#midnightbeast

polaroid pictures, a hot shower, sharing an umbrella with a stranger, listening to music before bed

Ummmm so I really like this guy in my squash club.. Random sport I know, but I always see his good side. As well as his abs and arms. Ok I just really like sporty guys 😂 but he's nice and we spent a competition day together and we started texting afterward but it's all in that jokey way that guys do when they're just messing around 😩 and we live quite far apart so it's just not feasible, and yeah. I really just need to get over it..

Part two!! So I have minor crushes on a few girls from my school, but it's Catholic and in the Irish countryside, so there's few lgbt+ people, and even fewer that are out. And really it's a tiny chance but I'm gonna ask one of them out! She's sensitive and smart and utterly gorgeous, on of those girls that you want to tuck under your arm all day but she could (verbally, at least) kick anyone's ass all day long 😎🤘🏻

Hey, it seems like you are so excited for this and that is a good thing. and the fact you are willing to get into the dating pool must mean you are getting over that first guy. So excited for you! Good luck, I hope it works out and she says yes! :D

Just a heads up I know nothing about surfing and I’m literally making all of this up.

Bellamy is good at a lot of things, really, but when it comes to surfing he’s at a loss. He tried to argue that there was no practical reason for him to even learn, but Octavia had argued that they should try and enjoy the things that her fiance’s husband’s family enjoyed. 

It was a strained argument- even for her- but he agreed anyways even though he was 95 percent sure it was just another plot for her to make fun of him.

The lessons took place at an ungodly hour in the morning and he was barely awake enough to focus on what the instructor was saying. What mental capacity he had left was focused on trying not to be a total creep and staring at her.

Clarke was her name and he was convinced she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen (which had nothing to do with the fact that she was in a very flattering bikini). She was just golden, gold hair, gold sunlight bouncing off her gold skin. She was radiant. And possibly pissed.

“Bellamy!” She snapped her fingers in his face. “Are you with me?’

“What?, oh,” he tried to shake himself out of whatever trance he’d been in. “Yeah, sorry.”

She grinned knowingly and he was certain he was blushing.

“Pick up your board, we’re gonna learn how to paddle,” she pivoted in the sand and was in the water before he knew it. He had no choice but to follow with an idiotic grin on his face.

After 30 minutes in the waves, Clarke gave up.

“You really don’t care about this, do you,” she was grinning, which confused him a little bit. He decided honesty was probably the best course of action here.

“You caught me,” he returned and she lit up inexplicably and moved closer to him in the water.

“You wanna get out of here instead?”

“Oh god yes,” he breathed.

Bellamy was not good at surfing, but he knew of a few activities that he was very good at.

+cookies oh my gosh I can’t believe I wasn’t following you earlier, your blog is A+ and if that’s you in your icon, you’re flipping gorgeous, too. I’m in awe

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