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@neycrisbale
Trans women are WOMEN! There’s not lie at all!
Look at all these happy radiant women, out here enjoying life.
Wow look at all of those lovely women living as their best selves
Super pretty women, all of them
Every single one of them is stunning !
Fucking stunning our trans sisters are
chadwickboseman It is with immeasurable grief that we confirm the passing of Chadwick Boseman.
Chadwick was diagnosed with stage III colon cancer in 2016, and battled with it these last 4 years as it progressed to stage IV.
A true fighter, Chadwick persevered through it all, and brought you many of the films you have come to love so much. From Marshall to Da 5 Bloods, August Wilson’s Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom and several more, all were filmed during and between countless surgeries and chemotherapy.
It was the honor of his career to bring King T’Challa to life in Black Panther. He died in his home, with his wife and family by his side.
The family thanks you for your love and prayers, and asks that you continue to respect their privacy during this difficult time.
Photo Credit: @samjonespictures
Hey! I hope you’re doing good!!
Hey thanks love, I am doing good trying to get back into writing. Hope you’re doing good ❤️
For Writers:
Reblog if it’s okay for your followers to leave you an ask telling you what the one thing is they remember you for as a writer. Is it a scene or a detail or a specific line? Is it something like style or characterization? Is it that one weird kink they never thought they’d be into, but oh my god wow self-discovery time?
Good Luck To You
Dele Alli imagine
*Slight Smut*
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Walking into the house, groceries in hand you placed them on the marble island counter tops, so you could go and close the door. For some reason the silence in yours and Dele’s house was weird because for one everyone and their parents knew that Dele Ali was a very loud person.
So for him to be this quiet something must be up, going throughout the house in search of Dele you finally found him setting up his Playstation. “I thought something happened to you for a moment” You said chuckling
Dele turned around flashing you a smile before continuing to set up his game, “This requires a lot of concentration babe, if I’m not focused on this I could mess it up” He said
“Right, because connecting the correct cords together is a very difficult task” You replied
Once he finished, Dele stepped back from the TV in his game room smiling. You still didn’t understand the big deal and difficult task because if we’re all very honest there wasn’t any.
“Come help me put the groceries away please” You asked turning and walking back to the kitchen
Dele huffed, before following behind you. You took a seat on the chair and watched as Dele placed everything away, “You’re not even helping me” Dele said
You nodded, “I brought them in you can put them away sweets”
After Dele finished putting everything away, he placed a kiss on the top of your head before making his way back to the game room. Taking this opportunity you, went to the bathroom taking a shower; afterwards wrapping a towel around your body you went into the bedroom where Dele’s loud remarks towards his game could be heard.
Shaking your head, you chuckled taking a seat on the edge of the bed you picked up your phone unlocking it and looking at the multiple notifications some led you to photos and videos of fan videos of the two of you. Closing out after a while, you finished getting dressed in a tank top and shorts.
Going through the house that was filled with Dele’s remarks and silence on the other half an idea suddenly popped into your head and you went directly to the game room.
“Are you dumb Eric you can’t go through there.... That’s! OH MY GOD MATE DUCK” Dele yelled
“Dele” You called out
Once you were sure he could not hear you, you closed the door behind you and smiled to slightly to yourself. Quietly and slowly you made your way over towards Dele seeing as he was so preoccupied with trying to give directions to the boys through the headset.
For a moment you had thought that maybe Dele could sense you were in the room because he suddenly started to get quieter. When you had made it behind Dele you leaned down and placed your hands on his shoulders slowly sliding them down his chest.
Underneath your touch you could feel Dele stiffen slightly but then as if nothing he regained his composure and continued on playing as if nothing happened. You continued moving your hands down his chest just enough for your head to be in the crane of his neck.
Dele’s heart began to race and it made this all the more fun for you, while Dele was trying to stay focused on the game. But he couldn’t get the fact that he wanted you to continue out of his head either.
You started off by peppering kisses on Dele’s neck, before leaving hickies in their places. Dele’s entire body at this point had begun to betray him, as his grip on the controller began to loosen, and his eyes started shutting.
Going in and out of focus Dele tried his best but slowly continued to fail, as you continued your attack on his body. Going around, Dele watched your every move not caring that his teammates were yelling at him about stuff in the game.
Kneeling down in between his legs, you could see through his shorts that Dele was getting impatient. Your hands made their way to the band pulling both his shorts and boxers down, his member springing right up.
A small smile formed on your lips, as you wrapped your hands around it. Going up and down, by now Dele was impatient and gripped the controller harder with anticipation.
When you’d felt like Dele had enough, you placed your tongue licking from the bottom up before placing it in your mouth. At first Dele attempted to conceal his pleasure by biting his lip, but as you continued he realized he couldn’t contain anything anymore.
“Y/N” He moaned placing one hand to hold your hair out of your way. You kept going, Dele was close to finishing and by now his moans had gotten louder and the neighbors if they didn’t already, they knew your name now.
As Dele finished, his chest was moving up and down rapidly. “So you yell her name during sex” Eric called out from the TV
“Mateeee you let her win” Jesse chimed in
Dele’s eyes grew wide, as he looked at from you to the TV. “Aye you guys owe me my money, I told you guys she wears the pants” Marcus said
You chuckled staring up at Dele, “Seriously Del we had a little bit more faith in you” Trent said
“Yeah, Del how could you let the boys down” You questioned
Narrowing his eyes at you he began to speak, “I wear the pants, and I’m logging off”
Laughter was heard from the boys and you combined as Dele turned off his game, you got up and attempted (Key word attempted) to leave but just as your hand reached the door Dele had you over his shoulder.
“Oh no missy now its your turn to be screaming my name”
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Hey guys I hoped you liked it, I’m gonna try and get back into the swing of writing more and hopefully get on a schedule. I missed you all and hope you like it ❤️
Not related to gods and monsters but i fucking love osshun gums tall ass 🤧😭🥺
SHSJDJDJDJD me too girl
the struggle of being pH-1
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Rani Mukherjee, Kuch Kuch Hota Hai, 1998.
REBLOG IF YOU ARE A WRITER ON TUMBLR
IT DOES NOT MATTER WHAT KIND OF WRITER YOU ARE YOU CAN BE WRITING: POEMS, FANFICS, IDK NORMAL FICS, NOVELS, SHORT STORIES, IDK ANYTHING!! JUST REBLOG!!!
No Hiding Now *LeBron James Imagine *
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~4 Years Ago
Pacing back and forth it seemed like time was moving at this unreal pace. That everything didn’t seem to actually be happening right now, sometimes people don’t realize that during situations time really does seem to play almost like a trick on your mind. And for those few moments where time is doing that becomes the worst moments of your life.
Amongst the silence that was happening it seemed like even when the phone rang signaling that the time had finished, seemed distant. Like it wasn’t of this time frame of life; like a portal had opened up just to allow the distant noise and then close.
We looked at each other then back at the floor. Keilia and I as I’d sat on the edge of the tub and her by the door staring at the object almost as if attempting to burn a hole into it. “Are you going to look” She spoke
I looked up from the floor, as a breath escaped my chapped lips. Taking steps towards the counter through my perception it made the walk longer like there was an extra hallway or flooring towards an object that was literally steps away.
Once I finally reached the counter (although it seemed like forever), I took a deep breath before opening my eyes and looking down. As I looked down no words came to my mind, no words escaped my mouth and everything felt panicky.
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Sitting down my legs shook like a volcano about to erupt, my lips felt as dry as the air right before something major happens. “Hey Babygirl sorry to keep you waiting” His voice boomed as he entered the house, and this only made my heart rate pick up at just the thought of what I was going to do.
“Baby, you okay?”
I looked up at him, “Sit down LeBron” I said moving over
He watched me up and down looking to see if there was anything physically wrong that he could pick up from my appearance or the atmosphere. “What’s wrong?” He asked
Sighing I looked at him, for the past 3 years we’ve been together I’ve always seen his worried face it was split between concerns about myself, his family and basketball. I smiled a bit as I looked at him, “Baby, are you on your period why did your mood just change like that?” He asked placing his hand on my face
“Bron, I think we need to stop this” I said as the tears threatened to spill.
His eyebrows furrowed, “What?” He asked
I sighed, “I can’t do this anymore Bron, I don’t want to be a secret anymore. I’ve found someone, someone who won’t hide me” I lied
“Are you serious right now Y/N, I love you. We have something special-you said you didn’t care about that”
“LeBron please, I don't-”
“Nah! You know what fine go and do you”
That was the last thing he’d said to me before I watched his tall figure walk and disappear from my view.
~Present
“Saphie, can you please stop running around you’re going to run. into someone” I called out to the bouncing 4 year old
She looked back at me and smile, “I am sorry Mama”
Bending down I lifted up her grey fitted cap to fix her shiny curls underneath, taking in her features she really was a perfect mixture between the two of us. Her beautiful melanated skin that resembled her fathers, and her forever grand smile that lit up everything in my existence.
“Mamá que pasó?” She asked staring into me (A/N:Mommy what’s wrong?)
I looked at her smiling, “Y/N” Someone called out
The smile from my face slowly faded as I recognized the voice from behind me, and just like that time 4 years ago, it had felt like the time had slowed. Shaking myself from the shakiness of this timeframe I placed the cap back on Saphire’s head putting her behind me as I stood and stared at him.
I could feel as Saphire poked her head around to watch him up and down, “Mamá quien es el?” (A/N: Mommy who is he?)
He looked down at her as well, and there was something on his face that I couldn’t read. “Who’s this Princess?” He asks still looking down at her
Moving her more behind me, she squeezed my hand and I let out a sigh. “My daughter” I said
Cutting towards my direction he raised an eyebrow, “Your daughter? How old?” He questioned
“Why is this important, don’t you have things to do?” I asked rudely
From the look on his face it seemed as if he’d already had the answers he needed even, by me not saying much. His gaze was still on Saphire as she furrowed her eyebrows, and made a facial expression that was similar to his when he tried to figure out things.
LeBron chuckled, “I’ll see you guys around” He said before turning and leaving.
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“Mamá someones at the door” Saphire said as she ran into the room
I looked at her, “You didn’t open it did you?” I questioned giving her a serious look. Quickly shaking her head she crossed her arms, “Tití Keilia said to come get you” She said
Pulling on a hoodie I took her hand and the two of us walked back towards the living room area, Keilia wasn’t in sight meaning that she’d probably went into her room. As I neared the door Saphire stayed by the couch, opening it I spoke, “Hel-”
My voice stopped working as my eyes worked to take in the sight before me. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked
“Is there anything you’d like to tell me” He asked
Not turning fully to face Saphire I spoke to her, “Bebé ir pa la cuarto con Tití”
Saphire nodded her head going to the room, I didn’t let him in until I heard the door shut. “Why are you here LeBron”
“She’s my daughter isn’t she” He questioned staring down from his 6′8 frame to my 5′8. I didn’t answer him as he continued to speak, “Why didn’t you tell me anything? What happened to the other guy, is he alright raising another mans daughter? Did he not have questions about me? Does she not have any? How could you-”
He kept spit-firing his questions, one after the other and it was beginning to feel like they were never going to stop. “LeBron” I called stopping his question rant.
“Would you have let me keep her if I told you?” I asked looking up at him
LeBron didn’t seem to have an answer as he continued to look down at me. “She’s my daughter, I raised her with my family. And no she doesn’t ask about you she’s got me and that’s all she wants. You were so happy with being secretive, with hiding me and being with your family in the light where was my happiness supposed to come in?”
“I was an object to you, but you gave me a gift I will never take for granted. Why? Because to that little girl in the room, I’m her everything. Would you even have time for her?You have three other kids, three other futures to look forward to”
He let out a sigh, looking down at his hands. “Can I at least try? “
“Are you going to keep her a secret too?If that’s the case, don’t bother LeBron. Go on and live with your family because she’s got hers and she's okay with what she has”
“Mamá”
Both of our heads turned in her direction, a smile coming to my face. “Qué bebé?”I asked bending down to her height as she walked to my direction and eventually into my hands
“Tití is going to sleep” She said pouting
I chuckled, and she looked up at LeBron. “It’s the man from earlier” She said pointing
“Muñeca it’s not nice to point” I said
“Sorry Mama”
A smile had etched itself on LeBron’s face, “I’ll be right back” He said
I turned to look at him confused as he jogged down the driveway and came back. When I looked behind him, he’d had his two sons and daughter next to him by the time they reached the door again.
I raised an eyebrow, “They wanted to meet her” He said shrugging
The boys and Zhuri looked at Saphire smiles on their faces. “She’s really cute, Daddy” Zhuri said smiling
“What’s her name”
Have you seen LeBrons reaction to the news about Kobe 😭💔
I have, it’s all very devastating. I’ve watched Kobe play a total of 2 times and was and still am in amazement at the player and man he was.
don’t!!! fake!!!! your!!!! interests!!!! to!!!! make!!!! someone!!!! like!!!!! you!!!!
don’t!!! bury!!!! your!!!! interests!!! to!!!!! make!!!! someone!!!! like!!!!! you!!!!
Hey everyone so somethings happened which made it a bit difficult to write on Tumblr, but don’t worry I’ve got it fixed and will begin uploading here as well as on Wattpad under the name neycrisbalee. :)
Smiley baby 💕
Bonus:
Philippe Coutinho celebrates with his daughter Maria Coutinho after winning the Copa America Brazil 2019 Final match between Brazil and Peru at Maracana Stadium on July 07, 2019 in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.
