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[indiaimagine]

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[thefuckmangivemyurname]

Zion Kuwonu please let me have your children

[multiiiii]

literally me the whole day and my sister is getting annoyed

[scftedits]

PRETTYMUCH photoshoot for schön magazine wallpapers / lockscreens

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[ahhhhaustin]

Bringing back videos of the boys that you probably forgot existed pt. 8

[porterxcomics]

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ᝰ ᥣιkᥱ or rᥱbᥣog ιf ყoᥙ sᥲvᥱ. ♡

[austinp0rt3r]

Haircut • Austin Porter (Drabble)

PLOT: Austin decides to cut his hair on his own. Y/N knew it was a bad idea.

Warnings: cussing ? once ?

One more strand and I'm done.

No matter how many times Austin repeated that to himself, he never felt as if his hair was short enough. His fingers were already getting tired of holding the scissors up and his arm couldn't hold itself up anymore. He still had to cut half of it.

The idea of cutting his hair had been running around his mind for a while now, but he never got himself to do it. Today was the day, and it would have been fine if he had just gone to a barber's shop as everyone does, or at least had called a friend to do it. But no, Austin thought he was capable of "using scissors on himself" (he totally was not, by the way.), and now he was regretting his stupid choice of doing it alone.

He was listening to one of his songs, Teacher, while he tried to fix what he had done. And when the "I can make you feel like Tinashe" part came on, he snarkly said that he did not feel like Tinashe at all. Which was a hundred percent understandable.

Once he realised he wouldn't be able to finish cutting his hair on his own, he decided to call his girlfriend for help.

Around twenty minutes later, Y/N arrived to his house with two hamburguers and a smile on her face, which immediately faded when she saw her boyfriend.

"What the fuck happened to you?" She asked with a disgusted expression on her face.

Austin felt really bad when he saw how she looked at him, so he looked down to the floor. As soon as Y/N realised that the boy was about to cry, she quickly got a hold of the instruments she needed to fix that boy's hair, and got to work.

When she was done, she handed over a mirror to Austin and waited for a reaction. He timidly raised the plastic thing and grinned after he saw his reflection. His hair was normal-looking and he couldn't be more thankful.

"I don't know what I'd do without you" Austin commented while kissing Y/N.

"You'd probably have no hair."

"Oh, shut up!"

[yukiaoju]

he's just so fucking cute

[designedbts]

I think everyone deserved to see this video. 🤣🤣 I'm going to jail for making this.

[yourallaround-simp]

Burlesque

Based on the movie BURLESQUE. 

A/N: I recently watched the movie with my friends and the idea of writing this popped in my head today and I got really excited. 

Also I described the guy vaguely so you can imagine him as any member you wish.

Walking down the spiral staircase with your heels in hand, you turn around as you hear Finn’s voice, tapping your ass as he walked passed you. “You’re on in five minutes babe, stand ready.”

Hurrying to the back of the stage, you quickly go through the choreography and lyrics, quickly peeking to the crowd. You halt your actions as you notice five faces you’ve never seen before seated right by the stage.

They were five guys, and apparently fairly known too (even though you’d never seen them), judging by the frequent looks they got from the people around them. All of them dressed in suits mixed with some casual elements like sneakers.

As you finish getting ready, you can’t take your eyes off the guy in the centre. He was hot, the most captivating man you had seen in a while, sitting comfortably with an air of confidence as he talk to the other guys with him, hands moving in a way that had you distracted.

“Now, to close the night we have a performance from the one and only, Peitho!” Hearing your stage name, you centre your mind and walk to the dim stage, situating yourself in the chair and fixing your hat, only your silhouette being able to be seen.

You start of the song, singing the first verse seductively as you move slowly and enchantingly, your voice overpowering the instrumentals powerfully.

It's a cold and crazy world that's ragin' outside Well baby me and all my girls are bringin' on the fire Show a little leg, gotta shimmy your chest It's a life, it's a style, it's a need, it's Burlesque

Snapping your fingers, your eyes connect with those of the guy you were staring at before. You send him a quick wink when you notice him slowly scratch his chin in interest while staring at you.

During the performance you made sure to make it extra sensual since you noted how he discreetly shifted in his seat in certain parts of the choreography, tightly gripping the arm of his seat.

I tease 'em 'til they're on the edge They screamin' more for more and more they beg I know it's me they come to see My pleasure brings them to their knees

Mischievously choosing this part to hook him even more, you bend down and trail your fingers from your ankle to your inner thigh, the intermittent red lighting adding to the erotic mood.

Fully into the performance, you see him lean into his seat, arms situating themselves on top of the headrest. Intensely staring at you non-stop, he licks his lips as you exchange gazes again, boldly adjusting his crotch area and quirking an eyebrow once you look down to quickly glimpse at his bulge.

Finishing the dance on your knees, your voice singing the last high note, the guy keeps his focus on you, ignoring how his friends try to get his attention to talk about you and your “bad bitch energy”.

Returning backstage, you exit through the side door, heading to the bar to grab two quick shots of tequila to try to dim the adrenaline cursing through your veins. Slamming the last shot, you go to order another one, however you are interrupted. “Let me just tell you that your performance was one of the best ones I’ve ever seen in my life.”

Scoffing at the compliment, you smirk and look up to make eye contact with him, “not trying to be rude or anything but are you only saying that to get into my pants?”

Putting a finger up to put the conversation on pause, he turns back to the bar and calls Mike over, “hey dude, can you get her another two shots of the tequila she was drinking and one for me, and add it onto my tab as well, thanks.” Turning back to you, he sees you frowning, about to argue that you could pay for yourself; albeit you were internally smiling at his consideration; and quickly shushes you, “one, let me invite you to celebrate us meeting; two, I really meant what I said; three, I do want to get into your pants one day though, with your consent obviously.”

Laughing at the way he lost his cool at the end, you agree to the drinks, and the two of you continue talking throughout the night, exchanging jokes and teasing gazes. While talking, you discover that he is a member from the band PRETTYMUCH, and that his bandmates and him came to the lounge because a friend of theirs recommended it to them.

“Hey I just got a call from the guys telling me that they are outside, so I’ve gotta go. Why don’t we exchange phone numbers, and maybe you give me your name as well since I only know your stage name?” He starts taking his phone out, but you quickly grab his arm to stop him, a teasing grin adorning your gaze.

You tilt your head and bite your lower lip. “You’re going to have to come back if you want the both of them.”

“Well then you will definitely see me here tomorrow for those and another performance of yours as well” He comes close to you, giving you a peck in the corner of your mouth, but before he can step back, you grab onto his suit so he stays still, whispering something to him that gets him rose-cheeked and bothered, before letting him go.

“If you keep coming then maybe I can perform a little something to you in the privacy of my apartment.”

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[angelzerkaa]

im o k, hbu?

[jarelyso-blog]

Heart eyes

El tiene mi corazon ♥️

[ahhhhaustin]

Bringing back videos of the boys that you probably forgot existed pt. 7

[emmaxashlen]

someone shoot me in the leg because Austin porter needs to be my boyfriend right now