like i was literally panting

Marius and Courfeyrac met because Courf tried to say hi to Combeferre in passing one day, and Marius accidentally thought he was talking to him.

Marius stared at him for a couple of seconds trying to figure out who he was. Instead of shrugging it off or awkwardly waving, Marius grabbed his face and yelled “I don’t know you. I want to, but I don’t.”

Courfeyrac laughed so hard that he gave Marius his number anyway.

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do y’think Kurt’s fur stands on end like a cat’s when he gets upset and then no one can take him seriously because he’s even more fluffy than usual and it’s just too cute

 
Nowhere Fast

Pairing: Regulus Black x Lily Evans

AU: Modern, non-magical, college AU

Word Count: 1,407

Written For: muclbloods + takeupserpents [#regulily gospel crew, tbh]


Regulus gets a tie pin for his twenty-first birthday.

Allegedly, it’s a treasured family heirloom that’s been faithfully passed down from father to son for at least three generations—but it’s sharp and it’s bulky and it’s basically just this ugly yellow gold stick that’s inexplicably encrusted with actual real-life rubies, and if he’s being honest, the two Greek letters perched on the top sort of make his stomach turn because he’s the younger brother by fourteen and a half months and the only reason his dad hadn’t given the fucking thing to Sirius is because Sirius had ‘refused on moral principle’ to rush Delt-Ep and offended, like, all of the Black Family Ancestors in the process.

So.

Sirius had dropped out of school and fucked off to Barcelona for an extended homoerotic bro-cation with James Potter that their mother liked to imperiously refer to as ‘shameless vagabonding’ but that Regulus was pretty positive was just Sirius being passive aggressive while he killed off some zeros at the end of his trust fund balance and shouted ‘Fuck you!’ to their parents from six thousand miles away.

Not that it matters now.

Because Sirius is still gone—his last postcard had been addressed to ‘The Regulus Show (get it???)’ and mailed from a village in rural northern Italy—and Regulus is still a brother at Delta fucking Epsilon with all the bullshit, cringe-worthy responsibilities that that entails, and the tie pin—

The tie pin is still his.

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Knock Next Time (Clark/Reader)

Originally posted by maxineweston

a/n:kinda nsfw? sexy confident clark (yes it’s a warning) i think i messed up your request sorry :/


“Is that Clark Kent?” You called out to him. “Without his trademark glasses?!”

He chuckled at your antics,”They’re right here.” He put them on.

“Oh,I thought you looked like Superman for a second!” You whispered to him.

“Very funny,(Y/N).” He flushed at his almost terrible mistake.

You grinned widely at him. He’s so cute! You two were stuck at one of the boring galas and you were looking to liven up the party. You grabbed your lover’s hand.

“Where are we going?” You don’t reply,pushing him into the study,then wiggling your eyebrows at him for a hint.

“You’re so bad.” He smiled at you. “You’re corrupting me.”

You brushed your lips against his,”You love it.”

“I do.” He agreed,pulling you to his strong chest,kissing you with a raw,untamed,passion. Since you knew he was Superman,he was more of himself and lost himself in you. Your fierceness,your love for adventure,and your love for him. He felt like a normal man. Just another normal man in love with the woman of his dreams.

He cradled your head as your tongues were exploring each others mouth,feeling your soft hair. With his heightened senses,he could feel every strand and smell the soothing lavender of your shampoo. Every minuscule thing about you drew him into your embrace.

He picked you up as if you weighed nothing,to him you didn’t anyway. Still locked in the kiss with you and deposited you onto the couch in the room. He climbed on top of you and gave you an awkward wink. At your laugh,he smiled before going back in for the kill.

You started holding him tighter,pulling his hair. You mentally thanked yourself for opting for the shorter dress as you thrust yourself against him. He groaned deeply into your mouth,gripping your hips to help your motions.

Kal.” You gasped out his true name as he nipped along your neck. At your moan,he ripped his tux off in one smooth (though you could barely see it) tear. 

Your hands clawed at the revealed skin,grabbing anywhere you could. His hands pushed up your dress,finding your panties and rubbing quickly. You threw your head back and moaned into his ear. 

You were about to cum? You couldn’t focus,all you knew was that you wanted him on his back when you came to watch his face. You shoved him off of you,mounted him and resumed the lust filled kisses. Your hands fiddled with with his pants while his were still under your dress,firmly grabbing your ass.

“What the hell is this!” Both of you stopped kissing and turned toward the door. To see a very livid big bro in Bruce. Shit,you grimaced. You fell off of Clark in shock,you wondered how you two had looked in that moment. Disheveled,both hair’s a mess,your lipstick smeared on to Clark’s mouth,your dress ridden up,and Clark shirtless.

“Is anyone gonna answer my question?!” Bruce looked absolutely disgusted. You get why he was pissed,but he really needed to chill the f out. Like you haven’t caught him with his pants down,literally. Ew!

“I was making out with my boyfriend before you so rudely interrupted.” You fixed your dress. “Thanks for that by the way.”

BOYFRIEND!” He lowered his voice. “You aren’t dating Superman. He doesn’t deserve you.” 

Clark helped you off of the floor and tried to put the shreds of his tux back on. He said nothing,knowing that look in your eyes,he wouldn’t be able to anyway.

“Why the hell not?” You were starting to get really pissed at his hypocritical ways.

“Because he’s-” You cut him off.

“I don’t care,I love him! And how dare you,Bruce Thomas Wayne!” Clark held you back from clawing out your brother’s eyes,he could practically hear your blood boiling.

“You can date however many women,including your little Selina-” You ranted. “But I actually love someone and I’m in the wrong.”

“That’s-” Bruce couldn’t get a word in.

“Shut up. We’re still going to date,no matter what you say.” Your lip trembled,”You always have to ruin…”

Bruce’s face softened at that face,he knew you were about to cry,”(Y/N),I’m-”

The tears clouded your vision,but Clark wiped them away,you lightly pushed his hands away. “No,you just ruined my night. Good job.”

You scurried to the nearest bathroom to fix your makeup. The two men stared off,Clark’s tux hanging on for dear life. 

Bruce puffed out his chest to intimidate ‘the Superman’. “If you ever hurt my sister-”

Clark stepped up to him,dangerously serious,while keeping an ear out for you,”If you ever hurt your sister,again…”

He trailed off letting his eyes become red with a silent threat. He heard your weak call for him in the downstairs bathroom.

“If you’ll excuse me.” He bumped into Bruce with a little more force than necessary. “The love of my life needs me.”

Bruce looked on from the floor,noticing the alien’s tux fell.

I need to talk about Major Stoner Bilbo and his two Stoner friends Bofur and Ori who all get high as fuck, eat cupcakes, and do dramatic readings of bad romance novels. 

Enter Thorin, Nori, and Dwalin, who are serious hunks and Bilbo, Bofur, and Ori’s Friday nights now consist of them waxing slurred poetry about the hot business men who came into their regular cafe meeting spot.

OK, but, consider; Jamie in pants.

I love when kisses get so intense you just grab at each other because you literally cannot get any closer to each other. Thats my favorite thing. or when you aren’t thinking and kisses get sloppy and you get a mouthful of teeth. I love when you get side tract and you kiss hard and you were supposed to be gentle but you end up being slammed into a wall. I like when things get hot and you both are literally panting because you cant catch your breath.

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“I love when kisses get so intense you just grab at each other because you literally cannot get any closer—that’s my favorite thing. Or when you aren’t thinking and kisses get sloppy and you get a mouthful of teeth. I love when you get sidetracked and you kiss hard when you were supposed to be gentle but you end up being slammed into a wall. I like when things get hot and you both are literally panting because you cannot catch your breath.” —f3lix-and-g3eks #ArtidoteAndChill
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This is like the most awkward family photo I’ve ever seen in my life.

“I love when kisses get so intense you just grab at each other because you literally cannot get any closer—that’s my favorite thing. Or when you aren’t thinking and kisses get sloppy and you get a mouthful of teeth. I love when you get sidetracked and you kiss hard when you were supposed to be gentle but you end up being slammed into a wall. I like when things get hot and you both are literally panting because you cannot catch your breath.” —f3lix-and-g3eks #ArtidoteAndChill 

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This is beautiful. 

anonymous asked:

I appreciate how you replied to that person, and I just want to say, I live for your outfits because they're cute af and I have such a hard time finding dresses and clothes that fit my style in general. Honestly, I haven't even found pants I like since Nov/Dec.

Pants are so hard I have literally three pairs of pants that I actually wear

i was washing my fancy work pants last week but it was casual day anyway so i was just gonna wear black jeans so i was digging around in my dresser for a pair that weren’t ripped anywhere and at the bottom of my bottom drawer i found these like black cargo pants. and they’re literally the most comfortable pair of pants i’ve ever worn why were they sentenced to the bottom of the bottom drawer? 

I showed mom some nice clothes I’d found online and then we talked about me getting a slightly dressier outfit so I can have a nice outfit and also get nice tappy shoes to go with it and now I’m looking at these (unfortunately very expensive) but pretty Danko and Sanita clog style shoes for fall and…

This is pretty? Amazing?

Like, just a few months ago I had literally one pair of pants, one pair of capris, a pair of older (but good condition) sneakers, a pair of falling apart sandals, and like three or four t shirts and… that was good enough. Because I literally never left the house. And I had no interest in growing my wardrobe at all.

I find myself writing a smutty sidestory for my @rvbrarepairweek​ entry. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

These things happen, I suppose.

I must say, though, I’m really pleased with this tiny SFW section. I find I really like the idea of (1) Grif used to literally charm the pants off tourists and (2) Grif being just as good at sex as Sister. It’s a family thing, really.

It was strange, though, being the one with his head tilted up, Back home in Hawaii, Grif had typically been the taller individual in whatever entanglement he was in. There had been a few classmates he’d dallied with, a few girls intrigued or lured in by his rough-and-tumble reputation.

Mostly, though, there had been tourists, sweet tourist girls with stars in their eyes and romance in their hearts. Once he’d been old enough to fully appreciate them, Grif hadn’t been able to resist the allure of those pretty girls visiting briefly from the mainland. And they were usually quickly caught up  in the idea of a holiday romance with a sweet, charming local boy who knew where to find quiet beaches and pretty flowers.

There had been no tall boys. No rough stubble brushing against his cheek or big, powerful hands eager to take hold of him. No wry, witty, or dangerous men who didn’t hesitate to argue or push back against his usual bluster or bullshit.

This was different. But good. Very good. And the basic formula was much the same.

I was tagged by @apirateslifeforme123​, thanks angel!


a - age: 25

b - birthplace: Ontario, Canada

c - current time: 8:04pm

d - drink you had last: Strongbow cider (well, currently - holy shit i sound like an alcoholic on here I just realized i promise i don’t drink every day [that’s a lie])

e - easiest person to talk to: Andrea @aades

f - favorite song: Currently, it is ‘Castle On The Hill’ by Ed Sheeran

g - grossest memory: Peeing my pants while cross-country skiing in primary school. Fucking awful. Literally I pissed my pants like 93874 times on that school trip like??? what 

h - horror yes or no: No

i - in love? Not currently (not ever, actually :/)
j - jealous of people? Andrea and I were just talking about this. I only get jealous of someone’s current location, like if i see a pic of them on vacation some place I want to go. Not a jealous-in-a-relationship person tbh

k - killed someone? Not as of yet!

l - love at first sight or should i walk past again? Walk past again - I’m fucking slow okay

m - middle name: Nicole!

n - number of siblings: Two. One sister two years younger; one brother four years younger

o - one wish: Impeachment.

p - person i called last: My mom, to tell Andrea that you have to be careful going down steep steps or you can fuck up your knees because my mom always told me that and Andrea keeps making fun of me and thinks I’m 85 years old

q - question you’re always asked: ‘Are you Australian?’ (British kids are cute but absolute rubbish with distinguishing accents TBH)

r - reason to smile: Johnny, my kids at school, my travels

s - song you last sang: Literally been listening to ‘The Sound of Music’ soundtrack for some reason lately, so probably ‘Do-Re-Mi’ LOL
t - time you woke up: Around 7am, to catch the train back to London from Paris :(

u - underwear color: Pink flowery and lacey 😏  (yes i just got back from a weekend away so yes i am planning on getting laid tonight w/e)

v - vacation: Portugal is next on the list, and then I want South of France TBH

w - worst habit: I have this horribly awful habit of picking the skin around my fingers until I bleed. I asked this question out loud at the dinner table and both Andrea and my boyfriend said that so…. clearly ;)
x - xrays: last one was on my finger, because I realized I had glass stuck in for TWO YEARS. omfg
y - your favorite food: Andrea says ‘dick burgers’, but I’m going to go with Buffalo Chicken Dip (omfg. to. die. for.)

z - zodiac sign: cancer

i love when kisses get so intense you just grab at each other because you literally cannot get any closer to each other. Thats my favorite thing. or when you aren’t thinking and kisses get sloppy and you get a mouthful of teeth. i love when you get side tract and you kiss hard and you were supposed to be gentle but you end up being slammed into a wall. i like when things get hot and you both are literally panting because you cant catch your breath.