In his early teens, Styles joined some school friends as the singer in a mostly-covers band, White Eskimo. “We wrote a couple of songs,” he remembers. “One was called ‘Gone in a Week.’ It was about luggage. 'I’ll be gone in a week or two/Trying to find myself someplace new/I don’t need any jackets or shoes/The only luggage I need is you.’” He laughs. “I was like, 'Sick.’”
Harry about “White Eskimo” and songwriting for Rolling Stone
Can you do a smut scenario with Mino based on his mv ‘Body’ please?
Slight Daddy! Kink , Strong Language Usage
Standing in front of him, a seductive smirk was painted on
my lips and my eyes were hooded. I was a good distance away from him, having
that he can’t get me easily if he wanted to. “It’s such a great night.” I
looked up, stretching my neck as I stared at the night sky. “The view is
amazing, too.” His deep voice stated, having dropped several octaves. Feeling
the water shift, my head shifted back to him. A teasing smile was playing on
his lips as he leaned back against the edge of the pool. Nodding his head back,
he bit his lip at me seductively. A giggle escaped my lips as I began to slowly
make my way through the water towards him.
When I got close enough, he reached out and tugged my body
to his. A smile was pulled onto my lips as we stared at each other. “You look
so gorgeous in the moonlight, my sweet princess.” He cooed softly, pushing a
wet curl behind my ear. “You look rather attractive under the light of the
moon, too, my dangerous mob leader.” I chuckled, watching as his lips pulled
into a small smile and his eyes sparkled in amusement. “You’re so cute, jagi.”
He chuckled, rubbing his nose against mine in a gentle eskimo kiss.
We clinked our flutes of champagne together and sipped from
them, our eyes locked from above the rim of the glass. Placing mine back on the
ledge, beside his head, I leaned back into the water. Moving away from him, watching as he set his
flute down next to mine. His arms spread over the ledge, his head tipped down
as he watched me through his eyelashes. I that look all too well, and my body
reacted immediately. I moved back towards him, our chests touching as I looked
up at him with innocent eyes through my wet lashes. He dipped his head down,
brushing his lips against mine. I smirked, dunking myself into the pool as he
went to connect our lips. What I didn’t expect was for him to pull his whole
body in after mine and grab me. We stared at each other, ignoring the slight
tingle from the chlorine, before he pulled me to his body and connected our
lips. He gripped my shoulder, holding me closer to him and kissing me deeper.
We finally came up for air, both of us taking a large gulp
of air. Soon, he attached his lips onto my neck. Nipping and sucking at the wet
skin, marking with blotches of purple and red. Moans slipped from my swollen,
parted lips as my head tipped back and my eyes shut. I arched my back, our chests
meeting as he held the middle of my back tighter as his lips traveled up my
jaw, over my chin and up to brush over my lips. “Minho.” I breathed, my hands
gripping his biceps as I looked to him with hooded eyes. He hummed softly in
response, his eyes dark and dilated in lust. “I need you…” His lips pulled into
a smirk against my cheek as he slowly moved towards my ear. “Tell me how bad
you need me, princess.” He nipped at the lobe, chuckling lightly at the whimper
that escaped me. “So bad…please, Minho.” I whined, only receiving a
disappointed sigh from him. “Tsk tsk tsk… Now, now, now princess you know what
my name is…” He whispered, one of his hands sliding down and gripping my thigh,
pulling it higher against his hip. I whined again, jutting my bottom lip out in
a pout as I stared at him with glazed eyes. “You don’t want me to get angry and
frustrated with you, right, princess?” He stated, voice soft as if he was
talking to a small child. “No…” “No, what, princess?” He rose an eyebrow at me
and I lowered my eyes to the water between us, his twinkling with something I
was so used to by now. “No, daddy.” I spoke in a soft voice, eyes flickering up
to look at him through my eyelashes. The groan he let was enough of an indication
that what I said hit right in his ego, boosting it up much more than it needed
to. “Now, tell me again, princess…How much did you want me?” He pushed, his
nose rubbing against the base of my neck gently, causing my eyes flutter shut
and my head to fall back. “So, so much, daddy.” I sighed, feeling his lips
spread into a smile against my collar bones.
Soon enough, I was pinned against the corner of the pool,
hands gripping at his wet back as he pounded into me. My mouth was open as
silent moans slipped through, with the occasional gasps and whimpers. His
forehead was leaned against mine as he watched me intently, a groan leaving him
every once in a while, and him placing soft pecks onto my lips. I felt myself
clench around his length, a whimper leaving at the feeling. “Daddy, I’m close.”
I breathed, my face moving to the crook of his neck and nipping at the skin
gently. “I know. Hold off for just a little longer for Daddy. Okay, Princess?”
His voice was raspy and strained as his hips started to move faster, rougher,
and messier. As he chased his high, his grip on my hip and thigh also
tightened, hard enough to bruise. “Alright, Princess, on three I want you to
cum for me. Okay? Can you do that for Daddy?” I nodded, whimpering as my grip
on his back tightened and my nails dug deeper into his shoulder blades. “One…”
He grunted, head falling forward as he groaned out the last two numbers.
“Two…Three… Cum for me, Princess.” He
rasped, my orgasm flowing before I was even ready. Like it was just waiting for
his okay. It tore through me in strong waves, causing me to scream his name and
cry out in ecstasy. Then, just as mine settled down from its pleasurable
torture, his hit him. He moaned and grunted softly, his breathing speeding up
as he stilled and his body tensed. “Fuck!” He cried out, snapping his hips to
mine a few more times before he stopped and slumped against my body slightly.
As our breathing evened out and he slipped out of me, we
just sat there in the chilled pool water and stared at the stars. “Want to go watch a movie inside?” He asked
softly, making me look to him and chuckle. His eyes were already trained on me
as a boyish grin played on his lips. I sighed softly, nodding as I leaned in to
peck his lips. “Sure thing, boss man Minho.” I giggled, watching as he
playfully rolled his eyes at me.
Summary: Calum has lost the love of his life and he writes her one last letter.
A/N: Right now I’m just posting my old pieces, but If any of you are triggered by angsty one shots, you probably shouldn’t read this…
Also, it’s written over Bruno Mars’ song, if any of you were wondering xx.
bed, but it feels just a little bit bigger now
song on the radio, but it don’t sound the same
don’t really know why I’m writing you this letter, or if you’re even going to
read this, because even though it was never my intention, I hurt you. And I
can’t tell you how sorry I am. And I know that it’s selfish of me, sending you
this letter and offering you my heart when all I ever did was breaking yours,
but without you I am weak and I don’t know how to be strong again without you
by my side. Without waking up to your beautiful sleeping face every morning,
because the bed that we bought together when you moved in feels too big now
that you’re not here, even though I always complained there wasn’t enough space
for two in it.
just really miss you, you know? I miss your weird laugh, your soft hair between
my fingers, the cute little eskimo kisses we shared late at night, the way you
nuzzled up to my chest when you were tired after a long day at college and all
the times we drove in your old car, our song came on the radio and you started
singing on the top of your lungs, even though it sounded really bad, and we
just felt so alive. But most of all, I miss the way you made me
feel. The calmness that floated through my veins when I was in your presence
made me feel at home, no matter where I was. And I know it sounds fucking sappy
and cliché, but Y/N you are my home, and now that you’re not mine anymore, it
feels like I’m aching for something that will never come my way again: your
love. However, missing you for the rest of my life and watching you with
another man is better than being with someone else, because no one compares to
you. Not even a single bit.”
Look at this!!! Oh my god, Rob is the sweetest person ever 😍
I tried looking directly into his eyes while we did the eskimo kiss, but went a little cross-eyed during it. But when we moved away, he held onto my hands for a bit and looked at me with this cute big grin and all I wanted was to cuddle him ❤️
Oh and he smelled of apple juice 😄
(Completely different anon here) What did you name your horses? I had a blue horse named Zachary and the royal white horse named Rhoam (after the king of course)
I had a blue/white splotchy horse I named Bluebell, and a brown/black horse that I named Eskimo, which I gave braids to! My family identifies with the term eskimo, we’re of Alaskan descent, so that’s p cute.
I named the giant horse Beefcake and I still get a kick out of it lol. The royal horse was Princess, and then my fastest horse I named Sadie.
it’d be cute to see replies to this ask with what everyone else named their horses! lemme know! :D
I love my boyfriend so much? I was "in the mood" yesterday but we couldn't do anything because we were out in the front yard and his parents were home and I was being annoying and he kissed my forehead and said "you're so adorable it's killing me" and it made me so content that I forgot all about my previous emotion and I just squished his cheeks and we gave each other Eskimo kisses and he put flowers in my hair and sang to me.
Aww, this is so pure and wholesome! Eskimo kisses are oh so adorable. I’m happy you have someone as precious as him!
A/N: Thank you to @shortandawkward94 for beta reading this! You’re amazing, girl! @kbrand0 a thank you to you as well for the help this afternoon. You tried, but I failed lol. For the anon who asked about The Winchesters Plus One, I’m working on it right now. I hope to post it soon. Thank you for the patience, I know I’m super slow.
A walk down memory lane | Remember when Dean teased We On (ft. Kevin McCall) on his instagram back in July 2015 and captioned: “my next song will be…. 💯 ”. This makes me believe that We On was a strong candidate for a single along with PMHOY. We On is surprisingly also the intro to two of his “In the Studio” video series on youtube.