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Monet’s garden at Giverny
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Why’re you being mean to my mum?
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Y'all really got a porn blog out here doin it.
I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to my Mom lol
I second my husband’s emotion! Lol
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I was going to ignore this
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porn blogs care about their moms
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Came up on my dash & I don’t wanna risk it
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@classythiam I AGREE
This is too you mom…. I love you
i hate when y’all post these shits. but i love my mommy.
11 Blocks Part 5
(i promise to drop some actually well written content soon. for now, hopefully part 5 gets all of you excited about the series again) Jake’s entire face dropped.
“Jake,” you exclaimed as you reached for his hand. His eyes went dark. The colour mimicked the irises that surround him in the garden. He pulled his hand away and stormed out.
“Jake, please wait,” you ran after him. “Miss! Miss!” the wedding planner panicked, “where are you going? Oh, dear.”
“Jake, please talk to me. I never meant for this to happen. Please.” you grabbed his arm to pull him towards you.
Jake bit his lip and shook his head. “I guess I only have myself to blame. I was naive enough to send you to him,” he let out an ironic chuckle to hold back tears. His tongue traced the inner outline of his lips. How could you have let yourself hurt him?
You began to cry. You didn’t dare look in his eyes. “I am so sorry, Jake,” you cried, “You have to believe me.”
Jake looked up at the sky and rubbed his face with his hands. “I need to be alone,” he said and walked away.
—
“Thank you so much for letting me come here. I had no idea who to call,” you said. You sat across from Travis’ best friend, hands folded on your knees. When Jake left the garden, you froze. It took you a moment to ran after him but your delayed reaction failed you. Jake was long gone by the time you reached the parking lot.
You didn’t think it was a good idea to immediately go to Travis, and you were not in the mood to be judged by your friends.
“It’s all good,” Nolan mumbled awkwardly. He rubbed his hands together and searched for something to say, “Do you want a drink? Alcoholic obviously. You seem like you need it.” Nolan was never very talkative. You nodded yes and he scurried to the kitchen. When you dated Travis you saw Nolan often - naturally- but never developed a friendship. However, you did learn that he was extremely kind. His tough exterior only prevented people from learning that.
“So…what do you think you’re going to do?” he shouted from around the corner.
You had no idea what your next steps would be. First off, you knew there was no way you could just end things with Jake. The two of your had built a beautiful full of mutual trust, respect, and support. Together, you shared all your dreams and ambitions. Six months into dating, you moved into a lovely apartment that was now filled with many memories. Small trinkets and knick-knacks of your relationship contrasted the sharp, edgy and modern decor. You would hate to let go of all that.
“I honestly have no idea, Patty.”
“Are you going to talk to Travis?”
“I mean, I’ll have to eventually.”
“TK’s great, but you seem really upset over this Jake dude.” You laughed and took a sip of your gin & tonic.
“You know Y/N, I’m not some relationship guru but I did read this quote once,” Nolan began hesitantly. When he saw your look of approval, he continued, “It was something like ‘you might meet your soulmate in this life but that doesn’t mean you’ll be with them forever.’”
You were surprised by the words that left Nolan’s mouth. Honestly, you were extremely grateful for the fact that Nolan was trying to help you determine your next steps in his “Nolan-y” way. There was an undeniable connection between you and Travis- passion. If you were being completely honest, you never felt that passion with Jake. With Travis, everyday was a new adventure. Being with Travis felt like you were 16 again. Butterflies in your stomach whenever you saw him but, could he be the serious partner you now sought?
“I should get moving. Patty, thank you so much.” You hugged the giant and he stiffened.
“Yeah. Dude. Sure, no problem.”
—
It was now around 6 pm - a solid 8 hours after your flower appointment with Jake, and you knew you had to confront Travis.
“I told him,” you began as you settled yourself onto Trav’s couch. Travis leaned in to kiss you, his arms on either side of your face holding onto the back of the couch. You reached out and brought him closer, the kiss getting more passionate in a matter of seconds. Guilt set in your stomach.
“Travis, stop.” You pushed him back and got off the couch. You walked to the other side of the room, torn. “It’s not that easy, Travis.”
“You can’t keep doing this to me, Y/N.”
“I can’t just leave him, Trav! I can’t just wipe my hands clean and move along.”
“You had no problem doing that to me.”
Travis’ words stung. Your decision to walk away from the relationship three years ago was not easy. For months you debated pushing through your anxiety and not just giving up.
“That’s not fair. You know what wasn’t easy for me. Trav, I suffered a lot because of those rumours.” “Yes, and you didn’t even let me help you. You decided to walk away and you did.”
You leaned against the kitchen counter, and pushed your forehead into the slightly open cupboard. Never did you expect to find yourself in a love triangle. Whenever you watched a film or read a book that placed the main character in between two meaningful relationships, you scoffed. How could choosing someone be that hard? Well, it was your turn to learn- between a rock and a hard place. “Travis, Jake and I have an entire wedding planned in less than two months. I don’t get to play runaway bride just because we slept together a couple times.” Travis looked at your in disbelief. Honestly, you couldn’t believe that you just said that. Travis grabbed his keys off his kitchen counter and headed for the door. “I didn’t mean that,” you tired to defend yourself. “I’m just so stressed-”
“I think we should stop seeing each other,” Travis cut you off, “Clearly that’s not an issue for you.You left once, let’s see you do it again.”
Will there be more of the 11 Blocks story? I just found it & would love to see where it goes next
I can definitely work on it! Tbh I forgot about it 🙃
Without a Doubt
Trigger warning: anxiety, crying, argument. Inspired by a One D fanfic I once read.
“I don’t understand what you want?!” Mat yelled though the door.
“I don’t know, okay?” I argued back. At this point I gave up wiping away my tears. Mat had never been this angry. We never fought like this before. Typically, we never get into fights. Sure, we have some heated debates, but normally one of us caves. The debates end in “I’m sorry,” “I love you,” and passionate kisses.
I had no idea why I didn’t back down. I don’t know why we kept yelling at each other. Now, neither of us remember the basis of the argument. Why did it start in first place?
What did I want?
First off, I wanted to rewind about 20 minutes and apologize for throwing my shoe. I wouldn’t have slammed the bedroom door. I wish I could tell him that it’s not his fault that I was angry. He was always so patient and loving and I pushed him off an edge.
Did he know that I was sorry? Did he know I wish that I hadn’t started this? He has to know.
“Y/N please let me in,” Mat was banging on the door.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I sat on the floor beside the bed and broke down. The type of crying that drains all your energy. My throat was hurting, there was a heavy feeling in my stomach, and I had an unimaginable headache forming.
As I sat there hugging my knees, trying to catch my breath, I heard Mat walk in. Before I knew what was happening he fell onto his knees before me, his hands on either side of my head. He frantically tried to wipe the steady flow of tears streaming down my cheeks.
“I don’t know what I want,” I croaked. Mat began to cry as well.
“I know what I want,” he began, “I-I want you.”
Mat cradled me in his arms as he continued, “I want to make you happy. I want to see you every morning when I wake up, and fall asleep next to you every night. I want to Netflix and chill with you.”
You giggled lightly and looked into his eyes.
“I want to be the man to hold your hand, and rub your feet, and carry you home... I just want to be with you.”
Mat and I sat there with swollen, tear-filled eyes. We pressed our foreheads together and I began to get my breathing under control.
“Are you sure you want to deal with this?” I asked Mat with a shaky voice.
“Without a doubt.”
Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.
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I am risking nothing
I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY
Will not risk.
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omg im so glad to se so many people love their mummy
Why’re you being mean to my mum?
goddamn it
Nope. Googled it. 15 minuets. Nope. Not taking any chances
This has 1.2 million reblogs … Ps not riskin it
1.4 almost ps not risking it
Fuck this post
I am sorry…
I fucks with my moms too heavy to be playing games. REBLOG
Hell no.
Sorry
Y'all really got a porn blog out here doin it.
I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to my Mom lol
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Love ya mommy bear
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I hate seeing this shit 💀
Sorry y’all… I’m not risking it… I don’t trust the internet anymore
reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.
THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.
The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.
AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.
THIS SHIT WORKS, TRY IT.
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I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS
LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL
IM STILL FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS
holy fuck, I didn’t expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever it’s just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASN’T SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS.
I WANTED TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND AND I DIDN’T THINK I’D GET DAYS OFF BUT THIS WEEKEND I’M HEADING UP THERE??? THIS IS CRAZY SHIT
SO LIKE I JOKINGLY WISHED FOR MY OWN LEN KAGAMINE AND THEN LIKE A WEEK LATER I GOT A LEN NENDOROID??? H ELP
WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????
ok I’ve said this before but IM DOING IT AGAIN THE FIRST TIME I SAW THIS, MY WISH DID COME TRUE SO I REBLOGED AGAIN AND SAID IT IN THE TAGS BUT THEN I WISHED FOR SMTH ELSE AND IT LITERALLY LITERALLY HAPPENED LIKE A COUPLE DAYS LATER WHAT THE HELL SO NOW IM WRITING THIS HERE FOR YOU BC I DONT BELIEVE IN THIS CRAP BUT STILL IT’S AN AWFULLY BIG COINCIDENCE
THE BOY I FELL I LOVE WITH LEFT TO TRAVEL THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD AND HAS BEEN GONE NOW FOR 3 MONTHS. WE HAVENT SPOKEN SINCE BECAUSE I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE HIM FEEL TRAPPED TO ME AND NOT ENJOY HIS TIME SO I WAITED FOR HIM TO CONTACT ME FIRST. I SAW THIS ON A PARTICULARLY LOW DAY WHEN I WAS MISSING HIM SO MUCH I CRIED FROM THE PAIN, GUYS I REALLY LOVE HIM, SO I THOUGHT MEH WHAT THE FUCK, AND WISHED HE WOULD JUST LET ME KNOW HE WAS OKAY.
GUYS.
HE FUCKING CALLED ME 20 MINUTES LATER
20 FUCKNG. MINUTES. LATER.
GOOD THINGS DO HAPPEN. AND ITS IN THIS POST.
I wish for someone to leave something in my ask.
OKAY SO I ASKED FOR A HEDGEHOG AND NOW GUESS WHO HAS A PET HEDGEHOG
I WISHED FOR SNK MERCH THE FIRST TIME. I GOT A JACKET.
I WISHED FOR MY GIRLFRIEND THE SECOND TIME. I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND.
THIS WORKs I WISHED I WAS MOVING TO NORTH CAROLINA AND GUESS WHAT GUYS IM MOVING TO NC IN AUGUST I PROMISE U IM NOT LYING
guys ok ur probably thinking that this is all just bs right? WELL I THOUGHT SO TOO BUT I WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD CHAT ME AND HE DID AND IM FREAKING OUT not even kidding i swear on my grampas grave this works
I love this it always works for me yey thank u shooting star :’)
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End #KateGate once and for all 🤞🏻
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i posted this yesterday then today this cute boy held my hand and now he is sending me memes
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i reblogged this yesterday and my crush kissed me today
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11 Blocks part 4
“That was unreal,” Travis commented as he rolled off you onto the left side of the bed.
It had been four months since your affair with Travis started. At this point you had become an expert at hiding your romantic rendezvous’ from Jake.
You sat at the edge of the bed and put on your clothes.
The date of your wedding was coming up in two short months, and you had yet to make a decision between Jake and Travis. When you and Travis reunited the night of the gala, you thought you would be able to put away your feelings from Jake instantly- little did you know, it would not be that easy.
“When are you going to tell him?” Travis asked, clearly aware of what was running through your mind. A shiver ran down your spine as he wrapped his arms around your waist.
“I don’t know, Trav. It’s not that easy,” you replied. Travis rarely brought up Jake but, with the date of your wedding getting closer, his anxiety increased. One question unable to leave his mind: would you leave him again?
“I have to get going,” you said as your loosened his arms and moved to the chair to grab your purse. “I’ll message you later.”
As soon as you shut the door behind you, tears fell from your eyes like waterfalls. What had you done? Better yet, what were you going to do?
___
“I still think that lilies were a bad idea for the flowers. Their potent smell will take away from the ambiance. No one will focus on the details if they have that scent up their nose,” Jake’s mother rambled on to the wedding planner.
“Mother, it’s our wedding not yours,” Jake argued.
Frustrated, his mother got up and walked out of the room, the wedding planner followed behind her like a lost puppy.
“I can’t believe her. Two months from the date and she’s become mom-zilla,” Jake chuckled. You just sat there and played with the ring on your finger, oblivious to what had just occurred.
“Hey,“ Jake took your hand into his and knocked you out of your trance. “Talk to me. What’s up?”
You looked up into his big, blue eyes. His eyes always shined. Even when he was furious, the twinkle never left. You took a big, shakey breath.
“I’ve been seeing Travis,” you confessed.
50 Types of Kisses - Writing Prompts
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Small kisses littered across the other’s face.
A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.
A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond.
An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.
Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.
Wild, breathless kisses brought on by a heartfelt gift.
French kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.
Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other’s hand.
A kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other’s breaths.
A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.
Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.
Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.
Butterfly kisses against the other’s cheeks.
A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.
A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.
One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.
Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.
Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.
One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.
Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.
A chaste kiss given to each other because they are in mixed company.
A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.
A kiss that tastes of the food/dessert they are eating.
Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.
Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.
Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person’s ear.
Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.
One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.
Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.
Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.
Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips.
A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.
An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.
Kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips.
An awkward kiss given after a first date.
Starting with eskimo kisses before moving on to soft kisses.
Cleaning the other person’s lips with a lick and a kiss.
Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.
Kissing tears from the other’s face.
A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.
Kisses shared under an umbrella.
Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.
A kiss pressed to the top of the head.
Tentative kisses given in the dark.
Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.
A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.
A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.
One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.
Short and sweet kiss after meeting up for a date.
A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.
11 Blocks Part Three
(Not my best work but work is insane! Will post more soon!)
Everyone, including Jake, knew that you never truly got over Travis. When you met with Travis at the coffee shop three years go you were supposed to get closure, but when you saw how upset he was, you ran. There was no way you could have gone through that conversation without caving in and going home with him.
“Because I think I still love you,” you replied.
Travis looked up in shock. Neither of you expected your moment of blunt honesty. This was the first time you admitted that thought out loud, after keeping it hidden in your mind for three years.
“Jake and I bought a new place,” you continued. “We were doing some light packing and he suggested I donate your bomber jacket. You know, the black one with the small Flyers’ logo?”
Travis nodded his head. “Yeah, I know which one.”
“I went to donate it. It was supposed to be my moment of closure, but I-I physically couldn’t let go.”
Travis reached out for your hand.
“After that I haven’t stopped thinking about you,” you replied. “I mean, normally I think of you but, I mean you have not left my mind.”
Travis listened intently.
“I thought I was finally over you. I got engaged for shit’s sake!” you continued.
“And tonight, when we passed your apartment on the way to the party, I think Jake just knew that something was up. He asked me if I regretted walking away from us, and he rarely talks about you, and he told me to come talk to you and-“
Travis sat silently. You continued your verbal diarrhea.
“- and I regret that night. I shouldn’t have walked out! I regret it more than any-,“ before you could finish your sentence, Travis leaned in and kissed you.
He pulled away almost immediately and waited to see your reaction. His kiss lingered on your lips. You traced your lips them to see if it was all real. You pounced onto Travis; after three years of separation, it was hard not to. Travis reached to pull down the zipper of your dress.
“Travis, We can’t do this!”
Travis pulled away from your lips and rubbed your back in attempt to calm you. “Hey, babe,” he spoke softly in your ear, “We don’t have to.”
“Travis, I have to go. Jake’s going to get suspicious,” you said, but did not bother to move.
“Come back. Tomorrow night - I’ll be waiting.”
When the elevator door opened at the Bellevue, you saw Jake sitting at a table, worried, phone in hand. As soon as he spotted you, a giant smile lit up his face. “I was getting worried that you wouldn’t ever come back,” he laughed as he came to embrace you.
Jake felt so warm. You reciprocated the hug, but you felt so horrible. You began to sob into Jake’s chest.
“Y/N, hey, what’s wrong,” he cupped your face.
You shook your head. “Nothing,” you replied, “I just- I'm glad to be back.”
You had constantly freaked out about Travis’ potential romances, but tonight, you were the cheater. How ironic was that?
Yet all you could think of were excuses. You were going to see Travis tomorrow night, but you couldn’t tell Jake.
Continuation of 11 Blocks
The apartment was illuminated by the strong afterglow of the city lights outside. Travis headed straight to the kitchen with his beer, and you stayed in the foyer to take off your heeled sandals.
“Want tea?” he called out.
“Yes, please,” you responded.
Everything in the apartment was exactly as you remembered it. The couch molded around your body perfectly- like it retained your memory. You clutched onto Jake’s jacket as if you wanted to prevent it from touching anything in Travis’ apartment. A complete separation of your current relationship from your past.
The mirror that stood between the kitchen and living room framed TK as he prepared the tea. He leaned against the kitchen counter as he waited for the kettle. Deep in thought, he studied the world he saw through the window.
“You know,” Travis spoke softly, “For like a month after you left, I was convinced that I’d walk in here one day and you’d be back here, waiting for me.” His words equivalent to an arrow through the heart.
“Hmm,” he scoffed and shook his head, “How naive was I?” The kettle whistled and he moved to pour the water into his Flyers’ mugs.
Unsure of what to do, you got up and walked into the kitchen. Travis turned to face you, and for the first time in three years you looked into his eyes. You couldn’t believe that you’d forgotten just how blue they were.
“I know I was an ass. I know that I cheated before, but we were different, Y/N,” Travis said, “I loved you more than anything in the world.”
Loved. Did he purposely use the verb in a past tense? You studied his face, saw the hurt in his eyes.
“I wanted to come back,” you replied. “But do you know how hard it was, Travis? To constantly read rumours about you sleeping with other women?” you continued.
“Well, do you know how hard it was realizing that the one person you loved the most in the world doesn’t trust you?” he fired back.
All this time you worried about your own feelings, but not once did you think about his perspective.
You reached for his hand. “I’m sorry,” you whispered, tears gathered in your eyes. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, I just-I just wanted to protect myself. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you to someone else, and it was killing me, and I should’ve stopped searching the internet for ways out…”
“Hey, hey” Travis cut you off, “I know.” He wiped away a tear from your cheek. A gesture of forgiveness? Rather than fighting back and breaking your heart, it was like he was picked up the pieces of the last three years with that simple gesture.
Travis lead you into the living room. He returned to the kitchen to bring over your tea. When he saw you holding Jake’s jacket his body tensed up.
“How long have you been together?” he began his interrogation as he took a seat beside you.
“Two years,” you replied. “We met through a friend at work.” You weren’t sure if you should elaborate on the story, so instead you sipped on your tea.
“When’s the big day?” he eyed the ring on your finger.
“In 6 months,” you replied.
“Are you happy?” he questioned you.
“I am.”
“Then why are you here?”
PART TWO 11 BLOCKS
@seggstars + @oven-chicken-blog + everyone who supported the “11 Blocks” story!
I am so, so humbled by the amount of positive feedback I have received. Thank you all. It’s hard to share writing. In a sense, I feel like I’m sharing my diary. I chose to base the writing off songs because I believe music is an integral part of film and TV. The songs you hear really play on your emotions. Hopefully you’ve been listening to the song while you read.
I want to announce that there WILL be a part two (yay)!
The second part will be based off a different Wrabel song. To make sure it doesn’t disappoint, I’ve been taking a little more time writing it.
I promise to draw up more content.
I’m so happy to be part of this wonderful and weird Tumblr Hockey community.
LOVE,
ANON