we should all be proud of her

anonymous asked:

Do you ever see Tate's Tumblr and think how much better her life is then yours? I mean seriously she is living in Africa making it happen and you wait tables pursuing an "arts" degree in the city of tech.

Not at all. I am extremely proud of her accomplishments. I watched first hand the countless hours she invested and am excited that her work is starting to flourish. You forget, I know far better than any of you what is going on and am not in the least slighted by it. Her accomplishments do don’t detract from my own nor anyone else’s. We are on our own paths and I am happy with where I am and the life I am living. No one should compare themselves to others. We all have had different advantages and opportunities in life and it’s not a competition to see who wins because everyone has a different definition of success. I understand you were trying to be condescending but your reasoning is flawed.

P.s it’s a science degree.

Lance should write a ‘why my boyfriend is crying’ list bc let’s face it. Shiro would.

‘saw one of those dog rescue videos’

‘Pidge did something she was really proud of so he was really proud of her’

‘saw an emotional ad. For a refrigerator’

‘my baby nephew sneezed and it was way too cute’

‘mama said he was a handsome boy and all her friends agreed with her’

‘Keith was in touch with his emotions for a whole 20 seconds’

The Happy Ending Con 2017 - Robert & Emilie’s Panel
  • If bobby could chose one of Rumple’s powers it would be teleport (x)
    • Bobby would want to teleport. “No more flying… no more walking.” (x)
  • Bobby just pointed to Emilie when asked if the kiss was improvised (x)
    • She said it is actually Bobby improvising (x)
    • The kiss in the last Rumbelle scene was improvised (x)
  • Bobby just said dancing around the crib was ridiculous so they decided to dance with each other (x)
  • Bobby and Emilie said they were upset filming last scene (x)
    • Em was crying in their last scene because she was so sad (x)
    • The kiss in the last scene was Roberts idea and Emilie cried when it was their last scene all the crew left to have their moment (x)
    • The crew left them for their moment + they didn’t realize. Bobby just kissed Emilie as they remembered it and the audience clapped (x)
  • Someone just said to play Rumple in French and he said NO (x)
    • Could Bobby play Rumple in French? Bobby: No Rumple is a creation not from this realm it wouldn’t fit (x)
  • Bobby kissed Em. On the head (x)
  • Em and Robert crack up a lot even during emotional scenes. Em: you just laugh at me! Bobby: it’s natural (x)
  • Robert doesn’t talk Rumples voice/ laugh on stage. It’s not him when he’s not in costume. So he is sorry but he won’t do it (x)
  • Girl asked Bobby why he’s still on the show bc he’s an awesome actor (x)
    • Robert why are you still here in this show? The biggest laughter, and applause just happend! Robert : “that’s brilliant” (x)
    • Someone just told Bobby that he was too good for this show. Emilie said she stole his passport (x)
    • Em is joking: A&E trapped him and stole his passport, Em says she’s gonna steal his passport now (x)
    • Robert: Everything is about timing in this industry (x)
    • When OUAT came along it came for the right time for Bobby. Rumplestiltskin was the first play he saw as a kid so when t came along (x)
    • He couldn’t say no. He also loves Vancouver and living there (x)
  • He said he likes working with Emilie and that the Vancouver is such a lovely place (x)
  • Em put an ice cold bottle of water behind Bobby and when he leaned back he was surprised (x)
  • What band would you be in? Emilie : we’d be In kiss“ Robert: good question, I would probably been a musician. (x)
  • Em would be a reembodied Janice Joplin (x)
  • Belle knew of Milahs existence but not if rumple killed her (x)
    • Bobby and Emilie don’t remember that belle knew Ablut Mila from s2 (x)
  • Saddest scene for Bobby was when she pushed rumple over the tow line (x)
    • Both were really upset the night she pushed him over the townline (x)
    • Saddest scene? Robert : when belle pushed Rumple over the line (looks at Emilie) you were brilliant that night Emilie: aw thank you (x)
  • When belle falls off te curtain was one of the funniest moments (x)
    • When belle falls odd the ladder in toRumples arms was a very sweet scene..Emilie looks at Robert we should be proud of that moment (x)
  • Bobby always enjoyed the rumbelle EF scenes (x)
  • Bobby said that at some point Rumple must have seen belle and that’s why he chose her (x)
    • Why did Rumple choose belle as his maid over everyone else? Robert: I’m sure Rumple saw her somewhere and said "I shall have her” (x)
  • Em: it was all Belle’s plan to fall in love with R (x)

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Ok I’m trying to get this OC out of my system so I can get back to drawing the gems everyone knows and loves. It’s not my fault, she’s really cute! Well, maybe it IS my fault, considering I created her…

I’m really flattered how many people seem to like her! The last picture I posted has over 300 notes already. You guys are so sweet!

Anyway. Under the cut I babble about what life is like for Aquamarine’s Pearl.

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This Is War [10]

Summary: After being rejected by your best friend Bucky, Sam sets you up with one of his friends, on the condition that if the date doesn’t go well, you have to sign up for a dating app. The date doesn’t go well. As you begin to look for love in other places, Bucky starts to feel something he never felt before. Jealous.

Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 1558

Warnings: It’s a little angsty.. And there is bad language!

A/N: Sorry this took so long, I’ve been very sick!! Thank you everybody who has been reading this!! The amount of feedback has been incredible and amazing and I’m so thankful!! xo

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The photo comes up on the screens in front and behind her, and Diana’s heart melts. It’s a photo of Lori wearing a Supergirl costume. The host, the audience, and everybody watching at home can see how utterly happy Diana is to see her daughter by the beautiful smile on her lips.

“So tell us, how does it feel to see her in that costume instead of Wonder Woman’s?” The host asks good-heartedly.

“I mean,” Diana starts, her smile just as bright, “Supergirl is one of her other moms so I’m not taking it personally.” She chuckles. “But I’ll still get her to wear a mini Wonder Woman costume, you’ll see.” Diana says playfully, winking at the host who laughs along with her.

“But how about her other mom, Lena Luthor? She doesn’t wear a costume.”

“No, she doesn’t, you are correct, but Lori has many L-Corp t-shirts and hoodies.” Diana laughs softly.

“You brought a video to share with us, right?” The talk-show host asks. “Could you explain to us what was going on before we show it to the audience?”

“Of course.” Diana’s smile widens, and she sits up straighter. “Kara and I found this t-shirt that says ‘my moms are heroes’ and we couldn’t resist it, we bought it for Lori.

“On the video, Lena is recording us putting the shirt on her, and she asks Lori who’s her favorite hero.”

“That’s an adorable t-shirt! Let’s see what happens.” The host says, and the video starts playing.

It begins exactly how Diana described it; you can hear Lena’s laughter as a three-year-old Lori fussed while Kara tries to put on the shirt over the one Lori is already wearing.

“Stay still for your mom, will you, λίγο φως?” Diana asks on the video, and the audience can see the child freeze like a statue which doesn’t necessarily make things easier, but Kara manages to slip the shirt on.

“What does it say? What does it say???” Lori asks excitedly, making Diana and the host laugh in the studio, although Diana has a look of pure adoration in her eyes.

“It says ‘my moms are heroes’.” Kara replies on the video, and Lori squeals, running around saying, “I love it! I love it!” over and over again.

“Lori? Lori?” Lena’s voice can be heard behind the camera. “Baby, which one of your moms is your favorite hero?”

The child pauses to consider the question, and Diana takes the opportunity to say, “You can’t see it, because she is behind the camera, but Lena was smirking at us. She thought she was just about to start something.”

In the video, the audience can see Lori running toward Lena, getting way too close to the camera, forcing Lena to quickly readjust it. “My favorite hero is you, mama!!!! Because mom and mommy always tell me I wouldn’t be here without your smarts!!!”

The audience “aw’s” in unison, and Diana chuckles lowly. “You should have seen how hard we all cried, especially Lena, of course.”

“I can imagine!” The host says. “So she really had a combination of all of your DNA’s? All three of you?”

“Yes.” There’s a proud smile on Diana’s face.

“That’s astounding!”

“I know! And as Lori said, it wouldn’t have been possible if it weren’t for Lena.”

“But how did she do it?” The host asks curiously, making Diana laugh heartily.

“You would have to invite her over so she could explain the specifics, but using Kryptonian and Amazonian tech and knowledge, plus Lena’s intellect, it was possible.”

“And was it a surprise to you and Kara?”

“Yes! Gods, it was!” Diana chuckles, but there are tears welling up in her eyes. “You know we can’t legally get married here, even though we are married by Amazonian convention, so when we started talking about having kids I just assumed it would be done with ‘men’s technology’, and that one of them would carry the baby since the two of them are the ones legally married here-”

“Does that hurt you? That it’s the two of them in the eyes of the government?”

“Do I wish we could all be married here? Yes. Does it pain me or cause any jealousy? Absolutely not. Our relationship is stronger than that.” Diana says with an easy smile.

The host makes an impressed face, and the audience laughs. “Alright, most of us can’t figure out how to make a two-person marriage work, but okay.” She chuckles. “But carry on, you were talking about Lena.”

“Yes, so I thought it would be done that way, with a donor, IVF, and one of them would carry it to term, but Lena had her secret plan.” Diana grins. “She found a way to combine our DNA’s and dispense the male donor.”

“How did you react when Lena broke the news to you?”

Diana looks almost as stunned by the question as she likely did on that very day. She blushes slightly, smoothing her palms over her thighs. “I… did not believe her, at first. Though I know her too well to think she would joke about something like THAT with me. I…” She pauses, reaching to discretely wipe the corner of her eye with her pinky. “Children are…. something sacred to my people. We, as you have likely heard, do not have them. So this meant so much not just for me, but for my Mothers, and my sisters…. and though I would have happily carried a child of just the two of them, the fact that she not only found a way to include me, but that.. they wished to do so. It was likely the best moment of my life.”

“We’re very happy for you and your family, and thank you for sharing Lori’s story with us, but before you go, we have a little surprise for you.” An assistant comes out with four shirts, one for each member of the family, including a tiny one for Lori, and he hands them over to Diana. “Our production came up with a mash of all your symbols.” The host explains, and Diana unfolds a shirt to see the resulted symbol at the same time as it is shown on the screens for the audience to see.

Hugging the shirts tightly, Diana thanks the host profusely as the show’s theme song starts playing and the camera zooms out to go to their commercial break.

{{written with the help of the wonderful @i-am-diana-of-themyscira }}
can i have this dance? | jeon jungkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 

Genre: fluff with a sprinkle of shy!kook ; high school!au (light swearing)

Word count: 2,547 words

Prompt: It takes a team of six to help Jungkook to ask you out for prom. 

A/N: requested by @nehaperry​ (thank you for requesting ◕‿◕✿)

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Master List - Bughead Fanfiction - GellsBellsHead.

Hi Guys. This is my master list of everything I have written for Bughead, so far. Thank you to all my followers, readers and other fanfic writers who have encouraged me along the way. I feel so supported in this fandom and I think that is something that we should be proud of.

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That Pesky Car - my first fiction for Bughead. Expanding on their first kissing scene.

I Thought You Wanted to Talk - Betty and Jughead meet to discuss their kiss.

Ships Lost at Sea - A moment between the two on the couch at the Blue and Gold office.

Dinner at Betty’s. - Betty invites Jughead over to dinner at her house.

The After Party Part one, two, three. - An alternative take on ‘Seven minutes in heaven” game at Cheryl’s party.

After the After Party: A continuation of the After Party, warning NSFW

Grandiose Gestures. - Jughead goes to new lengths to apologise to Betty.

I Know Your Dirty Little Secret. One, Two, Three. - Cheryl notices Betty with a hickey and the gang try to figure out who her secret boyfriend is.

Happy Birthday to Me - Dark Betty resurfaces at Jughead’s birthday party, following an encounter with Chuck.

Uncovered - Betty’s obsession with Jughead’s hair.

The Boy Next Door - Jughead and Betty’s daughter is pregnant to the boy next door.

We Have History - FP and Alice are chaperoning the Homecoming dance.

In Your Hands - Jughead’s POV on the diner scene in The Lost Weekend.

Hold Me - A scene after the diner scene in The Lost Weekend.

It’s a Girl …and a Boy - Jughead and Betty help to deliver Polly’s twins during a snow storm.

Almost Invisible - An AU where Betty is a popular cheerleader having a secret relationship with the town outside Jughead Jones.

Snow Day - A future fic, based on a prompt as a sequel to “It’s a Girl …. and a Boy.” Betty, Jughead and Jellybean have a snow fight.

Trembling Hands - A song fic set as an alternate scene for episode 12 where Betty meets Jughead at Pop’s, alone.

Don’t Leave Me - While investigating Jason’s murder, Jughead is shot and Betty has to imagine a world without him.

The Kitchen Encounter : An alternate take on the make out scene in the trailer where they are not interrupted by the Serpents arriving. NSFW

Crush : Betty goes to meet Jughead at the construction site and has an unexpected reaction to seeing FP at work, Jughead is jealous and Veronica tries to reassure him.

Wrong Place, Right Time: Betty Cooper goes to the White Wyrm to confront Jughead and finds herself in hot water. Enter her knight in a black leather jacket. NSFW

Coming Home: Jughead goes to pick up his girl Betty Cooper from the airport. They have a very fluffy reunion.

What Fools These Mortals Be: Multi chapter AU, Riverdale community theatre company performs a Midsummer Night’s Dream.

Chapter One, Chapter Two , Chapter Three , Chapter 4

Have I Got Your Attention Now? - A prompt fill request of jealous Jughead and Betty Cooper knowing how to get her own way.

New Beginnings - Future AU, Betty and Jughead are two single parents who meet at the park. Part 2

OTP Important Questions: These are little ficlets/drabbles that are each based on a prompt from a list of questions. I basically just write whatever comes to mind when read the question. Some are a little more risque than others.

OTP Questions -  Part One

OTP Questions - Part Two - slight NSFW for some answers

OTP Questions - Part Three

OTP Questions - Part Four

« I was judgmental of artists who were exploring their sexuality, and I thought, Why are they doing that? They don’t have to. They’ve got a good voice. Now I realize these artists were embracing a part of life I should be OK singing about as well. There’s nothing wrong with a woman being proud of an element of her life that’s talked about in rap music all the time! We don’t have music that talks about sexuality from a female standpoint. »

BTS react to their idol gf being in a very large girl group with sub-units

Requested by @xyourpinksky:

Hi! please can you do a BTS reaction to their idol gf being in a very large girl group with sub-units like exo or seventeen for example?

A/N: Hi sorry this took so long!! I’ve been quite busy with assessments and what not, but hope you like this! x Remember requests are open

Jin:

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Jin would instantly learn all the members names and pay close attention to your sub unit in particular. He would get all excited when he sees you in the mvs with all the screentime you’re getting unlike him. He’d be quite proud that you’ve made it. 

“Do you see her? Isn’t she pretty? That’s my girlfriend”

Yoongi:

Originally posted by jimiyoong

Secretly your biggest fan. Yoongi would tell you that he is a fan obviously but he wouldn’t tell you that he’s obsessed and loves your group A LOT. He’d be quite supportive of you constantly telling you how proud he is of you. And he may or may not want to collab with you ;)

“Babe we should collab, we would be the ultimate rap duo”

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So for the very last time cause this group of annoying assholes doesnt seem to get it


MAGGIE SAWYER IS NOT A LATINA

The role was open for everyone , the interview with Dichen should have made it clear. And the 2 other women who auditioned for it were not Latinas either so that case is closed. FLO got the part cause she was best for it and cause of her undeniable chemistry with Chyler. You can scream 100 times how much you dont like her or how she should get recast. FACT is you wont chamge shit. She is loved by the viewers cast and critics and all you can do is FUCK A CACTUS 🙌

Oh and the few really fucked up ones that wish now for her to die … i hope karma bites you in the ass . Pure disgusting . People like you have no reason to be in this fandom.

And to the people who are nice and rational thank you. And the people who support and love this nugget WE NEED TO POST MORE BEAUTIFUL STUFF IN HER TAG for real!

To add something : saying her name wrong or what ever childish nicknames you created is neither funny nor something you should be proud of in fact it makes you look like a Moron

To add another thing if haters would take some time to justify their hate , they would know that her paternals family is brazilian but she grew up with her moms italian family.

The Gold Dress

Originally posted by ohskyefelicity

We found out yesterday from an old interview with Emily Bett Rickards that Oliver actually bought Felicity the gold dress Felicity wore in the Dodger episode. This is a little fic, Pretty Woman style, on how that came to be. It’s from Felicity’s point of view. On AO3 if you prefer.


“So we are all set for tonight right? I’ll get the jewelry piece and make sure it’s delivered to the auction and you and Digg will meet me there.” Oliver looked down at Felicity who sat in her chair in front of the computers.


“Right, except I’ll monitor things from here. You and Digg will be onsite.” Felicity turned back to her computers.


“No, I want you there.” Oliver stated firmly. “We need to track if the Dodger takes the bait and it would be better if you were on site.”


“I can do my job just fine from here.” She looked back at him over her shoulder. “You will have comms, it will be fine.”


“Felicity what aren’t you telling me? Why don’t you want to go?” He looked at her with such concern.

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#12: You’re Mine**

**mature ( some ass smacking and shit ;P )



“Is this good?” Harry asks, holding up one of his jazzy printed shirts to his bare chest as he turned around to Y/N; her lying on the bed.

Looking up from the groupchat regarding Jeff’s birthday bash on her phone, Y/N gave an unsure look. “Nah, wear something a little bright and noticeable. Like the red shirt you have?”

Harry huffed and turned to his closet, hanging back the shirt. “The party’s all indoors, it’s not like someone’s gonna notice what you wear..and they’re all family..”

“I notice.” Y/N muses, biting her lip as Harry turns around to catch her cheeky smile and he smirks back. “And, I totally judge!”

Chuckling, Harry surrendered, closing the closet door, and walking back to join Y/N on the bed. They lay across from each other, not much distance in between, anchoring the side of their heads with the palm and elbow propped up on the mattress.

“What is the lady wearing?” Harry slurred in a low tone, lifting a finger to poke her cheek, then guiding it down to her jaw and neck till he was doodling on her chest.

“It’d be all dark, I guess starring stark naked wouldn’t really be noticeable, would it now?” They chuckle together, Harry’s fingers stopping and guiding down to hold her hip and suddenly he’s brought her under him, chest to chest, face to face.

Kissing her lips gently, he asks again,” Tell me, what are you putting on?” He hid his face in her neck, pressing his lips down on her flush skin.

“That little black dress you got me from Paris? I think it’d be just the sizzling outfit for the night.” Imagining his eyes on him as she has the dress on, Y/N feels her body shudder and teeth sink in her bottom lip.

“Mhm, the one that’s super easy to take off.” Earning a playful slap on his back at the comment, Harry thrusts his groin onto her, snickering into her neck.

“Harry get off, we gotta get ready.” Lifting her legs from under him, she tries to escape out of his grip. “And it’s already that you don’t take half an hour more than me.”

Tittering at her sarcastic remark, he slid off of her, lying down beside her. Y/N sits up, turning back to look at him as his hand slides up her arm.

“Y/N, listen.” He starts, drawing her attention to him. “At the party..”

“At the party..?” Y/N drawls in anticipation.

Looking away and sighing, he looks back at her again, and sits up with her. “My ex is to be there at the party, so..”

When he doesn’t say anything again for a while, Y/N knits her eyebrows together to give him a confused look. “Okay, and how is that supposed to be my business to know?”

Harry shrugs tentatively. “I thought you’d like to know about it, y’know, the basic girlfriend problems and shit..”

“Am I now just the ‘basic girlfriend’ to ya?” Y/N narrows her eyes.

“No!” Harry jumps up to hug her. “But just don’t get mad or anything about it.”

“Do I ever?” She says, holding his arms wrapped around her waist.

“Ah, I love you so much.” Harry smiles in her neck.


***

The party is extravagant. Beautifully set up, there’s a stage that rests in the center and round tables surround all around it, scattered in the place. The lights are dim and the interior is set just in blend with the lighting and mood. 

Y/N and Harry walk through the doors after struggling to pass from the paparazzi flashes and call outs. 

Glenne and Jeff greet them at the door, squishing them into warm hugs and pretty smiles. The girls on and on compliment their looks while Harry standing behind Y/N eyes the crowd alertly, measuring his further getaways for the night. 

He feels a tug at his wrist and looking down, he finds Glenne approaching him, and slowly nodding to her, he follows the ladies inside. Y/N looks up at him and smiles giving Harry a relief from the current running thoughts. He bends down, kissing her smack on the lips and utters,” I love you.” as if trying to make her keep it in mind. Y/N replies back, clenching her jaw when he’s not looking. 

They walk up to the table closest to the stage, and at one of the seats sits Harry’s nightmare. Ex. 

He is quick to look back at Y/N, but she’s kept her eyes down to the floor the entire time. His eyes fly back to the other girl at the table with her phone in her hands, and he slowly nears Y/N, placing his hands on her waist that cause her to turn to him. Covering up, Harry smiles, trying to keep her engaged. 

Glenne begins to pull out chairs for the two and the noise causes Kendall to look up from her phone at the arrived guests. She smiles and stands, loudly calling out. 

“Harry! So good to see you.” 

Harry smiles back, and quickly from standing behind Y/N, he walks up to hug Kendall quickly. They engage in a small talk about their whereabouts while Glenne and Y/N look at one another, exchanging subtle smiles. 

Harry shifts a bit, pardoning himself before quickly making a beeline to the bar, away from the tension clouded at the table. 

Glenne approaches Kendall, and begins: “Kendall, this is Y/N, Harry’s special one.” 

Kendall gives an excited look, walking forward to Y/N, and Y/N gladly receives her hug. 

“So glad to meet ya.” Kendall says, them pulling away. 

“You too, Kendall.” Y/N smiles bright, positive. 

The ladies settle at the table - Glenne in between the two, slowly rubbing her temples. 

Y/N turns to Kendall. “Love the dress, girl.” 

“Ah, thanks. It’s designer, specially got it done for the evening.” Kendall puts her palm on her chest, sighing dramatically. “I like your dress too.”

“Thanks, Harry got this for me.” Y/N flaunts with same dramatic sighing. 

“Aw, he has great taste. Always had, always will.” Kendall replies, grinning wide. 

Y/N nods, replying the grin with a polite smile. Glenne has her eyes wide by this moment. 

“Oh, Glenne, you don’t know how much I’ve waited for the party!” Kendall exclaims, holding Glenne’s wrists and smiling deep. “I literally ate nothing the whole day just so I don’t miss out the delicacies tonight.”

“Oh, that’s not so good, Kenny.” Glenne frowns. 

“Yeah, you couldn’t have skipped food.” Y/N inputs, utterly ambushed by Kendall’s idea.” It’s already not that you seem fragile, Kendall. You shouldn’t ever do this again.”

“Aw, Y/N. You’re so caring. I bet Harry loves it when you lecture him at times like his mum does.” Kendall smiles. 

Y/N snorts. “Ah, he hates it. But of course he’s got no other choice.” Chuckling, Y/N meets Glenne’s eyes who are persistent on her. 

“Really?” Kendall gasps out loud. “He used to love it when I did this to him. Oh, Glenne, do you remember the time he had drank so much and threw up all over my apartment’s carpet? God, I had given him so much that day and he was so understanding, didn’t object any of the things I said.”

“Maybe you just gave him that strict, motherly vibes.” Y/N counters. “We are pretty casual with each other, y’know. Equal at everything.”

“Oh, but what’s better than having your boyfriend see you as his mother-”

“Kenny.” Glenne interjects. “I-I thought you were gonna get Kylie along with you, Jeff would have loved to see her.”

Y/N takes one deep breath, settling her nerves as she scratches the back of her neck, getting herself a glass of champagne from the servers and beginning to take steady sips. It’s all bloody cool, all cool. 

-and you should know how much Y/N loves the lip kits.” Overhearing her name slip from Glenne’s mouth, Y/N gets back to the conversation. “She’s probably even wearing one of them right now. Y/N?” 

“Oh, yeah.” Y/N nods, smiling. “They’re lovely, so smooth and pretty. Kylie’s doing such a great job.” 

“Thanks, boo.” Kendall sighs, extra. “Kylie would love to hear all of this. She’s working so hard and I’m just so proud of her. You know what, you should personally let her know it, she’s hardly ever appreciated for all this. She’ll be so happy.” 

Extracting her phone out of her clutch, Kendall passes her phone to Y/N. “Here, we should probably exchange numbers. I’d love to catch up with you even after tonight.” 

Y/N’s eyes widen, but she accepts her phone anyway and exchanges her phone in return. “It’d be totally bizarre, but alright, here you go.” 

At this Kendall lets out a loud laugh, casually lifting her hand in the air for a high-five. Y/N chuckles back , their hands clasping. Glenne smiles contentedly. 

Later it becomes a lot easier to talk. Glenne talks about the technicalities and difficulties she had to face to further arrange the whole party, Kendall and Y/N having their share of inputs in between, Y/N sarcastic, casual remarks keeping the bubble of amusement sustaining in the chit chat. 

Soon enough, the lights dim out and Jeff walks up at the stage. Harry joins the table at the front, sitting on the seat right next to Y/N. He places his drink on the table and steals a quick kiss on Y/N’s cheek. His hands slide up her thigh, and Y/N is forced to look at him. 

“I’ve been watching you.” He muses, pressing another kiss on her lips. 

“Tell me something new, Styles.” Y/N rolls her eyes at him playfully, smirking timidly. 

Harry chuckles.” Is the alcohol getting over, my love?” His fingers press on the inside of her thighs, making Y/N spread her legs a little more under the table. 

“We’ve just started, baby, the night’s still young.” Y/N slurs, earning another small chuckle from him, and she turns away to the stage, feeling another kiss press at the crook of her neck before he finally settles in his chair, hand up the hemline of her dress nevertheless. 

Harry is called on stage to speak later during the night, and with his drink he walks up to the stage, settling at the podium with a prize winning grin. When does he ever get to say out loud his jokes to a great deal of people? Y/N been his only anchor who did bare his jokes, and now seeing him do what he loves, Y/N’s grinning in excitement. 

The whole room turns in a pandemonium, people falling off their chairs and laughing till their cheeks and stomachs hurt, and when Harry’s walking back down the stage, he’s hooting all the way, people clapping behind them. He’s sitting back on his chair when Kendall gets up to hug him, whispering a thing or two in his ear that makes him laugh more and they clasp their hands together. 

They sit back in chair; Y/N gulping a considerate amount of her drink before turning to Harry who’s wrapped his arms around her neck and hid in his face in her neck, chuckling still. Y/N winds her arm around him, patting his back in appreciation, pressing a kiss into his hair. 

He smiles up at her and kisses, the night going on and on with more laugh and fun, considerably high on alcohol and wide, relished food. 


***


The bedroom door closes, and Y/N is thrust up against it. Harry’s hand clutches her hip, digging his fingers in through her skin as his lips work desperately on hers. 

Her legs wrap around his taut waistline, digging her hands in the back of his neck as she urges him towards the bed. He picks her in a swift movement, rushing over to the bed and throwing her over it. 

“Oh, my baby, my so good, good, baby.” He coos, unbuckling his belt and throwing it away to climb on top of her. 

Their lips meet in a heated kiss again, and his hands from now her sides, slide down easily into her dress, fiddling with the waistline of her panties. Hot breaths, wafting alcohol gasp into one another as Harry’s fingers slip into her panties, feeling her wet walls against his fingers. 

“Gosh, Harry. I’m tired.” 

“No, you’re not. You want me, I know you do.” Harry pangs in an annoyed tone, fingers slipping into her with ease, lips pressing on her jaw. 

“I’m tired of having had to interact so much the whole night.” 

Harry chuckles. “They were all family, who had you tired?” 

She rolls her eyes. “You know who.” 

He laughs into her neck. “C’mon, you were so good. I was legit freaking out when I walked in but you were absolutely unbelievable, so good, so lovely, pet.” 

“What? Were you expecting some cat fight or something? Harry’s mine! No he’s mine!” Y/N mocks in a screeching tone as Harry yet again bursts into a laughter fit, his fingers loosening causing Y/N to groan out loud. 

“She was trying to literally not lunge at me and I bet her cheeks hurt after smiling so much. Told me so much shit that hurt, and she took my number, Harry! She took my phone number!” Y/N says in a loud, astonished tone, Harry chuckling back as he stares at her face. “I swear she’s trying to get you back, trying to catch up with you again, oh god, she’s such a -”

“Sh, sh.” Harry presses a finger on her lips, hovering back on top of her, his fingers still inside her panties. His lips break into a smile, eyes in contact with hers. “You know, it’s so plausible, her taking your number and being sweet, I’m just way too damn irresistible.” He muses in a dreamy tone, rolling his head back and flicking a hand through his hair. 

Fuming under him, Y/N gives a hard pushe, bringing him under her, as she sits up on his hips, her wet panties over his groan. 

“Fuck you, shut up! You’re mine. Only mine!” Her lips smack against his, hips thrusting back and forth in desperation. Harry’s eyes widen, hands fly up in the air before settling on her behind, slowing down her thrusts into patient, craving ones. 

Her lips leave his, tugging them with her teeth before pressing on the side of his mouth and sloppily trailing down and down his face to his neck and chest. 

“I love this jealous, freak side of you. Should try this more times.” Harry titters to himself, Y/N sitting back up and giving him a narrow-eyed look. Her fingers tug at his shirt button, making his eyes fly wide. “No, no, not the SHIRT!”

The tearing of fabric resonates louder than Harry’s whining, as the shirt comes loose on his shoulders, the buttons dropped on the bed everywhere, his chest exposed and cold.

“I thought baby liked me this way.” Y/N snickers teasingly. 

Harry’s hand have clasped over his face and he speaks in a muffled tone. “That was a Gucci shirt, you git!” He whines, opening his eyes and sitting up in swift movements, almost having Y/N fall off his lap but he immediately had her hips clutched in his hands. “What’d you do!?”  

Y/N’s eyes widen. “That was just a bloody shirt, Harry!” 

“A hundred-thousand dollar shirt, honey!” He bangs his head against her chest, groaning. 

“Oh, I get it.” Y/N says and Harry looks up at her with a frown. “You need that shirt more. Fine with me, go have it, Harry. Might as well get off with it!” She booms, pushing to get off his lap but he quickly turns her down, slamming her against the mattress and riding on top of her. 

“You think I’m letting you get away with it so quickly? Uh-huh, sweetie.” Harry lifts her dress, exposing her lace panties and he drags them down her legs, having a clear view of her wetness. He holds her hip, pushing her till she lay on her side, and giving a taut slap to her behind, he turns her back to him. 

“That was for ruining my shirt.” He states authoritatively. Y/N cries out, as her hand reaches out to touch her stinging skin but Harry slaps that away too. 

“No.” He husks, dark. He pushes her again, slapping hard again. Y/N cries echo in the room, her teeth sinking in her lips as she hisses in a bothering manner. 

“This one’s for being so annoyingly drunk every time.” He slaps her once again, the hardest, his fingers all printed red on her skin. 

“What’d you did that for?” Y/N cries, giving him accusing eyes. 

“That’s for I’m liking this ass slapping thing lately.” Winking, he bends forward, kissing her pouted lips, instantly having her reciprocate, and lift her head up from the mattress for better access. 

“You’re so cruel.” She says in between the kiss. “Will it ever be that I get to have you under control?” And suddenly, she remembers someone’s words. 

Harry chuckles, trailing down her face to her neck, and he hurriedly strips the straps of the dress off of her shoulder, shrugging it down till her breasts were out in air, nipple hard and swollen for his mouth to take in. His lips curved around the brittle peak, sucking till it ached and Y/N was screaming in tension. 

He trailed down, carrying the dress along in his fingers, till he had it all down to her ankles. He nose bumped on her navel, his tongue dips into it, amused when she jumps a feet in the air from the sensation. 

His tongue slid to between her thighs, pressing taut on her clit before adding a finger for more. He had her dripping wet in a moment, and slowly backing away, he stood on his knees to undo his jeans.

“I’m done.” Y/N announces, turning to her side and tucking her hands between her thighs, her eyes closed. 

“What?!” Harry asks in bewilderment, his member, swollen and aching, in his hands. 

“I’m angry at you.” Y/N whines. 

“Oh, no, no, baby.” He leans forward. “Tell me where it hurts, I’m sorry, I went too into it.” He coos, kissing her behind at different spots multiple times. 

“No.” She pushes him away with a flick off her ass. “I’m angry because I got to know about something.” 

Harry’s eyes widen. “What?” Harry said, sitting up on his knees. “Did she talk some shit to you. I swear I told Glenne to take ca-”

Y/N sat up, eyes to him. “Do you see your mother in me, Harry?” 

“That’s so scary. How would I be doing any of this if I keep imagining mum in your place. Holy shit, pardon me god.” He gasps. 

“Nooo.” Y/N has a hard time controlling her smile. “As in, when I’m comforting you, advising you, standing by you, do you feel a motherly love reflect from me?”

Harry grabbed her cheeks, cupping them in his huge hands, smiling at her. “I have three women in my life who I know I can’t live without. Mum, Gem and you, understand? You three stand at three different places for me, all of them extremely important individually, and a disbalance in any of it has me falling apart. You three are incomparable, individually make me feel perfect, and you guys are my standards to compare other woman with. You are whole and enough for me, baby, I love you so much.” 

“Aw, my loverboy. Such an artist with words. I love you more.” They bump noses and share a quick peck. 

Harry blows a huge huff. “I have to be great, I have so much writing to do.” He says, lying her down back on the mattress. 

“Could you add these words in one of your songs for the album. I’d love to hear it..” Y/N smiles, looking up at him. 

“Yeah, yeah, I will. Now can we just..” He gives a pained look. “I am fucking hard here, you don’t know how much it aches.”

Y/N laughs. “Just do it!”


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anonymous asked:

Jily + "so what you're saying is that I'm wrong?" "I'm saying exactly that"

“So what you’re saying is that I’m wrong?” 

“I’m saying exactly that.” 

Lily crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. “Well if you didn’t do it then who did?”

James looked as confident as ever. “Harry,” he stated as if it were the most obvious answer. 

Lily howled with laughter. “Okay, okay,” she said, trying to catch her breath. “So you’re saying that Harry, our infant son, climbed out of his crib, crawled down the stairs, scaled the cupboards, ate ten cookies, jumped down to the floor, pulled open the fridge, drank the rest of the milk, put the empty bottle back on the shelf, shut the door, crawled back up stairs, climbed back into his bed, and fell right back asleep?”

James smiled. “What can I say? We have a talented kid. You should be proud, really.” 

Lily rolled her eyes. “Fist of all, our son would never be so rude and inconsiderate as to leave the empty milk bottle in the fridge, and second of all, you’re baking me another batch of cookies, of which you will get none.”

[send me a character / pairing + a sentence & i’ll write the next five]

The Twins dating a non-straight girl would include...

Grayson

❤️  Loving everything she wears and how she wears it, her fashion sense, style and self-confidence

💛  Being proud as FUCK of whatever she does, especially if it means standing up for others or being a pioneer of civil rights

💚  Going to Pride together

💙  Checking out girls together 

💜  But him getting a little jealous if she seems interested in anyone but him

❤️  “Is her butt cuter than mine?!”

💛  “No, Grayson. Your butt is the cutest butt. I promise.”

💚  Breaking every gender norm there is

💙  For example, he lets her glam him up and put makeup on him all the time

💜  And she makes him look fucking amazing

❤️  I’m talking James Charles level shit

💛  Defending her tooth and nail from anyone who has anything to say about her or her sexuality

💚  "That’s my girlfriend. I don’t have a problem with her, neither should you. And if you do, then you better take it up with me.”

💙  Him being feminist as fuck, but in all the right ways

💜  Him adoring her and vice versa

Ethan

❤️  Being hella proud when she wears something that makes her feel confident

💛  “Babe, you look fantastic. I can’t stop staring.”

💚  Also going to Pride together

💙  Insisting that they both participate THOROUGHLY in every Pride-related activity because he’s having a blast

💜  “I FRICKEN LOVE RAINBOWS. Can we do this every year?!”

❤️  Him literally knocking out anybody who had anything negative to say about her.

💛  Him encouraging her to be as true to herself as possible

💚  “As long as that means you don’t leave me for someone else.”

💙  Him also being feminist, but she teaches him more and more about the female and non-straight struggle and prejudice

💜  Ethan would NOT want to check out girls with her because he would become instantly jealous and filled with rage

❤️  “I WILL NOT HIT A GIRL SO WE CAN’T DO THAT.”

💛  Him dying his streak rainbow for her during pride

💚  “You know, if we get married, I would totally stay home with the kids while you went to work. I’m just saying.”

💙  The two of them going to rallies and protests for civil rights together

💜  Him just loving the crap out of her for being herself


Here it is! Thanks for the request anon. Hope you like it! 
HAPPY PRIDE EVERYONE 💖

Griffin mcelroy is a god.

The framing on Lucretia and her shift is so well done. The thing that dooms them all in the future, the beginning of her descent, her downfall, everyone’s downfall, is framed as so positive. The team are so damn proud of her for going through that and coming out the other side. Coming out stronger, more sure of herself. And they should be. What she did is incredible!
But as Griffin reminds us, this is where she becomes not Lucretia, but Madame Director. And the Director is not the person we thought she was. She is cold. She is manipulative, and willing to destroy her friends to get her own way. That is not something to celebrate. And yet we do. Because Griffin is a perfect storyteller, and shows both sides of the coin so well. Shows how easily it can be to go from good to bad. From sure of oneself, to placing oneself above the rest. From emotional strength, to emotional manipulation.
We all walk the line between Lucretia and the Director at some point in our lives. We make that choice.
Let’s hope it’s not too late for her to return to the right side of that line. Because a confident, strong Lucretia is exactly what the guys need right now. She could be their salvation, if only she can see what she has become.

CS FF: Forever Yours

Summary:  My version of how season 7 should open.  Set in the future during a time of peace in Storybrooke, Emma and Killian are living a blissfully happy life with their seven year old twins.  But this is still Storybrooke.  And things can change in the blink of an eye.

Rating: PG

Note: Thank you for the responses to ‘Never Stop Fighting’. Since Emma is only guaranteed to be back for one episode, we know that CS will have to be separated somehow.   Given what we know so far, this is how I would like things to go in the season premiere.  Oh and there is no mention of Henry in this because I’m still trying to wrap my mind around how that whole thing is going to work and what exactly will happen to him in the future.  Hope you enjoy it!  ~Steph

…Forever Yours: Part 1/1…

Killian came up behind his wife, as she stood at the stove making pancakes.  He wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled his nose into her neck.

“Something smells delicious,” he muttered.

Emma giggled as his lips moved to her neck.

“Don’t start,” she warned.  “The kids are already up and in the living room.”

“What?” he asked, nibbling on her ear.  “I was talking about the pancakes.”

“Sure you were,” she replied with a laugh.

Emma spun around in her husband’s arms and snaked hers around his neck.  His lips came crashing into hers, his tongue quickly diving into her mouth.  He pulled her body up against his, as Emma threaded her fingers through his hair. 

“We can’t,” Emma breathed before kissing him again.

Killian reached behind her and turned the stove off, as his lips moved down her throat to her chest.  

“Perhaps if we are quiet, we can make it up to our bedroom and the children will simply think we are still asleep.”

Emma squeezed her eyes closed, as she held his head to her skin.  

“Only one problem with that: they already saw me making the pancakes.”

Killian pulled her robe back a bit with his hook and kissed her shoulder.  

“We can think of an excuse for our disappearance later then,” he said.  

His lips moved back to hers for a quick kiss and then he grabbed her hand, leading her to the stairs.

“Let go!” Leia screamed.

“You let go!” Liam yelled.

“MOM!  DAD!” they both bellowed.

Killian and Emma stopped dead in their tracks, mere feet from the stairs.  

“Bloody hell.  They must have inherited their grandmother’s terrible timing,” Killian mumbled.  “Why did we decide to have children again?”

Emma laughed, as she kissed his cheek.  “Because we wanted to share our love and watch it grow everyday.”

Her husband bobbed his head, as he placed a kiss to her forehead.

“Aye, that’s right.  Sometime I forget.”

“Come on,” Emma said, as she dragged him to the living room.

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Thanks For Making Breakfast

The summer of 1984 had been positively unremarkable for Nancy Wheeler. She’d gotten a job at the local diner, Mike had lost his last baby tooth, and she and Steve had been okay. Just okay. The problem was that there wasn’t a problem at all—nor was there anything particularly good with them. They were… drifting. Not apart or together, but parallel to one another—neither willing to make any sort of move.

He’d dropped off a bouquet of flowers (daisies) not ten minutes before. It was a sweet gesture. He was sweet. But she felt suffocated, for whatever stupid reason. Maybe it was just the heat. Maybe they needed a break. Maybe they didn’t need anything and she would just get over it.

Nancy contemplated this as she sat on the sofa, watching the TV signal flicker in and out. Mike was across from her, their legs tangled together, playing on his Epoch.

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Hey, guys!

So, a while ago I reached 600 followers and didn’t realize that 😂 so I decided to do a follow forever :) I want to thank any single one of my friends and my mutuals here on this website for being so kind and so awesome to me 💖 (sorry for the shitty header xD)

Personal favorites are bolded 💕 sorry if I forgot someone, I suck at this 🙈

 But first of all, I need to give a shoutout to some incredible people I met here:

@kimmichoursaviour : So Bea, I couldn’t start this follow forever without thanking you first. You are one of my best friends, one of the best people I ever met and that I only wish you all the best. That day you came talk to me (first of all I never thought you’d be my friend because you were way too cool to be friends with me 👀) I couldn’t imagine that you’d turn to be such a special person in my life and I’m really glad I had the opportunity to meet you. You are one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met, not to mention how talented you are (seriously guys you should read her fanfictions, 10/10 recommend, you won’t regret that). You’re also one of the funniest people I’ve ever met (even with your dad jokes) and I’m glad we have the same kind of humor 😂. I know you have a bright future ahead of you but I have to say I am already proud of you for everything you did and been through so far and you only deserve good things in your life. You are such a strong person but you’re also very kind, you are a role model to me. I know I already said all of this to you a lot of times but I had to say it again xD. Can’t wait to live closer to you when I finish my studies in university. Love you, thanks for everything ❤️

@dramatsfc : Boo! AAAAAAAA seriously, I always thought you were also way too cool to be friends with me 😂 well, I think everything started when you started roasting my memes (THE DISRESPECT) and I came to talk to you. You’re one of the nicest and funniest people I ever met and I’m very glad you are my friend (even with me takings ages to answer you back, I’m sorry). I hope one day we’ll meet and we’ll be able to watch Fred’s videos together and roast all the cast 😂 I die every time you send me Jacquin memes and I have to thank you for making me laugh so much even when I don’t want to. You are a good friend and I wish you all the best, love ya 💕 (ps.: mats is mine BYEEEEEE)

@fclewandowski  : Nina, I know that we aren’t that close and we don’t talk a lot but I also admire you a lot and you’re also one of the funniest people I ever met. I remember the day you came talk to me and I was like “omg she is so adorable 😍”  I think you are a very talented person and I wish you all the best in your life 😊 (your blog stills one of my top favorites byeee)

@paulitochulo  : Karen, we are also not that close but I know that you are a person I can always count and that you’re one of the only people I can talk about skam 👀. You are an amazing person and I wish you all the best too!

@olliewatkins  :  Amelia, I know you won’t see this now but I really hope you are okay 💕 I miss seeing you on my dash and you sending me the cutest asks ever. You are so kind and I hope only good things will come on your way. I hope you’ll come back here soon, I miss you 💖

@lewassdowski : Andrea, I have to thank you too for being so nice to me and to wish you all the best. I know we don’t talk much because I’m always busy with things from university and I suck at holding conversations 😂 but I hope you know I enjoy a lot talking to you and you’re one of my favorite blogs too 💕 I’m glad I had the opportunity to meet you on this website :)

So, let’s do it! (They are in no particular order and everything is a mess because it isn’t on alphabetical order xD Sorry, I didn’t have the patience to do it)

@32kimmich @bayernmxnich @alabaeforever @bavaern @foodball @loriskariius21 @immersudkurve @kimmearth @jokimmichsmom @baaaayern @diemannschaftofficial @fc-rg @fcbayernfamily @draxlerr @acercrea @jujudraxler @lahms @hummelsdraxler @meslut @larsstindl @basthiago @gayern-munchen @morning-condemnation @miasanidiots @miasanmannschaft @meggiesobsessions @bayern-haus @beabets @fcbaiern @leon-goretzka @mgoetzinho @euro2016changedme @mullendowskix @leoniesmaier @abcde-fc @ihatethetransferwindow @bavarian-pretzel  @neuxr @neullersfcb @satan-dowski @satannite @thomasmxller @thomas-muller-25 @oficialmuller @neuersnutella @pinpanpinpan @xhakaboom @robinholding @robertlewandovski @robertlewandwski @lewandowwskis @team-neuller @the-nutella-teddy @saintneuer @thiaghoes @neuerswalls @sterndesuedens  


So, I know it’s a short list because I am very picky xD but if you are here it means I really enjoy seeing you on my dashboard, thank you all so much for everything! <3 (and again, sorry if I forgot someone or if I wrote something wrong)

Zelda's Log: Love, Present Tense (NSFW)

Yesterday was the birthday of my dear friend @haunted-realm . I wrote this for her, and she allowed me to share it with you all. I hope you enjoy it as much as her.

This is after the prologue I posted before.
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‘Sleep with me, please’.

Zelda’s words made him pale as if some unknown foe had drained his life force away from him.

‘What are you thinking?’, Zelda asked, starting to blush, ‘I just don’t want to sleep alone’.

‘No- nothing!’, he exclaimed - something pretty unusual for him - stepping backwards, as if preparing to be scolded by her. ‘I’ll let you get changed. I’m doing the same, then we can discuss the arrangements’.

He walked down the stairs, stiff as a stick, not even trying to look at her.

Zelda used this to quickly discard her old white dress - that needed serious mending - along with her jewels and shoes, and put on the simple embroidered cotton nightie Link had left on the desk chair for her.

‘Link, I’m ready’, she said, leaning on the railing of the mezzanine, ‘co…’

Her eyes settled on his naked back.

That scar. She remembered it very well. The very thought of it gave her a pang in her heart.

‘…me up’.

He jolted, turning to her, and pulling the shirt of his pajamas down his back. His expression was as if she had really upset him.

‘I’m sorry’, she apologized, rushing down the stairs to meet him, ‘I didn’t mean to’.

He nodded, accepting her apology, but downcast nonetheless.

They got in the small bed, Zelda on the side facing the wall, Link on the outer face, their backs almost touching. They remained in silence, not even trying to fall asleep trying to forget the uncomfortable moment.

The moonlight sieved through the window, covering all in a soft bluish light.

‘I am not proud of that scar’, he started, ‘It reminds me I should have protected you, and I failed you’.

‘We both failed’, she emphasized, turning to him, embracing him, ‘But we overcame. You should take your own advice, you know? Stop feeling guilty, be less hard on yourself’.

He nodded, and hummed affirmatively.

‘Don’t forget I care about you’ - she patted his head - ‘You can trust me’.

‘I know you do’, he answered her, turning to face her. ‘I… heard the bard’s song…about what happened a hundred years ago’.

'What does it say?’, Zelda asked, not knowing well what he meant.

‘it says you…’ - he hesitated - ‘loved me’.

Zelda huffed, looking away.

'I have to make an amendment to that’, she smiled, 'it should be I love you, present tense…’ - she paused- ‘It’s alright if you don’t feel the same way’.

Link remained in silence, not realizing the redness on his face.

'I still can’t recall all of my memories, so I don’t know if I had feelings for you before, but’ - he held her hand - 'I do know one thing: I am in love with the girl from my memories, present tense’.

Zelda’s fingertips loosened from his grip to caress his cheek. In exchange, he held her palm and kissed it.

Their bodies melted into an embrace not only of affection, but also of comfort and solace. As their foreheads touched, their noses rubbed, making them smile.

Zelda initiated the kiss, soft and tender, to Link’s surprise. He reciprocated, more timidly.

Their kissing slowly escalated from chaste to open-mouthed kisses, mixed with nervous giggles, excited shivers and tighter embraces.

Hands started wandering away from comfort zones, stopping right before falling into improper grounds.

‘Can I…?’, they asked each other simultaneously, nodding to answer their common doubt.

They started getting acquainted with each other’s bodies, recognizing their differences and rejoicing in them.

Softness. Curves. Slopes. Roughness.Hardness. Tautness.

'Stop’. His voice called a halt, panting nervously. He sat on his side of the bed.

‘Why?’, Zelda asked, doing the same, 'it felt really good’.

'Because’ - Link paused to choose his words carefully - 'it makes me want to do things to you I am not sure you want’.

'Like letting you take me and make me yours?’, she asked, blushing at the words, ‘I’ve been pretty much wanting that since you saved me from the Yiga’.

'Oh, wow’, was his very eloquent answer.

'Let us do it, then’, she chuckled, taking off her nightie, and kissing him full on the lips.

He was perplexed at what was in front of him. 'You truly are a goddess incarnate’, he muttered.

She just smiled, and helped him undress, until both ended naked. They caressed each other in silence, shivering of sheer thrill, memorizing their bodies, kissing each other until their arousal was too much to bear.

He laid her down, spreading her legs enough to position himself.

‘Go ahead’, she instructed him with a smile.

He penetrated her body as slowly and gently as possible, but even that way she whimpered a little.

'Are you..?’, he almost whispered.

'I’m fine’, she panted, 'it hurts a little, but it feels good’.

Thrusts were slow, going in crescendo as both felt more comfortable and started enjoying themselves.

Her folds were warm, moist, and inviting; her body felt so good, so right. Every second inside her he felt closer to fade into her.

Her sweaty skin against his.

Her sweet whispers and soft moans in his ear.

Her thighs strongly wrapped around his hips.

Zelda then, unexpectedly, started panting and moaning wildly, her release taking over her, in a burst of pleasure that dragged Link along her, leaving him shivering from the same sensations as her.

'That…’ - he panted, with a hoarse voice - 'was incredible’.

She nodded, kissing him on the cheek, cuddling against him for a moment, to recover her breath.

'I call dibs on the big spoon’, she said, containing a yawn, and incorporating to grab the blankets to cover both of them.

'And I’m good with that’, he accommodated himself, turning on his side.

She wrapped her left arm around his torso, and he laced his fingers with hers. He mumbled a goodnight to her beloved, and swiftly fell asleep.

Before drifting away in slumber, she realized the scar on his back was inches away from her face.

She kissed it quickly before closing her eyes, and snuggled closer to the one she loves.