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I’ll Be Good


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Characters: Finn Balor x OFC

Content Warnings: NSFW, Sexual Content, Daddy Kink, Light Spanking.

Summary: OFC posted a photo of herself on Instagram in a cute swimsuit. Jealous Daddy!Finn comes back to teach her a lesson.

This was supposed to be a short one based off a reader prompt but I got a bit carried away! If you want to throw an idea towards me then feel free to ASK and I’ll see if it interests me. 

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”I’ve thought of ya all day, little one,“ Finn mumbled into her ear, kissing her fingers. “You got me so hard thinking about you waiting here for me.” Hands running down her waist pulling her in closely for a sweet kiss. “Daddy’s missed you.”

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tonight’s episode of SNL = everything I never knew I wanted
  • Kristen Stewart came out on live TV
  • “Totinos” = basically lesbian Twilight, in which a three-minute sketch had more gay content and sexual tension than any film Kristen has ever done (yes, even the Runaways)
  • Kristen was legit hilarious, hit all her lines, showed she has comedic timing
  • Melissa McCarthy as Sean Spicer!! !!
  • Cold open & the White House sketches were on point - as good as they could be considering they’re reflecting unbelievable current events
  • Kristen as Gisele Bundchen
  • Kate McKinnon silently cheering on Leslie Jones in the Family Feud skit
  • By far one of the best episodes of 2017 so far, if not the best.

On a personal note… I’ve literally had a crush on Kristen Stewart for >10 years, since before I knew I was gay. I watched the Twilight movies with my friends because I secretly thought Bella was hot. So this episode fulfilled at least 3 different dreams. Any ladies out there who share these feelings, please raise your hands.

I Despise You - Edmund x Reader (Pt.2)

Warnings: none

Characters: Edmund, Lucy, Peter and Susan Pevensie and (Y/N)

Setting: The Golden Age, Narnia

Blurb (???i think???): (requested by @alwaysinnarnia) The reader is a Swordswoman/Knight of Doorn and visits Narnia, soon getting off on the wrong hand with King Edmund. She stays in Narnia and they train together, and they become friends and maybe something more…

*

“Lady (Y/N)?”

A reply sounded underneath (Y/N)’s breath, but every word sounded like a vicious grunt as she tried to tighten her corset. “I’m. Not. A. Lady.”

She released her numb arms which where twisted behind her back and approached the door. “Who is it?”

“Susan. Uh, are you alright? You sound like you’re in pain.”

“Just fine, your majesty.” The pained girl managed to say before trying to catch her breath.

“May I come in?”

(Y/N) released her tightened shoulders into a slouch and opened the chamber door. Sticking her head out, she saw the High Queen of Narnia looking absolutely beautiful.

Her tall figure was hugged by a dark red dress, and dark hair was out in waves with a golden crown sitting atop her head.

Her blue eyes matched her warm smile as she asked, “It’s the corset, isn’t it?”

“By the name of Aslan, I have never felt this much pain.”

A giggle erupted from her lips as (Y/N) opened the door wider to let her in. In the back of her mind, she was ridiculing herself for the fact that the High Queen of Narnia walked in on her unable to handle a corset.

There was a dinner in half an hour and to be frank, (Y/N) wasn’t too keen on sitting across a certain somebody who embarrassed her earlier today. She hadn’t seen him since she left the training area, and believe it or not, she wasn’t intending to find him either.

The centaur, Wulfric, had shown the new guest around Cair Paravel and escorted (Y/N) to her room after a few hours. The room she was given was decorated with drapes of maroon and gold, as well as silver. The four poster bed was twice the size of her’s back at home and they were fitted with the silkiest sheets she’d ever felt.

It all smelled refreshing and the fireplace had beautiful ornaments and objects on the mantelpiece. A bookshelf stacked with history books and fiction gave off a smell of pure happiness. The lavatory and bath were set up immaculately with soaps and fancy looking liquids in various places. (Y/N) was also provided with a desk and various envelopes along bottles of ink to write back to Doorn once they sent letters.

Wulfric was kind enough to bandage her shoulder which was injured soon after the sword-fight.

“How are you enjoying your stay so far, Lady (Y/N)?” Queen Susan asked politely.

“Please,” the swordswoman grunted, trying to scratch her back. “Call me (Y/N).”

“Here,” she gestured to the corset, “I’ll help with that.”

(Y/N) sighed in relief as Queen Susan led her to the mirror and began to fiddle with the stitching of the garment.

“Your kingdom is wonderful,” (Y/N) stated truthfully. “I haven’t seen anything like it.”

She really hadn’t seen such beautiful scenery before in her life; Doorn was never that connected to the outside world. Military forces was the heart of the country, and to hold a ball was rare and (Y/N) would hardly attend. She never learnt the manners princesses, ladies or Queens learnt; she was only taught how to fight.

Sometimes she’d even think that she was missing out on that ‘exciting’ life of a real princess; with the tiaras and the dresses. But at this moment, as Queen Susan adjusts the reason for (Y/N)’s suffocation, she wasn’t very interested.

She looked at the swordswoman through the mirror and gave a lovely smile. “The people are wonderful and strong, they really make this kingdom what it is.”

(Y/N)’s breathing slowed as she loosened the material. “You know,” she stated. “You don’t have to wear a corset to dinner.”

She mentally slapped myself as the material appeared in Queen Susan’s hands, leaving (Y/N) in a thin gown. She flushed bright red at her stupidity and rushed to the closet to find the simplest gown.

“I’m sorry, your Highness,” the visitor muttered. “We don’t wear gowns or corsets; that might seem ridiculous to you…”

“Absolutely not!” She exclaimed excitedly. “I hope one day all the corsets in this world will burn.”

A laugh escaped both their lips as (Y/N) found a simple long-sleeved, dark blue dress. “How about this, your Highness?”

Queen Susan’s eyes lit up as she walked up to her, admiring the dress with utmost confidence. “It’s made for you.”

(Y/N) grinned and unfolded a screen to change behind.

As she hung up the dress, (Y/N) heard the Queen call before closing the door, “Oh, and please call me Susan. I hate formalities just as much as you do.”

*

(Y/N) made her way down the hall hurriedly, holding the dark dress in bunches in her fists.

She couldn’t find the bloody dining hall.

Her feet were shuffling awkwardly from time to time to see who was coming around the corner, but the whole place was deserted.

Then she knew it was wrong of her to take too many right turns.

But then, (Y/N) heard an echo of a laugh and her ears perked towards the sound. She didn’t bother wearing fancy shoes, so she just stuck with the leather boots she arrived with.

(Y/N) found a marble staircase soon enough, and took a pause to breathe. The railing was pure gold and the stairs were shining a pristine white, making her wonder how long it took to polish.

She made her way down as fast as she could, feeling her hairdo that a maid had prepared for her fall out. (Y/N) groaned and removed the pins from her hair, rushing her fingers through her scalp which undid the fancy bun.

Sighing with relief, she found the door Wulfric had shown earlier. There were carvings of flowers and fauns dancing through the trees. (Y/N) opened one large door and entered with her head bowed respectfully.

“I’m so sorry I’m late, please accept my-”

Before finishing the sentence, (Y/N) looked at around at the large dining table, which was completely empty.

“Apology,” She huffed in annoyance as she leaned against the heavy doors, catching her breath.

(Y/N) took a moment to admire how unbelievably clean the room was and the red and gold decor that made it seem so pristine. She scratched the back of her neck and took a seat at the end of the long table.

‘Was there another dining room?’ She thought. ‘Was later than I thought?’

“You aren’t late,” a calm voice said. (Y/N) whipped her head around to see a tall, young man with blue eyes. He was wearing a golden crown on his golden haired head.

“You must be…” She stood up swiftly, and bowed. “King Peter. High King, sorry.”

He showed his glistening teeth as he smiled. “Peter. Susan’s told me about you, you seem very respectful.”

“I was taught to be,” (Y/N) answered pridefully.

He walked around the table gracefully and adjusted a crookedly placed fork as the newcomer said, “I heard a laugh. I didn’t know if it was just me-”

“Oh, that was Lucy. We’re seated in another dining hall.

(Y/N) blinked. “You have two dining halls?”

Peter laughed and offered her his arm. “You’re our guest, so we’ll be heading to the guest hall.”

She smiled up at him and took his arm happily as he led the way underneath the stairs and took off to another corridor she hadn’t noticed.

(Y/N) heard the laughter again and pushed the nervous butterflies in her stomach away. Why was she nervous? She tried to push up the sleeves of the dress which started at her shoulders. Self consciousness creeped in and she was beginning to acknowledge how much neck was showing.

The High King let go of (Y/N)’s arm and pushed open the door before him, revealing a intricate marble carved table with the Queens of Narnia sitting across each other on cushioned chairs.

Susan waved (Y/N) over, and after turning to Peter and thanking him, she took the empty spot beside her.

“The dress looks beautiful on you, but what happened to your hair?”

Oh.

(Y/N) forced a smile. “Must’ve gone undone when I was trying to find this part of the castle.”

The youngest girl giggled. “You really aren’t from here.”

(Y/N) turned to who she guessed was Queen Lucy and recognised her brown-red hair glinting brightly.

“Hi!” She waved happily.

(Y/N) smiled and bowed politely, soon noticing that the dark-haired king was nowhere to be seen.

Queen Lucy giggled once more. “I’ve never seen a girl bow to us. It’s cool.”

(Y/N) frowned. “Am I not supposed to bow?”

The bubbly girl stood up and moved away from the dining table so the newcomer could see her. The queen curtsied, bowing her head and lifting her skirts delicately.

“We curtesy when we come across royalty.” Susan explains after the young girl takes her seat again.

(Y/N)’s ears seemed warm and she felt colour fill her cheeks. Well, this is embarrassing. Another thing her parents hadn’t taught her to do while she was here.

Peter chuckled, “There’s no need to be embarrassed, Lady (Y/N). We’ll teach you everything we know before the meeting takes place.”

She gave a small relieving smile and stated warmly, “Thank you, Peter. Also, call me (Y/N); it makes me feel better.”

*

Almost three hours had past in the dinning room and it was a night she surely couldn’t forget. Jokes were shared, stories were told, and they laughed until tears filled their eyes. (Y/N) felt at home.

Her stomach was still heavy from the enormous meals that were presented to her and the dessert was unbelievable. Peter, Susan and Lucy were still children, but they were so wise; each and every one of them.

Well, expect for the king Edmund who didn’t show up. That was no surprise.

(Y/N) held her bloated stomach that couldn’t handle the dress any longer. She stumbled through her chamber door and locked it after she entered.

As she moved her hand to press against head after her new headache, (Y/N) opened the lavatory door. Her eyes met with a comfortable looking night gown and a hot bath with soaps already prepared.

She sighed and removed her shoes, and not long after a small knock sounded at the door. Rolling her eyes, (Y/N) trudged towards the door, rubbing her sleep deprived eyes and twisted the doorknob.

In front of her stood King Edmund, and his hands were clutching a large wooden box.

(Y/N) looked furiously at him. “Leave me alone.”

“It’s for you,” he said unhesitatingly. “If you won’t take it, then I’ll give it to someone else.”

She rolled her eyes again and began to close the door before he stopped it with his foot. He looked at (Y/N) intently with his dark eyes, the freckles on his cheeks were illuminated in the moonlight. He appeared handsome, she noticed, but still nothing more.

“I apologise for what I did today,” he admitted. “I want you to take this as a gift from me and my siblings for being here.“

She looked at the polished box and exhaled tiredly. “Thank you. Now, hand it over.”

“I’ll put it down beside your bed.”

“No, I’ll take it.” She said sternly.

“Lady (Y/N), this is heavier than you think.”

She scoffed stubbornly. “I’m not a lady. I can handle it.”

He smiled sarcastically. “Fine.”

As soon as (Y/N) opened her arms, he shoved the box to her and soon she felt the heavyweight items in there.

(Y/N)’s hands gripped as hard as they could, not letting the box slip from her and her forearms as they were being marked by its corners.

“So,” he said in a tone of happiness. “I’ll see you tomorrow at breakfast.”

(Y/N) was about to yell in response before he disappeared around the corner.

She huffed a loose piece of hair from her face and banged the door shut with her foot.

“Arrogant. Stupid.” (Y/N) muttered under her breath as she stumbled to set the box down. Upon opening it, (Y/N) found set of polished chainmail, training gear and a brand new sword - the one the kind blacksmith had let her borrow. Was it now hers?

(Y/N)’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of voices outside of her door, arguing incessantly. It sounded like Peter…

The door suddenly burst open, basically scaring (Y/N) out of her skin, and there appeared Peter with an apologetic smile on his face. “I apologise wholeheartedly for my brother’s behaviour. You’re a guest and should be treated as such, and Edmund should make it up to you.”

(Y/N) looked at the High King’s brother lurking outside of her chamber door impatiently. His dark eyes looks directly into hers, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up when he observed the dress she wore.

“Oh, I forgot to tell the both of you,” Peter reminded himself out loud. “You two will be training together for the next couple of weeks until (Y/N)’s departure.”

“What?” (Y/N) and Edmund exclaimed simultaneously, looking at the High King who tried to hide his smile.

“Starting tomorrow,” he pointed out. “Goodnight (Y/N), Edmund.”

Peter rushed out the door, leaving (Y/N) and Edmund alone, furious. He rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb. “I don’t have time for this…”

The visitor scoffed, rolling her eyes. “You’re so-”

“What?” He interrupted, stepping inside the room with raised eyebrows. “I’m so what?”

“It’s only been a day and you already hate my guts.“ (Y/N) stated angrily. “It’s not like I burnt your training area to the ground.”

“You really think I care that much about my training area?” He asked.

“It sure seems like it,” She retorted.

King Edmund smiled, not a happy or genuine smile; one that seemed sarcastic and lacked emotion.

He took one step towards (Y/N) with his arms crossed over his chest. His features were lit by the moon once more.

“Never mind me. You’re from Doorn, you might have trouble understanding the concept of territory. I forgive you for using my workspace.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” The girl growled defensively.

The king looked directly into her eyes. “You know exactly what I mean.”

“You’re crossing the line-”

“Line?” He inquired. “For a Doorn noble? The irony really is remarkable.”

Fuming, the girl reached for her sword on her dressing table and unsheathed it to direct it underneath the king’s chin. Although, he had a dagger already pointed threateningly against her waist.

(Y/N) felt her cheeks burn with fury and the heartbeat in her ears drowned all the sound. She was a couple of inches away from King Edmund’s face and she could see the wrath in his dark eyes.

He whispered so low, he gave the swords woman chills. “I would say you look better in your fighting gear, but wouldn’t that be offensive?”

Confusion struck (Y/N)’s face and thoughts. “What?”

His eyes flickered to the skirts of her dark blue gown and back to her eyes, his gaze unwavering. He leaned back and removed the dagger from (Y/N)’s side, leaving her in a position of leverage.

She removed the sword from his throat few moments later and sheathed it. The king walked towards the door with his hands folded behind his back with utmost humbleness; like the previous situation never occurred.

“Goodnight, Knight (Y/N).” He farewelled, leaving (Y/N) in surprise when he addressed her by her appropriate title. “We’ll be training hard tomorrow. And by we, I mean you.”

My Worlds recap

Here I was, on March 30th, in my hometown Riga with bus and ferry tickets and most importantly - tickets to Ladies practice and Short Dance in my pocket. I could not believe I was going to Worlds after many years of living and breathing figure skating. This was a dream of mine that I thought would never come to life. It felt so surreal I had to pinch myself a few times. 😅

When me and my mom made it to the arena at 8 AM on March 31st, it was so difficult to hold back tears ( i am literally tearing up as i’m writing this 😂). Watching figure skating has been one of the biggest parts of my life for five (!!!) years now and I don’t think I can put my feelings towards it in just some sentences. It is better than all the movies because it’s the real life - but with the spectrum of emotions I only get to see in the cinema. It doesn’t only show “the movie” (aka the performance) but also every behind the scenes action (like the emotions before and after the performance, the training process, the challenges along the way) which makes it so much more interesting. So when I walked in the arena it felt like a dream come true. They didn’t have doors heading to each sector, but a curtain instead (to not make a sound every time someone enters or exits) and because it was the practice time for Ladies the curtains weren’t closed but fully open instead. So even when I had just come in the arena, I could already see a glimpse of the ice rink which felt so surreal and that was the first time it hit me so hard that I was actually really here - at the World Championships.

It felt fantastic to see stars like Ashley Wagner, Kaetlyn Osmond, Gabrielle Daleman, Evgenia Medvedeva, Anna Pogorilaya and Carolina Kostner skate so close to me (we were seated really close to the ice), to see their determined faces and to live through their great performances. Incomparably mesmerizing.

Before the short dance there was some time to kill so we just walked around and enjoyed the atmosphere which is SO unique! There is this buzzing feeling which makes you feel warm and welcomed and everyone looks nervously excited. We walked through every booth/shop there was, I even got some beautiful postcards from John Wilson Blades booth (they were handing them out for free?! 😧) with Ashley, Patrick, the Shibs and Chock/Bates. There I met a lovely French fan and we had a brief talk about our journeys as fans and let me add that it feels so weird to actually talk with someone about figure skating after you’ve mostly only shared your opinions online and have never had a legit conversation live??! 😂

Then it was the time for the short dance (oh my, hearing the ISU fanfare live was hands down the best experience ever 😂😂😂) . I have been a massive ice dance fan since forever and I am a big supporter of Tessa&Scott. They are the main reason I was actually here - I can’t put into words what they’ve done to me in these past years - they have held me up every time I felt down in various ways - with their performances, life stories or just small interviews. I just wanted to give back to them a little with my heartfelt support. However, I joined the V/M fandom in 2012 when everyone was furious about D/W and their success (which would happen in 2013 and 2014) and I quickly learned to be as bitter as everyone else. It feels sad to look back now and think that we used so much time to just talk about Meryl and Charlie - more than about great things of Tessa and Scott. I only understood this after T&S took a break after 2014 and I just became this casual ice dance fan who wanted to see the best in everyone and was listening to everyone’s stories of ups and downs. It was the same fantastic atmosphere - just without all the rage. During this period of time I really fell in love with Kaitlyn&Andrew, Maia&Alex and Gabriella&Guillaume. When Tessa&Scott came back I couldn’t believe how great I felt during the season - it was now 100 times more exciting as I had so many couples I loved and supported throughout (…well, i did love t&s a little more than anyone else though 😆) . And you have NO idea how much I loved the theme of this years SD. SOOOO much spunk and sass! I hope you don’t mind me saying that pretty much all of these were the best short dances I have ever seen from the top teams.

First of all, let me say a word about the atmosphere live. It is absolutely incomparable to the TV. The audience noises are lowered for about ten thousand times and are almost inaudible in the TV which is the biggest change. The ovations are so impressive you can’t believe them at first. Second of all, the skating skills and the speed is insane live. And thirdly of all, the costumes look SO. MUCH. DIFFERENT. (they are much more sparkly and colorful 😍✨).

I was actually worried that I might not last for seven freaking groups but the time went so fast. I still can’t believe the zamboni breaks. I swear to god they didn’t last more than five minutes 😅 (I always get cranky during the resurfacing breaks when I watch TV - feels like hours). From the first four groups couples that stood out for me the most were Smart/Diaz, Kaliszek/Spodyriev and Lauriault/Le Gac - they all had great stage presence and superb feel to the music.

Then the fifth group came. All of a sudden Tessa and Scott were on the ice and I was like one of these crazy Bieber fans who can’t stop their tears. I tried my hardest to bring the tears back but I miserably failed (I had promised myself that I would act NORMALLY NOT START CRYING ON MY FIRST OPPORTUNITY I AM SO WEIRDED OUT OF THE SUDDEN EMOTIONS THAT CAME OUTSIDE IN THAT MOMENT - I am a very reserved person who always puts herself together 😂). Tessa’s costume is SO much more beautiful live. I wasn’t a fan of it when I first saw it but DAMN she looked hot. Also the golden sparkles around the cutouts on the pants are basically not seen at all in the usual professional pics but they were actually unbelievably shiny. And Scott just has this amazing aura around himself. He seemed to ooze confidence but also some sort of humbleness. And OMG - they’re fast. But the thing that struck me the most was the non-touching step sequence. They did it once in the warm up and I legit thought it was some “easy version of this sequence without the hard steps just to get warmed up” and you can’t imagine how surprised I was when they performed it in the actual dance. It WAS the sequence. I swear it looked like anyone could do it. So light and easy. Now THAT was the moment I understood how superior they actually are. Everybody else’s StSq looked, you know, like a StSq should look like - a hard element hard to execute (don’t get me wrong - they were mostly done beautifully but it was visible that this is a hard element - which it is 😆). After the warm up ended I was probably still in shock so I have no recollection of the first two pairs in that group. Sorry. 😁 Then they came up on ice for a short warm up again while the previous teams scores were announced. And this includes the moment I think nobody has caught on camera (I don’t think I have seen any pre-sd videos at all which is such a shame). They were just gliding on ice separately with Tessa slightly in front of Scott. Then they started to slow down because they were coming to Marie France. And while they’re slowing down, Scott skates right in front of me with the biggest grin ever and his lovey-dovey eyes focused on Tessa’s back slightly in front of him. And that is the moment I calm down. His eyes bring the sense to me that everything is going to be okay and he is confident about it (i swear to god he’s a magician or whatever but that look was SO calming and surreal). And Tessa just turns her head, looks at his face and literally rolls her eyes with a smile on her face (okay i might’ve imagined the eye rolling but you all know that face when tessa looks at scott and thinks ‘god you’re such an idiot i love you’) and then they’re already with Marie France with last words before performance. The actual performance was unreal. They did their beginning moves right in front of me and that was SO sharp. Also when they did these moves there were quite few “eeeaaaww” kind of shouts or whatever the Michael Jackson kind of short screams sound. That was superb and I’m so sad NONE of them are audible during the actual recording. It gave a great atmosphere. Scott did the kneeling thing right before the end of the first section right in front of me which left such an impact. SOO much control. The blues sequence was hella smooth (and twizzles were ok but i was so scared about them) BUT THE LIFT. THE STADIUM FREAKING ERUPTED DURING THE LIFT. I felt as if I had wings and had been accepted into paradise. And then it ended and I was on my feet and there was an ocean of tears (whoops😅). It was an experience I will never forget.

Then it was time for Group number 6. I have to be honest - I was a little disappointed with Stepanova/Bukin. I’ve been a huge fan of their SD but seeing it live was a little bit underwhelming. It’s the way of skating - they skate “small”. However I still loved the choreography and their chemistry is certainly the best in the younger ice dancers field. If they can improve their skating skills, I’m completely on board.

Piper and Paul were a huge surprise for me. Even when they were warming up with everyone else, you could feel their presence the most. And let me just say this - Canadian men are superior dancers. Scott, Paul and Andrew all felt a bit similar to me. They makes themselves look extremely confident (i mean their skating skills also are 😍) and they lead their ladies better than anyone else - it just feels extremely natural. So, back to Piper&Paul. This was a huge hit in the arena (and for me!). The feeling was great throughout the performance and I just want to say it one more time - the skating skills (piper has improved so much)!! the twizzles! they took my breath. I have to admit I didn’t think this dance would actually work for me but it did.

Another team which surprised me in a good way were Bobrova&Soloviev. As the season progressed, I always felt as this program was a little “pushed”. They tried to bring the sass, but instead it came off as a vulgarity. However the forms they create on ice are very clean and blade work is beautiful so I was actually scratching my head after watching these two because I’ve never really liked them but somehow they look better live (I just don’t understand why?)

I was also delighted by Anna&Luca’s performance. That dress looked even more beautiful live and they also made me like them more than on TV. They just draw you in and you can’t do anything about it. I just wish they would be more versatile (but i still love them!)

The seventh group started with the Shibs who I think had the very close second short dance choreography-and-idea-wise behind T&S. I’ve absolutely adored this dance all the times this season and this was no exception. That lift was badass and man, those twizzles… I didn’t think that was going to leave such a big impact on me. SO sharp in every movement. Alex just needs improve his facial expressions a bit and then they’d be even more perfect (also maia is a literal goddess).

I have to say my sentimental favorites of the night were Kaitlyn&Andrew. Their skating on TV looks a bit like Stepanova/Bukin’s so I was a little bit worried that it would fall flat. It was the DIRECT opposite. I think their skating skills were second only to VM that night because damn, they skated with so much speed. And their chemistry just went sky high. Also that lift made the arena erupt (again😂). It looked so much more powerful than on TV. The move where Andrew just rolls Kaitlyn on his back was hands down one of the coolest of the night. I was just so happy to see them perform the best they can after some disappointing starts. It was truly wonderful and after they finished I was standing and in tears again. I thought they were terribly underscored, but oh well, #twizzles. (they are both also incredibly hot 😏🔥)

Gabriella&Guillaume were also amazing live. I loved that they did the most program to the blues music which I truly respect because it is so much harder to keep an audience interested with blues than with hip hop. But the slow section was amazing - the attention to details and the blade work was soooo smooth. I’ve got to say although Guillaume’s skating skills and dance moves are through the roof fantastic, he doesn’t “lead” his partner that well - the Canadian guys do it so much better. I don’t think he has any rivals in the “best male ice dancer by himself” category, but he has a lot to learn to be the best in the “best male partner in ice dance” nomination - he isn’t the full package yet. However I’m a big fan of hard work and dedication (and I’m sad people only appreciate Guillaume’s because he is the more gifted one) so I’m a big fan of Gabi, her personality and facial expressions during the performance. She sells everything better than Guillaume but I don’t think she’s being recognized enough for that.

Madi&Zach also surprised me live by looking far more polished than on TV. The movements were sharp and they’ve got this weirdly different blade quality compared to others that I can’t explain (but i liked it). I certainly was a bit cringey about the music at the beginning of the season, but I’ve got to say that crowd really appreciated it and I was also on board. I smiled so hard when the scores came up because I absolutely love it when underdogs show everyone what they’re capable of.

Last up were Madi&Evan and this unfortunately turned out the same way I felt about Stepanova/Bukin. I had also been a big fan of this SD all season but their way of skating didn’t seem to impress me. I had also liked how Evan just tossed around Madi various times in the program but live it just seemed a little too much? BUT I totally respect that they have worked so much with their chemistry because it was nonexistent some years ago but now they just scream the word “FIIIIREEEEEE”. 😉

Afterwards there were about a hundred of people making a crowd close to the door which skaters entered to go to the draw for the FD. Well, I think it’s not a very good way to get a skaters autograph. They are very tired after the competition and it’s not even over - there’s still the FD so they got to keep focused. I think a moment between a skater and a fan should be much more personal than just blocking an entrance just to get your autograph. I don’t know, it just made me a little uncomfortable when everyone was waiting for them just to come like they’re some sort of zoo animals or whatever. I didn’t want any autographs or anything, it was just SO hard to get through the far-too-excited crowd (to the exit of the arena) I decided to wait until they go away. I didn’t even register that I was standing right after the entrance to the draw (where it wasn’t crowded at all, in fact I was like the only person there) and the wall was from glass so you could see the skaters after they entered the “closed zone”. And then I turned my head and saw FREAKING TESSA AND SCOTT in the closed zone. About a meter from me there was this crazy crowd waiting for skaters and turning their heads in the other direction while I was enjoying my view of Tessa and Scott having a conversation. 😄 They were kind of afar from me though and I was trying my best not to stare ('they are not animals and it is rude to do that’ I muttered to myself) - I don’t think they even saw me because they looked completely in ease as the glass wall separated them from everyone. Then they left further for the draw and I couldn’t see them anymore. Tessa&Scott were already in the closed zone because they skated early but the skaters from the last group still had to come. I’ve got to say it was a bit sad to see the guards having a hard time taking the skaters from the crowd to the closed zone. People went crazy every time someone came. But I, still not accompanied by anyone, just had the best view of my life of skaters like Maia&Alex, Kaitlyn&Andrew, Gabi (Guillaume didn’t show up because he was getting his hand stitched) , Piper&Paul, Madi&Evan and Madi&Zach after they had gone through the crowd. Madison Hubbell actually turned around to see the crowd once again, laughed, then turned in the other direction, saw me all by myself, smiled and waved at me! 😎😱 I was so surprised but also very thankful for such a nice gesture! (jeez, but I hope I didn’t look like those weird, creepy stalkers 😁). The crowd finally went away and I got to walk out normally.

My journey was over but the memories were never going to fade. It was an experience I wouldn’t trade for anything in the world as it brought the whole spectrum of emotions to me. It was the best day of my life. I can never thank enough to my mom who came up with this idea and travelled with me. We had the most fantastic time ever. ❤️

(thanks for reading, this was suuuuper long 😂)

anonymous asked:

Could I have a scenario where Iwaizumi's little, younger, shy, S/O is masterbating (with a brush or something like that) in her room and he hears her then he decides to go help (she gets very embarrassed XD) he fucks her with the brush (or something like that) and then things go from there... in the end she ends up squirting for the first time and she ends up extremely embarrassed while Iwaizumi thinks it's unbelievably hot... (I'm so sorry you don't have to do this request...I'm terrible...)

Anonymous said to sfw-haikyuu-nsfw:
Iwaizume comes home to find his gf masturbating, fingering, using toys and rubbing herself against his pillow? While he was away in the practice camp.

Is it okay that I combined the two of these? They’re relatively the same, no?

At first, I was really embarrassed when I saw these and sorta nervous about writing them, but then I just reminded myself that female masterbation is 100 percent normal! Like, seriously, my boyfriend and I were discussing how strange it is that society doesn’t see the act as normal for one sex and not the other. Then again, there’s a whole realm of problems with the double standards between men and women, but we won’t go into that here! 

Anyway, enjoy, Anons!


When he walked through the door of their shared bedroom, he was completely taken by surprise by the sight that was now before him. His breath caught in his throat and his muscles tensed up, his hand gripping tightly at the knob of the door. Because there she was, spread out bare over their bed, her head thrown back against the cushions as her hand was buried deep between her legs. And, fuck, the way she breathed his name; so needy and desperate.

Iwaizumi had been away at practice camp and she had been here, finding a way to replace him during his absence. What else had she chosen to fill that space that he usually resided while he had been gone? How many times had that earning voice called out his name while he had been unable to hear it? And, god, how many times was he going to make up for that tonight?

Moving forward on unsteady feet, he took in the eyes that finally caught sight of him, their need growing as he approached. Barely sparing a glance at what she had pressed between her thighs, he took hold of it, taking over as he leaned over her. Her skin flushed red, her chest rose as her voice did, their eyes locking as the lust shifted between them. His body buzzed as he leaned to capture her lips with his own, teeth tugging at the flesh there.

A growl ripped from his throat as he removed whatever was inside her before frantically tugging down the waistband of his shorts, wasting no more time in joining their bodies together. Wrap legs wrapped around his waist, pressing him tighter against her, deeper. Nails found purchase on his shoulders, digging into his skin. His teeth drove into the pulse at her neck, bringing a cry from her lips and her to clench tightly around him.

A wetness covered his stomach, bringing his movements to an abrupt halt, his eyes dropping to the sudden mess he found there. He heard her rambling, perhaps apologizing, but he couldn’t bring his gaze away from what he was able to make her do. A new desire rose inside him, his hips instantly dipping to take on a new vigor to his thrusts, mind hazy as it tried to take in everything that was driving him over the edge.

There was a whole weeks worth of this to make up for, he was going to make good on tonight. He didn’t stop when his own body tensed, he continued to press inside her until he recreated the same result he had been blessed with prior. And now that he knew how to get it from her, he was going to take everything he could get, enjoying every part of her as deeply as possible.

The Bad Trip - Dally Winston Imagine

A/N: In case you can’t tell by the word count, I got really into this imagine and was really anticipating it and I am really proud of this writing. That said, while I want people to read it, I do not want anyone that could be triggered by reading about drugs, suicidal thoughts or feelings of hopelessness to read about this. Take care of yourselves and if you do choose to read it, I hope you love it! (Also, a quick PS, I ended this so that if people want a part 2, I can definitely write one)  

Word Count: 1565

Warnings: Suicide mention, death mention, drugs mention, hallucination mention

Pairing: Dally Winston x Reader

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Bittersweet // Jung Hoseok

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Oneshot

Summary//Request: Hoseok meets you by chance in a quiet cafe while you’re visiting Seoul - feeling the overwhelming need to speak to you and become a part of your world.

Reminder that (Y/C) stands for - Your Country

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“Seat 2C” (Part 2)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Modern AU)

Summary: Three years have passed since Bucky sat in Seat 2C at the Academy Awards.

For the incomparable Tesla (@bovaria).
For the delightful Jade (@brighterlights).
For the sublime Nicole (@buckyywiththegoodhair).

pt. one → pt. two → pt. three 

Bucky’s mind is fuzzy, the last remnants of his dream chased away as he realizes he’s awake, only to quickly groan with regret. Why did he think grading papers on his bed was a good idea?

He pads into the living room and pauses mid-yawn, scrunching up his face in confusion. He can’t tell if he’s hallucinating or if (Y/N) is really in his living room, giggling with Sam.

“So students leave reviews of their professors on this site? I can’t imagine it’s very credible.”

“Credible or not, it’s pretty great. Check it.” Sam clears his throat into a falsetto. “Professor Barnes is a modern-day Mr. Darcy without the brooding and inability to communicate properly with women. He’s total man crush Monday material!”

“Modern-day Darcy? Classic romantic lead trope. Not too shabby, I’d say.”

“(Y/N)?” Bucky sleepily rubs his face and waves as his girlfriend and roommate finally notice his presence. “You’re here? You should have woken me.”

“You looked so peaceful, I couldn’t bring myself to wake you up.” (Y/N)’s face melts into a full smile as she places a hand over her hair. “Babe, how is that you look so cute even though you just stumbled out of bed?”

“I dunno?” Bucky mumbles, still half-asleep. He trudges to the couch and cuddles into (Y/N)’s side. He lets out a tired yet content sigh as (Y/N) gathers him into her arms and gently strokes his hair. “Hi, doll,” he breaths, happily looking into her eyes.

“Hi,” (Y/N) beams. “You know they say the butterflies go away after the honeymoon period?”

“Mmhmm.”

“It’s been three years, but ooh baby, you still got it,” (Y/N) sultrily winks as she pulls Bucky towards her for a kiss.

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#16daysofOutlander

Day 11 - The Devil’s Mark

3 iconic Jamie and Claire scenes, 2 amazing supporting actor performances, and 1 perfect straight-out-of-the-book moment.

(1) Ned Gowan, lawyer extraordinaire, played masterfully by Bill Paterson. I have loved Ned throughout the series but in this episode he really shows his true colours. He’s determined to defend Claire, despite Colum’s displeasure and he will use everything in his power to do that. But in the end, when his superior knowledge means nothing and the women are condemned, I love the fact that emotion takes over and he resorts to waving his gun around in order to protect the women. Go Ned, the least likely hero you ever did see!

(2) Geillis truly comes into her own in this episode too. She’s a character that I have felt real ambivalence for until this point, deliberately so, I’m sure, as Lotte Verbeek has made her especially mysterious. But at the moment of crisis, as Claire is flogged, Geillis steps up and proves her worth, saving her fellow prisoner, with what appears to be the ultimate sacrifice. You can’t fail to admire Geillis here, and Lotte Verbeek was outstanding throughout the witch trial scenes.

(3) One of my all time favourite book moments is Jamie interrupting the witch trial and saying these iconic words ’ I swore an oath before the altar of God to protect this woman. And if you’re tellin’ me that ye consider your own authority to be greater than that of the Almighty, then I must inform ye that I’m no of that opinion myself’. To hear Sam Heughan say these words aloud, just as I had always imagined them being delivered, gave me chills and I still get goosebumps now on subsequent viewings. Jamie is Claire’s ‘army’ and by golly, do you believe that watching this scene ( Sam’s face here is extraordinary)

The last twenty minutes of this episode contains for me 3 iconic Jamie and Claire scenes, the confession (4), the fireside lovemaking (5), and the farewell at the stones (6). Each and everyone of these scenes was played exquisitely by Caitriona and Sam : Claire’s vulnerability as she finally (finally!) tells Jamie the whole truth and Jamie’s acceptance and even humour at such a moment ; the piercingly sweet and achingly sensual lovemaking as Jamie attempts to memorise every single thing about his wife, quietly did me in, his touch is so reverent, and so very tender ( it’s also unbelievably hot) ; and at the last, that hillside goodbye.

Claire’s completely unprepared for reaction to seeing the stones, and what it actually means: that to go back to the 20th century means leaving this amazing, intelligent, strong, gentle, loving man, who has fought for her, killed for her, cared for her throughout their time together. Finally her head catches up with her heart, because by now Jamie is the ‘heart and breath’ of her body. And all these emotions can be seen on Caitriona ’s face in the course of this scene. 

This is equally true of Sam’s performance here, the audience feels every ounce of Jamie’s pain, as he readies himself to say a final goodbye to his Sassenach, the woman to whom his heart is eternally pledged, steeling himself to survive the next how ever many years without her. If you didn’t cry buckets at this moment then frankly you must be some kind of automaton.

And lastly a bonus image (7) of the tear that launched a thousand more. I had just managed to gather myself at this point when I espied that tear slowly falling down that cheek, and that totally and utterly destroyed me. Again.

So on that thought, roll on Season 2, say I. Expect rivers of tears, people, rivers, nay, oceans will be unleashed…and I. Can’t. Wait.

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Whoever that actress was who played young Mr. Kaplan deserves about five Emmys for tonight's episode

That was fucking incredible. I could watch her for hours. How did they find somebody so unbelievably perfect to play Kate? For a hot minute I thought they’d just CGI’s the older actress’s face - she was that spot on.

I need a show starring both younger and older Kaplans immediately!

anonymous asked:

Not sure if this has been asked already but who is your favorite clone from Orphan Black & why?

Alison because my girl is a hot. ass. mess.

and I love her relationship with Felix:

especially since this is where she and Felix start:

and she was surprisingly dark:

like there is so much more to Alison than the stereotypical housewife although Tatiana embodies those aspects of Alison unbelievably well. I tend to like characters who are secretly sociopathic and have a penchant for darkness and I think that’s Alison.

Helena is a very close second because Helena is batshit and fucking hilarious.

Audrey x Reader - Attention

Pairings: Audrey Jensen x Reader 
Warnings: Bit of swearing, lots of fluff
Word Count: 1076
Request: “
Audrey fluff imagine where the reader is studying for exams but Audrey constantly distracts her with light kisses and tickling?– anon

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“One particle of unobtanium has a nuclear reaction with the flux capacitor, carry the two, changing its atomic isotope into a r-“  my incoherent mumbles were cut off as a sloppy kiss was placed on my cheek, before peppering down my jaw and to the exposed skin of my neck. Hair pulled up into a messy bun and loose pyjamas that hung off my shoulder gave easy access to the girl who was so close, she was almost mounting me.

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“Who I Am Inside” Part 2

Chapter 2

I opened up the door and gestured them inside. Not knowing what was coming next. My palms were sweaty and I could barely think straight. Trying to think of why they would be here. They went and sat over at the couch, giving each other a look. Craig, the tall one, ushered me to sit down on the couch across from them so they could begin with there questioning. I felt Eric’s eyes burning through me. I silently gulped to myself as I took a seat.

“Miss Greene, we were sent down here by our supervisor to follow up on the case that involved Mrs. Mayfair. Are you familiar with her? She lived down the street from you? In the big, blue house?” Craig said gently.

“Mrs. Mayfair was a wonderful lady. She had a heart of pure gold, I can tell you that. She would always come down to the library where I work at, and get tons of books. She loved to read. Her and her husband were like saints around the community. She was like the fairytale grandma everyone wanted. She even babysat for my little sister a few times.” I said softly.

Before Craig could say anything, Eric interjected.

“Do you know if Granny had any enemies?” he said rudely

His rude tone caught me off guard, which me even more nervous

“Umm… Not that I know of Agent. Everyone around here loved her. She wouldn’t hurt a soul. Wait a minute, I heard that she tripped going down the stairs and the blow from her head hitting the floor killed her. When it happened, she was alone.” I said

“That’s what the other investigators thought, until some new evidence showed up.” Eric said bluntly.

“Is there anything else about that night you can tell us about? Did you happen to talk to her that day at the library or outside?” said Craig nonchalantly, as well as giving Eric a dirty look.

I didn’t know why, but for some odd reason I felt close to these guys. Even though the short one was kind of douchy. It was weird. Like I was supposed to know them. Their names sounded familiar too. Like you’ve heard of those names before, but you couldn’t place where.

“She was actually supposed to babysit my little sister that night, but she canceled saying that she didn’t feel good.” I said.

“At what time did she cancel on you?” Craig said curiously

“I believe it was around 7 o’clock.”

“Ok, thank you for your time Miss Greene. My partner and I have some business to discuss. Also, do you know of any good motels around in the area?” said Eric

“Umm yeah. If you get a motel room around here you will want to go to the Baymont. I heard the have really nice rooms down there for a good price.” I said.

Eric went outside to get the car and Craig gave me his card.

“If you see anything suspicious around the area, or anywhere at all, just let us know.” Craig said caringly, giving you a comforting smile.

His hands felt warm when they touched yours as he handed you the carded. I also got that weird close feeling that I was getting earlier. I looked at his face and by his expression, I could tell that he felt it too. His eyes were studying my face until he heard his partner honk his horn. We broke out of the trance and he bid me a good day. I watched them drive off in the sleek, black Chevy impala.

“Cool car.” I thought to myself as I shut the door.

I still couldn’t shake the feeling like I was supposed to know them…

Originally posted by thewinchesterdaily


*Sam’s Pov*

As I opened the door to the impala, I couldn’t help but think about Y/n. Something was different about her. Different from all the other people we ever met during a case. Everything went normal, but I couldn’t help but get this strange feeling. She was beautiful, but I wasn’t attracted to her. Maybe it was just that scared and she was home alone. I don’t know. It just felt like some sort of a connection.

   I glanced over at Dean, to see if he was getting the same vibe I was. As my eyes met him, he was opening up a bag of beef jerky and shoving his hand in. Not a care in the world look on his face. I rolled my eyes and started the conversation.

“So do you think we have case here?”

“Well, since Mrs. Mayfield’s husband is nowhere to be found, and after the intel we collected around town about the couple, we might have a case.” Dean said, after he took a big swig of his beer.

“Dude, it’s not even noon yet. Really?” I said

“What? Well if somebody didn’t fill up the cooler with his poop juice protein shakes, and pack some waters, we wouldn’t be having this discussion, Sammy!” said Dean.

I rolled my eyes again, and decided to question him if he felt the same way I did after leaving Y/n’s house.

“Hey Dean, do you, do you like feel weird after visiting the last girl’s house?” I asked curiously.

“Yeah, I hate kids” Dean said

“No, I mean weird.” I said

“What do you mean, weird?” giving me a quizzical look.

“I don’t know how to describe it, but like maybe we are supposed to know her. This case just feels like a different one.” I said, speaking out my thoughts

“Hmm… Huh. Not as weird as the suicidal teddy bear, Sammy. Not as weird as that one.”

I shook my head, remembering the case. Trying to get that image out of my head.

‘She was hot though for her age” Dean smiled smugly.

“Dude she’s like nineteen, and you’re 30 something.” I spat disgusted

“A man can dream, Sammy!” Dean said playfully

“You’re unbelievable” I say, as I look out the window

“I’m just messing with you, Sam. Come on, so you feel a connection? I kinda did too.” Dean says seriously.

“Really?” I ask him

“Yeah, just something about her face looked so familiar like I’ve seen her somewhere before. I couldn’t place my finger on it though.” said Dean

“Do you think we should look into her more? I could ask Cas to co-”

“Woah, woah, woah. Look we’ve seen thousands of faces, in thousands of different places. We’ve might of just saw some some similar features as Y/n. I don’t want to scare the poor girl. Especially when Cas uses his angel mojo. You’re reading too much into this, Sammy. This was just supposed to be a simple case.” Dean let out a huff.

“Since when do ever have simple cases Dean? Oh right, never. This happens to us every time. Thinking that something is nothing, when it really is. There is something about that girl and I am going to figure out what it is. Whether you help, or not.”

Dean tilted his head to side and pondered this. Then he spoke.

“Fine, we will look into this. We will get Cas to help us, but I don’t want to look stupid if it turns out to be nothing.” Dean agreed

We pulled up to the motel, and parked right in front of it

“Don’t worry, Big Brother, you always do.” I smiled and got out of the car.

The window was down, so I heard Dean when he said “Shut up!”

As we went inside the motel, my thoughts were still of Y/n. Hoping, that she stays safe and whatever got Mrs. Mayfield stays away from her.

Originally posted by marilynmay


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anonymous asked:

omfg literally all of Diana's outfits are so??? unbelievably hot?? Like that white outfit she has next to the statue made me gay.. AGAIN the first time being her outfit on lex's footage of her in paris.... anyway sorry not smart meta or speculations just blind love for Diana, her outfits, and Gal rocking them in every shot

For real. Her outfits in BvS, her solo movie, and JL have been so on point. We are blessed. That leather ensemble in the JL teaser might be my favorite.

Snow Angels

Pairing: Scott Lang x reader

Summary: This is part of mine and @buckyywiththegoodhair‘s Christmas Drabble Party. Request: Scott Lang + Snow Angels. Thank you for being such a sweetheart @themcuhasruinedme. I hope you enjoy the drabble! 

Words: 750ish

Warnings: F L U F F

Originally posted by paulruddaily

“Scott, we can’t! It’s freezing outside!“ 


”[Y/N], come on! We’ll bundle up. It’s the first night it’s snowed this holiday season and Cassie has been dying to make snow angels.“ He nudges Cassie, whose attention is on her tablet and whatever game’s her current obsession.

She looks up at him questioningly. "What?" 


“Tell [Y/N] how badly you’ve been wanting to make snow angels!”

She stares at her father for a beat and tilts her head a little. “Dad. I’m a big girl. I don’t make snow angels anymore.”

Scott exaggeratedly brings a hand to his heart and gasps. “I was counting on you, Cas. You were my final hope.“

You roll your eyes at his theatrics. "Fine!  We’ll go make snow angels, but only if Cas agrees." 

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where you are, i will be - rilaya

extreme soulmate au, who’s ready?

alternatively, read it on ao3 and leave a comment

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“And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.”

She feels as if everything has lead to right now. Absolutely everything. It’s times like this, with her dark hair splayed across a warm pillow and her eyes just barely forcing themselves open as she caresses her knuckles gently- it’s the tiny little moments like this, where she’s nestled into her larger frame, thriving off her touch and body heat, where Maya wonders if she’s loved Riley before.

Maybe it’s because they fit like puzzle pieces, yin and yang. Maybe it’s because everything she says is right. Maybe it’s because her touch is somehow simultaneously rough and gentle and beautiful. How else could she be so perfect, except if she’d done it before?

“Hey,” Riley says, putting her chin atop Maya’s crown of blonde hair. Her words are slurred with sleep and it warms Maya’s heart a small bit.

“Hey,” she responds into the crook of her neck. She can feel Riley’s hairs begin to raise and she smiles against her soft skin.

“I’m glad we’re here.”

Maya knows she’s not talking about the bed, or the position they’re lying in exactly, though that’s a nice extension. She’s talking about them as a whole, as a pair. Maya agrees with her. She’s glad that everything they went through lead them here. There’s something comforting about the fact that Riley is her beginning and her end, even if she wasn’t quite her’s somewhere in between.

“Yeah, Riles, me too.”

She burrows further into her warmth, her smell, her safety. Riley kisses her forehead once before her cheek rests on top of her head, fingers lightly brushing the small of her back. Then Maya drifts off into sleep with the comfort that when she awoke it’d be in the arms of someone she loved more than life itself.

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Ok experiment time

Hands up everyone who fancies or has ever fancied @ectoholtzmann. Unbelievably she doesn’t believe me that people on here do. Or that she has a fan club. Note to the fan club - you need badges ;)

And remember, if you don’t be honest she will actually think I’m lying, and worse than that I will get all sad because her beautiful face isn’t getting the recognition it deserves.

Or like… send me anons if you want to remain anons. I NEED HER TO BELIEVE ME X’D