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cold coffee. (m)

pairing: jungkook | reader

genre: smut

word count: 4,564

description: “I wasn’t referring to verbal truth. I was referring to,” and then there was a brief pause that was followed by a light press to the center of your stomach. Your back laid flat against the wooden bench, before the predatory loom of his body appeared overhead, “Candor of the body. Which you, my love, are the absolute queen of.”


With an exchanged swipe, taste forthcoming as the two of you had intended. Too sweet, muttered against your lips – lips that curved into ones of amusement at his feigned disfavor for your particular arrangement of the poison. Too bitter, slipped past your teeth in retort, the air of the syllables brushing against his breath; a dance of icy exhales in a burning winter night. His mouth twitched at that, following your suit into similar enjoyment of the playful critique.

“Maybe not my coffee, but sweet in other aspects, no?” He spoke in a devilish dialect of insinuation and lust; one that, before encountering him, was unfamiliar to you. Adoration, it managed to claw at your chest with great vigor each and every time he glanced down at you through darkened tufts of raven hair. His words wrapping their way around you entirely until they sounded of music. The notes gliding across your bones as his voice conducted your motions.

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The 18-story Associated Press Building (Associated Architects, 1938) in foreground and the 70-story R.C.A Building (Associated Architects, 1933) at background in Rockefeller Center in 1940.

Foto: Rockefeller Center, Inc.

Source: Walter Karp, “The Center. A History and Guide to Rockefeller Center” (New York. American Heritage Publishing Company. 1982).

Happy New Years!

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               Another day, perhaps another year, spent by his side and in his arms.
         The two of you spent the holidays with just one another and a crackling warm fireplace. While the two of you celebrated with your own pleasurable fireworks as the both of you converged as one.


             Trapped underneath Laito, the both of you lay by the crackling fire which popped as it ate away at the logs, on layers of soft blankets. As Laito held your wrists above your head with his hips pressed against yours as he lead down and moaned in your ear,
    “How about we celebrate the New Years by becoming one?” He blushed as the fantasy of you panting and moaning his name passionately as he played mercilessly with your body. As Laito groaned your name in your ear, as a blush of warmth blossomed throughout your body and pooled between your legs. With Laito’s thick harden length pressing against your center, as a soft whimpered slipped past your lips. While your eyes grew hazy with lust,
   "Ah~ what an erotic face little bitch, for that I’ll give you more pleasure.“ Laito cooed as he teasingly thrusted his hips against yours, grinding your hips as he watched the blush grow heavier on your cheeks. As he let go of your wrists and grabbed your hips holding them more as his movements grew rougher,
   "Beg for me to love you all over.” He groaned as he sunk his fangs deep into your skin, ripping through it painfully as you let out a meek whimper that excited Laito even farther. As you begged for him, while you wrapped your legs around his waist. When Laito let go of your wrists and ran his hands down your sides before running them up your shirt.
   Panting, “Ngh, little bitch I’ll ravish your body to the point of exhaustion.” He cooed as he watched your crimson blood flow from the deep mark, as he ripped your bra down freeing your breasts.
   "So feel my love deeply little bitch.“ Laito growled playfully in your ear.


             Gently kissing you, Kanato slipped a small half of a warm chocolate coated strawberry past your lips. As you groaned into Kanato’s mouth at the creamy and juicy flavor of the two mixed together. When Kanato pulled back with a soft smile and his lavender eyes dancing with delight,
    "Ne~ delicious is it not?” Kanato questioned as he watch you savor it’s flavor before agreeing with him with a grin. When Kanato’s smile twisted into a predatory smirk as he pushed you down onto the fluffy blankets.
    “But wouldn’t the chocolate and strawberries taste better if I ate them off your nude body?” He mused with a soft cooed as his eyes began flicker with desire as he picked up the knife. Which gleamed from the glowing light castes by the fire. As Kanato swiftly ripped through your shirt and bra as the tip grazed your skin, splitting it as blood began to well up along the cut.
    Sharply yelping Kanato’s name as his eyes lowered to the cut that was in the dip between your breasts,
    “Perhaps the strawberries and chocolate will taste even better mixed wth such sweet blood.” Kanato cooed as he dropped the knife next to you and picked up the hot bowl of melted chocolate drizzling into yours breasts. As it makes sure to coat your nipples, before taking strawberries and placing them on your soft buds.
    Panting softly with your cheeks a soft pink flush as you whimpered Kanato’s name, he drunk in the sight greedily as he groaned,
    “Ah, my little doll looks so cute coated in sweets while wearing such a naughty face.” Reaching down Kanato ran his slender fingers through your hair as he promised with a deep and husky voice that made your eyes widen as your heart fluttered.
       "I’ll make sure to devour you painfully as I claim all that you are.“  Kanato leaned down and ate a strawberries


               Running your hands through its soft red hair making it messy as Ayato rested with his head on your chest. As he watched the fire crackle and leap as it danced on the log it burned. When he suddenly pulled away and looked down at you where you laid underneath,
       "Nn,” Ayato grunted with a smirk as his yellow green eyes sparkled with desire as he admitted, “listening to your heart pumping blood is making me excited, all I want to do is mark you all over, but first,” Ayato ripped off your shirt, reducing it shreds as he threw it on the floor. Before leading down, his breath hitting your skin softly as he snapped your bra with his fangs.
   Letting out a startled whimper as you eyes went wide with shock and you exclaimed Ayato’s name. As he grabbed your breasts roughly as pain flickered in your eyes at the abuse.
     Growled possessively,
    “These are mine, you are mine, everything you are belongs to me.” As he sunk his fangs deep into your skin just above your nipple, as he groaned at the taste of your blood as it began to rapidly pour into his mouth.
     "Only give your blood to me!“ He ordered as he moved between your breasts and ripped your skin open with his fangs,
     "Allow ‘this pain and everything am into you. As I teach your body over and over who it belongs to.” He groaned as your blood dripped from his lips and onto your skin,
     "Never show this cute face to another person ever.“ Ayato commanded as he ran his hands down yours sides and to your hips,
     "I’ll make you addicted to me, so that you only ever crave my touch and yearn for my fangs.” Ayato proclaimed as he ripped off the rest of your clothing, leaving you bare as he said softly, the pride in his eyes fading to show his unsure vulnerability,
     "Because it’s more than enough to stay by my side as we cross into another year, isn’t it?“

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Sakamaki’s Eldest Three
Worked on by two friends and myself, but one seemed to vanish from online. So in their honor and the permission of the other I will post what we have created together.

He will never allow you to escape, now that he finally has you cornered.


           Wrapping your legs around Ayato’s waist, and your arms were draped around his neck, with the tips of your fingers nuzzled into his red hair. As you arched into Ayato, with your head held back by Ayato as he held your hair in a firm grasp.
   "Tell me. That I’m the best and all you need is to remain by my side.” Ayato’s voice started off rough as it slowly began softer and vulnerable as he leaned down to kiss you. His lips cold and soft against yours as his arm that held you by your waist tightened. While his fangs softly grasped your bottom lip before he shallowly pierced it.
   Making you yelp against Ayato’s mouth as blood began to filled his mouth while he groaned loudly. As he pulled away,
   "I’ll mark you over and over, so be proud and display them with pride.“ He commanded with a smirk as he lightly kissed your jaw while scrapping the tips of his fangs against your flesh.
    "The blood closest to your heart will taste the best, I bet.” Ayato commented as he let go of your hair and removed the red bow, dropping the flimsy fabric onto the floor.
     "Do you wish for Ayato-sama to mark your breasts and claim for my own?“ He questioned with a purr as a flush burned in your cheeks as your breath hitched. While Ayato slowly unbuttoned your shirt, exposing more and more of your skin to the cold classroom air. As the possibly of someone walking in on the both of you began to dawned on you as you voiced your cornered.
     "Let them, everyone should know the best prey belongs to me!” Ayato smirked as he suddenly ripped your shirt as you loudly gasped and questioned why.
     "So now you’ll be forced to wear my jacket to cover yourself. It will be clear to everyone whose you are now.“ He explained as he leaned down and pulled your bra down so that it pushed your breasts up. As he dug his fangs into your flesh just above your heart. While pain coursed through your body at his harsh bite as his hand began to run up your backsides before running down your sides.
      "Your blood, I can feel it coursing through my vines. I need more.” Ayato growled when he pulled away as your blood stained his lips and dripped onto your flesh. As it ran down the curve of your pushed up breast while Ayato groaned and a possessive desire flickered in his eyes.
    “Everything, I’ll take everything and consume you completely. Your mine.”


         "Need I even questioned what you desire? When lust and greed tell me such a honest story as they dance in your eyes and dominant your body.“ Reiji purred as he told you in taunting amusement,
      "What lustful prey you are, hot and receptive to my simplest touches, I believe I need not ask, only act.” Smirking Reiji added,
       "So quickly are you reduced to nothing but basic desire.“  You blushed with embarrassment at Reiji teasing words, as you looked away sheepishly and softly denied it.Causing Reiji growled dangerously, his eyes narrowing while Reiji stopped with his hands placed on your hips, while his grasp become harsh, as you whimpered out in agony,.
     "How deplorable you are, denying me so boldly.When I so graciously decided to pleasure you in ways that are unimaginable. Perhaps my affections where misplaced?” His words were cold and clipped as your eyes widened with a different type of fear and you yelped out a distressed protest. As Reiji smirked in amusement and bloodlust flickered in his sharp, cool, eyes.
    “Then I’ll strip you of everything. Your humanity, pride, peace of mind, dignity, everything. As I train you, whip you into perfection.” Your heart stopped at his words before it began to pounded painful, as your breathe caught and your eyes filled with uncertainty.
    “Is that what you hoped for when you picked me? To lacking any flaws and be my treasured prey?” He questioned with a soft coo, as he ran his hands gently up your sides, his eyes softening only slightly. When you whispered Reiji’s name and told him with a gentle yet determined voice that you would endure anything he sought fit to remain by his side.
    “Such willful prey.” Reiji praised you before,musing with a dangerous smirk, “I wonder how much pleasure your mortal body withstand in a single night?” As he lowered his head, his breath hitting in shallow dip just above your collarbone only for a moment before the tips of his fangs teasing grazed the soft skin as he moved below your collarbone.
    Sinking his fangs in deep, ripping through your skin with ease as pain and pleasure laced throughout your body in an intoxicating manner that had you mewling his name desperately. While Reiji lightly groaned and pulled away, taking pleasure at the sight of your blood rapidly trickling from his bite mark as it started to pool, while Reiji rhetorically questioned,
      “How long before you give into unconsciousness?”


      Shuu’s lips were cold against your warm skin as he lazily trailed kisses down from behind your ear, along your jaw and to your neck. While you melted in his arms, which were wrapped loosely around your waist, with your back pressed against his chest. As your cheeks began to burn with a deep scarlet blush that slowly spread throughout your body became warm with a soft lust.
    Shuu drawled, “Heh, your such a lewd woman, becoming excited from such simple actions.”, his chest lightly rumbling as he spoke, while your heart began to race as you feebly protested.
     "You say as such yet your blood is calling to me, begging for my drink it slowly.“, smirking as he taunted you, Shuu scrapping the tips of his fangs painfully on your skin and over an fresh and healing bite mark as you let out a sharp gasp.
     "I haven’t event bitten into you and your already making such erotic music.” He purred as you whimpered out a weak denial, that he chuckled in amusement at, continuing with more taunting words designed to fluster you more.
     "Even your body pleased for me to pierce it with my fangs.“ Shuu’s baby blue eyes began to dance with bloodlust tempted by the idea of bitting into you.
      Shuu voice grew husky, as his throat began to burn and while his thirst grew, and the sound of your heart rapidly pumping your sweet blood nearly tormented him.
     Such a troublesome and scary woman, tempting me in such a way.” He hummed as he lightly licked the healing bite mark which has been torn open slightly by the tips of his fangs causing your hot crimson blood to slowly trickle out. While you squirmed, moaning at his feeling of his cold touch on your now burning wounds.
    “I’ll satisfy you till you pass out from exhaustion. All you have to do is surrender and offer up yourself as easy prey.” Shuu groaned before sinking his fangs in deep, reopening the bite mark allowing the blood to spill out and flood his mouth. As gave a low and pleasured moan, while his addiction to your own personal flavor grew.
         The sharpness of the pain and the sweetness of pleasure swirled through into a thought consuming sensation that you gave yourself to as you closed your eyes and whimpered out a soft moan of Shuu’s name.

Affection in Public Headcannons
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Deep and longing kiss on your lips to leave you breathless.

        These kisses of Shuu’s always attracts attention to the both of you and never fails to leave you flustered with embarrassment and panting. To which he teases you about being lewd getting excited from a simple action in such a place. As Shuu takes great pleasure in the display he creates with you, also more important it shows others you have already been claimed.

Sneaking off to drink your blood.

        Your flustered face often makes him thirsty as Shuu yearns to to see more of your lewd face. As he takes you to a less populated area or even into an alleyway where your fear of being caught excites him to do more to you. As he slowly undresses you and creates more and more mark. Which sometimes leads to you making sounds loud enough to catch someone’s attention to which Shuu teases you about the lewd music you make.

Holding your hand, almost always.

       Having no desire to lead where the both of you go, most of the time. Shuu just holds your hand and allows you to take him wherever you please. This is always a way from keeping Shuu from wondering off, or prevent him from being left behind, since he normally ends up in trouble if left alone.

Wrapping an arm around you, or holding you from behind.

      This public display of affection also shows his claim on you. It also keeps him warm, since he is unable to create his own body heat he just steals yours. Though this mainly occurs while the both of you are checking out to which he clings to you from behind, with his head resting in on your shoulder. But when the two of you are sitting down he wraps an arm around you so he can kiss you or you can feed him if the two of you are eating.

           "I think someone else heard the lewd music you were making. What a naughty woman you are wanting everyone to watch.“ Shuu purred as he pinned you into the wall in the alleyway between the building. With his arms wrapped around you while you quickly protested Shuu’s claims,
   "Then why are you moaning so loudly?” He taunted, “Do my fangs pleasure you so much?” He mused as you soft whimpered his name, as his words burned you and made your breath hitched,
     "Should I do more than? To satisfy your lewd desires?“ He questioned his voice husky as he slipped your shirt down and off your shoulder exposing another mark, but Shuu didn’t stop there as he pulled your shirt lower still. While your breast began to press against the cold bricks as Shuu exposed them,
     "I don’t care how loud you get, either way I’ll do what I like to you even if countless come to observe us.”


Possessive and rough kisses on your lips, that leave them tingling.

          Out of desire, embarrassment and possessiveness Subaru will randomly kiss you either to get you to shut up, because he wants to or jealousy. Either way Subaru is jus as rough in a way that nearly bruises your lips but always leaves them tingling as it lingers from the roughness that he can’t always control.

Gentle kisses.

        Subaru always rather be gentle with you since he does treasure you, so you never know if Subaru’s kiss will be tender or rough. But these kisses leave you just as dizzy and surprised.

Forcing you to leave with him so he can satisfy his thirst.

          The thought of anyone else seeing or hearing the way you act when he pierces you with his fangs is unacceptable and angering. Because that’s a sight for Subaru alone as he will force you to leave with him, but he does attempt to restraint himself until you do something that drives him mad.

Wrapping his arm around your waist.

          Even though Subaru denies it he enjoys holding you close and feeling your warmth, it’s comforting. Even though he claims that it’s to keep you from being bothersome and getting lost. It also sends a clear sign that you belong to him.

              Wrapping an arm around your waist, Subaru held you close to his side as he glared at the male who had been stare at you from behind the counter of the ice cream shop. As ice cold dread sapped away at their coloring leaving them paler as they looked away causing Subaru to smirk with amusement.
   Focusing on you Subaru watched as you took a bite of ice cream, as he suddenly grabbed your chin and made you look up at him. As he leaned down to lightly kiss you, parting your lips with his own. Subaru slipped his tongue instead your mouth tasting the ice cream as a blush began to color his when he suddenly pulled away as you swallowed with a blush that matched his.
    “Let’s go right now, I can’t control myself much longer.” Subaru growled in a raspy voice as your eyes widen and he stood up, pulling you with him.
   "It appears my claim on your isn’t good enough, I’ll have to make more when we get home, so prepare yourself.“ He whispered in your ear as he smirked and warned,
    "Once I start I won’t stop till I satisfy my hunger with your body and blood.”

[…] And then he felt warm, delicate fingers sliding between his own. A soft palm rested against his.

He ripped his gaze from her face—when had she started smiling? She’d been confused just a minute ago—and looked at their suddenly-joined hands. The hand that had been resting on her backpack was now holding onto his hand where it hovered in the air. Her fingers were threaded through his, the heel of her smaller palm pressed flat against the center of his larger one.

His eyes flew back to her face in disbelief. Some of her hair had fallen around her face, framing it with inky black. A soft flush had warmed the skin of her cheeks, and she was still smiling at him, beautiful and bright.       

“Is that what you’ve been trying to do all day?” she asked quietly.

He could only nod dumbly.

-from Just Wanna Hold Your Hand by @mustardyellowsunshine


Helloooo lovelies! I’ve tried my best with this one, but it’s all I could come up with. This one was a request. I hope you guys enjoy it and if you’d like, send me an ask or a request or just come talk, I’m all ears! B xx

This one is about getting caught.

Originally posted by thatannoyingneighbour

It was maddening. The trace of his hands on her skin, the scorching heat of his kisses against her neck and collarbones, the pressure of his hips against her, pining her to the wall and making it impossible for her not to moan loudly when he’d press forward, the hardness of his cock pressing against her center in a insanely good way.


Harry and her had met years ago, when she was visiting a friend in common. After chatting for hours, they had exchanged numbers and never stopped talking again. Your after tour, year after year, there she was - standing on the side, making friends with every single person on the crew, but specially Lou. She had a thing for make up and hair, always wanting to learn a new trick so both girls ended up bonding, never mind the age difference. The boys, after seeing Harry wouldn’t give her up so easily, ended up warming up to her and what once was just politeness turned to friendship. They were close, much closer than when they first met, always hanging out together, even though they weren’t on tour.

She had a special place for Harry, though. They had met first and they shared so much in common, she couldn’t quite shake the feelings she had from the start. Scared she’d lose him, she had kept her mouth shut and rode the waves of his life without as much as a word in. Every new girl was like a punch in the gut. It was always the same thing: new girl, loads of crying, a weird break up story, her comforting him and then they moved on with their lives.

That was until six months ago, when she had had enough of it. She was so done with having to hide her feelings, so done with not being with him the way she wanted to, that she exploded.

They were back at his place in London, after he’d dragged her to Saint Barths, then LA for a few months and he was talking about his latest girl when she had enough.

“I’m gonna go back home.” She stated, sipping on her tea and not looking at him.

“Wh- what? Why?” Harry asked, the tone of surprise tinting his voice, a frown etched in his brow as he looked at her.

“I think -” she started, furrowing her brows and looking at the wall opposite to her, the cold of the tiles on her feet and up her legs, chilling her to the bone. It was still winter cold and even though the heating was on, she had forgotten to put pants and socks on. She regretted that decision now, feeling much more comfortable if she was completely dressed while confronting him like this. “I think I’ve fulfilled my purpose here. You wanted company, you’ve had me. Now you have your-” she gulped down a scorching sip of her tea, like it was tequila, so she’d have the guts to say the word.“… Your girlfriend and I don’t think she’d appreciate me being around you so much.”

“Where did that come from? What girlfriend?” He almost spit the word out, making her look at him with a raised brow and a look of incredulity on her face.

“You know who I’m talking about. And it hasn’t come from anything. I just don’t feel comfortable here anymore.” She explained, as good as she could, without putting her feelings on the discussion.

It had been months. They had been traveling together for months, here and there with his family and friends, always with her behind him, always together, touching, talking, cuddling, sharing drunken nights and hangover mornings. Her feelings had been driving her mad with want, his smile twisting at her heart, his voice and his touches, even though they were innocent enough, burned on her skin and tormented her on her sleep. He was no longer her best friend to her, he was the man she loved and she didn’t think she could cope with another heart break, after so many.

“Since when do you not feel comfortable around me?” He asked, a tone of hurt on his voice, as he raised to his feet and came closer to her, leaning against the wall she had been staring at through this whole exchange, making it impossible for her to look away from his eyes.

“It doesn’t matter since when, what matters is that I don’t wanna be here anymore!” She said, her voice rising in pitch. She hated when he tried to pull things out of her, she hated that she couldn’t lie to him, no matter how much she tried.

“You’re my best friend, I thought we had agree you’d be spending the break with me, I thought we had a deal.” He said, arms tight against his chest, face pulled in with a feeling she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

They were silent for a long time after that. They had a deal, she couldn’t deny it. They had made arrangements for the next six months, until he had to go shoot for Dunkirk and she knew it’d upset him to break their plans, but she couldn’t keep this going without losing her mind. The silence was so heavy she could almost listen to the corks on his head turning, trying to make sense of her decision.

“What is it that you’re hiding from me?” It was like a click. His stance had changed, as he uncrossed his arms and took a step forward, a determined look on his eyes, making him look almost dpretatorial. Her eyes widened as she took a step back and that struck a cord on him, making him falter. She had never pulled away from him, not even when she was mad and it was a sign that something was very wrong indeed, that she was hiding and that he needed to find out what it was if he didn’t want her gone. “You are hiding something.” He stated and she took another step back, setting her tea on the counter with shaking hands.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not hiding anything.” She said, crossing her arms and turning her back to him, pretending to busy herself with putting away the things she used to make their breakfast.

“Why can’t you look me in the eye? What have I done?” Harry asked. She could hear the hurt on his voice and it haunted her, making an unpleasant feeling set on her stomach.

“You haven’t-” she started, leaving the apple juice on top of the table, before turning around to face him. She knew this would ruin everything, she knew she would probably regret it with every fiber in her being, but she owed him. She owed him honesty. “You haven’t done anything. It’s me, I’m the problem.”

Her eyes were glued to the floor and the more she thought about what she was about to do, the more she wanted to scream. Her hands were shaking and her eyes were already teary, a lump on her throat.

“I- I know we’ve been friends for a long time now, so I think I owe you the truth, even if this ruins everything.” She said, her voice shaky and weak. “I know you’re not available and I’m not asking you for anything, it’s jus-” she mumbled, stalling and trying to get some time. “I love you, Harry.”

“I know you do, I love you too-” he started and she grunted, pulling her hair in frustration.

“Don’t be daft!” She exclaimed, looking up at him. “What I’m trying to say is that I love you. I’m in love with you. How can you be so clueless?!” Her  frustration was clear in her voice and she knew she was looking like s crazy person, but at the moment, she didn’t really care.

“Babe, I-” Harry looked at her with eyes as wide as saucers, his hands laying limply on his sides, shock all over his features. She knew this would happen.

“No. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. You were not supposed to know this and if you didn’t press me so much, you would’ve just let me leave without any problem.” She told him, anger boiling inside her.

“But that’s the thing, I don’t want you to leave…” He started, sounding lost and almost sad. He looked sad but she couldn’t let it get to her, not now.

“You can’t have everything! I know I always let go of my own problems and wants and needs for you, but I won’t do it this time.” She said, breathing in deeply before continuing. “I’m not asking you for anything. I’m just not comfortable anymore and as long as I feel like this, I believe we need to keep some distance.” She didn’t know how or why she was being so cold and unmoving about this. All she knew was that she couldn’t deal with seeing him with her, she couldn’t stand being his second choice time and time again.

“I never meant to-” Harry started, brows furrowed and shoulders slumped. He looked defeated and she had only seen him like that once before. She didn’t like being the reason for it, but it wasn’t like she could help it.

“Save it.” She breathed out. “I’ll leave as soon as I finish packing.”

And that was it. For a month, they had kept apart, not talking or hanging out. She avoided him like the plague, even when he’d call. She’d ignored every call, every text message, every tweet, every whatsapp message for a long excruciating month. It wasn’t like she was moving on, oh no. She was still utterly and completely in love with him. It was just that she was afraid. Afraid and ashamed she had let herself get dragged into those feelings and ruining their friendship.

She was back home from a hard day of work when her problems came banging at her door. Literally. She had just finished showering and changing into some flimsy shorts and an old sweater when she heard insistent knocks at her door.

Jumping up from the couch and looking carefully through the peephole, she saw him. His face was red from the cold weather outside, his hair disheveled and his eyes looking troublesome. She didn’t want to open the door, her embarrassment making it difficult for her to face him.

“I know you’re in there, I saw you going in. I’ve been waiting in the car for an hour now. Please let me go inside.” His voice was like a punch to her gut, velvety smooth and demanding. In times like these, when she hadn’t seen in a long time, it was his voice that she missed most. The deep and rough quality of it, but still gentle and smooth, which made the butterflies in her stomach turn upside down in flutters.

Taking a deep breath, she turned the knob and opened the door, facing him. The look on his eyes made her shake to her core. He looked sad, sad like she had never seen him before and that did not sit well with her.

“May I come in?” He asked, voice strained and shoulders squared up, like he was trying to make her look past his sadness, like he was trying to show her how strong he actually was.

“Always with the manners…” She mumbled before turning aside, giving him space to come in.

He looked uncomfortable, to say the least. He was fidgety and shaking, but that must’ve been because of the cold. England was nothing like L.A.

“What are you doing here?” She asked, after being silent for a long time, just looking at him while he tried to make himself comfortable on her sofa.

“Can’t I visit a friend?” He asked and her eyebrows shot up in surprise. If he was going to play dumb, she wouldn’t let him.

“Yeah, you can. If you were actually talking to that friend, which, if you don’t remember, we’re not. I’m not talking to you.” She said, arms crossed across her front and anger in her eyes.

“That’s your own choice. I’ve tried to talk to you, many times and you kept ignoring me.” He said, no expression on his face as he played with his bottom lip. She kept her gaze beyond him, at the wall behind where he was sitting. It was easier to keep her mind clear and focused.

“I told you that until I stopped feeling like I do, we should keep our distance.” She said, a pout setting on her lips. Why couldn’t he understand that they needed some time apart? It was for her sake as well as his and he needed to give her that.

“You decided that yourself. Where does my opinion come into this?” His arched eyebrow told her he wasn’t playing around. He looked annoyed, he looked angry and they both knew it was her fault. She just didn’t understand why he was so affected by it if whatever it was she was feeling would bring misery to them both.

“Your opinion doesn’t matter, Harry, not on this. This is my problem and I want to solve it my way.” She was stubborn, he couldn’t argue with that.

“Your problem involves me, therefore it makes it my problem too.” He deadpanned and she grunted, stomping her foot once and making him widen his eyes at her. She was acting like a child and she knew it, but he was so frustrating it made her lose her damn mind.

“Harry…” She sighed and looked him in the eyes for the first time since he’d come through the door. “When I said I was in love with you, I was not kidding. I’ve been struggling with these feelings for months now and I don’t want to lose you over it.” Her hands were shaking, but she had to tell him. Now that she started, she couldn’t stop the words from rolling off of her tongue. “I’ve been close to you for years, always seeing you go from girl to girl and I was always on the background, always seeing other people making you happy and I’m done with it. I’m done feeling sorry for myself, I’m done hurting and trying to pretend everything is ok, I’m done pretending I don’t feel anything for you!” Her voice was raising and she couldn’t control her breathing anymore. Her hands were shaking so much she couldn’t keep still. “It’s hard enough not having you around, but when you’re close I just… I can’t do this anymore. Can you please understand that?” She cried out, her eyes filled with tears, as she sniffles and rubbed her face with her hands.

“I can’t understand that if I’m gonna lose you over it.” He shook his head and her eyes snapped up at him.

Anger burning in her fingertips as she took two big steps until she had her finger pointing right at his face, while he sat down looking at her dumbfounded. He’d never seen her in such a state before, but it was too late to take back what he’d said.

“I don’t fucking care! I am TRYING to not lose you over it, that’s why I asked you for some distance but you are fuckin’ spoiled prick that doesn’t know when to fucking stop!” She was screaming by then, her face red with anger and her breathing coming out in short puffs, her lungs burning with the effort. “I love you and I won’t hide it just to make you comfortable so if you don’t want to lose our friendship, as you say, you need to give me some fucking spac-“ She was about to push him when Harry leaned up, taking her face into his hands and pulling her in and locking their lips, her words dying on his lips. She was breathless and her heart was roaring on her ears, the heat of his lips on her making her dizzy as she reached for his shoulders, to push him or pull him closer, she didn’t know. Her fingers clutched the soft fabric of his jumper as he pushed forward a bit more, dipping his tongue tentatively against her lips before pulling back a bit. Her gasp was audible and when she opened her eyes, the green of Harry’s irises were staring right back at her, unreadable.

She was about to pull back and run for the hills when Harry placed his thumb on her chin, the slight force making her part her lips before he leaned forward again and kissed her. His top lip fitting between hers as his tongue licked her bottom one and he nipped it with his teeth, making a jolt of heat and evergy run through her body, She was feeling boneless in his arms, too shocked to ask what was happening, too enamored to push him away. It seemed like her body had a mind of his own as her tongue tangled with his and her hand reached to his curls, the smell of apples and soap making her heart swell. They kissed for what seemed like an eternity, until their lungs were begging for mercy and their tongues were tired, lips swollen and red.

“I’m-“ he started but she pushed away, her hand covering her lips.

“Don’t say you’re sorry.” She begged before she could stop herself. That she couldn’t take.

“I wasn’t going to!” He exclaimed, suddenly annoyed at her. “If you’d let me do the talking for once, you’d know that I’m here to tell you that I-“ Harry started, his words stumbling into each other on their way out of his mouth and he breathed forcefully before continuing. “I’m here to tell you that I’m in love with you.”

It was like a shock to her system. Her body almost convulsed with the impact of his words and she sucked in a breath. If he was trying to make her die from shock, he was managing it.

“Wh- what?” She asked, genuinely confused. It wasn’t like she expected her feelings to be reciprocated. She was used to being the friend not the girlfriend.

“Babe, I- I didn’t know we were allowed to say we liked each other.” Harry shrugged, green eyes suddenly shy and weary. “For a long time, I pushed them away cause I thought you wanted nothing t’do with me and that’s why I reacted so badly at first but I can’t, can’t keep lying to you and to everyone else.”


Her hands were running up his back, nails nicking at the sensitive skin and leaving a red path on their wake. She felt Harry’s plump lips against her throat, the warmth of his breath shaking her to her core. His hands were strong and knew their way across her body, pushing all her buttons until he reduced her to a sweaty, moaning and needy mess, shaky thighs and pulsing core.

Right now, he had a hand on her pants, her back pressed to the wall as his fingers plunged deep inside her walls, the heel of his hand pressing firmly against her needy clit.

“Harry, fu-fuck!” She moaned in his ear, her thighs shaking against his sides and her walls clenching against his digits.

“C’mon baby girl, c’mon… I can feel how close you are, give t’me yeah?!” He urged her on, hooking his fingers and pumping against her spot, causing a shiver to run down her entire body.

“Harry, fuck, fuck, fuck, please Harry, please I-“ Her words died on her lips as she lunged forward, arm wrapped tightly around Harry’s neck, face hidden in the crook of his neck as she shook and came around his fingers, the feeling of his teeth sinking into her shoulder only adding to the storm of sensations that were blinding her.

“Well, happy fookin’ birthday, I guess!” The thick irish accent pulled her back from her high in a split second. The shock all over Harry’s face made her feel instantly mortified.

“Didn’t you two were fuckin’, could’ve told us!” The Yorkshire slow drag of Louis’ voice was enough to send her into a complete state of shock.

They had all gone on a small vacation, just a few days to celebrate her birthday and catch up with all the new projects the boys were doing during their break. Harry was the one to organize it, especially because he had just finished filming and needed a nice get away, to rest and get back to himself, her birthday was just the excuse to get them all back together.

“We’re not fucking.” Harry said, voice thick with shame and a bit of a shakiness to it. “She’s m’girlfriend.” He announced. She was still hiding against his neck, too embarrassed to even consider showing her face to the others.

“Nice of you to let us know. Well boys, I think it’s time for us to leave.” Liam’s cheery voice made her groan against Harry, pressing forward and holding him tighter against her. They would never live this down.

“Give’er a nice fuck, ey, Harry. It’ll be better than the present we got.” Niall joked and Harry flipped him off, throwing whatever it was he had within his reach as the boys laughed and scrambled out of the hotel room. “Fookin’ rabbits…” Niall breathed out as he closed the door.

“Oh my God.” She exclaimed, her face burning and looking as red as a tomato.

“Don’t worry, love. They’ll forget about it soon.” Harry reassured her, leaving a kiss against her temple.

“But Harry!” She whined. He couldn’t help but laugh, the situation too unbelievable for him to comprehend. His eyes scrunched up as he thre his head back, the image of her face full of shock still playing on his mind, a hand on his mouth to stop the loud cackles of his laughter to reach their neighbors.

“I’m sorry but you should’ve seen their faces!” Harry cackled, hand holding his tummy as he doubled over, tears in his eyes and breathing harsh, unnable to stop himself.

“Stop laughing, it’s not funny!” She exclaimed, trying to hold it in as he kept up. “Stop laughing or I won’t suck you off for a month!” She threatened, Harry reigning himself in almost immediately,

“Heeeey, that’s not fair!” A pout took over his mouth as he tried to hold in his giggles.

“Try me.” She crossed her arms, the smirk fighting against her pout, making Harry laugh at her attempt to remain serious.

“I wouldn’t let you and you’d miss my cock too much.” He mumbled, arms wrapping around her middle as he leaned down, kissing the tip of her nose.

“Oh my God.” She grumbled, hiding her face as the blush came back to haunt her.

“Forget about them and let me make it up to you.” He whispered, already pulling her back to bed.

“You’re such a shithead.” She joked, laughing as he pushed her to the bed, her hair fanning across the white sheets.

“Let’s see if you’ll still think I’m that bad while I have my cock buried deep in your pussy.” He smirked, spreading her legs and pressing a kiss against her knees. “But first, let me have a taste…”


Expired Film II

***exposures taken from a roll of old 1990’s Fujicolor Press 800 35mm film that I found on the sidewalk in Fishtown in November. I have 3 rolls of this stuff, these are from my initial test roll to see if the film was still good. Photos taken using a Canon Canonet QL17 Rangefinder. 

Nov/Dec 2014 

InkTober #28. Today’s press conference from the Center for Whale Research was heart-breaking; the death of J28 Polaris, her older daughter Star trying to save her little brother J54 Dipper, with him covered in tooth marks from her trying to keep him above the surface. Star trying to catch enough salmon for the three of them. I just don’t know what to say. No fish, no blackfish. We are doing this to these animals. RIP Polaris and Dipper.

Shawn Mendes Imagine ☆


☆Song(s):Pillowtalk by Zayn 


He smirked as my back roughly made contact with the wall behind me. Looking into his eyes, I watched that the rage and aggravation turn into lust. The look in his eyes made my knees go weak as he pressed his body into mine. A soft moan slipped from my lips, as his mouth traveled from my jaw to my neck. My hands soon found themselves tangled in his hair as he sucked and bit on my now sensitive skin. 

Mine…” He mumbled as he pulled away taken off his shirt as my hands reached out grabbing him by his shoulders and crashing my lips back onto him. He hummed in approval as I arched my back. and lifted my arms allow him to slide my shirt off. 

“Please…” I muttered as he traced my zipper before roughly tugging it down along with my pants and underwear. I gasped as his thumb pressed to my center sending a soaring pleasure through my body. 

Looking into my eyes he smiled before pulling away sightly, as our breathes became one. It wasn’t long before my legs where wrapped around him as he entered me. Moaning into the kiss, he smiled tugging on my bottom lip as his hands rested on the wall besides me. My back arched as he pulled my waist closer. I could feel the tighten of my stomach as he lifted me higher and higher on the wall. 

“Right there Shawn, right there…” I breathed as he smiled and pressed a soft kiss as I came undone before him. Groaning he let loose, as he rested his forehead on mine. Looking into his eyes, he smiled placing me back down on my two feet. 

“I love you so much babe…” He muttered as I smiled and ran a hand through his hair. 

“Even after what I did?” I asked with a smirk as he chuckled and pulled me closer. 

“Even after what you did..”