i want to be a beckham


camisado // panic! at the disco

pittsburgh penguins ranked in order of how much they hate me
  1. evgeni malkin: posts pictures of himself on social media, knowing that i will see them and cry. grows patchy playoff beards that i am somehow attracted to. fights all the time. snipes filthy goals. takes,,, so many penalties. clearly wants me dead.
  2. sidney crosby: every time he giggle-honks it is a personal attack on my well-being and i am 98% sure he knows it. also continues to wear The Hat despite knowing that i love his post-game curls.
  3. kris letang: has a v cute son and a v pretty wife and doesn’t ever bring them over to my house ???? v v rude, tanger. obviously hates me a great deal.
  4. patric hornqvist: gives me heart palpations whenever he’s shirtless. which is always.
  5. brian dumoulin: deliberately made me fall in love with him before revealing himself as a frat boy who doesn’t know what indy music is in some bizarre plot to end me. 
  6. phil kessel: hasn’t given me his sister’s phone number, so clearly doesn’t want me to be happy.
  7. carl hagelin: has prettier hair than me. knows he has prettier hair than me. chooses to flaunt the fact that he has prettier hair than me. clearly a lot of hatred there.
  8. trevor daley: has yet to teach me his skin care routine or secrets for looking Like That.
  9. chris kunitz: is 37 years old and still looks so Good that it can only be an attempt to end my life.
  10. olli maatta: a literal ray of sunshine who wants to burn me alive from the inside out with the power of his smile.
  11. justin schultz: has a sinister plot to make me attracted to men with missing teeth and beards.
  12. matt cullen: is Team Dad but refuses to adopt me.
  13. nick bonino: posts pictures of maisie and jake together with the understanding that i will see these pictures and pass out. obviously wishes me harm.
  14. conor sheary: knows that i die a little every time he gets injured. still has the audacity to allow himself to be injured.
  15. jake guentzel: hasn’t proposed to me yet???????? obviously hates me at least a little.
  16. bryan rust: hasn’t responded to any of my long, extensive, hand-written love letters. clearly dislikes me.
  17. matt murray: has a Large Dog named beckham that he will post about but will not bring to my home so i can pet???? wtf matt.
  18. marc-andre fleury: loves me, supports me, wants me to be happy.
Coachella // Cole Sprouse

Hey, could you do a Cole Sprouse imagine, where him and the reader are together at Coachella with the rest of the cast. And they all ship them and it is just really cute and fluffy. This would be awesome. Thank you in advance 😊

A/N: Hi guys! I’m sorry it took so so so so long for me to post my stuff, but I am a busy girl (what am I saying? I spend most of my time on Sims and playing video games) and school is almost starting back up again (it’s saturday and i’m talking 11pm right now and i go back on monday help) but I will try to do this for you 💕 Btw, this is short bcos I have never been to Coachella so I couldn’t really describe the experience omg. 

Warnings: Zero. Zilch. Nada.

Words: 867. 

Characters: Cole Sprouse, KJ Apa, Lili Reinhart, Camila Mendes, Ross Butler, Casey Cott. 

You were beyond excited as you walked through the front gates of the biggest music festival you’ve ever attended. You had Cole holding onto your hand tightly, making sure you wouldn’t get lost within the crowds. Camila and Lili were both chatting to you about the fashion, and their outfits. You wore something simple, just like Camila and Lili. A ‘Boho Chic’ styled outfit, paired with white Converse and your hair was in loose curls and you had a huge smile on your face.

Looking up at Cole, seeing his brown hair fall perfectly over his face. His white shirt and blue jeans were simple and you loved it. A lot.

“What are you staring at me with heart eyes for?” Cole whispered in your ear, a chuckle following his question as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to his body as you walked to the H&M tent with him and the rest of the cast.

“Because you’re a beautiful specimen and I think you’ve casted a spell on me to make me look at you all the time.” You grinned, shaking your head a little as you looked around, seeing an abundance of celebrities floating around. There was music playing from the live performances and you were honestly so amazed by the relaxed atmosphere. Cole laughed at your comment, pressing a kiss to your temple. You could hear Camila exclaiming how cute you two were as a couple and Lili quietly agreeing with her. KJ, Casey and Ross were all wolf whistling in the background, making you blush and bite your lip.


You were currently dancing with Camila and Lili to the music at the stage where you were with everyone you had come with. It had eventually gotten a bit sexual, where it ended up with you grinding up against Camila, her hands on your body. You were laughing, since you were a bit tipsy and high off the adrenaline, along with Camila, and Cole was standing over with KJ, Casey and Ross. Cole was muttering under his breath. He heard KJ laugh at him. “Jealous are you, mate?”

Cole raised an eyebrow at KJ, chuckling a little bit and shaking his head. “I’m just gonna let her have fun. She’s had a tough few months, so I’m just letting her let loose.” Cole shrugged, running his fingers through his hair and walking up behind you, leaning in to whisper in your ear. “I’m gonna go and get some drinks for the clan. I’ll be back soon, okay?”

You turned around, apologizing to the girls before looking up at him. “I’m gonna come with you, okay?” You took his hand, your bag at your side. You made your way through the crowds, headed towards the little stall where drinks were being sold. You asked for 7 bottles of water, pulling your purse from your bag, but Cole had already handed them the money, telling them to keep the change before taking 4 out of the 7 bottles of water. “I could’ve paid for them, Cole.” You laughed, holding the three bottles, walking besides your boyfriend.

“You don’t need to worry about it right now, my beautiful. I just want you to have fun with us all.” He spoke as the both of you arrived back to your group, who were now all finished with their dancing, and had sat on the grass, just a little bit away from the crowds.

“You two are honestly the cutest. Like, cuter than Michael Jackson and Tatiana Thumbtzen from his music video or whatever.” Camila commented, thanking you as you handed her and Lili a bottle of water, handing the other water bottle you had to KJ, who was also seated next to Camila.

“I think we aspire to be David and Victoria Beckham, actually.” Cole smirked, his hand snaking around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You blushed, looking at Camila and rolling your eyes.

“Well if you pop out babies like the Beckham’s do, I will be astonished and honestly cry.” Lili laughed, making you face-palm, unscrewing the bottle lid and taking a drink.


It was getting towards dark and you were currently wrapped up in a blanket, sitting next to Cole, who was wrapped up in the same blanket, sipping a cup of coffee, from the Thermos that Lili had filled up. “Have you enjoyed today?” Cole asked quietly, his lips brushing against your ear, taking a deep breath.

“I did, actually. Thank you so much for bringing me along, Cole. You didn’t have to.” You smiled, turning to look at him and pressing a kiss to his cheek. You stood up, dropping the blanket and starting to pack your stuff into the back pack you had bought along.

“What are you doing?” Cole asked, watching you put both of your stuff away. You motioned for him to give you the blanket as you spoke.

“Packing. As you can see. I want to spend some time with my amazing boyfriend in a cold hotel room.” You smiled, watching him nod and start to pack up to.

Boy were you happy to have a guy like him in your life.

The Campus Fuck Boy (G.D)

Summary: Grayson Dolan is the college fuck boy of the century, who also happens to be best friends with your brother. Your brother comes back to town, and you’re expecting some nice brother sister bonding before the first football game at your campus. But instead of bonding with your brother, you end up bonding with someone else instead…

Warnings: Mentions of sex.

A/N: Grayson as a college fuck boy is a concept I will never get over! Sorry for being so shitty with uploading lately! But I promise I’m gonna get my shit together, & start updating some more! Love you! <3

Reader’s POV

It was only the second week of my junior year in college, and I was already hoping for it to be over. I didn’t like any of the professors, and the work load was already ridiculous, and on top of that I was working 2 jobs, to be able to pay rent, and bills. I regret moving out. I mean as much I like my privacy, I do not like paying rent every month. 

“Are you still going to the game tonight?” my friend Jenn asked, as we were walking to the parking lot.

It was the first football game of the season, and I was excited to go. I love football, and we had a pretty good team. Probably because the star quarterback, and his not as douchey twin brother makes sure the team never loses.

“Yeah, Mike’s probably going to come with us.” I said, referring to my brother.

“Mike’s in town?” Jenn asked.

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In honor of women’s history month, I wanted to highlight some wonderful films directed by women. :)

Baby, Baby- Part Two (Grayson Dolan x Reader)

Summary: An assignment in which you must mother a baby simulator doll pairs you with Grayson Dolan, a cocky, arrogant jerk, who was only out to make your life difficult, it seemed. In a project based on bonding and developing parenting skills, you and Grayson must set aside your differences and work together to be good parents and pass the class. Only one of you was willing to do it, however, and it wasn’t Grayson.

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 1390.

A/N: Part two, hope you enjoy 💛 

Baby, Baby Masterlist.

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#144 Brooklyn Beckham – Birthday

You are at the Beckham’s house to surprise Brooklyn. He doesn’t know that you’re here and thinks that you aren’t able to come to his birthday party because of school and stuff. Yet, you flew all the way over to him just for his birthday.

Victoria lets you in and you put your stuff down in the guest bedroom before she leads you to Brooklyn’s room. She opens the door and you and her get inside. “Brooklyn, wake up.” Victoria says as you walk over to the bed. Brooklyn responses with a groan and rolls onto his stomach. “(Y/N) is here.” She says, making Brooklyn groan again.

“That joke got old, mum.” He mumbles.

“What joke?” You ask and Brooklyn instantly gets up. He kneels on the his bed, wearing nothing but boxers. His hair is a mess and his eyes wide open as he realizes that you’re really standing right in front of him. It’s quiet in the room as Victoria takes a step back and leaves you and Brooklyn alone.

“Happy Birthday!” You break the silent with a smile on your lips.

“YOU’RE HERE!” Brooklyn exclaims and pulls you to his chest. He wraps his arms around your waist and holds you tightly. With his arms still around you, he gets off the bed and stands right in front of you. You and him stand there hugging each other until he lifts you up. You wrap your legs around his hips and kiss his cheek. “I missed you.” Brooklyn mumbles.

“I missed you more.” You say as he lets you down. You cup his cheeks as his hands rest on your waist. Brooklyn smirks at you and you lead his lips closer to yours until you kiss. Brooklyn holds you tighter, deepening the kiss.

“But I thought you couldn’t come.” Brooklyn says when you pull apart.

“Victoria and David flew me in.” You tell him, making him smile from ear to ear.

“Best birthday gift ever.” He says and kisses you again. You kiss him back but pull away after a few moments because it’s going to be a long day.

“We can do whatever you want, so get ready.” You say to him and are about to leave his room, but he pulls you back.

“Wait here.” He says and you take a deep breath.

“Alright.” You say and sit down on his bed. Brooklyn disappears in his bathroom and minutes later he comes back again, wearing jeans and a tank top. “It’s kinda cold outside.” You tell him.

“Fine.” He chuckles and disappears again. Brooklyn comes out, wearing a coat.

“Too formal?” You ask and he takes a deep breath.

“Right.” He say and leaves again. You laugh, waiting for him to come back. When he does, he wears a white sweater and a black jacket over it.

“Perfect.” You say and he smirks. “Where do you want to go?” You ask him. He doesn’t answer, takes his backpack and your hand before you leading you out of the house. Brooklyn doesn’t let your hand go as you and him walk further away from the house. You and him talk about your flight and other random things as Brooklyn kicks a tin can in front of his feet.

“Look I can do tricks.” He says and throw the tin can into the air. He kicks it with his foot and it flies to the other side of the road. You burst out laughing and clap your hands. “Wasn’t that bad.” Brooklyn says and wraps his arms around you. You don’t answer and just laugh. “I missed your laugh.” Brooklyn say and kisses your cheek. He takes a step back and opens his backpack. Seconds later he holds his camera in his hands and takes a picture of you laughing at him. He only stops to take pictures when you cover the lens with your hand.

“Don’t take pictures of me when I’m laughing.” You tell him and want to take the camera away from him but Brooklyn somehow manages to get his arms around your waist from behind.

“Why? You look gorgeous… all the time.” Brooklyn smiles before kissing your cheek. You can’t help it but giggle as you turn around in his arms.

“I love you.” You say and wrap your arms around him.

“I love you too (Y/N).” Brooklyn smiles and kisses you passionately.


The Signs As Boyfriends

Aries: (Paul Rudd, Quentin Tarantino, Robert Downey Jr.) The Jealous Boyfriend. If you reblogged that post circulating that said you find tall jealous boys attractive, an Aries is the boy for you. If you want to ask wether or not the dress makes you look fat and not be lied to, an Aries is the boy for you. They will never be ashamed of you and will always have your back.

Taurus: (David Beckham, George Clooney, Al Pacino) The Suave Boyfriend. If the famous quote from Breakfast at Tiffany’s, “He’s all right — I suppose. If you like dark, handsome, rich-looking men with passionate natures and too many teeth.” seems to fit your perfect description for a boyfriend, a Taurus is the boy for you. They can knock you dead with the flick of a lighter or snap of a finger.

Cancer: (Tom Cruise, Benedict Cumberbatch, Adrien Grenier) The Shy and Reserved Boyfriend. If you don’t like going out in public and would rather curl up in a blanket to “watch Netflix and chill” a Cancer is the boyfriend for you. If you want a constant supply of deep love and affection, a Cancer is the boyfriend for you. They will let you know how important you are to them and how much the relationship means on a daily.

Gemini: (Chris Pratt, Johnny Depp, Shia LaBeouf) The Social Take-Home-To-Your-Parents Boyfriend. If you want someone to do the talking for you, a Gemini is the boyfriend for you. If you want someone to introduce you to a new world and friend circle, a Gemini is the boyfriend for you. They are very socially fluent and can save you from embarrassment in any situation.

Leo: (Daniel Radcliffe, Steve Carell, Ben Barnes) The Funny Boyfriend. If you want someone to always keep you laughing and on your toes, a Leo is the boyfriend for you. If you want someone to constantly tell you how amazing you are, a Leo is the boyfriend for you. A Leo’s loyalty will be to you and only you.

Virgo: (Adam Sandler, Jack Black, Paul Walker) The Perfectionist/Pampering Boyfriend. If you want someone who is always going to remember the GPS or the car charger or to shut the garage door, a Virgo is the boyfriend for you. If you want someone who will give and give and give to prove themselves to you, a Virgo is the boyfriend for you. They have a very caring nature about them and will be entirely invested in the relationship.

Libra: (Will Smith, Ryan Reynolds, Hugh Jackman) The Cute Boyfriend That All Your Friends Like. If you want someone who’s going to impress your friends, a Libra is the boyfriend for you. If you want someone who’s going to keep things interesting, Libras the boyfriend for you. He’ll have all the traits you’ve ever looked for in a boyfriend but be careful because these boys are known to be flirts.

Scorpio: (Matthew McConaughey, Leonardo DiCaprio, Ryan Gosling) The Intense and Protective Boyfriend. If you want someone who’s going to throw every last bit of themselves into a relationship, a Scorpio is the boyfriend for you. If you want someone who’s going to be open about their emotions and feelings, a Scorpio is the boyfriend for you. They put love above everything else.

Sagittarius: (Aaron Carter, Adam Brody, Brad Pitt) The Most Likely To Be A Sugar Baby On The LowLow Boyfriend. If you want someone who’s going to constantly keep things different and interesting, a Sagittarius is the boyfriend for you. If you want someone who’s going to be great in bed, a Sagittarius is also the perfect boyfriend for you. While they won’t provide you with material objects they will provide you with all the adventures your heart could desire.

Capricorn: (Nicolas Cage, Jared Leto, Liam Hemsworth) The Working Boyfriend. If you want someone who’s going to come home from a long day at work and tell you about everything that happened and how you were on their mind all day, a Capricorn is the boyfriend for you. If you want someone you know you will look at with love and happiness, and be proud of, a Capricorn is the boyfriend for you. They will always make you feel safe in any situation and always be there to take care of you as long as you are loyal.

Aquarius: (Christian Bale, John Travolta, Ashton Kutcher) The Boyfriend With Benefits. If you want someone who is going to show you another side of romance that you’ve never seen before, an Aquarius is the boyfriend for you. If you want someone who is going to look at you and only you like you’re the only thing on this planet, Aquarius is the boyfriend for you. They will always have a unique opinion and outlook on life.

Pisces: (Bruce Willis, Daniel Craig, Emile Hirsch) The Dreamy Boyfriend. If you want someone who’s going to sweep you out from under your feet and capture your heart on the first date, a Pisces is the boyfriend for you. If you want a mysterious guy who is always full of new stories and ideas, a Pisces is the boyfriend for you. They will always have a fact that you didn’t know and will make you look at things from a different point of view.


(that’s bowling, bro)

bellarke + bowling night. A bellarke modern au.

So ^^^ that video with Bob and Eliza bowling and Eliza walking by in the background and beliza in the middle of that group selfie on the display inspired me to write this little thing.

Also on AO3.

“I hit one??”, Bellamy asks, still incredulous. “Just one?” He asks again as he turns to check the display.

Yeah, that 15-pound ball hasn’t exactly made any damage. One measly pin is knocked down, eight more to go.

Leave it to Murphy to taunt him for his poor game later, or for the rest of his life. Starting right after he finally finishes flirting with Raven.

So, maybe not tonight. At least that’s a relief.

Monty holds up one finger to confirm his score, sniggering from behind the camera he’s handling and tells him to ‘Smile!’ with a huge toothy grin of his own.

His poor performance is definitely going to be a hot topic if he cannot get it together and soon. Monty likes to document everything now that Miller, his boyfriend, is visiting his Dad in London for a few weeks. And Monty being the good boyfriend, he has to fill him in on the group.

“Alright, let me see what your prettier brothers can do,” he mutters to the ball rack, lifting a lighter ball.

He stands into position, full focus on the ball as he swings it in the air to get a better feel of it. Then slowly, he releases a breath and lets it roll. He flinches a little at the knocking sound.

Four pins are still standing. Dammit.

“Y'all suck..” he mumbles, stepping away from the lane and letting Clarke throw the ball.

“Hey, Blake,” Raven calls out. “Just curious – are you going to talk to your children like that?”

Bellamy makes a face at that, in lieu of flipping her off, and proceeds to rake his fingers through his hair.

Raven just scored a Turkey* before him.  And a Double* in the round before that.

Unbelievable. He is so bad at this.

Clarke comes up behind him, resting her chin on his shoulders. Her arms embracing him in a hug from behind.

He smiles, placing a hand on hers, squeezing them quickly and letting her warmth and scent envelop him, before slowly, he is turning to face her in her arms. He blows a sweet kiss on her forehead as his right hand finds her abdomen, his thumb rubbing a feather-light touch along her curves.

“And how’s my beautiful wife, and our little pumpkin holding up? ”

“You and I – “she grumbles, ”we are equally bad at this,“ she sighs.

He smiles brighter at that and leans in to rest his forehead against hers; his other hand moving up and down her bare shoulder.

“Good thing, we are good at other things,” he pokes her nose with his, whispering against her lips.

“Yeah, “she nods,” I guess … we can’t be the first in everything.“

“No, but we are the first couple to have gotten married in the group,” he kisses her on the lips again. Just a small, quick peck. “Aaand … we are the first ones expecting a kid –” he blows her another kiss, as his thumb smooths another tender circle against the tiny bump. His baby. Their baby.

Just thinking about their baby makes him smile for hours.

Clarke huffs a laugh, one hand moving up to his neck and buries her fingers into his slightly damp curls.

He silently swears at that. He loves, he LOVES IT when she plays with his hair. Maybe too much, even.

“It’s a good thing, you argued so much about Picasso on trivia nights… That definitely opened my eyes,” she offers.

“Oh, please… Just admit it. You liked me too much in my swimming trunks in college … to resist.”

She tugs on his hair in retaliation but she smiles and rises on her tiptoes to kiss him properly. He kisses her back.

It’s not until a crumpled paper napkin hits his head that he realises it might be his turn in the game again.

“Get a room!” Murphy hollers from the background when he leans in for one last quick kiss.


N/A: might be a continuation to (Kick It Like Beckham) – the bellarke + soccer au.

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Brooklyn Beckham - You’re welcome

I had a dream about Brooklyn, it was something like this, but we were in an apocalypse… but I didn’t write it into it lol. Hope you’ll like my first Brooklyn imagine


“I hate her! And I hate my mom for making me do this!” Brooklyn raged as he stormed into my room without knocking or anything, but I was already used to him.

“May I ask what we are talking about?” I sighed sitting up and I put my biology book aside to pay all my attention to him.

“Remember Darla?” he asked throwing himself down to the bed.

“The annoying daughter of your mother’s friend,” I asked thinking about the name. I only met her once, but that was more than enough. She would shut up the whole time and was only talking about herself, like, who cares girl?

“Yes! Oh God, my mom told me she is coming over today and I have to hang out with her and maybe ask out.”

“What? Why should you ask her out?” I asked feeling my stomach churning. I didn’t like the thought of him dating someone. We may had been best friends for long years, but I also wanted it to be something more, I was just waiting for him to make the first step. But in the meanwhile I absolutely didn’t want him to go on dates with other girls.

“I have no idea! She said something about a douche that dumped her, but I don’t know why I have to be the one who hits on her,” he growled shutting his eyes closed. I tugged my hair behind my ears thinking what he should do, and then I had an idea that could help him out.

“What if you had someone?” I asked looking at him. He peaked up at me curiously and furrowed his eyebrows.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, that your mom wouldn’t force you to date her if you already had a girlfriend. And if you want, I can be your fake girlfriend,” I explained. He raised his eyebrows at me sitting up.

“You would do that?”

“Sure, we are friends,” I smiled at him a bit painfully. I knew this fake relationship thing would just make it worse for me, but I was willing to take this risk to help him.

Later that day we went over to their house to get over this whole Darla thing. We stood at the door trying to get ready for our act.

“We have to convince my mom, don’t care about Darla.”

“Victoria will know that we are faking it,” I said looking up at him as I chew on my bottom lip. She knew both of us so well I was afraid she wouldn’t fall for it.
He stared at me for a moment before shaking his head.

“We can do it. Come on.” He grabbed my hand, laced our fingers together and we walked inside. I immediately heard Victoria’s laugh from the kitchen as she was talking to someone. Brooklyn pulled me towards the voices and then I saw his mom with Darla in the kitchen.

“Oh, you are home I was just…” Victoria started, but then her eyes shifted to our hands and then she looked up at his son in surprise. “Didn’t know Y/N was coming over. Is there something you would like to tell me, Honey?” she asked with a charming smile.

Darla was just sitting there staring at me and I started to feel uncomfortable.

“Uh, sure,” he nodded and all three of us walked into the living room leaving Darla alone. I had no idea what was about to happen, but I wanted to convince Victoria, so I was just going with the flow.

“So, I can see something new,” she smiled at us crossing her arms on her chest taking a good look at us.

“Yeah, Mom, Y/N and I are kind of dating.”

“Since when?” she raised her eyebrows.

“Not so long ago, but Mom, it’s privacy, we already talked about it,” he replied rolling his eyes.

“Sure. If you are dating, can I see a lovely kiss?” I knew she would want to see proof, my heart started to beat really fast, but I tried to keep it together.

“Mom, are you kidding? Which teenage boy would want to kiss in front of his mother?”

“Do I look like I care?” she sassed back and I knew she wouldn’t let it go, so I had to do something.

“I don’t wa-“ Brooklyn started, but I grabbed his neck and pulled his head down so I could kiss him.

He was taken aback from my action, but a moment later he put his arms around me and kissed me back. I imagined this a million times, but it never included his mom watching us. Could a first kiss be even more awkward? His kiss was quite convincing, it felt like he wasn’t even doing it for the show.

Keeping it short we had to pull away and I saw a smug grin on Victoria’s face, then Brooklyn spoke up.

“Mom, can you leave us alone for a minute?” he asked confusing me, I didn’t know what could be so important in that situation.

“Sure, I’ll be in the kitchen,” she nodded walking out of the room.

“What’s wro-“ Now he was the one to cut me off.

He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me to him kissing me fiercely. This wasn’t just an act, it was real. He kissed me because he wanted to. I hugged his neck tightly not wanting to let him go. He pushed me against the wall without breaking our kiss. We made out for long minutes before we were able to stop. My chest was rising and falling heavily as I tried to inhale as much air as I could.

“This fake thing is over here,” he told me looking into my eyes. “It’s real.”

I didn’t even need to reply anything, everything was clear. Victoria ditched her plan on hooking Brooklyn up with Darla and left us alone. I spent the afternoon with him and even though we were mostly just kissing, this was still the best day I had ever had.

When I was about to leave and we were standing at the front door, Victoria came up to us.

“You’re welcome,” she smiled at us.

“For what?” he asked saying the exact same thing I was thinking about.

“For bringing you together. You think I wanted you to date Darla? She is annoying,” she said rolling her eyes. “I knew you would make this play and it would bring you together. So you’re welcome, son.”

She walked away with a satisfied grin on her face and I couldn’t believe she did this to us, but I was thankful to her. Without her I would have still been in the friend zone waiting for him to do something.

I owed her big time.

anonymous asked:

God imagine if WW had been directed by snyder or whedon. It would've been awful. It's also so funny to me to see the difference between a film like this directed by woman side by side with a superhero film directed by a man. It's almost as if women want to show other women as strong and fierce while men only see us as objects /s. It's so upsetting that there aren't more female directors in the industry like I know they're out there but ya know, male dominated world.

Honestly, it’s not even that there aren’t more female directors, there are so many female directors, problem is Hollywood is so antiquated in it’s thinking that they’re still of the mindset that men know best what women want, so men get the jobs more often. You’ll find a lot of really great indie films with female directors but not so many big blockbusters and it’s a shame. Because there are absolute gems directed by women like: Pariah (2011) dir. by Dee Rees, Bend It Like Beckham (2002) dir. by Gurinder Chadha, The Kids Are Alright (2010) dir. by Lisa Cholodenko, Selma (2014) dir. by Ava DuVernay,  The Hurt Locker (2008) dir. by Kathryn Bigelow (who was the first woman to win an Oscar for directing, not even 10 years ago), Heck, even that damn Babadook y’all have turned into a meme is from a 2014 movie directed by Jennifer Kent. And now Wonder Woman.

Women are making damn good movies. I wish Hollywood would start recognising that and giving them more opportunities to shine. 

Never Tickle a Sleeping Dragon (Cullen Family Imagine)

WARNING(S): Anger issues, Cussing, Sadism, Sexism

“Did you see the way she brought that guy down though?!”

With a sigh, Edward chuckled at his brother,

“You have seen her bring down many people since we got here Emmett. What was the difference for today?”

Jasper’s eyes snapped to Edward,

“You and I both know what was different this time Edward. You could hear her thoughts. But I could feel them.”

Rosalie’s interest was now peaked,

“What’s different?”

Jasper and Edward shared a glance before Edward spoke lowly,

“She felt…. joy instead of remorse or guilt.”

◇◇◇◇◇ A Week Later
SONG: Winaloto by Tommy Cash

Whispers could be heard as soon as I stepped out of my car. With my headphones firmly on and some bass heavy music playing, I looked at no one and made my way into the school. A smirk formed from my lips as I noticed some of the looks of fear coming from my fellow student body. A fight was certain today. The teachers wouldn’t mind, I’m sure. They enjoy the entertainment just as anyone else.

My wait wasn’t long as Bella Swan and her boyfriend, Edward Cullen, decided to sit next to me at lunch. This of course was seen as an invitation for Emmett Cullen and Jasper Hale to join as well. Then of course Mike Newton and Tyler came. No one talked to me at first. Bella was the one who started though,

“So, y/n, do you like wrestling?”

Arching an eyebrow, I looked intently at the girl before nodding slowly. Mike then jumped in the conversation,

“Men’s wrestling is the best. More stunts and fighting compared to the women’s matches.”

Strike 1

“I mean, women’s wrestling is only allowed because we get to see girls in got outfits. It’s all staged for them anyway. Now the guys get all the tricks. There’s actually blood with WWE.”

Strike 2

I rolled my eyes but ignored the boy’s words until,

“Now women’s soccer has to be the most exciting. The fights that break out are too hot for words and more than half the players are lesbians anyway. I mean, haven’t you all seen Bend It Like Beckham? Obviously those two were lesbians but the studio just could film the lesbo sex scene we wanted.”

Strike 3.

Rated B

Chapter 1: Friendly Skies

You never ask for it too happen. It just kinda does. You meet someone and they show you all these things. They make you feel things that you’ve never felt or thought you couldn’t feel. You’re falling in love.

Falling in love can be the sweetest thing ever. It happens often when we least expect it. You find yourself constantly thinking about them. Every song reminds you of him. You wonder what they doing and you smile when a text or call comes in from them.

It’s like having the perfect love. You plan for the future and wish nothing but everlasting love. It’s amazing how quickly loves takes us on a journey of passion. Here’s my story.

I can hear my heart beating through skin. The wind is running through my body. It’s the first time in a long time I’ve felt anything aside from pain and misery.

I can see the water. It looks dark. I close my eyes and brace myself. I hit the water hard. I can feel pain shot through my body. It feels like needles are stabbing me everywhere. Everything turns dark and I feel nothing but coldness. Slowly my mind begins to relieve the moments that led me too this particular moment right here.

Six Months Earlier……..

I hurried through the airport. I was rushing towards the terminal. I had been in Chicago for the last two weeks visiting family and I was eager to get back to my life. The last two weeks had been good to me family wise. So I was definitely ready to get back Ronny home  and celebrate with some various different activities.

I made it through security finally. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw it was my assistant calling. He probably wanted to fill me in on some pressing matters. I hit answer and put the phone to my ear.

Me: This is Beckham.

He instantly started to fill me in on various different things that required my attention once I got back in town. He made sure I was always well informed of everything.

As he gave me an earful of information, my mind began to instantly process everything. Somewhere in the mix I stopped really paying attention to my surroundings. I bumped into someone.

Me: I’m sorry.

As I said it I made eye contact with the person. He was very attractive. This gorgeous mocha colored Latino man these pretty dark eyes. He smiled at me and gave me a slight head nod. It was a simple gesture but his looks had me.

I kept walking while listening to my assistant. Part of me wanted to stop and turn around and let this man have his way with me. Of course I couldn’t actually do that. I have more pressing issues waiting on me back home and I am not the hoe type.

My call ended with my assistant . I found a seat to relax in until the plane started boarding. As I sat there I couldn’t help but feel blessed. Here I am at 27 years old, I head up several high end high rise condos and apartment in the state of Texas.

My name is Beckham Anthony. I am a the regional property manager for Fairchild Properties . Fairchild is pretty much like Trump Towers. Only the best of the best can afford them. The Fairchild family are from Europe where the dominate the market. They have properties in New York, California, Florida Georgia, and Texas. I oversee all of the Texas properties.

I pulled my iPad out and began to go over some documents. Just as I was starting to really get into my zone, the phone rang. My phone is always ringing. I looked at the caller ID. My best friend Dominik was calling. We had been friends for a eight years now. I never thought I would be friends with a straight guy until I met Dominik.

Me: wassup son.

Dominik: So tell me why the fuck this girl trying to go some gay shit to my anus?

Me: What do you mean she trying to do something gay to your anus? Is she trying to fuck you?

Dominik: YES!!!

Me: You don’t have to scream fool. Now how exactly is she trying to fuck you? She doesn’t have a penis.

Dominik: She has a dildo.

Me: Oh God. She’s trying to peg you?

Dominik: Yes. Bitch talkin bout if I wanna get the the pussy I gotta let her tap my ass.

I couldn’t help but laugh. Dominik always pride himself on being this amazing wild freak and here he was getting punk’d sexually by a female. I can’t lie Dominik definitely has an attractive ass. I remember wishing I could hit that ass the first time I met him.

Dominik: Dude this shit not funny.

Me: I’m sorry, I just can’t help but laugh. I mean you are always trying to upstage someone about being a freak and now you got this girl that’s clearly a better freak then you are.

Dominik: I’m straight. I’m a freak when it comes to doing straight guy stuff.

Me: Anal stimulation can very much be a straight guy thing. Ass play is a universal pleasure zone. Don’t knock it till you try it.

Dominik: I’m gonna pretend you’re fucking joking.

Me: Your g-spot is easily accessed via the anus.

Dominik: Why did I even call you?

Me: Because I’m your best friend and you know I’m gonna tell you what you wanna hear deep down inside.

Dominik: what’s that?

Me: Let her play in that booty. You will still be straight in the morning. No one will ever know. Except for me because I want all the details of the deed.

Dominik: I’m hanging up now.

Me: Make sure you clean that booty meat good.

Dominik hung the phone up. I put my phone away. I looked up and this older white lady was staring at me as if I was sick or something. I guess she had heard my conversation and wasn’t pleased with it.

Me: Can I help you with something?

She turned her nose up at me and grabbed her shit and walked off. I found her actions funny. I don’t allow myself to get upset over ignorance.

Before long the plane began to board. I found my way to my seat and sat down. As soon as I sat down I felt my phone vibrate. It was a text from my ex-boyfriend. He was still trying to warm his way back into my life.

I turned my phone off and put it away. I turned my head and looked out the window. Someone took the seat next too me. I turned to look and see who was sitting next too me. I almost melted when I saw him. The guy I had bumped into earlier was sitting next too me. He smiled at me and I smiled back before turning my attention back to the window.

Elias Julio

Before long the plane began to make its way down the runway and then we were lifting off. I had flown so many times that it didn’t bother me. However, this guy was trembling like. You could hear the chair shaking from the grip he had on it.

I looked over at him, his eyes were closed and he was trembling and holding on tight to the armrest for dear life. I reached over and took a hold of his hand. He opened his eyes and looked at me gave me a weak smile.

Me: First time flying?

Him: No, I just never do well on take off.

Me: It’s ok. A lot of people don’t, but I gotcha.

Him: (laughs weakly) Guess you think I’m a punk or something.

Me: No, plenty of people have trouble doing take off.

Him: Thanks. I’m Elias. Elias Julio.

Me: Nice to meet you. I’m Beckham. Beckham Anthony.

We shook hands and started to have a little casual conversation. Elias relaxed and was before he knew the plane was cruising at altitude.

Elias: So where are you headed?

Me: Houston. What about you?

Elias: Seattle. So what were you doing in Chicago? Business or pleasure?

Me: (laughs) Business. What’s in Seattle business or pleasure?

Elias: Home.

Me: Thats code for pleasure.

Elias: Maybe. So is Houston home for you?

Me: Yes.

The more we talked the more I was feeling this man. He was absolutely sexy too me. He was dressed in this nice grey two piece suit with a soft pink shirt to bring it out. He was clean shaved and just damn fine.

As we were talking I noticed this lady get up and head towards the bathroom. I could have sworn that a man had gone in there just a few mins ago.

Elias: Someone is about to become the newest member of the mile high club.

Me: What? How can you be so sure? She could already be a member.

Elias: I doubt it. Most people in the mile high don’t do it again. Once you’re in you’re in.

Me: Is that so? Are you in?

Elias: Not completely.

Me: How is that an answer?

Elias: I have never had sex on a plane. Just made out .

Me: How lame.

Elias: Totally not lame. That was some good head. So what about you?

Me: Oh God no. I don’t have the courage to try that. So tell me about this best head experience.

Elias: You don’t wanna hear about that.

Me: Why wouldn’t I? I like hearing about straight guys and their female encounters.

Elias: It wasn’t with a female. But you can’t tell anyone.

Me: I promise not to say a word.

Elias: I was on a flight from Miami to Atlanta when it happened.

Elias began to tell me about this experience. He had been flirting with this guy and drinking with him. They had hit it off really well.

As I listened to the story my blood began to flow to the lower regions of my body at great speeds. I could feel my own dick growing in anticipation of hearing all the events that led to the mile high dick sucking.

I was wearing some slim fitted slacks so it’s safe to say that they did nothing to hide my growing member. I felt my dick twitch and jump in my pants. My eyes were locked on Elias. I was giving him my full attention.

Elias: Enjoying the story?

He looked down at my hard on. He reached out and placed his hand on my thigh. My dick was trapped between my thigh and my slacks, it was begging to be free. I felt the tip of his finger on the head of my penis. He started to slowly run his finger tip around my cock head.

No lie it felt so good. I honestly couldn’t believe  our friendly little conversation had escalated to this level so soon. I definitely wasn’t about to stop it.

Elias: Does that feel good?

Me: Yes.

Elias: Why aren’t you touching my dick yet?

Me: I don’t know.

I reached over and felt his dick. He was just a hard as I was. His dick was thick and heavy. The head felt pretty nice. I wanted to taste him so badly it was making my stomach turn. He breathing was getting heavy. I felt myself trying to pant but I was fighting it. I could feel the nut building in my balls.

Elias: Beckham you never asked me about Houston.

Me: What do you mean?

Elias: You never asked me if Houston was business or pleasure.

Me: I thought you were going to Seattle.

Elias: I see a stop in Houston coming up.

Me: Well, are you going to Houston for business or pleasure?

Elias: Absolute total pleasure.

I smiled at him and he smiled at me. He licked his lips in this sensual manner. They were some sexy lips. I wanted to taste them and I think he knew I wanted to taste them. I wanted to do some bad things to this man.

Elias: If this is moving to fast for you just let me know.

Me: It’s not fast enough. This plane really needs to hurry up and make it too Houston. We hold hands and relax back in our seats. We both just enjoy the ride. Next stop is Houston and then straight to my bed. I’m not one for sex with strangers but there’s no way he’s going to Seattle without being inside of me first.

To Be Continued…………..

The start off is slow but I promise to take you on one hell of a journey. This manuscript style writing so I hope you can follow and definitely get some enjoyment and hopefully catch a few nuts. This is Rated B for Beckham

Louis & a list of other celebs who dress like they “rolled out of bed”

Since some blogs wanna act like Louis isnt wearing some of the most high end streetwear im gonna make this list showing all the celebs who have worn the same things/brands as him.

Luka Sabbat 

Victoria Beckham

2 chainz & JB 

A$ap Rocky

Pharrell rocking them “unsightly” jorts

Rihanna & Celine Dion

Beyonce & Kanye rocking tht Off-White!

Travis Scott in Gosha 

Brooklyn Beckham in Kappa

Now onto full tracksuits :)

Kendall & Travis in vetements track suits!

Look! Even Elton John wears tracksuits!!

2chainz & Kendrick :)))

And for all those ppl saying no celeb has worn tracksuits on the red carpet well here you have Big Sean in a VELOUR tracksuit & Nick Jonas in a LEATHER tracksuit. 

ok thts it. I could do more examples, but yall should get my point. Just bc Louis isnt dressing how you want him to dress doesnt mean its bad. Everybody has their preferences. This is Louis’ & HAS been Louis’ for a long time. Get over it.