you will be. Have faith in yourself. You’re stronger than you think. 

Till tomorrow, friends!

anonymous asked:

is Jeff incapable of admitting he killed of characters? Is that seirously stiles macking on the lesbian girl who's girlfriend was killed maybe a month ago? What the effing hell is wrong with this guy? They are having a rave on Boyd's grave and Jeff thought it would be ... what? Interesting to have a scene where Stiles makes out with a girl who probably still doesn't understand why a girl she loved was killed in a terrible way? Just ... I'm so fucking done with this BULLSHIT!

well, I can understand why a girl (who’s now bisexual *coughlet'snottalkaboutthatone*) would maybe wanna kiss another person like two months after her girlfriend was killed. It sucks, but also you wanna get on with your life or maybe you just wanna get drunk and forget for a while. That I could live with.

What absolutey infuriates me is the rave taking place in Derek’s loft (did he even give anyone permission??? also why the fuck does he still live there) where, yes, most importantly, Boyd died. That is so disrespectful and horrible I can’t even