where you smile at each other

bro 1: [tenderly grabs bro 2′s hand, as though to pull him up from where he sits, injured] bro, are you okay?

bro 2: [looks down at their joined hands] 

bro 2: [looks back up at bro 1 and smiles]

bro 2: [softly] we did it, bro. we are a good team. 

bros 1 and 2: [smile fondly and look each other in the eyes, still holding hands]

i just… i see some wank going around and it honestly just slides off because i am so happy and smiley and literally nobody can touch me rn…. both carol and daryl healed so much from being around each other for even just a small amount of time, she laughed…smiled beatifically as he ate and you could seeee his attitude change to a less erratic one on his second conversation with morgan. 

this otp has been so frustrating but it is on episodes like tonight’s where i just realize how completely futile resistance is. carol loves daryl, daryl loves carol, and i am forever going to be a sucker for that no matter how terribly this show abuses me. 

Dating Lena Luthor would include

-She always makes time for you

-You come in everyday with lunch to eat with her

-Sweet kisses whenever you separate

-Being super flirty with each other

-Being each others family

-Always being able to make each other laugh and smile

-Cuddling in bed together

-Morning coffee

-Comforting each other whenever either of you is upset

-She gives the tightest hugs

-Gushy and romantic gestures

-Dressing up together for fancy events

-She works such long hours you appreciate every second you have with each other

-Cuddling on the couch and forcing her to relax

-She takes up the whole bed when she falls asleep

-And you always tease each other about little things

-Insisting on calm days where she can just relax and take a breather

-And teaching her how to play fun board games and introducing her to awesome new shows

-Making out in your little spare time

-Loving every moment together

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was rewatching himym and heard these lines and all i could think was how it summarized lucas and maya post ski lodge perfectly-- Robin: Look at us! We can’t be alone together, can we? // Ted: Apparently not. // Robin: What does that mean? We’re supposed to be friends. // Ted: We aren’t friends, are we? Not really. We avoid each other. We smile politely. We’re two people who pretend to be friends because it would be inconvenient not to.

Yeah, that was more or less lucaya in the back half of s3. I mean, after Bear, they didn’t have much interaction at all and it wasn’t until, ironically enough, Sweet 16, that we started to see shades of old lucaya come back (which I remember finding very interesting at the time. That exchange in the classroom was some low-key flirtatious old school lucaya dynamic. Makes you wonder where they would have been headed if the season hadn’t gotten cut short and the show as a whole hadn’t been axed.)

Jasper gets jealous and turns into the major. (Request)

Jasper… oh my god <3


“Hey! Y/n! we thought you disappeared from the face of the earth! What’s been up girl?” Embry teasingly shouted over the border separating the Cullen’s from the Quileute lands.

Embry had always joked around with you, the two of you had been friendly with each other whenever you both saw one another. “You could’ve called me Embry, I do have a phone.” You told him in a slightly sassy tone. Just then you heard the sound of twigs cracking coming from closely behind you.

Turning around to see who it was you faced Jasper, giving you that handsome smile he always wore around you. “I was wondering where you ran off to darlin’” the both of you would usually take small strolls around the forest, but this time Jasper was a little late.

Awkward coughing erupted from across the stream, Embry was still standing there. “Well, As I was saying, I think we should see a movie sometime, Would you want to Y/n?” Not thinking much of it you blurted out a yes, earning that look from Jasper, he then looked over at Embry, “We are going to be busy, and also, don’t even bother calling. You know Y/n is safe. So don’t worry.” Jasper’s usual southern accent suddenly grew thicker and more confronting.

“Excuse me? Since when do you control Y/n? It’s their choice.” Embry stood up straighter than before, eyes burning into Jasper’s. A arm wrapped around your waist gently and pulling you to him. “I don’t, I am only protecting them” His voice was still filled with confrontation, Why was he saying these things?. “Protecting them? from what? they’re more safe with me then a stone wall.” ‘Jasper’ seemed to have enough and took a step toward Embry’s side of the stream, a low growl echoed through the thick forest. 

You couldn’t just let them argue, you didn’t see the Major that often, but you knew he never backed off. Except with you. “Both of you! Stop! Embry, go, I will take care of this.” Embry tried to protest but he knew it wouldn’t help any. Moving in front of Jasper, or the major, you placed your hands on his cheeks to try to calm him down, whispering comforting nothings.

A few short minutes had passed before you finally had the normal Jasper back, now in a embrace he spoke first. “I’m sorry Darlin’, I couldn’t stand to see him flirtin’ with you” It was all clear now, He was jealous. Jasper must’ve sensed your emotion. “What do you find so amusing sweet heart?” He pulled out of the embrace and now was looking down at you, a curious look written on it.

“Jasper? were you jealous of Embry?” you chuckled, Jasper rolled his eyes  before defending himself, “Jealous?” Giving him a amused look he easily broke down. “Alright’ I was, The way he looked at you, it got to me, I apologize darlin’” you couldn’t argue with him, and soon enough the both of you were at home, on the couch, you laying on him while his hand was brushing in your hair. 

Just as you got really comfortable your phone vibrated from the end table next to you, “Are you going to get that sweetie?” Jasper cooed. “No, They can leave a voice mail”.

imagine a parallel moment (set after a mission or something) where this time it’s allura who kneels down to grab shiro’s hand/help him up, and it goes down like:

allura: shiro… are you alright?

shiro: (smiles warmly) i’m fine. we really make a great team, huh

& they’re still smiling at each other as they’re still holding hands, and lance is there to witness the whole thing so he turns to keith and says:

lance: holy shit, are you seeing this right now?? it’s like watching a scene straight out of a cliché romantic movie omg

keith:

my therapist asked me

Whats missing from your life?

I thought about this question for a long time after you asked me. And after days of racking my brain I still had not come up with an answer, that is until I was standing in line at Dunkin Donuts this morning waiting to order my coffee as I do nearly every morning. When there was an elderly couple in front of me, they were laughing with each other, and it made me smile. There I was being pessimistic because it was 7 in the morning and I was so overly tired and in a bad mood. But they were standing there as though there was no where in the world they would rather be. And I thought to myself I wonder what its been like, sharing a cup of coffee with the same person for that many years. And that’s when it dawned on me. I knew what was missing.
Love.
Seems like a pretty simple answer, huh? But I don’t necessarily mean love in the way youre probably thinking about it. I mean it in the simpliest of ways, in the “drive safely”, “text me when you make it home”, the “I hope youre doing okay”, or “have a good day”. I mean it in the sense of friendship, companionship, dependency, empathy, and affection. I mean love in every sense of the form. I mean It in the having someone to turn to on your darkets of days, or someone to share the brightest of ones with. I mean it in the singing in the passenger seat of your car kinda love, or the eat frozen yogurt and cry on your bad days.
But most importantly, the form of love I am missing, is self love. Many times I am so concerned with being there for others or trying to help everyone around me, bringing them up, that I forget about me too. i think that’s why i keep looking for people. because i’m looking for that love that’s missing from my life in someone else. and i keep being let down because no one is going to love me the way that i should love me. I wanna be so content within myself that I don’t look for these things in someone else anymore. I wanna sing in the car by myself, I wanna buy the elderly couples coffees and I wanna be okay knowing im going to drink mine by myself.

I have 8 minutes left before midnight, when Holocaust Remembrance Day will end, so let me tell you the 8 things that I remember most vividly from the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum.

1. The entire museum is suffocating. It’s quiet and somber and can sometimes feel like you’re mourning the loss of all of humanity at once. It feels like a crypt, an urn, where 6 million people are interred.

2. The Holocaust didn’t start with Hitler screaming rabidly about filthy Jews. It started when Hitler slipped dangerous rhetoric into his speeches, blaming crime and unemployment on them.

3. There’s a three-story tall room where every inch of the walls are covered with pictures. Little kids smiling cheesily and older couples sitting next to each other, families. The only thing they have in common? Their lives were exterminated during the Holocaust.

4. A man nicknamed the Angel of Death did medical experiments on children. CHILDREN. He gouged out their leg muscles and introduced life threatening infections just to see how their bodies would react.

5. There’s a boxcar that you’re made to go into on the tour. It’s a real part of a train that transported thousands to death camps. It’s cold and it’s cramped, and the tiny windows don’t give nearly enough light to let you feel relief from the nauseating claustrophobia that creeps on you.

6. There was a children’s transport camp called Terezin, where an art teacher helped the kids express their frustration and terror through their art. They have it hanging on the walls there. It’s normal kid stuff. Butterflies and houses, people performing on stages. Underneath, the name of the child is written, and their date of death. 90℅ of them didn’t make it past 1945.

7. The worst room, by far, are the shoes. It’s a simple exhibit. Both sides of the room have containers simply filled with shoes, old and rotten. It’s not objectively sinister. Until you read the caption and realize that every last shoe came from someone gassed to death. That’s when you start noticing the petite flats and the heavy work shoes, the tiny toddler Mary Janes, faded red. You notice that each shoe had a pair of feet attached, and each pair of feet had a body attached, and each body had a life, a story, a personality, a soul, attached. And you read the poem above, which bitterly notes that the only reason that these shoes weren’t burned with their owner was because they were made of leather and not flesh and blood.

8. You end in a memorial Hall. It’s made of bright marble, and each wall bears the name of a concentration camp. There, you can light a candle. It’s small, it’s insignificant, it does nothing to stop the atrocities committed, but helps. You look above it, and you read: “For the dead and the living, we must bear witness.”

how many times do u think they’ve kissed this weekend. how many times have they made each other breathless from kissing too long. how many pointed comments has eskild made bc they got distracted kissing in the kitchen and he walked in on them. how many times has even gone to get water, or isak left to use the bathroom, just little two minute absences at most, and they still gave each other those quick see-you-soon kisses. how many times has even paused fifa to lean over and kiss the top of isak’s head, his forehead, the tip of his nose. how many times has isak lifted even’s hand where he’s casually holding it to kiss the back. how many times has isak gone along with even goofing off just so he could kiss the smile off even’s face. how many times have they cuddled up in bed and fallen asleep mid-kiss and then kissed one another awake again. how many times have theyakajsla

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in the first picture they just ‘hugged’ and pulled back a few inches, then they smiled at each other in second picture, and really hugged in the third… but… but what if they kissed? Victor pulled back a few inches, and was pulling back when the camera angle moved to show them where the first picture has them at, what if those few inches was how far he had to move to kiss Yuuri?
We already had one, maybe this is the second?

You told me that we were best friends. Were we?

You promised me that we would tell each other everything. But I was the only one that held up their end of the deal, wasn’t I?

You said that you’d always be there for me. Where are you now?

You smiled when you put the knife in my back. Why did you do it?

I was such a good friend to you. How come you couldn’t do the same?

—  what happened?
BTS Reacting to you asking to play “Too Hot”

Too Hot is a game where two people have to kiss and CAN NOT touch each other, the first person who does loses and has to do whatever the winner wants them to do to them.

Requests are open!

Warning: A bit explicate (Smutty-ish), Daddy kink for one.

- Member S


Rap Monster

He just looked at you for a second then smirked. “You think you can keep your hands off of all this, (Y/N)?”

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Jimin

He would smile and agree to play but would tease you with his tongue on your bottom lip and would smirk when you would wriggle and squirm.

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Jin

He would look you in the eyes his visibly getting darker with lust. “Okay, but Daddy gets to punish you if you lose, prepare for a spanking babygirl.” He knew you go weak when he calls you that making you lose within 30 seconds.

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V

He would watch you walk over to him as you ask him trying to be sexy and confident. “Let’s play (Y/N).” he would say and roughly attack your lips.

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Jungkook

He would be Jungshook.

Ill go home

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Suga

He would say no because he knew he would lose, He loves your body too much to not touch it, and lets face it he hates losing. “Why cant we just have sex (y/n)?” He would say making this face. *gif*

J-Hope

He would win right off the bat, Your hands would make their way to his hair to pull him closer making you freeze. “Damn it!” you would say. He would smirk. “Strip” He would demand immediately sitting on the computer chair in his room.

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Hope you guys enjoyed it! Remember requests are open!

“That’s adorable, you came to college with a boyfriend from back home” he said smiling at the ceiling. We lay there, intertwined in each other carefully considering our next words.

“I know, I was ignorant. I thought I was in control and believed he was still interested in me. He wasn’t some insignificant relationship, it was two years of intense passion that never faltered while we were within a 15 minute drive of each other” I explained.

“Yet here you are, with me in my bed. How things have changed.”

—  Excerpt from a book I will never write #1221 // valentines day // no matter where I go or who I talk to, I always end up brining you up in the conversation as if you are still involved in my life // excerptsofstories
ProfessorxProfessor (Drarry)

Potions Professor Malfoy x Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Harry

- Neville confirms that Harry and Draco are dating and everyone is sh00k.

- “Professor Potter, is it true that you’re dating Professor Malfoy?”

- “Pft, that idiot? lol no.”

- Constant bursting into each others classrooms to ask something ridiculously stupid just to see each other.

- Making out in the broom closet.

- Everyone betting how long Strict Malfoy and Fun Potter will last together. The maximum was 2 weeks.

- But then they see Malfoy with an actual smile on his face as he places a flower crown on Potter’s head.

- Everyone cancelling their bets and changing it to “forever”.

- Walking each other to class.

- foRehEad kiSses

- Cute ass arguments.

- “The dragon definitely came before the egg!”

- “Are you stupid, Malfoy? Where did the dragon come from then?”

- “But where would the bloody egg come from if it weren’t for the damn dragon?”

- sexuAL teNsion

- wait are they making out-

- yeah theyre making out

- “School related” trips to Hogsmeade.

- Harry speaking in Parseltongue to turn Malfoy on in front of everyone.

- more make out sessions

- Everyone just shipping them in the end bc coot & gay.

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#SVTCARATday #흉내낼_수_없는_세븐틴_캐럿

There’s a wonderful love story that is told by Seventeen and Carat. The first time they met, it was an uplifting and giddy type of love.The type where you get butterflies and wear a silly smile. The second time they met, it felt like an endless loop of giving back each other’s love. The more they got to know each other, the more their love grew stronger and more mature. The third time they met, they were sure of one thing. They were sure of never letting go of one another.Though their love is not perfect, and each side holds a few faults, they continue to love each other more and more. The love story between Seventeen and Carat has yet to end, as it holds a never ending tale of love, friendship, happiness and life.

Dating Credence Barebone would include;

*Fluffiness 
*You standing up to his mother
*Tending his wounds 
*Helping him break out of his shell a little more
*kissing him on the forehead
*him being the little spoon
*lots of hugs
*sweet passionate sex
*teaching him magic 
*protecting him at all costs 
*when he smiles the whole world smiles 
*him talking to you about everything
*trusting him with your life
*him loving you very much but having difficulty showing it
*telling him you love him very much
*him thinking your perfect no matter what
*holding each other closely 

‘Wild side’

Request: Klaus smut where you and Klaus are in love with each other, and after a fight with Elena you go to see him

Pairing: Klaus x reader

Warnings: Swearing, smut (sexual content, eating out, fingering, sex)

You​ ​feel​ ​your​ ​whole​ ​body​ ​go​ ​tense​ ​as​ ​Klaus​ ​Mikaelson​ ​enters​ ​the​ ​Mystic​ ​Grill​ ​and​ ​shoots​ ​a smile​ ​over​ ​to​ ​where​ ​you,​ ​Elena​ ​and​ ​Bonnie​ ​are​ ​sitting.​ ​You​ ​give​ ​a​ ​half​ ​smile​ ​back,​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​be polite​ ​but​ ​not​ ​entice​ ​him​ ​over​ ​at​ ​the​ ​same​ ​time.​ ​Unfortunately,​ ​it​ ​doesn’t​ ​work,​ ​and​ ​Klaus seems​ ​to​ ​take​ ​your​ ​acknowledgement​ ​as​ ​an​ ​invitation,​ ​weaving​ ​his​ ​way​ ​through​ ​chairs​ ​and bar​ ​stools​ ​until​ ​he​ ​reaches​ ​your​ ​table.​ ​He​ ​lays​ ​a​ ​fleeting​ ​hand​ ​on​ ​your​ ​shoulder,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​feel sparks​ ​through​ ​you​ ​as​ ​he​ ​does​ ​so,​ ​your​ ​stomach​ ​a​ ​whirl​ ​of​ ​butterflies.​ ​Fear​ ​floods​ ​through you​ ​at​ ​your​ ​reaction​ ​to​ ​his​ ​touch.  

‘Hello​ ​love’​ ​he​ ​says​ ​looking​ ​right​ ​at​ ​you​ ​‘what​ ​are​ ​you​ ​doing​ ​here?’  

‘We’re​ ​just​ ​having​ ​a​ ​drink’​ ​you​ ​say,​ ​nodding​ ​at​ ​your​ ​two​ ​best​ ​friends​ ​as​ ​you​ ​try​ ​not​ ​to​ ​show​ ​to Klaus​ ​any​ ​hints​ ​of​ ​what​ ​you’re​ ​feeling.​ ​He’s​ ​a​ ​bad​ ​person,​ ​you​ ​remind​ ​yourself,​ ​and​ ​being​ ​with him​ ​will​ ​only​ ​get​ ​me​ ​into​ ​a​ ​heap​ ​of​ ​trouble.  

‘Any​ ​special​ ​occasion?’​ ​he​ ​asks.  

‘Beginning​ ​of​ ​spring​ ​break’​ ​you​ ​tell​ ​him​ ​in​ ​a​ ​flat​ ​voice,​ ​fiddling​ ​with​ ​the​ ​ends​ ​of​ ​your​ ​hair​ ​self consciously​ ​and​ ​focusing​ ​your​ ​gaze​ ​on​ ​the​ ​table.​ ​You​ ​might​ ​not​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​contain​ ​yourself​ ​if you​ ​look​ ​up​ ​into​ ​his​ ​warm​ ​blue​ ​eyes.   

‘Well,​ ​I’d​ ​love​ ​to​ ​buy​ ​you​ ​a​ ​drink​ ​then’​ ​he​ ​says​ ​‘care​ ​to​ ​come​ ​and​ ​get​ ​one​ ​with​ ​me?’  

You​ ​swallow,​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​fight​ ​back​ ​how​ ​desperately​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​take​ ​him​ ​up​ ​on​ ​his​ ​offer. 

‘No​ ​thanks’​ ​you​ ​say​ ​instead​ ​‘we’ve​ ​just​ ​got​ ​fresh​ ​ones.’  

‘Well,​ ​another​ ​time​ ​then’​ ​he​ ​replies,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​sneak​ ​a​ ​quick​ ​glance​ ​upwards.​ ​A​ ​look​ ​of​ ​hurt sweeps​ ​across​ ​his​ ​face,​ ​but​ ​he​ ​replaces​ ​it​ ​with​ ​a​ ​smile​ ​quickly,​ ​and​ ​leaves​ ​the​ ​three​ ​of​ ​you alone.​ ​You​ ​slouch​ ​with​ ​disappointment,​ ​and​ ​wish​ ​immediately​ ​that​ ​you’d​ ​gone​ ​with​ ​him.​ ​You have​ ​to​ ​remind​ ​yourself​ ​in​ ​your​ ​head​ ​that​ ​he’s​ ​not​ ​a​ ​good​ ​person.​ ​You​ ​should​ ​fear​ ​him​ ​more than​ ​the​ ​little​ ​amount​ ​that​ ​you​ ​do.   

‘What​ ​was​ ​that​ ​about?’​ ​Bonnie​ ​asks,​ ​intrigued​ ​‘you​ ​were​ ​practically​ ​shaking​ ​in​ ​your​ ​seat. You’re​ ​never​ ​normally​ ​that​ ​nervous.’  

‘Yeah,​ ​come​ ​to​ ​think​ ​of​ ​it,​ ​you’re​ ​always​ ​like​ ​that​ ​around​ ​Klaus’​ ​Elena​ ​says​ ​‘you​ ​don’t…have feelings​ ​for​ ​him​ ​do​ ​you?’​ ​

You​ ​glance​ ​behind​ ​Elena,​ ​towards​ ​the​ ​bar,​ ​where​ ​Klaus​ ​is​ ​sitting with​ ​a​ ​drink​ ​in​ ​his​ ​hand.​ ​He’s​ ​staring​ ​at​ ​the​ ​wall,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​have​ ​a​ ​suspicion​ ​that​ ​he’s​ ​listening to​ ​every​ ​word​ ​you’re​ ​saying.​ ​You​ ​gesture​ ​to​ ​him,​ ​then​ ​your​ ​ears​ ​and​ ​then​ ​the​ ​door,​ ​hoping​ ​that the​ ​two​ ​girls​ ​will​ ​get​ ​the​ ​message.​ ​Luckily​ ​they​ ​do,​ ​and​ ​the​ ​three​ ​of​ ​you​ ​exit​ ​the​ ​Grill,​ ​leaving your​ ​half​ ​finished​ ​drinks​ ​on​ ​the​ ​table.  

‘I​ ​do’​ ​you​ ​admit​ ​once​ ​Klaus​ ​is​ ​out​ ​of​ ​earshot​ ​‘he​ ​just​ ​makes​ ​me​ ​feel​ ​so…I​ ​can’t​ ​even​ ​explain​ ​it. I​ ​keep​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​remind​ ​myself​ ​that​ ​he’s​ ​not​ ​a​ ​good​ ​person,​ ​but​ ​I​ ​just​ ​want​ ​to​ ​be​ ​with​ ​him​ ​all the​ ​time.​ ​That​ ​wouldn’t​ ​be​ ​so​ ​bad​ ​would​ ​it?’​ ​you​ ​ask,​ ​thinking​ ​that​ ​if​ ​your​ ​best​ ​friend​ ​agreed​ ​it wouldn’t,​ ​then​ ​maybe​ ​you​ ​wouldn’t​ ​have​ ​to​ ​be​ ​so​ ​worried,​ ​or​ ​scared​ ​of​ ​what​ ​might​ ​happen​ ​if you​ ​let​ ​him​ ​in.​ ​Maybe​ ​you​ ​would​ ​finally​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​tell​ ​him​ ​how​ ​you​ ​feel.  

‘Of​ ​course​ ​it​ ​would!’​ ​Elena​ ​says​ ​‘Y/N,​ ​have​ ​you​ ​lost​ ​your​ ​mind?​ ​Don’t​ ​go​ ​anywhere​ ​near Klaus.’  

Your​ ​hope​ ​turns​ ​to​ ​anger,​ ​even​ ​though​ ​your​ ​best​ ​friend​ ​was​ ​only​ ​giving​ ​her​ ​opinion​ ​in​ ​order​ ​to help​ ​you.​ ​You​ ​know​ ​that​ ​you​ ​should​ ​just​ ​swallow​ ​your​ ​disappointment​ ​and​ ​move​ ​on,​ ​but​ ​you can’t​ ​help​ ​yourself​ ​from​ ​saying;​ ​‘that’s​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​much,​ ​he’s​ ​not​ ​that​ ​bad.​ ​You’re​ ​always​ ​like​ ​this aren’t​ ​you?’  

‘Like​ ​what?’​ ​she​ ​asks,​ ​looking​ ​hurt​ ​at​ ​your​ ​sudden​ ​change​ ​in​ ​attitude.​ ​You​ ​feel​ ​bad,​ ​but​ ​the words​ ​slip​ ​from​ ​your​ ​mouth​ ​before​ ​you​ ​can​ ​stop​ ​them.  

‘You​ ​always​ ​warn​ ​me​ ​to​ ​‘stay​ ​away’​ ​from​ ​guys’​ ​you​ ​say​ ​‘and​ ​then​ ​you​ ​usually​ ​end​ ​up​ ​dating them!​ ​That​ ​happened​ ​with​ ​Stefan,​ ​remember,​ ​and​ ​then​ ​you​ ​two​ ​got​ ​together!’  

‘That’s​ ​so​ ​unfair​ ​to​ ​say’​ ​she​ ​says​ ​‘I​ ​fell​ ​in​ ​love​ ​with​ ​Stefan,​ ​even​ ​though​ ​I​ ​was​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​stay away​ ​too.​ ​I​ ​was​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​help​ ​you​ ​Y/N.​ ​I’d​ ​just​ ​found​ ​out​ ​he​ ​was​ ​a​ ​vampire,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​didn’t​ ​think any​ ​of​ ​us​ ​should​ ​be​ ​near​ ​him.’  

‘Except​ ​you,​ ​apparently’​ ​you​ ​shoot​ ​back​ ​‘are​ ​you​ ​going​ ​to​ ​do​ ​the​ ​same​ ​thing​ ​with​ ​Klaus​ ​now?’  

‘I​ ​want​ ​nothing​ ​to​ ​do​ ​with​ ​Klaus!’​ ​she​ ​says​ ​‘if​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​go​ ​and​ ​get​ ​yourself​ ​killed​ ​over​ ​him, be​ ​my​ ​guest.’​ ​She​ ​starts​ ​to​ ​get​ ​angry​ ​too,​ ​which​ ​winds​ ​you​ ​up​ ​more.​ ​‘You​ ​think​ ​I​ ​always​ ​‘steal your​ ​guys?’​ ​Well,​ ​you​ ​always​ ​do​ ​this!’’​ ​she​ ​shouts​ ​‘you​ ​ask​ ​for​ ​my​ ​advice​ ​and​ ​then​ ​you​ ​get angry​ ​when​ ​I​ ​don’t​ ​say​ ​what​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​hear.’  

‘No​ ​I​ ​do​ ​not!’​ ​you​ ​shout​ ​equally​ ​as​ ​loudly​ ​‘your​ ​advice​ ​is​ ​just​ ​always​ ​selfish​ ​and​ ​wrong!’  

‘Then​ ​don’t​ ​ask​ ​anymore!’  

‘I​ ​won’t​ ​then!’  

‘Have​ ​fun​ ​getting​ ​killed’​ ​she​ ​says​ ​in​ ​a rough​ ​voice,​ ​and​ ​turns​ ​on​ ​her​ ​heel​ ​to​ ​leave.​ ​Bonnie shakes​ ​her​ ​head​ ​sadly​ ​at​ ​you​ ​before​ ​following,​ ​leaving​ ​you​ ​all​ ​alone​ ​in​ ​the​ ​alley.​ ​You​ ​think back​ ​over​ ​what​ ​just​ ​happened​ ​and​ ​feel​ ​tears​ ​prick​ ​your​ ​eyes.​ ​Why​ ​did​ ​you​ ​just​ ​purposefully pick​ ​a​ ​fight?​ ​You’re​ ​so​ ​confused​ ​over​ ​your​ ​feelings​ ​about​ ​your​ ​fight​ ​and​ ​Klaus.​ ​You​ ​know​ ​you should​ ​go​ ​after​ ​Elena​ ​and​ ​apologise,​ ​but​ ​your​ ​turn​ ​around​ ​and​ ​head​ ​back​ ​inside​ ​the​ ​Grill instead.​ ​You​ ​walk​ ​over​ ​to​ ​where​ ​Klaus​ ​is​ ​still​ ​sitting​ ​and​ ​take​ ​the​ ​seat​ ​next​ ​to​ ​him.​ ​You​ ​lower your​ ​head​ ​into​ ​your​ ​hands,​ ​and​ ​a​ ​few​ ​tears​ ​leak​ ​down​ ​your​ ​cheeks.  

‘Are​ ​you​ ​okay​ ​love?’​ ​Klaus’​ ​hand​ ​is​ ​back​ ​on​ ​your​ ​shoulder,​ ​and​ ​he​ ​looks​ ​concerned.  

‘I…’​ ​you​ ​begin​ ​and​ ​trail​ ​off.​ ​

He​ ​takes​ ​your​ ​hand​ ​gently​ ​and​ ​leads​ ​you​ ​away​ ​from​ ​the​ ​crowded bar​ ​and​ ​through​ ​a​ ​door​ ​to​ ​the​ ​right,​ ​into​ ​a​ ​small,​ ​mostly​ ​empty​ ​room.   

‘What’s​ ​wrong?’​ ​he​ ​asks,​ ​looking​ ​into​ ​your​ ​eyes.  

‘I​ ​got​ ​into​ ​a​ ​fight​ ​with​ ​Elena’​ ​you​ ​say.  

‘You​ ​two​ ​looked​ ​happy​ ​a​ ​few​ ​minutes​ ​ago’​ ​he​ ​says​ ​‘was​ ​it…something​ ​I​ ​said?’ 

‘Truthfully,​ ​sort​ ​of.​ ​It​ ​bought​ ​up​ ​something​ ​else’​ ​you​ ​tell​ ​him​ ​vaguely.  

‘What​ ​was​ ​that?’  

‘I’ll​ ​tell​ ​you​ ​sometime’​ ​you​ ​say​ ​‘but,​ ​for​ ​now​ ​can​ ​you​ ​just​ ​distract​ ​me​ ​from​ ​it?’

 ‘How?’​ ​he​ ​asks,​ ​his​ ​face​ ​inches​ ​from​ ​yours.   

Your​ ​hands​ ​shaking,​ ​you​ ​pull​ ​your​ ​t​ ​shirt​ ​over​ ​your​ ​head,​ ​leaving​ ​you​ ​standing​ ​there​ ​in​ ​your navy​ ​blue​ ​lace​ ​bra.​ ​You​ ​see​ ​Klaus’​ ​eye’s​ ​widen,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​say​ ​again​ ​‘distract​ ​me.’  

He​ ​crashes​ ​his​ ​lips​ ​into​ ​yours,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​feel​ ​sparks​ ​erupt​ ​through​ ​you.​ ​His​ ​hands​ ​wander around​ ​your​ ​shoulders​ ​and​ ​down​ ​your​ ​back,​ ​undoing​ ​the​ ​catch​ ​of​ ​your​ ​bra​ ​and​ ​removing​ ​it​ ​in one​ ​swift​ ​move,​ ​leaving​ ​you​ ​bare​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​him.​ ​He​ ​breaks​ ​away​ ​from​ ​the​ ​kiss​ ​and​ ​casts​ ​his eyes​ ​downwards,​ ​murmuring​ ​‘you’re​ ​so​ ​beautiful’​ ​before​ ​kissing​ ​you​ ​again,​ ​this​ ​time​ ​harder. He​ ​cups​ ​your​ ​breasts​ ​in​ ​his​ ​hands,​ ​making​ ​you​ ​moan​ ​softly​ ​into​ ​his​ ​lips,​ ​as​ ​your​ ​fingers​ ​fiddle with​ ​the​ ​hem​ ​of​ ​his​ ​black​ ​t​ ​shirt.​ ​You​ ​pull​ ​it​ ​quickly​ ​over​ ​his​ ​head,​ ​growing​ ​wet​ ​at​ ​the​ ​sight​ ​of his​ ​toned​ ​chest​ ​and​ ​the​ ​feeling​ ​of​ ​his​ ​lips​ ​on​ ​your​ ​breasts,​ ​which​ ​have​ ​replaced​ ​his​ ​hands.​ ​He slides​ ​his​ ​hands​ ​down​ ​to​ ​your​ ​hips,​ ​removing​ ​your​ ​skirt​ ​and​ ​panties,​ ​and​ ​lifts​ ​you​ ​up​ ​so​ ​that his​ ​head​ ​is​ ​in​ ​between​ ​your​ ​thighs,​ ​your​ ​legs​ ​draped​ ​around​ ​his​ ​shoulders.  

He​ ​plants​ ​small​ ​kisses​ ​on​ ​your​ ​inner​ ​thighs,​ ​making​ ​you​ ​tremble​ ​under​ ​his​ ​touch,​ ​before licking​ ​a​ ​small​ ​strip​ ​along​ ​your​ ​clit.  

‘Klaus’​ ​you​ ​moan,​ ​begging​ ​him​ ​to​ ​do​ ​something.​ ​He​ ​looks​ ​up​ ​at​ ​you​ ​and​ ​smirks​ ​before slipping​ ​into​ ​your​ ​entrance​ ​with​ ​his​ ​tongue.​ ​He​ ​begins​ ​to​ ​suck​ ​on​ ​it,​ ​swirling​ ​your​ ​arousal​ ​as he​ ​does​ ​so.  

‘Fuck​ ​Klaus’​ ​you​ ​groan,​ ​as​ ​he​ ​rubs​ ​your​ ​swollen​ ​clit​ ​in​ ​figures​ ​of​ ​eight​ ​while​ ​his​ ​mouth​ ​works, the​ ​friction​ ​making​ ​you​ ​grind​ ​your​ ​hips​ ​into​ ​his​ ​tongue,​ ​desperate​ ​for​ ​more.​ ​He​ ​makes​ ​a​ ​low humming​ ​sound​ ​and​ ​the​ ​vibrations​ ​travel​ ​through​ ​your​ ​body,​ ​causing​ ​you​ ​even​ ​more pleasure.​ ​He​ ​switches​ ​his​ ​fingers​ ​with​ ​his​ ​tongue,​ ​sucking​ ​on​ ​your​ ​clit​ ​as​ ​he​ ​pushes​ ​them into​ ​you,​ ​hitting​ ​your​ ​g-spot​ ​over​ ​and​ ​over.  

‘Yes,​ ​keep​ ​going,​ ​mmm,​ ​just​ ​like​ ​that’​ ​you​ ​moan.​ ​You​ ​run​ ​your​ ​fingers​ ​through​ ​his​ ​hair​ ​and arch​ ​your​ ​back​ ​upwards,​ ​still​ ​balanced​ ​on​ ​his​ ​shoulders.  

‘I’m​ ​gonna​ ​cum’​ ​you​ ​warn​ ​him​ ​as​ ​you​ ​feel​ ​yourself​ ​nearing​ ​your​ ​end.​ ​He​ ​starts​ ​to​ ​move​ ​his fingers​ ​even​ ​faster,​ ​bringing​ ​your​ ​orgasm​ ​closer.  

FUCK,​ ​Klaus’​ ​you​ ​scream,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​feel​ ​yourself​ ​release​ ​into​ ​his​ ​mouth.​ ​He​ ​slowly​ ​slips​ ​his fingers​ ​out​ ​of​ ​you,​ ​using​ ​his​ ​tongue​ ​to​ ​lick​ ​your​ ​juices​ ​from​ ​you​ ​as​ ​your​ ​orgasm​ ​rocks​ ​your body.​ ​When​ ​he’s​ ​finished​ ​he​ ​straightens​ ​up,​ ​quickly​ ​removing​ ​his​ ​jeans​ ​and​ ​boxers,​ ​hissing​ ​at the​ ​cold​ ​air​ ​hitting​ ​his​ ​hard​ ​member.​ ​You​ ​take​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​in​ ​your​ ​hand,​ ​pumping​ ​him​ ​and causing​ ​him​ ​to​ ​moan​ ​as​ ​you​ ​guide​ ​him​ ​towards​ ​your​ ​entrance.​ ​Without​ ​warning​ ​he​ ​slams into​ ​you,​ ​giving​ ​you​ ​no​ ​time​ ​to​ ​adjust.   

Moans​ ​escape​ ​your​ ​lips,​ ​half​ ​from​ ​pleasure​ ​and​ ​half​ ​from​ ​pain,​ ​as​ ​he​ ​thrusts​ ​into​ ​you​ ​faster.  

‘Y/N’​ ​he​ ​groans​ ​‘oh,​ ​fuck,​ ​shit.’  

You​ ​kiss​ ​him​ ​down​ ​his​ ​neck​ ​and​ ​across​ ​his​ ​chest,​ ​still​ ​pinned​ ​between​ ​the​ ​wall​ ​and​ ​his​ ​body. His​ ​moans​ ​grow​ ​louder​ ​and​ ​the​ ​veins​ ​under​ ​his​ ​eyes​ ​become​ ​prominent​ ​as​ ​you​ ​tighten around​ ​him.​ ​Without​ ​warning​ ​he​ ​pulls​ ​out​ ​of​ ​you​ ​completely,​ ​making​ ​you​ ​gasp​ ​at​ ​the​ ​loss​ ​of friction,​ ​before​ ​spinning​ ​you​ ​around​ ​and​ ​slamming​ ​back​ ​into​ ​you.  

‘KLAUS’​ ​you​ ​scream​ ​at​ ​the​ ​new​ ​angle,​ ​as​ ​he​ ​hits​ ​your​ ​sweet​ ​spot.​ ​The​ ​feeling​ ​overtakes​ ​your whole​ ​body,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​forget​ ​about​ ​Elena​ ​and​ ​the​ ​fact​ ​that​ ​people​ ​might​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​hear​ ​you​ ​as he​ ​pushes​ ​in​ ​and​ ​out​ ​of​ ​you.​ ​You​ ​moan​ ​each​ ​other’s​ ​names​ ​as​ ​you​ ​reach​ ​your​ ​ends.   

‘I’m​ ​so​ ​close’​ ​you​ ​tell​ ​him.  

‘Me​ ​too’​ ​he​ ​growls,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​feel​ ​him​ ​start​ ​to​ ​lose​ ​his​ ​rhythm​ ​as​ ​he​ ​orgasms,​ ​which​ ​sends you​ ​over​ ​the​ ​edge​ ​as​ ​well.​ ​He​ ​slows​ ​down,​ ​moving​ ​inside​ ​of​ ​you​ ​for​ ​a​ ​little​ ​longer​ ​and​ ​then pulling​ ​out​ ​and​ ​giving​ ​your​ ​swollen​ ​lips​ ​another​ ​hard​ ​kiss.  

You​ ​turn​ ​around​ ​to​ ​face​ ​him​ ​in​ ​the​ ​dark​ ​room,​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​get​ ​your​ ​breath,​ ​as​ ​you​ ​blurt​ ​out​ ​‘I’m​ ​in love​ ​with​ ​you.’​ ​The​ ​words​ ​are​ ​sweet​ ​on​ ​your​ ​lips,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​smile​ ​at​ ​him,​ ​not​ ​feeling​ ​the​ ​fear that​ ​you​ ​did​ ​before.​ ​‘That’s​ ​why​ ​we​ ​were​ ​fighting’​ ​you​ ​tell​ ​him​ ​‘because​ ​I’m​ ​in​ ​love​ ​with​ ​you.’  

He​ ​lowers​ ​his​ ​head​ ​to​ ​speak​ ​into​ ​your​ ​ear;​ ​‘apologize​ ​to​ ​Elena,​ ​she’ll​ ​forgive​ ​you.​ ​And​ ​it’ll​ ​all be​ ​alright​ ​love;​ ​because​ ​I’m​ ​in​ ​love​ ​with​ ​you​ ​too.’  

‘What​ ​if​ ​she​ ​doesn’t​ ​forgive​ ​me?’​ ​you​ ​whisper​ ​back.  

‘She​ ​will​ ​love.​ ​And​ ​if​ ​she​ ​doesn’t,​ ​then​ ​why​ ​don’t​ ​you​ ​take​ ​a​ ​walk​ ​on​ ​the​ ​wild​ ​side​ ​of​ ​life​ ​with me?’  

‘I​ ​couldn’t​ ​think​ ​of​ ​anything​ ​better’​ ​you​ ​smile

 ok but that scene that leads to dizzee kissing thor is one of the great moments in television in 2016… like the way the scene immediately focuses on the concept of freedom and safe spaces where “free people run free”… and dizzee already being impressed and looking like he just figured out something about himself…. and then thor says ‘my turn’ and the music playing in the background changes and it’s enticing and it speaks of attraction… the “it’s okay, go on, kiss him” and dizzee looks surprised but also happy and then the song slows down and they start moving towards each other and dizzee looks completely mesmerized like he’s having an epiphany and you see thor smiling at him and then they ‘kiss’ and as they pull apart the song ‘set me free’ starts playing and the lyrics go “come set me free, you got the keys, come rescue me”, the beat picks up and we see dizzee dancing carefree and smiling… it’s so freaking beautiful and poetic!!