last one and i am out bye

post breakup AUs

because i haven’t seen enough of these around and i am so here for angst:

  • “today was the first family gathering i’ve been to since we broke up and my little cousin that absolutely adored you asked where you were and i had to lock myself in the bathroom and sit in the tub for a half an hour and look through a folder on my phone of pictures i took of you to feel okay again¨ AU
  • ¨i still have your phone number memorized even though i haven’t called you since we split and somehow i remembered it even though i’ve had like six shots of bourbon and hey, i know you’re pissed that you’re here at this dingy club at 3 in the morning to pick my drunk ass up, but you have to admit that’s pretty impressive¨ AU
  • “i’m pretty sure if taylor swift and i were in a competition of who could write the most breakup songs in one night, i’d win by a landslide because i still set two plates out for dinner even though i eat alone and it’s almost pathetic because we’ve been broken up for ages but i’m still not over you” AU
  • “so i know we haven’t talked in like, two years, and that things ended pretty badly between us but what the fuck do you mean you’re engaged to be married¨ AU
  • “yes, i know this is your sweatshirt and that we broke up five months ago but it’s really comfy okay. i totally don’t wear it because like it still smells like you or is the only thing that even remotely feels like home since i moved out. pfft. absolutely not.” AU
  • “look, i know we agreed to be friends and everything but that’s what everyone says when they break up. i can’t take you asking me for advice on how to ask out the new person you’re interested in, okay? it’s killing me” AU
  • “oh hi, totally didn’t expect to see you here at this one hole in the wall coffee shop literally no one in the entire world besides you knows about. what a coincidence.” AU
  • “it´s my [insert family relation here]´s wedding and seeing all these happy couples is killing me and all i can think about is how this was almost us” AU (bonus: “i know that it’s two in the morning and i’m dressed really formally and a little (a lot) bit drunk but i couldn’t stop thinking about you after my grandma asked how you were doing also can i come in it’s freezing out here”)
  • “i still have your sister’s scarf and i know it’s stupid but i’ve been hoping maybe one day you’ll come by and pick it up so we’ll be forced to talk again because i haven’t seen you in months and i’m maybe kinda sorta still in love with you” AU
  • “i know we were never officially together or anything but seeing that picture you posted on [insert social media] with him/her literally felt like you carved my heart out of my chest and stomped on it and i’m not really sure why i’m leaving this voicemail but my pillow still smells like you and i miss your stupid face” AU
  • “we have a lot of mutual friends so we see each other more than two broken up people usually do and i know we’re not really close anymore but you’re wearing that stupid (adorable) hat you always wore when you were upset so tell me what’s wrong because it’s literally killing me to see you look so sad” AU
  • “so like, i know we broke up and stuff but funny story, i haven’t told my family yet and they just assumed you’d be coming with me for [insert family celebration] and i really don’t know how to tell them and i know this is really selfish but i can’t break my great grandma’s heart like that, she’ll probably have a heart attack and– wait what? you’d do that for me? holy shit, i love you… wait–” AU
  • “i found your box of letters underneath my bed last night and because i’m a nosy motherfucker i decided to read them and it turns out they were all addressed to me and the last one was dated the day you moved out and i’m not quite sure why i thought this would be a good idea but here i am, standing on your doorstep, wondering why the fuck we’re not together anymore” AU
  • “well this is really awkward considering the last time we saw each other, i was screaming at you to never talk to me again, but like, my dog recognized you all the way across the park and literally dragged me over here because she misses you so hi” AU
Gold Digger

Reader x Elijah Mikaelson



Imagine: You are in a long-term relationship with Elijah Mikaelson and is very happy with it. One day, when he requests you to go over to his house to meet oficially his siblings, Hayley accuses you to being with him only for his money and power, which leaves you heartbroken.

tagging: @chocolatemonkeyrainbows :)

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Back then, when you were nothing but a naive teenager, you used to dream about true love, wondering every single night, whilst watching the stars, how it would feel like once you met him. Would you recognise the one right away? Or it would take some time for you to realise it? Man, you were one hell of a weird kid.

However, your questions would only be entirely answered years later, in the exactly moment Elijah Mikaelson walked into your life.

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On reverse retellings-gender swap

Here on tumblr we’re comfortably throwing around (and taking in) ideas that stretch the mind, and attempt to cross the boundaries of society confines and stereotypes. Which is cool, but sometimes it can get a bit… detached from the actual real world that we’re trying to change (but still, lardely, haven’t, cause change is hard, if not impossible.)

So, basically, tumblr-land can be miles away from the whole rest of the land. It’s important to remember that this is a place of ideas, but not of the realization of these idas. That happens in the outside world, the real world, known also as

Originally posted by 8octopie


Immediately you’re going: “Oh no, don’t ruin it. Don’t expose it to THEM. THEY don’t get it.”

But they must. Just whining to each other on here, although fun, won’t change anything. Going out and doing stuff will.

So, let’s do an experiment, shall we?

We shall.

Originally posted by blunt-science

(Trust me, I’m a physicist.)

Let’s take this (amazing, if I say so myself) idea: A reverse retelling of Jane Eyre.

Originally posted by shosakurai



She is the one with the sercret, mad spouse hidden somewhere, thirsting for her flesh.

She is the one who wanted to grasp that little glimpse of happiness with another man, even though she knew if was forbidden.

She is the one who has to be set on fire (both metaphorically and literally) before she can be free of her demons.

She is the one who needs to be rescued from the horrors of her own life, and they both have equal flaws and good things to bring to the relationship. (In the book, Rochester needs to be freed of his wife, but other than that he’s supposed to bring more to the marriage, not morally, but materially.) In this reverse story, they are equals morally. Although she’s still kind of poorer, so that stays the same, as do a lot of other things, (because Charlotte is a genius and that story is already waaaay ahead of its time, and people would probably hate SO much on it because of feminism and stuff, but they can’t cause it’s a classic and you go, girl.)

Originally posted by ladybethcassel

What if he, in reverse, has had a sad, emotionally abusive childhood, and has lived a dry, melancholy life? While drownig in riches (nice contrast there). 

What if he is the unspoilt one, has never given his heart to any woman, nor has be promised marriage to one, although he’s had women salivate after him for years?

What if he is the one who has to come back to her in the end, and find her ruined, and promise to her that she is more worthy of him now than she ever was?

What if he has to rescue her morally and emotionally as much as she? (That’s the only thing that doesn’t happen in the book, Jane is the moral anchor throughout, and he’s trying not to drown in the sea of his sins. But what if she is a sinner too?)

What if, in short, the roles are reversed? What if the woman is the one with the guilty secret? Is she then worthy of love? Do we even dare to consider it? What if the man is left bewildered and wondering if she likes him AT ALL, and asking her to trust him with her secrets, and left at the altar (or near it)? What if he is the second man in her life (the non-virgin antitrope -is that even a word? Now it is) but she the first woman in his?

What if the man, for once, is not the one in need of emotional rescuing, but does the rescuing himself, even though he isn’t qualified to do it? But he becomes someone who can lead them noth to a stronger moral standard. He isn’t the rescuer, but he BECOMES the rescuer. Because there’s nobody that will save him, if he won’t do it himself. That’s what I’m talking about. What if he is their only hope of ever working things through?
What if she is good and kind and faithful, but maimed? Ruined? Is it good/romatic/relatable that he should want her at all? And is she in a place to even be attracted to him, after what has been done to her?

What if they are both ruined, the girl as well as the guy?

Originally posted by stupidteletubbie

Well, I’ll tell you what happens then.

People don’t GET IT. Most people. Some do. And yay. But most don’t get it. (Or if they get it, they don’t like it.) Ewwwww why isn’t she pure? Ewww she’s married, I don’t read books about girls like THAT. Ewwwww that’s not a heroine, that’s a *** Ewww why would he want her? Ewww Eww Ewwwww


In case you don’t realize what I’m talking about yet, it’s not ok for a woman to have a dark secret, to need rescuing, to not hold herself to a higher moral standard. All the things that make us go “my poor baby” for Rochester, would make us go “ewwwww” for Jane.

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

That’s gender swap in the real world, my friends. How do I know that? Because of this. I did it, you see. I did the experiment. And I am thankful every day for people who GOT the story from the first second, like @tea-books-lover @velutluna @pagesfullofstars @celebangel @bassguitarwitch and soooo many others who beta-read, reviewed, or just plain encouraged me with this outlandish idea.

Because, let me tell you.

I’ve gotten hate. (The ewwwws we were talking about, see above. So many EWWWS)

Originally posted by sheepy-shenanigans

ewe? close enough. 

I’ve even seen people read the synopsis and go, why would I read a book about a heroine like that? I don’t read books about ruined heroines.

People message me (most of them don’t dare post reviews) telling me they loved the writing but WTH? I reply, it’s reverse. They say ewww the heroine isn’t pure. I say she’s like Rochester, he isn’t pure. They say well, yeah, but he’s a guy. It’s ok for the man. That’s not a Jane Eyre retelling (A LOT of them don’t even get that. They don’t even recognize the Jane Eyre plotline or the characters once I swapped the genders. I mean it when I say it’s a different world out there, you guys. People have no idea. No. Idea.) I say -I usually say nothing, or just bye, but if it’s a nice person who wants answers, I reply- it’s the same story, governess goes to work for rich dude, mad spouse, fire, impossible love, morals, wedding stopped, the works. But it’s reverse.

There’s even lines in the book that are a direct nod to the masterpiece.

“You are my bright angel.”

“You can be mended, if once you were ruined.”

“Take off your mask, little ghost.”

“You tranfix me quite.” (Ok, that’s a lie, I didn’t put that last one in, just love it.)

Aaaaan feels.

Anyway, I am really happy with how this story turned out (and a lot of other people are happy too, it seems -yay- special thanks to the person who left this

 in lieu of a review, you’re my favorite thing in the world, person). And if I can do a TINY BIT to bring about some change in this world, then:

1. Books are the way to do it (or one of the best ways, subtle but powerful), I really believe this, and history backs it up.

2. I am proud and happy and blessed.

3. I don’t mind the occasional thick head trying to push itself into my inbox. Maybe it’s the sign of someone trying to wake up. Or refusing to wake up. But you know what? Something made them almost wake up. And if that something was me… then that’s all I can ask for.

Anyway, I jsut wanted to share a bit of my experience on “the other side”, which something actually went out and did in real life. It changed me in so many ways, and I really hope it might have changed someone else too. Even the littlest bit.

I always reblog reverse story ideas, and now you know why they’re so close to my heart, but I wanted to share my story of actually going out and DOING THE THING. You should always do the thing, even if you’re scared. Also, if you’re scared, I’m here. Talk to me. I know about scared.

Which brings us to:


Originally posted by lamefreek

Read read read

Then write write write.

Then repeat.

Learn the rules, and break them. Like Charlotte did. Like a boss.

Let’s keep writing new things, let’s break the rules, let’s be respectful and educated, and then let’s think outside the box. Let’s RUIN the box (see what I did there? Pun, anyone? No? Ok.) 

Who’s with me?

anonymous asked:

How about botw zelink first kiss?


There was little time in Zelda’s life for romance and, to be completely honestly, she never felt the need to push the issue. Her hours had been spent praying, studying, discovering and being the general figurehead of hope that her Father needed her to be. Her mother died before she ever managed to pass on any life lessons in love or how to activate the powers her veins carried.

Which left Zelda to figuring it out all on her own.

Well, until Urbosa. The Gerudo took the girl under her wing as best that she could while still maintaining her role of Champion. Urbosa did not teach Zelda from books or in the drawling way that her teachers did. She sat her down and spoke with the utmost honesty. Something the then sixteen-year-old appreciated.

Blonde hair tied into a twisting bun, Zelda slumped against the inner wall of Naboris with a groan. Urbosa raised an eyebrow and peered down at the girl. “Something amiss, Princess?”

“This heat… it is making my…” She faltered, speaking such things aloud would have given her Father a shock but Urbosa understood. She always did. “Cycle especially tortuous.” She managed a pained smile. “Your tips have helped. Thank you.”

“I’m just surprised that you’d never heard of them!” The Gerudo slid down to join her companion. “I wonder what else they have not told you?” Urbosa frowned, deeply. “Sex?”

Zelda flushed, brightly, and rapped her on the shoulder. “Urbosa!” She covered her blush with her palms. “Of course.”

“Good.” She laughed, loudly, at Zelda’s embarrassment though her amusement quickly turned to gentleness. “And what of love, young one?”


Urbosa sighed, pulled her charge close, and leaned her cheek against Zelda’s golden hair. “Love. Being in love. What it means, what it can mean?”  She shifted so that she can look into the teenager’s eyes. “I worry for you. ” She took her hand into her own. It was warm, calloused and gentle. “You have not experienced much of the world, Princess. I fear that they will place you in a loveless marriage and I do not want that for you.” The Gerudo smiled, softly. “Do not allow them to steal real love from you.”

She never really finished that conversation with Urbosa. Link arrived with a summons from her father and they parted ways. They saw each other from time to time but neither approached the subject. There were more important things to be discussed than matters of the heart.

It’s something Zelda can recall following Calamity’s defeat. Urbosa’s gentle words and the oppressing feeling of time running between her fingers. Link takes her hand to help her ascend to the top of a peak. The heat is unbearable but lightning stands, unwavering, before them.

His fingers linger around her palm. He releases her to move toward the Beast and Zelda remarks on how steadfast he has been for her. Link glances back and smiles, gently. “Would you like a moment… alone with her?”

“Yes.” She shouldn’t be surprised that she’s already an emotional wreck. She’s cried upon visiting every single one of them. This was the last one. The hardest good-bye to swallow. Zelda walks forward to press forehead against the machine. “There are so many things I want to ask you, to share with you. I never thanked you for your guidance or the care you showed. For the love, you gave me when I needed it.” A shaky breath. “Like so many others, I do not know that I am ready to say good-bye but I wish you peace.” She steps back and brushes the tears from her face. There is so much more to say but Zelda turns away.

Link smiles and steps forward with his hand out. “We will see them, again.” She takes it and lets him curl her into his chest. 

“I know.” Zelda twists so that his hands locked behind her lower back. She holds his face in her palms and smiles. “Thank you for coming with me.” 

“Of course.” He says because he needed to say goodbye too and because she needed him. 

Zelda doesn’t know what romantic love is like. It has never been explained to her in words that she can fully comprehend… looking at this man. She thinks she might be coming to a conclusion. She tests that theory by planting a gentle kiss upon his lips. For a moment, she wonders if Naboris has struck her with lightening when Link returns the action with the tilt of his mouth.

She has many things to discover about life and love. She hopes her friend will be proud that she intends to find it all out her own way.

Watched the last episode with subs!

What I love about not giving an opinion until the subs come out is, I actually know what is going on.

Let’s go to the much hyped moment where Serena finally kisses Ash.

She tells him, “You’re my goal.” which was sweet and an implication of some sorts.

Take a look…

After a few eye glances, she says to him “ Just you wait, by the next time we meet, I’ll be a much more attractive woman!”

I loved the cheek in the words.

It can mean so many things but what I get is, it is meant to be in cheek for she talks of a future.

What shows Serena is different is she understood after all this time, she needed to be forward with Ash because he is dense. I do believe Ash got it after the kiss because as dense as he is, he knows when two people kiss, it means one person likes the other. Come on, he has Brock as his friend for like 15 years lol. I do think they have discussed it in some part of the Pokeuniverse.

Lastly, she asks him for one more thing. She asked him to give her one more thing that would ensure she had her own closer.

“Can I have one last thing?”

I love how she ran up the escalator. She overcame an obstacle to get her goal and want.


The tone, the lights, the filter.

Meloatta’s Serenade made the moment even more magical.

It made it classical.

His pupils opened just a bit, in wonder or curiosity? Maybe both. But I do believe in that moment, Ash knew what she was about to do.He had time to move, he had time to avoid.

Plus, notice we didn’t see Serena’s face.

Only Ash saw that. He knew.

Some people are saying she kissed his forehead because Serena is taller than Ash. I don’t agree,(he has his hat on) she was on a moving staircase for Arceus sake. She tip toed to prolong the kiss to give her length. Ash was taken aback, you could see his slight step to keep his momentum. The movement as the kiss meets its mark.

Plus, if it was not the lips, why not show it?

Ash has been kissed by girls on the cheek and they have shown it, so… HA!

This reaction speaks volumes towards my point and further implies it. Pikachu has seen Ash get kissed before but never reacted like this. Heck look at the ears! That’s my reaction to, buddy.


She thanks him because in her heart she took her courage and all her growth to do and complete her actual goal. And Ash allowed her to do so.

To show Ash how much he is to her and the more that he will always be.

This moment, for the past three years is what Serena has been aiming towards because all along Ash had been her purpose. It sounds bad but Ash is a person you cant help but gravitate towards, (Hence, the entire of all Kalos people)

Her feelings just take it a step further. But now, Ash is the reason for her to go off by herself and grow towards something to make her ready for the world. That is why she promises him, it will be different the next time they meet.

She reached her goal and is ready to take anything on.

He may have been shocked but Ash understands..

He just does and this shows the kind of growth Ash has had himself.

He may not understand feelings as yet but he will. Eventually this will make sense and Serena says that before the kiss.

Plus, the eyes get me all the time.

On a side note… I love right after Serena leaves and Clemont asks Ash for something… he says

“Will you allow me to make one last selfish request?”

Lol like Serena didn’t ask for her own selfish request.


Overall it has been a fun ride and Pokemon Xy certainly went out with a bang. Finally, Xy is the first season I followed week by week since the internet had given me access to this privilege. Next to the original series and Diamond and pearl. It is my favorite. I am not ready to say good bye but I will. I am glad it will live on because of the time we live in now. It will continue to bring joy in my life because that is what Pokemon does.

It brings happiness through so many emotions.

A little bit of happiness through the eyes of a ten year old boy  who is seeing the world.

It just happens to have amazing Pocket monsters.

(the gifs are not mine.) They belong to people who actually did the hard work.

♡ Sweety Pi ♡

Originally posted by twice-ooh


Wonho (Monsta x)




Wonho wants to come over and spend the night. You know that he only wants to so he could get in your panties. You tell him the only way he could come over is if he lets you tutor him.


Being in college with Wonho, tutoring Wonho in math, Wonho fingering you while you’re teaching him, monrning sex, hard…yet soft sex, and rough…yet gentle sex i dont really know…


Your friend Wonho had just texted you as you were walking out of the door to get food. He asked if he could come over and a sleepover. You scoffed to yourself. That horny fucker only wanted sex. You texted him back.

“If you wanna come over you gotta study with me…I’ve seen your grades Hoseok…”

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Watch what you say to the dancer (Peter Quill x reader)

A/N: A couple people asked me for a part duo to my little Peter Quill story. Let me know if you like it as much as the first.

Warnings: language, Groot cuteness, other than that just some mentions of alcohol and the inference of sex

Originally posted by obscure-imagines

“Where are you going?” Peter pulled at your waist band holding you back from the door.

“Excuse me?” You smacked his hand away. “I have other targets to visit.”

“Oh,” he grumbled as he rubbed the red spot on his hand. You narrowed your eyes getting one more look at him.

“Don’t hang your bubbins at me, Starlord. I’ll see you soon.” 

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chatlovingshipper  asked:

< pt1> I know I already sent you an ask but: Adrien transforming and always keeping a bag of lipstick next to him at all times so he can put it on right after he transforms (because maybe the lipstick Adrien wears disappears when he becomes Chat Noir) *Akuma attack* Adrien: Plagg! TRANSFORME MOI Adrien: *Becomes Chat Noir* Chat: *Looking for bag of lipstick* WHERE IS IT Chat: *Finds his bag of lipstick* So which one today... eeny meeny miney mo! Green or black? I wore black last week.. <pt1>

<pt2> … I wore black last week.. but my bronzer is on point so I want something dark.. Maybe green.. I’m not feeling it now to be honest.. LADYBUG LIKED MY LIQUID OMBRÉ NEON AND LIME GREEN LIPS LAST MONTH… but doesn’t that take like half an hour? Yeah I’ll do that, Maybe Marinette will like it… ~ an hour later~ Chat: My lady! Here i am! I know I’m late but check this out! Don’t I look amazing~ Ladybug: Bye Bye petite papillon! Oh hey nice to see yo- WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?? <Pt 2>



Previously: Ep. #1 | Ep. #2 | Ep. #3 | Ep. #4 (Part 1) | Ep. #4 (Part 2) | Today on Husbands of Changsha Seoul SPECIAL: Exo M go to China where they get the opportunity to visit their old member Luhan. It’s all fun and games until… Well like Jongdae said, it isn’t a reality show without any drama. Too bad this drama was caused with a purpose at hand and that was to make Yixing jealous. Meanwhile, there may be some trouble going on with Luhan and Minseok.

I can’t believe I did another so soon. Oh well. Who am I kidding? They’re fun to make. Luhan is not a slut. Yixing is not violent and Jongdae is most definitely not a troll. Just pointing that out there. My LuChen feels kicked in so I did it. Enjoy! ^^ Once again. Do not take any of this seriously. It’s just a bad joke that will probably never go away. I also made it extra long to make up for the last one. Bye! ^^
Sherlock x Chubby!Reader

Request: Could you do a SherlockxChubby!reader where shes really insecure and he assures her shes perfect and fluffy stuff like kissing and cuddles


Your alarm clock went off far to early for your tastes. You groaned, “Ugh…” You got up and got ready for your day with John and Sherlock. John and his family were family friends of yours growing up and he invited you a few years back to join him and Sherlock in their line of work. You couldn’t help but linger in front of the mirror before walking out of your flat. It’s not that you were an elephant, it’s just that you had a fuller figure than the average woman; a figure with little areas that protruded out.

Arriving at Sherlock’s flat you let yourself in and went upstairs to get briefed on the newest case. “No new case today Y/N,” Sherlock said reading your thoughts.

“Why not?”

“Because we have a party being thrown for us by what’s his name from wherever it is that requires us to attend,” he retorted.

“It’s at 7 tonight. Sherlock and I will take a cab to your place at 6:30,” John chimed in from his chair.

“What exactly am I suppose to wear to this thing? All I have in my closet are jeans, T-shirts, and a couple pairs of nice pants and blouses.”

“Mary thought ahead and got a dress for you last night while we were out. I hung it up on the bathroom door.”

“You married a good one John,” you smiled at him. “I have some errands to run then before tonight,” you grabbed the dress off of the door. “I’ll see you both at 6:30 then.”

“Bye, Y/N.” “Yes, goodbye Y/N,” the farewells followed you out of the flat door.


You had successfully completed your errands, which included getting real food for your pantry, and were putting the final touches on your makeup. There was a knock at your door, you ran to it quickly rushing John and Sherlock in. “You guys are early!”

“Or you are running late,” Sherlock retorted. Although he wouldn’t admit you were tied with John for the title of best friend. “Very funny Sherly. Just give me one second to put on my dress and heels and then we are good to go.” Going back into your bathroom you looked at the bag hanging from the door. You unzipped the bag and looked at the dress, you hadn’t had time to try it on and it made you a little nervous but Mary knew you, and more importantly your size, so she must have done good picking out a dress. You slipped the black dress on and looked in the mirror. It was a little bit tighter than what you would have picked out, and a tad bit shorter. “Mary you’re going to kill me…” you muttered, “too late to turn back now.” You slipped on your heels and left the bathroom. You were uncomfortable and hoped it wasn’t obvious. “Alright boys, let’s go.”

“You look very nice, Y/N,” John complimented you.

“Yes, Y/N, you look very nice. Now let’s go, I don’t want to be late,” Sherlock lead you all down to the cab.


You were able to shake off most of your nerves as the night went on but how you looked in your dress still plagued your thoughts. The drinks sure helped you forget for a while though. Now that the party was ending you grabbed your coat and made your way out to find a cab. “Y/N,” you knew that monotone voice anywhere.

“Yes Sherly?”

“You recommended that movie about those superhumans to me last week and I rented it. Would you like to watch it with me tonight. That party was so boring I would actually like to have something actually entertaining.”

“The Avengers, Sherlock. Superheroes not superhumans,” you laughed. “I’d like that.”

The drive back was fun with Sherlock. Everyone on the streets was analyzed by you both, jokes were cracked about the party and the people who attended, and you even got Sherlock to agree to stop for Chinese takeout. You arrived back at 221B and got some plates out for the food. “If I eat one more thing this dress is going to pop open,” you thought to yourself.

“You shouldn’t regard yourself like that.”

“What Sherly?”

“I analyze people for a living, it was easy to read you before the party…and during the party…and just now. You look very nice. Not just tonight in the dress but always, even in those things you call sweatpants.”

“Sherlock, I don’t know-”

“Beauty is not a scientifically accurate description for the appearance of someone. I believe that beauty is nothing more than a superficial term used to tell someone if they look acceptable or not in the eyes of someone else; but, if I did believe in the concept of beauty, I would absolutely deem you beautiful.”

“You’re sweet you know that. I know you don’t like people to think that of you but you are.”

He walked over to you and gave you something rare, a hug. “Beautiful.” He kissed your forehead. “I put some of my pajamas on my bed for you to change into.”

“You know me so well.”

anonymous asked:

girl i know this isn't tyler seguin related which is a shocker for me bc i can talk about him for 48 hours straight... but like people honestly are believing that auston and jordyn are dating?¿ like it's been like confirmed that he isn't looking for anything serious and if they ARE exclusive, that probably won't last long in the actual season i'm just mad that people think they're together and are so cute like girl byE u is a blind mouse

I AM DYYYYYYYYYIING at the Auston and Jordyn drama. Once again, it’s been rumored that she cheated on him. They went out to lunch one time like 2 weeks ago, and ever since then, she hasn’t posted anything about him and he hasn’t posted shit about her. But he still likes her pics on insta and I just want to strangle myself because Auston is my baby next to Tyler and anything they do with any girl (especially the ones who screw them over) makes me want to kms ughhhhh lmao I’m just a tad bit dramatic :\  I don’t think they are together, but during this offseason, who knows. I just need October to get here so all these girls will stay away for 7-8 months lmao

"Almost.” *WARNING: SMUT!

Request from @bluxparadise and anons: “19 from the kink list? -Almost getting caught” “Can I get a dirty imagine where you’re at the Jacks’ party, and Sammy’s your ex, and you find him in a bed, pumping himself, moaning out your name, and he asks you to “help him out?"” “Heyyy, I love your blog. I really want to request an imagine where you have been teasing sammy all day and its turning him on and you can leave the rest up to you. Thank you! Ps. You’re writing is amazing❤.”


“Are you sure you’re ready to face him tonight?” Taylor asks. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” I looked at her, fixing my outfit. “Holy shit, you look hot.” “That was what I was aiming for.” I smirked, as we finished getting ready. “Ready?” I just nod at her as we entered the house party. We were quickly greeted by the hosts, the Jacks. J always had my back and told me places to avoid so I wouldn’t run into Sam. And I thought that was a brilliant idea but not tonight. Tonight, I just wanted to be free and have fun. We all walked to the back as we said hi to the rest of the guys. Last in the line was him. I walked up and smiled, “Hey.” “Hey, how are you?” “Good. Thanks.” I was soon pulled by the girls and we just started drinking and gossiping. From time to time I would look around the crowd, and then I’d make eye contact with Sam. It would take a few seconds before someone would break it. But when I’m just talking to the girls, I would have this feeling someone was looking at me, and the more I got that feeling, the more anxious I got. The more anxious I got, the hotter I felt, sweating. I took off my jacket then minutes later, my crop top, leaving me in just my bra. I turned to see if anyone was watching me and I saw Sammy’s lustful eyes on me, biting his lip as they were trailing down my body. 

“He hasn’t taken his eyes off of you since you came to sight.” Stass nodded her head towards Sam. “Damn Y/N, he fucking wants you.” “He’s the one that broke up with her..” Madison said. “Yeah, but he obviously regrets it now.” Soon a random guy came up, asking me to dance with him. I looked back at Sam and saw fire in his eyes. I accepted the offer, and danced with the guy. I felt the alcohol start to kick in my system, everything I did, I pictured doing it with Sam. I looked at the guy, picturing Sam’s face, Sam’s hands running down my body, Sam’s lips kissing my neck, Sam’s voice whispering in my ears. I felt my lust grow more and more every second, but only for Sam. I finally opened my eyes, as I looked straight at Sam, watching me. His face and eyes and eyebrows and everything about him showed his anger. He put down his drink, and walked away from the group, as I watched him walk up the stairs. Knowing he wasn’t in sight, I started pushing off the guy, not wanting anymore of him.  

I made my way back to the group, talking, looking for Sam to come back down. Minutes passed, and no sign of him. “Where’s Sam?” I asked. The boys looked at me, “He was feeling ill.” Swazz said, and pointed upstairs. I just nodded and let them get back into their conversation. I slipped away from them without them seeing me, and made my way upstairs, making sure no one was watching me. I reached the top of the stairs, looking at which room he would be in. I slowly walked passed the doors till I heard a noise. I stopped, slightly knocking, but no answer. I crack the door open, peeping in, my eyes going wide. Sam lying there, pants half way down his legs, pumping himself. I stopped breathing, frozen in my feet as I heard his groans and whispers. “Fuck Y/N.” I heard him say my name, over and over again. The lust in me started coming back, it’s stronger this time. Watching him want me, fuck, the best thing. I had 2 options, walk in and let him know I was watching or walk away, and forget about it. I closed the door quietly. 

He still hasn’t noticed someone was in the room with him. I bit the bottom of my  lip, as he came close to edge. I quietly walked up to the bed, breathing deeply. And I found my courage. I climbed onto the bed, making him jump, scared at the sight of me. “Y-Y/N. W-hat-” He tried babbling out but I kissed him, shutting him up. He denied it at first, but finally let it happen. His hand at the back of my head, kicking off his pants, and getting on top of me, not breaking the kiss. 

Things between us started heating up, getting rougher and rougher with each other. Next thing I know, we were both naked in bed, kissing. He releases from my lips, kissing down my neck, my chest, my stomach, my hip. He reached all the way down, kissing the inside of my thighs, making me shake at his gentle kisses. 

He licked up and down my slit, as I craved him more. His tongue getting to know me again, as I squirm on the bed, trying to grab a hold of something. He looks up at me, licking my clit, suddenly I scream, covering my mouth as I felt two fingers maneuvering in and out of me. My eyes roll back at the sound of my juices all over his fingers, knowing it is turning him on a lot more at the sound of my wetness caused by him. He loves the sound of it. Trails of kisses start coming up my body again, but his fingers still working, he kisses my neck more. I whimper, “Fuck me, Sam.” Craving more. A smile creeps on his lips as he obeyed me, teasing my entrance up and down with his tip. 

I grab his face, pressing his lips against mine, playing with his tongue. His full length enter me, and I open my mouth wider, moaning. “Holy shit..” “Feel good, yeah?” He looks in my eyes. “Fuuuuuuck yeah.” He starts grinding in and out. “God you’re so fucking tight again!” He grunts. “I’ve missed this. I’ve miss you, Fuuck me… ” I dig my fingers in his back.  “I’ve been craving this, for so fucking long!” I pleaded out. “Me. UGH.” He grunted. “Too.” Our breaths getting deeper and quicker. My fingers running through his hair as my back arched up from the bed, on edge. “HOLY,” 

My legs shaking, my eyes rolling to the back of my head, Sam kissing me again. He slows his grinding, switching positions, me lying on my stomach. I grip onto the side of the bed, my mouth open, breathing, but no sounds coming out. His pelvis smacking against my ass felt like heaven. 

Hearing the sound of his groans muffled in my hair, making it more sexier. I move one of my hand down to my clit, rubbing it in circles, trying to get off again. “Fffffffffuuhh” I mumbled into the sheets. “No,” He grunts in my ear. “I want to hear your voice, screaming how much you love it. How much more you want me.” “I-I can’t Sam. P-people will hear m-me screAM!” I yelped as he found the right spot. “Now i’ve got ya.” He smirks, breathing harder in my hair, thrusting faster and deeper inside. “I’m gonna cum.” I gritted my teeth together. “Cum, baby, cum like before.” His voice husked. “Shhhhhh-” I released again, “Saaaaaammmmm,” I yelped out. 

Just then the door opens and I quickly flip my face towards the headboard, not wanting whoever opened the door to see me. Sam stops his thrusting immediately. “PRIVACY!” He yells, throwing the covers over us, especially my face. “HOLY FUCKING SHIT SAM.” I heard Rupp yell, the rest of the guys laughing in the background. “We thought you wanted to get back together with Y/N.” J chuckled from the back. “GET. OUT.” He demanded and the door closes. Sam continues his thrusting, “Fuck we almost got caught.” I said in between breaths. “Yeah, almost.” He breaths. “But doesn’t it make you hornier.” I bit the bottom of my lip, turning my shoulders, face towards him, cupping his face, and kissing him passionately as his thrusts get faster again. 

“Mohmygawdddd.” I tried keeping my mouth shut but not working. “I’m going to cum,” His voice cracking. “Do it.” I looked in his eyes full of lust. “Cum.” I said to him, as he sped up. “S-shit S-sam.” I kept stuttering. His teeth grinding together, as we both released. His pelvis slowly stopped hitting my ass, and took himself out of me, cum all over his dick, and dripping down slit. We lie on our backs, side to side, trying to catch a breath. “That. Was.” “Fuck yeah it was.” He interrupted me. “We did not almost get caught for it to not be amazing.” He chuckles. I sat up, looking for my clothes, and putting it on. “W-what’s the matter?” “This. never. happened.” I said to him as I finished putting on my shoes. “W-wha?” “You were the one that broke up with me. i am not going to go back to you again. No. Not like Last time. Bye Sam.” I slowly opened the door and made sure no one was outside watching. I got out, and went to the bathroom. Breath. 

[There will be no continuation to this imagine]

mercury is out of retrograde & we’re gonna be ok!!!! tell ur loved ones w/ this very important card.

“what i am trying to say to you” is a postcard book i made that has 30 tear-out cards for all kinds of situations where you’re just trying… to say stuff… sometimes really personal sometimes important like this one and sometimes you don’t even know so there are checkboxes to cover all situations.

mail them, gift them or just text a pic to a friend, whatever. also has a sticker sheet at the end. it’s like $12 on amazon it just came out last week. ok love you bye!!

Made with Instagram


anyways lemme just,,, showcase the triplets


so here’s Orph, i caught her while reading through a Hangouts group chat i’m in, and there was a person named Orpheus, but that felt like a little too much, sooo i just named her Orph. i caught her yesterday.

here’s Yuta, i caught him while being an idolfag and listening to the Enstars songs, which one of 2wink;s songs was playing at the time, and Yuta is my favorite out of the two, soso i just named him Yuta like the unimaginative person i am. i caught him mmmabout 6 or so hours ago, can’t remember exactly when tho.

and here’s the last triplet, i caught her just about 10 minutes ago, while binge watching LLSIF scouting videos, and the girl in the video at the time kept getting Honoka SR’s, so i just named her Honoka :0

ok thanks bye and i swear to fuck if i get another shiny Vivillon


Doctor/Master Human AU: John Smith & Harry Saxon  (3/?)

[Phone call earlier]:

        “God can you just get here earlier? They want to obviously stuff me with nibbles and get me drunk with champagne. Although I do like the strawberries in those… Just please?" 

"It’s your book, John.. And it’s just a small speech. You’re a teacher for fuck’s sake. How can you be nervous about that?”

         "That… alright I am nervous about that. I will calm down a bit when you’re here. Just drop the last paperwork on Martha, get the bow tie and get here.“

"One day she will quit because of you talking me into such things and we both will be screwed.”

         "Tell her it’s my fault and that I owe her a box of chocolates?“

"Alright. See you in. Twenty minutes?”


“Fifteen then. You’re horrible.”

            “Love you too. Bye!”

anonymous asked:

so NH and SS really did become canon, the ship has sunk

it’s been DESTROYED along with everyones dignity and character development holy shit 

as far as i’m concerned, naruto ended last week with the two idiots lying on the ground bleeding out and they died together and no one wasted ten years of their life reading this shit lmao k bye 

He's the teacher? (2/?)

Hello everyone :) how are you all? I’d like to thank-you for all the reviews on the first part as I really appreciate it. This parts rather boring but a quick filler. I shall have part three up by tomorrow xxoo

Part 1

“Hello class, I’m Mr. Howell”
You were in shock to say the least. How was the kind, attractive stranger… Or should you say Mr. Howell… Your teacher?
All the girls were giggling and whispering as Mr. Howell continued to speak
“I’m going to be teaching this class for only 2 months, as your proper teacher is away for personal reasons.”
Oh my god… How were you supposed to concentrate on your work with such a hot teacher?…
The day went quickly and was filled with day dreams of Mr. Howell. In fact, every now and then you would look to his desk and find him looking at you and smiling.
It was end of the day and everyone was racing for the doors, eager to escape. However you had nowhere to be going therefor, you were in no rush. Which of course resulted in you being the last student to leave.
“Goodbye Y/N” a smooth voice called from the class as you were about to walk out. You turned your head to find a smiling Mr. Handsome… I mean… Mr. Howell… *cough*
You found yourself blushing so you replied with a simple “bye.”
You turned and started walking but you could still feel his eyes.

~~Dan’s POV~~

Holly shit, Y/N was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I couldn’t stop admiring her beauty all day…
What am I thinking? She’s a student… My student… Oh fuck I have a crush on one of my students…