she's so gorgeous wow just wow

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nurseydex accidently meeting in a coffeeshop a few years after they break up

’“Holy shit!”

Derek ducks down behind the partition of the coffee bar.

“Shit? Shit! Wait – why shit?” Ginny ducks down behind the partition with him, peeking carefully around from their spot on the floor to scan the seating area.

“Who we hiding from, D?”

And thank Bittle for having Ginny with him. She’s the only person he knows besides maybe Chris who would actually hide out with him.

“My ex.”

“Ooh, yeah. Which one?”

And bless sweet Gin’s heart. They’d met in grad school post-Epic-Heartbreak. She can’t know that there’s only ever been one ex to break Derek’s chill.

“The one from Samwell.”

“Oh well, yeah, that I figured. No way you’d go ducking around corners for August or Victor. I meant, which one is he?”

And, huh, maybe she did know.

“Is it the buff blonde? Nah - he’s too buff. And blonde. What about tall, dark and hipster with the skateboard? Mmm - nah, that’d be too much hipster in one relationship.”

“I’m not a hipster.”

“You keep telling yourself that, bud. But maybe it’s….ooooooh. Please, please, please tell me it’s the redhead giving mad arm porn right now!”

“Fuck.”

“Daaaaamn, Derek.”

And yeah, while Will’s always been beautiful, his post-grad glow-up was undeniable.

He’d grown his hair out up top and actually styled it into something soft and modern. He’d clearly still been working out if the arm porn was any indication. And sweet Bittle he’d apparently been spending real time out in the southern California sun because his freckles were popping.

“You let him go? Shit. Alright. So, what’s the game plan here? We gonna try sneaking past? Or - I could cause a commotion and you can run out. Or –”

“You could actually pick up your ‘venti iced skinny hazelnut macchiato, sugar-free syrup, extra shot, light ice, no whip’ monstrosity and just come say hi.”

Will’s gorgeously freckled face peaks over the partition where he’s waving Derek’s order.

“Hi, Dexy.”

“I knew no one else actually ordered this thing.”

“Oh wow. He knows you, man.”

Did Derek say he loved Ginny?

“Dex, Ginny. Ginny, Dex.”

Derek watches as Will’s old guard goes up as he takes Ginny in. He gets it, she’s gorgeous: dark skin and darker hair, open smile, miles of leg visible even while they’re both crouched on the ground.

“Hi Dex, wow! This is incredibly awkward.” Ginny whirls as she gets up, trips a bit, as she tries to keep Dex in her line of sight. “So nice to meet you, though! Heard tons about you. Great things! Wonderful. I’m just gonna wait outside. Ok, bye!”

“She’s cute.”

And Derek can’t tell what that tone is trying to communicate, but he breathes deeply as he pushes himself to his feet. It may have been a few years, but he hasn’t completely forgotten how to do this.

“She is, and also in a pretty committed relationship with her library and law school, right now.”

“Oh.”

“Will, we’re just friends.”

Who knew watching him blush would still send butterflies dancing in Derek’s gut.

“That’s not actually my business anymore. You’re not my – Gah. Do-over.”

Do-overs had become an essential part of their relationship: a way to keep conversations from devolving into a circle of blunders.

“What brings you out to Cali, Derek?”

“Uh, just one last hurrah! I, uh, I’ve got some pretty big deadlines coming up this fall, and yeah, just wanted a chance to get away before things get intense.”

“Intense? You’re writing!”

“Yeah. Found a publisher and everything.”

“Of course you would.”

“Alright, Mr. Tech-Wunderkind.”

“I’m just a programmer, Derek.”

“For Google.”

“Yeah, well.” And he does that Country-Boy hand to his neck thing as the sun flashes through the window behind him, and Derek’s heart does something complicated in his chest.

“Well it was good seeing you, Dex. I should, uh, catch up with Ginny, though, so uh, yeah. Thanks for grabbing my drink.”

With one last wave, Derek turns and exits the shop without doing anything embarassing like knocking over someone’s drink or stumbling over someone’s backpack.

Ginny bounces on the balls of her feet when he comes out.

“Wow, so he was definitely hot. Was that ok? Was he cool?”

“He is. It was. He was.”

“Cool, cool, cool.”

“Very chill.”

“But….?”

“Derek!” He turns and finds Will barrelling out the door behind  them.

“Dex?”

“Stop calling me that.”

“What difference does it make what I –”

“I just – What’re the chances we just run into each other again. I don’t know. I just wanted to hear –”

“Will.”

Will looks like Derek feels. A little bit punch-drunk, a little bit hopeful.

“Come to dinner with me.”

“Oooh! Go to dinner with him!”

Ginny.

“It just seems like a good idea!” Her whisper-shout is equal parts adorable and unchill.

“Please?”

“Yeah, ok.”

“Woooot!”

“I’m just gonna go drop her off. Somewhere. Anywhere.”

“Alright, I’ll text you the location.”


Sitting across from Will again is just as intense as Derek remembers it.

Will’s intentional, direct, interested, challenging in a way that leaves Nursey both breathless and keyed up.

It’s like being at Samwell again and not at all. None of the impatience, much more understanding, and so much hope.

“What’re we doing, Will?”

Brown eyes twinkle at him mischievously. “Eating dinner, Derek.”

“Dex.”

Will’s chuckle is warm and low and utterly devoid of anything defensive. Derek loves it.

“What do you want us to be doing?”

“It didn’t work out last time.”

“Yeah, but we were scared. And idiots.”

“We kinda were.”

“Me especially.”

“Will, no.”

“Derek, yes. I couldn’t see how you could possibly want me, especially when I wasn’t even there to remind you that I’m your favorite idiot to argue with. It drove me crazy to think about you with someon–”

The benefit of eating at the bar is not having a pesky table to stop you from cutting off dumb, beautiful, redheads ridiculousness with a long overdue kiss.

“I just wanted you.”

“I just want you, if that’s still an option.”

Definitely, still an option.”

First date

Okay, this imagine is not only the longest that I’ve written but also the one I’ve spent hours with. 4 hours I needed for it but I’m honestly proud of this work. Hopefully, you guys will like it too. Please give me some feedback, I really appreciate evry opinon. Sorry for typos and grammar mistakes. Enjoy my lovelies! Btw, Harry looks like the picture above in the story! (Both pics are not mine!)


“How are you feeling, babe?” (Y/N)’s best friend asked her as (Y/N) was observing herself in front of the mirror for the last time. To say that she was nervous was an understatement, she was hell terrified of the upcoming night even though there was no reason to be. Deep down she knew everything would go just fine and she had not have to be worried about it at all. But still, her legs were so shaky that (Y/N) felt like they would give up steadying her when she even dared to walk. And not to mention her heart. Her heart beat increased faster, threatening to rip off her chest in two the more she thought about the date she would have in an hour. She took a deep breath to calm down her nerves, to get rid off of the uncertainty that was consuming her. Breathe in, breathe out. Relax. She reminded herself nonstop. How bad could it be? It was just a date.

Yes, it was just a date but which girl would not freak out if she was asked for a date by the one and only Harry Styles?

She was still perplexed if she was being honest. How come that someone like Harry wanted to date somebody like her?

(Y/N) turned around and a pout appeared on her lips as she looked at the black dress that adorned her body. She wore it only on certain occasions or when it came to important events that she had to attend. She was never the type of girl who liked to be overdressed to be fancied by a man. No, she always stuck to natural beauty, preferring a less amount of makeup on her face even though her job was contrary to what she usually held on to. She was a makeup artist, working alongside Lou Teasdale, a very close friend of Harry’s. That’s how she met him.

Lou once took her on a  gathering where her famous friends met each other, among them were people like Nick Grimshaw or Lottie Tomlinson. (Y/N) was quite honored to meet each one of them, but when she was face to face with Harry Styles it honestly felt like she achieved at least something in her life. Okay, that was definitely an exaggeration but it really gave her that feeling. She was a fan of him you can say.

“Do you think I look slutty?” (Y/N) questioned her friend. Her ass was sticking out obviously too much for her liking and matter how much her friend tried to convince her that she looked fine and sexy as fuck, she couldn’t stop doubting it.

“Slutty? Are you kidding me? You don’teven wear something that makes you look like a slut. Geeze, you look more like a nun if you ask me.”

(Y/N) threw her pillow at her friend who had a cheeky grin on her lips.

“Not funny.” She mumbled, turning around to face her reflection and adjusted her dress.

“ Relax, it was just a joke, girl. Calm down. You look really good and Harry will definitely fall down on his knees because he’ll be so overwhelmed by your amazing beauty. Hell, if I was gay I would totally want to date you. I mean those boobs and this ass-wow! ”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes at her, shaking her head. ”I don’t feel like I’m okay. Maybe I should call off?”

“No way this is happening!” Her friend called outraged, standing up from the bed she was sitting on the whole time and placing herself behind (Y/N).  With laying her hands on her shoulders she continued speaking. “You’re going to on that date and you’re going to have so much fun, okay? Babes, I totally know how you’re feeling and I understand. If Harry Styles asked me out I would have probably burned down an entire city out of happiness but I promise it’s going to the best date that you’ve ever had. And the sex you will have afterwards will be mind-blowing, I’m sure.”

“I’m not going there to get laid and neither plan on doing it.” (Y/N) replied, an annoyed tone underlined her statement.

“But you can’t deny that you haven’t wasted a thought on it.” Both girls laughed because it was indeed a true fact and (Y/N) reminded herself of why she loved her so dearly. (Y/F/N) always did everything to cheer her up, to put a smile on her face. In her hardest times she was there for (Y/N), wiped off her tears ,never left her side for once and supported her countless of times. (Y/F/B) was more like a sister to her. A sister she never had. They were so close and a lot of experiences and memories bonded them to each other.

“Come on, let’s finish getting you ready.” (Y/F/N) suggested and led her to the dressing table where she made (Y/N)’s hair and makeup.

***

Meanwhile, somewhere in London in a fancy and quite expensive penthouse, a young man went back and forth to check up if everything was prepared and was going well as he planned. Harry spent hours in his kitchen to prepare a delicious meal for his date and he was quite proud of himself. Hopefully, (Y/N) would like it.

He took a look at the dining table which he decorated with two plates, forks, knives and wine glasses a few minutes prior. He also made sure to scatter some rose petals on the table and he even lightened two red candles. With the soft music playing in the background, a very romantic atmosphere was created, exactly how Harry wanted it. Normally, he was not a romantic guy in his opinion but the sight in front of him proved that he could be if he gave a little bit of effort.

Checking up the time, which told him that he had no longer than fifteen minutes, Harry hurried to the kitchen and took the dessert he made out of the fridge. Mousse-au-chocolat with raspberries on top.

He placed it on the dining table and voila, the evening could begin. He immediately ran to the bathroom to check up himself. Running his hands through his messy hair, he tried to fix them so at least it looked like something. With spraying a few splashes of his favorite cologne before, he brushed his teeth afterwards.

Harry couldn’t remember when it was the last time he had been so excited for a date. With his busy schedule in the past, the touring, the interviews and songwriting in the past, he never had the time to get to know somebody or ask them out. His busy lifestyle never allowed him to find somebody that he liked very much and to date her. Even though he talked to (Y/N) only a few times when Lou brought her to the gatherings, he knew she was something special. The first moment he laid his eyes on her he just wanted to make sure that no one except for him could make a move on her. He wanted to make her his. He would love to call her his girlfriend sometime, to introduce her to his family and friends. Yet he was afraid of how the media and the fans would react if they ever found out but at the end they had to live with the fact.

“You already think like she was yours.” He mumbled to himself, fixing his white shirt, wrinkling its sleeves up to his elbows.

He was wondering how the night would end. Before he dared to ask her out for a date, he’d been a nervous wreck. He was scared she would turn him down. But as a “Yes” escaped her beautiful lips, Harry was so relieved he could have jumped out of happiness. However, in front of her colleagues, he thought it was a good idea not to do it. He felt like he had already embarrassed her in front of them.

At point 8 PM, Harry perceived a knock on his door and he breathed in and out deeply as he went to open it.

(Y/N) who was standing behind the door patiently, tried to stay calm. All the way long to Harry’s she reassured herself that everything was going to be just fine and she would enjoy the night with him. Her hands became slightly sweaty as she heard footsteps reaching the door.

“Here we go.” She mumbled under her breath. She put on a smile on her lips as the door was finally opened.

But her smile slightly faded as she faced him. Her heart stopped its beating and she felt a huge amount of warmth spreading through her whole body. She was out of words. He looked absolutely handsome. Beautiful. Angelic.

He wore a white shirt and she could see the outlines of his tattoos underneath. His legs were adorned by tight black jeans and black boots covered his feet.

But she wasn’t the only one who was speechless and knocked out of breath. Harry, Harry was totally mesmerized by her, blinded by her beauty. He could have indeed fallen on his knees in front of her, just like (Y/F/N) predicted. Her normally straight hair was curled and that black dressed fitted to her body perfectly. She was absolutely breath-taking.

The two of them stared into each other’s eyes for a while before (Y/N) could regain herself and made the first move.

“Hello Harry.” She smiled at him with slight red cheeks. His gaze on her was warm but she still felt uncomfortable.

“(Y/N)…” He only breathed out. He knew he made a fool himself right now by staring at her instead of inviting her in but who could blame him? “You look- (Y/N), you’re- wow.” That was it. Just wow. Gorgeous.

“Thanks.” (Y/N) replied sheepishly. “You look handsome yourself. May I come in?”

“Of course, of course.” Harry stepped aside so she had full access to enter his fancy penthouse.

“May I take your jacket?” He asked her, helping her out of it like the gentleman that he is.

(Y/N) thanked him for his kindness and Harry led her to the living room. Her eyes widened as she entered the room. Everything looked so elegant and just like Harry but it seemed hella expensive. Even the furniture. (Y/N) didn’t want to know how much he probably had spent for the couch she was sitting on.

“Do you want something to drink?” Harry inquired. “Water, wine, juice?”

“Thanks, I’m fine.” (Y/N) responded.

“How was the ride?”

“It was okay.” She offered him another smile. “I just had some difficulties with finding the address. But I’m glad I made it on time.”

“I’m sorry about that.” Harry said, returning the smile (Y/N) gave him. So beautiful, he thought.

“No need to apologize. I’m here now.”

They had a small conversation of how they had been in the past weeks and what they had been doing before Harry invited her to the dining room. (Y/N)’s eyes went wide open as she saw the beautiful decorated dining table. Just like how she imagined it to be.

“Harry…” She spoke, touched by his effort. “You really didn’t have to do that. I would have been fine with take outs as well.”

“You’re worth more than just take outs, (Y/N).” He said, pushing her chair back slight so she could take a place. “And you’re a terrible lair.”

“I’m not-“

“Do you want some wine?” Harry cut her off, pointing to a bottle of red wine in his hand.

“Sure, I would love to.” He tilted the bottle carefully and poured some wine in her glass. They clinked their glasses and took a gulp of it.

Placing her glass next to her plate, (Y/N) glanced at the meal in front of her. Harry had prepared pesto pasta with grilled chicken and it looked so alluringly delicious to her. She probably could never prepare such a meal. She was quite clumsy when it came to cooking. She admired his cooking skills. Maybe he could teach her how to cook sometime.

“You can start if you want to.” Harry offered and (Y/N) obeyed, taking a small bite from her plate. Harry observed her features intensely as she chew the food in her mouth. He was insecure how she would find it. With the look on her face he could neither tell that she liked or that she hated it.

(Y/N) however didn’t mean to make him feel that way. She only needed time to enjoy the food she was tasting. And it tasted heavenly.

“Not bad, Styles.” She said with her thumps up and Harry let out a relieved breath. “I’m impressed.”

“May I say something?”

“Sure.”

“You almost gave me a heart attack.” Harry laughed. “I thought I did bad.”

“Oh no…I’m sorry. It tastes really delicious.” (Y/N) blushed. “I never ate something cooked by a male and it is very admirable how you managed it.”

“Thank you.”  Harry responded. At the same time he felt honored and proud of himself because he was the first man in (Y/N)’s life who cooked for her.

While eating, they talked about different stuff. Harry was very interested in her life which he showed by asking her numerous of questions. He got to know her family and friends, the people she grew up with and the ones who made her the person she was today. Harry watched her in awe as she passionately spoke about her job and stuff that she liked because he loved the shine that formed in her eyes. Inwardly he really hoped that one day he would be also the cause of this shine in those mesmerizing orbs of hers.

When he was talking (Y/N) could not stop but to be focused on his lips. She had never expected that words could sound so beautiful when they came out of his mouth. His voice was so indescribably amazing and soothing, she could have listened to him all day without any interruptions. The most important thing was that he was talking. The way he pronounced a word, the way his British accent would underline them, it was to melt away. But the way he spoke out her name was even more beautiful. Whenever he used to say her name, a shiver would run down her spine, giving her chills in her whole body. He had lips of an angel. (Y/N) wondered how they would feel on hers, how it would feel to kiss an angel.

She woke out of her trance as Harry looked at her worriedly.

“Excuse me?”

“I just asked if you wanted a bit more of the pasta.”

She shook her head smilingly. “Thanks but I’m quite fed up. It was really delicious, Harry. Great job! I would love to eat more of your cooking sometime.”

“I’d be honored. Would you like to eat the dessert on the balcony?” He pointed at the area behind him. (Y/N) agreed with a nod but before that she made sure to help him putting the dishes into the sink in the kitchen. Harry appreciated her help but told her that she had not to do it. She shrugged her shoulders, telling him it was fine for her. After the table was tidied up, Harry took the cups with mousse-au-chocolat while (Y/N) took the wine glasses and the wine bottle and the two of them entered the balcony.

Even though it was already in the evening, the weather was still warm enough. Harry had an area with a tiny table and lounger. They had a perfect view on the city and (Y/N) held onto the railing while admiring the view in front of her. The moon and the stars emphasized it wonderfully.

Harry joined her but instead of looking at the same direction as (Y/N) he rather looked at her because she was the one and only beauty there. He had no idea if he was ever able to avert his eyes away from her, she was so captivating. She smiled and had her eyes closed, just listening to the noises from London’s streets. The wind was slightly blowing into her face, moving the curly strands of hair. Harry had the urge to touch them because he knew they’d be soft on his fingers.

(Y/N) caught him staring at her, a blush crept its way on her cheeks.

“You look beautiful when you blush.” Harry admitted.

“Thank you.” (Y/N) said. She wondered how many times she had thanked him the night. Probably a thousand times. Suddenly, she felt his fingers between hers and the warmth of his hands overwhelming hers.

“I really enjoyed our date, (Y/N).” He admitted. “I would love to ask you on a date again. Only if you want to of course.”

She nodded her head in agreement. “Yes, that sounds like a very good idea.” She knew she couldn’t let him go out of her life anymore. He had intrigued her in so many ways tonight, the thought of leaving him alone seemed impossible in her mind. All she wanted to do was to keep him till the end. This date shouldn’t be the one and only they had. She wanted more. And she was willing to do everything to get it. To get him.

Harry entwined one hand out of hers to shove back one strand of hair behind her ear. One simple touch but enough to make hear heart beating wildly in her chest.

“I really want to kiss you.” He whispered with a smile.

“I don’t usually kiss on the first date.” (Y/N) said, causing his smile to drop slightly. “But I think I can make an exception.”

With that, Harry put her face softly between his hands and gave a dimpled smile before he leaned forward to capture his lips with hers. (Y/N) felt like she was flying and thousand, no millions of butterflies erupted in her stomach. Harry kissed her so gently, so soft that her she thought her heart would explode out of happiness.

When they pulled away, they smiled at each other and Harry caught the glimpse of passion in her eyes that he craved to see.

“(Y/N), I don’t know about you but I have feelings for you and they’re deep. I have feelings for you since the moment I saw you. And if you give me a chance, I would love to show you how much I care about you. Being your boyfriend is all I want.”

(Y/N) smiled at his confession but she had to admit that she was very shocked about his honest words. This time, she was the one who bent forward to bring their lips to a kiss again.

“You’ll get a chance Harry.” She said.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning her head against his chest where she could perceive his constant heart beat. Harry slung his arms around her body in order to keep her safe and secure. They stood there like this for a while and gazed at the city together.

It was the best first date that they’d ever had.

Waking up to those pictures release of Cheyenne’s wedding, and see my babies Amy and Jonah laughing, talking and smiling together ON A BENCH, is my aesthetic

About that blazer...

I am FED UP with reading post after post from Sam/Cait shippers shaming MacKenzie for what she wore to the pre-Oscar party. FED UP. I’ve seen jokes about her forgetting a cami (who wears camis under blazers anymore?), I’ve seen comments about how much skin was showing, how much it was showing off, how it looked like she forgot a top in order to look sexier, on how it was “gaping” and how trashy/skanky it looked. I’ve seen people suggest that she wore it to get Sam to notice her. It’s been comment after comment and I’m done with all this fucking misogyny. 

Here’s some news, guys….women in a pant suit without a blazer under neath? 

It’s a trendy look!!

*Gasp* the horror!

No, seriously…here are numerous examples…of many talented, accomplished women, many any MacKenzie’s age range…

The always gorgeous Olivia Wilde (with a race car behind her, also gorgeous…)

Supermodel turned actress… Cara  Delevingne

The very funny and very talented Anna Kendrick…

Also very talented Rachel McAdams…

Evan Rachel Wood accepting an award for her acting…but she forgot a cami…

The very awesome Mandy Moore with…is that a bra sticking out??

Wow, so many women wearing so many gaping neck lines. Just wow. 

Oh wait…is the problem only that MacKenzie is close to Sam? Is it different because she was wearing that around Sam?

Well thank god Queen Cait would NEVER show that much skin…

Well except…

She does. 

I don’t care if you don’t like MacKenzie. I don’t care if you think her and Sam are a fake relationship. I don’t care if you think she posts innuendo on her instagram (I mean, she doesn’t but one rant at a time). I certainly don’t care if you want to keep shipping Sam and Cait (have at it, really). I do care when you start shaming and judging a woman for daring to show some skin.

That’s some misogynistic bullshit. 

There is NOTHING wrong with wearing a plunging/gaping or whatever else you want to call it neckline. There is NOTHING wrong with showing off your body and showing some skin. NOTHING. If it’s not your personal preference, that’s cool but a woman who feel comfortable doing so doesn’t deserve to be attacked and shamed for that decision. Even if it’s a woman you don’t personally like for whatever reason.

Especially when you praise another woman for doing the exact same thing.

Misogyny blows. It especially blows when it’s women hating on other women. And it runs rampant in the Outlander fandom and needs to stop.

SJM & stans: ellen … is such a spunky, fun, rebellious and just downright revolutionary female character! So strong! She don’t listen to no man!!! More female characters should be like her, stronk and indapendant!! anyone who disagrees doesn’t feminism! she unlikeable (but also perfect) and that’s groundbreaking!! And she’s !!! feminine also !!??? how progressive !!

Me: oh wow yeah a gorgeous, cishet, white, blonde, skinny girl who acts like an asshole and has masculine-coded talents and frowns upon women who don’t act in ways she approves of yeah wow that’s at least 10 feminisms right there you’ve won feminism, pack it up everyone sjm has just won feminism with this strong woman portrayal

Covered in Stardust

“Oh wow I’m really gay.”
Requested by Anon

Title: Covered in Stardust
Chapter: 1/1
Words: 424
Pairings: Pallura (Pidge/Allura)
Summary: n/a

Hunk, Pidge, Keith, Shiro, and Allura are piled on Lance’s couch. Lance’s apartment door opens and Lance walks in holding an Ulta bag.

“Hello people who do not live here.” Lance grins and shuts the door behind him.

“You gave us a key for a reason,” Hunk says.

“Hey, Allura. Can I do your makeup? I just got a new beauty sponge and the new Naked pallet and I’m dying to try it out on someone.”

“Why not yourself?” Pidge asks, not bothering to look up from her phone.

“Because I like doing Allura’s makeup and I’m not taking off what I have on.” Lance puts a hand on his hip.

“Of course, Lance.” Allura bounces to her feet and walks with Lance back to his room.

Hunk smirks as Pidge watches Allura leave. Pidge feels his stare.

“What?” She crosses her arms defensively.

“Don’t act like you weren’t just checking Allura out.”

“I-I wasn’t!”

“Pidge, you shouldn’t lie.” Shiro joins in from the other end of the couch.

“I’m not!”

“Pidge, we’re not oblivious.” Keith scoffs.

“Shut it! It took you eight months to realize Lance likes you.”

“Just admit it, you’re a lesbian,” Hunk says.

“You fuckers know I’m a lesbian. I’m denying that I like Allura! Now leave me alone.” Pidge stands up and goes to get something out of the fridge.

Pidge sits at the kitchen bar away from the guys until Lance practically skips down the hall.

“Behold the improved Allura!” Lance makes jazz hands at Allura who is walking down the hall.

Pidge almost chokes on her drink when she and Allura lock eyes.

Allura has on gold eyeshadow with perfect cat eye eyeliner. Her lips are a dark red and her skin looks silky. The perfectly applied highlighter makes Allura look like she is covered with stardust.

“Is this a good look, Pidge?” Allura asks shyly.

Pidge rapidly nods her head. “You have a nice face. I-I mean Lance did a good job with you’re makeup. You look good.” Pidge looks at her dangling feet.

Allura giggles before Lance whisks her back to his room for another look.

Pidge flops back down on the couch with her head in her hands.

“What did you think, Pidge?” Hunk asks.

“She looked gorgeous. I mean she was pretty before but like- she looked wow. She looked like a goddess of space. My crush just intensified.”

Hunk, Shiro, and Keith all give her a “told you so” look. Pidge’s eyes open wide and she gasps.

“Oh wow, I’m really gay.”

anonymous asked:

I JUST CAME BACK FROM HOLIDAY AND HOLY SHIT SKAM IS ENDING!?!!!! BUT SANA GOT HER OWN SEASON AND SHE LOOKS SO DAMN BEAUTIFUL!?!!!! TARJEI HAS GROWN AND HES NOMINATED FOR HIS ACTING WTF WOW WOW WOW!!!!!! HENRIK IS BEAUTY PERSONIFIED I AM CRYING!!!!!! MIKAEL IS BACK I AM SCREAMING!!!!!!! THIS YOUSEF GUY IS FREAKING GORGEOUS?!!!! DAMN GET IT SANA!!!! I AM SO OVERWHELMED

KSDJFLKSF WELCOME BACK BITH!!!!

anonymous asked:

WOW I LOVE IT I just saw your post and wow I love the name Percy and I think it fits you so much!!!! Ahhhhhhhh *insert that lady Gaga meme when she’s like GORGEOUS AMAZGIN PHENOMENAL ICONIC”

tysm ; w;)/ 💙

anonymous asked:

tbholland, holland-senses, screamholland

all my faves?? in one place?? wow. what a truly magical day. lemme start off by saying, that i have absolutely NO idea why these goddesses follow me but they are incredible and i love my lovely mutuals with all my heart.

@tbholland: all of my goals. all. of. them. meg’s account is truly my everything. her writing is PHENOMENAL; her CEO!tom nights d e s t r o y e d me, but wow she truly has a gift. and her theme is so pink-y and pastel-y and cute and i’m just in love with it. she’s also drop dead GORGEOUS and such a queen wow.

@holland-senses: mary’s theme is amazing. her icon is so precious (that photoshoot was Iconic™ honestly) and i love love LOVE their cover photo on their mobile theme (because i am a hoe for flowers ok). her moodboards are so good also so pls check them out thx.

@screamholland​: MARY LIZ. THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE. THE PUREST SOUL. EVERYTHING THAT IS GOOD IN MY LIFE. I LOVE HER. mary is one of the chillest people on tumblr and i just love everything abt her tbh. she’s such a good listener and she always strives to make others happy and it’s the most precious thing in the world. not to mention that her mobile AND desktop theme always looks fire asf?? teach me how?? and her WRITING. out of this world. she’s definitely going to write a novel someday and it’s gonna go VIRAL. mark my words. it’s happening. 

ralphrius  asked:

Hi! I was wondering something. Are there any YN fangames out there that you feel are absolutely wonderful but are kinda neglected?

Uhhh… if we consider these fan games “popular”…

  • Yume 2kki
  • .flow
  • The Looking Glass
  • Fleshchild
  • Yume Nisshi 
  • Lcd Dem
  • Me

…then, yeah, I’ve absolutely got a few!  

The Other Line

I already rambled about this game in a previous post, but here’s that post summed up: Psiwolf put an amazing amount of time and effort into this game and it shows.  It doesn’t just copy the Yume Nikki formula, it builds off of it and makes it a unique product of it’s own.  While Psiwolf has taken down the link to the current version on the basis that it had too many bugs for him to fix, you can find it here.  I wish I could give you ver. 0.07, that one was stable and pretty nifty too.  Either way, it’s very much worth checking out.

Somnium

(screenshot from Wavyup’s play through post!)

From the author of Me comes another balls-out trippy fan game, Somnium. I like this one slightly better than me, if just for the concept alone: You don’t get to pick your dreams.  Instead, you have a randomly generated dream every time you sit down and day dream.  You collect memories instead of effects, and the deeper you go into a dream, the deeper the memories.  It adds an extra dream layer to an already dreamy genre.  Groovy!  Currently in version Gamma with 4 endings.

Ultra Violet

(Gif is from metal-tan’s tumblr [sorry i didn’t ask, you can ask me to take it off this post if you want!].  Check out the rest of her gifs of this game here!)

It’s a traditional Yume Nikki fan game (collect effects and such) with some heartbreakingly beautiful graphics. It has some neat evens, some scary events, and some pre ok puzzles.  It’s also very good at creating a mood when it wants to (you’ll see that when you get your weapon in the game).  Currently in v.04, no endings.

Someday

Made by jojogape/ayosu-itsuki. This game is notable for having some neat effects that do interesting things (not all, most are just ascetic, but yo he has more than just the speed & light up effect what a pimp), as well as a feat system.  ”Feats” are anything from little to big events, and there’s 32 to find in all.  What I’m really trying to say about this game is that the author did his best to make exploring rewarding and fun, and for the most part (there’s boring parts in every game), he accomplishes it. You don’t find that in most fangames, man.  Even Yume Nisshi, which is popular for some reason (not as much in the English fandom) is really kinda boring 90% of the time.  Too much wandering.  Currently at v.09 with 3 endings.

Elysium City

You play as Anne, a girl who invents a machine to another world just to escape her boring life at home.  She gets more than she bargained for.    This game’s graphics are gorgeous, and I’m really digging how the story is panning out so far.  It’s only in version 0.15, but wow it’s very worth checking out holy moly.

Answered Prayers

Game theme of the month here at Pinkuboa.  Another game that’s heartbreakingly beautiful, you play as Fluorette and wander around her version of the dream world, the spirit world.  Not much plot beyond that, but wow it’s gorgeous and worth looking at.  Currently at version 0.03, unfortunately on indefinite hiatus.

Broken Bottles

The only reason why I’m shaky about suggesting this game is because it’s going to end soon, but it’s still worth mentioning.  I love the Greek Mythology references & use of patterns in this game, as well as all the cool events.  Basically, it’s another well done pretty artwork type of game that makes exploring fun. :o   Currently in v.03, the next update is going to be it’s last. :c

I want to suggest to you You May too, but it’s a baby in development terms so I don’t give it under-appreciated cred yet, but it definitely should be a game you’re looking out for & playing the demo.  I haven’t played Divinity Fatum, My Favorite, Amihailu in Dreamland (at least the latest update), Kataribesou, or Gnosis, but I’ve heard good things about all of them, and are all on my “games to play” list.  Miserere is also a good game, but I can’t tell where it stands on the popularity chart so I’ll put it here.  I hope you enjoy all these games! :D

And before anyone ask, I’ve played some of Debris & Hallucigenia btw, but I’m not exactly impressed with those.  Sorry! ;w;

Headlines- A Tom Holland Imagine

Anonymous Requested: Hi! Can I request a Tom holland imagine where the reader and him are dating and she’s back in the UK while he’s in Georgia, and lately there’s been a lot of speculation about Zendaya and him so the reader facetimes him in hopes to get to the bottom of it, but they just end up having a very big fight, but it ends with fluff :) I also have a lot more Tom requests.. Should I space them out for you or? 😂

I’m so excited for this, you don’t even know! 

Headlines

He’d never cheat on you, he loved you! But wow, look at how pretty she was… You had google searched pictures of Zendaya, and wow was she gorgeous! You were scoping out the competition, just to see what everyone was talking about. You had turned on your tv, smiling at the sight of your boyfriend Tom on the television but instantly frowning once the reporter actually began talking. “Is there love on set of the new Spiderman movie? Tom Holland and Zendaya were seen looking awfully close on set, could this be love? Neither have confirmed nor denied it”. You grabbed the  tv remote, turned the television off and said, “Ah, hell no”.

You sat there, just completely shocked as to what you had heard. There was no way he was cheating on you. Sure, Zendaya was beautiful, and a great actress, and was nice, and had a beautiful face…. But he wouldn’t cheat! Sure! He would never cheat on you; the plain faced, regular, average girl…. You snapped out of your self pity party and knew you just had to do something! You sat right back down, knowing that you had no idea what to do. How many times do girlfriends have to confront their famous boyfriends on if they are cheating with one of Hollywood’s hottest actresses of right now. You threw your head in your hands, feeling completely defeated.

You were taken out of you self sorrow when you felt your phone vibrate in the back pocket of your jeans. You pulled out, seeing that Tom was trying to FaceTime with you. You felt a sneaky smile come up on your face, knowing that this was your chance to confront him. This all went away when you saw his sweet smiling face on camera. “Hi, babe! How are you?” his voice fell in and out of his fake Queens accent into his real British accent which caused you to laugh. You always fell for him, no matter how mad you were.

He showed you around set, showed you all of his costumes, and even saw the inside of his trailer, which was a pig sty as usual. Once he stopped talking after all of the excitement, you couldn’t help but blurt out “Tom, are you cheating on me?” Tom was the kind of person that did not like being accused of things he didn’t do, so his mood changed instantly. “Why would you even accuse me of that? Do you really think that I would cheat on you? Who would I even cheat on you with?” You stopped when you saw Zendaya walking up to him from behind. “Someone like her” was all you were able to whisper. He turned around, giving her a friendly smile before turning back to you and saying “[Y/N], I would never!” Your fears grew as you looked at her again. She was even pretty on a crappy iPhone camera! “I’ve got to go” was all you whispered back before you hung up on him, despite his protests.

No matter how many times you wanted to call Tom back, you just couldn’t do it. It wasn’t that you were mad at him, you were mad at yourself. You had handled the situation like a child, and knew you shouldn’t have accused him like that, especially in front of a co-worker. You were so embarrassed, you didn’t want your face seen ever again. You could barely turn on the television until you received one simple text the one day. It was Tom and all it said was “Turn on the television”. His blunt text made you know that he was serious so you abided by his wishes and turned on the television. It was on the same channel that you had left it on before, that stupid gossip show. The reporter was now in Atlanta, interviewing Tom for the new movie. “So, is there anything going on between you and your beautiful co-star, Zendaya?” The reporter gave a look at the camera as if he already knew the answer. “Actually, I’m dating a gorgeous girl named [Y/N] who I am incredibly happy with. Isn’t she gorgeous?” He pulled his phone out, showing it to the reporter. On the screen then was a picture that you and Tom had taken right before he had left. You smiled and a stray tear ran down your cheek.

You immediately grabbed your phone and called Tom. “I’m assuming you saw it?” he asked, practically hearing the grin on his face just from his voice. “Tom, I’m so sorry I ever doubted you. I love you so much,” was all you could choke out. “No, I’m sorry. I saw the report right after you called. I understand why you would be upset. I love you, [Y/N].” This sentence made you smile as you said back, “I love you too, baby”.

“So, you made the headlines now!”


Thanks for requesting everyone! You can now request as many Tom Holland imagines as your little hearts desire

@akiiiiiiiiiii

Dan and Matt Boyd-Wilds.

I just have all the feels for these two. All of them. Like, Andreil for life, but Dan and Matt are both so precious and deserve each other

  • When they get Married, Matt wants to hyphen their names. He never wants Dan to feel like she has to give up anything, and if she wanted, He’d take her last name.
    • This is confusing in ExyWorld at first, because two Boyd-Wilds, but then Matt shuts that shit down because you best not be calling his wife “Mrs. Boyd-Wilds” instead of “Coach Boyd-Wilds”. Respect, bitch.
  • They’re both so busy with college and Exy, and then jobs and Exy! That most nights, date night is takeout and a movie.
    • Disney movies are their favorite. Matt loves them more than Dan, but Dan loves how much Matt loves them.
  • Matt has this complete internal monologue (complete with starry kawaii eyes) every time Dan does anything.
    • “This woman. I love her so much. How did I get a woman like this. She is so out of my league. I am the luckiest man alive. Fortune shines down upon the kingdom of my life and has blessed me in love with this Woman. There is no one else as perfect as this goddess.”
    • also, “SHIT! She is so out of my league! Step the game up son!”
  • Dan loves the fact that Matt never takes her for granted. She loves surprising him to show her appreciation.
    • Some surprises are renting out a gym to have private boxing lessons for his birthday.
    • or having his favorite protein shake mix shipped overnight when the store runs out.
    • Some surprises are the surprises we don’t talk about in public. (They do anyway. Matt always walks in on Dan giving Allison tips on that thing she’s does with her tongue. Or Allison telling Dan where to buy the really classy sexy lingerie. Or Renee giving out advice on how to safely spice things up in the bedroom.) 
  • But lets be real, Dan loves the way Matt makes her feel sexy but not cheap. And he never expects anything out of her.
    • so if she’s in workout gear and smells like the locker room he’s just like “Wow. My girl is on fire! Is she hotter today than she was yesterday? I didn’t think it was possible, but yes!”
    • And if she’s dresses up to go out, he’s just like “Wow, this girl! Gorgeous and graceful on and off the court! Is there a more perfect captain or more beautiful woman! No.”
    • And if she gets sexy with some stilettos and thigh highs, he’s like *cries* “This beautiful woman! Such confidence, such beauty! How did I get so lucky!”
  • Matt ends up with a copy of Dan’s dorm key. He uses this to buy breakfast, and sneak inside in the mornings before the girls are up.
    • Renee and Allison would find this creepy, if they didn’t find the fact that he stares like a dope at sleeping!Dan adorable. (it’d be creepy if it wasn’t so cute. And he brought muffins, so they deal with it.)
  • Dan has her copy of Matt’s key too. She just doesn’t like using it. Matt lives with other dudes (who are gross and dude-ly) and it’d be weird because they’re not upperclassmen, and she’s not very comfortable with them.
    • Instead she makes breakfast at her place, and then texts Matt. He comes over grumpy cause its like, an hour earlier than he needed like “What’d’you need babe?” and like, Dan is standing there still in pjs with a stack of chocolate chip pancakes, coffee and a protein shake, and he’s like “This woman. Is it possible to love her more? Yes. Yes it is.”
  • Dan loves going dancing with Matt. With her skills and his athleticism, it’s great to have a guy who can keep up with her on the floor.
    • Matt loves going out with Dan, but seriously. She wipes the floor with him, but he fights to good fight.
  • Once, after a couple of altercations with assholes and Dan, Allison, and Renee at the club, Matt decides to teach Dan the basics of self defense that he knows.
    • Dan ends up loving it, and starts taking kickboxing or Krav Maga.
    • Sparing is now basically flirting for them. Matt loves the fact that Dan could possible kick his ass.
  • “Can’t Stop the Feeling” by JT is their jam.
    • Along with all the other sickly sweet upbeat songs about being in love and happy. Everyone else dreads their ringtones.)
  • They use stupid couple-y nicknames for each other whenever they can on the court (usually just to annoy the team as much as possible.)
    • Great pass, sweatheart! Good hustle, babe! Honey, can you toss me the…”
    • It becomes an unintentional habit, so even when the practice or game goes south, and Dan has to be captain-y and chew everyone it’s like  “BABE! YOU COMPLETELY MISSED YOUR MARKS TODAY!” and Matt’s like “Well, DARLING! If Kevin would pull his racket out of his ASS!”
  • Their fights are epic. Lets face it, they love each other, but they’re both strong willed.
    • Renee and Allison are basically the judges in these fights. When Dan and Matt storm off, they’ll each pick a person and go talk to them.
      • Renee usually gives sage advice for strong relationships, regardless of whose side she is on.
      • Allison is more blunt. “The fuck Dan? Totally uncalled for. Yes, he’s clueless, but you could’ve explained it better.” or “Go buy some of that cheesecake she likes, asshole, and say you’re sorry. “But I don’t even know what I did?!”  “Just go to the bakery and say you’re fucking sorry!”
  • When they get married, Allison wants to Plan It! And Dan doesn’t know how to say no to her. Sooo…Matt bites the bullet and takes Allison aside and explains that, yes, she can plan the wedding, but Dan and him aren’t going to be happy with some big over the top Kardashian style wedding.
    • Allison knows this. She’s not dumb, she just wants to make them sweat.
  • They end up getting Married in North Dakota.
    • It’s beautiful. There’s open fields of wild flowers. (Allison paid a farmer a lot of money to grow wildflowers instead of crops)
    • It ends up being very vintage country chic. (Not something Dan would ever think she wanted, but it’s so classy and relaxing compared to the Extravaganza she was dreading that she loves it so much.)
    • There’s this old barn for the reception, and Andrew is Not Happy to be practically in the middle of nowhere, but he and Neil end up spending half the night smoking in the hayloft regardless.
    • Neil catches the bouquet. Andrew tells him no. and then throws it back at Dan’s head. (they end up the next to get married anyway.)
  • Matt totally starts bawling the first time he sees Dan in her Dress. Like, full on ugly cries.
  • Dan is so happy, that she and Matt ruin half of their wedding pictures by kissing each other or laughing.
  • Matt tries to plan this whole synchronized dance for the reception (like you see on youtube! It’d be awesome!), but Andrew and Kevin said No and Neil is hopeless. So, he gets some of the kids that Dan coaches to sing her their wedding song.
  • and Dan loses it. Like. so happy she’s sobbing, and then mad because Matt made her a hot mess, but so happy because he loves her enough to do that for her.
  • Their wedding song can really be anything, if you want. But in my mind it’s “I see the Light” from Tangled.