I’m just going to talk about this for a moment because I’ve seen so many people who think it’s kind to release captive birds. Even recently, there’s a pet store I visit frequently to spend time with the conures, and they suspect a family may have bought 5 budgerigars so their kids could release them. If they did, those birds have starved to death by now.
Birds sold as pets are born in captivity (and usually have a leg band to prove it, unless the owner took it off), most likely very far from their native countries, and do not know what food looks like apart from seeds, pellets, and cut up fruit and vegetables in bowls. If there even is anything outside that they could eat, they won’t know to look for it.
Apart from that, they may not be able to survive in the climate they get released into.
If they came from a home with other pets, they may see someone else’s pet and not know that it may hurt them.
Not to mention the fact that you shouldn’t be introducing any non native animals where they don’t belong.
I’ve also seen people who take great care of their birds and have a great bond with them, like Gotcha and his mom, and still get comments about how they should set them free. The bird does not want to leave it’s person. I’m sure that even if they did release it, it would just sit in the yard waiting for them to bring it back in. Most birds even need mental stimulation and interaction from people that they could not get by themselves. Keep in mind that the birds we raised are different from wild birds. They grew up knowing people and toys and other captive birds, not large wild flocks of their own kind. Which probably won’t be around anyways. Your cockatiel does not want to live with the sparrows outside. It wants it’s human.
That being said, if your bird gets out by accident, it is probably still nearby. Set out some food bowls and see if they find it.
Anyways, there’s my rant. Take care of your birbs. Birbs are good friends.
Your heart was pounding profusely, as you held your gaze on the screen.
It only took a few minutes before you got a response, and once you did, you were beyond mortified.
Frantically, you went back to your Instagram and found the comment Bonnie left on your picture. She had given you her number, but you accidentally mixed up the last two numbers.
Which brought you here.
Looking at the cute little selfie you received, you couldn’t believe your eyes.
Not only did you text the wrong number, but you texted Jensen freaking Ackles. The actor you had crushed on for years.
You texted back the emoji, not knowing what to say.
And as the seconds passed, it didn’t take long for you to get another reply.
‘Isn’t it a little late for a bath? I mean, shouldn’t you be in bed? Lol.’
You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. This was so surreal. How did you manage to text your celebrity crush, was beyond anything you could imagine.
For a moment, you thought you should just apologize and then throw your phone and pretend it never happened, but then you decided to continue the conversation with him. I mean, it’s not everyday you get to talk to Jensen.
'It’s never too late for a bubble bath, especially when there’s wine. But what about you? Why aren’t you in bed?’
Suddenly, you felt a little flirtatious. Maybe it was the alcohol. Whatever it was, you didn’t seem to mind.
Taking a sip of your wine, you waited for his response. Thinking of a million things all at once. You had to pinch yourself to see if you were dreaming.
'Alcohol makes everything better. 😉
I can’t sleep. My name is Jensen by the way.’
And just like that, you two were texting back and forth for what seemed like forever.
You talked about work and movies and basically everything you could think of. You also talked about your job and the fact that you were a fan of his show. Even when you were done with the bath and now snuggled up in bed.
Somehow, you were both feeling something between you two. Feeling a pull that made you want to keep the conversation going even though you two had only talked this one time. Like two close friends catching up.
But then you saw the time, and suddenly were brought back to reality. You couldn’t believe you were texting him for three hours straight!
'Damn, it’s super late!’ You texted Jensen.
'Didn’t know we were talking for that long. Lol. Guess that happens when you’re having fun. 😉’
You felt your stomach flutter. Giving you a warm sensation throughout your body.
'Well, I better get some sleep. Have another long day tomorrow.’
Once you sent that text, you were a bit bummed. Not wanting it to end, but you were fighting your eyes to stay open.
'Hey…there’s something I want to ask you before you go.’ He replied.
You were a bit hesitant, but curious.
Those three dots appeared on the screen, making you hold your breath with anticipation.
'Can you send a selfie? Want to put a face to the legs. Lol’
And just like that, you felt nervous. Nauseas even. You were always insecure, but having Jensen ask for a picture, especially without makeup, you were scared.
Scared of what he might think. Or say.
'Please?’ You received another text.
You let out a sigh, and caved. Holding the blanket close to you, you snapped a quick selfie. The flash from your phone, made your eyes glossy. You were laying on your side, with your hair laid across your pillow and a soft smile that seemed shy yet inviting. But you sent the picture before you could even talk yourself out of it.
Three dots on the screen, came and gone. Suddenly you panicked.
Maybe he didn’t like the picture? Or maybe he didn’t think you were pretty? Whatever it was, you were now regretting ever sending him the picture.
Wishing you never even sent the first text to begin with.
You locked your phone and closed your eyes, wincing at the thoughts of what you imagined was going through his head.
Until your phone vibrated.
'Fuck, you’re beautiful.’
Your lips curved into a cheeky grin, and a squeal escaped from you.
Though you wanted to keep talking, you also wanted to play it cool.
'Well I enjoyed our conversation. It was fun.’
'Me too. I haven’t had that much fun talking to anyone in a long time. So thank you.’
'Good night, Jensen.’
'Good night, sweet heart. Hopefully next time we will talk on the phone instead of this texting crap. I hate texting. lol.’
Your smile felt like it curved even more. But you were sure it wasn’t even possible. Jensen Ackles wanted to talk to you again. But this time, you would hear his deep, rough voice. It made your stomach flutter from just the thought.
'Lol, maybe. If you’re lucky 😉 now go to sleep Mr. Ackles. It’s passed your bed time.’
It occurred to me today (as I almost licked a dry highlighter to re-hydrate it) that we, as a species, put our mouths on a lot of shit that we ought not to put anywhere near our mouths.
And just…imagine our first contact with a new alien species. Everything is going swimmingly, things are fantastic, one of the aliens remarks that they knew all those stories about how weird humans are were just made up by the other aliens to pull their legs…
…and then one of the humans licks their thumb and uses it to rub at a dirty spot on someone’s face, and yeah, now the human delegation has some explaining to do.
25 Relationship Quotes to Get You Through a Breakup
No matter who ended it, why it fell apart, or how long ago it was, getting through the aftermath of a relationship is never an easy task. As you feel the waves of emotions from sadness to anger to relief while your heart heals, let these encouraging words give you the dose of inspiration you need.
For seeing the bright side
“To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose is the next best."
– William Makepeace Thackeray
For remembering the bigger picture
"I mean, if the relationship can’t survive the long term, why on earth would it be worth my time and energy for the short term?"
– Nicholas Sparks, author
For why you have to cry sometimes
"Those who do not know how to weep with their whole heart do not know how to laugh either."
– Golda Meir, politician
For getting through the rough days
"Hearts live by being wounded."
– Oscar Wilde, playwright
For valuing patience
"Only time can heal his heart, just as only time can heal his broken arms and legs."
– Miss Piggy, Muppet
For savoring the transformation
"The dreams break into a million tiny pieces. The dream dies. Which leaves you with a choice: you can settle for reality, or you can go off, like a fool, and dream another dream.”
– Nora Ephron, author
For relishing the good times
“The hottest love has the coldest end."
– Socrates, philosopher
For the motivation to move on
"No matter how hard your heart is broken, the world doesn’t stop for your grief."
— Faraaz Kazi
For finding the humor
"I never hated a man enough to give his diamonds back."
— Zsa Zsa Gabor, actress
For packing away the tissues
"Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional."
— M. Kathleen Casey, politician
For prioritizing your strength
"You can only lose what you cling to."
For the good moments to come
"In the process of letting go you will lose many things from the past, but you will find yourself."
— Deepak Chopra
For the nudge to pull the plug
"You’ve gotta know when it’s time to turn the page.”
— Tori Amos, singer-songwriter
For a lesson in love
“Don’t dwell on what went wrong. Instead, focus on what to do next. Spend your energy moving forward together towards an answer.”
— Denis Waitley, motivational speaker
For unfriending on Facebook
“The most difficult aspect of moving on is accepting that the other person already did."
— Faraaz Kazi, author
For remembering you’re not alone
"I think every girl has that a guy she has trouble letting go of."
— Rashida Jones, actress
For new beginnings
"When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be. When I let go of what I have, I receive what I need."
– Lao Tzu, philosopher
For the best that’s yet to come
"Letting go means to come to the realization that some people are a part of your history, but not a part of your destiny."
— Steve Maraboli, author
For living in the moment
"Breathe. Let go. And remind yourself that this very moment is the only one you know you have for sure."
— Oprah Winfrey
For improving your odds
"The best skill at cards is knowing when to discard."
— Baltasar Gracián, philosopher
For being thankful for love
"Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart"
— Washington Irving, author
For being openhearted
"When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us"
— Alexander Graham Bell, inventor
For the upcoming rainbow
"Life always waits for some crisis to occur before revealing itself at its most brilliant.”
— Paulo Coelho, author
For never settling
“Never love anybody that treats you like you’re ordinary.”
— Oscar Wilde, playwright
For appreciating the bittersweet
“The saddest thing about love, Joe, is that not only the love cannot last forever, but even the heartbreak is soon forgotten.”
listen to any of these songs through a pair of earbuds, turn the volume up, and get down bb. shake ya booty. throw your hands up. get your groove on in the mirror and give no fucks for 3 whole minutes [x] [x] [x] [x]
wear a matching set of lingerie or fun, festive boxers (you know the superhero boxers with the capes attatched? those ones)
shave. your legs, your face, your armpits, shave it all off
curl your lashes. you don’t even have to put on mascara. sometimes it’s the little things you learn to appreciate about yourselves
pay for the customer behind you. it’s just something nice you can do while getting coffee. the customer behind you will appreciate it a lot and making others happy tends to make you feel happy too
make your bed- but not in the cleaning way. got a super nice matching pillowcase/sheet set? go put that shit on and make your bed feel comfy as possible. throw on all your stuffed animals and lay in one big cuddle puddle. bonus points for taking all the pillows in the house
power poses dude. do them! stand with your hands on your hips and chin up high! or if you’re sitting down, spread your legs out wide. make yourself look big. this one usually helps me feel more confident
invite friends over for dinner. make the dinner together. even if you fuck up and it turns out burnt to a crisp and totally inedible, it’s gonna be super fun to make! (you can buy a cheap frozen pizza as a backup ahead of time)
change your hair up. cut it. dye it. curl it. crimp it. gel it. shave it if you’re daring enough! temporary dyes are always fun to play with if your hair is light enough. if not, find all the hair clips and pins in the house and stick them on ya! bonus points for going out to the McDonald’s drive thru with friends looking like that. It’ll be a fun time for you and your cashier
send your followers nice anons and then look back to see how happy they were to get it! this one is always super nice for everyone
for those of you with longer nails: sharpen them. file them so that they look like cat claws and start ripping paper or drag them along your skin. it feels super weird but in a nice, ticklish way
teach yourself how to wink. smooch the mirror after putting on a bright shade of lipstick. twerk it. just have fun and be silly
get an eyeshadow palette (something cheaper) and make your brows look THICC. I mean HUGE and DARK. wiggle them in the mirror and take some funny selfies or snaps. send them to your crush and see what they say
go to a thrift store with $10 and see what neat thing you can find! you can treat yourself with a brand new curling iron, clothes, a new blender, or even a fucking COUCH for just $10 if you go to your local goodwill. just go off and venture! you never know what cool items you’ll find and you won’t feel bad about getting it when it costs little to nothing
go to a plant nursery and pick up a few nice house plants. I bought 3 nice house plants for just 9 bucks when I was sad one day and now I have a bunch of fresh herbs that make my room smell awesome
Step 1: Lance and Keith work together and finally put aside their differences in order to rescue/save Hunk. They realize that they’re actually pretty good teammates and friends when they both pull their heads out of their asses. Their rivalry becomes more playful and less antagonistic.
Step 2: The writers finally take the time to illustrate how deep and strong the bond between Lance and Hunk is. There is even a little flashback to how they met, to establish how close and essential they are to one another. “Sorry Hunk if this looks gay to the viewers,” Lance murmurs, right before they both lean in.
Step 3: Hunk and Keith continue with their bonding moments from season 2. Keith confides in Hunk about his anxieties, especially those caused by Shiro’s disappearance. Hunk quietly listens and comforts him when he’s done. After Keith leaves, Hunk goes to find Lance. Without going into detail about what Keith told him, Hunk outlines a plan for them to be there for Keith, because the guy really needs someone in his corner. Lance immediately agrees, showing just how much his character has grown since the first season, and also highlighting how his relationship with Keith has changed. The audience realizes that Hunk and Lance are truly essential to the team; as the legs of Voltron, they act as pillars of support, both literally and emotionally.
Step 4: Keith steadily learns to relax and soften around Hunk and Lance. There’s lots of feelings jam sessions, with either the whole team present or just the three of them. Hunk and Lance’s unwavering acceptance allows Keith to finally feel like a part of Voltron. Of course, their friendship doesn’t immediately solve all of Keith’s issues, but the realization that people care about him (and who he cares about back) is enough to help Keith with some of his worse anxieties.
Step 5: Lance, Hunk, and Keith are all shown to work incredibly well together during training and fights. Sometimes they work in pairs; other times, all three of them fluently tag team against a boss. There’s also lots of banter over the comms; Hunk is tickled pink the day Keith responds to his groan-worthy pun with an even cheesier joke. Lance threatens to dump both of them.
Lance: “Uhhh,,,, dump your friendships, I mean.”
Keith: “Friendships?? I thought we were all dating.”
Hunk: “Huh… Keith might be right? Guys, are we all dating each other?”
Lance: “Guys, I think I would know if I had two boyfriends. ‘Cause there would be flirting, and like dates, and feeling seshes. Y'know, real bondy stuff like that!”
Lance: “Guys, holy shit, I think we’re all dating.”
Warnings: angst adjacent, smut, dirty talk, LOTS of language
Word Count: 2.7k
A/N: I was looking through some REALLY old requests and I came across an idea from @jennalyncarrigan1230 from who knows how long ago. She pitched an idea that I have twisted and LOVE the outcome. I doubt she even remembers sending the ask, but her initial idea sparked this smutty goodness. This took on a life of its own. I haven’t wrote Dean smut or ANY smut in quite some time. This is officially DIRTY. Or at least by my standards it is. Hope you enjoy. ;)Italics & Bold indicate reader’s thoughts. This has very little plot. Just the poor reader thinking her secret dirty thoughts about Dean only to have them be not so secret anymore.
listening to the adventure zone for the first time. I realized at ep. 21 that I wanted to compile some of my favourite qoutes (not just from characters). so here’s that (in no particular order. not even in order of appearance):
“i’m really getting this cleric shit aren’t i”
“I’m not a nerd so I don’t know-” “we’re on a D&D PODCAST”
“let me tell you the story of the time an orc punched me so hard I almost died”
after griffin has been complimented for the quality of the campaign. “let’s wait and see how it ends, though, ‘cause lost seemed pretty good too”
“no i’m a flesh boy”
“YOU’RE MY FATHER. YOU BIRTHED ME.”
“i just don’t understand why me understanding the basic rules of dungeons and dragons is like an unfit way to spend our time”
every time taako mocked jenkins not using spell slots
“I have a beating heart! i’m- i’m multidimensional! i’m a fully realized creation. Fuck.”
“let me promise you one thing- are we out of the zone of truth?” “yeah you’re long out of it” “everything’s going to be fine”
“my names not jerry its…. jereeeeee”
barabra telling taako (as jerry) he’ll walk him to the bathroom
“the second ruffian-” “give them names” “c-craig…ory?”
“magnus’ quest for vengeance just… ends” “and OURS BEGINS”
“there’s no vine you’ll never be able to not fuck”
“let’s try that again, and you say yes to my fucking bit”
“hot diggity shit, this is a baller cookie”
the entire section where they kept talking when mushrooms were giving off spores at the sound of their voices and kept having to roll constitution saving throws.
“that is your last thought as a two armed man”
everything starting with justin going “i’m going to cast a spell called eldrics black tentacles” and ending with “MY NAMES KRAVITZ”
^side note: kravitz why did you actually give him your name when that was what he was asking
kravtiz “what the fuck is wrong with the three of you” when taako eats that crystal piece
unrelated to the above event “oh no it’s a vore thing!”
“tell julia i said i love her”
“how’s elvis?” “…still alive”
“it sounds like you’ve given me an even better lesson- a new mystery to solve!” “oh fuck”
Summary: Dean’s hit with a strong case of curiosity. Pure,
uncontrollable curiosity that leads to him finding a treasure trove of nasty little things.
Paring: Sam/Reader, Dean/Reader (kinda), Implied
Sam/Reader/Dean at the end
Word Count: ~2.5K
Warnings:FILTH. At this point it’d be easier to
name what’s not in this fic, but I’ll
name a few that are; smut (obvy), dirty text, nudey pics, sex videos
of Sam/Reader, masturbation, anal play, anal sex, vaginal sex, dirty talk,
copious amounts of semen, Sam’s a big fan of creampies (both of the butt and
vag variety), more masturbation, voyeurism, NSFW gifs just to really mess y'all
up :) a/n: aight don’t judge me but I only have one fic to post today bc school’s got me fucked up and has literally sucked my soul from my body. I’m still working on some of the requests you guys have sent in and other WIP’s as the mood/will to do anything but cry in a corner hits me (lol but I’m fine tho I swear) I hope you guys enjoy my contribution for Smut Appreciation Day 2017!
The first time Dean “snoops"—it’s by
Sam had lent him his phone after Dean’s had been
compromised on the hunt that they had just finished. Long story short; phone in
pocket plus getting pushed into pool by werewolf equals no bueno. Dean pulled up the messaging app to shoot the hunter that
been helping them out a text to let him know that everything had been squared away, but when
Dean went to tap compose message, his thumb took a sharp left and ended up
pulling up the messages between you and Sam.
so playing andromeda and drawing kaleans got me thinkin’ on another minor complaint i have about ME and it’s this:
dang they can’t figure out how to make digitigrade legs work on a humanoid character and they end up adding extra joints to the legs to try to make it make sense
like i watched the animation cycle of that angara working out at the resistance camp and when he started doing crunches and his legs made an M shape i was just like smdh
i mean i think they handle it better with the angara since they have those weird little hand-feet (angara are so cute i cannot stand it) but the worst offender is probably the salarians
anyway i love the concept of humanoids with digitigrade legs so here’s some notes about it. it’s not beautifully formatted or anything but maybe it’s helpful!
basically the main thing to get out of your mind is that you’re not going for “backwards knees.” i am sure backwards knees could work and would be an interesting design, but it’s gonna change how this character moves and sits, it’s gonna affect the character’s center-of-gravity, it’s gonna be a much bigger overhaul of the anatomy than creating a digitigrade leg requires.
when you’re thinking of a digitigrade leg as having backwards knees, it’s probably because the joint you’re thinking of as the knee is actually the ankle
both plantigrade and digitigrade legs will have four major points of articulation: the hip the knee the ankle the toes
and a digitigrade leg isn’t a plantigrade leg backwards, but on its tiptoes:
that’s basically all you gotta do! then you exaggerate the effects by changing the proportions of the leg, starting with making the knee-ankle length shorter, and the ankle-toe length longer.
the benefit of drawing digitigrade characters like this is that they can sit in chairs without looking ridiculous!
and finally, if your character doesn’t have paws or hooves or talons, they probably want to wear shoes! hell, even if they do they still might wear shoes. the ground is nasty! think this through and let it be another cool design opportunity. a good place to start if you’re stuck is looking at wedge heels, then drawing them without the heel!
aaaand here’s some aliens
now get outta here and draw some weird-ass legs aight
THE STYDIA KISS (and hug)- an Extra™ frame by frame analysis
ok so we start out with this shit. even before this frame, dude is staring at them Martin lips like he’s in the middle of the desert and they’re the only water for miles. Then we get here and they both go in OPEN goddamn MOUTH for this kiss. she is PUCKERED for him. She was puckered ten feet ago, she was puckered when she walked in the damn door, hell, she was puckered 3 months ago. She got her tongue fucking ready to dock at Port Stilinski Lips.
She comes in fucking Little Caesar’s Hot ‘N Ready with the hands on the neck. goddamn. And they are PRESSED into each other. If they were kissing any deeper they would swallow each other. Which now, come to think of it, might have been their goal.
Requested by anon: Hi. It’s the anon who asked about the Latina reader here. I was wondering if you’d do like where Daveed and the reader are really good friends but Lin knows she has a crush on him and he’s teasing her about it but daveed overhears them mention him and doesn’t understand them cause they’re talking in Spanish. He asked her about it or something and then fluff or smut! I don’t know…. Your other fics are amazing so I know this one will be to die for no matter what! Gracias!! ❤❤
Warnings: Swearing and SMUTTT. A LOT OF IT idk what else you want from me ahahaha
A/N: This was SO FUN to write but Idk I’m sorry if this was so bad lol I THINK I’VE OFFICIALLY MADE THE SINNERS CLUB LOLOL OKOKOK
How do you know how to add these details to clothing that make it look a bit closer to real life? I try to do it, but it always turns out too simplistic for my liking. I also want to ask how you do your cross-hatching, because it also looks really nice.
I’m going to assume these are both about linework anon friendos. If not send me a message and we can chat some about painting. :)
So, I have not been doing linework as long, but I have made some recent developments while studying it in the past year. So what I find helps for the things you are talking about (so like fabric folds and details like seams) Is called line weight.
this is varying the thickness and width of your lines in order to create more detail in your images. Things in real life have a lot of depth to them and most animated cartoons do not. Mostly because if you draw with line weight and then animate: it looks like your lines are either agitated or having small seizures. For this reasons most animators do not use line weights in their work (or use it more sparingly) But we are drawin here. So we get to go nuts with it. For adding details so they work it’s good to start out with the sketch.
When you sketch something you should try to always think of the shapes
you are working with as 3d things. So spheres, cones, and cubes. I
know it looks overwhelming with all those pink and blue lines but
honestly it’s just circles. Those are just there to show I view them as
spheres in my head.
When you think of your shapes this way it’s easier to integrate details into your drawing by following these shapes. Such as with the fabric folds on the hip, neck and the legs where the two shapes meet, meaning there would be a crease there. Another example is using thicker lines when that line is farther away from the light source creating varying kinds of fabric folds instead of them all looking the same.
different line sizes and thicknesses are what is going to make your textures. In order to keep stuff uniform I do a lot of whats called contour hatching. This is just making lines for my shadows follow the contours like I was talking about before. Using thinner lines on inner details and thicker ones on the outer silhouette lines of your image makes a stronger silhouette so you don’t overwhelm you drawing with details. All of floofy froggits inner lines are much thinner than it’s outer lines. All of floofy froggits hatching comes from the contours as well and are drawn in areas where there would be less light.
As always, it’s a lot better to reference things from real life than it is to reference other peoples work. When you look at really shiny metal, there is a highlight that is super bright, but also a shadow that is very dark. That’s what those thick black lines represent. Ribbots line details and shades still follow the basic shapes from the sketch, are thinner closer to the light source and thicker farther away from it.
Not sure if helpful. But I don’t know how else to explain it. As always longer more in depth tutorials are posted on my PATREON
~ You and Harry are college buddies who live together and one time he comes home drunk, and very horny ~
Warning: smut, just that.
You were awaken by the crashing sound coming from the front door. You just knew right away that it was your flat mate since it wasn’t the first time he came home after midnight. He was definitely drunk because no sober person would curse a chair after knocking it over.
You sat up in bed and pulled up the cover to hide your revealing lace nightgown as Harry stumbled into your bedroom because you always went to bed leaving the door open. He would always go straight to his bed whenever he came home late, which was all the time, but this time you didn’t know why he went to your room instead. You just thought he was probably so drunk that he forgot where his room was.
“Had fun I see,” you said to him. His eyes were weary and his skin flushed. You could smell the entire party on him.
“Yeh should’ve come.”
“I hate most people there.”
His large feet got in his way and he almost lost his balance, holding to the door knob to keep himself standing before he leaned against the doorframe for support.
“Did I wake yeh?” he asked with a crooked smile, closing his eyes because the room was starting to spin.
“No, I just happened to stay up until 2 AM waiting for your drunk ass to burst into my room,” you said and he seemed amused by you being sarcastic.
“I think…I think I drank too much—fuck,” he shook his head, which fell on his shoulder, heavy from the liquor.
“Stop mockin’ me,” his words tangled together on his tongue as he stumbled forward then crashed down right in front of you on your bed. You needed sleep because you had classes the next morning so there was no way you would let him fall asleep there. You grabbed his shoulders to pull him up but he let his full weight fall on you, knocking you flat down on your back with him lying on top. You told him to get off but he was too drunk to move, instead he was nuzzling into your neck.
You had admitted to yourself a long time ago that you had a crush on Harry. Why wouldn’t you? He was a handsome young man with a good heart. But you never let him know about your little crush because you thought he wasn’t attracted to you. As Harry was snuggling into your arms, you could have just pushed him off and kicked him out of your room but you couldn’t do it because you enjoyed the feeling.
“I missed yeh, pet,” he almost sounded like a child and it was too adorable. Drunk Harry could be cute and yet so sexy.
“Um…How was the party?” you asked, changing the subject as you felt your body temperature increase and your face turning red.
“S'fine. Kayla was all over me though.”
“Was she?” Kayla was just one of Harry’s friends who was obsessed with him.
“But I said “no, no, I have to go back to Y/N”. Yeah. And-and I asked Jack to drive me home ‘cause I missed yeh.”
You were taken aback and nervous at the same time, wondering to yourself if he knew what he was talking about or he was just speaking nonsense out of drunkenness.
“You’re so warm,” his hips swiveled against yours and you could feel his content smile against your neck. You held your breath and pushed his hips back.
“Let’s get you back to your room.”
Harry let you sit him up, sleep was in his eyes and he looked like a drunk little boy, which amused you. He smiled at you and thanked you for what reason you weren’t sure. You giggled and attempted to get yourself off the bed but he was quick to wrap his arms around your waist and shifted you into his lap, burying his head in your neck and pressing his lips to your jawline. Your whole body immediately reacted to him even though you were shocked by his action. You knew you shouldn’t have but you wanted more.
“Harry, what-” you tried to stop him but his wide palms slid up your back, holding you in place as his lazy kisses fell down your collarbone to just above your breasts. You felt his warm touch burning your skin over the thin fabric of your gown and didn’t try to protest when he cupped one of your breasts with his large hand. Your eyes went shut and you didn’t even know how he managed to get your dress off you, leaving you in just your panties half naked in front of his lustful eyes. His tongue found your nipple, flicking it and circling it slowly. You held onto the back of his head and let a light moan peel up your throat, automatically moving your hips, rubbing yourself against the cool metal of his belt buckle.
“Harry…we shouldn’t…” You didn’t know why you even tried to stop him when your whole body was participating in the action, but you still felt like you should have said something because he was drunk and you were sober.
“I want to fuck yeh,” he asked with your nipple still between his lips and the sight of it along with those words were enough to make you lose your mind.
“You need to sleep.”
“But you’re drunk.”
“I still know wha' I want,” His voice was rough against your ear and you rolled your eyes closed as he pressed a kiss to the spot below your jaw then across your cheek then you just completely gave in and let him kiss you. His tongue pushed against yours, letting you taste the liquor. You immediately moaned against his hot mouth because you could feel how hungry he was for you. Harry raised his arms up into the air and let you peel his shirt off and it didn’t take more than a few seconds for your panties to get ripped off.
You laid back down again with Harry between your opened legs, pushing his cock against your heat through his black trousers. You two kissed like a horny couple in love. He kept grinding his hips into yours and it was sending electricity through your core, making you a moaning mess beneath him. Harry pushed his hand between your bodies and drove two fingers into you suddenly. You gripped his arm as he pumped his long fingers hard and fast while sucking on your bottom lip. Harry pushed his fingers deeper, curling them against your walls, at the same time working on your clit as well. You sucked in a breath and clenched around his digits.
“Fuck, Harry—” His hand felt so good it was making you see stars. You rolled your hips quickly, his fingers still tucked inside you as you held his wrist. Riding his fingers like they were his cock as he watched with lustful eyes, his lip tucked between his teeth. You pulled his hand free and looked at him, his face was pure sex and desire and arousal so you just had to crash your mouth against his again. You unbuckled his belt and pulled open his button fly with a tug, sliding your hand between his boxers and jeans to rub him, get him fully hard and ready for you. You had turned into a completely different person and he really enjoyed how you were taking the initiative.
“Fuck, baby. Let me fuck yeh.” Your entire body was on fire, strongly reacting to the sound of those words on his lips. You gripped his ass as he wasted no time driving into you. You tossed your head back on the bed and the two of you both groaned. He sucked the skin of your throat before planting his hand on the bed and gripping my hip with his other. He was going hard and fast, destroying your entire body with his thrusts. You soon forgot that he was drunk and just paid attention to how good he was making you feel.
You lifted your leg up his hip and he moved his arm to hook it under you knee and throw your leg over his shoulder. His face was red from pleasure and he slightly opened his mouth, his breath caught in his throat and you were so turned on watching him fuck you. You pushed his hair off his face and held his cheeks in your hands.
“Fuck, yeh feel good,” he managed to speak as you told him to fuck you harder if it was possible. You were digging your nails into his flesh, listening to the sound of your skin slapping and dirty moans filling the room. Both of you were loud and out of control as his cock slammed into you deep and hard.
“Fuuuuck, Harry. Oh God. Oh shit.“
"Shit. Yeh gonna cum fo’ me, baby? C'mon.” His words breathed against your mouth and you felt like you were about to explode. You could hardly handle the tone of his voice when he was fucking you even deeper and it didn’t take you much longer to release. Your body started contracting and tensing. You screamed out his name, letting it pour passed your lips over and over again until you felt the warmth of him spilled deep inside you. Thankfully you were on the pills. You clung to his back as he panted against your neck, your core still wrapped around him, pulsing and contracting. He groaned and rolled to his back, pulling you on top of him while you petted his face.
“Are yeh okay?” he asked and you nodded your head yes.
“Yeah, are you?”
“Yep.” Harry kept his eyes close, still trying to breath steady again. The fucking session might have sobered him up, you thought.
“I’ve wanted to fuck you fo’ so long,” he said after a moment, making you giggle and hide your face in his chest.
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah, it’s so hard when we’re livin’ together.”
You bit your bottom lip and felt heat rushing up to your cheeks.
“I have a crush on you,” you confessed. You had thought of a few scenarios in which you finally told him how you felt but this was definitely not one of them. Harry seemed quite indifferent toward what you had just said to him though which made you think he might not feel the same.
“I knew tha’. I mean…yeh made it quite obvious, the way you’ve always looked at me.”
Your eyes widened as you gasped and smacked his chest slightly. “And you didn’t say anything?”
“I thought it was cute tha’ yeh tried to hide it. But if it makes yeh feel better…” He locked eyes with you and a playful dimpled smile appeared on his pretty face. “…I have a crush on yeh too.”
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