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Hot head | Montgomery De la cruz

⚠️Mild violence warning, and oh yeah- a shit load of swearing too ⚠️ * Your pov*

You and Hannah burst into the boys locker room. Most of the guys hills red and whistled at you both whilst others hid away- pulling up their short or heir shirts back on. Hannah pulled you through the clouds of sweat and testosterone.

“Y/N, Hannah, you know you can’t be in here” Zach informs you

“Why? Afraid we’re gonna see a bunch of dicks form a bunch of dicks?” You snap

“Nice one” Justin says as he makes his way over to you. You spot Montgomery by the mirrors.

"Of course you’d be at the mirror you vain fuck” you whisper under your breath before storming over to him. He spots you approaching him in the mirror and turns to face you.

“We need to talk” you demand “Like, now”

Montgomery looks at you expectingly then holds his arms wide open “Talk then” before slapping them down by his thighs.

You look around- everyone’s eyes we’re on you. “No-not here”

"Why not?” Bryce questions as he swings his heavy arm over Montgomery’s shoulder. Montgomery folds his arms over his chest “Whatever you have to say. You can say it infringes of my boys”

All the boys murmur in agreement and begin to surround you and Hannah.

"Fine. Why’ve you been ignoring my calls, and my messages and my-

“Here we go” Bryce says- earning a crescendo of deep male laughter from the others.

"You can’t just have sex with a girl then just ignore her!” Yells Hannah

“Hannah?!” You snap

"Shit sorry” she pleads and you sigh

“Babe-baby” Justin says calmly, putting one of his arms over your shoulder. “Montgomery here isn’t the type of guy to be in relationships- and to be honest- your not a relationship type of girl”

You scoff and shrug his arm off your body. What the fuck is that suppose to mean?

“Your a- how can I put his nicely… a one night stand” says Bryce

"A smash and dash” adds Marcus

“Or a hump and dump?” A random jock suggests from across the room

"A hit it and quit it” Justin continues

“Guys. That’s enough” Zach says, joining the circle. You watch Zach, he throws a quick but subtle smile at you but you just cut your eyes at him.

"An ejaculate and evacuate” Bryce adds to the list “Its nothing personal. Don’t take it to heart”

“Nothing personal?” You repeat. You look up at Montgomery “Is that all I was to you?”

He doesn’t respond- he was barley able to look at you.

You continue “Because you we’re so much more to me” All the guys ‘aww’ sarcastically in unison.

"Shut up!” You yell at them. You take a deep breath and hold Montgomery’s hands in yours “And I know how much I mean to you. You wouldn’t have chased me so much if I didn’t mean anything. Remember?”

"No comment” Bryce says, making the others laugh again but you just ignore them.

“We even had sex because I thought it was what it wanted” your voice had risen “I wasn’t ready but I did it for you and now your just gonna treat me like shit?!”

”..Sorry” Montgomery shrugs- no emotion in his tone whatsoever

“Your an ass!” Hannah spits

“And your a slut!” Montgomery snaps back.

Offended. Pissed off. And on the verge of tearing him a new one, you raise your hand and slap him across the face, but before anyone could react, he does the same to you. Stunned, everyone stood silently as you held your cheek which was now tingly and warm.

A few tears began to stream down your face.

“What the fuck Montgomery?!” Alex shouts

"Mind your business Standall!” Bryce yells back

Justin pushed Montgomery against the locker “Never hit a woman. Are you crazy?!”

"Yeah, that’s fucked up!” Marcus added

Hannah grabs or hand and basically drags you out the locker room. You stop outside the nurses office and you just brake down crying.

He hit you and it was embarrassing. He hit you and it was physically painful. He hit you and it ached your heart because all you wanted was for him to love you. When did it get so bad? When did you begin to accept abuse? Other relationships weren’t like this. This wasn’t normal.

“It’s okay- it’s okay” Hannah says as she hugs you. You sob in her arms for a long time before you brake away and wipe away the mascara from your chin. Hannah even wipes a tear from under our eye.

You stare into her bold blue eyes “Thank you Hannah”

Originally posted by chriswoods

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25 years of friendship between Usnavi and Daniela. Please leave kudos and a comment if you’ve read this and liked it! 

here are my fav spotify playlists (w/ links) i’ve made:
the good stuff (allah-las, bob dylan, dead ghosts, the doors, the growlers, handsome jack, jimi hendrix, jivviden, king krule, la luz, mild high club, night beats, trios, the white stripes, & more)
winter (billie holiday, chet baker, etta james, the everly brothers, otis redding, percy sledge, ray charles, sam cooke, & more)
yellow flowers (aretha franklin, the beatles, bo diddley, chuck berry, elvis presley, fats domino, howlin’ wolf, little willie john, patsy cline, percy sledge, ray charles, sam cooke, taj mahal, & more)
kool girls (angel olsen, fleetwood mac, janis joplin, jessica pratt, lana del rey, margaret glaspy, mazzy star, mountain man, my bubba, regina spektor, & more)
spring (bob dylan, devendra banhart, father john misty, first aid kit, gregory alan isakov, john’s little sister, kurt vile, mountain man, neil young, paolo nutini, shakey graves, the squires, the tallest man on earth, timber timbre, whitney, & more)
honk t (dixie chicks, elvis presley, hank williams, johnny cash, kitty wells, loretta lynn, patsy cline, & more)
8.30.14 (able., alt-j, beach house, bon iver, cocorosie, fka twings, frank ocean, hundred waters, lykke li, modest mouse, sylvan esso, volcano choir, & more)

Day 5: Camsten - Snow

For our-stitch-lab​‘s prompt “Snowflakes” I kind of just went with snow in general - I hope that’s OK!

Loosely based on this photo:

Sarah Goodkin and Simon belong to camerongooodkin - thanks for letting me use her again!

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“Um, I was wondering, do you have any plans for Christmas?” Cameron asked hesitantly, looking over the table towards his girlfriend, who was just about to tuck in to her lemon chicken.

“Christmas?” Kirsten replied absent-mindedly, sticking her fork into the carton in front of her. “Well, Camille is spending it with Linus’ family, so I just assumed I’d spend it here with you.” Cameron’s heart leapt. They’d only been dating for a few weeks and sometimes he forgot that to Kirsten it felt like they’d always been together. He was so used to holding himself back around her that it still surprised him whenever she was so open about their relationship.

“Great! I mean, yeah, of course. It’s just that Sarah has invited us to spend the week at her place.” He watched her carefully, worried that even with her condition she would think it was too soon to spend Christmas away together.

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mild kill la kill spoilers all over this post
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the protagonist is a girl and she is also really uncomfortable about this outfit and the way it makes people treat her, the male gaze is addressed and discussed in a lot of moments in the show

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the main baddie is also female (as are a lot of the characters in the show) she’s the most powerful person basically everywhere, and got a lot of that power by her own efforts and by being generally a fucking badass

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it’s a show about a girl avenging her dead anime father when do we ever get that 

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It was a normal, dark day in Darkroot Garden. That is, until something odd happened. The air in a certain area cracked and split open to reveal a gateway of darkness. And out of said darkness stepped a dark-skinned woman clad in white, arms crossed, and a large sword sheathed on her back. Her demeanor could not be discerned due to her outfit covering most of her face, but her eyes held mild confusion. ----la-tiburon

Alexander immediately unsheathed his blade upon spotting the portal, reminded of the abyss that took Oolacile. He was surprised, however, when someone remarkably human stepped out. “Woman, state your purpose. The darkness of your entrance will earn you no friends here.”