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15 days sentence prompts (Randoms)
  1. “You sold me out?!”
  2. “What do you mean “maybe”? It was a yes or no question!”
  3. “If you say that one more time, you’ll hope for death.”
  4. “No no, your hair looks…unique. It’s okay, I’m sure we can fix it!”
  5. “It’s just a frog, why are you so scared?”
  6. “I’m just saying, if anyone could do it, it’d be me. That’s not cocky!”
  7. “If I’m an idiot, what’s that make you?”
  8. “I didn’t know you could make a flower crown.”
  9. “You can’t just strap a paper horn on a dog and say it’s a unicorn!”
  10. “I’m not crying, it’s just dusty in here, stop looking at me.” 
  11. “Lavender? Plum? Violet? They’re all purple!”
  12. “It’s not only for kids just because it’s a kid’s movie!”
  13. “Trust me, I know exactly what I’m doing. Mostly.”
  14. “Your’re not listening to anything, your headphones are unplugged!”
  15. “Did you just eat that flower?”

For those who like latex maids, here I am in my outfit, so tight you can see my corset busk right through it!  Those are 4.5″ T-ankle strap Italian Heels and fishnets too.

Prom dress shopping with Veronica would include:

  • Veronica insisting that you went to the fanciest boutique in town
  • she picked out the cutest dress for you 
  • it was lacy and had a vintage thing to it, Veronica’s favourite thing
  • you insisted it wasn’t for you and made her try it on instead 
  • you were extremely glad you did
  • she looked gorgeous in the ox blood dress, black lace overlay
  • her t-strap black pumps added the vintage flare that made the dress Veronica Lodge ™
  • your dress was a beautiful purple and Veronica thought it was made for you
  • the luxury pearls placed around her neck added to the feel, and the solid gold necklace around yours (compliments of V) made you feel like a million bucks
  • but she looked so stunning in her dress you couldn’t even compare yours to hers
  • you looked so gorgeous to V, and she looked beyond beautiful to you
  • she was your modern day Audrey Hepburn
Midnight memories


Picture is not mine!

Warnings: Smut


Harry’s POV

It’s already past midnight and I still can’t sleep. My thoughts are all about her. Somehow, she has managed making her way into my mind and conquering my whole heart. All I do is constantly thinking about her. Every day, every night. Since the day she moved into my house. I think I shouldn’t have fallen in love with her. She’s a family member after all. My cousin.

She was allowed to spend her holidays with us since we haven’t seen her or her family for years. She lives in the US and my family and I live in England. My mum has been very excited to see her and she couldn’t even stop talking about her for at least a week.

While (Y/N) is probably sleeping peacefully in our guest room, I’m tossing and turning around in my bed, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. I still remember how her lips felt against mine as she leant forward to kiss me a few days ago. So gentle and so soft. I’m longing for her from that moment on. I’m yearning for more. I’m yearning for her touch, to feel her body against mine. I’m longing for her kiss. There are so many different things that I want to do with her.  I want to show her my love.

But it’s very hard with my mum around. She nearly caught us kissing. So I preferred to be more cautious around her, but you can’t miss the loving glances from (Y/N) that I receive whenever I’m around her. Sometimes, it feels even harder for me not to throw her onto the couch and be as much as close to her that I can because I struggle with fear that we could be caught.

I throw my blanket away from my body and stay up. I cannot take it anymore. I need to be with her. Now.

With excitement rushing through every part of my body and my stomach fluttering with thousand little butterflies, I sneak out of my bedroom. Just the thought of touching her again makes me going wild.

I’m taking a moment to make sure that my mum is not around. She is used to have drink at night but for my luck she’s really not around. With slow and quiet steps, I go down the stairs. My hands are a bit sweaty and my heart, damn my heart feely heavy in my chest.

“Calm down, Harry.” I try to relax. I’m standing in front of the guestroom now and only the white door is between me and (Y/N). It’s the last hurdle I have to deal with to be with her. I take a deep breath and my shaky hand opens the door.

The whole room is illuminated by moonlight. It’s beautiful. My eyes wander to the spot under the window where huge bed is placed there. And there she is!

She looks so innocent and pure while she’s sleeping and with the moonlight lighting her face, she looks more like an angel. Her hair is glittering and I want to run my fingers through her soft and silky strands of hair. I slowly go toward the bed and sit down beside her, watching her chest lifting and falling as she inhales and exhales. Stretching out my hand, I gently caress her cheek. So soft.

And I bend down to her face, my lips brushing hers because I cannot restrain myself. So, I’m kissing her until she wakes up. After a short time, I feel her moving beneath me and her lips responding my kiss. Her hands cup my cheeks and a deep moan escapes my throat. I missed her so much.

She opens her beautiful and mesmerizing eyes which are shining like stars. The sight overwhelms me and if I stood on my feet, I can guarantee that I would collapse to the ground. My legs feel like jelly. Even when she sleeps she looks perfect.

Her skin smells like cherries and apricot. My favorite scent on her. She smiles at me sleepily.

“Harry.” She mumbles. “Am I dreaming or are you really here?”

“What do you think, love?” I answer, kissing her lips again. This time she laughs quietly.

“Did you miss me so much?” I nod with my head as an answer, leaning down again to capture her lips with mine. I can’t keep my hands off of her. I am addicted to her. She is the best thing that happened to me.

She clasps her hands around my neck, pulling me firmly to her body. I don’t mind it at all. As long as I am with her I’m willing to take everything she has to offer to me. Her tiny hands try to strap my t-shirt off of my head and I’m helping her. She observes my naked torso, her fingertips gliding slowly along my back, causing goose bumps on my skin. Laying her other hand between my chest, she mouths “I’m so in love with you, Harry. Please keep me in your heart. Keep me safe in here.”

Happiness and love wash over my face. I was dying to hear these words from her sweet lips. Now that I have what I wanted, I’m more than happy. She loves me back and that’s all I can ask for.

We kiss each other again, I can’t t get enough of it, and while we do so, my hand sneaks under her top, stroking her belly. Her muscles tense under my touch and my lips curl up into a smile. Her breathing increases the closer I let my hand wander up to her breasts. For my luck, she wears no bra. I cup one breast, gently squeezing it. She sighs into my mouth, pressing her body against mine.

I take her nipple between my thump and pointer finger, pinching it carefully. I don’t want to hurt (Y/N) while I try to show her how much I adore and admire her. “Harry…” She whimpers. A sweet sound ringing in my ears.

She tries to get rid off of her top and I help her taking it off. I’ve never seen her naked before, it’s my first time and my eyes widen as they glance at her breasts. They’re so full and so beautifully shaped. I want to take off her pants too but I’m not sure. However, the way she looks at me confirms her permission for me to slip it off.

(Y/N) sits confidently in front of me, not  even showing a slight trace of shyness or nervousness. Instead, she hugs me and I feel her breath on my ear.

“I’m all yours, Harry. Do whatever you want to do with me.”

I want to, I really want to but I don’t know if it is the right thing. I don’t want to rush into things nor do I want to put her under pressure. She means so much to me.

“What’s wrong, Harry?” She asks as she realizes the uncertainty in my eyes. “Is everything alright?”

“No…I mean, d-do you seriously want it? I don’t want you to feel pressured.”

“You do not pressure me, Harry.” She assures with a smile but I’m still feeling uneasy about this. (Y/N) stays up and picks up her panties from the ground, putting it on again.

“Better?” I smile, nodding my head. (Y/N) comes towards me, pushing me down onto the bed, then hovering above me. My whole body shakes with excitement.

“Relax, Harry.” She whispers in my ear. But the words that escape her mouth in the next few moments, make my heart beat wildly against my chest and pleasure takes control over my entire body. Every part of me burns with hot desire for that girl.

“I’m going to make you feel good, baby. Just give in to me.”

After my shirt is thrown on the floor, her lips engulf my torso with hot and wet kisses. Her breath burns on my skin, I don’t know how to describe the feeling that I feel right now. You can’t find words for this anyway. She makes me crazy. I’ve never fallen so hard for a girl before.

Her hand slowly glides into my boxers, right to my sensitive spot and I hiss as he touches me down there. My breath becomes fast and heavy. Now she’s got me.

“Stay still.” (Y/N) orders and I obey. Then, she takes my hands, placing them beside my body. After that, she tugs my shorts down legs. She grabs my erected cock and starts pumping it. I throw my head back, my eyes hit the back of my head because of the pleasure she gives me.

“Shit…” I moan, pressing my lips together firmly, trying to control the sounds that escape my mouth. It’s very hard. (Y/N) obviously finds it very funny to tease me, an evil grin decorates her face. She lets her hand glide up and down my shaft even faster and even harder and I cover my mouth with my hand to muffle the sounds that I make. Oh, how good she’s with her hand!

“(Y/N)!” I cry her name out. She works her hands so well on me, I’m sure it won’t need me too long to find my release. A few more strokes, just a few more strokes and I will explode.

“What’s wrong with you Harry?” She asks innocently, winking at me. I buck my hips at her touch, thrusting into her hand. I am desperately looking for my climax. Her thump glides over the tip of my hard cock. Nobody has ever pleasured me the way she does right now.

“It feels so good!” I groan. And then my orgasm hits me and I cum all over her hand. (Y/N) laughs happily, taking a handkerchief to clean up the mess that I did. She dabs it over my sensitive cock until everything, including her hand is clean again.

“You like to tease me, don’t you?” I ask out of breath.

“Yeah, I do!” I grab her wrist and pull her to me. We look at each other’s eyes with an intense glare. I just love her so much.

“I really want to make love to you right now, (Y/N) but not today. I think it’s too soon. Instead, I will reward you for the pleasure you gave me. It’ll feel so good, you won’t want me to stop.”

I turned us around so she lies underneath my body, kissing her lips before we continue making midnight memories.

Infernum

Pairing: Eventual Gangster!Dean x Reader

Summary: Upon moving to New York City the reader is immersed in the rich culture and the glamorous night life. But there’s something dark hiding in the streets of New York and the reader will soon discover that New York City is not all that it seems.

Warnings: Dean’s kind of a dick, a few curse words, some violence, attended rape (not detailed what so ever).

Word Count: 1,932

A/N: Well here it is, the first part of my new mafia au. I’ve actually had to do a lot of real search for this one. I hope you guys like it and please let me know if you want more. As always feedback is greatly appreciated.

New York City, the city that never sleeps. Sounds of the city clattered in through your window. The chatter of people passing by, soft notes of jazz from a distant bar, the horns from those newfangled automobiles. All of it made New York what it was. It was the heartbeat of the city.

You had moved to the city not to long ago and had instantly fallen in love. From its vibrate night life to the daily bustle, it was everything you dreamed of. It was the perfect escape, opposite of everything you knew. That was why you were here and you couldn’t be happier.

Today was your birthday and naturally a few of your friends insisted that they take you out. They had somehow managed to get on the list of the hottest new speakeasy and there was no way that you were going to miss out.

You only had twenty minutes left to get ready and you knew exactly which dress you were going to wear. Running over to your closet, you pulled out your favorite dress. It was a beautiful sparkly rose colored dress. Around the neckline and bottom of the skirt were embroidered black flowers. Slipping it on, the dress hugged your curves perfectly, accentuating your body shape. Slipping your black t-strap heels on, you appraised your image in the mirror, all that was left was makeup. With quick efficiency you applied black eyeliner and eyeshadow, matching the newest trends. And then you grabbed your tube of red lipstick, applying it generously. Everything was perfect, the only thing you were missing was a strand of pearls, but a girl like you couldn’t afford that. Sliding your black elbow high gloves on, you smiled at your reflection. Tonight was going to be a good night.

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#just binder things
  • “it’s a tanktop”
  • ‘binder shirts’ those shirts that your binder looks GREAT in
  • wearing those shirts continuously
  • side boob, but no front boob
  • v-necks are a sin unless you have a tanktop to cover it
  • washing it five times in one week, then not washing for four months
  • not wanting to take it off, but you can b r e a t h e once you do
  • getting stuck while putting it on/ taking it off and mentally writing your will
  • when you get a new binder and spend an hour getting it on
  • “where are your boobs”
  • “why is your bra so tight”
  • moment of panic when you find a stain/ tear
  • half vs full binder : civil war
  • underworks vs gc2b : civil war
  • the dread of getting out of the shower and wrestling it on while wet
  • what color do you get? white? rainbow? there’s a fucking iron man one wtf
  • stretching more than a yoga class
  • so bundled up and warm for winter
  • summer? r e a d y  f o r  d e a t h
  • hoping the binder strap isn’t obvious
  • “so like, did you get one at walmart?”
  • finally: