Organize Your Week Like This To Be Closer To The Best Version Of Yourself

Life is too short to waste time on people who don’t lift you up, who don’t inspire you - they’ll eventuelly drain you.

Katie Kacvinsky, First Comes Love (via perfectquote)

Sofia found herself in a career rut. Harry was coming off a six-month world tour and an unexpected break-up. They both end up at the same studio. Sofia working the front desk and Harry writing his sophomore album.

A story about Malibu, unexpected friendships and why timing is everything.

part one

part two

part three - harry’s pov 

part four

part five

part six - harry’s pov

part seven*

part eight

part nine

part ten*

part eleven

part twelve*

completed!

vogue drabble*

nye 2019

nye 2020

harry’s camera roll

sofia’s camera roll

contact photos

*denotes mature content

inspo | sofia | harry | masterlist | let’s talk

Not even bro it’s not even Gretchen because you know why because you’re famous and I remember who used to date



This man jumps from Demi Lovato to Selena Gomez to Taylor Swift like a fucking checkerboard



Watching this play out across three album was the most fun high school me had

“I found I was more confident when I stopped trying to be someone else’s definition of beautiful and started being my own.”

— Remington Miller

i love 5th generation idol duo “brothers” so very much 😔🤍

"I can control my anger"

Also me:

And also me 5 minutes later:

steve rogers x black f!reader

breaking your own heart for him to find peace and happiness

warnings: angst

in the dim light of your small apartment, you sat curled up on the couch, clutching a worn copy of your favorite book. the cover of the book read ‘God Help the Child’, tales you had lived and breathed since childhood. but the words felt heavier tonight, tinged with the sorrow of reality

steve stood in the doorway, his broad shoulders casting a long shadow. his eyes, usually so full of determination, were clouded with a mixture of gratitude and regret

"y/n.." he began, his voice a soft whisper, "i can't thank you enough for everything. you’ve been my anchor, my confidant”

you forced a smile, though your heart felt like it was being torn apart. "steve, you deserve happiness. real happiness" you paused, gathering the strength to continue. "peggy is your past, your future. she's your soulmate”

he moved closer, the scent of his familiar cologne wrapping around you like a bittersweet embrace. "what about us?" he asked, his voice cracking. "i care about you, y/n. more than you know”

tears welled up in your eyes, but you blinked them away, trying to stay strong. "and i care about you, steve. that's why i have to let you go. you and peggy... you have a chance to live the life you both dreamed of. don’t you see? you’re a man out of time, but she’s a part of that time”

steve reached out, his hand trembling as he brushed a tear from your cheek. "you’re incredible, y/n. i wish things were different

"me too..” you whispered, your voice barely audible. "..but they aren’t. you need to be with her. you deserve that happiness, even if it means i have to let you go”

he pulled you into a gentle embrace, and for a moment, you allowed herself to melt into him, memorizing the feel of his arms around you, the steady beat of his heart

the , with a deep breath, you pulled away. "go, steve. go to her"

he looked at you one last time, a mixture of emotions flickering across his face, before nodding slowly. "thank you, y/n. for everything and for a second chance”

as the door closed behind him, you collapsed onto the couch, the weight of your sacrifice settling heavily on you shoulders. you had given up the one person who made you feel truly alive so he could find his own happiness

and in the quiet of your now empty apartment, you allowed yourself to mourn, knowing you had done the right thing, even as it shattered your heart

toxic!rafe manhandling toxic!reader when she gets bratty or snappy with him

warnings: dealer!rafe, sorta toxic relationship, cheating accusations, arguing, cussing, yelling, physical violence

[11:15 PM] ‘ray <333’ stopped sharing location with you

“what the fuck?” you sat up, staring at the words on your screen like they weren’t real. you called him not once, not twice, but ten times until you were pacing back and forth, imagining your boyfriend balls deep inside someone else. he said he’d be out dealing with barry on the cut, and that was more than enough reason for you to think of the worst. eventually you calmed down, your head shooting in the direction of the door once you heard it open. “what are you doing up still?” rafe tossed his keys on the dresser, plopping down on the bed with a sigh.

“it’s two in the morning, rafe.” your voice was eerily calm, immediately making his eyebrows knit in confusion. “yeah, and?” he reached for your arm, which you pulled away. “what the fuck is wrong with you?” he got up, dragging you with him. “why did you turn off your location?! you didn’t answer any of my calls.. what do you expect me to think?!” you shouted, pushing him in the chest, which turned out to be useless because he didn’t even budge. “i expect you to understand that if i’m not answering the phone it’s because i’m busy conducting business,” his grip on your wrists made your skin burn, “i didn’t just stop sharing my location, but i turned my phone off altogether because barry gets all fuckin’ paranoid. i wasn’t fucking around if that’s what you think.” you narrowed your eyes at him.

“you’re a liar.” you shoved him again, this time making him stumble. “how many times have i told you that i don’t even want to look at anyone else, let alone fuck them?! while you’re here driving yourself crazy, i’m out there making money for us so i could keep you happy,” he followed you into your shared closet, taking the bag you were stuffing clothes in, “you’re not going anywhere.” you shot daggers at each other, both of you fuming with anger. “i know that look in your eye. don’t do anything stupid, y/n.” you glanced at the keys on the dresser, rafe already two steps ahead of you as he picked you up and pinned you down to the bed. you let out a yelp, unable to move underneath his weight.

“i love you, alright? i would never hurt you like that. what did i say when i first put that promise ring and that pretty little finger?” your gaze softened, as did rafe’s. “you said you’d always be honest with me.” he nodded, letting your hands free. “i meant every word.” his voice was barely above a whisper as he leaned in slowly, taking your lips in a gentle kiss. as much as you adored this soft side of rafe, you couldn’t help but grind against him, his teeth nipping your bottom lip in response. “now i have to fuck you back in your place.”

“My biggest regrets in life are being too damn nice, apologizing when I didn’t do anything wrong, and making unworthy people a priority.”

— Unknown