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Rad Things In The SpongeBob Musical: Act Two

even longer list but i want to share my feels
link to rad things in act one

SPOILER ALERT

  • patchy the pirate gets a song and it’s adorable even if he has nothing to do with the plot- it’s a nice levity for those who are in line for the bathroom between acts. more shows need this.
  • “nobody celebrates our one holiday, talk like a pirate day.” bro the internet would like to differ matey
  • “Put. Down. The. Accordion.” like, me too dude, those things are freaky.
  • he’ll be back
  • and the show starts on the day of a cataclysmic volcano eruption…. with a time card joke
  • the best time card joke
  • like where did that fake beard come from???
  • best joke
  • BEST JOKE
  • nice reprise of the first song. it has a lot more trumpets and sounds more heroic. nice.
  • “And look at all these ropes and these hammers that you got me somehow, gary you’re the greatest, hey where’d you get this stuff, meow
  • silly song that ends with reality of the dangers ahead???? spongebob saying goodbye to gary like they might never see him again??? MY FEELS BRO
  • “at a time like this, it is better to be safe than free!” this parody is really on the nose ain’t it?
  • the erupter…. interrupter
  • very catchy. spongebob spending ten seconds complementing the name??? sandy and spongebob are too pure 5 me????
  • pearl’s cheer is heartbreaking!!! they are so scared of the world ending-
  • BUT FORGET ABOUT THAT THE ELECTRIC SKATES ARE IN TOWN
  • ANNND i really don’t dig this song. but the costumes are on point with 80′s rock so whatevs.
  • the mayor is nuts yo
  • squidward trying to weave his way into the rocker’s good graces- my dude is trying so hard??? bless his little bitter heart???
  • ROCK AND ROOOOOLLLL
  • THEY DID THE “MY LEG” JOKE THEY DID THE THING!!!!!!
  • goofy goober ice-cream reference now i wanna watch the movie 
  • GIANT ROCK AND ROOOLLLLL
  • Mt. Humungous is like a pile of boxes on three moving hotel carts, but you wouldn’t know by how well the lighting and setting- it reminds me of Matilda the Musical and i really love it.
  • spongebob finally has a freak out and the actor does the worm!!!!!!
  • “let not the sands of time seep into your shorts…. for it shall chafe”
  • BEST JOKE like how did the actors not burst laughing???
  • Chop To The Top aka why is sandy and spongebob not a thing yet??? too cute 5 me
  • the actors don’t have any wires so all this climbing is legit??? i know it’s not a big fall, but it’s still a lot of moving on top of moving things like they are more brave than me is all i’m sayin’
  • sandy’s scream when she thinks she lost spongebob and sponge’s little “sandy????” like… awww honey… you two…. awww
  • when they finally arrive is legit relieving because the sets are so good and you believe they are actually on top of the mountain it’s so good y'all
  • sponge’s lil “we diiiid itttt, we diiiidddd it” is so cuteeeee
  • AND PATRICK’S COUNTRY TWANG RETURNS!!!!!!!
  • and we get the really nice song I Guess I Miss You like these guys are like the closest brothers and it’s real sweet! 
  • that two part harmony doeeeeeee!!!!!!
  • and back to Squiddy! let him sing. he is trying so hard mannnn
  • oh shoot he actually gets to sing??????
  • “ooOOOooohh this is weird”
  • oh shoot he actually gets a chorus line???????
  • AND A BEDAZZLED SUIT??!?!?!?!?
  • AND A CLARINET SOLO?!?!?!?!??!
  • AND A HARDCORE TAP DANCE NUMBER?!?!?!?!?!??!? 
  • WITH HIS FOUR LEGS?!?!?!?!?!?
  • MUY BOI YOU DESERVE THAT STANDING OVATION HONEY!!!!!!!!!!!
  • no for realz, he better win a tony for this oh my word, holy cow how did he dance in that suit man???
  • this just in karen and plankton are still adorable
  • live fish as telemarketers BEST JOKE
  • oooh snapskies plankton accidentally revealed the plan- but the dolphin sentence enhancers return so that’s a cool reference my dude
  • NOOOOO NOT OLD MAN JENKINS 
  • oh man he ded *mic drop*
  • little dolls to indicate where spongey and sandy are like yessssssss
  • spongebob is about to fall and he’s about to give his last words to sandy like DO YOU KNOW HOW WEAK MY FEELS ARE!??!?!
  • patrick comes back “i’ll save yoOOOUUU SPOOOOOOONNNNNGGGEEEEEEE” *deep breath*bOOOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBBBBBBB
  • we are back and this is the back dance WE ARE BACK AND THIS IS THE BACK DANCE
  • spongy is the only one who can climb the top of the mountain and he is having doubts like he actually feels anxiety bless his little pure heart
  • “That’s what you bring to the team, Spongebob. MANAGEMENT SKILLS” LIKE YES MAN BEST JOKE TOP JOKE
  • spongy is climbing these ladders while singing upside down and he’s weaving in and out of the ladder bits and he has no safety wires on and MY DUDE, YOU ARE FREAKING ME OUT HERE
  • intense moment about to happen on one…. two….
  • “WAIT. ON THREE OR AFTER THREE???”
  • i love it. alrighty then. ten minutes until they find out if sandy’s device can save the world LET’S GO DUDES
  • they get down and everyone is attacking each other and Spongy ain’t havin’ none of that- squid tries to berate him and spongy’s sudden giant deep voice  “I’M NOOOOT FINISSSHHHHHEEDDDDD!!!!!!” is so surprising and great. spongy has his limits and we get to see it and it’s amazing.
  • and spongy convinces that if this is indeed their last minutes on earth, they might as well enjoy each other’s company and it’s legit heartwarming and legit heartbreaking like my man!!!!! 
  • owww, how dare you????
  • and we finally get a song from the show and it’s Best Day Ever and like i really didn’t care for the original song, but this song is an allegory for enjoying your last day on earth and i’m full of emotions?????
  • spongy doo wopping it and imitating elvis is so pure i’m in love
  • they all join in???? Plankton???? Krabs???? Squidward???? They are all putting their differences aside to face the end of their lives together???? ow my heart????
  • sponge’s little “this is it everyone” is so shattering because he knows they all might die in a few seconds and even he is scared but he refuses to not go down without a smile and everyone grabs hands as they count down??? this is like toy story 3 and my heart can’t take it!!!!!
  • THANK GOODNESS SANDY’S DEVICE WORKED and spongy’s happy tearful “look sandy… bubbles…. it worked just like you said” he is so relieved he is crying and it’s so pure????
  • welp, time to celebrate not being petrified lumps of lava rock
  • KRABS REALIZES HE VALUES PEARL MORE THAN MONEY YEEYYYY SANDY IS STAYING YEY SQUIDDY IS GONNA PERFORM YEEYY
  • are you ready to rock??? ONE TWO THREE FOUR- *chill ukulele tune” best joke
  • PATCHY RETURNS!
  • ALL THE INSTRUMENTS ARE SO PERFECT. PLANKTON HAS AN ACOUSTIC GUITAR, PEARL HAS SYMBOLS, KRABS HAS A BANJO, SQUID IS WITH HIS CLARINET, SPONGEBOB IS UKLELE, SNADY IS BASS DRUM, PATRICK HAS TROMBONE, IT’S ALL SO PERFECT MAN!!!
  • THEY ALL SING THE CHEERFUL REPRISE OF BEAUTIFUL BIKINI BOTTOM DAY AND IT’S SO NICEEEEE
  •  and they all JAM OUT AND GO CRAZY AND IT’S SOO CUTE
  • and to end it all after the curtain call, and after the standing ovation they rightfully deserved, they do a rock cover of the spongebob theme song while dancing and jumping and smiling and 
  • what a perfect way to end the show
  •  so it was good
  • and pure fun
  • I LOVE IT SO MUCH
“Remember when you thought you were in love with me?”

Summary: Y/N is in love with her best friend, but he already has a girlfriend.

A/N: This was the first one shot I wrote in English so I don’t really know if it’s any good, but many of you liked it on the old account so here it is again. Also, there won’t be a second part - I simply don’t feel like it would fit the story, sorry xx


”What about when I pushed you in the pool with all of your clothes on and you wouldn’t talk to me for three days? Or when I fell on my bike and you carried me all the way home? Or when you let me use my mother’s makeup on you?” It’s always like this at your sleepovers – basically just refreshing all your old memories from when you were younger. From when things weren’t so complicated and you weren’t in love with your best friend.

“I looked soooo good with red lipstick,” Calum laughs and you can’t help a smile either. You’re sure that his beautiful smile could light up the whole world and his laugh cure all sickness. And his eyes, oh god, his eyes, when you look into his chocolate brown eyes you feel yourself falling harder for the maori boy – if that’s even possible.

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So...

1. For a couple of seconds I thought Mary might be alive

2.Your allowed chips.

3. Mrs Hudson continues to be a total badass

4. John didn’t you hear Molly Sherlock is KILLING HIMSELF WITH DRUGS

5. Culverton Smith is so slimy and creepy it made me feel uncomfortable to watch him

6. John hitting Sherlock had me flinching

7. I don’t want to die

8. You cock! Trust Sherlock to have me laughing 5 seconds after crying

9. Mycroft bow chicka wow wow

10. Mary giving great advice even from beyond the grave

11. Yay Irene I love Irene

12. Awww Happy Birthday sherlock

13.John crying was the most heartbreaking thing

14. THE HUG! Need I say more

15. Totally thought for a second Euros was Moriarty in disguise. (Seriously I thought he was gonna pull of some elaborate prosthetic mask and be like hiiiiiiii)

JUST FINISHED GRAVITY FALLS

weirdmageddon was amazing! FAR better than most finales tend to be.

i wanted to know what the zodiac thing was all about though… i’d never seen it before but it was obviously important to the fans who had theorised about it…. couldnt we at least see what it would have done???? it didn’t have to be the final conflict!

ANYWAY i dont have as much to say about gravity falls as adventure time for obvious reasons so im going to rank it… Without further ado, it’s time to heavily overthink about cartoons!!!

Animation: 5 out of 5 hats - this is one of the most BRILLIANTLY ANIMATED childrens cartoon shows ive seen. there’s no weird inbetweens, the lighting for each scene is absolutely spot-on, it looks and feels amazing! honestly gravity falls looks like one of the strongest arguments for using script-driven shows instead of storyboard-driven shows, because cartoon network has never in its life produced something that looks this good.  When it used 3D CGI it was implemented smoothly. The characters had no absence of body language and cues either, it was never boring to look at. Disney does it again!!!

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♡5/08/17♡ - 🍂monday🍂

a sneak peek for next week’s spread!! but more importantly, ive become one of those armies who start producing content the second a bts mv/trailer drops ꈍ .̮ ꈍ

but here’s 지민이!!!! a smol lil mochi with a heartbreaking smile, especially in serendipity, my god, bts always comes up with such quality content that i’m always shook.

anyway, the photo is pretty bad because it’s like 1.20am here oops (〃´∀`)

key to my heart (don’t you dare lose it) // l.h.

WC: 764
// mountains crumble, he gets dragged into the sea, and all because of you.

His favorite thing about the ocean was how the water met with edge of the world. The colors of the sunset blended with the clear water, and somehow he knew everything would be okay eventually. The light would dim, the edges morphed into one—like you and him—and the world sighed. The waves would quietly crash onto the sand, they would wrap their hands around his ankles while whispering that they were going to mend his heart. He felt at peace. Then you would come into his view, your hair would dance into the wind, the shine in your eyes would reflect off the sun, and the waves were no longer peaceful. They grabbed him with great force, dragging him to the unfaithful seas. No longer whispering sweetly, they would taunt him. Times up, they would sneer. It’s time to wake up.

He should have known that it wouldn’t last. Everything comes to an end; a piece of cake, a tv program, a fiery love that turns to ice cold bitterness. The worst thing about it, about the whole summer, was your endless disagreement that you would survive the year. You didn’t believe—you didn’t have faith—that the three month relationship would last beyond that. It was great what you had; you didn’t think that you felt any happier than when you were with him. But seasons change, the leaves fall off the trees, and love always drowns. He was falling in love with you, so he would fight off the choking hold the waves had on him. He would punch and kick and scream—all for you. He wasn’t going to let your love die.

But you were.

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Arrow Fic: Just Waiting ‘Til the Shine Wears Off

post-2x23 Olicity. Felicity’s got a head wound, Oliver spends the night at her apartment to make sure she’s okay.

A/N: Inspired by this post. I tried to get it done before Turkey Time, but all best laid plans don’t account for pre-heated ovens and making your own gravy. Dedicated to the instigators: @yespleasehawkeye​, @aussieforgood​, @phoenixred27​, @so-caffeinated​, @dettiot​, @mylunarsolstice

Title from “Lost” by Coldplay.

Just Waiting ‘Til the Shine Wears Off (AO3)

Felicity doesn’t speak to him on their flights back home, just huddles in beside Digg and keeps her eyes low. He’s distracted on the charter, because he’s flying it, but when they board the jet back to Starling and she does the same thing, his stomach sinks like it’s full of lead. Once they’re at cruising altitude, she whispers something to John and he grabs a prescription bottle from his bag, handing her a pill and shaking out two for himself. He offers them next to Oliver, who just shakes his head.

“Wake us up every hour,” Digg tells him in response. “She took a bad blow to the head, I’m still not sure she’s out of the woods for a concussion.”

It’s extra worrying that Felicity doesn’t even really fight them on it. She just kind of slumps in against Digg as her eyelids drop closed and it’s surely just a coincidence that Oliver’s injured shoulder starts burning at that moment.

He doesn’t sleep, he just watches her. Watches some of the color thankfully return to her face while she dozes, watches her eyelids flutter. He takes in her content expression, shoving down the fresh, painful memory of how she had looked at him when he pressed the syringe into her palm in the foyer of his family’s home.

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MASTERLIST 12July2015

Here is a collection of imagines, blurbs, one shots, smuts, preferences and text aus that we did. hope you guys request for more to make the list larger yay XX

ASHTON IRWIN

MICHAEL CLIFFORD

CALUM HOOD

LUKE HEMMINGS

5 SECONDS OF SUMMER

TEXT AUS

Send in your requests guys! 

5 steps to getting over the girl who left.

Step 1: Watch sad movies.
Sit on your couch, and click on the first depressing film on Netflix. Get 6 minutes and 38 seconds into it, before you realize why it’s so familiar. Before you realize that this is her favorite movie- the one she told you about. The one she said you two would have to watch together. You’re already almost 7 minutes in, so you can’t make yourself turn it off now. You keep watching, until you get to that line she always quotes. You don’t remember anything after that.

Step 2: Delete her number.
Delete her number, but don’t pretend like you won’t memorize it first. Like you don’t know it by heart, and like your heart doesn’t get caught in your throat every time you hear your phone ring, and like your eyes don’t jump to the caller ID looking for that familiar 908-319-1-800-Why-Did-You-Stop-Loving-Me-?.
And like your heart doesn’t drop back down every time it’s not her. And, trust me, it’s not her- every time.
So don’t pretend like you won’t write her text messages at 3am, hitting the delete button and pretending it says send. Don’t pretend like you won’t call her, even though you know she won’t answer, just to breathe into her voicemail, hang up, and pretend she doesn’t know you’ve been there.

Step 3: Try not to think about her.
Don’t think about her. Don’t think about her hair. Her hair like cinnamon and fallen red leaves in autumn- that poppy flowers mixed with caramel auburn. Don’t think about her eyes. Her eyes that shine like steel grey wind chimes. Her eyes that used to look at you like- used to. Used to. Don’t think about how you used to be. Used to be inseparable. Fingers clasped around each others’. Don’t think about how it’s been 72 days since she last held your hand. Don’t think about how you think your hand must have been keeping count, because you can feel the number etched into the bone of each finger.

Step 4: Find someone new.
Bury yourself in the first person that will have you. Make a home in them. Act like you like it there. Tell yourself its just like her- no, tell yourself its better. That you don’t need her. That these arms are just as warm as hers. Ask what your new home means when they say you don’t love them. You love them. You love her- you mean, them. You love them. They leave you. It doesn’t hurt like when she left you- just feels numb. Just feels empty. Nothing to fill her absence with.

Step 5: Repeat. And hope it works better the second time around.

—  Loosely Based Heartbreak
Leather Part Two.

Request:  Please do a second to leather! It was so good. Your amazing!

Warning: Death of character, hint of torture.

Word Count: 3923

Click here for leather Part One


Age 5

“Y/N this is going to be your new home” you stumbled through the doors of the bunker feeling intimidated by its size. Your eyes trailed around the vintage room seeing all sorts of gadgets and machines you’ve never seen before.

“Is this batman’s cave?” You innocently asked as Dean held plastic bags filled with your necessities and pizza. You remembered him picking up a cinderella toothbrush instead of the Hulk one you wanted. Sam chuckled seeing the resemblance of Dean in your features, expressions and the way you thought.

“No sweetheart, this isn’t actually batmans cave. But it is ours and sort of like a cave.” You looked down at the stairs seeing how many there were and how high you were. Dean heard your slight gulp as you held your hands together staring wide eyed at the steps.

“Y/N, you okay?” You shook your head, watching the golden brown strands of hair fly around.

“We’re too tall” Dean smiled, admiring the way your wide green eyes scanned the room finding another way to get down. Dean handed the plastic bags to Sam who walked down infront of you as if it were nothing.

“Do you mean it’s too high?” Dean crouched down to your level and you nodded.

“Right well we can fix that, can’t we?” You lifted your head meeting Deans soft gaze. You didn’t stop to think why you trusted these two men so much. You only knew their names, Sam and Dean yet you felt safe with them.

“How?” Dean extended his hand next to yours and you stared at it. You reached for his warm hands hesitantly and stuck your fist in his palms holding onto his pinky. Dean looked at your leather bracelet and he smiled seeing the object you’ve kept that was his.

“Together” Dean walked onto the first step and your hands were still linked together. He stepped down on the second stair and you whined feeling the distance between you further.

“Y/N, honey look at me.” You flickered your apple green eyes upwards to meet his and his warm smile made you feel confident. You lifted your tiny leg and stepped on the first stair hearing Dean whispering “atta girl”. Sam watched his elder brother help you overcome your fear of heights in less than 10 minutes. He saw your terrified eyes ease as soon as they met Dean’s cause he knew you realised Dean was never going to leave you. Sam chuckled as Dean lovingly gazed as his 5 year old daughter with proud eyes as she leaped down the flight of stairs with his help.

“LOOK SAM I DID IT” You cheered as you jumped up and down with your arms waving in the air.

“You did, good job”  Sam smiled as he lifted his palms getting a sloppy high five from you.

“Great job sweetie, now lets eat” Dean lifted you up in his arms and Sam came to notice Dean’s pet names along with the instant connection. Verbally the brothers didn’t discuss what they were going to do with you but they both knew you weren’t going to be dropped off at an orphanage or child services. You were going to have the family you deserve, two uncles and your dad.

“So Y/N when’s your birthday?” Dean set you on a chair in the library and pulled out the boxes filled with Pizza. Dean walked out the room to grab plates for the three of you.

“Y/B/D” Sam smiled and nodded. Dean came back with two beers and plates. He set your orange juice next to you and you whispered a tiny thank you.

After dinner Dean set the plates aside and Sam glared at him while you played with your bracelet out of habit.

“Tell her” He mouthed to his eldest brother that shrugged his shoulders with his eyebrows perked.

“WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY? Hey youre mum died and I’m your dad?” Dean mouthed back and Sam nodded.

“JUST DO IT” Dean kicked his younger brother in the shin as he sighed, paying his attention back to you.

“Sweetheart loo- I know my mummy’s not here. I know she’s in heaven with Bones” Sam and Dean’s face fell at your maturity. You were a child for godsakes, how were you this okay? Dean thought to himself.

“Whose Bones, Y/N?” Sam asked in his soft and calm tone, the same tone he used when he’d talk to the victims families.

“Bones was my dog… whats going to happen with me?” She lifted her vulnerable soft eyes that reminded Dean of Sam when he was younger. He’d look at him like that whenever John would stay out late.

“Y/N… did your mummy ever tell you who your dad was?” Dean asked as you shook your head.

“She’d just say he was a great man who left to save the world” Dean chuckled and Sam smirked while nodding. In the past 5 years, The Winchesters went through heartbreak, angst and torture that they forgot to take a second and realise that they’ve saved the world and more.

“Well sweetheart I don’t know how to tell you this but my name is Dean Winchester” Your eyes widened at the same last name as yours.

“and this is my brother, Sam Winchester. Y/N…. I’m your father” You felt your blood run cold as well as the adrenaline rush that surged through your body. You always dreamt of how you’d meet your dad but this was never it. You never pictured your mother dying in order to see your father, this was never it.

“Really?” You whispered with tears brimming your eyes. Dean looked over to Sam as he straightened his back and cleared his throat. He looked at your face unable to recognise the expression on it or what you were feeling in general.

“Yes, a-are you uhm… okay?” The lack of speech between the three of you frightened Dean. You got up from your chair and jumped off it. You waddled your way over to Dean and his eyes never left your body. Your raised your arms above your head indicating you wanted to be picked up. Dean put his arms under yours and lifted you up. You reached for his neck and rested your head in the crook of it while you wrapped your arms around him. You closed your eyes and inhaled his cologne feeling content.

“Hey Dad” you whispered loud enough for the brothers to hear. Sam cracked a smile while Dean rubbed his eyes feeling the pre-stinging of tears.

“Hey baby” Dean replied. Sam’s heard him use that word in many ways but with you it was different. He’d call his car baby or the waitress at their bar but they’d sound the same. With you it sounded like he was shielding you with his fatherly instinct. Like he’d tear the arms of the person who’d hurt you.

“No hello for Uncle Sam?” You opened your eyes and giggled. You raised your arms and Sam picked you off Dean.

“Hey Uncle Sammy” Sam lifted you up and he got out of his seat. Dean watched his younger brother twirl you around and throw you up into the air.

“SAMMY CAREFUL” Dean ordered and his brother chuckled at his protectiveness. The two continued to play and Dean heard the distinct flutter of wings behind him.

“Why do you have a mini human in your home, Dean?” Cas asked as he took a seat beside Dean.

“Her name is Y/N, Cas. She’s my daughter” Cas raised his eyebrows in surprise then lowered them almost instantly.

“What?”

“Oh it’s nothing, I sort of expected it knowing your admiration for the female gender” Cas stated as he observed your tiny body running around Sam.

“Shut up. Come on, I’ll introduce you” Dean got up and walked over to Sam who was teaching you how to create the famous dog shadow, puppet with your hands.

“Hey sweetheart, this is your Uncle Cas. Say hi” You looked up at the tall man in the trench coat. You lifted your arms and he lifted you up awkwardly. You giggled at his odd placement, one arm under you while the other under your leg.

“Hello Uncle Cas” You smiled and so did he.

“Hi Y/N” Cas beamed at your youthful and energetic aurora. You yawned feeling a wave of tiresome overcome you and you tried to hide it.

“I saw that bug, come on. Lets go” Dean took you from Cas and you waved at them which they replied.

“Night night Uncle Sam and Cas” Dean picked up the bag of necessities and halfway to your room that was next to his until you knocked out on his shoulder. Dean kept talking to you, telling you about how tomorrow you’d go shopping for clothes until he heard your soft snores. He entered the spare room and set you down onto the bed. He tucked you in and you held his hand in instinct for a second before you let it go.

“Night Princess” Dean kissed your forehead and turned on the lamp next to the bed and walked out the room door leaving it ajar. He smiled to himself as he walked over to his room. Dean sat on his bed and realised that when he woke up today he didn’t think he’d have a kid by the end of it.


Age 7.

“Y/N, sweetie are you here?” Dean opened the room they gave with you and saw toy scattered everywhere. He looked around the pink room remembering how much you bothered them about the colourless walls. He remembered how much fun you had when Sam lifted you up to help paint the corner or how the three of you became so tired you all fell asleep on your bed.

“Honey? Where are you?” Dean walked into the living room until he heard a slight giggle that was immediately muffled. He smirked to himself as he walked around the room seeing your tiny foot pop out behind the couch.

“Hmm.. where is that little munchkin?” Dean walked around pretending to ignore your existence.

“Well maybe she isn’t here after all” Dean turned on his heels about to walk away until he heard your voice.

‘I’M HERE DADDY” You squealed as you ran up to Dean who was crouching waiting to pick you up.

“AH you scared me, Y/N” You giggled as he twirled you around in the air and set you back down before kissing your cheek.

“Sweetie daddy is having a friend come soon, her name is Aunty Charlie. She’s daddy’s and uncles very close friend. She is also family okay? She also doesn’t know about you so she may be shocked. So be nice! Go change” You nodded and Dean kissed your forehead. You ran to your room to get changed and heard the door to the bunker open.

“WHAT’S UP BITCHES” Sam walked in with Charlie and Dean stood at the bottom of the bunker with a huge smile.

“Charlie, look at you, still queen?” The two hugged each other and her wide smile became contagious.

“Not anymore” Charlie looked around the bunker seeing legos on the library table and shoes for kids by the shoe rack.

“What’s with the kids stuff? Did you knock up some poor women, Dean?” Charlie joked around waiting for a snarky comeback from Dean who kept quiet. You finished up changing out of your pj’s and walked into the common hall seeing a tall beautiful women with vibrant red hair.

“Daddy what does bitches mean?” You asked hearing Charlie’s entrance earlier on. Sam chuckled behind Charlie who was wide eyed.

“Holy fu- Language” Dean interrupted knowing the end of that word. He walked over to you and picked you up.

“Sweetie don’t say that word again, alright?” You nodded.

“Daddy? DEAN? WHO IS THIS CUTIE?” Charlie squealed already knowing the answer to that question. You were a spitting image of Dean so it wasn’t hard to piece the puzzle together.

“Hi, I’m Y/N nice to meet you,Aunty Charlie” You spoke as she shrieked in awe. She took you from Dean and walked away from the two brothers who smiled at the new bond created between the two.

“Next thing you know she’s dressing her up in a mini chewbacca costume” Sam said and Dean chuckled.

“I HEARD THAT! and not chewbacca…. more like storm trooper”


Age 11

Your alarm went off at 5:00am in the morning on a Saturday and your cursed at your phone forgetting to shut it off for the weekend. You groaned at the many attempts to go back to sleep and you ultimately failed. You got out of bed smelling coffee and toast realising someone was up.

“Dad?”You called out into the bunker hearing nothing but silence.

“Must be sleeping” You walked into the library seeing your uncle passed out on various papers and books, drooling might you add. You walked up to your snoring Uncle and saw the view of the papers more clearly.

“LIVER TAKEN FROM DEAD BODY, FEMALE”

“HEART TAKEN FROM DEAD BODY, MALE” Various titles on various papers were sprawled out. Someone had a fetish for dead body parts. You saw a leather book in his hands with a page opened seeing what you thought was the most beautiful handwriting ever. You carefully took the book out of your uncle’s hand and sat on the chair beside him which was at the head of the table. You flipped to the first page of the book seeing a name etched on the top corner.

“John Winchester?” You whispered, feeling more curious you opened the book and flicked through the pages. You thought this was a science fiction book seeing the titles of the pages.

“Werewolf, Vampire, Tulpa, Djinn, Wendigo?” You stopped at the page your Uncle was on and you examined the information more clearly.

“This isn’t a book… it’s a journal?” You read further seeing how the person describes the creature as if he’s killed it. You saw notes on the side saying things like,

“*Tell Dean - use fire*” You kept reading, filling your head with this newfound information until you heard footsteps behind you.

“I mean Sammy what else could it be? Wendigo is th- Y/N?” Dean saw the back of your head and John’s journal in your hands.

“Oh no, Y/N PUT THAT DOWN” Dean roared which frightened you so you dropped the book which woke Sam up. Your wide eyes never returned at it’s normal size as you took in all the information you read. Sam wiped his mouth and saw your frightened state along with Dean’s panicked one. He realised the journal was no longer in his hands but right in front of you.

“Oh no” Dean sat next to your frozen body as you stared at the leather bound book.

“Y/N? sweetie I’m sorry for yelling but how much did you read of this?” Dean whispered as Sam rubbed the sleep from his eyes hoping this was some form of nightmare. The brothers discussed they’d tell you about the supernatural when you were 21, not now.

“E-very-thing” You spoke as your eyes began to sting from the lack of blinking.

“Okay well uhm… I know you’re probably wondering what the hell you just read but I ne- is all of it real?” You interrupted your dad’s sentence who sighed.

“Yes”

“How much of it?” You looked between the two who felt disappointed with themselves.

“All of it and more” You nodded and put your head in your hands.

“Hey babe, you okay?” Sam whispered and your frantic eyes looked at his.

“DO YOU THINK I’M OKAY? I JUST FOUND OUT THAT EDWARD CULLEN AND JACOB BLACK EXIST AS WELL AS FREAKING ZOMBIES?” You spurted out and you flung your hands to your hair as you ran your fingers through. You heard Sam chuckle and both you and Dean gave him a glare.

“Sorry it’s just she finds out bout the supernatural and relates it to those twilight movies… it’s pretty funny”

“So what the family business is being part of the ghostbusters?” You asked and Dean smiled.

“No we’re hunters Y/N. Saving people hunting things is our code but you are not going to be apart of this business. it’s too dangerous” Dean mentioned and you nodded.

“Can you at least teach me how to protect myself from all things monstrous?” Sam and Dean nodded.

“Wait so… what’s Uncle Cas?” Both the brothers opened their mouths trying to find a way to tell you but ultimately failed.

“I mean he pops out of nowhere and claims he was already there before I came in and whenever I’m sad which leads to praying he’s always there for me?” Dean eyes saddened knowing why you pray, you thought it was the last connection you had to your mother. Cas confirmed various times that Y/M//N was in her own heaven and she was safe, Dean just didn’t know how to tell you.

“He’s an angel of the lord. Yes angels exist, so does Heaven and demons and Hell and Purgatory.” You felt a headache about to rise so you massaged your forehead.

“What about Crowley?” Your dad introduced you to him three years ago and he became one of your favourites. Whenever you wanted something he’d buy it for you, he kept you happy indeed. You called him Uncle at first but he hated it so you kept to first name basis. Also his accent amused you so much you loved it whenever he spoke.

“Uhm… Crowley is the King of Hell”

“THE KING OF WHAT? i mean I knew he was batshit crazy but THE KING OF WHAT?” You blurted out and you honestly thought this was some form of sick dream or LSD trip. You pinched your leg feeling the pain and you realised this was no dream.

“Sorry Kiddo, we know this is a lot to handle” You nodded at your father’s word.

“And Uncle Sam… I’m guessing this isn’t all science fiction anymore… huh?” You cleared your throat and got up from your seat looking around at the library.

“The men of letters were Literary Scholars” You raised your eyebrows.

“Men of letters? I dont even wanna know” You walked to one of the shelves and picked out random books. You had 6 massive and heavy books in your hand and you walked out the room.

“Don’t disturb, researching” You called out as you soon learned about everything that went bump in the night.


Age 16

“DEAN? DEAN!” Sam ran into the bunker, blood still pouring out his arm as well as the injury on his head. Dean rushed into the room connected to the entrance seeing his hysteric brother run down the stairs with you not behind him.

“Sammy what’s wrong? Where’s Y/N?” Sam’s panicked eyes and uneven breathing led Dean to think the worst.

“Sammy… where’s YN?”  Sam didn’t know how to tell his brother that his daughter was kidnapped and missing.

“SAMMY?” Dean roared when he got no reply.

“We were at the parking lot and some guys jumped us… they were demons. They knocked me out and took her. I’m so sorry Dean” Dean felt his knees wobble and his blood ran cold, his worst nightmare was currently in motion.

“CROWLEY? YOU SON OF A BITCH GET UP HERE” Dean growled into the bunker but Sam touched his shoulder gently.

“Crowley and Cas are out looking for her.” As if on cue the two supernatural beings appeared from behind them. Dean felt his heart slowly shatter at the thought of demons having their hands on you.

“We found her, but we can’t go in. Sigils everywhere” Cas mentioned and Dean saw the anger in Crowley’s eyes.

“I’m so sorry Dean, i didn’t order this to happen. You know I love her i would never harm her. I have hellhounds surrounded every corner, entrance and window of that damn factory. AND I WILL RIP HELL APART IF THEY HARM HER” Dean knew how much Crowley loved you, the admiration for you in his eyes was quite clear. He took you to Rome for your 13th birthday and he almost ripped apart a boy who smiled at you.

“I know Crowley I believe you but right now I just want my baby girl safe. Lets go” Cas touched Sam’s shoulder and healed his wounds before they transported them to the building.

“We’ll go in and Sam will get rid of all the sigils” Cas handed him some spray paint along with his angel blade and Dean rushed in feeling his parental instincts kick in. He would pull apart anything in his way that would stop him from getting his daughter back which made him downright scary.

 Dean walked into the house along with Sam and heard you cry out in pain. Dean felt his blood boil with anger and his vision turn red. He saw a demon and ducked leading him straight into Sam’s blade. He reached the room he thought you were kept in and kicked the door down. He saw your sweaty and panicked body being held together on a chair while you tried to get out of the bond. You saw your dad’s pissed off expression and felt a little bad for the person who kidnapped you.

“Now was that necessary?” A voice called out from the shadows and flung Dean to the wall next to you.

“I will rip your throat out with my own teeth” Dean snarled and you whimpered at the pain rushing through your body. The slashes on your skin began to sting more now that the adrenaline was wearing off.

“Yeah well I’d like to see you try”

Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus” Dean began the exorcism chant until the demon clutched his windpipe, halting him from continuing.

omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica.” He looked over to you and did the same, leaving Dean able to breathe.

“Ergo, draco maledicte.” The demon twitched as you neared the end.

“Ecclesiam tuam securi tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos.” He fell to his knees and black smoke erupted from his mouth.

“Oh no you don't” Crowley entered the room and held the smoke in the air before shoving it back into the man. Dean dropped onto the ground and ran over to you, untying your hands and feet.

“YOU BASTARD, WHO ORDERED YOU TO HARM Y/N WINCHESTER?” Crowley held the withering demon in place noticing this wasn’t part of his plan.

“A-abadon, Sir” Crowley nodded before he extinguished the life out of the man, saving the vessel instead.

“Dad I’m okay, just in a lot of pain” You smiled weakly as your head lulled from side to side.

“Cas, heal her” The angel nodded and began to heal your wounds which led you to be unconscious. Dean stared at your fragile body seeing the black and blue bruises disappear from your skin. He sighed and picked you up, holding you close to him.

“I’m so sorry baby girl” That night Sam and Dean slept in your room with Cas and Crowley guarding your door. That was the last time you’d ever get hurt, at least for a while.

Did it Mean Something to You? - Calum Hood

So I’ve been working on this one for a while now and I would really like to know what you guys think of it bc this is the longest one I’ve done yet! 

word count: 3000

feedback would be greatly appreciated! 

“Where the hell is he?” You questioned and Luke nodded over his shoulder towards the lounge area behind him. You stepped to the side to get a better view and rolled your eyes before tossing back another shot of tequila. Calum was sitting on the couch with a busty platinum blonde on his lap, his large hands squeezing her ass while he shoved his tongue down her throat. “What is the matter with him?”

“You know how he is, new girl every other week.” Luke replied. Just as you reached for your second shot it was snatched away by a familiar hand. Calum tossed it back and slammed the glass down on the bar.

“What happened to your girl of the week?” You asked looking over to the girl already draped over some other guy.

“More like girl of the night.” He laughed and waved down the bartender.

“How can you just move from girl to girl like that?”                

“It’s easy babe.

“Really? Even when those girls you lead on tell you they love you, you don’t feel a thing?”

“First of all I don’t lead them on. They know from the start that I don’t do relationships, I can’t help it if they fall in love with all of this, I mean can you blame them?” Calum raised his eyebrows and seductively ran his hands down his body. “Besides, they say they love me today but tomorrow they’ll be all over a guy with deeper pockets.”

“Do you really think that’s all that matters to girls?” You scoffed and he put an arm around you.

“Well not you of course, you’re different than those girls.”

“Oh because my boobs aren’t as big?”

“No, because you’re better than them.” He leaned over and kissed your cheek then headed for the dance floor.

—-

You’ve been friends with the guys for a while now. In fact you and Calum have been a little closer than friends before with some flirting leading to a few drunk make out sessions here and there, but Calum always stopped things before they got serious. He said it was because his job made it impossible to have a relationship but the boys always said otherwise. Luke told you about the girlfriend he had before you met them and how she broke Calum’s heart into a million pieces. Calum was head over heels in love with her, he even thought she was the one, and one day, out of the blue, she left. Luke said it was the worst he’s ever seen him, drunk by noon, crying at night, he could barely shower let alone write songs. He called her every day for at least two months before she finally disconnected her number. When he finally pulled himself together it seemed like he was back to normal, and he was, except now he won’t let himself feel anything for someone again. The second a girl develops feelings for him he drops her and moves on to the next one. You wanted to help him get through it but no matter how hard you pushed he wouldn’t talk about her so you eventually gave up. You knew Calum couldn’t stay numb forever and sooner or later he’d have to feel something again, he just had to get through it and until then you and Calum would be nothing more than close friends.

—-

“Another round!” Calum raised his hands in the air and yelled to the bartender. He grabbed as many shots as he could carry and walked over to the table where you sat with Luke.

“How much have you had to drink Cal?” You asked watching him set the glasses on the table.

“Well I can still see straight so not enough!” He flashed his charming smile at a brunette standing across the room then downed two shots.

“No use in trying to slow him down. Besides, he’s paying tonight.” Luke laughed before tossing back two himself. Calum ordered shots after shots and found more girls to make out with. Luke chatted up a quiet blonde who’d been eyeing him all night leaving you at the bar to drown yourself in alcohol, on Calum’s tab of course, for the rest of the night.

—-

You opened your eyes and winced at the sunlight shining through the curtains. Your mouth was dry and your head throbbing as you looked around trying to figure out where you were. You sat up using the bed sheet to cover your naked body and saw a tattooed arm draped across your leg.

“Oh shit.” You mumbled under your breath once you realized where you were, naked in Calum’s bed. You jumped out of bed wrapping the sheet around your body and quickly started looking around for your clothes.

“Mmmm babe…” Calum rolled over, smiling and rubbing his face. His hair was a mess and his voice was raspy from a long night of yelling for more alcohol. He opened his eyes slowly and then all at once and he shot out of bed.

“Oh fuck!” You stared at each other in disbelief and when you averted your eyes he looked down realizing everything was on display. He tried to hide himself with his hands but despite how large they were he couldn’t cover everything and reached for a pillow instead. “What the hell are you doing here? Did we…?”

“What do you think Calum we were naked in your bed! Dammit how much did I drink?” You sat down on the bed rubbing your forehead trying to recall anything about last night while Calum found himself a pair of boxers. “Do you remember anything?”

“Bits and pieces. I remember going home with someone, but I definitely don’t remember it being you.” He sat down next to you and put a hand on your knee. “So, was it good for you?”

“You’re a pig.” He laughed and lied back and you stood up to gather your clothes. “This isn’t funny Cal.” You struggled to put your clothes on while trying your best to hold up the sheet. “Let’s just pretend this never happened okay?” Calum quickly sat up, the cocky and arrogant tone disappearing from his voice.

“Umm, yeah. If that’s what you want.”

“Well isn’t that what you want?” He looked down at his feet and placed his hands on his knees. Calum’s mouth was so commonly in a seductive smirk you thought it was permanently stuck that way so seeing it in a frown was unsettling. He looked like a wounded puppy, sitting there staring at the ground, and you reached out to put a hand on his shoulder but he stood up and avoided your touch. “Cal are you okay?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? It didn’t mean anything (Y/N).” He pushed passed you and walked out of the bedroom.

“Calum do you want to talk about this?”

“Are you staying for breakfast? I need to know if I have to open the other orange juice.” He pulled out a pan for eggs and slammed the cabinet shut.

“Can you talk to me for just a-”

“There’s nothing to talk about! It didn’t mean anything, just forget it!” Calum shouted and you jumped back, startled by his tone.

“Fine.” You saw your purse sitting on the edge of the counter and grabbed it on your way out. Tears started forming in your eyes as you walked down the stairs and you wiped your face, mad at yourself for wasting tears on him. You walked to the edge of the street of Calum’s apartment complex and you pulled out your phone to call Luke.

“I figured you’d sleep past noon the way you were drinking last night.” Luke chuckled, sounding like he had just woken up himself.

“Luke, can you come pick me up.” You mumbled into the phone through your tears.

“(Y/N) what’s wrong? Where are you?” You could hear movement through the phone assuming he was coming for you.

“I’m at Calum’s apartment. I’ll explain when you get here.” You said and hung up the phone.

A few minutes passed when suddenly you heard someone walking up behind you.

“(Y/N) come inside and eat, I’ll take you home later.” Calum said in a soft voice.

“Luke is coming to get me.” You growled.

“Really? You called Luke?”

“Why do you care, it didn’t mean anything remember?”

“Did it mean something to you?” You saw Luke’s car pulling around the corner so you stood up and turned to face Calum.

“I still feel things Calum, I’m not emotionless like you.” Luke pulled up to the curb and got out.

“Is everything okay?” He asked hurrying over to your side.

“Everything’s fine man, sorry for making you come out here, I’ll take her home later.” Calum replied.

“I don’t know what happened, but she called me crying so I’m taking her home. You can work your shit out later.” Calum clenched his jaw, frustrated with Luke, but didn’t argue. Luke put you in the car and headed to your house.

“What happened?” Luke asked looking over at you.

“I don’t really know, we both had too much to drink, I ended up at his place somehow and we umm, we…you know.” Luke eyes widened and he turned back to the road.

“Oh.”

“Yeah, and the morning after wasn’t so pretty.” He reached over and held your hand.

“I know Calum was probably an asshole this morning, and I’m not trying to condone how he acted, but give him some time to process things. You guys are close and this is probably the closest he’s been to feeling something real since the breakup.” Luke spent the rest of the car ride trying to get your mind off things and once he dropped you off you thought it would be best to sleep things off.

—-

You woke up and looked around, relived to be in your own bed, and checked your phone. It was 4 in the afternoon and you had a missed call and voice message from Calum. You opened your phone and held it to your ear, slightly afraid of what he was going to say.

Listen I know I was a jerk, not even that I was an asshole, a really big one, but I’m so sorry. I know I should’ve talked to you this morning but I needed time to process things you know? Please call me when you get this, I want to talk to you.

You thought about how you and Calum always had those meaningless moments but you never thought it would ever be anything more than just that, meaningless. You finally realized that something more with Calum is what you’ve wanted all along, but the heartbreaking truth of the matter was that you were never going to get that unless Calum opened his heart again, and judging by the way this morning went it didn’t seem like that was happening anytime soon. You got out of bed and told yourself a shower and some food would help you think clearer but you somehow ended up in your car driving to Calum’s apartment. When you arrived you sat in your car for minute trying to calm yourself down before making the familiar walk up the stairs and to his door. Your hand was shaky as you held it up making three soft taps, and Calum opened the door so fast you thought it was going to fly off its hinges.

“Come in.” He stepped to the side and your arms brushed against each other as you walked by. He shut the door and sat down on the couch while you remained standing by a table a few feet away. “I just wanted to apologize in person, I shouldn’t have acted the way I did this morning.”

“Yeah you were a real ass.”

“I know, I know. I just want us to move past this, I want us to be friends again.” You furrowed your eyebrows and crossed your arms as you leaned forward.

“So that’s it? Last night really did mean nothing to you?”

“I’m not saying it didn’t but it-I can’t let it mean anything.”

“Yes you can, you just have to admit that you felt something.”

“It’s not that easy (Y/N).”

“Then what are you going to Calum? Drop me like you do every other girl?”

“What do you want me to do? Admit that I’m in love with you? Tell you that when I’m around you my heart starts racing and I feel like it’s going to bust out of my chest? Or that no matter how hard I try to keep myself from feeling something I fall for you more and more every day?”

“Why is that so hard for you to say? What are you so afraid of?” Calum shot up from his seat. He was like a pot of water boiling over as all the emotions he’s bottled up were coming out at once, his body was trembling and his voice was shaky.

“I’m afraid of getting hurt! I can’t feel that kind of pain again (Y/N).” He paced back and forth, his body still shaking. “You weren’t there, you don’t know what I went through.” Calum sat back down and his eyes welled up with tears. “It was just so hard (Y/N).” You moved to sit next to him and took his hands in yours.

“I’m not going to hurt you like that Cal.”

“You don’t know that, you say that now but are you going to feel the same two months down the line? What about a year?”

“You’re right Calum, I have no idea what’s going to happen in the future, but you won’t know unless you try. Do you really want to spend the rest of your life detached because you’re too afraid to love again?” He looked over at you, his big brown puppy dog eyes were red and glassy and he leaned into you placing a long soft kiss on your lips.

“I love you (Y/N), I always have.” You smiled at him and gently placed a hand on his cheek lightly rubbing his tan skin with your thumb.

“I love you too Calum.”

—-

“Babe have you seen my maroon beanie?” You looked around the room, shaking your head when you saw it on the floor amongst the dirty laundry.

“Yeah I got it.” Calum was standing by the front door when you walked out of the bedroom. He was looking in the mirror hanging on the wall running his fingers through his hair in a sad attempt to fix his bed head. You stretched the beanie over his head and pulled it over his eyes. He laughed and pushed it back so he could see you smiling back at him.

“Damn I’m never going to get used to this.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Even after all this time I can’t believe you’re mine.” His big brown eyes looked over all your features and you just smiled up at him lovingly.

“Well get used to it bub, you aren’t getting rid of me anytime soon.”

“(Y/N) I don’t ever want to get rid of you.” Calum pulled you in close and started placing kisses all over your face and neck.

“Calum stop it!” You laughed and struggled to break free but Calum was to strong and you couldn’t escape his hold. You continued to fight and he finally let go with a triumphant smile spread across his face.

“C’mon we don’t want to be late.” Since Calum would be leaving for tour soon you guys were trying to spend as much time together as possible, which meant tagging along when he had to go to the studio. You sang along to the radio the whole way there and Calum laughed at your off key, but cute, attempt at singing.

“Hey (Y/N), good to see you.” Michael said as you walked through the door hand in hand with Calum.

“Happy three years guys!” Luke chimed in.

“Thank you Luke!” He smiled, proud that he was the first to congratulate the two of you.

“Has it really been three years already?” Ashton asked, looking extremely confused.

“I know, it’s hard to believe she’s put up with me for this long.” Calum squeezed your hand a little tighter and smiled at you. “But I plan on keeping this girl around for the rest of my life if she’ll let me so get used to her.” You felt your heart start to beat faster as Calum looked at you. His face lit up when he saw the smile you had spread across your face.

“Get a room!” Michael shouted.

“I’m sorry Mikey, I’ll go sit in the lounge while you guys record and maybe pick up some lunch for everyone.”

“Damn (Y/N), we’re sure going to miss you on tour, you take such good care of us.” Ashton smiled at you from across the room, he always seemed to be the most appreciative of your lunch runs.

“We won’t have to miss her if she just comes with us.” Calum added quietly.

“What?” You questioned, wondering if you heard him right.

“You could be at all the shows, and come to the interviews, it’ll be great.”

“I don’t know Calum, are you sure?”

“(Y/N) I love you and I can’t stand to be away from you again, so come on tour with me.” Calum smiled, a hopeful sparkle in his eye as he waited for your answer.

“Calum I would love that.” He smiled even bigger as he lifted you up and spun you around.

“This is going to be the best tour yet baby, I love you.”

“I love you more Calum Hood.”

“I don’t think so.” Calum leaned down and kissed you hard and you wrapped your arms around his neck pressing your bodies closer together and Calum put his hand behind you to flip Michael off in response to his sexual comment.

5sos Preference (Song)

Ashton: Beside You
‘She sleeps, alone
My heart wants to come home
I wish I was, I wish I was, beside you.’
Your phone rings and you run over to answer it. “Hello?” You say. “Hey babe,” your boyfriend, Ashton, says on the other end. “How’s the tour?” You ask him. “It’s great! But it would be even better if you were here with me,” he replied. “We’ll be back together soon,” you reassured him. “It’s not soon enough! I really miss you (y/n),” he states. “I really miss you too, Ash.” “I wish I was beside you right now. I wish I could wrap my arms around your waist an kiss your cheek. I wish I could feel the warmth of your embrace. I wish I could feel your touch. I wish I could just be with you for the rest of my life and not have to worry about being apart from you.” You started to cry as he finished. “Don’t cry, babe. It will make me want to be there even more,” Ash said. He sounded like he was on the verge of tears. “Look out your window,” he told you. You walked over and looked out. He was standing outside. You dropped your phone and ran out to meet him. “I thought you weren’t coming back for another month!” You cry into his shoulder. “I had to make a special trip. I couldn’t stand not being with you.” He pulls you apart just enough for him to lean down and kiss your lips.

Michael: Good Girls Are Bad Girls
'She said to me
Forget what you thought
Cuz good girls are bad girls that haven’t been caught’
“Hey babe,” the bad boy, Michael, said as you walked by. “Go away, Michael,” you replied. “Harsh.” Later that day, you were sitting on the park bench waiting to meet your friend. “Hey!” She said, taking a seat next to you. “You wanted to talk to me about something?” She asked you, raising her eyebrows. “Yea. It’s about this…. Guy,” you said. “Ooooooo tell me! Do you like him? Is he cute? Does he go to our school? Is he shy?” She started firing off so many questions. “Slow down!” You laughed. “He does go to our school. He’s annoying but attractive. And he’s not shy at all,” you said. “So who is he?” Your friend was anxious to know the answer. “Your not gonna like my answer…” “Just tell me!” “It’s….. Michael.” All expression drained from her face. “What?” “I’ve been crushing on him for a while, I just never let myself believe it,” you said. Your friend looked past your shoulder at something. “What are you looking at?” You asked as you turned around. You saw Michael with a few of his friends. You quickly turned back to your friend. “Now is your chance,” she told you. “What?” You asked, surprised. “Go over there!” She said pushing you to your feet. “Only if you come with me!” “Ugh fine!” The two of you got up and walked over to the boys. “I don’t think it’s safe for goodie goodies like you to walk over here. We might mess you up just by looking at you,” Luke said, making all the boys laugh. “We don’t really associate ourselves with good girls,” Calum informed you. “Good girls are bad girls that haven’t been caught,” you said, making all of them turn back to you. Michael smiled at you. “So you’re saying……” Michael trailed off. He walked right over to you. “So (y/n), how would you like to find out what this Michael can do to you?” He asked with a smug smile on his face. “Try me,” you answered. He smirks before pulling you into a kiss.

Calum: Try Hard
'Its obvious
She’s so out of reach
And I’m finding it hard cuz she makes me feel, makes me feel
Like a try, like a try, like I’m trying too hard.’
As you were walking down the halls, you accidentally bumped into someone and all your books fell to the floor. You sighed as you leaned down to grab them all. The person you bumped into helped you. “Thanks. And sorry for bumping into you,” you said, looking up. “No problem. And it was my fault,” said Calum. You went your separate ways and carried out the rest of the day. After school, you heard Calum talking to some of his friends. You didn’t mean to ease drop, but you heard your name so you were curious. “She’s way out of your league, dude,” you heard Ashton say. “I know. She’s so out of reach. I feel like I’m trying to hard because she will never want me,” Calum replied. You could hear the hurt in his voice. “Don’t give up. I think she stayed after today. Go find her and tell her how you really feel,” Michael said. You heard footsteps coming your way. You pretended that you didn’t hear any of that. “Oh hey, (y/n),” Calum said, turning the corner. “Hey Calum,” you replied. “So I uh wanted to um tell you something.” He stuffed his hands in his pockets. “What is it, Calum?” “So I kinda maybe sorta have a huge crush on you, but you are way out of my league and I feel like I have no chance with you.” You looked at the ground. You slowly walked over to him and hugged him. “Calum?” “Yea?” “I have a huge crush on you too.” You looked at his face to see a smile creeping up. “So then it’s official? We are dating?” He asked. “Yup. It’s official.” You smiled up at him smiling down at you.

Luke: Heartbreak Girl
'I dedicate this song to you
The one who, never sees the truth
That I could take away your hurt
Heartbreak girl.’
This was the third time this week you had to call your best friend, Luke, to cry about your boyfriend. He was a douche bag to you and you knew it, but you just couldn’t admit it. “(Y/n), it’s okay,” Luke assured you. “Let it out. Let whatever you need out.” You cried to him over the phone for almost an hour. “So he really did that again?” Luke asked after you told him the story. “Yea,” you answered. “Are you really going to keep playing all these games with him?” “I know I shouldn’t buy I just can’t leave.” “Why can’t you leave?” “I don’t know. I just can’t.” Luke sighed. “Well…… I could take away your hurt,” Luke said catching you off guard. “What?” You asked surprised. “No offense, but I’m sick and tired of hearing how much of a douche bag he is to you. You don’t deserve to be treated that way. You deserve a man who knows how to treat you right. I’m sick of going in circles where I’m stuck in the friend zone. I wish you could’ve just looked harder and saw that I love you, I have always loved you. Ever since we became friends, I wanted you to be mine. But the you went after douche bag. I knew he wasn’t right for you, but I let it go. Then you would call me once a week and tell me some horrible thing he did to you. The next day you would be back together with him. I don’t want to keep going in circles anymore. I’m sorry, (y/n). I love you so much.” He hung up the phone before you could say anything back to him. You had no idea he felt this way about you. You quickly grabbed your car keys and headed over to his house. You let yourself in and walked straight to his room. He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. “Luke?” You said as you walked in the room. He looked up and quickly wiped his eyes. “Go away,” he said, standing up and walking to look out the window. “Luke, you didn’t give me a chance to reply to what you said,” you say to him. He turns to look at you. “You can laugh in my face now. Tell me how stupid I was to actually think you would ever love me.” “Luke, that’s not what I was going to say at all.” He looked straight into your eyes. You continued. “I never knew you felt that way about me. To be honest, I had a massive crush on you when we first became friends. I never thought you would like me. I thought we would always just be friends. But now, we can be more.” Your glossy eyes looked into his. Before you could react, his lips were on yours, giving you the most passion you have ever had in a kiss.


This is probably gonna be really weird.
But, I put together a little compilation of short A Capella clips of myself from the UK physical copy of 5 Seconds of Summers album.

Each song clip is no more than 15 seconds long.

If you like this please tell me, cause I really want to do covers on here & YouTube, I just don’t know if I sound alright.

I’m really sorry if it doesn’t sound good.

Songs included;

She Looks So Perfect

Don’t Stop

Good Girls (Are Bad Girls)

Kiss Me Kiss Me

18

Everything I Didn’t Say

Beside You

End Up Here

Long Way Home

Heartbreak Girl

English Love Affair

Amnesia

Social Casualty

Never Be

Voodoo Doll

if you listened to this, thank you so much for taking the time.

anonymous asked:

Well, there's this boy I like but I'm too shy to talk to him. So a few days ago, my friend had asked him if he knew who his secret admirer was. He said "Yes, (my name) but idk what she sees in me" but I just thought it was low self esteem or something. Then the next day, she asked him if he liked me as a friend. He said no. My heart kinda broke and when I was talking about it, my ex-crush was right behind me. I was mad and upset all at once. I still like him but idk what to do. Help?😭😣😶

he might like you as more than a friend! Heartbreak always sucks but it’s momentary and if he doesn’t see the best in you then he doesn’t deserve your time and love.

5SOS Preference : You're Best Friends, You're Crying Because Of A Breakup, He Confesses His Love For You *Requested*

Michael: “And he just dumped you?” you nod, not able to speak through your tears and Michael lets you cry in his arms, into his shirt, creating a stain of tears on it, but Michael didn’t even notice. “Sorry.” you say and he shakes his head. “It’s nothing, (YN), how about we just forget about him, and move on with someone else.” “Someone else? Michael, i just broke up with my boyfriend, how am i supposed to just find someone and move on just like that?” He sighed and stood up, taking a step back from him. “(YN), i’m right here! I freaking love you! I’ve been in love with you for years and it breaks my heart seeing you with every other god damned guy out there that is not me!” That made your heart drop and you stared at him intently. “You love me Michael? Like really love me, not just a best friend kind of love?” Instead of answering you, he walked over, stood you up and brought you in for a passionate kiss only pulling back to smirk at you. “I don’t think best friends kiss each other like that.”

Luke: Luke laid beside you on your bed, letting you sniffle with tissues surrounding you and even a few dropped onto the floor next to your bed watching chick flicks on your television all without complaining. “Feeling any bit better?” he asked and you sniffled once more and nodded. “Just a tad, you always seem to make my heart breaks get cured in a hurry.” Luke sighed heavily. “Yeah, that’s me. The cure for your heart break.” “Was that sarcasm, Luke?” you asked sitting up and turning towards him only to see him staring back at you with no hint of amusement in his eyes. “No, (YN), that was the truth. I’m always there to cure your heart break only to have to come back and cure it again when your heart continues to get broken, but do you ever consider how i feel, having to do this every time and not get anything in return from you?” You choked back a sob as his words hit you. “What does that mean?” He sat up and shook his head. “(YN), i don’t know how to make it any more obvious to you, i love you, always have loved you, and always will love you!”

Calum: “What do you need from me this time, (YN)?” he asks with a sympathetic smile on his face and you only shake your head and hold up a small tub of ice cream. “What do you think, Cal?” He laughed and took the tub away from you and put it on the table. “(YN), this is not how you need to deal with this. We need to do something to distract you from him, that will do something to cheer you up.” You sigh. “And what is that, Calum?” “I can play a new song that i wrote for you.” “You wrote a song for me?” He nodded and ran for the guitar that he kept at your house and ran back to the living room and sat in the chair, placing his guitar on his lap and strumming a song. You sat on the couch and listened to him sing the song for you and as he sang each word, you smiled as the words registered to you. “Calum, that was a love song.” you declare and he nods. “Yeah, it was. There was a reason for it too.” “What’s the reason.” “I love you and i asked Michael and he suggested i sing a love song for you to declare my love for you, did it work?” You nodded. “It did.”

Ashton: “I thought he was going to be the one for me, Ashton, i really did. Everything was perfect with him and then he goes and cheats on me with some bitch that he works with! What the hell did i do wrong?” Ashton shook his head and continued to run his fingers through your hair in hopes that it’d calm you down like it did before. “(YN), obviously he wasn’t the perfect one for you, he was an idiot, he didn’t deserve you.” You turned around in the chair and he put hands on your shoulders. “Ashton, why would you say that about him?” “He cheated, (YN), no man that cheats deserves a girl like you. You’re an amazing girl and well, i kind of really love you and seeing you with other guys hurts me and when you come running to me after a heartbreak, it breaks my own heart knowing that nothing more will ever happen to us.” You put Ashton’s hands back to your hair and you shook your head. “You never brought it up, Ashton! If you did, i’m pretty sure we’d be in a different situation right now.” His eyes shot up. “Where would we be?” You kissed him. “In love.”