I look at you all the times you look at me and I feel your gaze. I feel your gaze on me, drenched in love. How your pupils dilate every time you glance at me only to fall in love with me all over again. I see that look in your eyes People have when they are in love. And I love the way you shift your eyes to any random object when I catch you looking at me. And I know every time I look away, you look back at me.
I notice how your hands slightly slither down my hands when we walk. And then your hands always find their way in mine. As if it’s their home. And when they finally meet mine, they hold onto mine as if they have returned home after a million years. As if this is the eternity. The time stops.
I observe how everytime you see me sad, your heart shrinks a little. And how you fight that sudden urge to hold my hand and tell me that you are with me no matter what.
I know there are things you think that you wanna say, yet never thought to say it out loud to me. But I hear everything you say and everything that you don’t say.
I see your smile through the screen every time you text me, and your little giggles. How you pretend to have my existence in a pillow ans hug your pillow as if would never wanna let go.

I know you are one of those lovers who’d miss me even if we never met.

—  stellarstairway, The unrequited love
Wedding in Hawaii || Part 1

hi. i got inspired these last couple of days bc as we all know harry freaking styles is spending his free time in hawaii at a wedding looking hella good and stuff. i guess the title already gave it away so i don’t need to explain anything further so just enjoy bc i absolutely loved writing this. oh and a part 2 is coming. and maybe more parts. i don’t know about them tho. part 2 is confirmed it is on the way it’s almost done actually. harry is feeding me so good y’all i can’t believe my man i love him so much and my love for him will be clearly shown throughout these little one shots. so if you don’t like too cute and sweet and lovey-dovey shit then i suggest you not reading these. they’ll be full of stuff like that. sorry for any spelling mistakes, once again i haven’t proof read it lmao i probably should start doing that again but o whale. lotta love, xoxo -b

Part 2 • Part 3

I couldn’t have imagined spending my time elsewhere as I was in Hawaii with Harry on my side in his lovely attire looking like the happiest person on this planet.

He was gorgeous. Like so fucking gorgeous.

There were no words that could’ve possibly described how I felt about him as I was watching him in his pale yellow suit and dress pants. Not to mention the blue Hawaiian shirt he wore under his blazer.

He found that funny. Nah, scratch that.

He found it hilarious. Absolutely hilarious.

Harry found it absolutely hilarious that he was wearing a Hawaiian printed shirt while he was in Hawaii.

“What you smiling at?” he asked me as he stepped next to me, his arms sneaking around my waist and pulling me closer to his body.

I sweetly kissed his chin then the corner of his mouth which caused him to grin widely and the pounding of my heart increased dramatically at the sight. He was so so pretty and I could barely breathe as he was right there in front of me.

“I love you,” I muttered as I stared up at him, my voice a tiny bit serious but oh so full of love. “You’re so gorgeous.”

“What’s gotten into you?” he chuckled as he put one of his hands on my cheek, the palm of his hand was warm and it fit perfectly on the side of my face. I leaned into his touch, closing my eyes and forgetting the fact that we were at his mate’s wedding.

“You before,” I blurted out a bit too bluntly which caused him to laugh out as loud as hell and I couldn’t help but chuckle too.

“Alright, my love,” he said as he hugged me and pressed a kiss on the top of my head. “You cannot drink anymore alcohol.”

“Hey, don’t be rude to me! I can drink whatever I wanted. It’s your fault you’re not used to me being blunt.”

“Trust me, I am,” he sighed with a smile on his lovely face. I couldn’t help myself when I just grabbed both sides of his face and pressed my lips against his.

His mouth was massaging mine as he was giving me one of his sweet kisses, his grin spreading across his face causing us to pull away from each other. His eyes were shining and his cheeks were pink, his hair fluffy because of the humidity and he was just having so much fun it got me to never end up being bored.

“You didn’t say I love you back to me,” I pouted and he leaned down and pecked my lips.

“I love you. I love you. I love you,” he said it three times and between each confession he kissed me. “Hey, baby?”


“I love you.”

I laughed before hugging him tightly around his waist.

“I love you.”


It was bright and early when I woke up to the sound of someone puking in the bathroom and that someone ended up being Harry when I didn’t find him next to me in bed. We only came back from wedding at four am so when I checked what time it was and ended up finding out it was just twenty past five in the morning I was not impressed.

Sighing, I got out of bed, throwing my hair in a bun before entering the bathroom. Harry was on the floor leaning against the bathtub which I used right when we arrived. It was lovely in case you wanted to know.

“How are you feeling?” I asked him as I made my way towards the sink, took his toothbrush out of the cup and filled it up with cold water. I also gave him a towel that was on the side then I flushed the toilet after closing the top of it.

“Like hell,” he answered lowly. He chucked the towel to the side then put his elbows on his knees that were propped up and laid his forehead on his arms. “What’s the time?”

“Around half past five,” I sighed. “Do you wanna come back to bed?” I yawned, putting my hand in front of my mouth naturally.

“Yeah give me like a decade to be able to stand up,” he told me sassily and I just rolled my eyes.

“Come on, sass pants, give me your hands,” I said as I put my hands out. “Don’t let yourself be like that, it’s only gonna make this worse.”

“Why did I even drink? Why did you let me drink?”

“Hey, don’t blame me! I let you have fun because you’ve been working your butt off.”

“True. It’s not your fault. Well, not entirely.”

“Go to hell, Harry Styles,” I laughed as I gave a little slap to his ass when he stood up. “Now come and brush your teeth.”

“Really?” he looked at me like he saw a ghost as I put some toothpaste on his toothbrush. “Why do I have to brush it?”

“You literally just been throwing up,” I told him with a little chuckle added at the end, my voice thickly laced with sleep. “Come on, please, don’t be a hassle,” I sighed. “I’ll brush your teeth for you, c’mere.”

And he did.

He actually let me brush his teeth.

I couldn’t believe how lazy he was. But then again I didn’t expect him not to take up on that chance. He always did when I offered to do something instead of him.

He was a lazy piece of ass and I found it funny how no one really knew that about him. Harry never showed that, only to the people he was really comfortable around and with and I felt really good that I could consider myself to be one of those people.

“Thank you, love you,” he murmured as he hugged me with one hand and kissed my temple.

I just nodded as I rinsed out his toothbrush then put it back in its place. Harry took my hand once I dried it and we went back to bed, both of us getting under the duvet since all the windows were open and the weather was a bit windy outside.

Moments later Harry curled up against me, his legs sneaking between mine as he hid his face in the crook of my neck. His right hand was slowly making its way on to my waist then it slid down on to my bum and he rested it there.

“D’you wanna come work out with me tomorrow?” he asked me after minutes had pass, his voice low and croaky.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I ran my fingers through his short hair, remembering back to that loose strand of hair that rested on his forehead all day and night. It was so blooming sexy I found it so much more attractive than I probably should have.

“Work out with you? Tomorrow?” I asked back with a light chuckle. His hand squeezed my bum a bit which I’m not gonna lie was a good feeling.

I loved his hands all over me I didn’t mind one bit when he did that as long as we were in private. I’d rather him not do stuff like that when we’re out and about with all the paparazzi and fans around.

God knows what would happen to me as soon as people would find out about it.

“Mhm, I saw the gym when we arrived. Wanna try it before we gotta leave.”

“Okay, we’ll see, bub,” I told him as I continued to play with his curls that were making a comeback and ensuring my happiness.

“Do you wanna get married in Hawaii?” he asked me which caught me off guard.

“I mean if I’ll be marrying you, I won’t mind where we’ll get married.”

“Good answer,” he laughed. “I think m’gonna sleep now.”

“You should and so should I,” I said yawning.

“Mmmm, yeah,” he agreed. “Sleep tight, pretty girl.”

“You too, gorgeous,” I kissed his head before scooting closer to him in hopes of not having to get up again for another round to the bathroom.

Make The Most of Tonight - Seth Rollins x Reader

Summary:- The WWE draft is tomorrow night and you and your boyfriend Seth are worried you will be drafted to different brands. You decided to make the most of what could potentially be the last night you two have together for a while. 

Warnings:- Smut, Swearing, Bit of Fluff (Daddy kink, I’m sO SORRY, I AM TRASH) 

Word Count- 1,478

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Pairing: Jackson Wang x Reader

Word Count: About 1.6k

Genre: sweet sweet fluff (drabbleish)

Summary: Your lovely morning routine with Jackson that he wants to make a little more permanent. 

You slowly peel back the curtains in your bedroom letting the morning light flood in. Sunlight creeps in and illuminates your quiet apartment. Jackson turns his bare back towards the window and groans in protest, choosing to shrink away from the day as he wraps your white bed sheets tighter around his body. He instinctively reaches over to your side of the bed. He reaches for you but you stand opposite of the room chuckling and rolling your eyes at his lazy physique. You see him pout at your absence before grumbling in annoyance.

“Babe, can you just please come back to bed?” he calls out, his voice still heavy with sleep.

You walk over and sit on the edge of the bed close to him and run your hands through his hair. He opens his eyes drowsily and looks up at you, his arms circling around your waist instinctively though he stays laying down.

“No because you have to get up, my love. We have work.”

“Nooooo,” he whines and shakes his head, further matting his hair against the sheets, “I don’t want to go. I’ll call in sick for you and you call in sick for me. We’ll make some coughing noises in the background. Maybe some cries for help. It’ll work! It’s very simple.” He smiles at you sleepy and childlike, completely content with his solution.

“I don’t think that’s going to work baby,” you chuckle, your fingers still coming through his hair.

You lean down slowly and plant a soft kiss on his forehead, “Wake up.” Then to his cheeks, “Wake up, my love.” Then to his chin, and nose, murmuring, “Wake up,” in between kisses.

By the time you reach his lips his smile is irrepressible and you can’t help but giggle at his cuteness. When your lips connect he pulls you down further into him so that you lay on top of him. He tightens his arms around you and wraps his legs around you slowly as the kiss deepens. You melt into him, and he smiles against you. You linger there with your lips only slightly touching, relishing in the comfort you find in his arms and the love he is always sure to show you. He hums in satisfaction.

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I hope you dream about me. I hope those dreams are vivid and sweet. I hope they melt your heart and flood you with memories of warmth and love. I hope you remember everything about me in those dreams. I hope you fall in love with me all over again. I hope that in the middle of some lonely night you wake up sweating and gasping for air. I hope it shakes you to know that it was all only a dream, to know I’m not there with you, and that I’m gone. I hope, most of all, that you will miss me.
—  will you miss me?
Braids & War Paint (Part 2)

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Rowan Whitethorn had been many places, he’s traveled to every direction, climbed a plethora of mountains, has lived in cities that are nothing more than dirt now and nothing he’s seen will compare to the wildness of Terrasen and it’s people. Wild in the fact the citizens of Terrasen have such a connection to their home, the air is cleaner when everyone cares for it. It reminded him of Mistward. 

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Artist- Monica 

Title- Love All Over Me

anonymous asked:

Heya! Your blog's amazing and never fails to inspire me. Please can you do some prompts where person A is reunited with person B (their lifelong partner) after many years, only to discover that B has amnesia and doesn't remember them at all. Platonic or romantic, I don't mind. Thanks!

1) “I know I must be a disappointment to you,” the amnesiac said. “People pretend I’m not, but I hear stories of what I was like before.” They tried for a smile, though it came out a little queasy.
A’s expression turned ferocious. “There is no version of you that could ever be a disappointment, you hear me? And anyone who dares tell you otherwise has me to answer to.”

2) “If it’s like talking to a ghost all the same, I’d rather you were dead!” The silence rang after A’s comment. Born of their argument, of sorrow, of grasping at ghosts. It wasn’t deserved. In the gaping silence, it was impossible to take back. The anger drained in a second. 
“I’m glad I fucking forgot you,” B said. The only tragedy is that I wasted a lifetime on you at all.” They turned and walked away. 
The door slammed into A’s face.
And on either side, they both crumpled.

3) “You’ve been avoiding me,” A said. “I’d have thought the last ten years apart was long enough.”
“I  can’t remember anything. Have they told you that?”
“…you don’t mind?” 
A shrugged and watched B carefully, drinking up the sight of their face. “Just means I get to watch you fall in love with me all over again, doesn’t it? Spoiler.” A stood, making their way over and taking the bag from B’s slack hands. “You were smitten.” 

4) “Sometimes,” B murmured. “I think I must love you like it’s muscle memory.”

5) “Oh don’t look like that,” B said. “I lost my memories, not my libido. Or don’t you want to? We’re married, right? Explains why the hell I’m so pent up. It’s been, what, how long has it been since we last saw each other?”
“Seven years.”
“Seven years, god.”
“We’re not married.”
“Really? Are you sure? Are we secretly in love is that it?”

6) “I’ll help you remember,” A promised. “I know you better than you know yourself. Favourite colours, favourite ice cream-”
“-And what if I don’t want to remember?”

“Brisé, pourtant vivant” Part V S.B *smut*


[A/N: Hello lovely people! It’s here. The fifth part. I can’t tell how many times I blushed while writing this. I hope you like it. I don’t own the gifs. Credits to their original owners. And to J.K Rowling, as always. 
Warnings: My English, and yeah, in case you haven’t noticed… It’s a smut. Smutsmutsmutsmut.]

Part I
Part II
Part III
Part IV 

  His arms immediately circled my waist, pulling me as close as humanly possible to him, while one of his hands tangled into my hair. His lips tasted like wine. 

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Daddy’s Little Girl (Jimin Smut)

 Jimin smut, Word count: 1,677 (2 pages-ish)

Features: bath tub sex, thigh riding, and daddy kink

Note: How you and Jimin ended up having bath tub sex is up to your imagination, lmao, but here’s what went down ;)

Jimin’s back laid flesh against the back end of the tub away from the shower head. He bent one leg up slightly making you a seat with his body. You understood this motion and sat yourself on top of his muscular thighs. You feel one of  Jimin’s hands creep up from under your legs, opening your bottom lips so your clit laid flesh against his quadriceps. He began sliding the leg you were sitting on back and forth so your clit rubbed against him in harmony. You moan “fuuuckkk” unconsciously as the pleasure overwhelms you. Because of the lube you infused in the bath water mix, your already wet core easily glid across his thighs, feeling every little ridge of his muscles contracting and releasing from beneath you. Being able to feel him at the edges of your entrance, in between your folds, and on top of your clit simultaneously sent you into a state of complete euphoria. You could feel your arousal dripping from your entrance as your core began to tighten from the pleasure. While still emerged in the feeling of ecstasy and euphoria, Jimin breaks your train of thought– “mmmmm…I love watching you squirm all over me like this” he hums, slightly mocking how you have become so vulnerable to him. So turned on, you begin pressing your core harder onto his already stroking thighs. You squeeze your breasts with your hands as you begin to feel your climax approaching. “Ahhh, fuck Jimin I’m soooo close. Sooo-fucking-close, ahhhhh-“ you whimper into his chest after collapsing onto him from the numb feeling of your approaching orgasm. “Do you want me to make you cum baby?” he teases into your ear as his strokes begin to increase in speed and intensity. “Yes, Yes babyyyy. Make me cummm” you pant desperately whining into his neck. 

You suddenly feel the seat he created for you with his thigh collapse from beneath you. You look up at him confused from this abrupt halt in his motions. You look up into his muddy eyes and see that they have become dark and lustful. He raises his pointer finger and motions it side to side with teasing eyes as he says, “No, not yet. You can’t cum until daddy tells you to”. Daddy?, you thought. You’ve never heard Jimin refer to himself as daddy before but your body couldn’t deny how turned on you were by it.

He pushes you off him and arranges you on all fours with your ass facing him. He hovers from behind you and you can feel the warmth reflecting off of his body. “Mmmm, you’re such a good little girl” he purrs into your ear as his hands begin tracing the deep line of your spine as you arched your back in full submission. You can’t help but hum from the electrifying sensation that his teasing touch sent through out your body. You can feel the tip of his member graze across your ass lightly, feeling the drips of his pre-cum. “What’re you trying to do to me daddy?” you say in a submissive whiny tone playing along with the daddy kink he used earlier on. Milliseconds after asking the question, Jimin sharply smacks your ass causing your core to tighten as small droplets of water reflect off you onto the bathroom floor from the large impact. “I’m going to have you dreaming about me for days” he says in a husky dominating voice as he soothes the newly formed red hand print on your ass with the circulating motions of his palm.

He used his knees to part your bent over thighs as he slid his fingers over the lips of your aching core. Your moans returned but this time they were longer and full of desperation. You couldn’t wait to feel him fill you up as you hugged his member in a wet embrace. He parted your lower lips as he began running laps with his intricate fingers to and from your swollen clit to your dripping entrance. Your knees began to tremble as he began slighting tugging your inner labia and your core gushed a waterfall in response. “You’re so fucking wet baby” he says somewhat proudly from the response he’s getting out of you. “It’s because you’re so good daddy” you can’t help but purr back to him. He slowly inserts his two fingers into you making sure you feel every second of it. You moan for the entirety of it. You can feel him acrobating inside of you, twirling and flicking against your walls. You hug his fingers in pleasure, thanking him for how good it feels. Your breathing changes and you begin to pant as you can occasionally feel him strum against a very sensitive area inside of you, which you begin to assume must be the mythical “G-spot”. Whatever it was, every stroke against it led you to the point of tears from the rush of dopamine sent through your nerves. With his fingers still hooked inside of you, he begins flicking and rubbing your clit with his thumb. “Tell daddy how it feels” he grunts, while picking up speed as he circles your swollen clit. “It feels so good daddy. Don’t, s-st..oooooop” you screech as you squirm helplessly over his thick penetrating fingers. You cum all over his fingers helplessly as you pant a mixture of curses and Jimin’s name. Your body felt like a mixture of electricity from the excitement and numbness from the dopamine rushing through all of your nerves. Your legs didn’t feel stable anymore from the rush of your climax so you lowered your ass, splashing against the bath water mixture with his fingers still inside of you. You can feel yourself still pulsing around his thick fingers. Pulse. Pulse. Pulse. 

“Did I say you could cum yet?” he grunts while gripping your hair from the scalp to tilt your head back so you could look at him. “I’m sorry daddy. You just felt soooo good, I couldn’t help it” you say in a breathy, innocent tone. “You know what happens when you don’t listen to daddy right?” he says slyly as he releases your gripped hair. 

He turns you around with a little more aggression than usual so you’re facing him. He rests his back against the tub again but this time with his hips slightly raised so his erect member is above the water level. “You were such a good girl earlier, but now you’re being naughty” he says seductively with one brow raised as he bites the corner of his bottom lip. He pats his thighs twice motioning you to sit on top of him cowgirl style. As you’re getting into position he slaps the inside of your thighs before gently stroking in between them with his fingers. It was this combination of aggression and gentleness that drove you fucking insane. At this point you wanted to ride him until he came just as hard as you did. He inserts the head of his member a few times to tease you first before fulling putting it in. He enters you slowly so you can feel every inch of it stretch you out and fill you up. “Ahhhh, fuckkkk Jimin” you moan automatically as your mouth naturally parts from the satisfaction. “Naughty girls like you need to be punished” he says while gently thrusting himself into you. “Punish me daddy. I’ve been a bad, bad girl” you whine looking up at him with puppy eyes. You can feel his heart rate increase from these words as he sucks in his lower lip from excitement. His strokes become much more intense and more frequent. “Fuck me Jimin” you moan trying to keep eye contact with him as you wind your hips in harmony with his thrusts. You wrap your arms around his thick neck, laying your cheek against his fiery orange locks as you moan helplessly. With this new found easy access to your breasts, Jimin begins sucking on your neck leaving bruises everywhere his lips touched. He scrapes his teeth gently across your neck down to your collarbones causing you to grab a fistful of his hair in pleasure. His kisses make it to your breasts, sucking and nibbling on your hard nipples. He tugs at them gently with his teeth as he circles around them with his tongue. He smacks your breasts before sucking one of them as much as he can fit into his mouth. You’re so turned on by the visual of his plump lips engulfing your breast that you begin clawing at his back and neck. You begin riding his erect member up and down in repetitive motions, occasionally winding your hips onto his. He breathes deeply into your jaw, licking gently around its edge. He nibbles at the edges of you lobes and you begin to ride him harder because of how good it feels. “I want you to cum daddy” you pant as you tighten your walls around his throbbing member. “I want you to cum so bad” you whine while your motions intensify, causing your breasts to jerk in sync with your motions. “Cum, Jimin, cum for me pl—“ you cheer lead him on, and before you could even finish he cuts you off, “shiiiiiiiit (Y/N)” he grunts as he tilts his head back in pleasure, moaning in a pattern of staggered panting and suctioning through his teeth. You feel the warmth of his seed fill up inside of you as it overflows onto your inner thigh and drips into the bath water. He leans his head back onto the edge of the tub with his eyes closed, mouth parted as he tries to stabilize his breathing. Still sensitive, he shudders slightly as you gently peck him across his neck, around his jaw and finally to his lips. He peeks at you through his lashes before stroking your hair behind your ear, leaving his hand to cup one of your cheeks. He smirks at you slightly as he tilts his head and says, “We’re going to need a real shower after this”.

[NOW I NEED TO GO DRENCH MYSELF IN HOLY WATER OMFG. this is my first smut/fanfic, don’t hate me. also don’t know if I should do more, bye ]