love that sign in the back

tattoo artist - t.h smut

I wrote this for @tbholland aka Meg: Queen of Ruining My Life (ily though) lmao. gif credit to parkery (tom’s so fucking cute look at him!!!!)

warnings; smut smut smut, swearing also

Originally posted by parkery

You entered the tattoo shop, the buzzing sound of tattoo machines filling your ears. You walk up to the reception desk and give your name, the receptionist woking you to take a seat and wait while she brings out Tom.

You were getting your second tattoo, however at a different place this time. Your first tattoo was done somewhere more dodgy, the design was not the best but it was only small and on your shoulder so you weren’t too bothered. This time, you wanted something bigger and more delicate and feminine - a sternum tattoo of a mandala lotus design. You spoke to your friend about the tattoo and she recommended this place.

After waiting about 5 minutes, the receptionist Paisley returns with a man in tow, his brown locks slicked back, his arms covered in various designs, forming a sleeve on one arm. He wore a tight fitting black t shirt, the sleeves tight around his muscular arms. You could vaguely see his abs through his top, the fabric sitting nicely against his skin. He wears a single hoop earring in his right ear, his warm brown eyes are welcoming and his smile is award winning.

“Y’alright love? I’m Tom, what can I do for you today?” You silently admire him as he shakes your hand, his touch lingering slightly.

“I’d like this on my sternum, just under the boobs.” You tell him, showing an image of the design you want. He asks for the phone, sketching up an image similar to the work on the photo. His design is even better than the picture you show him, causing your heart to flutter slightly. You like this guy already.

“Is this alright, darling? I was thinking the top of the flower could come up right between the breasts?” He tells you, his ideas full of passion.

“That sounds perfect, actually,” you smile at him.

“Sweet. Shall we go out back and get started then?” He asks you, leading you to the back room where the tattooing is done. He takes you over to his station, readying the machine and ink while you strip yourself of your top, laying down on the leather seat before removing your bra. You feel Tom looking at you from the corner of his eye, still preparing the tattoo machine, slightly distracted by the image of you lying on the seat in front of him, lacking clothing. Your hands cover your nipples, asking Tom how to position your breasts. You’re quite confident, something he finds endearing about you. He tells you to lift your breasts up and pull them apart, slightly, so he can get the stencil on perfectly. Tom carefully puts the stencil in place, the lotus flower fitting perfectly central between and under your breasts, his touch sending a wave of electricity through you.

“Is this your first?” He asks, as he changes his gloves to start tattooing you.

“Nah, I have a really shit one on my shoulder of a rose - it’s only small but I have a pretty high pain tolerance.” Tom’s eyes never leave yours as you talk to him.

“How shit is it? You might need a touch up or a cover up, if you want one of course.” You consider his offer, finding yourself wanting to come back to see Tom again.

“It’s pretty shitty but I never see it so it doesn’t bother me too much. I’ll show you it after if you’d like? Then we can devise a plan?” You ask him, you can tell Tom enjoys talking to you about tattoos. He’s passionate about them.

Tom smiles at you as he picks up the tattoo machine, dipping the needle in ink and turning the machine on to start tattooing you. He begins tattooing, going over the stencil with the needle. The feeling of the warm skin of his arm on your stomach is sensational, his brow furrowed slightly as he concentrates on getting the design perfect. Your heart rate picks up a bit the closer he gets to just under your breasts, his hand just skimming the soft flesh. He notices your breath hitching at the slight contact, briefly breaking his concentrated stare on the tattoo. Smirking cockily to himself, his eyes go back to the design he’s tattooing, his fingers skimming your breasts again; this time more intentionally.

“Take deep breaths through the pain, sweetheart.” He tells you, though you both know full well that your rapid breathing isn’t because of the pain of the tattoo machine, but rather the feeling of Tom against you.

The pain was not unbearable, although it was more uncomfortable than the small one on your shoulder.

“All done. I’ll pass you a mirror and you can tell me what you think? Then we can go through aftercare and stuff like that.” Tom says, cleaning up your tattoo. He hands you a mirror to take a proper look at the new design just under and between your breasts. It’s a beautiful design of a lotus flower, better than the original picture you showed him. You smile as you look at the design some more, loving the look of the ink on your skin.

“Thank you so much! I love it.” You look up at Tom, smiling. He hands you back your top, advising you not to wear your bra just yet as the skin is still sore, and talks through aftercare as you pull the fabric over your head, careful not to flash anyone your nipples. Tom watches you carefully as he speaks to you, taking in the soft skin of your stomach and breasts, watching them disappear as you pull your top down. You catch him looking and blush profusely, to which he smirks at you.

“What about this little tattoo on my shoulder? Do you think it needs covering? I trust your professional opinion.” You ask him, laughing slightly at your last statement, easing the tension from before.

“Lemme have a look,” you pull down the sleeve of your t shirt to show him the old tattoo, “oh yeah that’s pretty shit, love. Do you want something similar or different when you come back for a touch up?” He asks, inspecting the tattoo. Again, the feeling of his fingers on your skin ignites something in you, causing butterflies in your stomach.

“I think the rose is pretty tacky not gonna lie, plus it’s not even my favourite flower.”

Tom leads you back out to the main reception area, going behind the counter to book an appointment for you.

“How’s next Tuesday, around 6? It shouldn’t take too long to cover, darling.” He tells you, your heart skips a beat when he calls you darling, just making him more attractive to you.

“Sounds perfect.” You smile at him. You pay Tom for your tattoo, leaving the shop with a blush on your face and the thought of Tom’s hands on you.

When you go back to get your other tattoo covered, Tom immediately jumps up to greet you, asking about your recent tattoo. You show him it, as it’s healed, and he smiles to himself, clearly proud of his work.

“Looks amazing, babe.” He smirks as he tells you this, somehow knowing what his little pet names do to you.

The shop is fairly empty, only one other customer in there and Tom tells you that their receptionist is off sick so he’d been having to cover reception all day. You laugh at this, unable to see him sat behind the desk for the day, he seems all to fidgety to be bound to one place.

“Don’t laugh at me, sweets, I’m in control of the needle remember.” He smiles at you, the flirty banter between you two just adding to your attraction to one another. You sit on the same leather chair, pulling the sleeve of your top down so Tom has access to covering it. He places the stencil over your old tattoo, his breath hot on your neck - you feel like he does this on purpose. Tom gets called out into the main reception area, just as he was about to start tattooing you.

“Ah, fucks sake. I’ll be back in a sec, love.” He tells you, leaving the room to see what he’s needed for.

He returns maybe 5 minutes later, your head shoots up from your phone, looking at him expectantly.

“So the other guy, Gary, had to go home early. Family emergency. I’ve just put the closed sign up on the door, hope you don’t mind, I just don’t want people disturbing us.” He tells you, slightly out of breath from the explanation.

“Tom, it’s fine, I don’t mind at all.” You smile at him, putting your phone down and sitting back up on the chair. The thought of being alone in the shop with Tom somehow gives you a boost of confidence, “besides, I quite like the thought of just you and me here.” You stand up as you say this, walking over to Tom.

“Is that so?” He smirks back at you, cockily. His hand reaches for the door, closing it slowly. You continue walking over to him, backing him against the door.

“Mhm. I like that we won’t have any disruptions.” You’re dangerously close to him now, still not touching one another - teasing.

He smirks at you, “careful what you say, darling, you might get me a tad too excited.”

You blush at this, knowing Tom has some sort of feelings for you making you both nervous and excited.

“How excited, Tom?” You lean up, your bodies making slight contact now. You can feel his heartbeat against your chest, fast. He’s still smirking at you, looking into your eyes for any signs of doubt. After finding none, he leans close to your lips; “very excited.”

You growl as you grab his t shirt, smashing his lips against yours. His arms go straight to your waist, curling around you and bringing you closer to him. Your hands move up to his curly hair, feeling soft between your fingers. You tug his hair as you deepen the kiss, causing Tom to moan softly.

“Fuck, darling, who knew you were so rough?”

“Shut up and kiss me, Holland.” He chuckles and brings your lips back to his by grabbing your jaw, guiding you to him. One of his strong, tattooed arms are still wrapped around your waist, his hand slides down to grope your ass, causing you to moan now. You deepen the kiss, tasting Tom. He reciprocates, moaning at the feeling of your tongue on his, teasing you with a “what else can that tongue do, sweetheart?”

His other hand moves from your jaw to your ass, lifting you up. You wrap your legs around his waist, his strong arms holding you close to him. You can feel his arousal on you, his cock prominent through the material of his jeans. You whine at the feeling of him on you, your senses are consumed wholly by Tom - his smell, his taste, his hot skin, his hands on your ass, the feeling of his hair between your fingers.

Tom leads you to his tattooing station, setting you down on his leather chair, never breaking the kiss. You lean up to kiss him, as Tom pushes your top up, feeling the soft skin of your stomach beneath his fingertips.

“Don’t be so gentle, Holland.”

“Darling, you don’t know what’s coming.” He tells you, leaning in to kiss you again. He pulls away from the kiss biting your lower lip, causing you to whimper.

He works on getting your jeans off as you work on his top, pulling the cotton material over his head, his hands immediately going back to your jeans, you lift your hips so he can slide them off. He pushes your legs apart, fingers digging into the skin, while he kisses you. Your hands roam his body, pulling his torso towards you, tracing his prominent abs. Tom breaks the kiss and starts kissing down your neck, causing your eyes to flutter closed as he roughly sucks the skin there.

“Looks like you have many ways of marking my skin.” You laugh at your own comment, feeling Tom smile against you before he bites down on your neck, causing your laugh to turn into a loud moan.

“Darling, you sound so good.” He tells you, his hands are still gripping your thighs, his lips and tongue continue their attack on your neck, you’re so turned on your pussy aches. Tom continues kissing down your neck, stopping to pull your t shirt over your head, and proceeding to kiss down your body. He unhooks your bra, your soft boobs press against his hard chest. Tom leans down to kiss along your breasts, kissing the lotus flower he tattooed on you last week. His left hand glides up your thigh, coming to your centre. He feels you through your underwear, which are wet from your arousal.

“Fuck, you’re so wet. Is this all for me?” His words cause you to moan, “yes, baby, all for you.”

Tom smirks to himself again, his fingers continuing to tease your pussy. He brings his other hand up to take your panties off completely, leaving you bare and beautiful before him. His mouth waters at the sight of you, legs spread, pussy on show, incredible boobs, hickies covering your neck and collarbones. His hands go back to your thighs as he leans his entire body lower, his face coming in line with your pussy. You moan at the sight of Tom between your legs, his tattoo covered arms flex as he lifts your thighs over his shoulders. Tom leans in to kiss up your thighs, teasing you. You squirm under his touch, causing him to lift one hand upto your stomach, holding you down.

“Stop squirming, baby, it only makes it worse for you,” he’s smirking smugly, his lips looking incredibly red and inviting.

Tom leans down again, this time licking up between your folds, to your clit. You let out the loudest moan yet, his warm wet tongue surprising you. Your hands fly to his hair, keeping him right between your legs. He licks up again, coming to your clit which he flicks with the tip of his tongue. Your hands grip his hair harder, wanting him to stay between your legs forever. He moans as you tug his hair, the sound vibrating against your aching pussy.

“Fuck, Tom, ‘m close, babe.” Your legs are shaking on his broad shoulders, his hand still holding you down, his tongue flicking your sensitive bundle of nerves. You bring his head closer to your cunt, his tongue never stopping. You look down to see him already staring at you, making eye contact while he works wonders on you with just his tongue. You come at the sight of him and the feeling of his tongue on your clit. You grip his hair harder, arching your back while your legs shake from the incredible orgasm. You moan out loud, “fuck fuck fuck, Tom!” eyes rolling to the back of your head. Tom laps at your pussy while you come down from your high, tasting you.

“You taste so sweet, darling.” He tells you, leaning back up to kiss you, the taste of your cunt still lingering on his lips and tongue.

“I bet you taste sweeter.” You challenge him, smirking as your hands come down to his jeans, pulling on the button and zip.

“As much as I’d love to see your pretty lips wrapped around me, if I’m not inside of you soon I think I might lose my shit.” Tom tells you, searching for his wallet. He finds it in his back pocket, pulling a condom out.

“You’re one of those guys,” you tease, giggling to yourself. You know full well that Tom isn’t like other guys, but teasing him whilst he’s ready to fuck you seems to add to his dominance.

“Sweetheart, I’m not one of those guys.” He tells you, pulling down his jeans and boxers. He pulls you in for another kiss, your hand going between you to roll the condom onto his hard cock. Tom groans at the feeling of your small hand on his aching dick.

“You’re so good, baby.” You smile st the compliment, leaning back against the leather chair. Tom follows eagerly, spreading your legs and positioning himself between them. He lines his cock up with your wet entrance, pushing in slowly. He’s thicker and longer than what you’re used to but he feels so good inside you. Tom let’s you adjust for a minute, holding back to make sure you’re comfortable before pounding into you. He thrusts hard into you, his cock going deep inside you, hitting your g spot instantly.

“Fuck! You’re so good, baby.” You tell him, the feeling of his cock inside you is heavenly. His inked arms are situated either side of your torso, your own arms reaching up to wrap around his shoulders. You moan as he thrusts into you wildly, now knowing you’d adjusted perfectly to him. You scratch down his back as he fucks you, causing Tom to moan loudly as well. You can see sweat forming on his forehead, his lips parted as he focuses on your body beneath him. You pull him down for a sloppy kiss, a messy mixture of lips and tongues, he bites your lip s few times, causing you to whimper. One of his hands comes to rest on your breast, feeling the soft flesh between his fingers. He groans at the feeling of your boobs, mixed with you clenching your pussy on him.

“Shit, darling, so tight.” His moans punctuated with thrusts. You are a moaning mess beneath him, his hand slides down to your clit and rubs there, adding to the immense pleasure you’re feeling.

You moan loudly at the sudden contact, clenching around his cock again.

“Yes, darling, is that good? You like when I fuck you hard and rough?” You moan at this, answering with “yes, fuck.”

You feel your second orgasm approaching, Toms thrusts become sloppier, your cunt clenching tightly around him.

“Tom, babe, i’m gonna come.” you moan out at him

“Don’t hold back, darling. Come for me.”

You come on cue - Tom’s fingers on your clit mixed with him hitting your g spot with every thrust bringing you to the edge. You clenching around Tom sets off his orgasm, he comes with a groan, emptying his load into the condom. He thrusts sloppily as you both come down from your highs, pulling out and discarding of the condom before collapsing on top of you.

“Y’know, when you asked me to come back for a touch up I was not expecting this.” You tell him, giggling as he lies his head on your chest, your fingers rubbing through his hair.

“I wasn’t expecting you to be so kinky, sweets.” He smirks at you, looking into your eyes. Your heart flutters as you lean down to peck his lips, admiring the different designs on his arms. You notice he had more tattoos on his thighs, calves and one on his chest. You spend the rest of the night talking about everything and nothing.

anonymous asked:

I think I sent this ask to the wrong blog earlier LMAOOO but I think I can identify the virgo sun traits in jungkook, but I don’t really see that much of them in namjoon. i mean im still sort of a beginner at astrology so maybe I’m not even right about jungkook 😂 but what are some really virgo things about namjoon? Love your blog!

namjoon is like the epitome of virgo. first of all his hard working nature. he’s a perfectionist and you can see that through his music. all virgos are quite critical and picky. he’s critical of not only himself, but also the world around him/society. his humility. virgos are one of the most humble signs, completely content working behind the scenes and not making a fuss (they often don’t give themselves credit where it’s due) his love for helping others. his superior intelligence. his socially awkward moments (aka never receiving a handshake back) his nerdiness/dorkiness (obsession with ryan and collectibles) that’s just to name a few !!

Seventeen Hip Hop Unit Reaction: “Girlfriend Walking Around in her Underwear”

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(Lets be honest here I never know what to theme these things) Mentions/Implies sex! there we go. Lets be blunt. 

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“Jagi!?” Seungcheol shouted, peeking his head around the door of the apartment. It was his safest way to make sure the guys didn’t catch you wandering around in your bra and pants, again. 

“Just open the door Coups,” Jeonghan laughed, pushing the door slightly. “Y/N doesn’t mind…”

Seungcheol shot him a warning look. “No! I swear you’ve seen my girlfriend in her underwear more than your own!” Seungcheol, quickly pushed Jeonghan behind him. “Wait here. Stay!” he warned, closing the door. “Y/N!? You here?”

It was late in the evening. He could smell your shampoo coming from the bathroom as soon as he walked inside. The steam spreading it about the house. “Y/N?” he said quietly, finding you in the kitchen. 

You were wearing his favourite bra. His eyes wandering ever so slightly across your bare back. But, you didn’t hear him. Not with your headphones in your ears, or the slight bubble of the kettle. He couldn’t help himself, biting at his lip as he wrapped an arm around your waist. 

The yelp left your lips immediately as you ripped the headphones from your ears. “Ahh you asshole! You scared the shit out of me!”

“I love it when you look like this…” he breathed against your shoulder. Even though this was a weird habit of yours, he wasn’t complaining. 

“I’m getting dressed now…” His lips trailed along your shoulder. “I know the guys are here…”

He smirked to himself. “I’ll get rid of them.” 


Originally posted by visual-17

It was one in the afternoon. You had been up for hours, had done work, eaten, showered and yet you were still in your underwear. Wonwoo wasn’t surprised anymore. He was used to this, at least that was what he thought. 

“Are you going to get dressed at all today?” Wonwoo mumbled quietly flicking through his notebook as he tried to work on some lyrics. 

You however were laying on the carpet scrolling through something on your phone. “What?” you laughed in response, throwing a look over at him. “Am I distracting you?”

He laughed ever so slightly. It was shaky, slightly nervous, evidence of the way you always managed to make him feel. “Yes.” He was bluntly honest as always. “It’s very distracting.”

You propped yourself up on your elbows, swinging your feet ever so slightly as you watched him. “Hmm, surely you should take it as inspiration,” you teased winking at him and nibbling at your lip.

“Stop!!” Wonwoo cried throwing a pillow at you. With a loud giggle on your lips you pushed yourself off the floor, about to leave him alone when he called, “Where you going?”

Lingering in the doorway you glanced down at your black bra and multicoloured pants. “I was going to get dressed, unless you want to do something else?” 

He tried to stop himself from looking at you. Tried to avoid the way your back curved ever so slightly, the way your bum looked in those pants… The notebook was quickly thrown beside him. 

“You’re such a tease Y/N.”

“Nope you just can’t resist me.”


Your phone was buzzing slightly on the kitchen table. On the screen was a photo of you and Mingyu as he face-timed you. “Hey,” you answered, brushing your hair off your face and checking in the frame that you looked okay. 

“Hey? Is that it?” On his face you could see he was wounded, a slight pout appearing on his lips. “I’m worth more than a hey!”

The slight pause on your end, followed by your giggle wasn’t the answer he was looking for. “Ouch, I thought you loved me.”

“Hmm that’s debatable,” you teased, walking through the dorm with the phone in your hand. Nobody was there, so you took your usual habit of walking around in your underwear. After all nobody was there to catch you. 

“Ow! I didn’t sign up for this abuse!” he argued, pulling the phone back slightly so you caught Minghao, Hoshi and Jun in the background all waving to you. 

“Aren’t you already, I mean there’s three behind you,” you laughed, winking at him through the camera and waving back to them. 

The screen suddenly went black, a loud thump as Mingyu dropped the phone. “Not again Y/N!” 

“Oh Y/N you look amazing!” Hoshi’s voice shouted in the background. 

Mingyu was scrambling with the phone, and before you knew it he was outside. “Why do you do this Y/N?” he laughed, shaking his head as he caught the lace on your bra. “I mean I’m not complaining…”

“Neither is Hoshi,” you laughed pulling a hoodie on quickly. “What are you doing anyway?”

“Well, we were practicing. But, now I have something more important to do…” He threw you a look through the frame. “I mean after all I have to see in person whether or not you really do look good.” 

“Not as good as you though…” 

He winked at you. “Of course.”


You were wandering around the dorm in your underwear, it was just you and Hansol there. So, after a shower you, out of habit, were laying across the bottom of his bed in a bra and pants.

Hansol however was on his phone, stealing glances at the curves of your body trying his hardest not to get distracted. He was used to this. He’d even put away shirts, jeans, leggings, jumpers, all around the dorm just in case.

“Stop staring at me,” you mumbled, feeling his eyes on you even though your own were closed. 

“I’m not,” Hansol sniggered, but his cheeks flushed red as though you’d caught him in the act. “You should get dressed though…The guys will be back soon and I don’t want to have to explain…”

He caught your shoulders shaking with laughter. “You’re cute Hansol,” you whispered. But, with a quick stretch you rolled off the bed. “What would you do if they caught us right now? Hmm?

Your question made him eyes widen. “I…I…don’t know!” he stuttered, a slight laugh in his throat. Hansol’s eyes however were focused entirely on you. 

He stood, crossing the room to you. “I wouldn’t react,” he managed after a moment of gathering his courage. “I’d just keep doing this.” His lips were on yours. The kiss deepening slowly.

“Hansol we’ve got…woah!!!” Seungkwan’s voice shrieked through the gap in the door as Vernon slammed your back against it, slamming it straight in Seungkwan’s face. “Oh my god! Scoups! Get your ass in here!! Vernon’s up to no good!”

“Get dressed. Now!” Hansol stammered quickly, throwing his hoodie at you. “Please, please, for my own sanity Y/N. Please stop walking around like that.”

The thunder of Seungcheol’s hand on the door struck Vernon still, the panic and fear resting in his eyes. “He’s going to kill me…”

Guns - Bucky Barnes Smut

Originally posted by wintersthighs

Paring: Bucky Barnes x reader

Words: 1443

Rating: 18+ (unprotected sex, oral female receiving) 

Requests/taglist are open!

Y/N her body so she pulls the covers even higher trying to get warm again. Which is hard without her personal source of heating around.

Bucky is currently on a mission with Steve and Y/N hates it more than anything else in the world. She doesn’t really hate being alone but she hates how scared she gets that something could happen to the man she loves more than life itself.

Signing she turns around and while doing so she accidently moves her legs which made them touch the cold part of the sheets and a shiver runs down her body.

She closes her eyes and focuses on her breathing trying to control the shivering of her body and the thoughts in her head.

She is almost asleep when she hears the front door open and close softly. A flash of fear moves through her body.

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siriusly-witchy  asked:

Plance Sirimiri (Spanish) a light rain or drizzle

[Thank you so much for your patience, I’m sorry this took fivever!]

Sirimiri, nombre masculino

  1. Lluvia continua de gotas muy menudas

Ever-the-romantic, Lance has spent a not-inconsequential amount of time planning out every detail of the moment:

They’ll be together, walking hand-in-hand down Varadero beach. It’ll be after the war, after they’ve won, and he’ll take her back to his childhood home to meet his mother. His mother will love her - how could she not? - and will shoo them out of the house to go out to the beach. She’ll be too distracted promising his father that she’ll check out the cars he’s been remodeling once they get back; she won’t even notice the way his mother nods to him, won’t recognize the sign of approval when they come back to a tray of fresh cookies made with the peanut butter he’d hidden from her in his backpack.

It will be raining. All the lounge chairs on the sand will be empty, the tourists fled even though it’s little more than a drizzle. Waves lapping the shore, the soft patter of rain, distant music from an old radio: all of them will compete against the pounding of his heart in his ears.

Her hair might be a little longer; he likes it how it is now, but perhaps by then it will be starting to curl at her shoulders. Raindrops will cling to her brown strands, and when the orange glow from the single streetlight at the beach’s edge hits her, it will cast a halo around her. She’ll look perfect, as always, brow dipping a bit as she tries to look pissed at him for dragging her out in the rain. But he knows better. She’ll be fighting off one of those crooked little grins as he wraps an arm around her shoulder, tugs her close, and says-

“I love you.”

“You what now?”

Sure, he’s romantic enough to have planned out a confession down to the second, but he’s also romantic enough to understand context, serendipity, and the importance of the right moment. They don’t call it a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for nothing.

“I love you!” he shouts this time, because a round of laser fire’s just gone off not too far from where he and Pidge are crouched behind a Galra storage container, so she probably didn’t hear him the first time.

He’s also losing a lot of blood, though, so maybe he’s a little off on the whole timing of the right moment thing. Pidge confirms his thought a second later when she groans and yells-

“Couldn’t this have waited, like, a varga? I’m kinda busy!”

“I know, and I love you for it,” Lance says, grinning, because now that he’s said it, he’s never taking it back.

Pidge rolls her eyes and hauls him up a little to readjust her hold. He’s leaning heavily against her, favoring the leg currently not shot to shit as she supports him with an arm around his back. She does her best to peak around the container without jarring him much.

“Good news is, it looks like it’s only drones out there,” she says.

“That is good news.”

“Bad news is, there’s like, a zillion of them.”

Lance snorts. “Is that a precise estimate?”

“You put the moron in oxymoron,” Pidge shoots back. Her voice is tense, but he still catches that little waver of sentiment he loves so much. Loves. He wants to say it again, so he does.

“You’ll figure something out, love.”

She glances down at him. Her forehead wrinkles, the worry clear on her face, but it’s not enough to sweep away the curl of her lips on one side. Pidge then sighs and activates her bayard.

It takes her less than thirty ticks to aim her bayard at a panel on the ceiling, electrify it, and trigger what must be the Galran equivalent of a fire sprinkler system. A thin mist of viscous liquid begins spraying from above them. Wailing alarms pierce through the warehouse.

“Nailed it,” she mutters. The laser fire stops. There’s a terrific sounding crackle of machinery, and he envisions the Galra drones short-circuiting all around the warehouse. The metallic thunks that echo a few ticks later confirm his theory.

Liquid drops streak down the sides of Pidge’s helmet. With a grunt, she pulls the helmet off one-handed and stares down at him.

“You frustrate me to no end,” she says, breathing hard with exertion.

“I know.” He shouldn’t be smiling as much as he is, but he figures she’ll forgive him for it soon enough.

Rain, or the closest thing to it, clings to her hair. Her eyelashes shimmer as she closes her eyes and shakes her head. She looks perfect, as always.

“You’re lucky I love you,” she breathes.

And so it doesn’t go all according to his master plan. He supposes his mother and the peanut butter cookies and Varadero Beach will have to wait. But what happens next is, blessedly, just as he’d pictured: Pidge leans in and presses her lips to his.

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This weekend I went to Chicago to see Hope Solo again and truly had the best time ever she is hands down the sweetest, most genuine and humble person in the world. My friends and I ended up getting vip and hung out beside her at her table while she signed for everyone in line and in between signing she turned to me with the biggest smile and said hi and of course I smiled and said hi back and I was so excited to finally talk to her once she finished. I turned away from her for a moment and didn’t realize she was done signing and next thing I know she’s coming up behind me pulling me into a hug and I was a damn mess because I was not expecting that but I turn to her and hug her and we stood there holding one another and hugging for a minute or so while we talked and even after she moved and put her arm around my shoulder and kept it there while we were talking until she started to sign our photos for us. Like not to be dramatic but she held me and it was the best few minutes of my life. She also brought the gift that my friends and I made her for her birthday and we didn’t know she was going to do that so it was the nicest surprise to see that she had it with her and she loved it so much and kept talking about how sweet it was and she even held it in our group photo that we took. She really is the nicest person and you can tell how much everyone’s love and support means to her and both times I met her she was just so humble and appreciative and she really takes her time with you and makes sure you know she loves you just the same. She loves and appreciates those who love and care for her and definitely shows it but I’m glad she has so much support and so many people that have her back because if there’s anyone that deserves it, it’s Hope. I’ve never met anyone so kind and genuine and caring in my life. She deserves the whole entire world I love her so much ❤️❤️❤️

anonymous asked:

My bi awakening was when??? I was 12 and I realized I had a gigantic crush on my bff who had recently come out to me as pan. I was clueless ab LGBT stuff and kinda ignored the idea of attraction after that. looking back it all is like a neon sign lmfao Pt. 2 was when I left my ex and rediscovered my love for women and found my perf gf! I had convinced myself that I was meant to be w some boy without really giving the other part of my identity a second thought but I'm so glad I have now!


I really hate that Aaron’s (mostly off-screen) “growth” is probably only happening so that he’ll accept Seb and get back with Robert. Not wanting to help raise your husband’s love child isn’t a sign of weakness, poor mental health, or immaturity. Aaron has been better off post-split, and it’d be better if he moved on to someone he could be happy with rather than to try to tolerate a situation that triggered his self-harm and has continued to cause him pain.

taxesareallthatsurroundus  asked:

It had been a month since you and him had broken up. You were starting to get over him but not the other way around. "Tom c'mon its been a month you gotta get over her. Come on let's go get a drink like we used to!?" Harrison said/asked him "Tom? Toooom where are you?" Harrison went into roms room and found a note saying "I'm sorry but i have to go back to her" "bloody hell" Harrison whispered under his breath pt 1 out of ? (Btw I'm sending it here bc whenever I post and tag you you dont see it)

Tom was running, yeah running in the middle of November England where its like -8287337 if that isn'ta sign of love what is, to your apartment he saw a couple going into a jewelry store and got an idea. 20 mins later. There was a knock at the door which made you pause The Breakfast Club which was playing on the tv currently and open the door. “May I help you?” You asked tom who was standing at your door. “May I help you?” You asked tom who was standing at your door, no emotion except for rage, hatred, anger and a hint of love in your eyes. Yes you were mad at him and yes it was “just a kiss” but you did truly love him, still. “Look y/n i just-” “come in, i dont want my neighbour’s to eavesdrop into a soon to be argue.” You said and moved out of the way so he could come in. “I fucking love you and I fucking hate myself for kissing someone other than you for some fucked up reason” “I got scared and i thought I wanted to "explore my options” and look for something better but what I didn’t know was" he gently held you by the elbows (Idkifthatsweirdornot) “the best thing was with me the whole time. And i lost it and hurt it and and now there’s probably no chance of getting back together. But i need to ask. y/n (middle name of you have one) l/n, will you marry me?” You shoved your lips against his and felt him smile Smile against your lips. “So is that a yes?” He asked in a low calm quite voice while pressing his forehead with yours. You exhaled slowly “no.” He pulled away and his face turned into a very very confused look. “What?” “Tom I want to get back together with you but…i can’t get married to you. I want to reconnect you know?” “Thats alright with me darling.” He smiled and kissed you. 3 hrs later. “Y/n, what did you mean when you said you couldn’t get married to me?”

*three years later* ME LMFOS HOJBSDHSFNE


logan: well, let me introduce you to my princess
logan: her name is ashe and shes a soft lil girl ok
logan: if you do as much as hurt her in any sense i will drop kick you back to hell
logan: but anyways
logan: she likes to cuddle and watch kdramas with me
logan: shes kind of been my best friend for a while
storm: i thought you kept in touch with raegan?
logan: oh i do!! she just has a girlfriend now, so I don’t get to spend much time with her, but i love her too don’t get me wrong
logan: it looks like ashe likes you so far!! thats a good sign, she almost ate raegan alive
storm: shes so.. small!!! and so… adorable!!!
storm: she reminds me of you, logan..
logan: oh shut up!!!! … :’~)

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i had a dream that i was really gay; hitting on a couple girls and making them blush and having a good time with cute girls. woke up, realized it was a dream but loved that i was so gay in my dream, then fell back asleep and promptly told a friend in my next dream about my very gay dream and how it was a sign.

gracelesslady  asked:

Charles Manson is dead, thank God

It’s too bad it took this long.

That being said, he was never going to get out of prison. We were never in danger of him being loose on the streets. His followers, who enthusiastically killed on his behalf are another story entirely.

Parole boards have recommended that some of them should be released. We’re still waiting on Governor Jerry Brown to say whether or not he will block the release of Leslie Van Houten, who was recommended for parole back in September.

So while Manson’s death is somewhat of a relief–there’s still a lot of work to be done to prevent the rest of the killers from being released.

That’s why I encourage everyone to take a few moments of their time to sign Debra Tate’s petitions at:

Much Love,

anonymous asked:

my boyfriend and I broke up almost 2 weeks ago and he said he wanted to be friends. We're still talking most days. I went to my cousins birthday and sent him a snap of me in my outfit, he complimented me and then again randomly in our convo about how I looked good. I'm still so in love with him and want to get back with him and I feel like that's making me overthink everything he says or does as a sign??? What should I do?????

My best advice would be not to hurry back into things, i’m a firm believer in the fact that if things are truly meant to be, they’ll find their way back. He definitely could still have feelings, but there’s obviously a reason you two broke up . With that being said, I’d recommend just being casual about it and not rushing anything until you know for sure what’s going on . 

who is the mun?

knowing your partner well makes writing together a lot easier. tag this with the people you enjoy roleplaying with but want to get to know better.


name. Han

age. 23

pronouns. She/Her

sexuality. Heterosexual

zodiac sign. Aquarius

taken or single. Engaged

three facts. I have my nipple pierced | I have an IT tattoo | I get travel sick.


platforms you’ve used. I started on tumblr, maybe did the odd bit of roleplaying back on Gaiaonline back in the day - but that was a very long time ago. Otherwise I speak a lot of Discord but only roleplay in established chat rooms.

best experience. I have made some great friends through roleplaying; otherwise I have had some really fun moments during roleplaying. At the moment, I’m loving my threads with @ortolaniandsanchez ; it’s been a long time since I’ve been so enthusiastic about roleplaying. 


female or male. Always male. I chose male muses on everything, even video games. I can’t write females and despite being one, I don’t particularly relate well with other women. 

least favourite face(s). Nobody really bothers me.

multi or single. I don’t mind.


fluff, angst or smut. I’m really chill with stuff; I’m not a huge fan of fluff, the odd bit’s okay though. Smut is ‘eh’ for me. I’ll only roleplay smut if plotted and if it works. 

plots or memes. Plotting, alwaayss.

tagged by: @penniesfortheferryman

tagging: @bound-by-golden-wings | @xviperinae | @vexenchillingworth | @ersatzambassador | @rexetignus | @trashkingizunia | @vanishingnightstar | @ortolaniandsanchez (only if you wanna) @anybody else ! 

The Signs as Quotes from ‘Milk and Honey’

do you need me or
 do you need someone
 there is a difference

 i whisper
 as you
 shut the door behind you

 you must
 want to spend
 the rest of your life
 with yourself

he isn’t coming back
 whispered my head
 he has to
 sobbed my heart

 they leave
 and act like it never happened
 they come back
 and act like they never left

she was music
 but he had his ears cut off

 you have sadness
 living in places
 sadness shouldn’t live

 you might not have been my first love
 but you were the love that made
 all the other loves

our backs
 tell stories
 no books have
 the spine to

 the way they
 tells you

 i am water
 soft enough
 to offer life
 tough enough
 to drown it away

 perhaps the saddest of all
 are those who live waiting
 for someone they’re not
 even sure exists


#kdramawomensweek: day 8 // age of youth love-fest | happy international women’s day!

So I pretty much put together some of my favorite scenes from Age of Youth. They’re all scenes that really hit me hard emotionally or just personally resonated with me. When Jin Myung, whose feelings have slowly been bubbling underneath the surface, finally overflows with emotion, full of rage and agony. She finally demands the apology she’s been silently asking for. When she fell to the floor in sobs, I cried with her. I felt that grief. When Yi Na realizes she’s been holding herself back and finally lets herself go. Dammit, that scene just hit me. When Eun Jae blows up and just begs for the housemates to be nice to her I could personally relate to her pain and just how nervous she must have felt to finally let that out and tell these almost strangers how alienated they made her feel and how much it had hurt her. That’s not easy.

As you can see, most of my favorite scenes include the girls all together. The relationship that developed between these girls, different in pretty much every way, from being strangers just living in a house together to sisters that loved and protected each other in any way they could was really the main strength of the show. Even that hilarious scene when the girls beat up Eun Jae’s boyfriend because they think he’s some stranger out to hurt her shows just how willing they are to protect each other. I mean, they burst out of the house the second they heard Eun Jae scream. The girls immediately went to comfort Ye Eun when she finally broke up with a boyfriend she loved so much. And when Eun Jae finally comes home after being out all night, the girls just hug her, saying that everything is okay because she’s here and she’s safe. I’m tearing up just thinking of the scene. That love for each other that made them one of the best friendships of 2016 and just in general.

What I love about the girls individual stories is the journey they went through during the drama and where they ended up. They don’t end the drama suddenly complete and whole, but you know they’ve set themselves on that track. They learn to start forgiving and loving themselves. The ghosts they’ve lived with are never completely gone but they’re not held back and tortured by them anymore.

Anyway, what I really want to say is that I love these girls so so so so so much. There’s really nothing I can say that can convey the amount of love I have for this drama and the Belle Epoque girls. It warms my heart when I think of them and I’m just so happy there’s going to be a season 2.

why is ‘tyren’ pr?

I’ve had a few asks about why Ty and Lauren are PR. If you can’t see it after this post, I’ll pay for your eyes testing. Just a heads up, i’ll apologise in advance for all the ‘tumblr:camrenexposed’ through out, it seems certain accounts on Twitter have a thing about copying my posts and not crediting me. Sorry guys!

With that being said…

First off let’s talk about Ty, known for his blatant misogynistic attitudes towards women across the industry. That’s a title to be proud of, not. When I hear grown men belittling, demeaning and degrading women in the way he does, I always wonder how they would feel if their female family members were being spoken about in such a disrespectful manner. They’d find it incredibly inappropriate right? So, what then gives these men the right to say those things about someonelse’s mother/sister/daughter etc? The answer simply is, it doesn’t.

Then we’ve got Lauren. You literally couldn’t get more opposite personalities if you tried. Lauren passionately campaigns for our fundamental human rights, engaging in social and political activism whenever she can. She generously donates thousands of dollars to fans with ill health and those who need it most. She’s the first to defend herself and who she is, confidently allowing fans to realise that no matter what, everything will be okay. Regardless of who we are, what we look like tumblr:camrenexposed and who we love she teaches us to embrace what makes us ‘different’ and be proud of who we are. My problem is the negatives hit the headlines before all these incredible things she does make them. She always seems to been labelled the “bitchy” one of the group, but for what? For showing passion? For speaking out against the fucked up political state of our global society? If that makes you a bitch, sign me up. 

So, for starters and most obviously; we’ve got the collaboration between the two. As I predicted a few weeks back, this would be on Ty’s album and released as a single. If I’m correct, there’s a video in the works for ‘In Your Phone’. So statistically, this is the THIRD solo track Lauren has released outside the group. ‘In Your Phone’, ‘Back to Me’ ‘Strangers’ AND we’ve got the Steve Aoki collab dropping any time soon. Now let’s quickly bring Camila into this. Whist in the group, Camila was granted special release of her tracks to mainstream media. She released 2 tracks whilst in the group; ‘IKWYDLS’ and ‘Bad Things’. That’s two individual projects, right? Now let’s look back at Lauren tumblr:camrenexposed In total, considering when the Aoki collab is released, that’s FOUR solo project’s she’s been granted release. Four. That’s double Camila’s. So you’re probably asking, why the fuck is this relevant? Here’s why, After Camila’s departure, Lauren is golden girl. The label and management are pushing her to the front, because as they unfairly did with Camila, they’re seeing the most potential in Lauren as a solo artist. It makes complete sense she’s the only one from the remaining members of the group partnered up with another artist in the industry. This is when the PR comes to light. Do you guys know how much it costs to keep relationship afloat between 2 well known artists in the music industry? Thousands and thousands of dollars. Why? Because they must make sure that reputation isn’t tarnished or ruined in the process. So you’re probably asking why invest money into a PR? Look how many fans Lauren is gaining on Ty’s behalf and vice versa. It’s actually very very clever. I’ll get into that later on.

I’ll set you all a painful task, log on twitter go to Ty’s likes and look at how many posts he has liked with icons of either pictures of Lauren or the other 4 girls. It’s the merging of the fanbases which is why the whole thing this was created in the first place. Lauren’s voice is perfectly suited for R&B. She’s said countless times how much she “hates cheesy pop” which unfortunately some of the groups music falls under. Her solo work and ambition is to get as far away from that as possible. As much as we dislike him, Ty has a lot of connections with major R&B artists across the industry. His attitudes and behaviours are disgusting, but for some reason he’s well regarded across that specific genre. The Label tumblr:camrenexposed is trying to disassociate Lauren from her younger fans, and set her up with a more mature and developed fandom. Hence pairing her up with someone like Ty. They’re doing the tumblr:camrenexposed opposite with Camila. Camila’s team are encouraging that all age fan base and it’s well working. The thing with Lauren is, only ‘Fifth Harmony’ fans KNOW who she is and what she stands for. People outside our fan base don’t have a clue. Therefore, the media is buying and promoting it, because they don’t see any wrong in Lauren, but we see her as going against what she’s preached to us all for the past 5 years.

 Interactions between the two are blatantly staged. When one uploads a picture, the other has to evidence fans that they are together. So the Lauren update accounts, and the Tyren accounts then confirm this to fans. It gets people talking and speculating. Now, by all means correct me if I’m wrong, but if you’re the private person we all know that Lauren is, there’s no way she would be uploading videos/pictures of her and her respectful partner all over tumblr:camrenexposed social media. These pictures are HQ and the same picture is being posted on both accounts, just hours apart. Where’s all the cute/candid shit that real couples post on social media? There isn’t because it isn’t real. Where’s the intimacy and romance in these pictures? They’re clearly faked. At his album release party the other night, he had his back to her half the time and when they interacted it was forced and cringey as fuck. There’s no “love” in their eyes, just a contract.

Yes, Lauren is to blame for her social media presence and who she’s presenting herself as lately BUT she’s doing it for a reason. We’ve got to look at why this reason is, and that’s her unhappiness. From January, we’ve seen her behaviour tumblr:camrenexposed deteriorate to the point where we are at now. Half of me thinks this has A LOT to do with Camila’s departure the other thinks it’s Ty’s influence. What we can’t deny is the time Lauren and Ty spend together for this PR to work. Now, whilst she’s in his company, she has to fit in. Unfortunately, his circle is drug and alcohol fuelled. It’s no secret she’s been using weed for a while, but there’s no doubt in my mind that when she is around Ty and his circle, she’s taking something stronger. In half the pictures, the pair take, they both look completely drugged up. But she’s literally contractually bound to him, she’s giving in to the situation because there’s nothing she can do. That’s fucking sad.

Another point to make, is why have these rumours speculated for months, yet it’s taken the album release for Ty to “confirm” the two being together? It fucking screams PR. He said himself in an interview, he was a private person when it comes to his relationships. If that was the case, why has he mentioned Lauren in tumblr:camrenexposed EVERY SINGLE interview since his album release? Why dos Laurens activity on Instagram undertone her longing and sadness for someone, yet he seems to think they’re “king and queen” of the music industry? It’s so wrong that it’s laughable.

Also, remember when Ty tweeted out this:

 And now he’s tweeting things like this:

His team are using Lauren in the process to try and clean up his image so he’s more appealing to younger/more mainstream fans. In the process of Lauren losing fans, she’s gaining more in the genre and route she wants to take her music down. Because mainstream charts are where all the awards are, remember that. And also remember, awards are competition.

Laurens image is only really damaging within our small fandom, the media see no difference in her. We know Lauren better than we all think. We’ve studied her behaviour and watched her grow for 5 years. We know this isn’t her. If we can’t see this is PR, we’re letting her down and letting the label win. As a strategy, we’re gonna have to ignore it because it’s only gonna get worse. We as fans have predicted things between the two that have come true and been shown. Her mind is her strongest asset, yet it’s her weakest. Let’s not be a part of that weakness.

Most recently today, we’ve got Ty supporting one of Lauren’s close friends Shawn, who has just brought out his first single. Why didn’t he take a picture with Shawn when they’ve met on countless occasions at Label/Award show after parties and gigs? He’s never promoted him before so why now after Lauren posted about him? 

A few more pointers:

  • Why hasn’t Ty helped promote Dinah’s individual song with French Montana and Daddy Yankee? 
  • Why didn’t Ty promote Ally’s solo song with Lost Kings?
  • Why didn’t Ty promote any of Camila’s solo music, regardless of her leaving the group, he still did a song with her?
  • Why didn’t Ty promote Lauren’s interview with OUT magazine, where she addressed her sexuality?
  • Why is Ty’s acknowledgement of the group through Lauren and not directly to the girls?
  • Why didn’t Ty promote or support Lauren and Halsey’s ‘Strangers’ performance on GMA?

Final thought. If this was a genuine relationship, do you really think we’d predict their next move? 

Unfollow, but never unstan.