I'm Bi!

Pomegranate Proposal

Henry Winter x GN!Reader, The Secret History  Word Count: 824 Content Warnings: Fluff, Kissing, Slightly Suggestive Themes Summary: Henry comes over to help you with homework and you end up as his partner.

It was a rather quiet day for [Y/N], staying inside their apartment to keep warm and catch up on some of their work that had been abandoned the night before in favor of a more lively scene, tagging along with Richard to a party he’d been nearly dragged to by Judy Poovey. They were flipping through the pages of the book that Julian had assigned for the term when the phone that was near the front door rang. They let out a soft sigh before rising from their place on the couch, setting the book aside and walking over to pick up the phone. 

“Hello?” they spoke as they pressed the  cold speaker end of the handset to their ear. 

“Oh good, you’re home,” It was Henry, his deep, cold voice immediately recognizable. “Would you mind if I stopped by? I suppose you might want help with your Greek since you were out all night.” There was a hint of a smirk in his usually flat voice and the corners of [Y/N]’s lip’s turned up a little at the sound of it. 

“Not at all, I’ll leave the door unlocked.” They replied, quickly exchanging their goodbyes before setting the phone down on the base and happily making their way back to the couch. They decided to tidy up a little more, give space for Henry to sit when he came over and all. It was no secret that the two Greek students had grown closer over the two years they had known each other, longing glances across the round table during class, an idle hand lingering on one’s arm or shoulder. 

It wasn’t long until [Y/N] heard the door open to reveal the tall, broad shouldered scholar with a book in his hand as well as a small bag. Henry closed and locked the door behind him, making his way to the couch and sitting next to [Y/N] as he always did when the group got together in someone’s home. He set the bag down in their lap and peered at their book to flip to the page they were on. 

“What’s in the bag?” [Y/N] asked, nudging him playfully and pulling their notebook a little closer to show him what they’d accomplished so far. 

“Pomegranates. They’re in season now and I thought you’d like a few.” He said, as they opened the bag to see three softball sized, plump red fruits. [Y/N] let out a soft chuckle and set their notebook in Henry’s lap to get up. 

“Why don’t I open one? We can snack on it while we work. Do you want something to drink too?” they asked, walking over to the kitchen. 

“Anything’s fine,” He called after them, busying himself with finding where they’d left off in the homework. They hummed softly, putting on a kettle and preparing a pot of tea to steep while they pulled out the seeds into a bowl. It didn’t take long for them to come back to the couch with their tea and a bowl of pomegranate seeds on a tray, their fingertips stained a faint crimson from opening the gifted fruit. He cleared some space on the coffee table for the tray and poured them both a cup of tea. 

Henry hesitated a little after he set the teapot back down onto the tray before he picked up a few of the plump seeds with his slender fingers, turning to [Y/N] and cupping their face with his free hand. 

“Open.” he said softly, [Y/N] obeying without objection. Their lips parted, tongue jutting out slightly to blanket their bottom teeth as Henry dropped the seeds into their mouth. “Swallow.” He ordered again, his hand never leaving their cheek. [Y/N] did as he told, again with no protest as they chewed on the juicy seeds, a tart sweetness flooding their mouth followed by the slight crunch of the seeds before they swallowed. A bit of a smirk tugged at their lips, their hand coming up to hold onto Henry’s wrist. 

“You know, you could have just asked me like a normal person.” They chuckled a little, pulling a humorous scoff from him. 

“I thought we’d established that we’re far from normal.” He jested, his voice barely above a whisper as they slowly closed the gap between them. [Y/N] leaned in just a bit more, their lips meeting in a soft kiss. He could taste the tartness of the pomegranate as his other hand settled on their thigh, almost pulling them closer. The silent bliss came to an end as [Y/N] pulled away to look at Henry’s eyes, little pieces of the sky taken and gifted to him in the form of his bright irises. 

“I suppose I’m stuck with you forever then?” They licked their lips with a soft laugh.

“Why? Does that not appeal to you?”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

when she says she doesn’t send nudes

Kermit for pope

I was trying to find out if Kermit was eligible to be pope and I found a blog that says he's the perfect example of a catholic priest

Not me seeing this and thinking: "DAMN! THAT WAS A YEAR THAT WAS A YEAR AGO?! I THOUGHT IT WAS 4 OR SO MONTHS AGO!!! Quarantine really hit me like a bus... or better... like a containership... 🙄"

Sowwy, you're allowed to cringe...

a collection of my favorite tweets regarding the Ever Given in the Suez Canal

I've been trying to assemble a playlist for my crush but they never consciously put any music on, they just live with whatever their surroundings play.

Boo, if you don't know what you like, how am I supposed to know?

Not to seem pathetic but no one has made a playlist for me

YOU FORGOT THE ICONIC "WOAAH"

WOULDN'T YOU LIKE THE TASTE OF THE POWER? WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO USE MORE THAN WORDS? DEEP IN THE NIGHT THE FIGHT LASTS FOR HOURS, YOU CAN BE HURT OR YOU CAN BEAT HER! WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO HAVE SOME OF THE MAGIC? WOULDN'T YOU LIKE YOUR OUTCOME PREFERRED? DEEP IN THE NIGHT THE FIGHT CAN BE TRAGIC, I'LL HELP YOU CONQUER HER!

𝓓𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓪 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴, 𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓬𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷? 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓵𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓻𝔂, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷? 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓿𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓼𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮? 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓼𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓾 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓼, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓭𝓮𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽? 𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓯𝓲𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮? 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼? 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼, 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓬𝓮? 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹...

That is the first thing I thought of when I saw the first GIF! Morgana never lies, she's a seer and the best part of this show! 😌😌😌❤❤❤💗💗💗💚💚💚

i mean she wasn’t lying :/

This. Just let me get a short wolf cut with green tips mom. PLEASE! My hair doesn't need to be long just because I'm a girl, and my hair isn't going to be damaged for the rest of my life if I just dye the tips and not the roots.

i sincerely believe my life would be exponentially better if i could cut my hair short and have green streaks/tips in it

Of course I'm talking about Hamilton!Jefferson, like LOOK AT HIM:

WHO CONVINCED THE NEWS THIS WAS HAPPENING?!?!