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Tag Game: Post the first line of your WIP!

The rules are simple: Post the first line of your WIP (or a line you’re particularly proud of) without context, then tag as many people as there are words in the line–or until you run out of people to tag if it’s long! If you don’t have a WIP, share a line from one of your favorite books!

Tagged by the lovely @mayhemories thank you 😘

While we stood there gazing at each other with nothing between us but our own breath, I felt so deeply rooted to the earth that it seemed like this had been the place I’d been destined to be in my whole life.

From part 3 of my Elriel Fic “Shadowbound” (that has been a wip for over two months now oops)

Those are 42 words so I’m gonna tag:

@the-bookish-soul @seeliequeenofprythian @rowaelinislife @fcyscnd @dr-woodsprite @highfaedaily @high-lady-of-perranth @throne-of-ashes-and-beauty @throneofglassbooksseries @throne-of-omg-the-feels @escapingtheconstrictingboxes @evangeliensamos @violet-ahs214 @deziremyacotar @catastrophicallyinlovewithbooks @cassiancalore @cassianvanserra @peregrynn @carrion-princess @a-court-of-beauty @zarllia @saerehrys @ayraelysa @runesandfaes @feysandsmut @nessiansmut @modernbookfae @feysandfeels @illyrianwingspans @illyrians-wings @maximhff @lyannablackbeak @lightinggirlxredqueen @acourtofwingsandruinn @illyrianswingspan @marabarrow @ashryvergalanthynius @highlord-tarquin @beautyandthefae @raconteurwitch @soph-whitethorn @archerxn @bloodshednesta 

Have fun, people!

umm AU where harry just went through a really bad breakup in which his douchey ex-fiance leaves him for a huge corporate job offer. which yeah good for him except he was a jerk about the breakup, left him via phone message, and didn’t look back. which sucks all on it’s own but now harry finds himself confused because he’s not nearly as sad as he thinks he should be about it, and frustrated because he has two non refundable tickets for a honeymoon cruise. enter childhood best friend louis, who he calls up the night before while packing and is all like, “ummmm so. how’s a free vacation sound?” and louis’s like “nothing’s free in life harold…. but….. i’m listening.” it honestly doesn’t even take anything to convince louis. most of his protest is just for show because harry can already hear him dragging his suitcase out of the closet. so.

so they arrive at the dock where they’re supposed to board the ship and louis’s like “um so why is everyone holding hands lol” and harry’s all “yeah…. so… funny story… ummmm i got dumped and this is my honeymoon cruise surprise :)” (louis is tempted to throw him overboard. they haven’t even gotten on the boat yet but the sentiment is still the same). but now that louis knows the whole story (which harry tells amidst deep frowns and lots of tears), he is determined to be the best fake™ husband ever. so he signs them up for all the couples activities because “go big or go home styles. or tomlinson. styles-tomlinson? who are we again?” and they end up doing better than most of the couples there when it comes down to How Well Do You Know Your Spouse trivia. it should be embarrassing really, because everyone around the ship already knows them as the dream team and it’s only been 4 days.

cue dramatic confessions, bed sharing that means nothing till it means something, an obscene amount of nautical references, and cameos by the rest of one direction lol

my-geek-obsessions  asked:

HI I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY I freaking love your blog and your art and everything omg :0 I'm a cosplayer and me and my cosplayer friend are always so inspired by your art so thank you so much! Your art is amazing and we both love you sm. ❤️❤️ (I was also wondering if you could draw lance and Keith as sosuke and ponyo of of ponyo, lance being ponyo, I think it would be cool) 💕❤️💕❤️💕

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! I had been holding onto this message for a while, but here you go:

I love this au

Iman was interviewed together with her real mom today while celebrating Eid al-Fitr, which marks the end of Ramadan.

The interviewer asked her mom how it feels to have a daughter that has become so well known. She says that it’s been a journey and that she is very proud of her. Iman says that her mom is her role model. Her mom also says that they’ve followed Iman closely and had many discussions together alone.  x

Getting my sister and all of her friends into trouble... for something they didn't do.

When I was a tween and my sister had big sleepovers, I was allowed to have one person over to keep me company as well. I usually asked my cousin over, because she and I were around the same age and the only person I was really close with.

Things usually went pretty smoothly during the day, but come night time, my sister and her friends would begin pranking us mercilessly. Everything from putting our underwear in the freezer to putting shaving cream on us while we slept to popping out of random places and scaring us. One night, we decided we had enough.

My sister had been warned earlier about the pranking after my cousin and I complained about it. We stayed up late, chugging soda to keep us going until all the older kids had fallen asleep. Then, we pulled out the markers and began drawing all over each others faces. Smears of red and green and purple, we left no areas untouched. We even added little marker streaks to our pillows, to make it look like somebody’s hand had slipped while they were scribbling on our faces. Then we went peacefully to sleep and waited for the chaos to ensue.

Everything went as planned. Their pranks had been mostly harmless until now, they certainly never did anything that would stain or last more than a couple of hours. My sister and her friends were in deep trouble, and we got off scot free.

The highlight of this story for me is a conversation from the following day between my sister and my grandpa:

sister: But I didn’t do anything!

grandpa: What? So we’re supposed to believe they did this to themselves?

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I read The King’s Men last week, and still can’t come to my sences. While I was reading All tor the Game series, I was going through all the possible emotions. Omg, I’ve never been SO emotional before, really. These three books costed me some sleepless nights because I just couldn’t stop but they were worth it. I wish I had a terrible memory so I could read this series again, and again, and again, and feel again, and again, and again…

(print)

Listen up folks...

I’m not gonna talk about what sparked this rant. It doesn’t matter. What does matter is what I’m about to say.

I’m freaking done with the hate.

This SPN Family is supposed to be encouraging, accepting, we’re supposed to at least try to get along. Apparently that’s too hard. Now I could rant for hours about how some people in the SPN Family are treating eachother, but that’s for another time. This rant is going to be about one thing, the hate that the wives of the two leaders of this SPN Family receive. For this post I’m going to focus on one of the wives in particular…Danneel Ackles.

Once again as the Ackles family was nice enough to share parts of their life with us, people decide to be douchebags. This time Jensen isn’t happy with his life because he isn’t smiling in the photo of him & JJ. Also apparently comparing his kids to the comedy & tragedy is just a terrible thing to do. Oh, did you also hear that the twins might not be his because he said “my” twins instead of “our” twins. This is all Danneel’s fault too because she makes Jensen hate his life.

She can’t do anything right in the eyes of some people and it’s pissing me off. What did she do to cause so much hate? Now is the part when I ramble on about all she’s done…

She told her husband to go to a convention for the fans a few days after giving birth to twins.

Jensen told the story about finding out about the twins…JJ gave him a letter about it when he arrived at the airport…meaning he couldn’t be at the doctor appoint. How many doctor appointments do you think he had to miss because of filming?

She uses her “celebrity” to bring awareness to different events and situations going on in the world. I didn’t know about the Yulin dog festival until she talked about it. She does different work for a variety of charities, freaking google it if you don’t believe it.

Her husband is in a different country for the majority of the year while she stays back home in Austin. Have you ever had your husband away for a long period of time? Cause I have. It sucks. I complained about it on social media ALL THE TIME, but she never does.

She was a working woman in Hollywood. IMDb that shit. She was a steady worker in Hollywood however she slowed down/stopped when they had JJ.

Think of all the times she’s been out with her husband, cause that’s what Jensen is, he’s not “omg Jensen Ackles TV star”, he’s Jensen, the pain in the butt who forgot to take out the trash or forgot to grab the milk when he ran to the stores. Think about how many times she’s probably been out with him & had to deal with people coming up to talk to him. Now think about how many times this has happened & people have ignored her existence or used her as nothing more then a photo taker. Fans don’t mean too, but that shit probably happens more often then you think. I would get so sick of that.

Did I forget to mention how Jensen freaking lights up whenever someone brings up Danneel? CAUSE I WITNESSED IT IN PERSON A FEW WEEKS AGO & HE LEGIT LOOKS LIKE A TEENAGER IN LOVE WHEN SOMEONE TALKS ABOUT HER!

But no.

Apparently we’re supposed to hate her just cause.

Now is when the “haters” start to go, “you just like her because of who she’s married to.”

No haters.

No.

I knew about Danneel before I knew about Jensen. I know Danneel from One Tree Hill but I started to admire her when she hosted Maxim’s Hot 100 in 2009. She was the really pretty model/actress that I looked up to because she was funny & pretty. It wasn’t until I started watching Supernatural in 2015 that I had the “holy cow they’re married to each other” moment.

So.

To sum up this rant; you don’t have to like Danneel, just don’t be a dick. If you admire Jensen as a human, don’t disrespect his wife or his family.

Basically if you wouldn’t go up to a person & say it to their face, don’t say it. Plus why bother wasting your time hating something when you could spend your time on something you love?

End rant.

My Hubby gets aroused when I act Slutty

I guess I am lucky because my hubby gets sexually aroused when I act Slutty..

I don’t do it very often, 2 or 3 times a month with various old friends I keep in contact with.

I don’t tell Hubby until a month or so later when we have both been drinking and are in bed and in between me sucking Hubby’s Cock

I’ve been doing this off and on for the past 5 years. Never more than 3 times a month.

A few years ago while I was at a friend’s place he asked me if I’d like a few of his friends as well. I was shocked at first. Then interested. I said, “you mean like a gangbang” He said “exactly”

I blushed and said, “Well… ok… just once…”

OMG… we did everything or I should say they had me doing everything.

At one point, I was giving one of them a blowjob while the second guy was fucking me and I had the third guys dick in my hand jerking him off.

For some reason, all 3 guys got me to finish them off by sucking their cocks and having them cum on my face, 3 loads of cum, one right after the other.

Even as I drove home, my clit was still tingling and twitching!

I couldn’t wait to tell my husband

anonymous asked:

Hiii I know you said you aren't taking request but I thought shinee on April Fools day would be fitting since it's April Fools day ^^

you are right anon! even though april fool’s day has passed in korea, this is for everyone still in april 1st! 

*SHINEE DOES NOT ENDORSE MALICIOUS PRANKS THEY ARE NOT FUNNY DON’T DO THEM*

onew: 

  • wakes up in the morning to find his floor covered with very full glasses of water all around his bed to the door 
  • pained face
  • shinee is standing in his doorway with shit-eating grins (shinee: “hello jinki.”)
  • picks up the nearest cup, chugs it, repeat until he can stand on the ground again
  • he is full af after the third but it’s a power move and he will NOT be defeated

jonghyun:

  • there’s a giant compilation of his v unflattering crying faces all over the ceiling 
  • minho had a lot of fun jumping on his bed and sticking them up there
  • he can’t GET ALL OF THEM DOWN 
  • looks at his phone screen, crying jonghyun face
  • who the hell knew his passcode 
  • he’s been hacked 
  • mailed jinki a potato but it came a day late but he tried 

key: 

  • charges out of the bathroom
  • “OKAY WHICH ONE OF YOU SHITS PUT CHICKEN BULLION CUBES IN THE SHOWER HEAD”
  • “DO NOT MMM CHICKEN SOUP ME JINKI” 
  • takes tae’s phone, put it on silent and into his pocket, helps tae look for it all the while tsking at the poor maknae bc he SWEARS HE JUST HAD IT

minho:

  • in his room his fan goes on when he turns on the light 
  • wieners are spinning from his fan like some hellish maliciously possessed sausages wheel 
  • giggling “THIS ISN’T FUNNY” 
  • but omg it’s ISN’T EVEN A WELL THOUGHT OUT PRANK YOU JUVENILES 
  • every time he sneezes, he pulls the trigger of an air horn 

taemin: 

  • shinee keeps saying catch and thROWING PLASTIC BUGS AT HIM 
  • SOS HE IS LOSING YEARS OFF OF HIS LIFE 

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.“

Getting my sister and all of her friends into trouble... for something they didn't do.

When I was a tween and my sister had big sleepovers, I was allowed to have one person over to keep me company as well. I usually asked my cousin over, because she and I were around the same age and the only person I was really close with.

Things usually went pretty smoothly during the day, but come night time, my sister and her friends would begin pranking us mercilessly. Everything from putting our underwear in the freezer to putting shaving cream on us while we slept to popping out of random places and scaring us. One night, we decided we had enough.

My sister had been warned earlier about the pranking after my cousin and I complained about it. We stayed up late, chugging soda to keep us going until all the older kids had fallen asleep. Then, we pulled out the markers and began drawing all over each others faces. Smears of red and green and purple, we left no areas untouched. We even added little marker streaks to our pillows, to make it look like somebody’s hand had slipped while they were scribbling on our faces. Then we went peacefully to sleep and waited for the chaos to ensue.

Everything went as planned. Their pranks had been mostly harmless until now, they certainly never did anything that would stain or last more than a couple of hours. My sister and her friends were in deep trouble, and we got off scot free.

The highlight of this story for me is a conversation from the following day between my sister and my grandpa:

sister: But I didn’t do anything!

grandpa: What? So we’re supposed to believe they did this to themselves?

Reggie x Reader: Fingers and thumbs, baby. (Part II)

A/N: OMG your responses were amazing! Enjoy Part II <3 </p>

Warning: Slight Angst

Plot: When Reggie and (Y/N) have been bestfriends their whole lives but the universe had other plans.

Originally posted by ivanxna


Tell that sadist she only have one more hour.

You ignored another text from Reggie, giving your red-headed bestfriend your attention. The neon lights from Pop’s literally only made your bestfriend more intimidating and unearthly. This week really passed by fast and before you knew it, it was a Friday and you are hanging out with Cheryl in your usual both in Pop’s while waiting for your other favorite person to arrive and pick you up.

“Is that cretin annoying you again?”

“Cherryyy.” You whined knowing where this conversation was going. Even with their mutual love for you, Reggie and Cheryl just couldn’t seem to get along with each other. That’s why you had to make sure you gave them equal attention which resulted to them having to deal with sharing you every once in a while.

“Okay,” she sighed raising her hands up in surrender. “This is me,” Cheryl said as she folded her hands at the table neatly on top of each other “, being nice.” She mustered up a smile which quickly fell. “Now let’s stop talking about that dunce. I’m sure he was just counting down the hours before he can have you for himself aguuuuhn.”

“Well, you did lose the ‘rocks-paper-scissors’ on where I would be sleeping over this weekend.” (Y/N) said as a matter of factly. It was truly comical to see the two of the most intimidating figures of Riverdale high fighting over you in a game of rocks-papers-and-scissors if you do say so yourself.

“He cheated, love and you know it.” Cheryl sipped on her – your milkshake – as if to prove her point. She suddenly paused and looked up at you before squinting and placing a red finger on her lips“Hmm, I wonder.“ 

"What?” You did not like the look on Cheryl’s face. You knew your bestfriend too well to know that whatever is on her mind is probably anything but nice.

“I wonder why he was so keen on letting you sleepover this weekend. Usually he always had things to do with his other brainless groupies or his croonies that’s why you always stay with me, so …”

“So what?”

“So what changed?” Another pause before she flattered her eyelash on you. “Don’t you think..?”

“Don’t I think what Cherry?” You asked, growing impatient by the minute.

She grinned mischievously. “Don’t you think Mr. Mantle finally grew a brain and realized his one and only love is in-front of him all this time?”

You couldn’t hide the blush on her face. Cheryl caught you too off guard. “Cherry how many times do I have to tell you we’re just friends!” You muttered, suddenly shy, but you knew it was useless when Cheryl just rolled her eyes.

“Fool God, fool the devil, but don’t try me, love.”

This time it was your time to roll her eyes. “I’m not fooling anyone, Cherry.”

“Not that i’m totally on his side but what’s wrong with being with him anyway?” Cheryl completely ignored you and your petty excuses. “He is hot, rich, and have that football scholarship in the bag being the captain of the Bulldogs and you have been together even before the two of us so I will trust his faithfulness when it comes to you.”

“Cherry–”

“Plus if you do get married and realize he sucks at the end you can always divorce him and live with me in New York.”

“Cher–”

“Speaking of ‘were-just-friends” you wouldn’t have said no to my offer and that university’s offer in New York if it wasn’t for him.“ She said, slamming her hand on the table.

Case closed for Cheryl.

"Fool the devil, my darling. But "just friends” hell even bestfriends, don’t do that.“

You stared at Cheryl to prove to her that there really was nothing going on between you two but all she did was squint and you sighed in defeat making her beam.

"Finally,” she smirked. “I was growing tired waiting for you to tell mwah. When are you planning to confess?”

"I’m not confessing, Cherry.” you sighed dragging the milkshake towards your direction and sipping it.

“Why not?”Cheryl asked, munching on a fry.

“He doesn’t like me like that! And it’s fine. I’m pretty sure this … crush or whatever it is will probably just pass.”

“Oh, honey, who said anything about a crush? You’re in love with that simpleton. I don’t know why but you are. And if he isn’t in love with you yet then he really is proving everything I have been calling him right and you know how he hates it when i’m right.”

“Cherry, Iet’s just drop it, okay?” You nearly begged.

“What do you have to lose?” She challenged.

“Uhh, our lifelong friendship? The relationship I have spent my whole life protecting? My dignity? My pride?”

“Touché’.” Cheryl threw an unfinished fry at you and it would’ve hit you straight to the face if you haven’t moved at the last second. “But hon, you should at least try. Cause as much as confessing may sound like a leap of faith, it would be better than regretting what you didn’t do, what you could’ve done." 

"I know,” you sighed. “But it really is a hopeless case, Cherry. I’d rather not waste my time and my friendship.”

“Look if you’re not even gonna become the endgame why don’t you just leave with me to New York? You got nothing left to lose.”

You glanced at her and she was seriously staring at you, ready for this argument. “I can’t leave him, Cherry.”

“Why not? He’s a big boy, (Y/N/N). He can take care of himself.” Cherry grabbed my hand. “Stop surrounding your life around him cause when he leaves you’d be left with nothing and i’d never allow that to happen to you.”

You thought about it. Are you really too dependable? Is it really the time to move on? Can you really leave Reggie after spending the last eighteen years of your life with him?

“If …” you gripped Cheryl’s hands tighter. “If all goes to shit –”

“Oh, i’ll be here, darling.” She gave me a sweet and comforting smile. “I’ll pick up the pieces.”

Your comfortable silence was broken by the familiar honk of a familiar car. “Speaking of the devil.” Cheryl sighed already taking her purse and placing too much money on the table. You giggled as you crossed your arms with hers as you walked towards Reggie who was leaning on his car.

“Had fun, ladies?” Reggie asked uncrossing his arms to remove his iconic letterman jacket and place it on your shoulder.

You muttered a small “thanks, Reg”.

“Well, it would’ve been better if you didn’t graciously intervene, you ninny.”

“Cry me a river, satan.”

Cheryl rolled her eyes before looking at you who was already safely tucked in Reggie’s car. “Take care, love. Call me if it gets too boring in there.”

“Sure, Cherry.” you giggled, waving slightly at her. “See you on Monday.”

She nodded before glaring at Reggie. “Take care of my (Y/N), you ditz.”

“Still my (Y/N), you psycho.” Reggie shot back before driving off.


You plopped down on Reggie’s new sheets as he placed his letterman jacket on a chair. You seated yourself near his window to see the stars.“Move aside, pup.” he gently nudged you before lying next to you and wrapping your arms on your waist as he used your tummy as a pillow.

You both sat in a comfortable silence with him just laying there while you look outside while discreetly stealing glances. “Hey Reg–” 

You were cut off when Reggie laughed at something at his phone. You visibly frowned.

“Oh sorry, what was that, pup?”

“What are you laughing at?” You asked. He blushed.

Oh shit.

“It’s … Ronnie.”

“Ronnie?”

“Veronica. Her name’s Veronica … I call her Ronnie- but that’s not the point. She’s … really funny? I don’t know. I just …”

You held your breathe. Please no. God no No, no, no, no–

“I think I really like her.”

And just like that, all hopes, dreams, and every single crevice in your heart was crushed and died.

“What …” you could barely speak, your mouth too dry. The temptation to cry is too much.

“It’s just … she gets me, y'know. She’s so different from other girls.”

You felt a pang in your heart. What about you? You get him – hell, you get him more than anybody. What are you now?

Other girls.

You almost laughed. You couldn’t believe you were now just part of the other girls. The other forgettable, worthless, unimportant girls. The other girls that, once upon a time, you were laughing at because they couldn’t get the one thing that they wanted no matter how hard they tried because he was yours. But now, you are unceremoniously shoved to the other girls you hated so goddamn much.

You looked away.

“(Y/N)? Say something.”

You swallowed whatever saliva was left in your mouth and cleared your throat. “T-That’s great, Reg.” You hastily wiped one tear that escaped.“Looks like I won’t be getting any texts from Geraldine or Sarah or Melanie anymore, eh?”

He grinned at me but before he could fully see my face and see something wrong I pushed a pillow on his face and he laughed, trying to get away from me, giving me time to compose myself a bit.

“Yeah, I kinda cleared the whole bench for her.”

Another pang.

“Wouldn’t want to ruin something this great.”

And another.

He slowly crawled back to you and positioned himself once again. You stroked his hair. “Me too, Reg.” you almost sighed. “Me too.”

Waiting

Draco was tired of waiting.

He came to the conclusion that waiting was the biggest waste one could do with their life.

And he had wasted a lot of his life already.

He had waited for his father to acknowledge him, to show him he was proud of his son.

He had waited for his mother to stand up to his father, whenever he had talked her down, whenever he had treated her like less than his wife.

He had waited for his friends to come to his rescue when he had needed them most, to save him from himself.

And he had waited for the stupid prat to notice him. Really notice him. To look beyond the petty insults and his sneering.

For years Draco had been waiting.

He had waited in vain. But not anymore.

Draco was sick of waiting.

What had he even waited for? For him to come to the right conclusion, when Draco hid his true intentions so well? For him to realise what was really going on?

He probably would have to wait forever.

No. He would have to take matters into his own hands. And whyever should he not?

Yes, it was time to act.

Draco focused on the mop of black hair across the Great Hall.

He was sick of waiting.

He got up, marched over to the Gryffindor table and grabbed Potter by his robes. Without waiting for his reaction, Draco started dragging him out of his seat.

There was a yelp and shouts of protest, but Draco didn’t care.

He was so sick of waiting.

“Malfoy, what are you doing?” Potter shouted, shoving at Draco’s hands.

Draco ignored him and dragged him out of the Great Hall.

He could hear Weasley and Granger shout something at him. He heard footsteps behind him, indicating that several people were following him. Potter was still trying to get out of his grip.

Draco had wanted to find a more secluded place to do what he wanted to do next, but when the shouts behind him only got louder, he turned around and glared at them.

“You want to watch? FINE! I don’t even care anymore!”

He tightened his grip on Potter’s robes as he pulled him towards him forcefully.

Because he was so tired of waiting.

His mouth crashed with Potter’s and suddenly everything went silent.

Draco had thought it would be rougher, that Potter would try to fight him more. Apparently he was just shocked. He stiffened as Draco moved his lips against the other boy’s. He buried his hands in his hair like he had dreamed of so many times.

He had waited for this so long. This was it.

Or was it?

Draco suddenly noticed Potter moving and braced himself to be pushed away at any second. Instead, tentative fingers curled around his hips to pull him closer.

Draco was sure there were gasps and murmuring, but he didn’t hear any of it.

His whole mind, his whole body was so consumed by Potter. Potter, who was kissing him back.

Yes. This was what he had been waiting for all this time.

If only he had stopped waiting sooner.

dailymail.co.uk
Louis Tomlinson dons a hoodie as sources say he has reunited with ex
The One Direction star, 25, rocked a casual look as he popped into his record company in West London on Thursday as sources claim that he is now back together with his ex-girlfriend Eleanor Calder.

He recently sent fans into overdrive with rumours that he had reunited with his ex-girlfriend Eleanor Calder two years after the couple split.

But Louis Tomlinson wasn’t giving anything away as he stepped out to visit his record company Sony in West London on Thursday.

The One Direction star, 25, opted for a casual look for the meeting, wearing a black zip-up hoodie over a white t-shirt.

He donned pale blue jeans which were ripped at the knees and spotless white sneakers.

The dad-of-one looked a little sleepy as he clutched a coffee on his way into the office.  

Louis’s casual appearance comes just days after speculation that he had reunited with his fashion blogger ex-girlfriend Eleanor.

The pair, who dated for three years, triggered intense speculation when they followed each other again on Instagram and started liking posts.

Sources claim that the pretty pair are  back together following a secret reunion in Los Angeles.

Adding to the rumour mill, Louis and Eleanor were spotted wearing very similar sweatshirts. 

The couple, who parted ways in March 2015, reportedly rekindled their romance after Eleanor flew out to LA for work.

‘Louis and Eleanor spent a lot of time in Los Angeles together this month,’ a source told The Sun.

‘It’s early days but they are an item again. Eleanor was flown to Los Angeles for a huge Tommy Hilfiger fashion event as she works with the label as a blogger.

'They have a really special three years together and they have found it quite easy to find that spark between them again.’

Louis and Eleanor donned a Vetements hoodie inspired by Jack and Rose from Titanic just weeks apart from one another.

Louis wore his to pick up a coffee on Thursday in Hollywood, while Eleanor posted a sizzling shot of herself wearing a hoodie from the same French brand.

Her sweatshirt appeared to be the same as Louis’s apart from the yellow lettering.

Pouting sultrily at the camera, the brunette beauty - who split with Louis in 2015 - rocked a pair of black thigh-high boots in the snap.

And Louis was clearly impressed with the photo - and their similar taste in fashion sense - as he liked it on Instagram.

Fans claimed that the almost identical garment was a sign of their imminent reconciliation.

'I’m so happy you’re on good terms with Louis,’ one wrote, while another added: 'Louis was wearing the same top recently!’

'It’s obvious that Louis is going to come back with her to end all this s**t, so here we go.’

Others eagerly picked up on the fact that the father-of-one had liked Eleanor’s photo, commenting: 'Louis be stalking lol.’

'Omg Louis liked the post,’ while another pleaded: 'GET BACK YOU TWO.’

The couple were introduced by Harry Styles, and in 2014 Eleanor, now 24, acted as the Maid of Honour at Louis’ mother’s wedding.

But the pair split just a year later, with the stress of  constantly travelling the globe said to have been the root cause of their relationship woes.

Louis has been ostensibly single since splitting with American actress Danielle Campbell last year after the tragic death of his mother Johanna from leukaemia in December.

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Sekai x Selcas in 2016

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Anonymous said: How would bts react to you getting a text from a friend asking what you thought of another guy, and he sees it and you’re dating bys? Sorry if that’s confusing Eonni, I love your blog!! Best around!

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Key: Y/F/N = Your Friend’s Name


Kai Eonni ~


Namjoon…

You were in the shower when your phone chimed with a text message. Namjoon isn’t the kind of boyfriend to invade your personal stuff there was enough trust between you two, as you would let him play games on your phone while not in the room, however at that moment he was playing a game on your phone and you just so happened to get a text from your friend who asked you what you thought about the boy she had brought along on your most recent outing. 

From: Y/F/N

Message: [so? what’d you think about him?? cute huh? he was eyeing you the whole time, i practically felt like a third wheel lol]

At this, Namjoon would just be confused. He would try to reason, practically making excuses for you, but they would all seem a rather far reach, and so he would come to the conclusion that you were looking for another man, either to cheat on him with or to replace him with, he wasn’t sure. Instead of being furious, he was more upset and incredibly hurt. He wouldn’t bring it up to you for a while and would want to see your response to your friend himself and then act from there. He’d wait a couple of days, seeming a little off towards you, but not suspicious enough for you to ask questions. Then Namjoon would ask to play the game on your phone again, but really would look through your messages to your friend. When Namjoon see’s that you defend the relationship you have with him (i’mma make you good girls and not crappy cheaters, aight? - you’re welcome), he’d feel an incredible amount of pride about both you and the relationship you two have. He wouldn’t tell you he saw, but he’d suddenly – after seeming distant for those couple of days – seem cuddly and more affectionate towards you, causing you to question him, but like I said, he wouldn’t tell you because he’d feel bad for doubting you and it would injure his pride. damn boys and their pride.


Jin…

Your phone would be sitting on the kitchen table, Jin in the kitchen cooking a nice dinner for you both while you were somewhere else in the house doing god-knows-what. Out of nowhere a message would pop up on your screen and Jin would call out to you, telling you your phone received a message. Again, this would be a trusting relationship between you two, no secrets or lies told between you two. So when you call back to Jin asking him to read it for you, you wouldn’t expect your friend to make it sound like you had been cheating on Jin.

From: Y/F/N

Message: [omg! he was so cute! you’re so lucky he was so interested in you Y/N! Did he make your night more enjoyable?? tell me everything! ASAP]

“Wow, sounds like you had a good night last night.” Would be all that Jin says as you rush into the kitchen to quickly clear up any misleading thoughts that must be occurring in your boyfriends head at the moment. He wouldn’t want to believe that you were cheating, he had tremendous faith in you, but this message brought up some doubt, after all, he was gone so often that he honestly wouldn’t blame you if you found another man to care for you when he couldn’t. Though after you clear everything up and call your friend to explain to Jin what she meant all doubts were erased as if they weren’t even there in the first place. And he would apologize – even though he really has nothing to apologize for – just because he’s Jin.


Yoongi…

I feel like the only way Yoongi would hear about this would be if you told him/complained to him about your friend. He would understand the rules of boundaries, and therefore wouldn’t touch your phone and in return he would expect the same from you. So you would sitting on the couch texting your friend when she send that one misleading text. You would groan at your friends rashness, she knows you have a boyfriend, so why would she send such a risky text? “What?” Yoongi would ask in response to your groan as he texts away on his own phone next to you. You would silently show him the text;

From: Y/F/N

Message: [you two look really good together. what do you think of him? would you like to meet ONE ON ONE…. if you catch my drift *wink wink nudge nudge* lol]

Yoongi would simply raise an eyebrow at you after reading the text. “Nothing happened, she knows I have a boyfriend… She’s just such a spazz sometimes it’s hard to keep up.” You would mumble as you return to texting her. “Well maybe try to find friends who don’t try to hook you up with other guys when they know you’re already dating.” Though he wouldn’t admit it, there is some jealousy bubbling inside of him, and you would easily be able to tell from the way he speaks and suddenly seems pouty. He knows you wouldn’t cheat, but he still doesn’t like the thought of you meeting random guys through your friend, he’d ask you to be more cautious and if you can, decline hanging out with these guys your friend is bringing around you.


J-Hope…

This would be something that he just happens across, like hacking your photo album with ridiculous selfies of himself when your friend sends in the text. When he sees the text he would try to shrug it off. When he gives your phone back he would still seems the same smiley Hoseok you’re used to, saying with a smile, “You got a text Jagi.” When you see the text, you’d know that this had bothered him, as it would have bothered you if you had seen it on his phone.

From: Y/F/N

Message: [god i envy you Y/N… he’s so cute and so obviously interested in you! you guys looked good together too! do you think you’ll meet up with him alone next time??]

“Hoseok, this doesn’t mean anything. Y/F/N just likes to make things a big deal when they really aren’t.” You would explain everything about that night, how your friend is looking fora new guy and brought him along. Quickly Hoseok would be reassured, as he didn’t like to think negatively about your relationship when he’s so happy with you and knows what a kind and considerate person you are – those traits being something that caused him to fall for you in the first place.


Jimin…

He would be another that would play games on your phone or hack your phone to take funny selfies in your photo album for you to find later. So when your friend sends in a text about the guy you met with her, his whole aura would change from light and cheery to dark and jealous. He’d be aggressively defensive of his pride, and so because of this he would snap at you, throwing accusations and snarky remarks. When you read the text that your friend had sent you, you’d quickly connect the dots as to why he’s like this.

From: Y/F/N

Massage: [last night was so fun, thanks for coming out with me, though i do have to say, when you started ignoring me for him, i felt somewhat like a third wheel, so, you’re gunna need to make that up to me somehow lol]

Once you clear up all confusion, Jimin would apologize profusely for jumping to accusations. He’d want affection so he knows you’re not mad at him while aslo reassuring his heart that you’re still his and aren’t leaving him for another man. Something that Jimin worries about often due to him always being gone. This would also make him more affectionate in general to make up for always being gone.


Taehyung…

He’d always be over your shoulder, whether you’re texting another person or taking selfies or playing games. So he’d see the text pop up on the top of your phone and would immediately ask who that friend is and what she’s referring to, as it was a very suggestive message.

From: Y/F/N

Message: [lol he’s asking about you now. what would you like me to say? that you’ll meet up with him LATER.ALONE.]

You sigh and go into the whole story about how she’s just playing with you when she brought her cousin. Taehyung wouldn’t think much of it, he trusts you, and you also didn’t seem worried when he say the text, so he would rationalize that that means you have nothing to hide from him. He’d probably actually find it funny and would prank text your friend back just for laughs. Prank texting your friends and his team members would now become the next big hobby between you two, much to your friends and the rest of BTS’ expense and annoyance.


Jungkook…

He’d occasionally look at your phone or look over your shoulder when you text your friends just because he’s still young and insecure about leaving you alone for long periods of time, thinking you’ll find another man who can always be there for you. This would be a common argument between you two as well. So when he see’s the text from your friend when he’s looking through your phone he’d shut down. You’d notice this and would ask him what’s wrong, in response he’d tell you to look at your most recent text.

From: Y/F/N

Message: [you should try going out one-on-one with him from last night. i think he’d really take a liking to you ;)]

After you explain, he’d feel really embarrassed about thinking such things before talking to you and also showing you how insecure he is, he only ever wants to show you his ‘manly’ side. He wouldn’t want affection afterwards, he’d just want to forget about what happened and what he thought you were doing behind his back and move on. Though he would learn from this and try to talk to you first whenever he feels insecure, though he’s still young and will sometimes slip up.