Little Brown Shoe

Joanna, lvl 23, French, made of Stars and Imperfections. Link to My Book BlogSapiosexual, Hopeful, Book&Youtube Addict, Murakami's wanderer, Future Mme Klaus, OneRepublic citizen, Wallflower, Lost Girl, Ravenclaw Potterhead, In Love with the Pie Maker, Cumberbabe, Moriarty's client, Child of Earth, Sherlockian, NerdFighter, soldat de la Lazy Company, Stuck in the Jane Austen time, Grim Reaper, King Arthur Mistress, Tribute from District 7, Cabin Crew of MJN Air, Kira worshipper, Stephen Hawking student, Ghibli dreamer, My Mad Fat Diary related, Guest of the Ouran HighSchool Host Club, Hannibal Lecter Patient, ELF, Witness of the Apocalypse...

[bob-belcher]

[antearograde]

[badgley]

[advancedpotterhead]

Brain - Don’t fall for Joe. He is manipulative, lying, stalker, psycho murderer. Don’t justify his actions, he is not nice.

Heart -…but he sweet

Brain -

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Preferences: Dancing in your underwear

Requested❤

Rami:

Rami would watch you with a small smile on his face. He loves seeing you like this, completely content and happy in his home

Josh:

Josh would join you. He’d wrap his arms around you and twirl you around the kitchen.

Snafu:

Would laugh, you’d be embarrassed he’d never let you forget it. He’d also tell you how cute you are.

Freddie:

Would watch you, smirking and when you finally notice him, he’d toss a dollar at you and ask for another show

Elliot:

Would blush and look away. The image of you dancing in your underwear would be burned into his mind tho and he thinks about it a lot

Louis:

Would draw you dancing in your underear, you’d find the pictures accidentally one day but are really flattered and happy he drew you

Nate:

Nate would love it. He’d find it endearing and adorable. And he’ll always hope to catch you doing it again.

Steve:

Would immediately put you on the kitchen table and fuck you. He’d be so turned on watching your ass shake in your panties and the way you roll your hips. He’d want you then and there.

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Preferences: Christmas

Rami:

Rami likes to go Christmas shopping, and you are not opposed. Today you’re at a tree nursery, deciding on a tree to put in the living room of the home he shares with you and his brother. “If we are going to do this I want to go all out!” You say excitedly, bouncing in your seat. Rami chuckles as he puts the car in park and you climb out, Santa Clause is coming to town comes to an abrupt halt as he shut the car off. You run to his side and he throws his arm over your shoulder. “It can’t be so big we can’t get it into the house.” He teases. You stick your tongue out. “It just has to be big okay. I love big Christmas trees.” Rami lets go of you, taking your hand and kissing your knuckles. “Alright then. Let’s find the best tree babe.”

Later that evening you sit in the living room, sprawled out on the couch, your head in Rami’s lap. It took four hours to decorate the goliath of a tree you picked out, but neither of you minded. It was perfect. Rami runs his fingers through your hair, a cup of hot chocolate in his hand ss you watch the lights of the tree and listen to the Christmas music playing in the background.

Freddie:

“Darling it’s Christmas morning!” Freddie jumps up and down on the bed, trying to shake you awake. You groan and roll over onto your back, blinking your eyes open. Freddie smiles down at you like a child. Excited to open his presents. You stretch. “Good morning my love.” He leans down and kisses you. “Get up! Come on! We have much to do!” He pulls the blankets from you and helps you out of bed. You follow him down the hall to the enormous tree in the living room. You sit beside him in front of it. “Here. I want you to open this one first.” He sets a big box down in front of you. “What is this Fred?” “Open it and see my love.” So you do. Inside is another smaller box. Your brow furrows as you open it. Another box. And another. You shoot him a glare, causing him to chuckle. You wished you knew what he was playing at. And then you did. The smallest box. Your breath hitches as you open it. A ring lay inside. A ring with an emerald in it. You looked up to see Freddie kneeling in front of you. “You told me you’re not fond of diamonds once. So I hope this is as good a substitue.” He took your hand. “Will you marry me?” You shriek with happiness, throwing your arms around him.

Josh Washington:

It’s just the two if you this year. And its perfect. You sit across from each other, in the Christmas light glow, Josh’s timer on his phone goes off. Its officially Christmas. “You ready?” You ask picking up the gift for him. He smiles, reaching for yours. “Merry Christmas babe.” You exchange gifts, grinning lovingly at one another.

Snafu:

You settle into bed, kissing the photo of Merriel before you turn off the light. This would be your first Christmas without him and you were already hating it. It wasn’t a cheery and bright season for you. You missed your love, and worried about him. You sighed, closing your eyes and falling into a fitful sleep.

You felt someone pressing kisses along your neck. Arms wrapped around you, legs twined with another. You stiffened, unsure of the person in your bed. “I’ll be home for Christmas, if only in my dreams.” The voice us off key but you’d recognize it anywhere. Your eyes snapped open. The outline beside you, it was him. You rolled over on top of him, placing kisses all over his face as he chuckles. “Merry Christmas Doll.” He hugs you tightly, burying his face in your hair. “Best Christmas ever.”

Elliot:

“Y/N. Y/N wake up.” Elliot shakes your shoulder, gently trying to wake you. You sigh and open your eyes groggily. Its snowing outside. You smile at your boyfriend. “Merry christmas.” You grumble. He helps you sit up, there’s a tray of slightly burnt breakfast beside you. Elliot smiles proudly. “Thought I’d make you breakfast, then we can exchange gifts.” Your heart fills with happiness. You know how hard it was to get him to celebrate with you. He believed Christmas was a capitalist holiday, where corporations trick you into spending money you dont have….he wasn’t completely wrong. Still you leaned forward and kissed him gently. “Thank you.”

Ahkmenrah:

“Good evening Y/N.” Ahk pulls you into a tight one arm embrace, kissing your cheek. He holds the other arm behind his back. “What’s that?” You ask curiously. The young Pharoh’s face filled with color. “You told me December 25th is Christmas. You explained people exchange gifts?” He handed you a crudely wrapped gift. “Its not much. But I hope you like-” you cut him off by throwing your arms around him. He stumbles, but embraces you. “I’m sure I’ll love it.”

[chiara1294]

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[mouthoftheglory]

happy new year y’all!! 🎉

[dearmrmalek]

His face. Send help.

[autoimmuneamy]

“Do you want to talk about it or be distracted from it” is honestly the best thing you can say to me when I say im sad/in pain etc.

[luckytwodollarbill-deactivated2]

this is really good advice to say to anyone who is upset

[brittany]

Rami Malek as Elliot Alderson in Mr. Robot - “eps2.1_k3rnel-pan1c.ksd”

[dearmrmalek]

His face. Send help.

[maleksrami]

Rami Malek in (some of) his various roles over the years

[bimbocracy]

Men think it’s ruder for a woman to say “don’t interrupt me” than it is for them to interrupt her in the first place

[fuckyallbitcheslol]

id probably call that ruder. Jus cause I interrupt someone don’t mean I was mentally thinking bout cutting this annoying ass bitch off. it just so happened my g.

[bimbocracy]

I know you would call that ruder. That’s what the post was about.

[bimbocracy]

Me: men think this

A man: no, actually I think exactly what you said men think

Me: right.

[dearmrmalek]

No words needed.

Pleasure ♥️

[dearmrmalek]

His face. Send help.

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[half-black-phillip]

I’m so mad because this worked

[untexting]

ROGER HELP ME