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Its hot as hell here in Belgium. Its 38°C in my yard. Im living in front of my airco. 🙈 How hot is it with you? https://www.instagram.com/p/CDjhQp8AnVE/?igshid=1oocytslt8c71

I loooove this show!

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A easy and swoon worthy romance book. Going on a quest with your big crush to find your missing father, what can go wrong? Well let me tell you. A LOT. Its hard and long way to find her father. Calle will have to fight for it till the very end. I can't wait for the next book! Calla by Christina Bauer (Pixieland Diaries #2) Publication date: July 28th 2020 Genres: Paranormal, Romance, Young Adult Synopsis: Book 2 of the Pixieland Diaries   Big news in Pixieland! The Blue Fairy is sending our fave pixie, Calla, and her crush, Dare, on a mini-quest. Unfortunately it’s an adventure that requires a lot of togetherness. We’re talking tons of touching, people.   Blue believes that since Calla and Dare are just friends, this situation shouldn’t be awkward.   It’s totally awkward.   ***A 30,000+ word diary written by Calla***   “I absolutely love Christina Bauer’s style, full of action, intense scenes, and characters that will test one’s imaginations to the max!” – Tome Tender Book Blog   PIXIELAND DIARIES 1. Pixieland Diaries 2. Calla 3. Dare Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/50403727-calla Purchase: Amazon: https://amzn.to/2Ay1uxt B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/calla-christina-bauer/1136016891?ean=9781946677426 iBooks: https://books.apple.com/ca/book/calla/id1494822315 Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/calla-1 Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Christina_Bauer_Calla?id=OKbJDwAAQBAJ https://www.instagram.com/p/CDUqIVgAEtz/?igshid=1por99n3241oz

*white parent voice* i cant believe kanye and kim named their baby North West!! thats ridiculous!! oh no, its almost 4:30, i need to pick up my kids Mackaylikiah and Ashleighyie from their water polo practice!

Jace and Clary love Percy Jackson too!

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Kai, shouting at Cinder and Thorne: What were you possibly thinking?!

Cinder: Well you see, thinking’s not our strong suit, Kai.

i hate when someone tells me i shouldn’t be tired bc i slept enough like sweetie i could sleep for ten years and i’d still be tired

I have no clue what to post about this anymore. I just can't wait anymore! Knockout Queen by @e.m.moorewrites will blow us all away on august 3th! #booksofinstagram #bookrelease #iloveromance #ilovereading #badboys #ReverseHarem https://www.instagram.com/p/CCW2ZM6gH0q/?igshid=ge9v4d0fy24x

🔥NOW AVAILABLE🔥 THE REAPER (Dark Verse #2) by @authorrunyx is LIVE!!!!! . . . Purchase The Reaper 🖤 →Apple/B&N and Kobo/Smashwords https://books2read.com/the-reaper →Kindle Alternative, sign up through this form: https://forms.gle/CaY3mY7RsRyD9jW18 . . . “This has become one of my favorable follow-up installments in a series that I have read in a very long time. “The Reaper” was well written, engaging, and the author’s writing style remained consistent all throughout which allowed each scene to flow smoothly from one to the next.“ @ohthesheenanigans -Goodreads . . . What happens when the untameable wind and the endless sea collide in the dark of the night? Tristan ‘The Predator’ Caine had been unprepared for Morana Vitalio. After spending his entire life with a vow he broke on a rainy night, he finds himself torn in a battle between his painful past and an uncertain future. The only thing he knows? Her life still belongs to him. For Morana, the line between enemies and allies has blurred. Everything she once held dear to her has disintegrated and the unknown gapes at her, leaving her with both her freedom and life on the line in enemy territory. The only thing she knows? His life has always belonged to her. With twenty years of history tying them to each other, Tristan and Morana begin their hunt for the truth together. And they realize that the mystery of the missing girls is just the tip of the iceberg. Skeletons are uncovered. Dominoes begin to fall. A storm is born. . . . 🖤Add to your TBR: https://cutt.ly/9iGFac1 #RuNyx #DarkVerseSeries#TheReaper #darkromance #mafiaromance #nowlive #enemiestolovers #mistery #Morana #Tristan  #WhiskeyandSin #ilovebadboys #iloveromance #books #indieauthors #bookstagram @booksmoodspr https://www.instagram.com/p/CCOcIMmgR2P/?igshid=1twlwnsz9vjsd

YOU STFU NIALL JAMES

finishing QOAAD has made me realize that julian blackthorn is the definition of daddy material.

Little Red Dress - Thomas [Smut]

Author: @writingsbychlo​

Character(s): Thomas/Chloe, Brenda/Teresa, Sonya/Aris, Newt, Minho

Word Count: 12,925

Notes: Did I write one of my longest fics for Chlomas day? Bet your ass I did. Is it smutty? Fuckin’ bet it is. Spanking, marking, biting, riding, over-stimulation, oral (female receiving), cum play, public teasing, just a whole hot mess. So much dirty stuff. I love it.

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Demons Ending A pt 1

Billy Hargrove x Reader (Cat)

T/W: Self Harm (Cat), Abuse, Eating Disorder   Cat has a lot of issues

BIG WARNING: SEXUAL ASSAULT, DRUGS, SUICIDE

This will be a multi chapter series with fluff, smut, angst, all the things

Billy's POV

Living without Cat was hard. It left an aching hole in my life that I tried desperately to fill. I studied constantly and got a job at a mechanic shop downtown to fill out my days and keep my hands busy. Flopped down onto my bed after scarfing down dinner and passed out before I could start to dwell on the should of's, the could of's. But this weekend was important, it had been cleared in advance and was looming over me now. I started to wish I had filled the time.

Saturday morning came and I groaned in protest of the sunlight suddenly streaming through the window. A thick layer of frost had covered everything, magnifying the sun as it shined through the window. Max beamed down at me, happy with herself after blinding me first thing in the morning.

"Wake up! Today's the day! Get out of bed, let's go!" She called, patting my cheek before running out of my room.

I stretched across the bed, a knot of anxiousness forming in my gut.

Today's the day.

As I got ready I remembered the day Steve and I had found her, bleeding out alone and I knew Steve would be drowning in the same anxiety I was. He probably hadn't slept at all.

I remembered what happened when we finally got to the hospital.

Steve and I walked into the hospital quickly. We were directed to a room by a nurse, her kind eyes taking in our red, puffy eyes and our stained clothes and gave us a sad smile before stepping out of our way. We walked into the room to see Cat lying in the middle of a stark white bed, her arms outstretched beside her and padded with thick white gauze. There were wires attached to machines that beeped quietly and tubes running into her arm and nose. Steve choked out a curse beside me and turned his face away from her. I felt like time stopped looking at her, my world narrowed down to her small frame and the steady beeping.

The nurse laid a slender hand on each of our shoulders, squeezing gently, "she's doing okay now, boys. You called us just in time."

"What's going to happen to her?" I murmured.

"Well, sweetie, she lost a lot of blood so she might not wake up just quite yet. We'll be admitting her to the psychiatric unit for a few days once she wakes up."

Steve cleared his throat, "she's staying here?"

"Yes, sweetie. Involuntary for the first couple days and then we'll see."

Steve caught my eye and I shook my head, just slightly, knowing what he was thinking.

He didn't listen, just blurted out, "she doesn't eat...and this isn't the first time that, that she's...she's really sick."

I shot Steve a glare as the nurse gave his shoulder a squeeze, "it's okay hun, we know. The doctors put in a feeding tube after she stabilized. We'll be recommending she stay and enter a rehab program."

"Can you force her to do that?" Steve asked at the same time as I asked "how long would that be?"

The nurse gave us a smile and took her hands off our shoulders, "we can't force her, we can just recommend it and it would take as long as she needs. Some people need a month, some people need two or three before they can go back home."

Shortly after, the nurse left us to sit with Cat, one of us on either side of her bed and holding her hands. We sat there, silent tears running down our cheeks until Cat finally woke up, her eyes slowly sliding open to find us staring at her.

"Wha..? B..? Stevie..?"

My voice hitched in my throat as I clutched at her hand, "hey, hey, Baby."

Steve was tense on the other side of her, his eyes glazed with angry tears and his chin wobbling.

She looked at both of us and our stained hands and clothes and knotted her eyebrows together, "where..? What..?"

"You're in the hospital, Baby," I explained, "Your mom's on her way home, should be here tomorrow."

"But.." she started, looking tired and confused.

"I called when we found you," Steve ground out, "they're admitting you."

I couldn't blame Steve for being angry, I felt the same way, but I did shoot him a harsh look at his tone.

Cat regarded him with a tight smile, her chin wavering as her eyes darkened, "it's okay, Steve."

I knew it wasn't okay, knew Cat well enough to know that she was throwing up walls, feeling betrayed by her best friend. I also knew it was for the best, even if she was mad at Steve right now. He was the stronger of the two of us, sacrificing their friendship to keep her alive. I wouldn't have been able to do that and I'd forever be grateful to him for having the resolve to stand firm, say enough is enough.

I could tell with the way that Steve's shoulders tightened at the lack of her using his nickname that he also knew she wasn't happy. He squeezed her hand gently before clearing his throat and standing up.

"I just...I'll be back."

He left us alone there, the beeping of machines seeming to echo louder. I laid my forehead on Cat's hip and let out a shuddering sigh. It felt like there was a large fissure where my heart was supposed to be, an aching gap in my chest that left me breathless.

"I thought you were dead, I thought...don't leave me.." I pleaded, twisting my fist in her blankets as I started sobbing, "please, please don't, don't leave me.."

Cat laid a gentle hand on the top of my head, softly shushing me as she ran her hand through my hair.

"I...I can't, please, please you can't, can't leave me," I choked.

Something broke in me as I sobbed, something that I had been hiding for a long time and suddenly I was crying out my whole life as I begged Cat not to leave. I cried for my mom, running away in the middle of the night to escape Neil. I cried for the boy who was left behind to be beaten and broken, for the boy who didn't get saved, who lost his childhood, his innocence. And I cried for Cat, the only good part of my life. The girl who was so broken in a different way, who was beaten down by her own mind, who had everything stolen from her. The girl who had set her own problems aside to lift me up until she couldn't hold herself up anymore.

Cat held onto me as much as she could, letting me cry until there was nothing left, her hands never leaving me.

"We could leave," I mumbled.

"What?"

I looked up at her, sniffing and wiping my face, "we could leave. Pack a bag and drive away. We can drive away and never look back, I have a little bit of money from the pool. We can get a shitty apartment somewhere, I'll work and take care of you," I rambled, my heart pounding, "put all our problems behind us and just leave, please? What do you think? Would you be happy?"

Cat's face softened, a wistful sadness taking over, "B..." she reached out a hand to cup the side of my face and gentled my head into her shoulder, wrapping her arms around my back, "I..."

I wiped my face quickly when I heard Steve clear his throat from the doorway, his eyes red and puffy with Hopper standing tall behind his shoulder.

"Hopper needs to talk to you, Billy."

Max interrupted my thoughts, barreling into my room, "you ready yet? We gotta go! We still need to pick up Steve!"

I regarded my sister with a warm smile, her excitement leaking out and calming my nerves a little bit, "yeah, Max, I'm ready. Grab your coat."

We'd gotten closer since Cat had been gone, Max tried hard to diffuse situations between Neil and I. It didn't always work, but having my sister on my side helped my spirits at least. Sometimes after a fight, her and I would hop in the Camaro and drive around. We'd stop at the gas station for a couple snacks, listen to music way too loud or just talk. I kept helping Max with her homework and she was doing really well in her classes now. Steve and I had become inseparable too. Sometimes if I didn't drive off with Max I'd pull up to his house and we'd spend the night drinking together. All of us even started having movie nights with the rest of the twerps. Steve loved taking care of those kids and even though they could be annoying I realized I was starting to like them too.

After picking up Steve, I started to think about my conversation with Hopper while driving down the road.

"Son," Hop's voice was deep and soothing, "I just need your side of the story. Then I'll sit here and watch her so you boys can go get cleaned up and rest."

I told Hop everything, ground my teeth when I started to get emotional and eventually laid Cat's story out to him. By the end of it, I was quaking, just barely holding myself together.

Hop laid a large hand on my shoulder, "she'll be okay, son. I'll make sure of it."

That was the final straw for me, my face crumpled and I fell forward into his warm shoulder, clenching my teeth as I wept. He made a shocked noise and took a moment before awkwardly wrapping an arm around my back and patting it. He was warm and gentle, like a father should be. He didn't take a crack at me for being a pussy, a faggot, he just let me cry and told me it would be okay. I wished that I could have had a father like him instead and that broke me more. After a while of letting me cry, Hop grabbed my shoulders and pushed me to stand on my own, looking down at me with understanding, "it's okay, son. Go on home now, get yourselves cleaned up, you hear me?"

I nodded and let out a puff of air, getting myself back together.

"Oh, and Billy," Hop started, "she can't run away from this. She's gunna get the help she needs, but not if she runs away."

My stomach twisted, I knew he was right, I had just hoped for something better, "yes sir."

Steve and I went home and didn't talk for a couple of days. We were allowed to see Cat the next day when her mom got back to town and then she was under lockdown, no visitors. At the end of the lockdown we were allowed back for a visit, at the end of which we were told Cat was going into the rehab program and would be transferred to the city a couple hours away. Better program they said. It didn't make it any easier, saying goodbye to her. Cat called a couple days later, after getting settled.

"Baby," I sighed, "when can we come see you?"

"B, they said I can't have any visitors for the first month."

My stomach lurched, "fuck. Are you fucking serious? I can't see you for a month?"

Cat's voice wavered, "I'm sorry, B. I'll phone whenever I can though."

I grit my teeth and growled, "it's okay, Cat. Just tell me when I can come see you. Get better, okay?"

"I will."

~

The next phone call from her was a week later. We spent a while talking about how we were doing and how Max and I were dying to go see her. Cat told me a little about her program but didn't go into much detail, she just said it was difficult but she was trying.

There was something on Cat's mind, I could tell by her silences, the way she seemed preoccupied while talking to me.

"Hey," I murmured, "what's going on? You seem spacey."

She paused and sighed before answering, "Steve. He won't answer my calls, is he okay?"

Steve, it was always Steve now. He was no longer Stevie.

"Yeah," I soothed, "yeah, he's okay. I just saw him yesterday, we've been together a lot. Took everything pretty hard but he's okay."

"Good, that's good," she breathed, "hey, my time's up, I gotta go. Tell him I'm not mad at him, will you? Love you, B."

"I will, love you, Cat."

I looked at Steve, chewing on his lip in the passenger seat of my car, he was getting more nervous the closer to the city we got.

"Harrington. You're gunna chew your fucking lip off," I joked, trying to ease his nerves.

"Hmm?" He looked at me and released his lip from between his teeth, it was bright red where he had ripped skin open, "shit. Nervous."

Cat didn't know Steve was coming with me, they still hadn't spoke since the hospital. I wanted to surprise her by convincing Steve to come see her. Steve had confessed to me one drunken night how guilty he felt, how heavily everything was weighing on his chest. That he blames himself for not noticing something was wrong when he saw Cat at that party and for not being enough to help her get better. I'd shared my guilt with him, told him that I shouldn't have taken so long to get there. That I should have known, should have been able to help her more. But we couldn't go back, couldn't change what happened and I tried my best to tell Steve it wasn't his fault. I'm not sure I convinced him but he did seem to stop feeling so sorry for himself.

"Why?" Max asked from the back seat.

Steve huffed, "I just..don't think she wants me around."

"Of course she does, she's excited to see you," I lied, not looking away from the road.

In reality, I didn't know. Maybe Steve would be right and she'd curse him out for not letting her die on the bathroom floor. Or Steve might scream at her for trying to leave us. Maybe that was something a friendship couldn't come back from.

That seemed to settle him a little, at least enough that he stopped trying to chew his lip off as we entered the city.

@elsie2018 @savagesuccubus @breadnbutternips @speedmetalqueen @florenceivy @charmed-asylum

To think a lot of us couldn’t wait to grow up 

Can you DO me?

And i'll DO you (;

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Since, Valentine’s day is around corner 😂 lets revive some memories 🤣 … Tbh, my boys are quite playful with words 🤣 ( ́ ◕◞ε◟◕`) ♥. __________________________________________

TDA as Kermit

Emma:

Livvy:

Ty:

Kit:

Dru:

Cristina:

Julian:

Mark:

Kieran:

@vaveyard ? Did you cry???

Billy: this isn’t going to work.

Robin: just try it

Billy: he’ll automatically know that This is a joke. He’s not that stupid.

Robin: come on just make the call.

Billy: Fine.

*Billy starts calling steve*

Steve: hello?

Billy: hey babe it’s me, there’s something I gotta tell you.

Steve: What?

Billy: I’m pregnant. Hello...hello? The line went dead, I told you he probably hang up-“

*Steve bursting in*

Steve: don’t worry babe, We’re going to get through this together. I have some books my mom read when she was pregnant with me, also I’m going to schedule us for prenatal yoga. I already have a book on baby names and books on baby proofing the house. Are you feeling okay? Do you feel nauseous or having any craving? If you are I promise I’ll go to wherever you want food from, even if it’s miles out of town.

Billy:.......

Robin:.......

My bisexual ass:

*sees a pic of Mattew Daddario* oh wow

*sees a pic of Alexandra Daddario* oH wOW

Ok but Julian and Emma should've just got stripped of their runes and then drunk from the mortal cup. It's not that hard people!