OKAY BEFORE YOU READ ANYTHING PLZ BE AWARE THAT THIS SUCKS AND I KNOW IT SUCKS SO TELL ME IT SUCKS AND I WONT BE MAD OK BYE
The salty, baby blue waves crashed onto the sugar sand as you plopped yourself down next to the British, blonde-haired boy you’ve grown to love. This was your favorite place to be together. You both sunk perfectly into the sand as you dug your toes through it to make patterns and all worries you ever had seemed to just disappear. You arrived at the perfect time. The sun was setting and if you turned to look to the right you would see your serendipity. The boy who you weren’t looking for when you met. The loving, kindhearted boy you weren’t expecting to show up into your life and the one you were the most lucky to have. Without him, you’d be a stray puppy in the streets looking for an open heart. Without him, your whole world would have crumbled to pieces and you would’ve gave up on life many many months ago. Without him, you wouldn’t be the same. Simon turned to look at you with the pearly white grin you’ve loved since day one. The one that lit up your universe and gave life a whole new meaning. The one that made you feel at home no matter where you were. This was your serendipity, your home, your future and your present. He was all you’d ever need.
*A plastic coffee stir stick can fool any push in coin acceptor that loads the coins on edge. Just insert stir stick, push the mechanism forward until you feel the stick hit a bump, push the bump down with the stick and push the mech all the way in
*If you look like you know what you’re doing, no one will bother you.
*When lying, always include something slightly embarrassing, or something that makes you look bad, as part of your story. It’s not only going to disarm their skepticism (admitting to something embarrassing gives an impression of humility), but even if they remain skeptical, they’ll be left wondering why you would make something up that you’d rather keep secret if it were true
*Using Clorox or any bleach will turn the red/pink liquid detection dot on electronic devices back to white so they replace them under warranty
* “A drug dealer in DC taught me to pick my nose if the police are staring at me. No one picks their nose if they think someone is watching them, so it’s the ultimate way of being nonchalant.”
* "I learned that you can get into almost any special event by wearing a chef coat. Even just carrying one and walking like you know where you’re going will work every time. Most people don’t want to look stupid by asking you who you are.“
* "My go to missing work call was never "I’m sick”, it was “Family problems”. They never questioned it, it’s vague enough and embarrassing enough that nobody ever asks.“
*As part of the employee training at Target, they teach you that if a customer argues over a price, and the full price is under $20, to just give it to them for whatever price they claim. It’s cheaper for the company to move on to the next customer than to call in a price check.
*Put a rolled up sock in the change slot on a vending machine, come back back 4 days later….and pull sock….you will be 6-ish dollars richer.
*If it’s a small lie, like who farted or who put the empty milk carton in the fridge, I’ll tell a terrible lie. I’ll not be able to hold a straight face, contradict myself, basically suck at lying.Now everyone I know thinks I can’t tell a lie to save my life. So when I really need a big lie, I nail it every time. No one ever suspects me when I lie straight faced.
*Bring crutches to an airport. Bypass every line (including boarding) and you are chauffeured to your gate the second you pass through security.
*Make up a secret to share with someone- they may open up and share far more valuable real secrets.
*Here’s a classic. Drive over to your 7/11 of choice. Fill up a Slurpee and drop some candy bars in that bitch. Make sure the candy bars aren’t showing. Cover the Slurpee and pay for it. Free Snickers bitch.
*I tell everyone i’ve never done any drugs. Suddenly everyone offers me cocaine, ecstasy, pot, lsd. I think i’ve had $200 worth of drugs each weekend for free.Same with liquor. "Im not drinking tonight” BOOM! Everyone gives me booze. Its like everyone wants to break your integrity as soon as you tell them you are not doing whatever they are doing.
*If you need to cash from an ATM and its not a large amount, buy a 5 cent piece of gum from a gas station that has the cash back option. Its cheaper than a $3 charge
*Act less intelligent than you really are. Acting stupid can get you out of some tricky situations. Feigning ignorance is way better than admitting you knew better but did it anyway. My old man used to say ‘It is easier to beg forgiveness than ask for permission’…sometimes it’s true.
*Every time I fly, when I land I’ll pen a little complaint to the airline that flew me. You know, I’ll come up with something like “oh, they denied me a drink! Oh, the food wasn’t vegetarian!” Whatever miscellaneous hogwash potpourri comes to my crazy brain. And like clockwork, within a business day, they’re reimbursing me with a $50 voucher, a $100 voucher, I can sell that on the secondary market.
*I’ve always had a lot of success in shutting nosy people up by blaming any personal issue on allergies. Crying from a panic attack? Allergies giving me puffy eyes. What’s that mysterious pill I’m taking? Allergy meds. Why am I acting spaced out/hungover/tired? Allergies meds making me drowsy.
*If you really wanna get away with some shit, buy a reflective vest, a white hard hat, and a clipboard. You can go ANYWHERE.
I wish there was a phone service where I could just randomly call up and rant about things that are pissing me off, and have a real live person be like “man that sucks. I know exactly what you mean. You’re totally right”.
gabriel reyes is absolutely the obnoxious “my kid is an honor student” parent bc him sending mccree out to london by himself is basically the equivalent of “my kid alone can do the same job as four of your best can so suck it”
I can’t forget you. I want to. I want to so desperately. And I know it sounds pathetic and maybe I am or was or am now but I don’t care because I just miss you. And it sucks, a lot because I know you don’t miss me or give a single fuck and I’m aware but I just don’t care. At least my brain doesn’t because I thought by now I would’ve moved on but I haven’t and I can’t and I probably won’t and I have to sit around you everyday and I can’t talk to you or smile or hug you or listen to you laugh with me instead of at me.
How to deal with losing interest in your language class:
As a student in a higher-level French and who is self-studying two other languages, I know for a fact that taking a foreign language can get stressful and overwhelming. To learn a ton of grammar, humongous amounts of vocab, and to know how a mind in another culture works, it can get super hard sometimes. All that stuff that goes into learning a foreign language can make it super easy to get burnt-out. And we’ve all done it. Trust me. But, it’s okay, my dude. We’ve all been there. It sucks, but you’ll get over it. Here are some tips how:
i. take your time
Listen, my dudes, it can be so difficult to learn a foreign language and you should already be proud of yourself for doing so!! Even in a fast-paced class, you should take it slow and make sure you don’t beat yourself over not getting it in perfect time. Language takes practice, and sometimes we don’t get it as fast as we want it. it’s okay.
ii. ask questions/talk to the professor
Are you totally lost? Tell someone. It could be a classmate, a native speaker you’ve befriended, or your instructor. Either way, I highly recommend you talk to someone if you’re stuck on a specific concept or feel unmotivated. You sometimes need a boost from a study buddy in your target language.
iii. remember why you’re studying
My go-to method for when I’m having a bad day in French or I’m just not getting something is simple. I simply ask myself: “Why am I doing this?” No reason is not good enough for choosing to learn a specific language. Learning languages has its benefits and even if you just like the sound of it is reason enough to learn it! Trust me, I have no incentive for learning my target language. But I love it, and I refuse to give it up when it gets difficult.
iv. study on your own
To be honest, this is super super important anyway. You absolutely NEED to practice a language on your own, whether you feel like it or not. Without some practice, you’re going to feel completely lost in class sometimes. You can have fun with this too: take this time to familiarize yourself with the culture more. Personally, it’s always helpful to watch movies in French or listen to music in Spanish. I learn to enjoy my target language more and to have fun with it!
v. take a break
We all get unmotivated sometimes. Yeah, language learning takes a lot of work, but sometimes it helps to take a step back and refresh a little. Focus on other schoolwork or maybe find something new to occupy your time. Being burnt out on learning a language sucks, I know, but sometimes it’s best to ride the wave a little bit.
I keep thinking about all the things I didn’t say and all the things I should have said and it sucks because I know I’ll never get the chance. But maybe that’s better because maybe you don’t deserve to hear my voice ever again.
The energy was heightened as groups of individuals danced around the large ballroom held for an extravagant party. Jeon Jungkook was known to be quite a party planner when it came to his business because he always wanted to make a strong entrance plus he wanted to impress the girls that might be lucky enough to land in his bed that night.
Emma, I think quite a few people initially thought Harry got a beard this week to counteract the content of what was in the album. They thought it must be a Larry fest, otherwise why bring her in to try and prove that he's het? Obviously, we haven't heard the songs or know the exact lyrics, but that doesn't appear to be the case at this point and as a result I think people are panicking and questioning then why she was brought in.
i totally understand why people get upset, but they need to realize that they’re getting upset because of the expectations that THEY set. this is why i wasn’t one who got super excited about harry in the rainbow flag pin or the pink artwork related to the album - because i was here in 2014 and i remember what it’s like to get your hopes up that a coming out or at least some more honesty is inches away on the horizon when it’s just not. this is why i’ve always fought back against the people trying to claim that he’s in the glass closet because among the vast majority of people in the general public and a shitload of his fans, he isn’t. they’re not reading clues the way that larries are, they’re not interpreting his lgbtq+ support as anything more than him being an ally, and so on and so forth. i know it’s really difficult to control your expectations, but it’s so fucking necessary for survival in this fandom because the highs (like when sweet creature was released) are really high, but damn, man, the lows (like yesterday when we started getting these super het sexual lyrics) are really fucking low and therefore a huge drop and i think that’s really painful for people. so i think everyone needs to prepare themselves better for that and i think everyone needs to recognize that harry’s team is going to be playing both sides of the fandom until the second he’s out of the closet because this is the music industry and they care about making money and keeping as many of his fans around as possible. and as we’ve repeated many times, he’s not out until he’s out, and heterosexual bullshit and stunt/beard relationships, all of that, are part of the reality of the closet for him and louis - always have been, and likely will be until the end. and that sucks for them and i know it sucks for us to watch, especially when people were hopeful for change and a more honest, genuine look at who harry styles is with this album, but it’s the reality of the situation.
How do you overcome those days when nothing you write seems to be good and you want to give up
I try to remember that literally every author I admire has had those days. They’re an inevitable part of the creative process. In fact, they make up a good chunk of the journey of writing a book. You get days when the words unspool and you feel like a DANG GENIUS and days when you feel like a terrible fraud. No one ever really told me that a significant part of writing a book would be sitting with that discomfort, those long stretches when the story on the page is not living up to the idea in your head, those miserable bouts of feeling inadequate to the task. The only cure for them is to continue putting words down. Get your fingers moving. Just type: “I know this paragraph sucks. I know this is where I want to introduce the heroine but I don’t know how to do it so…” Tell the story to yourself. Have a conversation.
And one other thing… That critical voice in your head? The one that sounds so pragmatic? It’s a liar. Its only goal is to stop you. Don’t let it.
I suck, I know. I’m late. This is ridiculously short.
(ok, it’s not short now, but it was before I added in some fics that are gathering dust in my inbox to be read. There’s more fics I haven’t read in this rec than the opposite. oops.)
The Morning After the Night Before (4K): Harry and Louis have more or less grown up together, even now as adults it’s tradition for their families to spend a few weeks in the summer at a beach house together. Problem One: Louis has been in love with Harry forever. Problem Two: It wont stop raining.
I Slam Therefore I Am (4K): Louis and Harry are both creative souls but they aren’t friends, not by a long shot. This is the Rival Slam Poets AU that no one asked for.
I Found A Love (4K): Or the one where Louis is a nerdy English major who may just run into his happily ever after while working his shift at the local library.
just the sound of your voice (6k): It’s just. Harry’s so fucking quiet during sex and now Louis’ obsession with it is…it’s incessant. Louis questions it day and night, the enigma of it buzzing around his head like an annoying mosquito — all of the reasons why he’s so quiet consuming every one of his waking thoughts. Like, maybe he turns into an alien during sex if he’s not really careful? So he has to concentrate so hard on not turning into another creature he’s effectively struck mute from it. Or maybe…maybe he’s like one of those people who’s into tantric sex, like Sting or a throwback from the 1960s? And when he’s about to orgasm he travels to another plane of existence or something.
Twelfth Night (6k): Queen Anne holds a masquerade ball to try and find matches for both her children on Twelfth Night. While anonymity reigns, Prince Harry spends the ball getting to know a handsome stranger.
‘Til I Tasted You (15K): Louis is Harry Styles’ biggest fan. It doesn’t matter that Harry is famous for being a food blogger and Louis can’t cook to save his life. At least, until Harry offers to give Louis a cooking lesson. Then it matters just a teensy bit.
Carried Away Like Butterflies (17K): It was probably a huge mistake for Louis to let his former One Night Stand move into his spare room, especially when said One Night Stand doesn’t seem to remember him.
Then We Talk Slow (20K): A famous/non-famous AU in which Louis banters back and forth with his new record company on Twitter, only to find out that Harry is the man behind the tweets.
Dance Like Warriors On A Battlefield (20K): Down in the arena, the triumphant gladiator places his foot on the back of the loser, holding him there as he waits for instruction on his next move. Kill or let live. It’s barbaric, really, the bloodlust involved in this sport. Louis is pretty sure that if it wasn’t for his distaste for the killing there would be a lot more blood soaking that sand. As it is, his father rarely gives the kill order anymore. He gives the order to let the loser live. Louis rolls his eyes, turning away. He doesn’t miss the way the gladiator’s eyes linger on him.
Like Candy In My Veins (31K): Basically the A/B/O, enemies to lovers, fake relationship, Christmas AU that nobody asked for.
All the Right Moves (32K): This is the third game in a row that Harry has been distracted by the noisy boy in the stands, five rows back. There’s really no reason that he should feel compelled to stare into the audience as frequently as he is, but he can’t help it. This boy is a nuisance. And he’s loud. Even from basketball court with nine other players running by him, shoes squeaking on the shiny hardwood floor, and thousands of cheering college students, Harry can hear this boy nearly shrieking, his laugh more like a cackle than anything.
The Reason Is You (37K): Louis is running out of time to find a summer job. His best friend offers him one that promises early mornings, late nights, long hours, and the best people he’ll ever meet. Lucky for Louis, one of those people is Harry Styles.
tangled up in you (45K): There’s still a big grin on his face, though, when he says, “I got you a professional cuddler.”
Safe and Sound (You’ll Always Be) (58K): When a failed case and a guilty conscience leaves Harry more than a little lost, his boss presents him with a new, less taxing assignment to help him cope. An escape from all the madness is just what Harry needs to get his life back on track. It’s just too bad his new client has a grin like the devil, a pair of electric eyes that Harry simply can’t get over, and no intention whatsoever of letting him catch a break.
Feels Like Coming Home (60K): The last thing Harry Styles expects when he’s hanging out at the Someday Cafe in Somerville one rainy October day is for his ex, Louis Tomlinson to walk through the door, but that’s exactly what happens. After a spectacularly ugly break-up three years prior, Harry hasn’t heard one word from Louis, and he’s moved on. Gotten over him. But having Louis back in his life, not to mention working at the restaurant where he’s a chef, isn’t easy, and the feelings that Harry thought he’d left turn out to be not so easily forgotten.
When We Were Younger (76K): Sixteen year old Harry Styles’ world turns upside down when he logs on to gay teen chat to discover somebody has stolen his photos and used them as their own.
Perfect Storm (80K): What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding. Harry and Louis choose the latter.
Dress you up in my love (103K): Harry is single, and more than anything wants to find love. Agreeing to sign up to a dating website was a bad, bad idea. Niall’s bad, bad idea. Louis is single, but has no interest in relationships. Or so he tells himself. Harry is a lawyer whose boss, Nick, happens to give him a bonus, which he decides to splurge on a new work wardrobe. Louis is a frustrated designer, working as a personal shopper at Selfridges. Louis happens to be working on the day a very beautiful, but out of his depth, new customer ambles into their department in need of advice. Louis might have just found the muse he never knew he was looking for.
We Are Only Just Beginning (129K): In the dim light of a dorm kitchen, Harry Styles meets a boy who flips his life upside down. Three years later, he’s a senior in college, ready to take on the world with the love of his life by his side. And then Louis Tomlinson admits he doesn’t know what he wants to do after college after all, and Harry’s world flips again, this time not so pleasantly. He can’t imagine his life without Louis, but he’s starting to worry he might have to.
Justin Foley ❤️❤️ , can you do a plot there reader x Justin have a very heated argument (about anything, you can choose) and just as the reader is about the walk out, he grabs her arm and kisses her then end with a smut?? Sorry if it’s too much!!
WARNING: Smut, swearing
“Are you fucking serious Justin!”
Me and Justin have been arguing on and off for the past 3 days now about stupid things. Lately he’s been finding literally anything to argue about from me not giving him any attention to me not wanting to meet him at his locker. He doesn’t understand that I don’t like being around his friends, especially Bryce. His friends are ass-wholes, and they make my boyfriend an ass-whole when he’s around them. Don’t get me wrong, Justin is the sweetest boy out there, and I love every minute that I’m with him, but when he’s with his friends he forgets that side of him and this is what we are arguing about now.
“Yes I’m serious y/n, what is your problem!” he yells. He asked me to come over earlier and when I did he basically threw me in a trap and said ‘let’s go to Bryce’s house’.
“My problem? What the hell is your’s, are you fucking in love with Bryce!”
“What the hell y/n! what do you have against my friends!”
“I don’t like them and how you are around them Justin!” I yell back.
“You have to be joking babe! I never act different towards you!”
I dry laugh and pace his room, “Yes you do Justin! you fucking forgot to take me to work cause you were getting high with them!!”
“I said I was sor-”
“And you fucking forgot my birthday 3 weeks ago cause you were partying with Bryce!”
“I didn’t do it on purp-”
“You even fucking made me think you were dead when you decided to play hookie for 3 days at Bryce’s house and not return my calls!!!” I scream, tears coming down.
“Bab-” he tries to grab my arm, but I yank it away.
“NO!” I scream, “your always up their asses, so don’t you dare ask me to go with you to his house!”
“Babe just let me exp-” I pull away from his touch again and he sighs and rubs his face.
“I don’t want to hear it!” I say, feeling emotionally drained from going back and forth.
“You know I didn’t mean to do any of those things!”
“I don’t care Justin! you still did, so don’t ask me why I don’t like them!”
He stays quiet and looks like he is in deep thought. He doesn’t say anything about what I just said and it’s starting to piss me off. I feel like I’m about to full on cry and I don’t want him to see it so I roll my eyes and turn towards the door.
“Okay whatever Justin, have fun at Bryce’s”. As soon as another tear was about to fall, I felt his hand yank my arm back to him.
“Come here.” As soon as I came into contact with his chest, I felt his lips on mine. It’s like all of our anger was put into this kiss as Justin deepened it. He made me feel like I wasn’t important to him and the most important thing at the same time and it drives me crazy. He pinned me against the wall and pushed his. His lips went to my neck as he whispered.
“You’re so damn wrong baby” he says in a husky voice, “I love you so much and I’m so sorry. Fuck Bryce.”
I giggle at what he says and lean my head back as he continues peppering kisses. He grabs my hips and I automatically wrap my legs around his torso. It’s like all my anger went away, and I wanted nothing more but for him to make love to me. His light peppers went to full on harsh sucking and I bit my lip to stop myself from moaning. The way he was sucking on my neck, I know I’m going to have a bunch of purple bruises. I pulled him closer to me as he parted his lips, begging for an entrance. I let him, and our tongues danced together mixed with our groans. He hands leave my waist, pushing them up my shirt impatiently, causing me to get goosebumps. His hands grazed over my laced black bra, squeezing my breast and I was already turned on just from his fingertips against my skin. He grabbed my butt, carrying us over to his bed.
“I just missed you, that’s all” I whispered so low that I thought he didn’t hear me. His eyes was filled with love and desire as he pulled of his shirt along with mine.
“I missed you too baby” He locked his lips with mine as he hovered over my body, his hands wandering. His fingers slowly traveled to my leggings, pulling them down. I felt my core becoming hot and wet and needed him.
“Justin” I whined. He seemed to feel my agony, as his hands slipped into my panties. His fingers grazed over my clit and I sucked in my breath. He nibbled on my chest as he started to rub the figure 8 around my core.
“Oh my g- Justin” I moaned, grabbing onto his shoulder. He started to rubbed harder and faster and I felt myself getting hotter. He slips two fingers into me and I arched to feel more of him.
“Fuck Justin!” I moan, circling my hips around his fingers.
“Your so beautiful to me y/n” he whispers again my chest. with his free hand, he unclasps my bra, throwing it across the room, never stopping his hand from giving me pleasure. He takes one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue around it as he started vigorously rubbing my clit with his thumb and pumping in and out of me. The pressure was getting to me and I was a moaning mess under him. This was long needed.
“Oh my go- Justin please baby!”
He takes his mouth off my chest and goes down to my core. His breath makes me want to grab his hair and pull him further in. He slowly pulls off my underwear and I can’t help but grind against his touch.
“Don’t tease me baby” I whine.
“Not this time babe”. His hands grab my thighs and his tongue immediately began to lick me out. He starts flicking his tongue against my core, making me grab his hair.
“Baby” I moan, wiggling my hips against his core. He starts moving his tongue faster, pushing my hips further onto his mouth. I throw my head back and fight not to pull his hair. He goes back to finger fucking me and I’m a mess.
“Justin! baby faster please!” I beg louder, grinding against his face. Listening to my cries, Justin speeds up, roughly rubbing my clit. His tongue slides into me, along with his fingers making me whimper.
“Justin baby I’m about t-”. He doesn’t stop as he continues pumping while his other hand comes up to my boob, bringing his finger to pinch my nipple making me go crazy.
“Justin!” I scream as he speeds everything up, groaning against my core. I feel myself clench around his fingers and let my orgasm out with a whimper. I licks everything up and comes up to kiss me. I wrap my arms around his neck, tasting myself on his lips. I want nothing more than to feel him inside of me. As if he read my mind, he threw off his boxers and grabbed my thighs, placing my legs over his shoulder. He came back down to my lips, kissing me passionately.
“I really do love you baby He smiled, looking at me with nothing but love.
“I love you too” I smiled. He look down at his bulge near my entrance and look back up to me as in asking is it okay, I nod my head, just needing him already. He slowly pushes into me and I whimper form the pain.
“Are you okay?” He asks worriedly.
“Yeah, just keep going babe”. Its been a while since we had sex and I needed to adjust to his size. He starts slowly pulling in and out of me as I gripped onto his arms.
“Faster baby” I moan. Justin started thrusting faster, moving his his hips harder with each thrust. Each of his thrust had me moaning his name. He leaned in to suck on my neck as I dug my nails into his soft and muscled back. As he sped up, his grip tightened on my hips, surely leaving a bruise, but I didn’t care. This feeling was amazing.
“Fuck princess” He groaned into my hair, planting kisses from my neck to my chest. I wrap my arms around his neck as he buried himself into me.
“Oh my-fuck Justin harder please!” I scream. He straighten up and pulled me closer into him, drilling into me.
“Fuck!” he screamed with each hard and rough thrust. His hands rested at each side of my head as his thrust got more sloppier and rougher making me almost cry at the feeling.
“Justin baby!” I scream as I feel myself clench around his dick. I let my climax overtake me as my eyes go to the back of my head, enjoying the high. This sent Justin over the edge, as he climaxed right after me, fully burying himself into me, riding out his high. A string of curses left his mouth as he finished his high. He came down to my lips and kissed me slowly and sweetly before collapsing onto the bed next to me. Both panting, he pulled me onto his chest, kissing my head until we both calmed down. We stayed in this comfortable silence for a while just enjoying each others company when his phone rings. He reaches over, not letting go of his grip on me, to answer it.
“Not tomorrow night either…”
“Because I’m staying with y/n tonight and the rest of the week….”