shes just so attractive its not funny

anonymous asked:

Helloooo! :) Can i request headcanons for Kirishima, Tetsutetsu and Bakugo with a fem s/o who is Midnight's niece so her quirk is similar. The s/o can give off an enticing/alluring/enchanting scent/smell rendering her opponents unable to focus. Basically, she makes them go weak in the knees. :D I wish you the best of luck on your blog sweety!!! <3 <3 <3

Thank you so much hun ❤️


  • He admires her fighting technique which renders her opponent useless just by the scent she gives off
  • He thinks its the coolest thing ever, but always warns her not to use it too much as it could attract the wrong attention from the people around her
  • He will always be supporting her during her fights


  • He does get protective of them every now and again when they use their quirk a significant amount due to all the people fawning over her
  • He does find it funny when he sees her opponents melt under her aroma and it makes him feel lucky to have her
  • She once used her quirk on him so they could both go out and get ice cream


  • He honestly gets a little jealous when she uses her quirk for the reason that her opponents are head over heels for her when she does
  • It does make for an easy fight but it ends with an upset Bakugou a lot of the time
  • He can never stay too mad at her and he will compliment her on her fight and will always give her a kiss to show to everyone that she is taken

anonymous asked:

I think in the gif set you just posted, were you implying that Oswald smelled Ivy's perfume? If so, then he didn't actually. She was putting it on and was going to make Gabe smell it. Oswald wasn't close enough to smell it though. Also, Ivy's perfume doesn't make people attracted to her, it makes them susceptible to suggestion and manipulation from her. It's a version of mind control and has nothing to do with attraction (if that wasn't what you were implying then sorry, ignore this)

It’s just a funny post ahah I made it bc of this:

It’s Gotham recap that was posted before the episode xD

anonymous asked:

Hello! Can you do a jealous Yona? Probably after she gives Hak his "freedom" back and girls flocked around him and he starts to get along with them. I just really want to see a jealous Yona ☺️☺️☺️

jealous yona ftw

ok so i love the idea you gave but i’m not mentally prepared to write about yona being strong enough to give hak his freedom so i hope this is still ok i’m sorry

Title: Circles
Word Count: 2,297
Rating: T 
Summary: When the Happy Hungry Bunch finds its way back to Fuuga, Yona realizes some things about herself that may or may not have to do with Hak’s natural ability to attract hordes of beautiful women.

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New Fic Idea or Something

Crosshares AU where Coco is VERY attracted to Velv’s accent, so she constantly get Velvet to repeat things but somehow bunbun never catches on.

So one day, Velv goes up to the team, and she’s like “I’m goin on a maccas run, anyone want anything?”

And Coco, who by this point is a fukken champ at playing it cool, just kinda tilts her head. “You’re going where?”

“A maccas run.” 

“Running where?”

“Maccas! Wanna get some fries.” 

“Mackers? You’re looking for people making out?” 


say i never mattered [3/4] | shawn mendes imagine


requested by @adancer24

word count: 1,351

author’s note: this won’t make sense unless you’ve read part i and part ii before. enjoy xx

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In the month that passed after your breakup with Shawn, you were surprised by how quickly time continued to pass. Some subconscious part of you must have childishly thought that once you severed ties, time would simply cease to carry on. Instead, life kept pushing forward, whether or not you wanted it to.

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Not to turn this into ‘attractive women bashing’ because not all attractive women ARE shitty people- and I appreciate the cool ones like my best friend, who understand looksism etc. BUT at school and University, I always found it interesting that many of the attractive girls I encountered had this weird mixture of a superiority complex mixed with a sense of jealousy, towards girls like me. Like the second I had anything going for me, they would get angry. Like this girl I was ‘friends’ with at school- she skinny, model-looking, and I short and chubby- would always find a way to disparage, discredit it etc. anything I achieved or did, like it was so stupid and lame- BUT would often copy my ideas. At University this HORRIBLE girl I knew through mutual friends [due to lack of options], my other friend and I were once at the end of semester ball event [yeah our Uni was corny and boring, this was one of the few decent events] and I mentioned to them there was a guy there I knew and I joked I should get him to buy me a drink [because I was broke]…she literally FLIPPED when I said that, and got annoyed instantly. It was so weird, like she took it personally. And lo and behold when he came over she immediately started flirting with him and trying to get him to buy HER a drink, like BLATANTLY. Just to prove a point- she didn’t even like him. It wasn’t even that serious, I was kidding. But she couldn’t STAND even the IDEA of me getting any attention. Its funny because people act like its 'ugly’ or plain women that are the mean, nasty, evil, jealous ones, but in my experience, many attractive women have issues with entitlement and jealousy towards women they deem 'lessor’ and will victimise you if you have something they feel THEY should have…and you can’t OPENLY dislike them because everyone will just accuse YOU of being angry and jealous.***Sighs***

anonymous asked:

Random question, but as an INFP sometimes I feel deep emotional connections with both genders and feel attracted to anyone I connect with even if it's just on a small level. Is that something you or other INFPs experience? Or maybe I just feel deeply about everything and everyone idk.

Hello Fellow INFP,

It is so funny that you brought this up because literally I was just talking about this with my mother last week. She has always said since I was super young that I would “fall in love” with people (my teachers, older ones I formed bonds with, etc.) and once they were in that stage with me, it was hard to get out, because I loved them so much. lol Some people just hit us in different ways that we instantly fall in love with them. That’s how I was growing up anyway. Typically I have noticed that us INFPs do form some kind of little bond with people. I think it is just our Feeling that make us want to have some form of bond with others around us. Which is why it is such a contradiction as we are introverted. I think  Contradiction is the perfect word to describe our type really. haha

I personally believe that there are different levels of love tho. This is just how I break it down for myself:

Level 1: Acquaintances -  People that you see but have no deep attachment they are just there in your life but you still care about them and their well being.

Level 2: Friends - Those that you go to a movie with or another causal event with but don’t talk to very much outside of said outing, yet you have something in common and like their company.

Level 3: Good Friends - Those that you do love very much and would do anything for, yet don’t confide in them very deeply. More less share your opinions and show them you do love them and talk quite often, usually becoming their therapist.

Level 4: (Most rare and most people don’t make it this far) - Part of your heart.
Now for some reason, these particular people (I only have 4 that have made it this far with me) are the ones that you will literally take a bullet for. Your loyalty, your love, your happiness, your sorrows and victories. They know them, they know your weaknesses. You’ve probably cried in front of them, gotten mad and told them or tried to tell them how you feel sometimes. These people regardless of gender you kinda are “in love” with. Love doesn’t have to be a romantic thing though. I think love gets skewed into thinking of strictly romance. Where this is not true for me anyways. You can have different kinds of love with different intensities. To be quite honest the 4 people I love are all girls and I am female. You spoke of attraction, I believe us INFPs are attracted to their as I put it “souls” if you will. If their souls or their inner person is pretty, we are attracted to them.So the attraction I personally feel is that of falling in love with their inner person.

Though this can be a bad thing, as I have been hurt a time or two by people I thought I could trust, which made me more choosy and a little more guarded. Not exactly a free spirited INFP move, but that is what makes us all individuals. Life experience teaches us.

Hopefully that makes sense and gives you some thing to go on! Thank you for sharing and again hope I didn’t bore you too much. It is always good to hear from others to make sure we are sane lol  ^^ Message me anytime!

Other INFPs out there feel free to add on! Comparison is always awesome.

-Admin Autumn

Calum hood best friend, cute awkward smut.

“Mum the door!”



I screeched loudly from my comfortable position inside my blanket cocoon, my bedroom completely dark aside from the florescent blue light being emitted from my old laptop. After around a good thirty seconds of no reply from my mother, and an increasingly loud banging coming from my front door, I groaned over dramatically and dragged my limp, pyjama covered legs down the stairs to see who had dared bang on my door at eleven oclock at night. I swear to god if its that fucking Mrs Sprigate from next door again, getting worried about the welfare of her damn wandering cat, I will drop kick her in her wrinkled face. Three times this bloody week she has came over late at night to explain that little felix hasn’t returned home yet and to ask if I had seen anything suspicious on my way to school like a possible cat thief.

“Its so out of character! he always comes home around six for his tea! I tell you y/n, there is something not right here!” she would constantly complain. She never did fail however to call by in the morning and put my worrying heart to rest that felix had returned home in the early hours of the morning unharmed. well thank fuck for that.

As I reached the bottom of the stairs the knocking hadn’t subsided even the tiniest bit, the glass wobbling with every slam of the strangers fist. “Jesus I’m coming! try not to break the door down” I rolled my eyes angrily as I unlocked the several locks on my front door… better safe than sorry, is what my mum always says.

“She fucking did it again! This time it wasn’t just a kiss…She fucked him! I cant believe her! the way she begged me to take her back the last time, she was in floods of tears telling me how much she loved me and guess what? I fucking believed her! How could I be so damn stupid! I literally gave her everything I had… you know how long it took me too save up for those bloody Jay Z tickets she wanted for her birthday?! I don’t even fucking like Jay Z! I spent my whole life trying to make her happy and look what she does! she throws it back in my face. Well I’m done. I am so fucking done with her shit. I told her I would pick up my stuff tomorrow after school and after that I don’t want to speak to her again.” Calum pushed past me and finished his angry pacing rant, his shoulders heaving up and down underneath his Black Blink 182 t shirt I bought him for his birthday last year.

“tea?” I asked casually as I walked into my kitchen to put my kettle on, choosing to completely ignore his outburst

“tea? TEA?! That’s all you have to fucking say!?” He followed behind me quickly, clearly not having cooled down from his rant.

“well what do you want me to say? Last time she cheated, I bad mouthed her and then you went and got back with her the next day. Its better I keep my mouth shut” I sighed tiredly.

“Well I’m not getting back with her so you can bad mouth that cheating bitch all you want.” Calum went into my fridge and took out a can of coke, if there was an angry way to open a can, Calum certainly had it down to a T. I merely rolled my eyes in reply, feeling extremely doubtful that would be the case. Calum and Ashley had been dating for around two months,Ashley coincidentally starting to take notice of my best friend when he hit puberty and joined a band… like most of the girls in our school. Ashley was by far the prettiest girl in our year, so as you can imagine, my hormonal friend would be an utter idiot to pass the opportunity to be with her, even if she just wanted him for his newly acquire broad shoulders, toned biceps and chiselled abs. I However, had been with the shit head since year three when he told me my drawing of a flower was pretty and I pushed him into the sand for being a wimp. He cried, I got into trouble and hey presto, we have been best friends ever since.

That was until Ashley came onto the scene of course. Apparently Ashley didnt like how much time me and Calum spent together and thought it was weird how close we were. So Calum did the only thing he could do. He spent almost every waking minute of the day with her and when he finally managed to get a second off, once in a blue moon, he would cycle his bike to see little old me, that is until she would text wanting to see him again.He swapped my freckles for her tan, my frizzy hair for her long blonde flowing locks and my short thin body, for her tall sculpted curvaceous one.

I pushed past him slightly and walked back upstairs to my room, completely ignoring his hard-to-ignore-six-fucking-foot-body in my door way and picked up where I left off, scrolling through my Tumblr dashboard.

“Move over” he groaned in a childish voice trying to climb in bed beside me.

“No… go sit in the bean bag” I growled back

He huffed and plopped down in it, staring at me with those dark eye brows almost covering his eyes.

“Can we watch a movie?”

“No Calum.”

“why are you being such a shitty friend! I’m upset about breaking up with my girlfriend and you are being a dick to me! You are supposed to be consoling me!” He groaned standing up, with a little struggle I should add.

“I’m a shitty friend?! This is the first time you have spoken to me in I don’t know how long and you expect me to just be normal? You are the shittest friend I have ever had! you practically ditched me for someone who doesn’t even like you, treated you like shit and only wanted you for your dick! so don’t you dare call me a shit friend!.” I shout back

“Well I’m sorry I haven’t had time for you its just I’ve been trying so hard to-”

“I know. Ashley. I just hate how you can drop me like I mean absolutely nothing to you and when you lose the hot girlfriend I’m suddenly your top priority.”

“I didn’t drop you!” He defended

“you so did! you stopped sitting with us at lunch, you took her to prom even though we made a pact that we would go together when we were like 14 and you missed my birthday party! my fucking birthday just because she was leaving town for a few days and you guys needed quality time.” I was beginning to feel the tears swell to my eyes… come on Y/n. You never cry.

“I-I I’m sorry…” It came out as barely a whisper and I could tell he meant it. His dark brown eyes were guilty as they scanned my face for any signs of breaking down. I hated fighting with him more than anything, one because i hated seeing him cry and two because I never hold my ground. One lip quiver from that boy and I give in.

“I just- It doesn’t matter Cal… lets just watch a film, yeah?” I quickly wiped my eyes and began rummaging through various DVDs to keep myself busy. I decided on Batman… a favourite of both of ours. Calum had slowly sat down on my bed kicking his large vans off onto my carpet and pulling the duvet up over his long legs. His face was inviting still showing signs of guilt and pity towards me… I however didn’t care. I plopped down on the other side of the bed as far as I could possibly get from him causing an understanding yet ever so cute frown to etch across his face.

“you mean the world too me y/n” Calum whispered after around twenty minutes of heart shattering silence, neither of us paying attention to the movie and thinking about the elephant in the room. This little statement made my heart swell. I knew he cared about me… he wouldn’t have stayed up all night to help me revise for Spanish causing him to fail his physics exam, if he didn’t care. He wouldn’t have stayed with the screaming crying seven year old me in the hospital when I cracked my head open, reassuring me that I would have the most bad ass scar even though the sight of the blood was making him physically sick, if he didn’t care . He wouldn’t have taken the blame for the pot my mum found in my jeans even though he told me not to do it and that I would get caught, if he didn’t care. I stared at him for what felt like an eternity before slowly shuffling over and wrapping my arms around his lean stomach and gently placing my face into the croak of his neck. He let out a shaky breath and quickly pulled me closer to him, his face pressed into my hair, breathing in my shampoo.

“You aren’t a shitty friend” I murmured against his neck quietly.

“I am. You didn’t deserve what I did to you its just… fuck I thought I loved her”

“Thought?” I asked confused

“I didn’t love her… that’s clear now, I just. I was thinking with my dick you know? I loved how jealous everyone was of me because everyone wanted her but she’s just so bland… I mean I tried to like her and I defiantly found her attractive but she has no personality… I guess I was blinded by infatuation? I don’t know but it still isn’t an excuse for the way I treated you. I did miss you though… like hell. I saw this funny sign in town the other day and I went to send you a picture and Ashley got annoyed so I didn’t but I do always think of you..and prom would have been better with you as my date.”

“Oh please I wouldn’t look nearly as good as Ashley in a prom dress!” I smiled sitting back and wiping the silent tears that had fallen.

“I dunno… I think you would have looked pretty fucking stunning” Calum brushed a few stray curls that had stuck to my face with the salty tears. His eyes were looking deeply into mines, his mouth parted ever so slightly with a look of something you had never seen before. It was complete seriousness as his eyes scanned my face in almost realisation, his hand gently working its way up onto the back of my neck.

“I really want to kiss you right now.” He stated quietly making my heart flutter and my pulse to increase. I searched his face for any signs of joking but I again came up short, finding only his adorning eyes peering back at me. Could I really kiss Calum? Do I want to kiss Calum? As I thought through absolutely everything I came to the decision. Of course I wanted to kiss him. I think this is the part where I’m supposed to say something smooth and inviting like “why don’t you?"or "my lips are right here”, however me being me, all that came out was
“Why don’t you do my lips?” I muttered causing Calum to burst out into a fit of chuckles. Realising what had just came out my mouth I groaned embarrassedly and hid my beet red face into his shoulder which was vibrating with laughter.
“ I didn’t mean to say that!! I was trying to be smooth and it just… Came out wrong!” I groaned with a chuckle at my stupidity
“Oh god y/n. You are so cute” Calum smiled adoringly at me, his long rough fingers brushing over my still reddened cheeks.
“I’m an idiot.” I stated back.
“An idiot I still really want to kiss…” Calum smirked trailing his thumb across my bottom lip leaving me breathless.
Deciding against saying anything more I merely leaned in further, inching closer to his plump pouted lips in almost slow motion.
When my lips touched his pink, soft, cola tasting ones my stomach erupted into a swarm of butterflies. This is not what I expected from kissing my best friend! Moving my lips against his felt so… Real? Like I can’t believe we hadn’t done this before.
Cheekily Calum deepened the kiss swiping his tongue dazedly across my lips searching for mines. He tugged on my waist making me gasp and him chuckle lightly.
“What are you doing?” I asked breathlessly
“Get on my lap you douche!” He chuckled reconnecting our lips and pulling me into a straddling position. We continued kissing, my small hands got a little braver and began roaming his toned chest and stomach earning a light growl of approval from him. His large hand slowly began tracing its way up my waist and on to my rib cage, obviously wanting to see if I was okay with where this was going.
“Can I touch you?” He asked shyly against my lips, his face noticeably changing to relieved when I nodded frantically. His large hand cupped my breast over my Tshirt and bra, gently massaging it, enticing a moan from the unfamiliar feeling.
“Can I take your top off?” I asked nervously… I knew where this was leading and I was one hundred percent positive I wanted it but I was a little doubtful of what he wanted.
“God yes” he quickly whipped off his Tshirt and reattached his lips to my neck sucking at various different spots making me moan. All the while I was becoming increasingly aware of the throbbing and wetness that was beginning to develop in my crotch. Eager for any type of friction I began grinding my crotch onto his hardening cock causing his breath to catch in his throat.
“Can I take off your shirt?” He asked
“Uhm… Yeah I guess so.” Noticing my hesitancy he kissed my collar bones gently.
“Your bloody gorgeous okay?” He murmured
“But you are used to Ashley and she is like so… Fuck her boobs are huge! That should be illegal at her age!” I groaned making Calum laugh lightly.
“Stop comparing yourself with her. You are fucking perfect… And I like your boobs. They fit perfectly in my hands” he gave my boobs a quick squeeze to get his point across making me blush. I shyly pealed off my Tshirt and unclasped my plain completely unsexy bra.
Calum let out a gasp and immediately turned us over so I was underneath him, clumsily causing me to hit the back of my head against the headboard lightly.
“Ow!!” I giggled
“Oh shit! I’m sorry are you okay?!” He asked worriedly until he saw my smiling face.
“We are so bloody awkward.” He laughed attaching his lips to my nipple and sucking lightly. I was biting my lip to hold back a loud moan from the pleasure that seemed to go straight to my crotch.
“You can moan y/n… It’s hot” Calum giggle pulling my lip from my teeth. I let out a loud guttural moan making him burst out laughing and hide his face in my cleavage.
“Okay try not sound like you are dying whale!” he laughed kissing my grinning lips again.
Calum’s hips slowly began to grind down into mines creating a lovely friction to my clit making me moan. I wrapped my legs around his hips and pulled him closer causing him to groan.
“I’m gonna take off your jeans But it doesn’t mean we have to have sex okay? We can do other stuff too you know…” Calum rambled on nervously obviously not wanting to pressure me into having sex with him. He was well aware of the fact I was a virgin and wanted to save having sex for the boy I loved.
“Cal… Do you have a condom? I mean in the event of me, maybe, apossibly… Wanting too?” I asked nervously. Calum nodded quickly got up and pulled his wallet out of his back pocket, placed the foil packet on the bed side table and muttered a quick “just in case”. Taking advantage of the absence of his weight, I quickly shimmied my trousers down my legs and through them off the bed leaving me in my cotton grey underwear… Incredibly sexy I know.
“You turned on, are ya y/n?” He chuckled staring down at the wet patch in the crotch of my panties.
“Excuse me! You are almost poking my eye out with your hard on right now!” I retaliated making him chuckle. He quickly slipped off his tight jeans leaving him in his black boxers,his straining cock painfully noticeable through the thin fabric. We continued our heated make out session until I gently pushed him off of me and began palming him though his boxers with fake confidence.
“Calum can I… Can I try… Ya know?” I asked nervously motioning down to his crotch.
“Suck my dick?” He asked excitedly.
“Yeah… I mean I haven’t done it before so I will be really bad at it and-”
“Y/n. You will be fucking fantastic at it. I will guide you through it?” He cut me off and kissed my cheek lightly obviously eager for this to happen. I moved down so I was in between his legs, face to face with his crotch. I took a deep breath and pulled his boxers down, his large cock springing free immediately, all the while my eyes continued to widen with worry as I studied the unfamiliar body part.
“You okay y/n?” He chuckled lightly and stroked my cheek.
“I don’t know where the hell you are planning on putting that because it certainly is not going to fit anywhere inside me.” I stated firmly making him laugh loudly.
“Don’t worry about that… It will fit.” He kissed my forehead.
Doubtfully I took his length in my hand and stroked it up and down making Calum moan loudly.
“I’m probably gonna suck at this by the way… Oh my god you get it?! Suck!” I laughed loudly at my unintended pun.
“You- you are such a d-dork” Calum smiled through the pleasure I was giving him from pumping my hand up and down slowly.
“ okay so just start by putting the tip in your mouth… No teeth though” he quickly added making me roll my eyes. Doing as he instructed I gently sucked the tip into my mouth.
“Yeah… Yeah fuck that’s good. Now just take a little at a time and kind of bob your head… Ugh yeah like that” he was heavy on my tongue as I took more and more every time. Seeing Calum as a moaning thriving mess made me want to continue to take more and more, turning me on immensely.
“You are sooo good at this… I knew you would be… Ugh I’m gonna cum y/n” he warned bucking his hips up slightly. I pressed his hips into my mattress and sucked harder, bobbing my he’s down further.
Let me tell you, Calum Hood coming is the most beautiful sight in this world and everyone should have the opportunity to see such beauty at least once in their life. His abs clenched as his back arched, spilling his loud down my throat. I slowly pulled off of him and sat back smirking, just taking in the naked, sweaty gasping body in front of me.
“First time my ass” he moaned after he managed to calm down.
“I did good?” I wiggled my eye brows up and down smugly
“So good… I’m gonna have to return the favour now aren’t I?” He smiled pulling me down beside him and shuffling between my legs.
“It would appear… That giving blow jobs turns you on?” Calum asked smugly gently rubbing me over my wet knickers.
“Just do something” I gasped at the foreign feeling of someone other than myself, touching me down there.
“So bloody demanding” Calum dragged my underwear down slowly and teasingly kissed up my thighs, deliberately avoiding my soaked centre.
“Please” I whimpered out. After my tiny plea Calum dove right in, sucking and running his tongue over my swollen clit.
My head was thrown back, my back was arching off the bed trying to get as much as this pleasure as I could. I felt my insides clenching after an embarrassingly small amount of time but I didn’t really care. “Fuck Calum!” I whimpered out nearing my high. He slowly slipped two of his long fingers inside of me and curved them up, tipping me into a mind shattering orgasm.
“Oh- CALUM!” I through my head back in pleasure.
He let me calm down by pressing light sweet kissed over my stomach and thighs gently rubbing my trembling legs.
“You look really fucking hot when you come.” He muttered against my lips making me blush, despite the intimate moment we had just shared
“You are really good at that” I smiled lazily.
“I do try” he faked cockiness and flipped his hair making me chuckle.
“I- I want too.” I whispered.
“Are you sure? You only lose it once… And it’s gonna hurt-”
“I’m positive.” I cut him off and reached for the condom and tore open the packet. I took the rubber in my hands and looked at it confused
“Uhm… You wanna handle this?” I asked laughing at my totally inexperience. He gently guided my hands down to his again hard length.
“You just pinch the top and roll it down… That’s it” he smiled at me proudly and pecked my lips quickly. He shuffled and positioned himself at my wet enters nice pausing to look at me.
“This is gonna hurt but I will do my best to make you feel as soon as possible.” he kissed my lips slowly, lovingly and intertwined our fingers.
“Tell me to stop and I will.”
He slowly pushed in, inch by inch filling me up. I’m not going to lie. It hurt like a bitch but not nearly as bad as I thought it would.
“Are you okay?” He asked me as I let out a little whimper.
“Yeah.. Just give me a minute… I’m just not used to the feeling” I couldn’t help but smile trough the pain at his sweet actions of peppering kisses across my forehead.
“What the penis feeling?” Calum joked making me smile and chuckle lightly.
“Fuck y/n you don’t know good you feel when you do that” Calum pressed his sweaty face into my shoulder and groaned.
“You can uh… Move but just be slow yeah?” I asked, the pain in my groin subsiding to a full ache. Calum didn’t need to be told twice slowly pulling out and pushing back in, looking at me lovingly and muttering words of praise into my hair. Calum’s pace began to quicken as he neared his high causing me to scratch down his back for the strange yet not totally unpleasant feeling.
“Y/n… God I’m gonna cum” he groaned his hips snapping into mines repeatedly.
“Cum Calum… Cum for me” I moaned into his dark wet hair. With a few more thrusts he quivered and spilled himself inside the condom, collapsing on top of me in pure fatigue.
“Good game champ” I giggled and slapped his ass lightly.
“You really know how to kill a mood don’t you?!” He chuckled and looked at me with narrowed eyes.
“Listen you were the one who hit my head off the bed!”
“Mmmm… Fair enough.” He smirked. His face was incredibly close, his breath fanning out onto my mines.

“What are we now? I don’t want us to not… I can’t have you leave again…” I murmured lowly feeling incredibly vulnerable, not just because of my nakedness.
“Well we can’t just go back to being friends… Friends don’t do what we just did.” He sighed
“What do you want us to be?” I asked nervously… I don’t think I could handle him not wanting to be with me in anyway… I depended in him in so many ways.
“Honestly? I want you to be my girlfriend so fucking bad.” He stated confidently making a grin break out across my face.
“Hmm I don’t know about that… I mean you are kinda annoying. And you smell.” I shrugged with a serious expression.
“Well unlucky for you cause you’re stuck with me” he winked and cuddled me tightly to his naked body.
“Sorry love I got called into work- CALUM?!” My mum squealed opening the door to my bedroom.

anonymous asked:

I kind of feel like shit because my best friend is so pretty and talks to all these guys and everyone thinks she's pretty and she's really nice and funny and I don't have one person that finds me attractive and whenever any guys talk to me it's so they can ask me about my friend and it's really killed my self esteem like I had bad enough self esteem before but now it's just awful and my anxiety is getting worse because of it and it just really really sucks

you don’t know that no one likes you! it can always be hard to have hot friends but put yourself out there! 60% attractiveness comes from confidence. 

Me trying to get my friend to watch Reign
  • her: so what's it about?
  • me: ummm it's about mary queen of scots as a teenager and she goes to live at french court to get married to the future king of francis.
  • her: ooh, so it's like a historical drama?
  • me: yeah i guess.
  • her: but we know what happens in her life so isn't it a bit boring to know how it'll end.
  • me: ha. haha. hahahaha.
  • her: what?
  • me: nothing, you just made it sound like its historically accurate.
  • her: so it's not?
  • me: hahahahahahahahaha.
  • her: so it's not?
  • me: that's funny joke.
  • her: dear lord does she even end up marrying the future king of france? (interrupts me) no, let me guess, he's actually a dick and she falls in love with a servant boy but marries him anyways and has a torrid affair with the servant?
  • me: close but no cigar.
  • her: seriously, i was right?
  • me: nope.
  • her: so what's the plot?
  • me: basically its a bunch of really attractive people running around in historically inaccurate clothing and people falling in love with the wrong people while the lumineers play in the background.
  • her: i'm intrigued.
  • me: you should be. just watch out, around episode 8 things start to hurt. dear lord, episodes 10-12 hurt like a bitch. oh and watch out for the very end of episode 8, i cried like a baby. but it's all good because episode 13 makes you feel warm and fuzzy. but episode 14 tears that away from you.
  • her: you're not making a very good case for it.
  • me: no, no, some of the actors are truly amazing, especially the main character and the future king of france! it's just that it will tear your heart to pieces and leave you out to dry.
  • her: how many plot twists can there be? its history.
  • me: just watch it!
  • her: but you said it will be painful!
  • me: yeah, you'll feel like you're dying inside but you'll also be a bit happy about it!
  • her: dear lord, i'm so done.

anonymous asked:

I feel almost bad for mrs campbell that no matter how hard they push it no one with eyes can buy her daughter and Louis together. Louis just has ZERO chemistry with women in general, these photos do nothing but cement that fact, it's pretty funny and so so obvious he feels no attraction whatsoever. I'm sure she's a nice girl, but she's a girl- and he ain't interested.

The thing is.. He COULD act friendly with her, he COULD hold her waist when crossing the street and guide her instead of holding her hand and dragging her along, he COULD remove the pillow and 2 dogs so they look remotely romantic, he COULD have an open body language when being next to her, hell he even COULD look at her instead of ignoring her yet he DOES NOT DO THAT. He sends a message with this. It is not only about the attraction. Which of course there’s none, this boy is head over heels in love with Harry but again, he COULD act friendly with this girl but he doesn’t. 

And yet the fucking argument that Louis does nothing against his closet always comes up. So on the long list of arguments how he rebels against his closet please also remember to mention how he acted towards Danielle.