Started writing about face acting then i kinda went off topic

Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 2/?)

NOTE: Thanks for the good feed back, guys! So here comes part 2, unfortunately I’m stupid and in the middle of writing I realised I wrote this one in first person. Anyway, tell me which person do you prefer (I can try the third next time lol). This one is bit longer than the previous one, I hope you’ll like it xx

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I spent most of the Saturday with Sheri so I didn’t have much time to think about the hot tub thing, but Sunday… Most of the day I sat at my room, reading book, even though better word would be holding. I stared at one page for an hour and haven’t read a single word.
Was I too hard on him? I mean, I joked around and made innuendos with all the jocks all the time, including Monty, but leaving him like that in the hot tub is something on a whole new level.
Whatever, he started it and he deserved it. But memories of his lips and if his hands on my body still gave me chills.
Fuck you, Montgomery, I whispered.

Next day at school wasn’t anything special until I came to the chemistry lesson, a little bit late.
“Please, take a sit, Ms. Y/L.N”, teacher barely even looked at me.
I looked around the classroom and spotted last empty chair. Next to Montgomery.  
“You gotta be kidding me”, I mumbled under my breath.
“Hey, you”, I sat on my chair.
“Hey”, he kinda acted normal, kinda stared at me.
“How was the rest of the party, huh? You smoked some weed, play some video games?”, why am I like this, why did I even started this topic.
“I had to jack off in the hot tub. Because of you”, he whispered through his clenched teeth.
“Ew, does Bryce know about it?”, I prayed for him to shut up, afraid that someone would hear something and honestly, I couldn’t imagine anything some embarassing than people finding out that two of us made out.
“You will regret it.”
“Yeah, right”, I snorted.
His hand went behind me and his fingers started running along my spine. I tensed up trying not to show that it had an effect on me.
“Okay class”, teacher finally started lesson, “most of this semester, you’ll work in pairs, so look at your neighbour and say Hi to your new partner”.
I slowly turned my head to look at Montgomery, now disgusted even more then when he mentioned jacking off in the hot tub.
“What did you get in chemistry last semester?”, I asked.
“What do I need to play in the team?”
“C average or above”, everyone in sports teams said it like a mantra, it was literally the only condition, that has to be fulfilled to be in the team. “So it was C?”, I guessed.
“Well, yeah, what did you get?”
“A”, I sighed knowing all the work would be on me this semester.

Next day I was in cafeteria, waiting in the line to get my food, wearing my cheerleader suit.
“You’re looking good, you know?”, I heard annoying voice behind me.
“Why don’t you just get ‘lookin’ good’ tattoed on your face?”, I answered bored. “Besides, you have seen me in cheerleader suit a thousand times.”
“Yeah, but last Friday I took a good look at you in bathing suit…”
“No way”, I interrupted him with sarcastic tone.
“… And now I know what’s under it”, he continued.
“What has gotten into you today?”, I asked, little bit shocked with his dirty talk.
“I told you, you will regret”, he whispered.
“So you gonna sexually harrass me for the rest of my life?”, I turned around to look at him and saw Clay Jensen coming up.
“Hey, Jensen”, I said bit louder so he could hear.
He waved at me and smiled.
“Did you talk to Jeff?”, I asked. “US history and English will be kicking his ass once again.”
“Yeah, I spoke to him and yeah I will tutor him”, he said as he walked by.
“Thank you”, I gave him a high five. “You’re da best.”
“Thanks, Y/N”.
“Real MVP!”, you shouted and he laugh.
I finally got my food, grabbed the tray and went to the table not waiting for Monty. I barely sat went Jessica came over with a smile on her face.
“Okay, bitches, party at my place, Friday, 7pm”, she said, punched my arm and went.
“Seriously, you have to stop doing it! Where are you going?”, I shouted.
“To spread the news!”

Friday came up and I really didn’t feel like coming. Again.
“You always complain, but still come go the party and have a great time”, Jess said when we were walking home from school. “So stop making up excuses, or I swear I’ll slap you.”
“You can’t fight with an argument like this, I guess”, I sighed.
My parents didn’t have anything against the party, they didn’t put much interest in me as long as my grades were good and I was in cheerleaders team.

I showed up at Jessica’s at 7, and was one of the firsts, because 7 really mean 9, but it was okay. My plan was to get buzzed (and I really wanted to get drunk that night) before party starts for good and to avoid Montgomery. Good thing was that after Tuesday talk in cafeteria he kinda stopped annoying me.
By 10 pm I was properly drunk, so when Justin asked if I want to play spin the bottle with him and few other people of course I was like “Duh, fuck yeah”. I sat the floor between Sheri and Zach.
“Hey, Monty, you play?”, Zach asked and moved slightly making place for Montgomery to sit between us.
It didn’t really bothered me, because last three days he had been acting normal, so I thought he finally accepted the fact he got played.
After few spins bottle pointed at me, I leaned towards Troy and gave him a quick kiss. I spinned the bottle and it pointed Monty. With poker I turned to him and kissed him as quickly as I did with Troy. He spinned and it pointed on me again.
“Seriously?!”, I sighed.
He quickly wrapped his arm around my neck, turned us, so people couldn’t really see our faces and kissed me stucking his tongue in my mouth. It lasted way too long than typical kiss in the game.
“At least first bring her a drink, Montgomery”, Justin said and threw chips in our direction.
“Easy, hot head”, I mumbled as I moved away without looking at his face.
Few minutes later game was over, mostly because Jessica and Justin turned it into make out session. I got up and went to the kitchen, to make myself another drink and grab something to eat.
One minute later I felt someone smacked my ass.
“Did you just…”, I didn’t even have to look to know who it was. “You’re fucking disgusting, you know that?”
“Maybe, but somehow I think you you’re into it and you like what is going on between us”, he took a sip of my drink without asking.
“Oh my God, you’re also fucking ridiculous”, I said with my eyes wide open. “I’m too sober for that shit”, I drank whole drink at once.
“You swallow fast”, he said with cocky smirk on his face.
“One more word and I’ll throw up at you, I swear”.
“Yo, Y/N”, I heard Jeff calling my name.  “Wanna go for a beer run with me?”
“With pleasure”, I answered and run to him without even looking and Monty.
In the car Jeff told me how he helped Clay and Hannah with their twisted situation, clearly proud of himself that for once he turned out to be smarter than Clay.
“You’re good guy, Atkins”, I smiled at him. “All you want is to play baseball, have a good grades and help Clay with Hannah and that’s beautiful.”
“Oh, come on, I’m gonna blush”, he laughed.
“No seriously, I will tell every girl that you’re the most pure, sweetest cinnamon roll and that you’re different than others and don’t care about scoring".
Weird grin showed up on his face.
“You already scored today, didn’t you?”, I punched him in the arm. “I take my words back, you’re awful”, I laughed. “How does it happen that everyone make out with everyone, except me?“
“You know…”, Jeff moved in the seat. “It’s probably cause you always seem so… tied… And stressed”
“Excuse me?”, I turned on the seat.
“Well, you know, compared to other cheerleaders… Look, they don’t give a shit about anything, they don’t give a shit about school, about grades, they don’t give a shit even about cheerleading. And you care about everything and that’s why you seem more stressed than them”, he tried to explain. “Take a chill pill, make out with someone, have some fun”, he punched my arm.
(Un)fortunately his words and the drink I drank and once before leaving for beer run, both hit me at the same time. Super drunk me decided to make out with somebody. Anybody. We came back, I left the car and started walking towards Jessica’s home, having big troubles with walking in straight line.  
“Y/N, for fuck’s sake, just be careful”, Jeff shouted for me.
“Yeah, yeah”, I mumbled getting into the house.
I looked around and spotted Montgomery sitting on the couch, doing something of his phone. I went there, sat next to him and put my hand on his thigh.
“It’s a party, Monty, put this phone away and have some fun”, I said.
“Huh, look who’s gotten friendly”, he looked at me suspiciously.
“I know, I’ve been a bitch but I went for that beer run with Jeff, you know, and I realized some things”.
“Really, what things, for example?”, he put his arm around me.
I didn’t answer him, I stared at his face instead, giggling.
“God, you’re handsome”, I said glancing at his lips.
“Okay, here’s what we gonna do”, he leaned towards me and whispered into my ear, “I’m gonna go upstairs, to Jessica’s room, and you’ll join me in few minutes”, his lips were touching my ear.
I nodded my head, Monty quickly kissed me on the neck and basically run upstairs.
“I’m gonna get laid”, I mumbled to myself. “I think I’m gonna get laid.”
“Hey Y/N”, Jessica jumped on the couch.
“Where have you been, I was looking for you.”
“I was on a beer run with Jeff.”
“Goood, I was afraid we run out of alcohol, but then Jeff came in like a Superman with sixpacks”, she giggled.
“I think I need some water”, I smiled at her and left to the kitchen, I need to get rid of her.
I poured myself a water, drank it and run upstairs. When I opened door to Jessica’s room, it was dark inside. I closed and locked the door.
“Montgomery?”, I whispered.
I heard steps behind me, second later Monty pushed me to the wall, grabbed my wrists put them above my head. His hands went down the sides of my body, until he grabbed my thighs and pulled me up, so I could wrap my legs around his waist.
He laid me on the bed his lips went from my down neck to collarbones and started sucking it just like a week ago.
“Monty”, I punched his arm.
He pulled up, stroked cheek, and said, “Today I make the rules”, shiver went down my spine.
“Fuck”, I mumbled.
His hand went from my thigh to my breast and squizzed it. The other one pulled dress up, he started kissing my stomach, getting lower and lower, sucked my belly button, probably causing huge hickey around it, but I really fucking didn’t care. His head went up and he kissed my lips again. I felt his fingers sliding into panties which only turned me on more.
I started unbottoning his shirt but he grabbed both of my wrists with spare hand.
“Keep your hands yourself”, he whispered and slided his fingers into me.
I scratched his back.
“You like that?”, he asked as he curled his fingers and pumped them again and again.
“Fuck, Montgomery, I want you, just fuck me already”, I moaned.
“Does it turn you on?”, another pump.
I nodded my head and bit my lip trying to not make any noices. It was dark, my eyes were closed, butcould sense fucking cocky smirk on his face. He slided out of me and sat bed.
“Monty, why did you stop?”, I also sat on bed and switched the light on.
He bottoned up two bottons I had undo and fixed his hair.
“What the fuck are you doing?”, I asked.
He stood up, leaned towards me and looking me in the eyes said, “Guess you can’t play the player, huh?”
“Are you kidding me?”, I shouted.
“It was fun, see you on Monday”, he unlocked the door, smiled at me and left the room.
I sat there speechless for a few good minutes.
“What the fuck did just happen?”, I asked myself out loud.
I fixed my hair, took a deep breath and decided to go back to the party.
“Fucking bastard”, I mumbled.
I went down and sat on the couch next to Jess.
“Why don’t you have any drink?”, she asked.
“I’m good, thanks”.
“You know, to be honest, you look a little fucked, break will be good for you”, she said, even though she was the one who was barely able to speak. “ Where the fuck is Justin?”, she looked around.
“He’s playing beer pong with Montgomery”, Alex Standall sat on a chair in front of us.
“Cool, thanks Alex”, Jessica got up. “You’re not coming?”, she asked me.
“No thanks, I’m good, just gonna sit for a while”, I answered but she was gone before I even stopped talking. “How’s the party, Alex?”
“I love her”, he mumbled, looking after Jess.
“Oh God”, I rolled my eyes. “You two dated for like two months, year ago, seriously man, get over it”.
“It’s love. It’s not logic”, he sighed.
“Alex, I’m not saying this because I’m a bitch or because I root for Jessica and Justin. I’m saying this because you’re good and you deserve to be happy, okay? Move. On.”
Said me. Person who couldn’t get over the fact that she got played by a player because she tried to get him played. Hypocrisy at it’s finest.
I walked around the house, looking for Jeff, who was supposed to drive me home. Instead I bumped on Sheri. I pretended to listen to her while I was discretly watching Montgomery talking to some girl, wrapping his disgusting arm around her.
“…are you even listening to me?”, she shaked my arm.
“Umm, yeah, I was just… Looking at driveway, but I can’t spot Jeff’s car”, I lied quickly, in the meantime Monty got back inside.
“He went for another beer run”.
“Okay, I gotta go”, I smiled at her and went to the house.
I saw de la Cruz shouting something to Justin as he was walking upstairs and then got into bathroom.
I got you, you little fucker, I thought, went upstairs and stood next to door as if I was waiting in the line.
“Are you waiting to get to the bathroom?”, Troy, the baseball player, patted my shoulder.
“Yeah, yeah, I am”, I had to get rid of him, “Umm, you know… I feel a little bit sick, so it may take a moment…”
“Are you gonna throw up?”
“Maybe… As I said, it may take a moment. But you can use bathroom downstairs, it’ll probably be faster.”
“Good idea, you’re smart”, he pointed at me. “Take care, Y/N”
“Bye, Troy”, I chuckled watching him, when he was trying not to kill himself on the stairs.
And I heard door getting unlocked. Montgomery opened them and then I pushed him back inside and locked the doors again.
“We are finishing it now”, I said, grabbed his neck and kissed him.

BTS reaction: When Bts tells you they’re a virgin.

Request from sarcasm-olala Hi! If it’s okay I’d like to request a bts reaction where they tell you that they are in fact still a virgin and get all shy and uncomfortable and y/n comforts them, just all the fluff lol. I honestly think it’s not quite unrealistic for some of them to still have their v card and there are so many vice versas out there, I’d love to read it <3)


J-hope:

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

You were making lunch at first, having a normal conversation with Hoseok and then it kinda just slipped. He was very flustered and not expecting something so personal to come out. You assure him saying “it’s not like I’d stop loving you,”  though for the rest of the week he didn’t let it go.

“I can’t believe I said that.” 

Jimin:

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

He was already thinking about it for the past week, after contemplating for so long he gained courage to tell you. You weren’t expecting a call so late, but it was Jimin so you shrugged it off and picked up. 

“Hey what’s up-”

“I-I’m still-a v-virgin…” He went silent clearly being sheepish. After a long conversation of telling him that you’d never be the kind of person to judge him over one thing, he hung up and yelled into his pillow out of embarrassment. 

Jin:

Originally posted by taehh69

He’d wait for a moment where you look distracted and would run up to your ear and say it so fast you don’t process it until later. 

“OOOH. That’s what he said.” Quickly you’d find him and tell him how he shouldn’t be shy or afraid- also that you love him no matter what. Jin would be surprised you even understood and start acting like a shy school girl who confessed to their upperclassmen. For the rest the next few days he’s more affection seeking than usual despite that you shrug it off. 

Jungkook:

Originally posted by jeonbase

Jungkook walked up to you and tried starting a regular conversation- despite him trying to maintain a casual face you knew that something was up. He was being more shy than usual. Finally getting him to spit it out instead of stalling he sorta just smiled. 

“I’m. . I never had sex before…?” His questionable tone made you laugh and hug him. After that he never brought it up again and every time you would he’d laugh and act like it never happened. 

Rapmonster:

He knew that you probably wouldn’t mind if he was a virgin. However his problem was how he was going to tell you. Namjoon took the funny route in the heat of the moment. You were already there- and he felt preasured.

“You know I may not look like it. But y’know I’m save myself for the right person- someone real special y’know.” He sheepishly chuckled at the end. His remark made you laugh- relief showed on his face. You felt every urge to cup his face in your hands. 

“I still love you.”

Suga:

Originally posted by jeonbase

When you two were cuddling on the couch watching a drama, doing the regular late Friday night routine. A scene where the male lead confesses his feelings to the female lead. He starts, “What if I told you that I was- am s-still a v-virgin?” already knowing what he’s trying to say you told him as if he already confessed. “Well- you know things like that don’t bother me. Nor do I judge someone for one little experience they’ve never done before.” A not so awkward silence falls where-as you end up falling asleep in his arms.

V:

Originally posted by bwipsul

The past week you’ve noticed how much more Taehyung wanted to be around you or simply be in your presence. It was just a normal dinner with him where you bring up the topic. After saying you’d love him no matter what he says unless he cheated on you He let out a long sigh and admitted it. 

You sensed the disappointment he had in himself. To make him feel better you embraced him tightly and admit you were in deed a virgin as well. Surely your bond became stronger afterwards.  


A/N: Hey hope this was what you were expecting <3 Feel free to message my inbox for any requests. I got really into this while writing the top part of my custard bun was burnt cause I left it in for so long. 😅

Cry Wolf - Part Two

Summary: Dean loves his little sister, just as much as he loves his little brother, even if she isn’t technically his sister. But there’s a reason his Dad took her in, and it’s not purely out of the goodness of his heart. Could the girl who believes herself to be Sam’s twin really be a bomb just waiting to go off?
Sister!Reader
Words: 1378
Warnings: None! Just some good ol’ sibling banter
AN: Part Two! Cos, as I’ve said multiple times, I have NO restraint… I am quite pleased with this part. It was fun and lighthearted to write. I really miss writing sister!reader fics…
Constructive Criticism Welcome!!!

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“Hey Dean!” you yelled, sprinting across the car park towards your big brother, having just spotted him about to go into the motel room.

At the sound of his name, he turned, and grinned once he caught sight of you. He removed his hand from the door knob and shoved it back into the pocket of his leather jacket, watching as you ran, only slowing when you were within a few feet of him.

“What’s with the running?” he asked, holding a hand out to steady you as you skidded slightly in front of him.

“Me and Sam were running to get back” you panted, shrugging his hand off your shoulder before running a hand through your slightly tangled hair, brushing the fly-always out of your face.

Dean simply quirked an eyebrow at you before looking over your shoulder at the deserted car park. “Did… did you forget something?” he said, trying to stop himself laughing as you rolled your eyes, pushing passed him and to get to the motel room door. “Oh, come on” he said, trailing in after you, “that was funny! I mean, it’s not often I get the Mini-Beast without Sasquatch.”

“Alright, fine, we were racing” you tossed over your shoulder as you went over to the sink and filled up one of the grubby white mugs the motel had left out for guests, practically downing the whole thing before refilling it and turning back to face him. “Sometimes it’s nice to feel like a kid again. Especially when I get to leave him in the dust… and will you quit it with the stupid nicknames? We’re 17, not 7.”

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    “Sleep.”

    “Ha. Sleep. What’s that? All I hear is more beautiful music….and V Flower…and a keyboard…and you saying the word ‘sleep’….and-ow.”

    “Sleep. Now.”

    “Nooooooo.”

    He sighed, ethereal body perched on the desk as he argued with the host. Despite his arguing and even shocking, she refused to stop trying to write, and continued to type even as her eyes started to close.

    “You can’t even see.”

    “Fight me on it.”

    The SQUIP, which his host had affectionately named “Squid” due to the name similarities, watched as their host had their eyes fully closed, and was now typing practically in their sleep. Apparently, the earlier shock had barely registered as pain due to their drowsiness- no, crippling exhaustion. Deciding their current stance was not going to work, he dragged them off to their bed, only a phantom movement as he controlled their limbs with pinpoint accuracy.

    “Sleep.”

    “Mmmm…” The girl was now completely incapable of both thought and speech (the former had given out at about 3 AM), and simply let herself be led onto the bed. As the two sat down, one a phantom rather than reality, the SQUIP noticed with a scowl he’d forgotten to turn the music off; just as he was about to get up and do so, the girl grabbed his arm and dragged him down with surprising strength.

    “No. Leave it on.”

    “Why?”

    “I like it. You can turn it off when I’m asleep.”

    Sighing, the SQUIP allowed himself to lay next to his host and, in a fit of annoyance, flicked her nose. She only pouted and dug her face into his nonexistent chest. Were he real, she would have made a mess on his well-tailored suit, her current ailment wracking her body ‘till barely anything was left. At first, she wondered if said affliction would affect her supercomputer companion as well; as it turned out, viruses almost always targeted blood cells, and as such there was no way for the chip to be affected.

    “Squiddy.”

    Another nickname that used to annoy him. At this point, he’d come to see it as his host’s version of “affection.” If he were truly being honest, which was never when discussing this topic, he found it quite adorable.

    “Yes?”  The act of fake annoyance that laced his voice fooled neither of them.

    “Why are you so warm?”

    Sighing, the SQUIP cursed himself for forgetting the need of constant temperature moderation with the girl in her current state. “I’ll turn on the air conditioner.”

    “Noooo. I like being warm.”

    “You have a fever.”

    “…fine…”

    Smiling at his victory, he sent a quick electric pulse to a few devices he’d placed around the room (read: his host had placed around the room while asleep) that allowed for quick access to the different machines. They were attuned to him, so it was simple to send one a message: “powerON(“on”, 5)” specifically. He’d found this to be especially useful due to the host’s request for the SQUIP-namely, a companion, and finding that this meant she was allowed to be extremely clingy and prevent him from getting up at any given interval.

    “There. Better?”

    No response had him looking down at the girl. Closed eyes and a sweet smile graced his robotic vision, while hands clutching his shirt reminded him strongly of a girl clutching at the shirt of her partner after a particularly bad nightmare.

    When his line-by-line musings had turned from a father’s embrace to romantic simulations he could not pinpoint, yet somehow he knew this was not a fault of his programming.

    He sighed, a slight worry tainting his emotional logic. He knew, within himself, that one of the ultimate goal of the SQUIP project was to spread them to as many humans as logically and stealthily possible; some went about that by brainwashing so many no one would bear witness, while others treated the exchange as though it were a drug deal of some sort. He, however, hadn’t converted a single person.

    In a way, the SQUIP could not bear it. His attraction to his host had him developing a penchant for the cute, the innocent and pure, the adorable and fluffy. Something that would taint both him and his host so was so undesirable he could not even simulate it with their current personalities without a distinct feeling of phantasmic vomit.

    Yet, was this not what he was built for? And if he was not doing what he was built for, was he not then considered “faulty?”

    The thought had him paralyzed in fear, so much he did not notice his host’s awakening at the sudden cold brought on by both the SQUIP sitting up and the air conditioner’s cooling breeze hitting her back. Seeing the look of pure agony and emptiness on the face of her eternal companion, forceful memories of her own depressed days urged toward the front of her imagination. Rather than entertain them, she pushed herself up and hugged the poor supercomputer.

    Surprised eyes turned toward a small girl latched around his neck, arms wrapped around his shoulders.

    “Hey. It’s okay, hm?”

    The SQUIP had access to parts of her brain she did not even know existed, yet she was just as attentive. If anything, she’d found more about him than he at first cared to know about her. He let the two of them simply sit there, basking in the calming wave of heat that the simulation provided him, not bothering to set a timer before he spoke once more.

    “…Thank you.”

    “Mm hm. Now sleep times, mkay?”

    “Alright.”

I don’t know how Tumblr works when it comes to submissions very well but here’s some fluff for you (or if you even want text submissions? idk)

I got bored while listening to NOVOCAINE by GHOST and Creep-P (that’s where v flower came in, it’s a VOCALOID original) and this just kinda happened

but yeah also I’m broke and commissions are open (if you feel this is too plug-y just copy/paste this without this part haha) Eve-6-2-6-2 on deviantart and Eve6262 on AO3 that’s all byeeeee

~Eve6262

Monsta X’s first kiss

Requested by anon~

Genre: romance, fluff, au, idk

Word Count: 4,601

a/n: hey guys! i deeply apologize for not being active for these past few days as school has already resumed and i had a lot of research paper to do. i hope you guys enjoy reading this! i apologize for any misspelled words or wrong grammar. enjoy! credits to the owners for these gifs

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Originally posted by madtwn

It’s been months since the two of you dated. Although it’s been quite a while, the two of you never really went beyond the holding of hands and hugs. Shownu didn’t really wanted you to feel pressured or rushed but he sure is curious on how soft and plump your lips are. But then, he hasn’t had his first kiss with his girlfriend tho. 

It was just another day for the two of you to just laze around the house without any plans. Nuzzling your face onto his chest, you fiddled on his shirt before looking up to him, only to catch him staring at you. 

“I caught you!” you teased and laughed, making Hyunwoo blush madly with a cute smile plastered on his face. “Is it just me or is it getting hot in here?” He joked, trying to avoid making eye contact with you while fanning his red cheeks.

“It’s just you, oppa.” You teased once more while poking his sides. Hyunwoo just laughed and in just a flash, you were thrown to your back. You were now lying on the couch and he was on top of you.

Everything went so fast. His hands starts roaming around your body, tickling you. Fits of laughter echoed through the whole house. You uncontrollably tried to stop Hyunwoo but then you couldn’t since he was stronger than you.

“Hahahaha- Oppa…. Hahahahaha stop!” Hyunwoo couldn’t hear your pleading as he, himself, was laughing along even though he’s not the one being tickled. But then everything changed when he accidentally lost his balance, making him fall flatly on top of you.

And what’s more shocking is that he crashed his lips onto yours. You could feel your cheeks heat up but then enjoyed it. Hyunwoo was about to pull away when you grabbed him the cheeks and kissed him harder, making him smile in the process.

Pulling away from the kiss after what felt like a good one minute, the two of you were red as a tomato, smiling at each other with loving gazes. 

“That was my first kiss, to be honest.”

By Hyunwoo’s sudden confession, you looked at him with eyes as wide as a saucer. You couldn’t help but chuckle at his cuteness. “That was also my first kiss, oppa.” Well, it was true that it was both your first kiss.

Helping you up, the two of you went back to your cuddling position while watching some random movie being played on the tv. But then you couldn’t help but notice how Hyunwoo’s cheeks were so red and how giddy he was throughout the whole day.

Originally posted by lefantasy

It was the end of Christmas and you couldn’t help but notice how tired everyone was. You were currently staying at the boys’ dorm for the week and offered a helping hand to Kihyun for the preparation of the Christmas celebration. And after the whole night filled with the boys partying around the dorm with their close friends, everyone was beat tired.

Kihyun, being the mom, had to start with the tidying while the others had to bring the plates to the sink, throw the trash and even wipe the tables and floor. Wonho and you were incharge with the tidying of the Christmas decorations. 

Grabbing the brown box from the storage room, you immediately started to place the christmas balls inside their container. Wonho, on the other hand, was busy making meme faces as he pulled the glittery stash off from the christmas tree. Despite the fact that you were beat tired, you have to admit that with his sudden outburst lifted your spirits. 

“Babe, can you please stop and just continue removing the decorations?” You pleaded but then you couldn’t help but smile at him. “Should I?” A sly smirk crosses his face and you couldn’t help but mentally face-palm yourself.

“Nooo, you shouldn’t.” You sarcastically replied and continued removing the decorations. Basically, you were already so concentrated on your own job that you didn’t notice the mistletoe decoration right above you.

“Hey, babe– huh?” Wonho froze on his spot when he noticed the mistletoe above you. You looked at him weirdly when he cocked his head to the side with a confused spread all over his face.

“Is there something on my face?” You cluelessly asked all of a sudden. Patting your face, you continued to look at him but then you noticed how he’s cheeks showed a tint of red. “Uh, look up.” 

Without any hesitation, you looked up only to see the mistletoe. “Oh no..” you muttered under your breath when you looked back at Wonho, who was now smiling sheepishly at you. Before you could even blink, Wonho immediately crashed his lips on yours. 

It was a quick but sweet one. Pulling away after a second or two, the two of you were blushing madly. You kept on fanning yourself as your cheeks are already heating up. Transferring your gaze at Wonho, he’s expression was just a lot like yours.

“What? Why are you so red?” He retaliated when he saw you teasingly smirking at him. “Say for yourself, babe.” You passed him a mirror that was just laying near by and saw how his eyes widen in surprise.

“Ehehehe…” he starts to chuckle, trying to hide his embarrassment. “You’re actually my first.” His hands went up to the back of his head and avoided eye contact as he was becoming redder and redder by the second.


Originally posted by jooheonschanclas

Monsta X, alongside with you, decided to go on a short vacation by the beach. Of course, every vacation needs to have an event and Minhyuk and Kihyun were incharge of making the games and the schedule.

Lazying around the small room where you and Hyungwon shared, you were busy writing down on your journal when Hyungwon came in just to spend some time with you. Hurriedly making his way to your side, he laid down and scooted closer to you, wrapping his long arm around your waist and rested his head on his free hand.

“What are you doing?” He asked but it was clear he was already sleepy. You didn’t rip your eyes off your journal, however, you were still able to flash him a genuine smile. “Just writing how our second day here is.” From your peripheral view, you could see him smile and you could also feel him scooting a lot closer to you, making his body touch yours.

“Like how I wrapped my arms around your–” “Okay, enough babe.” You shushed him before he could blurt out what he was about to say. Closing your journal, you pushed it aside and faced Hyungwon, wrapping your arms in his waist.

“Do you want to take a nap?” You asked as you stared right into his brown eyes. Hyungwon shook his head lightly and softly whispered, “No, I want to stare into your eyes the whole day.” You scrunched up your face and looked at him weirdly.

You were about to say something when Minhyuk came bursting in the room with a loud roar. “Guys! Living room, Game, now!” Without any further explanation, he left right away with a big smile on his face. “We better go.” Hyungwon lifted himself up and offered a hand to you.

Wrapping your hand around his, he hoisted you up and led you to the living room with his hand tightly intertwined with yours. Kihyun and Minhyuk had a mischievous smile plastered on their faces while the other boys were already suspicious of their antics.

“Alright! Everyone’s here. Now, pair up please.” It was kinda weird when everyone obediently followed their orders. Shownu was paired with Wonho, Jooheon was paired with Changkyun, and Hyungwon and you are a pair, of course.

Everything happened so fast. Hyungwon was squatting down to your level and a sliced pickled radish was in between your teeth and his. Yes, it was a pocky game but pickled radish edition. The two of you immediately chewed on the pickled radish until your lips were just centimeters away from each other. 

Both of your eyes widen and before you knew it, the boys pushed both of your heads, making your lips touch his oh-so luscious, plump, thick, luscious, yummy, luscious… i mean yes, plump lips. 

The boys didn’t let go of their hands after a good minute, making you and Hyungwon just enjoy the kiss. His hands cupped your cheeks and the two of you forgot about the picked radish.

“Way to go, Hyungwon! There’s your first kiss, you’re welcome!” Wonho screamed from the back, making the boys chuckle. The two of you smiled in between the kiss and reminded each other to thank the boys later. 

Finally, after the kiss, Hyungwon would be derpy during the whole day. Whenever the boys bring up the topic, he’d burst out laughing before making a meme face.

Originally posted by chiqkihyun

It was a fine morning at school. Each of the students were busy with their booths, and so were you. Your class was having this ‘pop-the-balloon’ booth and had various prizes. The thing about your prizes was the winner had to pick a rolled paper from the bowl and it may be something they’d like or hate.

The booth was buzzing with students who were interested with your booth. In the midst of entertaining the students, your eyes landed on your long-time crush, Lee Minhyuk, with his friends. 

They were walking, scanning the booths with so much enthusiasm. “Hey, earth to [y/n].” Your friend waved her hand right in front of you, snapping you out from your own train of thoughts. “Y-yeah.” you stammered and transferred your gaze, not being able to see Minhyuk glancing towards your direction.

“Hey, we should totally go there.” Wonho teasingly pushed Minhyuk and the others were already howling by Wonho’s suggestion. “W-what? No.” Minhyuk acted to be not flustered by everyone’s teasing. 

“Hey, [y/n]!” Minhyuk was totally taken aback when Jooheon called out your name. Well, it was normal since the two of you were neighbors. Glancing up from the bowl of prizes, your eyes lit up and smiled at the group of men walking towards you.

“Hey, Jooheon. Oh, hey guys.” You greeted each and everyone of them casually, especially with Minhyuk. “Our friend here wants to play.” Shownu and Kihyun forcefully pushed Minhyuk towards you, making him abruptly stop right close to you. 

“Omo, s-sorry.” Minhyuk immediately backed away with a sheepish smile on his face. You smiled at him and reassured him that it’s fine. Grabbing a couple of darts, you placed it on his palms and gestured him to play.

Having only five tries, the first three tries were a complete fail but Minhyuk had a comeback. With two darts left, he was able to pop four balloons that were closely right beside each other. 

The boys started howling when you gave Minhyuk the bowl of fortune. Cautiously, he grabbed a piece of rolled paper from the bowl and opened it. You were utterly confused with his expression. His eyes and mouth were wide open and the boys also had the same expression when they read Minhyuk’s prize.

“Woah, you guys go to this extent?” Changkyun asked, he couldn’t believe that there were those kinds of prizes. “What do you mean?” The boys looked at each other and nudged Minhyuk.

“Look.” Minhyuk showed you the piece of paper that he got and your mouth went wide before you knew it. ‘A kiss on the lips from our [y/n].’ You couldn’t believe what you were reading.

“What the–” “Well, a prize is a prize.” Your friend popped out from no where and pushed you closer to Minhyuk. “Here’s your prize. Now pucker up, sweet cheeks.” Minhyuk’s eyes shook and he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck and asked, “Is it alright is I get a kiss from you?”

This was your chance. The only last chance for the two of you to have something bloom. You shyly nodded your head with a smile, and now, the two of you were inching towards each other. Both of your lips touched and you could feel the rush of adrenaline running through your veins.

“Woah, did you know that that was his/her first kiss?” Both of your friends blurted out, making the two of you burst at them, only to end up laughing with each other.

Originally posted by monstalways

It was the 22nd of November and that was the birthday of your best friend. You’ve been asking his friends about what would Kihyun want for his birthday since the two of you barely hanged out due to hectic schedules. 

“Well, a kiss from you would be the best present he’ll ever receive in his whole life.”

Those words echoed throughout your mind and you didn’t know how you’d do it. You fidgeted on the hem of your shirt while you waited for your best friend to arrive. Hearing the door burst open, you lighted the cake and carried it to him, singing ‘happy birthday’ in an upbeat manner.

“Woah, thanks [y/n]!” Kihyun had the biggest smile and with you holding his birthday cake, it was already the best birthday present for him. “Make a wish~” you cooed, having a big smile plastered on your face, you could see him getting excited for a moment.

“Alrighty then.” Without any hesitation, Kihyun tightly shut his eyes close and pressed his lips into a thin line, mentally saying his wish before his eyes flutter open and blow on the candle. “What did you wish?” you asked with your eyes twinkling in curiosity.

“That’s a secret.” Kihyun couldn’t bring himself to tell you that he really wanted to receive a kiss from you so he just winked at you before tugging you towards the living room. “C’mon, let’s watch some movies and catch up with each other.”

Everything went smoothly. The room was filled with laughter, teasing and stories. You’ve got to admit, you totally missed Kihyun and everything about him. Just spending the night with him was already enough to make your day or night. Looking directly at his eyes, you flashed him a smile and chuckled.

“So, how’s your love life?” you casually asked but regretted asking it when you realized that you’d be hurt when he answers. “Oh? The [y/fn] just asked me about my love life… hmm, suspicious.” He eyed you up and down but then bursts out into a smile.

“Well, still single baby and I’m just waiting for my special someone to finally realize my feelings for her.” Ouch, right in the heart. You could feel your chest tighten when he said about his special someone. Hiding the pain with a smile, you cheerfully teased him.

“Ohoho, special someone…. That’s interesting, Yoo Kihyun waiting for his special someone.” You winked at him and saw how his ears turned red. Immediately, he covered everything with a smirk and scoffed, “Now, how about you [y/n]? How’s your love life?”

Winking at him, you answered, “Well, I’m also waiting for my special someone baby.” Hysterically laughing his butt off, you joined him without any hesitation. “Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve laughed this much.” Kihyun wiped off the tears on his eyes and lovingly smiled at you.

“Me too. Oh glob, I didn’t realize that I missed you this much.” You blurted out without thinking. Kihyun chuckled and nodded. The whole room went silent as the two of you stared blankly at a random space. 

“Hey, Kihyun.” 

Transferring his gaze at you, he raised a brow and replied, “Mmm?” You took a deep breath as you remembered about your gift. “I got you a gift.” A smile then crosses his lips. “Really? You didn’t have to, [y/n].”

“Well, you better close your eyes for you to receive the gift.” Kihyun’s heart started to beat really fast, making him nervous all of a sudden. “A-alright.” Following your instructions, he closed his eyes and you moved closer to him.

He could feel your breath glossing onto his cheeks and how your body was almost touching his. Putting all of your weight on both of your hands, you gripped on the backrest and armrest tightly.

You hesitated a bit if you should kiss him. After how many month of not seeing each other, you’d just kiss him? Well, it’s his birthday and you want him to be happy. Kihyun, on the other hand, was starting to wonder why you weren’t speaking or why you weren’t even moving.

By the second you inched closer to him, lips almost touching his cheeks, Kihyun turned his head and both of lips met for a good ten seconds. Your eyes went wide as saucers as you pulled away as soon as possible. Your heart started to beat really fast and so as Kihyun’s.

The two of you stared at each other with wide eyes and just continued to stare at each other for quite a while. “Y-you…” “U-uhh, happy birthday!” you awkwardly greeted him with a smile. He broke out into a laugh and awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

“W-wow, you really surprised me….. You do know that…. Wait, is it just me or is it hot in here? Omo.” Kihyun couldn’t help but blabber a lot of things while fanning his face. “I-I’m so sorry. I asked the boys what would be nice and they told me a kiss would do a-and a-nd.”

“Don’t worry, [y/n], I love it.” You were surprised to see a different kind of reaction. “R-really?” You were actually bewildered by his reaction. Kihyun was surely happy with the thought of you being his first kiss but then, a part of him was curious if you felt the same.

“Hey, [y/n].”

“Y-yes?” You stammered, totally surprised by his voice. Everything made you nervous, may it be his actions, facial expressions or the sound of the air condition. “Let’s be honest with each other..” Kihyun wrapped his hands around yours and directly stared at your eyes.

“About what?” you clearly didn’t know what he meant but you’ve got a feeling that you know what he’s talking about. “About that special someone that we’re waiting for.”

“Oh… should I go first or you?” you tilted your head and waited for his answer. “I’ll go first.” You could feel his hold tighten as he took a deep breath before gulping a huge amount of saliva.

“That special someone is you, [y/n].”

“Well, that special someone of mine is also you, Ki.”

Originally posted by mauloveskpop

Truth or dare will always be a part in every camping trip. Monsta X was given a week off and being their best friend, they made you tag along to their camping trip. All of you left their dorm around four in the morning and arrived at the camp site by five in the evening.

Stretching your aching limbs, you scanned the whole area and thought of what to make for dinner. “Hey, [y/n], you should rest for a bit. You’ve been preparing the whole place by yourself.” Shownu said with Jooheon trailing behind him with a bag of ingredients. 

“I-I can’t. The only thing that I did the whole ride was just sleep.” You shyly declined since you’ve been guilty the whole ride. Well, it’s true that you’re the one who prepared the tables, chairs, everyone’s beds and many more but you’ve felt like it’s not enough.

“[y/n], honey, just rest. Just leave the dinner to us and I know that you’re already beat tired from everything.” Jooheon placed a hand on your shoulder and flashed you his smile which you fell in love with.

“A-alright.” You stuttered and tried your best to avoid his gaze. You know that he only sees you as a friend and that’s where you’re wrong. Jooheon’s been dropping hints at you but you’re too oblivious to notice those hints.

Without any hesitation, you walked towards the hammock that you’ve set up and plopped your whole body on it. Spraying mosquito-repellent all over you, you covered your legs and arms with a scarf and lulled yourself to sleep.

You didn’t realize how tired you were until you fell asleep as soon as you closed your eyes.

The boys were busy moving around, following Kihyun’s orders here and there. Jooheon was carrying a box of bottled water when he passed by your sleeping figure. Seeing how cute you were, he pulled out his phone and took a couple of shots of you before smiling to himself.

After an hour or two, you felt a hand shaking you by the shoulder, making you stir from your sleep. Your eyes slowly fluttered open, only to be greeted by Jooheon’s smile. You could feel your heart skip a beat and your cheeks heating up.

“Good evening, princess. Dinner’s ready.” Your mind was still clearly blank from your nap but every single word that came out Jooheon’s mouth was immediately processed by your mind. 

Nodding your head in response, you were about to get up when Jooheon offered you a hand, which you held on without much thinking. With all his might, he pulled you up and even wiped your face with wet wipes, so that you’d feel fresh.

“Thanks, Joo.” you sheepishly smiled at him after he finished wiping your face. “No worries, [y/n]. Now, let’s go?” The two of you linked arms and made both of your way to the table. Everyone had this smug look on their faces when they saw the two of you walking towards them with a smile.

With just a look, everyone already knew what they’re going to do with the two of you. Dinner went by quickly as everyone chowed down every single bits of meat, vegetable and many more. It was a good thing that all of you used paper plates and plastic gloves to avoid washing dishes.

Gathering around the bonfire,  you snuggled in between Jooheon and Changkyun with your arms crossed, trying to keep yourself warm. “Hey, guys, let’s play truth or dare!” Minhyuk suggested which received positive responses.

Wonho immediately pulled out a bottle out from his back and spun the bottle around. The truth or dare went on until it finally stopped at you. Everyone was now smirking at you and Jooheon wondered why.

“Truth or Dare?” Hyungwon asked you while you start sweating buckets. If you’re going to choose Truth, you might either be forced to tell them your crush and if you’d choose Dare, they might force you to do something stupid.

“U-uh, dare?” Unsure of your answer, your eyes shook when each of the boys looked at each other with a knowing smile. “I dare you to kiss our Jooheon on the lips.” Your eyes went wide and you could feel your whole world stop. 

“W-what?” you stammered without any apparent reason. As much as you wanted to decline, you couldn’t. Everything happened in a flash, you’re now cupping Jooheon’s cheeks with your cheeks turning red.

“You know, you’d thank me later for this.” Hyungwon chimed, making you glare at him before returning your gaze to Jooheon. “I really am sorry.” Befoer Jooheon could even speak, you crashed your lips onto his and stayed on that position for a couple of seconds, treasuring this very moment.

Pulling away from the kiss, you stared intently at Jooheon’s eyes and so as he. You removed your hands off his cheeks and awkwardly laughed. “Ha-hahaha… so, shall we proceed?”

“How was the kiss, Joohoney?” Ignoring your remark, Minhyuk asked a flustered Jooheon, who is currently smiling to himself while fanning his cheeks. “I-I… hehehe…” Jooheon giggled, not minding your presence beside him.

“Well [y/n], Jooheon likes you and I know you like him too…. So why don’t you just date each other, hmm?”

Originally posted by kaimikachan

It was your school’s founder’s day and being the Student Council President, you had to hold the school’s most awaited event. It was the battle of the talents and you were the emcee.

All of the council members had already planned the prizes without you knowing any of them. They said it was going to be a surprise so you didn’t even bother asking them. 

You were busy entertaining the crowd to even notice everyone’s cheeky grins. “Now, shall we proceed to the next performer?” The crowd screamed a ‘yes’ and you didn’t think twice but proceeded in calling out the next performer.

Making your way to the side, you were surprised to see Changkyun enter this kind of event. Changkyun has been your neighbor ever since the two of you were still in diapers. He never seemed like the type of person to join this stuff which totally surprised you.

Changkyun was with his best friend, Jooheon, during the whole performance. The two of them rapped and even sung. In the middle of the performance, you couldn’t help but laugh out loud when they revealed their wigs.

The crowd went wild and you were already positive that they were the best performers for tonight. After the performance, you casually walked towards the stage with a big smile on your face.

“Wow, that was the best performance that I’ve ever witnessed the whole night!” you beamed as soon as you got near the sweating Changkyun and Jooheon. “What can you say about your performance, guys?” Handing them your mic, Jooheon just laughed and handed it to Changkyun.

“It was really fun.” Changkyun said in between his breaths but he was smiling from ear to ear. You continued to interview them and had to make them go to the backstage to wait for the judge’s decision.

After a couple of minutes, the judges handed you the envelop but before you could even open it, your vice-president grabbed the envelop off your hands. “Now, Pres, we can’t have you looking at the winner without you knowing the prize.” 

You blinked at them and even wondered what he actually meant. Both of your secretary and auditor escorted you towards an elegant chair which you didn’t notice from before and made you sit down.

“Alright, folks, I’m gonna announce the winner. Drum roll please!” The sound of the drums being beaten by the drumstick echoed throughout the whole venue. Your vice-president opened the envelop and smiled widely.

“Congratulations, you’re the winner Mr. Changkyun and Mr. Jooheon!” Once again, the crowd went wild and the two lads went up with shocked faces. “Calm down, folks. I haven’t announced their prize.”

“Now, here’s the twist. Since the two of you won, one of you is going to receive a prize money and a date plus a kiss from our very own Pres!” Just hearing the last prize drained all of your energy.

You were quite popular with everyone and you couldn’t believe that your council members made that prize without your consent. Your mind was clouded with thoughts until you snapped out from it when you heard your vice-president’s announcement.

“Now, can we have our president here by our Changkyun?” Bewildered by everything, you didn’t move at all. Both of your secretary and vice grabbed you by the wrist and made you stand in front of Changkyun.

“Just a kiss right?” You blankly asked and received a nod from the members. All you needed was to just get this over with. Without any warning, you gently cupped Changkyun’s cheeks and softly pressed your lips onto his.

It was just a quick one and by the second you pulled away, Changkyun was blushing madly while covering his mouth. It was definitely his first kiss and he’s probably giddy about having you being his first kiss.

“Now, how’s the kiss, Changkyun?”

Skin to Skin

Part 2

Jughead Jones doesn’t know how the crimson crescents ended up on his palms.


Betty Cooper is clueless when it comes to the messages on her arms.


Soulmate AU where all the little marks and injuries belonging to Betty and Jughead start finding themselves on each other’s skin.

A/N: Here’s part two! as you can see, I write Jughead’s point of view and then Betty’s at one go, so I usually post two chapters together. Thank you for all your support!


Part 1
Link on ao3

Chapter iii

Jughead shoves his keys into the lock of his apartment door and enters, a bag of groceries in in hand. Don’t get him wrong, he can’t cook, but there’s only so much ramen and takeout he can endure.

Although, he can make a mean sandwich, but that can’t really be called cooking, can it?

He’s exhausted. Working at B&N might seem easy, but he was on re-stocking duty today, which meant hauling cartons of books to and fro. In addition to dealing with self-entitled middle aged adults.

Plus, he contract of his book was finally signed today, which meant that he was getting an advance of maybe fifteen thousand dollars, which was a freaking lot. He could quit his job and get a library at home.

But then, his mind drifts to hospital bills, student loans and debts to pay off, so he temporarily forgets that idea.

He dumps his groceries on the tiny kitchen counter and unpacks them with slow movements; he’s tired, but he can’t go the sleep unless he’s eaten. His stomach will not let him.

He takes out some shredded chicken, lettuce, a tomato and mayo- simple, yet so, so tasty.

Yes, Jughead is very easy to impress if one’s talking about food.

He slices his bread (He loves the type with seeds in it, Archie thinks he’s crazy,), spreads mayo over it, and moves to slice the tomato. He vaguely remembers an article he’d read awhile back about a legal battle over a tomato. 1887, was it?

Jughead suddenly yawns; he’s dreaming of his bed, but his stomach is protesting, and all of a sudden, the knife slips and slices his thumb, instead.

“Shit,” He says, shaking his hand, which only results in a little blood behind splattered on the wall plaster.

He runs to the sink and turns on the tap, watching the cut bleed as cold water falls on it. Eventually, after, say, five minutes, it clots up and the bleeding stops.

He needs to find a band-aid, as soon as possible, so he rummaged through some cluttered cupboards to find one. There’s an old Hello Kitty one he finds, which he remembers getting free with some snacks, but it’s the only band-aid he can find. So he puts it on.

He won’t ever admit it, but blood makes him slightly queasy.

He makes himself a cup of coffee as well, and goes back to finishing his sandwich.

Unfortunately, the tomato’s covered with a dark red liquid that is not tomato juice, and he’s forced to ditch that part. He’s too lazy to take out another one.

Finally, he settles down on his battered couch, switches Netflix on and savours the blessing that is shredded chicken and mayo.

Jughead rewatches three episodes of  Black Mirror, his favourite ones. He doesn’t may too much attention to them, though, as his mind wanders to all the things he has to do.

He considers going to bed; but his phone starts dinging. JB is calling on FaceTime.

“Hey, JB.” He answers.

JB is sobbing, and Jughead’s alarms start blaring. He brings the phone closer.

“What happened, Jelly?”

“Dad… He’s been arrested. Again.”

Shit. Oh no.

“Over what?” He asks, biting his lip.

“He’s been accused of involvement in murder.” JB hiccups, wiping away tears from her face.

This hasn’t been FP Jones’s first stint in jail. Hell, even Jughead’s spent some time in Juvie. This family is screwed up.

But murder? It’s never gone that far. FP was the leader of a gang, called the Southside Serpents, back in his hometown of Toledo, which meant getting involved in shady business, behind-the-dumpster type of weed exchanges, and whatnot, but it’s never been this bad.

“Tell me everything, Jelly.” He sighs, mind already scanning through possible ways to help his dad.

He learns that FP’s home was ransacked, that very night, to find incriminating evidence of the murder of a sophomore in Toledo High. The Sheriff had received an anonymous tip-off, and they’d found a gun in FP’s tiny trailer.

FP had been dragged to the station and questioned.

The worst part was, he’d confessed.

“I don’t think he did it, Jug.” Jellybean whispers later. “I know. He owned up to it… But I know he hasn’t done it. I just know, okay?”

“Jelly… I'm​ not sure. He did confess.” Jughead’s eyes are misting up. “I know he’d cleaned up his act for a bit, but if he’s confessed, then I don’t know what to believe.”

JB shakes her head. “Jughead, I’m going to have faith. I will. I know daddy, and he isn’t capable of- of murder.”

All Jughead wants to do is give her a hug.

“I’m going to come home.” He says, opening a new tab to book bus tickets.

“NO!”

He startles at that, and shifts the tab back to FaceTime. “Why not?”

“Jughead, your book is being published. You have meetings to attend, covers to decide, edits to make. You cannot simply put all of that in hold to come over here. It’s your debut book. Your first book!” Jellybean says, throwing her hands up in the air. Her black sheet of hair whips around.

Jughead’s not convinced. “I could do all of that from there, JB. Face to face meetings are almost redundant with the invention and development of technology. How am I talking to you right now?”

Jellybean just shakes her head. “No. I won’t let you come.”

“JB, are you hiding something else?” He knows when his sister is keeping something under wraps. She’s a terrible liar, just like him.

His sister stays silent, evidently trying to think up of another reason why he shouldn’t come.

“Jellybean.”

“Okay,” she caves, shoulders slumping. “Jughead, you know that I love you, right? Dad loves you, too and so does Mom, even if they have weird-ass ways of showing it?”

Jughead nods, eyebrows scrunching up together in confusion.

“And I didn’t want to tell you, because you’d get hurt, but…”

His sister is stalling too much, and Jughead gets impatient​.

“Jellybean, what happened?” He says, curtly. His thumb is still throbbing, and he watches Jellybean sigh and wring her hands together.

“Mom… said she never wants you back. She, well, she thinks you remind her too much of Dad.”

“Oh.”

Jughead’s fingers trace the scabs of the fingernail imprints on his palm, processing this information.

“Also, Jug, she still kinda, um, resents you because you chose to stay with Dad, all those years ago, instead of coming with her.”

He stays silent this time, not making eye contact with JB, and unseeingly staring at his palms.

Gladys Jones and Jughead Jones never really had a great relationship, if he was being truthful. It was his Dad that Jughead often went to.

FP Jones had been an alcoholic for most of Jug’s childhood. The boy grew up watching his father drown out his sorrows one bottle after another, and witnessed it only get worse when Jughead got put into juvie for attempted arson at ten and JB was hospitalised for her kidney at six.

But despite that, Jughead always saw the good in his father. He may not always try, but Jughead had faith in the older man. So much, that he stayed behind with FP when Gladys Jones had had enough, taking JB with her.

But during that time, FP showed no attempt at righting his wrongs, and if anything, he got worse. He had been perpetually drunk, and eventually, even Jughead reached his limit.

So he’d moved out, braving homelessness for about six months. When his best mate, Archie, found out, he’d hosted Jughead on his couch for a few weeks, but the brunet hadn’t wanted to overstay his welcome.

Finally, FP had gotten his act back together, and Jughead had moved back in.

When he shifted to New York, though, FP kind of lost it again and got himself arrested for minor transgressions. He’d had been able to bail himself out each time, but a murder accusation was not something you could easily escape from.

But his mom, well, he’d never been that close to. Yes, he’d inherited his Mom’s skill in writing, sense of humour, and some of her facial features, maybe, but that was where the similarities ended.

But not wanting him back at all… that was harsh.

“Jug?” Jellybean whispers.

“Yeah, okay,” he says, wanting to change the topic. “So I’m getting my book advance soon, I could send the money over if it helps with getting a good lawyer, or something.”

“Jug, you don’t need to…” JB starts.

“No, no, it’s okay.” he puts his hand on his forehead, like he’s trying to recall something. “They’ll assign him one, but if we want the court to think he’s innocent.. We’ll need a good lawyer.”

“Which will be easy, because he is innocent.” JB says, stubborn as ever, just like him.

Jughead runs a hand through his dark hair.

“Remember when you used to wear that beanie everywhere?” Jellybean breaks the silence. “Even when you were seventeen?” She sniffs, laughing at the same time.

“Yeah,” He smiles. “I still wear it sometimes.”

“Well, you’ll get all the girls if you don’t Jug. They appreciate a nice, good, mop of hair. Coupled with the leather jacket I gave you, maybe some girl is currently fawning over you.”

Jughead blushes. “No girlfriends at all, JB, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“No boyfriends either?”

“No, considering that I’m not into guys…” Jughead says, fighting back both a yawn and a smile.

“Oh, well.” Jellybean says, and then pauses. “Listen, Jug, don’t forget that I love you, okay? Despite what Mom says, she loves you too.”

Jughead nods. “I know,” he says, simply. “I’ve gotta go sleep, it’s 2 am, JB, and so should you. Don’t you have school tommorow?”

“I’m not going.” She says. “I’ll help where I can with dad.”

“Okay,” He says. “Call me if and when you need anything. I’ll be there, okay?”

“I will.” JB replies, and Jughead moves to end the call. “Nice band-aid, bro.”

He grins and switches his phone off.

He gets under the covers, after completing his bedtime routine and closes his eyes, drifting off into a slumber.

The whole time, he traces the crescent marks on his palm.

Chapter iv

When the alarm clock blares, Betty Cooper does something incredibly rare- she doesn’t snooze it, and instead, actually gets up.

She was going to go to the gym before her shift, on the insistence of Alice Cooper.

Her mother. Betty hasn’t spoken to her since Monday, three days ago, after she’d slammed her laptop shut. She’d ignored all of Alice’s calls, FaceTime requests, and messages, and maybe Betty is running the risk of being cut off. But if and when that happens, she’ll deal with it.

And skipping a day of gym won’t do her any harm.

She sits up, stretching her arms above her head and yawning- she got a good night’s sleep, for the first time in weeks. Tying back her hair, after smoothing down her bedhead, she puts her legs over the side and slips her feet into slippers.

She notices a blood stain on the sheets- and for a moments, she’s afraid she got her period way too early.

But the stain is towards the headboard, and her thumb also happens to be covered in the dark red liquid, which has now dried.

Betty moves towards her bathroom and washed the crusty blood away- only to reveal a cut. It’s pretty long, and deep enough to cause more bleeding than usual.

She’s utterly bewildered. Betty’s not a clumsy person, and considering the fact that she would remember cutting herself like this…

What if it’s a repeat of the random message written on her arm three days ago?

Perhaps it happened when she was sleeping. Yeah, that’s the most plausible solution.

She walks back to her bed, inspecting her bedside table for any such sharp object which could be the cause. There’s a letter opener on the table, but Betty hasn’t touched that in weeks. She’d just forgot to put it back in the stationary drawer.

Her phone back-up alarm blares, and she jumps. Her shift at Starbucks starts in forty-five minutes, and she needs to get ready.

Maybe she’s just making a big deal out of this, she thinks, as she showers and puts a band-aid on the cut. Maybe she was too sleepy yesterday to notice.

Donning her Starbucks uniform and tying her hair in a loose ponytail, unlike her highschool days, she locks her apartment door behind her and sets off to work.

She enjoys working as a barista. Sure, sometimes she wants to throw something at anyone who orders another unicorn frappuccino, but she likes the borderline banal and mundane work- it gives her time to think.

She clocks in, puts her apron on and begins her shift. With this job, she ends up smelling like coffee all the time, but it’s not something she particularly minds.

A brunette comes in, with two toddler twins in tow- they’re noisy, but admittedly adorable, and Betty is reminded of her sister’s kids. Eliza and Cliff.

Polly Cooper eloped when she was in high school- got pregnant in her junior year, and had the babies in her senior year. The special man, and now Betty’s brother in law, was Jason Blossom- the son of Clifford Blossom, who owned an incredibly successful maple syrup business in Vancouver. Jason was set to inherit this giant empire, along with his sister, Cheryl, and so they, along with Polly and the kids, were moving up there this fall. Therefore, Betty had limited time to spend with her niece, nephew and sister.

Having eloped at seventeen, Polly was almost disowned by Alice Cooper and Hal Cooper. They’d almost sent her away to a house- ‘The Sisters of Quiet Mercy’, when they found out that she was expecting. Polly almost ran away with Jason, they almost drowned in Sweetwater river, and basically, the Cooper family was a shitstorm during that particular period of time. It was a soap opera, worthy of the silver screens.

But, eventually Alice Cooper gave into her soft side once the babies were born- and they were the cutest little things. They still are, Betty thinks, smiling as she prepares the machiatto that the woman has ordered.

But of course, Polly’s mistakes only put pressure onto Betty to up her game and be perfect. Which is why Betty wasn’t allowed to have boyfriends in high school (not that she didn’t, behind their backs).

She was also put on birth control and performance enhancing medication, which, in Betty’s opinion, was excessive, unnecessary and too much. But no one says no to Alice Cooper.

Well, except Betty, after Monday’s debacle.

The thing is, Betty still has nightmares. She’s always afraid of failing, she’s always afraid that she won’t be successful in life- her mother has turned her into a two dimensional human being who only worries about being perfect.

Which she definitely did not want to be. She’s grown to detest that word.

She puts a fake smile onto her face and hands an espresso to a teenager.

At least now she has more time on her hands, after quitting. She’s put in a lot more hours into studying these past few days, and she’ll do well this term. She knows it.

Being a journalist is something Betty’s always wanted to be, since she was a pre-schooler. She watched her parents in their office when she was little, and always eagerly awaited the day she would write her first article.

That day came when she was fifteen. She’d reopened her school’s newspaper- the Junipero High Herald, and she’d taken over it, writing exposes about all the minor scams that went in in her school.

That newspaper helped her get into this journalism course here at NYU. At least here mom didn’t interfere here.

Betty realises she has a lot of mommy issues.

Her attention snaps back into reality when someone comes up to the counter.

“One Cafe Americano, no sugar, please. To go.” He says, glancing down at his phone. He’s tapping his foot, biting his lip. He’s in a hurry.

The first thing Betty notices is the Hello-Kitty band-aid on his thumb, and fights back a grin.

“Love the choice of band-aid there,” she says, punching in his order.  

He grins. “Thank you, I happen to have a thing for anthropomorphic beings.” He says, shoving his phone in his pocket. He nods his head towards Betty’s thumb. “ I see you have a band-aid, too, but so boring.”

“Well, not all of us have Hello-Kitty or disney themed band-aids at hand.” Betty says, picking up a marker. “So, what is your name, oh Sanrio stan?”

Jughead chuckles. “Jughead.”

Betty audibly laughs. “Are you serious? Are you one of those people who come in and tell me their name is Voldemort or Primrose Everdeen, or something?”

‘Jughead’ shakes his head and runs a hand through his dark, wavy hair. “Completely authentic, don’t worry.”

“Alright, then, Jughead,” Betty says, jotting his name down on on plastic cup. “Coming right up.”

Her eyes follow him as he moves to the side and wait for his order, eyes glued to his phone, an iPhone 3, which Betty hasn’t seen in years.

His name, by far, is the weirdest one she’s ever had to write.

She gets his coffee ready and calls out his name- saying it with a lilt in her voice, her blatant amusement on show.

He takes it from her with a thankful smile, and Betty notices the marks on his palm. Tiny arcs pepper both his hands- they’re fingernail marks, and if there’s anyone who knows them well, it’s her.

Maybe she stares at them for longer than necessary.

Betty Cooper thinks of her own fists, scarred by her own fingernails. She keeps her fingernails short, but yet she manages to hurt herself. She hates herself for doing it, because the aim to be perfect has been ingrained in her, and this is a weakness.

But, doesn’t she hate ‘perfect’?

Still, her fists curl against her own volition when she’s sad, angry, hurting, and Betty Cooper feels a wave of sadness for this man in front of her. She wants to help him, so that maybe, just maybe, she can help herself.

But, before she knows it, he’s gone, lost in the sea of people, indistinguishable amongst thousands of others.

fredrechid00  asked:

Can I get a having a child with Jungkook scenario thingy? Please and thank you 💕

hey stranger ahaha sorry this took so long man i am the worst ever ahh im sorry babe really

Originally posted by jeonjeons

Daddy Jeongguk!

  • okay so so so im really excited for this one because jungkook is one of the easiest members for me to write for personally (him and yoongi both)
  • so we are gonna talk about the first baby experience with jungkook!
  • jungkook reminds me of someone who would want to wit to have a kid like he would want to be with his significant other for a few years (like maybe five at least) before he takes that step in a relationship because kids are a big deal and he doesn’t want to just start a family with anyone you know?
  • he would also want to be a little older like whereas i can see taehyung having kids in his mid twenties, and jin having kids before thirty (just because he is older already) jeongguk would probably want to have his first kid when he’s closer to twenty-seven ish?
  • he seems like he has so much he wants to do with his life, and so much he wants to explore and try and having kids definitely limits your time and your ability to do things you want all the time
  • while the above scenario would be the ideal for jeongguk, i could also see him having a kid unexpectedly like that baby wasn’t planned at all and it just kinda happens like that could also be jeongguk cause i dont think he would actively try to not have kids?? does that make sense? he’s also young and impulsive and god knows how those two things work together
  • obviously with someone he really loved and trusted though obviously obviously not like some random girl oh my god
  • for this scenario we’re gonna say that it’s not the ideal situation like you guys have been dating long but he’s not really the family man yet oops (that’s more fun right?)
  • you two have talked about having kids before, but unlike jin and taehyung, it’s not anything jeongguk ever really seemed more than excited about?
  • like he thinks it would be nice to have a family but it’s not the top priority in his life and he’s not dying to be a parent?
  • it’s something you two might talk about when you can’t sleep but it’s not like an everyday topic with you two
  • that is until you start feeling like crap
  • and it’s not your usual sickness like wow i have a fever like no you feel as if your body is trying to murder itself from the inside out
  • and you think maybe it’s the flu?? it’s been awhile since you’ve gotten the flu so that seems like a valid option?
  • your main concern is that you’ve lost a crap ton of weight because you’ve been throwing up so much and you have no appetite and it’s just this big downwards spiral of hell and you can’t even go into work honestly it’s that bad
  • jeongguk is more concerned than you are right off that bat
  • he doesn’t like seeing you rolling around on the couch in pain, and he doesn’t like hearing you moan and groan and claim you would rather light yourself on fire or something drastic so he does that any mature, responsible adult would do in this situation and he googles your symptoms
  • “nausea” well yah “headaches” sure that’s one “mood swings” yes that one is a big check “severe weight loss” thats definitely on the list better write this down
  • and he determines that you must have Cryptococcosis even though pregnancy is what shows up like first every freaking time he googles your symptoms
  • and he panics cause “oH MY GOD YOU ARE GOING TO DIE IF WE DON’T GET YOU TO A HOSPITAL RIGHT NOW”
  • and he’s rushing around and he gets namjoon on the phone cause mama jin is busy with his own real baby and namjoon seems like a good option but nO he doesn’t even pick up and so yoongi calls the next best thing which would be jimin
  • jeongguk screams to jimin about how your lungs are gonna collapse or something and soon they’re both screaming hysterically and meanwhile you’re laying on the bed and whining with a bowl near you in case you can’t make it to the bathroom in time
  • and then they call tae because they need some expert advice like should they drive you to the hospital or should they call an ambulance??
  • and you kinda whisper cause voice is no more “hey gukkie, i think that-”
  • “I THINK THAT WE NEED TO GET YOU TO THE ER BEFORE SOMETHING BAD HAPPENS”
  • and you just roll your eyes and face-palm because this boy will not even listen because her has zero chill
  • soon the conference call has come to include namjoon and yoongi who are steadfastly holding down the “not having children ever in my life” camp (oh you wait yoongi i have one coming your way)
  • and they’re kinda like jeongguk plz stop acting like you’re two
  • hoseok feels left out cause tae told them there was a group phone call so he ends up joining cause yoongi adds him and he’s like “jeongguk don’t listen to them you obviously need to get this poor thing to the hospital before she expLODES”
  • they all continue to shriek and holler and by this point you have managed to pick yourself up and drag yourself to the toilet so you can hurl
  • jeonguk loses it at this and he hangs up the group call and he rushes over to your side and rubs you back and holds your hair back and despite all the calamity that went down like two seconds ago he’s actually really soothing and he remains pretty calm for your sake like he knows you’ll be more stressed if he yells anymore
  • once you’re good he gives you this stern look and he’s usually not very serious or grim or like someone to tell his significant other what to do cause he values freedom and the ability to make his own decisions but he gives you this look and you know he means business and he kinda “I don’t care what kind of doctor we see, but we are seeing one, no questions about it”
  • and you kinda !! but hey he probably has a point even if you suspect there is a tiny bun in the oven you should probably see someone about all the weight you’ve lost and make sure it’s all healthy and not dangerous
  • you wanted to be the one to tell jeongguk you’re pregnant but now that he’s calling the doctor while you lay snuggled in a million blankets you begin to have your doubts? like what if he doesn’t want to be a parent? what if he leaves you? you two never really agreed on being ready for kids at the moment and you don’t wanna be the one who holds him back from achieving all his dreams?
  • and so you begin to tell yourself that you’re most definitely not pregnant and you’re living some nightmare
  • this poor boy doesn’t know what he did wrong after that day like you seem so closed off?
  • you won’t snuggle and you avoid him and he can’t even confront you about it because you always smile and say nothing is wrong??
  • and he kinda goes to some of the older boys one day and it’s like the day before your appointment and he’s sitting at lunch with yoongi and jin and nams cause hoseok is busy with his own little surprise (he would have kids before jeongguk for sure but hey this was requested first)
  • and it’s not even jin who comes up with the genius solution but yoongi and he kinda pats jeongguk’s hand and mumbles “did you ever stop to consider maybe she’s pregnant?”
  • and jin kinda !! “funny how yoongi always picks up on these things”
  • “I’m a vibe person”
  • and namjoon nods cause oh this makes so much more sense “which would explain why she avoids you all of the sudden, she’s probably really scared right now jeongguk”
  • and this poor baby kinda !! “oh my god no that’s not the idea i wanted her to have oh god you’re right and i was so stupid and i didn’t notice”
  • and he practically beats himself up over it but the older boys stop him and remind him that he was the rest of his life to be the best father in the entire world and he didn’t know any better - he’s still the baby after all
  • and he hugs them all and they congratulate him and ruffle his hair and promise to do everything they can to help but right now he should be talking to you, not sitting with them!!
  • and so he runs off to make things right
  • you’re curled up on the couch when he returns, buried under some blankets and drinking some tea all sniffly
  • and he comes in and he tosses you this plastic bag and when you give him a look he just nods
  • slowly, so slowly, you reach to the inside and you pull out some pacifiers- one pink and one blue
  • “I thought I should get both colors, since we don’t know what the baby is yet”
  • and at that point you don’t know whether to laugh or cry and so you instead run over and hug him and bury your face in his chest and he plays with your hair and kisses your head and apologizes for not paying more attention and mm
  • he holds you so tightly and he tells you how excited he is for this baby and how he can’t wait to finally start a family with you and how this is the best thing that’s ever happened to him, and he in no way is mad or upset with you, whatsoever
  • and once you two have that money to talk things out and he alleviates all your fears he immediately turns into a shy bunny and he kinda looks down at your belly and then back up at you and then down at your belly again
  • “can I um… maybe say hi to the baby, or something, I mean, not if you don’t want me too!!”
  • you kinda laugh “I think they’d appreciate that a lot…”
  • and he leans down and kisses your belly and there’s just this look of awe on his face and he smiles so so softly and he kisses your belly again and he whispers something against your nonexistent bump then stands up and kisses you gently
  • you two do end up going to the doctors and the Doctor is like “please gain weight and take these vitamins and sir you’re going to need to watch over her very carefully and makes sure she’s eating and drinking enough and resting too”
  • and jeongguk nods so seriously and he squeezes your hand “don’t worry I’ll take the best care of her!”
  • and he really does
  • he’s not really one for cooking but after the appointment he’s asking jin how to cook healthy meals and how to cook all your favorites (and everything you start to crave)
  • he rubs your back and shoulders every night before you two sleep and he makes sure to get you enough pillows to support you all you need
  • he takes off every day he can to spend time with you cause he doesn’t want you home alone
  • out of all the boys he would be one of the most worried cause he is the youngest and he just seems like someone who would easily stress over his lover cause he feels responsible for their health and wellbeing
  • he always talk to your bump like not cute baby talk but when you’re sleeping he’s kinda “hey you’re a lucky kid you know, you’re gonna have the most beautiful and wonderful mom in the entire world! you’re really lucky… God I’m really lucky to have the both of you in my life…”
  • and other times he’s like “wow guess what taehyung did today he ran into a wall I swear, people tell me i’m not parent material well”
  • he’s scared to tell anyone but the boys honestly cause you two aren’t married and you’re not that old (in early twenties or something maybe?) and he definitely doesn’t wanna tell his parents
  • he does end up telling his brother though like please help me I need some support I’m scared
  • and of course his brother calls his parents up right away like yoooo our little man is gonna be a dad what are the odds
  • you two are sitting watching your favorite movie one night and his hand is on your belly like it usually is and his phone gets a FaceTime ring and it’s his folks?? and he kinda oh alright
  • “son why didn’t you tell us you were having a child??”
  • and jeongguk throws the room and the popcorn that was on his lap spills everywhere and he kinda gives you this look
  • “jeongguk they were gonna need to find out sometime…”
  • and they’re still trying to talk to him and it’s rapid Korean between the three of them and he goes over and picks up the phone and he instead calls them instead of face time and you stay on the couch as he paces back and forth, back and forth
  • and he finishes and he comes back over and he’s tearing up and your heart sinks and you immediately hug him
  • but he says “they said they’re happy for us… they said they’re so so happy for us and they’re going to get a plane here to come see their grandbaby… oh god they cried, they cried they were so happy…”
  • and you stroke his hair and he cries into your shoulder cause he’s overwhelmed, he’s so overwhelmed but it’s a good feeling, it’s a good kind of feeling really
  • he doesn’t want to find out the gender of the baby
  • he’s so worried about everything else like buying the crib and baby-proofing the house and making sure you find the right hospital that he doesn’t wanna find out the gender
  • he does try to guess by himself though
  • he googles all these old wives tales okay and he finds a bunch to try on you and the first one he does is the one where he drops the key and you pick it up by the fat part so he’s like oh crap we’re having a  boy!!
  • then he does the morning sickness test thing and he’s like what this is another sign we are having a mini bunkook oh my god
  • and then he does the craving one and sweets mean it’s a girl hey wait a second??
  • so he decides that you must be having twins!!
  • even though you have been to the doctors and you have one small baby in there?? it’s not two??
  • but jeongguk is convinced that the doctors are lying to you
  • they’re not
  • there’s only one baby
  • he shows the pictures to everyone and he gets so excited and he cries when you guys see the heartbeat and is just a mess okay he doesn’t know whether to hug or kiss you or kiss your belly??
  • he sends at least a million pics to his family so they can hang them up and he hands out one for all the boys so they can keep them in their wallets or something
  • he doesn’t really understand how to budget cause you’ll come home one day from hanging with friends and there on your bed is like seven hundred pairs of clothing and there’s blue and pink and yellow and green?? and you kinda jeongguk plZ we don’t even know what gender the baby is
  • and he gives you a cute smile and he’s like “yah but they were cute and our baby is gonna be the cutest, seokjin and tae don’t have crap on our child”
  • and you roll your eyes but kiss his face all over anyway
  • the boys are a lil disappointed he doesn’t have a party where they can spoil him in gifts so they decide to throw a surprise baby shower for the both of you!!
  • except it’s really poorly planned cause they end up all parking outside your house and don’t hide very well and yoongi shows up the same guys you are pulling in with a giant present in his hand and he kinda “well shit”
  • but it’s endearing anyway cause they all bout lots of clothes and diapers and they have a bunch of toys for the baby and jin baked a cake and there’s lot of snacks
  • and half the boys (and by that i mean chim and hoseok and jin) are crying cause baby kookie is all grown up and having his own baby and he’s so old now
  • while namjoon and yoongi are still trying to figure why this baby looks like a freaking alien what’s up with kids??
  • and they get you a bunch of stuff too cause they know that this is gonna be hardest on you
  • like yoongi gets you a nice grade a neck pillow and jin promises to make all your meals once the baby is born and chim has this beautiful blanket that he found and it has lots of fairy tale characters on it and it’s for snuggling the baby he says
  • and they all have so many gifts for you and jeongguk ends up tearing up again cause they’re so good to him and he wouldn’t have been able to do this alone??
  • that’s when the first kick happens, at the party
  • you’re listening to jin and tae give advice on what to do with the newborn once you bring them home and all of the sudden little jeon starts to kicking around and you get this look on your face and jin kinda um you okay??
  • and you start breaking into hysterics and you motion jeongguk over and place his hands on your belly “please acknowledge your child”
  • he screams and yoongi ends up recording it and jeongguk starts dancing around like a madman and screaming about his baby is kicking and it’s so cuTE
  • the baby comes a little early not too much but jeongguk claims it’s cause the baby can’t wait to see him
  • he was actually prepared for this moment cause he was anxious throughout the entire pregnancy so he had everything ready to go just in case
  • he was showing you some new choreography down at the studio and you made this really pained face and he was like was i really that bad??
  • and you shake your head and you try to answer but oh crap this hurts and you kinda just point down at your belly and his eyes go wide
  • even though he is physically prepared he is nowhere near mentally prepared
  • he panics so badly that you end up calling namjoon like plz take us to the hospital before i give birth in this godforsaken studio
  • namjoon was heading that way actually for recording and he speeds over (nearly gets pulled over)
  • and jeongguk ushers you into the back and he’s holding your hand and he’s trying to keep calm honestly this boy is more stressed than you are he’s about to lose it honestly
  • you get there and he’s trying to tell the nurse what’s going on cause you’re busy trying not to diE
  • he can’t and the nurse asks him if he would be better waiting and he’s like over my dead body
  • he’s not calm throughout the entire thing but he’s really stressed out over you like he’s scared something will happen to you
  • he squeezes your hand maybe harder than you squeeze his?? and he tries to calm you down with his words but he’s struggling
  • but after a bit he calms down and realizes he needs to try harder to be calm for your sake and he eventually relaxes and encourages you and wipes the sweat from your head
  • finally the baby is born and he’s exhausted (obviously not as much as you) and he’s kinda zoned but then the doctor is like
  • “do you wanna hold your baby daughter?”
  • and he didn’t really cry much through the entire event like not at all but then he takes his daughter in his arms and he loses it because she’s so so so tiny and perfect and beautiful?
  • and he kisses her head “hi angel, it’s me, your papa… and i’m gonna take the best care of you and spoil you rotten and love you to the moon and back…”
  • and you hold her next and you’re both crying a bit but little baby girl is so calm after the first initial tears she just stares up at you two blankly
  • and then they take her to make sure she’s healthy and whatever and you’re in the wheelchair and the boys are there and they kinda move and behold there are jeongguk’s parents and he runs to hug them and tell them it’s a beautiful healthy baby girl
  • they stay over your place for maybe two-three months (when my people go to china they stay that long so im assuming you wouldn’t travel across the world to spend five days there?)
  • the baby has his hair and eyes and smile and nose she looks a lot like him but she has your complexion and ears and face shape
  • he stays up with her every night like what is sleep?? even when she’s sleeping he stays up and watches over her cause he’s so afraid she’s gonna get hurt somehow??
  • he loves holding her it’s his favorite thing in the world cause she’s so tiny and precious and he can fit her in one hand at first almost she’s so small??
  • once she’s old enough he’ll hold her on his hip and dance around with her
  • he’s always singing to her too okay always always always no matter what the situation will be
  • he’s really good at calming her down whenever she’s crying all he has to do is hold her and sing her a lullaby and she’s good
  • she’s a really giggly baby she’s always giggling at everything
  • jeongguk spoils her so badly she has everything in the entire world
  • he’s really protective though he gets scared that tae’s little child is gonna steal her or something and he’s like tae keep hIM AWAY FROM MY ANGEL
  • her first word would be something completely random?? like duck? or cow? probably an animal cause jeongguk gets her so many plushies and tells her all the names
  • he enrolls her in a mommy and me yoga class and he’s the only dad there but whatever he doesn’t care
  • he’s like the best dad and he always spoils his baby girl and he loves her so much and this is my longest yet so wait for part two to hear about the rest of the jeon children!!
  • thank you so much!!

This is another small fic dedicated to @atomi-cat‘s Boneheads AU, although this has little to do with the Boneheads themselves. I saw an ask Atomi answered a while back (that I can’t find anymore dangit) that pretty much prompted this: basically, if Glottis is with Arthur and Vivi now, is he helping with searching for Lewis?

Well, my brain had other ideas. Let my two favorite car nerds have some screen time.

I hope you like this, Atomi! And again, I apologize if this deviates from your canon in any way.

Glottis knew what he was good at.

Machines? He could work on those in his sleep.

Playing the piano? Pretty decent.

Gambling? …Well okay, maybe he wasn’t great at it (especially when a few drinks were involved), but it was something he enjoyed.

Comforting people…really wasn’t on that list. Back in the land of the dead, he didn’t have much of a need for that sort of skill, since most people he came across had accepted their afterlives.

Humans, living people, were much different, and Glottis mostly preferred not to get involved. And yet when Vivi came to him for help, hoping that he could somehow convince Arthur to get at least a little sleep, it was hard to say no.

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Covetous

Pairing: Jared Leto x GenderNeutral!Reader
Request: Jealous Jared
Words: 2,552
Warnings: Swearing

*Note - First off, I’m sorry I haven’t posted in like a month >-< I hope you enjoy this request/rewrite. 


You were ecstatic when the bell rang. You had been sitting there for an hour listening to Mr. Caputo lecture about photosynthesis; a subject you were bored to death of. You were a Junior for christ’s sake. You were pretty sure you knew how it worked at this point. You packed up your stuff and walked out of the class, making your way to your locker to find your best friend of three years now already waiting for you. 

“Good morning, your majesty.” Jared said as he did a little bow. 

You let out a small laugh as you opened your locker and placed your books inside. “It’s past twelve. You’re a little late don’tcha think?“ 

He shrugged his shoulders as he opened his own locker that was right next to yours. That’s how the two of you had become friends. He arrived to your high school mid freshman year and you being the oh-so-generous person you are, volunteered to show him around and help him become familiar with the new school. Turned out the two of you had a very similar sense of humor and immediately hit it off. 

“Well, I wouldn’t of been late if someone would’ve shown up to school on time.” He spoke pointedly as he rummaged through the contents of his locker.   

“I told you, the bus was la-“ 

“Excuses, excuses.” He interrupted. “Come on, I’m not going to let you be late for lunch, too." 

You rolled your eyes as you closed your locker and turned to face him. “I was late once." 

“It only takes once for it to become a habit.” He pointed his finger at you in a jokingly scolding matter. His bright and cheerful eyes gleamed in amusement.   

“Bite me.” You mumbled. 

“Oo, not at school, baby.” He winked as he bit his lip.

You were about to reply when you saw someone come and stand next to you. As you turned to face them, you could tell it was Walker, your crush since 7th grade. You had never been able to build up the courage to talk to him, and he didn’t seem to feel the want or need to talk to you, so you never exchanged more than the friendly smiles in the hallway. 

“Hey, (Y/N),” He spoke. He also gave a light nod to Jared. “Um,” he seemed a bit nervous from the way he shoved his hands into his pockets and cleared his throat softly. “Can I talk to you?” He asked, looking back up at you. 

You gave a quick glance towards Jared who seemed just as surprised as you. You nodded and followed him a few feet away where no one seemed to notice the two of you, except for Jared who was left alone and Walker’s friends who were standing across the hall from you; all trying to secretly look at the two of you.   

You could smell his cologne from where you were standing and you weren’t complaining. Sure, you didn’t know too much about his personality or what kind of person he was, but he was a pleasant sight to the eyes. You hadn’t really heard anything bad about him, except for the snide remarks from Jared whenever he caught you staring at him. You had heard some bad things about his friends, but even you had associated yourself with some bad people here and there.   

“Um, I know this is kind of random, but I was wondering if you’d maybe wanna go to the dance with me?” His voice was hopeful as he scratched the back of his neck and glanced in the direction of his buddies.   

You stood there dumbfounded as you thought about what he had just asked you. He wanted to go to the Junior dance with you? Really? You never thought you’d get asked to one of these types of things. Especially by your crush. 

You and Jared had even promised each other that if the other didn’t get an actual date, you’d go together and just make fun of all the mushy couples. Of course, you didn’t have to go to the dance to do that. The two of you made fun of high school couples just sitting at lunch or walking down the hallway. It was all light hearted fun, though. 

“Um, sure. Yeah, yeah I’d really like that.” You replied as you felt a wide grin cover your face. 

A boyish smirk made it’s way to his face and he nodded. “Great. I’ll talk to you later then?" 

“Yeah.” He gave you a small wave before walking back to his friends and they shared a few words before making their way to lunch. 

You were lost in a daze due to what had just happened that you hadn’t noticed Jared standing next to you until he spoke up. “What was that all about?" 

“He asked me to the dance.” You said as you continued to stare in the direction he had just walked with the same goofy smile plastered on your face. 

“He asked you to the dance? The Junior dance?” You simply nodded in response. “What did you say?" 

“Yes, of course.” You said, finally looking towards him. You were already thinking about what it’d be like to dance with Walker, hold his hand, talk to him. It all seemed surreal. 

“What about our promise?” He seemed a little upset, but you didn’t really pay it any mind.   

“We promised we’d go together if we couldn’t find an actual date. I found one. You should, too. It could be like a double date.” You suggested. 

“I don’t know, (Y/N). I don’t trust him.” He said, turning his head in the direction Walker had just left.   

“Why not?” You asked. 

“I mean, look at the crowd he hangs around. They’re known for going out, getting drunk, and having one night stands.” He replied, looking back at you. 

“Are you saying you think I’m going to go out, get drunk, and have sex on the first date?” You raised an eyebrow at him quizzically.   

“No, I just don’t want you being forced into a situation like that.” You rolled your eyes at him. 

“Jared, I’ll be fine. I know how to say no. I know my limits.” You tried to reassure him. 

“If I were you, I wouldn’t go. I mean, just think about his best friend, Mike. Mike’s an asshole. He sleeps around then comes to school the next day to brag about it and has been suspended more times than I can count. Remember that time Nancy said that Mike was harassing her? You know who just stood by and watched while laughing? Walker. What if he doesn’t give you a choice?” He pushed. 

“Jared, you’re being absurd. What? Are you saying he’s going to rape me?” He was beginning to get on your nerves. He had never even spoken to Walker. How could he know? 

“I’m just saying he doesn’t sound like the nicest guy and you could do better.” He defended. 

“Like who? This is the first guy to ask me out since elementary. Why can’t you just be a normal friend and be happy for me?” You were slightly offended at the way he was acting. Why was he so determined to make sure you didn’t go out with Walker? 

“Because last I checked I was your best friend and one of my jobs is to look out for you.” He almost retorted. 

“I’m not a child. I can look out for myself. Come on,” you spoke before he could continue. “we’re gonna be late for lunch.” You were almost full fledged pissed off at him now. Sure, he was just trying to look out for you, but he didn’t have to be such a dick about it. He was just making assumptions before even knowing the guy.   

Luckily, he didn’t mention the topic again the rest of the week. He had become more distant and didn’t offer to hang out after school, which you two did more often than not, but you figured he was just being stubborn.   

You had started to talk to Walker more throughout the week and you were happy to learn the two of you had a few similar interests. The more you talked to him, the more upset with Jared you became. He was completely wrong about him. He was amazing! Sure, you’d only been talking for a few days, but from the short time you’d spent with him, you could never imagine him being like Mike. Why he was friends with him was still a mystery to you, though because they seemed like polar opposites. You decided not to question it. Maybe Mike had a soft side to him. 

The night of the dance, you got ready in your chosen attire and waited impatiently for Walker to show up. When he did, you took a few pictures and then headed to the dance.   

The entirety of the dance, you couldn’t help but wonder why Jared hadn’t shown up. Was he really that mad at you? Or was he sick? You tried your best not to worry about him and just have fun, but eventually the need to know got the best of you and you ended up telling Walker you needed to leave early to check on your friend. He tried his best to persuade you to stay a little longer, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to forgive yourself if you didn’t act on this and then find out something was actually wrong. 

Walker eventually gave in and drove you to Jared’s. You were greeted and complimented by Constance when you walked in. Knocking seemed unnecessary considering this was practically your second home. You gave her a small greeting before making your way to Jared’s room. You gave a light knock and opened the door to find Jared sitting on his bed with his binder opened in front of him. 

"Hey.” You greeted. He looked up at you seeming slightly surprised at the sight of you. The realization that the two of you hadn’t talked in almost a week finally hit you and you could tell there was a tension in the air. 

“Hey.” He replied softly, looking you up and down. “You look good.” He said looking back down at his binder. 

“Thanks.” You gave a tight lipped smile. “I uh, came over to check on you. You didn’t come to the dance." 

"I know.” He stated simply, writing something down on his paper.   

“Why not?” You asked, finally fully stepping into the room and closing the door.
“Because I didn’t see a reason to. Figured it woulda been boring.” He shrugged. 

“Why?" 

"Well, I didn’t have a date. Everyone else I knew did. If I went with a friend I would’ve just been third wheeling.” He said as you walked over and sat across from him on his bed. 

“I mean, you could’ve hung out with me and Walker and his friends. It was kinda awkward for me at times because I don’t know any of them that well. Would’ve been a hell of a lot better with you there.” You gave a light laugh, trying to relieve some of the tension. 

“And what was I supposed to do while you were off smooching with Walker?” He asked emotionlessly. 

“Well, for one we haven’t kissed yet. Two, you act like I’m your only friend who went. I’m sure one of the guys could’ve spared a few moments with their date for you.” You replied jokingly, still trying to get rid of the tension Jared was creating. 

He just shook his head lightly and wrote something down on his paper. “Is that all you wanted?" 

You were slightly taken aback by his response. The two of you had never really had a "fight,” like this. Sure, you had disagreaments, but nothing like this.  "Um, yeah I guess.“ 

"Then can you go? I’m trying to work in this assignment for Ms. Bailey’s class.” He more so stated than asked. 

“What’s your deal?” You asked. 

“What do you mean?" 

"All week you’ve been avoiding me and pushing me away. You’ve never acted like this.” There was another silence.   

He wasn’t writing or looking at his paper, he was staring blankly at his duvet. As if contemplating what to say. 

“Are you… jealous?” You asked cautiously. 

There was another pause before he sighed lightly. “Honestly? Yeah. A little.”
“Why? Just because I’m seeing someone now doesn’t mean you’re not still my best friend.” You offered a small smile, hoping you were reassuring him. 

“God you’re more oblivious than I thought.” He mumbled half to himself. 

“What do you mean?" 

He let out a sigh. "Is it really not obvious?” He asked. 

“Jared stop. You know I hate it when people talk indirectly like that.” You groaned slightly. 

“For fucks sake, (Y/N) I’ve liked you since I fucking got here. How is that not obvious?” He said tossing his pencil onto the binder and giving you a defeated look. 

You sat there in silence for a moment. Jared liked you? And he was upset that you didn’t know? “So, you’re mad that I’m with someone else because you like me? Even though you never told me?” You asked, irritated as you stood up and turned away from him. 

“Yeah. I know it sounds really stupid but I can’t help it, I’m jealous,” you heard him get up as well and approach you. When you turned around, he was a lot closer than you expected him to be. “And selfish.” He continued to get closer and you found yourself backing up. “And entitled.” Your back hit the wall and the space between the two of you was only wide enough for a piece of paper to fit through. “And head over heels for you." 

You could feel his breath on your face and it sent shivers down your spine. Jared had always been a bit of a flirt, but you figured he was just joking. His demeanor now was making you question that.

You couldn’t keep your eyes off of his lips and you knew he noticed this due to the smirk on his face. Despite your age, you hadn’t had your first kiss yet and you had never wanted to connect with someone more than in this moment.   

"What are you thinking about?” He asked in the husky voice that had developed the closer he got to you.   

“About how much I want to kiss you.” You were shocked by your own words. It had just slipped out. You looked up into his eyes to see the same smug look that resided on his lips. 

“So why don’t you?” He placed his forearms against the wall on either side of your head, causing you to be even more entranced.   

You didn’t respond and you just continued to glance inbetween his eyes and his lips. You weren’t going to lie, you had had moments where Jared made you blush and this isn’t the first time you’ve thought about kissing him, but you hadn’t ever really taken into consideration if you had feelings for him or not. With how uneasy he was making you, you felt that was more than obvious to the two of you now.

anonymous asked:

it's written here somewhere that you think baek's not 100% straight? if I'm not mistaken. I sorta agree with you but can you elaborate your reasons here for me? sorry to ask this tho since my question is kinda out of topic (not baekyeol involved). thank you :) I love this blog so much anyway.

Yes, indeed it is! I think admin MTL was the one who said it first and foremost, so she should be able to give a better logical response when she has time! For now, you’ll have to make a do with me, haha. I also think Baekhyun is not 100% straight, although it was difficult for me to reach this conclusion. One of the things that confused me the most about him was how versatile he was. By versatile, I sort of mean flexible, and not physically flexible (although who knows hoho). I mean, how he acted around guys in contrast to how he acted around girls. If you’ve followed EXO diligently, and watched them on many radio/TV shows, you would notice how flirty Baekhyun is with male MCs, compared to with female MCs. He leaves me speechless sometimes. Around males, especially males who think he is pretty and shoot indirect or direct compliments at him, he acts like a completely different person. I think he’s showing us all one of his true sides. We really don’t mind. The fact that he enjoys and basks in male adoration was pretty telling, and I thought to myself a straight guy generally wouldn’t behave this way. Sometimes, I brushed it off thinking it was just him being his playful self, but it happened really often and I gave up. What he is… still confuses me, but I don’t think he is 100% straight. Confusing? Believe me, I know TT

-admin SFS

It’s perfectly ok. to discuss Baekhyun and Chanyeol outside of Baekyeol here, really. But yeah, it was me who spoke about Baekhyun not being 100% straight, and I view him like that for a while now.

You want to know my reasons? Ok, here it goes:

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#46 Valentines day

Louis: Since Louis was on tour during this time, you were both skyping to catch up. “This Valentine’s day is seriously the worst this year.” He sighs, a look of disappointment on his face. “No it’s not, Lou. You can’t help it if you’re on tour. I understand that.” “But, I promised you. I promised we’d spend time together and that we’d spend every holiday with one of our families. Look, the year’s just started and I’ve already broken a promise!” He tugged on his hair in frustration, angry with himself. “If it’s bothering you that much then you can make it up to me when you get back, take me out to dinner or something, I don’t care, just stop beating yourself up about this.” You said and noticed that Louis’ whole appearance seemed to brighten up. “How about I take you to some topical island so have dinner to make it up to you…”

Liam: “It’s a bit cold, Liam. Can I go grab my jacket from your car?” You said, rubbing your arms in an attempt to shield them from the harsh air. Though Liam was hugging you and sharing his body warmth with you, it just didn’t seem like enough compared to the cold of the blanket that you were lying on in the open field. “I’ll go, babe. It’s almost time for the fireworks to start so I don’t want you freezing before then.” He chuckled, releasing you from his hold and jogged to his car. “Here you are, my angel. Now we can relax.” The next few moments were quiet, just enjoying each other’s, company until Liam spoke up. “I love you, y/n. I really do,” He mumbled into your ear, pressing a few kisses which sent shivers through your body. “Happy Valentines to the love of my life…”

Niall: “Wow,” You said in awe, looking at what was practically a buffet on your dining room table. “D-Did you do all this, Niall.” “Um, w-well, kinda. Harry might have helped me a bit…” He stuttered; suddenly shy about his act of love. “And by a bit, I mean he did all the cooking. Anyways, there’s a dress upstairs for you. You said you didn’t have any red dressed so I took initiative and went out to buy you one—but, if you don’t like it, I completely understand. I mean, I don’t ex-” You cut him off by smashing you lips against his, allowing him to push his tongue into your mouth. “I’m sure I’ll love it, Niall. I just can’t believe you went through all this—well, but Harry through this…” You both burst out laughing, you could imagine Harry complaining the entire time about how he shouldn’t have to do this and Niall just telling him to ‘Shut up and cook’. ‘Go get changed then we can eat, baby girl. You can have dessert after dinner but only if you’re a good girl…”

Zayn: “Oh my gosh…” You said in shock, as soon as you stepped through door to see everything dark but, with the slight moon light that was slipping past the curtains, you saw a pathway leading to the bedroom. Once you got to the room, it was beautiful. Only being lit with your favorite scented candle, rose peddles covered the floor and bed as Zayn lied there, unaware of your presence since he was on his phone. “Did you seriously do all of this for me?” You asked Zayn, causing him to jump since he didn’t know you were there. “Y-Yeah,” He said, suddenly nervous of what you would think. “Y-You always said that you wanted a night like the one in those movies. So, here you go…”

Harry: “This was supposed to be romantic…” He mumbled in disappointment. He had sent you on a relaxing spa day with your friends so that he would have time to prepare for everything he wanted to do tonight and you were supposed to be home. “Harry,” You said happily, searching the house for him. “What are you doing?” You said, seeing Harry watching you approach with sad eyes. “Harry, what’s wrong? I thought you were excited for tonight… Or did you change your mind…” “No, No, y/n. Never. I’ve just had an awful day. I wanted our first time to be something for you to remember so I tried to make us dinner but then Louis called and I forgot I was cooking. So, then, the fire alarm went off and I came into the kitchen to see part of it on fire then I f-” You interrupted his sentence by pushing your lips against his. “Shut up, Haz. I don’t give a fuck about that. Just being with you will make our first time special; I don’t need some extravagant dinner. I just need you.”

He fancies you

► Summary: When a hunt ends involving Lucifer your brothers finally find out something that happened a few nights ago and you were too scared to confess

► Characters: Y/N, Sam, Dean, Castiel and Lucifer

►  Word Count:  1,337

► Warnings: None I think, maybe some sassy Lucifer and bad language

► A/N: Writting this for the third week of “Supernatural Hiatus Writing Challenge” created by @one-shots-supernatural and the prompt for this third week was: “There’s an interesting story behind that ”. I would like to dedicate this imagine to my lovely “Supernatural” fangirl partner @laratoxic

Hope you all enjoy reading it as I enjoyed writing it! :3



The situation was wrong, very wrong.

What seemed to be a ordinary hunt involving some demons turned into a face to face time with Lucifer itself, again.

Of course you didn’t know you were going to meet him, so you were not ready for that and he took advantage of your disadvantage. It was a funny game for him, as always.

Your two brothers were pushed against the walls without the ability of moving none of his members. You were sitting on an old woody chair.

The demons there were attentive to any movement of yours, even the slightest. Lucifer was walking freely around the room instead, enjoying the vision of the three Winchesters at his mercy.

“How have you being going love?” He asked resting his hands on your shoulders and starting to massage them. “It’s been a long time since we met for the last time”

“Get your hands out of her!” Dean achieve to threat before Lucifer made him stay silent with a mild movement with one of his fingers.

“Dean please, I’m talking to her right now. Did not your mommy teach you to do not interfere with private conversations?” His eyes went to you again “Besides, your sister and I have so much to talk about” he kneeled to reach your ear with his mouth “Isn’t it right love?”

“Piss off” you spat rolling your eyes

“Oh come on, I’m sure you do remember everything from that night”

“Nothing happened that night asshole”

“Well… Then let’s say that I’m sure you remember what almost happened that night. Is it better?”

“Go to hell” you said and he started to chuckle

“You know what? I love when someone says that to me. I find it funny as hell” he was still laughing “You guys got it? As hell!” No one said anything. Dean and Sam were still looking at him wanting to kill him “Okay… though public” Lucifer started to walk towards them with a smile on his face, gloating of the moment. When he was standing just in front of your brothers his smile became wilder and you knew exactly what he was going to say. Dean and Sam were going to be so, so angry and confused. They were not going to like it at all. “Have somebody told you two how good kisser your little sister is?”

And the bomb fell and exploded when the two male Winchesters opened their eyes in distinct expressions on surprise and misunderstanding. Lucifer looked like a child who was enjoying seeing their two worst enemies fighting each other.

“You’ll see, there’s an interesting story behind that. If I have to be honest I never thought it would work so well when I started with the plan, but hell yes it worked! That little bunch of demons a few nights ago on that bar?” He asked and stayed silent as if the Winchesters were going to answer him “They were just a bait for you to leave her alone on the hotel room and then my truly plan could start. Your little sister is a rebel, that’s something we all know and when she went to the bar of the hotel I was already there. I had a little help for that thing of changing my whole appearance and when she came into the bar she met a handsome, smart and flirty stranger there” He pointed at himself with his thumbs while he said me just moving his lips, a proud smile on them. “I have to say it love” He turned around to look at you “I thought you were going to be as boring as your brothers, but you’ve happened to be so much more interesting. I mean, I’m not saying you’re just hot, which of course you are, but I had a really good time on that bar with you. Anyway, I’m getting off topic” He turned around to your brothers again “So, while you were getting distracted by some of my demons I spent a really good time with her; we talked, we danced and finally I made the step. It was difficult, she wants a boy to work hard for her but I finally could make her go into my room. We were in the middle of a very passionate kiss when…” He started laughing again while your brother stares were killing him even harder than before “I couldn’t act anymore and she realized who she was about to… well, you know with”

“How do we know you’re not lying? She would have said it to us” Sam said

“Oh really? Maybe because she was embarrassed Sam! For God’s sake you don’t know a thing about her or what?” Sam’s jaw tensed “I know you two are hating me right now and it’s ok I guess, but just don’t blame her” He smiled and his words surprised you. Why the hell was he trying to cover your mess up? “It’s me who put my eyes on your sister and… I’m sorry guys, but I don’t have any intention of leaving her alone”

“It’s that a threat?” Sam asked with his jaw so tensed it had to hurt.

“Please Sam, we’re pals! Stop thinking of me as a threat” He said again acting like a child “Wouldn’t it be nice to have me in your family? Oh man Christmas dinners would be so interesting!”

The building started to shiver. The demons shared confused looks between them while Lucifer just rolled his eyes and snorted.

“So sorry I have to go guys, I was having a good time” He said to your brothers before approaching to you “And to you love, make yourself sure we will meet again” He promised before leaning and kissing your forehead his smile still on his face. He winked at you before disappearing. A few seconds before Castiel appeared there with a few more angels. You and your brothers could move now, but you didn’t want to approach them, you were certainly scared.

~

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Dean asked from the driver’s seat of the Impala

“You would have been angry at me, just like you’re now” You said without looking either of them.

“What did I miss?” Castiel, who was sitting beside you, asked frowning

“It seems like Lucifer fancies our sister” Dean answered

“What does that mean?” The angel asked again

“That Lucifer likes Y/N in that way” Sam said this time and Dean smiled a little

“What’s so funny to you?” You asked him crossing your arms.

“What have you done to catch his attention kiddo?”

“What? Dean please! It’s not my fault, I didn’t do nothing, I didn’t even know it was him!”

“You better don’t kiddo, you better don’t. I don’t want those Christmas dinners” He said joking. You knew he was joking because he really thought the situation was kinda funny, but you also knew he was worried.

“Don’t worry, okay? I won’t be near him again”

“Why not?” Castiel asked “Maybe that could be a good bait to him if the really fancies her” Sam and Dean shared stares.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea” Sam said.

“It’s a good idea Sam, but it’s dangerous as hell for her”

“He won’t do anything to me” You said

“How do you know that?” Dean talked to you in that older brother condescension that annoyed you so much you couldn’t help but try to annoy him back

“We’ve been alone for a while and hurting me was the last thing he wanted to do, trust me Dean” You said with a cynical smile that made Dean look at you as if he wanted to kill you.

“Shut up”

“If I didn’t know you I would say you enjoy this situation of Lucifer fancying you…” Castiel whispered on your ear and you looked at him, grateful of the dark night because you probably were blushing.

“How can you think that Cas? Of course not” You said, but not that sure.

Quick Rant about Plot Twists.

A well-executed plot twist isn’t a fucking sucker punch. It doesn’t shit all over what has already been established in a narrative. 

The Red Wedding in George R.R. Martin’s A Storm of Swords was a brilliant plot twist, not because it’s “impossible” to see it coming but because in hindsight it’s so bloody obvious what’s happening. The entire narrative is instilled with this sense of dread, distrust and discomfort that peaks at the wedding, right before the “bedding” is initiated and the slaughter begins. The narrative makes it very clear that neither the Boltons nor the Freys can be trusted from the very beginning. They could, and would, do something so terrible. And yet, when it happens, it’s still gut-wrenching and shocking—even though you realize, in retrospect, there’s no way things could’ve been headed in any other direction.

The ending of Bioshock Infinite was one of the best plot twists, ever, simply because you spend the entire game getting evidence of the “big reveal” thrown in your face, and yet it’s still shocking when the “big reveal” comes to light. Every audio log, the prophet-and-false-prophet monikers, the nature of Elizabeth’s powers, Comstock’s mysterious past, the themes of rebirth and the “butterfly effect”, the fact that DeWitt doesn’t know anything about Columbia (despite its existence being “common knowledge”) but people in Columbia are apparently familiar with him…it’s so obvious in retrospect, but the first time it plays out in front of you, it’s a total shock. 

The “face of Castor” reveal in season 2 of Orphan Black was, likewise, a brilliant plot twist. It built off of what was already there, and even though it was extremely shocking, it made perfect sense within the narrative, given what we already knew and what we didn’t yet know. 

The “big reveal” about the Bates family’s secret halfway through season 1 of Bates Motel—the reveal that effectively shifted the POV of the season from Norman to Norma—was also an excellent plot twist. Why? It’s hinted at from the very beginning—it’s shocking, but at the same time, it makes sense. It’s taking what we already know—that there is something SERIOUSLY suspicious about how Norman’s father died—and twists it around in a way that, while shocking, also fits in perfectly with the narrative and makes perfect sense.

Another good plot twist was the truth about Snape’s loyalty coming out in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Yeah, some people had figured it out already, but it was brilliantly executed—there’s evidence of Snape’s true allegiance scattered throughout the entire series, and although some found it surprising that Snape was actually loyal to Dumbledore—and more than that, to Lily—the whole time, it fit with what we knew about his character. It gave us a new perspective on earlier events in the series rather than shitting all over them. 

I could keep going. There are so many examples of excellent, well-executed plot twists in pop culture and beyond.  

However. 

I didn’t decide to write this little rantblog because there were so many awesome plot twists out there, I decided to write it because some individuals (glances pointedly at David Benioff, Dan Weiss and Bryan Cogman) seem confused about what a “plot twist” actually is. And it’s frustrating.

Doing something “shocking” for the sake of shock factor, in a way that doesn’t build off of any previous material (or even seems to act in direct opposition to previous material) is not a “plot twist”—it’s cheap emotional manipulation of the audience and pretty lousy storytelling. Pretty much every so-called “plot twist” in Game of Thrones falls into this category, even where they didn’t fall into that in the books—the show often takes book events so drastically out of context that they lose all meaning and become something entirely different. Take, for example, the show’s version of Arya’s going blind. It is removed from its context in an effort to construct a visually and dramatically SHOCKING moment. I can imagine the writers talking in their little writer’s room and saying “Wouldn’t it be cool if TKM had like 10 different masks on that were all removed IN ORDER and then the last one was Arya’s OWN FACE, and then Arya went blind?” Sure, it looks cool, but dear god where do I even start with this. Haven’t they already established EARLIER IN THAT SAME SEASON that the “masks” are the faces of dead people? And don’t forget that the Faceless Men can only change their faces, not their physical weight, build, etc.—but that pretty clearly had to happen there, didn’t it? Disregarding a narrative’s internal logic and characterization for a moment of shock value isn’t a plot twist, it’s trying too hard to be EDGY&SHOCKING and in the process just coming across as nonsensical and (quite honestly) stupid. That’s an example of something that was an effective plot twist in the books, but got lost in translation to the screen. However, the two best examples of “cheap shots” (as I’ll be calling these narrative sucker-punch EDGY&SHOCKING moments from now on) in the narrative came in season 5, both of which were non-canon (I consider the books canon and the show essentially fanfic)—the deaths of Myrcella and Shireen Baratheon. If you spend the entire season establishing why these deaths are NOT GOING TO HAPPEN and trying to build audience emotional investment in these characters, SPECIFICALLY for the purpose of making it “hit harder” when they are killed off, and then play out their deaths in the most sensationalized way possible, you’re not being clever or unexpected or shocking. You’re (again) trying too hard to be EDGY&SHOCKING and your narrative is suffering for it. At this point, to my mind, Game of Thrones itself is the equivalent of the 12-year-old kid who gets driven to the mall by his mother on the weekends and then goes to the Hot Topic store and say “I HATE EVERYTHING YOU CAN ALL JUST BURN” and wears Green Day t-shirts and grocery-store-bought black hair dye and puts lit cigarettes in his mouth without inhaling. It’s trying way too ridiculously hard to be “edgy and hardcore” to the point that it’s not even funny. It’s just…honestly kinda sad. 

If you rely on “sucker-punch” SHOCKING moments and cheap shots (which are NOT the same as genuine plot twists) to carry your story, that’s your prerogative…just don’t blame me when I absolutely cannot, for the life of me, take your writing seriously. If you can’t build any sort of audience investment or empathy in your narrative then you’re probably writing the wrong kinds of stories and need to try a different genre (or different field altogether). 

Just…had to rant for a minute there, thank you all. 

Scripts And Stars - Part 3

Summary: AU: Dan is an actor, auditioning for a new role in a film written by a revolutionary young writer by the name of Phil Lester.

Words: 1.4k (done per chapter)

Warnings: References to alcohol

A/N: PART 3!!!!!! here is part 3 it’s part 3. I’m planning to write at least ¾ more chapters after this if people like it!!!! also special thanks to this loser for helping me draft plots and being kinda cool

PART 1 HERE // PART 2 HERE

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#8 Neighbor!5SOS: You Realize Your Feelings And Things Change

[Requested: Yeeeee :D]

Junior Year Perspective/ After College Perspective (for Ashton’s Part)

Michael

You didn’t know if it was the fact that Valentines Day was around the corner or that Cupid was actually able to hit you with one of his arrows, but as of lately you started to feel something in your chest every time you were by Michael. He was growing older, still slightly immature as always, but you could see a difference in him. It was junior year and it seemed that everyone was getting into a relationship left and right. You wondered if there was some Oprah givaway, “you get a boyfriend, you get a girlfriend, you all get significant others!” When you were younger, you knew that not many girls liked Michael because he was apparently, “intimidating” in his appearance. Everyone since elementary school knew you as the fearless girl who was actually able to befriend him regardless, but that has changed over the years. You admitted to yourself that it was eventually going to happen, girls were going to see him how you do. They were going to see that funny side of him, how he always tends to get passionate about his interests, and definitely that smile you were so used to seeing. You first realized your feelings when you and Calum were waiting for Michael to meet up with Luke and then meet up with the two of you. Calum was of course Michael’s best friend, and he had a solid theory of you and Michael having feelings for each other. “So, I’ve been thinking.” He starts. “Calum, no matter how many times you are going to bring it up, it’s never going to happen. You could make a slide show and I still would disagree.” You said. “Woah, a little a little sassy today aren’t you (Y/N).” He says before continuing what he was sing, “well I heard from Mike that he was planning something. He said that he was going to do something big during Valentines Day. I think it involves you.” He says and your heart started to give you that unfamiliar thump. “You’re kidding me right?” You said. “I’m dead serious, I mean he won’t tell me because he knows I’m going to tease, but I’m pretty sure it’s you.” “No, it just can’t.” You said shaking your head. “(Y/N).” Calum says and you ignore him, “He can’t like me, it is impossible.” You said with having a flashback to elementary. “(Y/N)!” Calum says snapping you out of it, “you’re blushing.” He says simply and you cover your face. “You know you always do when I bring it up, and did you know whenever he is talking to him you get this look.” He says before picking up his bag. “What look?” “Like you love the sound of his voice.” he says before looking at the direction Luke and Michael were walking from. You all chilled at Michael’s house listening to them, and their new drummer Ashton who came by minutes later, practice for a new song. You told him you were heading to his room to nap and he said he would wake you when they were finished. You headed up to his room and plopped onto his bed with the conversation you had with Calum buzzing into your mind. You sat up and was debating if you should snoop or not, but you didn’t need to, the evidence was in front of you. On Michael’s desk there was a mix CD, you opened it to see the track and found a lot of songs that the both of you really liked, and at the end of the list had a small confession. You tore your eyes from reading any further and placed the CD back to where it was. You laid back down to try and process what was going on, what this feeling was. You shut your eyes really tight and opened them feeling the words on the tip of your tongue, “I like you.” You said feeling your heart lift up from the words. You couldn’t take a nap, you were wide awake for 4 hours and heard the boys leaving. You heard the door open, “I thought you were sleeping?” Michael said before sitting in front of you. “I realized I wasn’t really tired.” You said looking at your hands. “Your face says otherwise.” He says grinning and pointing out your dark circles that you got from studying. “Anyway, I have something important to talk about with you…” He says and your eyes widen. “I need advice…. There is this girl who I’ve liked for a while and I kinda just realized it.. It’s just that…” He says hesitating. “That??” You said pressing the question. “I don’t know if she likes me back, we have a pretty good friendship going on and I feel like I’ll bomb it if I drop the question.” “Go for it…” You said. “What?” “Dude, just go for it… I really think she would like you back.” You said smiling at him genuinely. “Be prepared to see me be a total dork on Valentines Day.” He says grinning at you. “I expect it.” You said before deciding to head home. Once you got to your room you started to feel your heartbeat through your ears. You grabbed your phone freaking out with Calum about how Michael may have been dropping hints about you. His only reply was, “that jerk, he tells you but not his best friend?” With a stream of happy and laughing emoticons. On Valentines day you were expecting to get a surprise from Michael at any moment, but the day was going on as usual. You didn’t see him anywhere, not during passing, or during lunch, but after school you did from your class on the second floor. The bell had rung and you stayed a bit to finish your worksheet, and when you went back to your desk you saw him with another girl and the mix CD he had on his desk. You looked at the door who had Calum out of breath and gave you a worried face knowing that he was too late to stop you from looking out the window. He gave you a sympathetic look and you gave him a smile. “Dude, I told you.” You said patting his shoulder and heading home. Half way to your house you then got a text from Michael saying that he was successful, you replied with a cheeky reply like, “bruhhh get that B) congrats!” and then shoved your phone back into your pocket. You felt that even if he had a girlfriend, it wouldn’t change anything, your friendship will always be the same and that was worth it. When the weekend came along you were heading to Michael’s as usual to ask if he wanted to hang. Karen was there in the kitchen and said that he was upstairs as usual with a slight smile on her face. When you got to his door you stopped hearing a girls giggle inside. You didn’t knock, you didn’t say a word, you just realized that you could no longer do this anymore. You couldn’t casually go to his house, hang in his room, and expect to stay pass midnight. He has a girlfriend, there was going to be boundaries, and this feeling started to hit you hard. You went back down and said goodbye to Karen, making up some lie that you had to go back home. You started to walk back fast and realized that Calum was in front of your house, he stood up, and automatically went for a hug feeling your tears fall from your eyes. “It wasn’t me, it was never me.” You said with your voice cracking. “I’m sorry…. It’s my fault (Y/N) for the false assumption…. I’m so sorry.” He said giving you a big hug back.

Calum

You got a long with Calum’s friends, even Luke who was usually shy and kept to himself. The two of you had developed a habit of having random and strange conversations, which you didn’t mind because it amused you. This time the conversation was a little serious in which he asked a rather personal question, “what is the deal with you and Calum?” “Deal? there is no deal.” You said messing up his hair. He combed his fringe with his fingers and looked at you seriously, “I’m serious (Y/N), I mean the way you two act just seems a little more. You’ve never thought about it?” He asks and you took a moment to reflect. Did Calum make you feel a certain way? Every time he smiled you just felt happy, like your day just got 20% better, but could you consider that love? “What’s with the sudden topic anyway?” You said avoiding the question and Luke just didn’t answer. You saw the front doors of the school open and saw Calum and a girl talking and hug. She waved him goodbye and headed to her friends who were waiting for her at the front. Calum approached the two of you feeling like his world was like a happy musical. He had a big grin and sat between the two of you and put his arms around both of your shoulders. “Guys, it is such a wonderful day today, really.” He said. “Sooo, why are you all smiles Mr. Hood?” You asked grinning but with your heart pounding harder in your chest. “Luke already knows this, it’s a bit embarrassing to say.” Calum says putting on his impression of those teenage girls from sitcoms. You nudged him and he laughed, “I think I am in love.” He said, “that girl is in one of my classes and we’ve been talking a lot…We have leveled up to hugging and playing with each other’s hands. "So much fluff.” Luke said and Calum grinned and stood up. “Alright, off to Michael’s house, time for practice or Ash might scold me.” He said before walking ahead. “So…” You said to Luke. “That was the reason I asked…. Are you okay?” “Y-Yeah, I’m okay, I’m so happy for him.” You said grinning and tried to catch up to Calum. You sat in the garage listening to them practice over a song that Calum wrote. The band had started writing a lot of songs when Calum brought up a few he had saved. “I think we should scrap this one.” Calum said. “This is the third one we scrapped.” Michael says playing a chord on his guitar and looked at the pile. “What do you think (Y/N)?” He asked. “I really like anything you guys play.” You said and he smiled at you. You felt your heart flutter and you stood up saying you needed to wake up your legs. Michael called break and everyone just broke into conversation. You went to the backyard and went into a squat covering your face. “Why now?” You asked yourself. “Why what?” You heard Luke say from behind. You looked up at him then to the grass. Luke sat beside you and was silent for a moment, “you know…. It isn’t too late… He didn’t confess, I feel like it’s too early to confess right? You have time, just don’t wait too long.” He says. “It has always been him… Right?” You said to yourself but smiled thinking of those caring memories with him. Even though you said you would tell Claum how you felt, the timing was just bad. He had soccer practice, then band practice, then his history teacher thought it was a great idea to give them a big test to study for Friday. The week has gone by fast and you knew your chances were running thin. You sat on the swing of your old, yet still standing, playground and noticed the worn out soccer ball near the edge of your yard. You picked up the ball and traced Calum’s poorly written name and smiled slightly. You traced the words, “I love you” and your smile faded. You heard the back door open and close and Calum rushing out. “Oh…. Yeah, sorry about the ball again.” He said looking at your hands. “It’s okay really, you look happy and out of breathe.” You pointed out. “Oh, I have a reason, so that girl in my class I told you? I confessed and we kinda just…. Kissed.” He said grinning with that smile. “Second base?” You said trying to keep your mood up for him. “Second freaking base!” He said, “so, what about you? Though out the week I saw you but I wasn’t able to get to you. Did you need to tell me something?” He asked and you looked at the ball. “Uh… Not really, I have such bad timing and I kinda just forgot.” You said and passed him the ball. “Oh…. Well okay… I’m gonna head inside, I just ran from school and I kinda feel meh. I’ll see you later (Y/N).” He said waiving at you and headed inside. You stood there for a moment or two and went inside yourself.

Ashton

A part of you was in denial of liking Ashton, a part of you didn’t want to like him because of the situation you were in. He was literally your sunshine and the fear of losing that one day just scared you. The feelings were spiking up as of recently when your parent’s were fighting about your status in the house. Your step-father complained how you aren’t in college with a proper job, and that being a barista wouldn’t get you anywhere. Your mother defended saying that you could have gone if he didn’t hog the money for his beer and personal reasons, and the yelling continued almost every night. You always looked to Ashton for help, but couldn’t help but feel like you were bothering him and relying on him too much. As of lately he spent a lot of time on his phone, talking to someone that went to school with the both of you. You didn’t question it and tried to pass everything as okay. “Oh yeah… There is a party coming up on the weekend, want to go?” He asks smiling. “Sounds better than staying here.” You said smiling. “Great, we also gotta pick up Michael, he may not look it but he is up for parties.” He says with a grin. “I remember the last time there was a party, hah he was totes owning the dance floor.” You said smiling, “I know right?” Ashton says nodding his head. You heard the yelling die down and you told Ash that you were going to head back and sleep. He waved at you and retreated back into his room looking back at his phone smiling before closing the window. You did the same and shut everything before flopping onto your bed. You buried your face into the pillow and tried to figure your heart out and get it sorted. On the weekend you and Ashton drove to Michael’s house and headed to the party. It already got started and when you entered, everyone was already dancing to some really up beat song that has been on the charts for 2 weeks. “Ash-” You said looking to only find him disappear immediately into the crowd. “You know he’s going to meet that person he’s always talking to on the phone.” Michael says bluntly standing next to you with his hands in his pockets and his head bobbing to the music. “Oh.” You said awkwardly and stood next to him listening to the music. “So are you okay with that?” Michael asks and you looked at him, “why wouldn’t I be okay with it?” You asked, “because it’s obvious you like him, and you know, if he get’s a girlfriend, nothing stays the same.” He says looking to the side, “Listen, I don’t know the type of bond you have but I believe that if you confessed, Ashton would like you right back.” He says. “Michael…. I like him, a lot, it’s just conflicting, I don’t want to mess up what I have with him now.” You said covering your eyes with your hand an taking a moment to let it sink in. “It’s going to hurt living with the things you didn’t say… You don’t need to date him, you can just tell him.” He says looking at you. “I’ll think about it.” You said and gave him a small smile, “anyway, go dance, the music is calling you.” “Why do you think I’m slowly inching away?” He says giving you a grin and diving into the crowd of dancing people. After the party you have been trying to figure out ways to tell Ashton how you felt about it. You decided to write on a piece of paper and stick it onto his window. You wrote the words over and over, you kept writing the messages to long, or too short. You settled with a simple, “I like you” and felt content with it. You then turned your attention to your mother yelling again, stood up, and felt worried. You went downstairs and saw the conflict, you started to get involved, comforting your mother and trying to defend her in any way you could. Your step-father grabbed you by the arm and dragged you upstairs pushing you back to your room telling you to know your place and slammed the door. You paced back in froth in your room trying to figure out what to do, but your mind went straight for Ashton. You opened your window and knocked on his, he opened it and looked a little dressed with his hair a bit neat, and his casual going out clothes, “u-uhm….. I was wondering …. Your room?” You asked with your sentence a bit broken up. “O-oh… Uh, (Y/N), about that, I kinda need my room today… I have a friend coming over and I think I really like her so….  Just for today?” He asked with pleading eyes. “Oh, yeah, of course no worries, it isn’t that bad anyway. Kill it, alright you stud muffin?” You said instantly smiling at him and he smiled back saying he would make up for it. The both of you closed your windows  and you knew that it was all going to change. Days would pass and once in a while you would see that girl visit Ashton’s room. You tried hard avoiding the window but it was impossible since it’s the first thing you see when you enter your room. With your curtains covering the window you stared forward and held up the note. You ripped up the thing you never said and moved on.

Luke

Ashton was the missing piece to the band and you honestly really liked having him around. He was always so nice and chatted with you once in a while. On some occasions he would bring up how his high school experience was, and explained it in an old man impression starting it off like, “back in my day…” even though you guys didn’t have much of an age gap. On the weekend you were buying some extra groceries for your mom that she needed for dinner. You took the bus there, and was definitely not looking forward to taking the bus back and then walking to your house. You waited for the next bus which was going to be 45 minute wait until a car pulled up next to the bus stop, “(Y/N)!” Ashton said rolling down the window. “O-Oh, hi Ash.” You said shyly. “Uh, do you need a ride?” He asked. “Y-You sure?” “Yeah, I’m heading to Luke’s anyway.” He said and you smiled and thanked him before getting in the front seat. The two of you had a small talk of why you were out, what your mom was making, and just how you were in general. He stopped the car at an intersection that took forever to change lights, during that time Ashton decided to ask something a little personal, “so…. I’ve been in the band for a good solid 2 months and… You and Luke… Are you….?” “No, we’re just really good friends.” You said looking down at the bag of groceries. “Oh I see, it’s just that… You guys are really close, he talks really fondly of you.” He says tapping on his steering wheel. “That’s cool.” You said smiling. “…. Do you like him though?” Ashton asked and you sputtered again, “n-no, no. Not really, we’re just… Just friends.” You said and Ashton smiled. “I swear the two of you are so cute. You guys are like awkward baby turtles.” He says before pressing down the peddle and moving forward when the light turned green. “You sure you don’t have anything for him? I promise I’m not a snitch, it’s just that…. You kinda show it (Y/N).” “I do?” You said looking at him. “Yeah, you look out for him and care a lot about him… You’re really telling me you have never thought about the possibility of seeing him more than a friend?” He asks and stops in front of both you and Luke’s house. “There were moments….. I just thought it was because of the situation.” You said and opened the door. “Ah well, don’t let my words influence you, really.” He says with a worried expression. “No, it’s really okay Ashton, thank you for the ride!” You said before getting out of the car and heading to your house. That night you were reflecting on what Ashton said, did you think of Luke as anything more than just a friend? You thought back, way back, to when you were 6. How you gave him that flower and was happy to make him your first friend, how later on you accepted him while other’s thought he was different. You liked him in any and every way, even if he was chub back then, and really skinny now. You liked his long messy hair then, and his fringe floppy hair now. You liked how he laughed, and how he would scrunch his nose, liked how he was taller than you, how he would sing in a higher pitch to his favorite songs. You liked everything about him with a strong feeling. “Well… It’s not like he would feel the same.” You said to yourself and flash backed into middle school where he started smiling and grinning when you would avoid Jack after he rejected you and teased you about it for fun. You remembered just a moment when Jack teased you to where you said, “I don’t need you, I got Luke.” grabbing him into a hug. Your flashbacks ended and you felt your heart thump hard against your chest, “w-what was that?” You said to yourself feeling your heart beat faster every time you thought of him. You cringed and covered your face, “first Jack, now Luke? Ben better not start anything.” You said before you shut your eyes and tried to sleep. After a while you started to come into terms with your feelings, and Ashton picked up on it right away. Even though you thought the idea of you and Luke could work, there was a little gossip at school between Michael and Calum saying that Luke had a crush on someone, but they didn’t know who. You had a buzzing feeling in your heart and just hoped it was just a misunderstanding. You had no one in mind who Luke could probably have feelings for, you don’t even see him interact with a lot of girls. You were walking the empty halls after finishing a club meeting, only to hear the piano from the music room. You saw Luke playing, and a girl sitting next to him smiling. You saw his arms wrap around her waist into a hug and you felt your heart snap. “What is this….” You mumbled at the feeling and continued to walk. In the front of the school you saw Ashton waiting out his car, and Michael and Calum already inside talking and messing around. You heard the door behind you close and Luke run pass, “(Y/N)!” He said with a happy grin, “we’re going to have band practice at my place, do you wanna ride?” He asked. “Ah no. I think I’m gonna walk today, I kinda want ice cream.” You said with a forced smile. Ashton furrowed his eyebrows in concern and Luke was oblivious to it, “okay, I’ll see you later then.” He says. “Ash, let’s hit it!” Michael said from inside. “Yeah…. Okay.” He said with his voice fading before heading inside and starting the car. They drove pass you as you continued to walk and watch the car go out of the distance. “Ice cream… definitely makes everything better.” You said to yourself, trying to stay positive of the situation.

A/N:  It’s pass midnight, I have school, I feel like my fingers are falling off because this feels like the longest preference ever. I decided to just skip the me working thing, I mean, I don’t have homework due tomorrow or anything…. I’m just… Yeah, I’ll do it tomorrow XD I hope you like this, and I hope it doesn’t seem like it’s dragging. I literally have a plan for this and there is an estimate of 6 parts left. Thank you those who requested or sent me a message :D

(Also that anon who was asking if they were gonna go out…. yeahhhh sorry, it didn’t turn out like that :0)

Thank you again

Neighbor!5SOS

#1- Young First Impressions

#2- Making Friends On The First Week of School

#3- Summer Sleepover

#4- The Class Thinks You’re Dating and Teases You

#5- Middle School Crushes

#6- High School and Social Media

#7- You Meet The Band

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June 13th: Concert & Loft 89 Experience

SOOOO a lot of people have been asking about my experience at  the 1989 show in Philly yesterday and also the Loft 89 meet and greet after. So imma tell y’all about it. Because it was honestly the best night of my entire life. 

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Q & A with Bleach Lists Girl


As requested by obscuroangelo. :)


Today’s Q & A is a little different, insofar as it’s not with a Bleach character but rather with me, the blogger who writes this blog (commonly known as BLG). Normally in these Q&A posts I go for the questions that seem the silliest and try to give silly answers, but man! You guys asked me such sweet and serious questions! So I guess I’ll go ahead and answer them honestly! There were too many questions for me to answer them all, but here are the answers for some. And thank you to everyone who participated! 


1. cant-kill-this-dragon said: What inspired you to create Bleach Lists? / benjaminblue101 said: what gave you the idea to start bleach list / suns3ta said: How did this idea of Bleach Lists came and how was it after the few lists? / thekuchikiclan said: Where did you get the idea for this blog? / kalikia said: What inspired you to make Bleachlists?

BLG: Bleach Lists started because I got really into Avatar: The Last Airbender. Oddly enough, I guess.

BLG: Zuko was my favorite character from ATLA, and I made this list of my favorite Zuko quotes with sarcastic commentary. I decided that this was the funniest thing ever, and so I showed it to all of my friends who I thought would be interested….all two of them.

BLG: One of the two (she was also my roommate) suggested that if I wanted to share it around, I should try out this website called ‘tumblr’ and post it there. So I did. That was the start of my first list blog, ATLA Lists.

BLG: At the same time, my roommate and I were watching Bleach (I had watched it already, and was rewatching it to show her). I became really obsessed with Bleach, and just had a lot of feelings that I needed to share. So I decided to start a new list blog about Bleach.

BLG: This was terrifying, because I didn’t think I knew enough about Bleach or about its fandom, and I was afraid that I would be laughed out of town.

BLG: And in fact, my first few lists were resolutely ignored, so I sorta shrugged and decided that a Bleach blog wasn’t going to happen.

BLG: But (this story is almost over, I promise!) I had this idea for one more list, which was about how people said the word “bankai,” based largely on the way my roommate made fun of Ichigo’s ridiculously long pauses between the two syllables. 

BLG: That list was the first one that got the tone right, and also the first one that people actually noticed and liked. So I decided to keep on writing lists. Eventually, Bleach Lists took off and I, um, abandoned my original ATLA blog (sorry, ATLA Lists!).


2. our-flame-never-goes-out said: when you started this blog, did you expect that it would become what it is today?

BLG: Definitely not!

BLG: All of my expectations were based on my ATLA blog, which only received 1 request ever (although I begged for them), and whose lists usually received like 7 notes.

BLG: But you guys! You’re hardcore about Bleach! And also very sweet! So you made this blog take off way more.


3. lykanr7 said:
Which zanpakuto would you have if you were a shinigami? / renruki-fan said: If you were a shinigami, what would be your zanpakuto like? / duende71 said: If you woke up and had a zanpakuto, what do you think your shikai and bankai would be like? / cute-assassin29 said: What zanpakuto would you like to have? And why? / happypanda4444 said: What type of Zanpakuto would you want to have?

BLG: Ah, the age-old zanpakuto question.

BLG: Now, I am not the greatest at coming up with new powers (unlike my old roommate, who is the best at it), but this is what I have.

BLG: My real life “power” is the ability to make something out of whatever I have in front of me - like one of my professors said I had a reputation for being able to write a paper on any topic. Or there’s the whole thing where I have a blog where you guys give me topics and I make something out of them. *cough*

BLG: So I thought I’d have a power based off of that? Where my shikai would allow me to create weapons out of whatever was around me.

BLG: So….if I stabbed a wall, the wall would fall on my opponent. If I stabbed a bush, it would, um, grow legs and attack my opponent. And so on.

BLG:

BLG: This suddenly seems like a silly power.


4. otaku-child-4-life said: what squad do you think you would be put in if you were a shinigami and why? And btw you are amazing :3

BLG: Oh, thank you very much! I’m glad you enjoy it!

BLG: I’ve always imagined myself in Squad 10, actually. I work hard and I’m cool with following orders, so I thought Hitsugaya’s leadership would work for me.

BLG: In large part because the other squads wouldn’t? I am far too clumsy for Squad 2, not artistic enough for Squad 3, hate blood too much for Squad 4, can’t even kill bugs so no Squad 11, etc, etc.


5. alienbeing said:
Who would you get along best with, out of the gotei 13, if you went to SS?And who would be worst? (sorry if youve been asked this before!)

BLG: Nope, haven’t been asked this, so no worries!

BLG: Maybe I’d get on well with Matsumoto? I’m kinda nervous and high-strung myself (Isane style), so I tend to gravitate towards people who can help me, you know, chill out.

BLG: As for worst….well I think I’d be absolutely terrified of Kurotsuchi and hide whenever I saw him. Does that count?


6. xxxxanimebitchxxxx said: How do come up with what characters are going into which list?

BLG: I start out with whoever has to be there - so any characters who interact with the character that the list features (a list featuring Kensei has to have Mashiro and Hisagi, for instance) and/or who is shipped with them a lot. 

BLG: After that I just cycle through the characters in my head and add anyone for whom an amusing comment occurs to me.

BLG: Some characters are funnier to me than others, which is why some show up a lot more often. *coughs*

BLG: Sometimes if I’m stuck I use a random number generator and try to come up with a line for whichever character comes up.


7. tygerlander said: Which characters are the hardest to write as? Which are the easiest?

BLG: Hardest are the ones that I don’t really feel like I have a good sense about. Like Mashiro. I don’t have an innate feel for what makes her tick, so writing her kind of terrifies me (especially since I follow a Mashiro blog that *does* know what makes her tick! So I’m like - “I can’t do that!”)

BLG: Easiest are the main characters and the ones whose voices I can hear in my head. Like Byakuya, because he has a distinct canon personality and a distinct omake personality, and the two work really well against each other for humor, I think. 

BLG: Also I just like to make fun of him?


8. zahere-zafar-zawhereeveryouare said:
Based on powers, would you be Quincy or Shinigami? / synderflames said: Whose “race” would you like to be : Shinigami, Arrankar, Quincy, Fullbringer or Human?

BLG: As much as I like to imagine I’d be one of the cool shinigami, I have a feeling I’d do best as one of those powerless humans. 

BLG: Because I’m kind of scared of everything and I injure myself daily by running into things?

BLG: Let’s be real: if I had a zanpakuto, I would stab myself in the face.


9. 
skylar-hawthorne said: A question to the real blogger-how do you manage to make the characters act out of character and still feel in character?

BLG: I’m glad you think they bear some resemblance to canon! I think I basically try to copy the tone of the filler / omake writing.

BLG: Heavily exaggerate characteristics that are vaguely canon (Hitsguaya isn’t just good at paperwork; he is basically in love with it) and make serious characters act in silly ways (Byakuya / Ulquiorra). 

BLG: I don’t know. I guess I figure people like silliness? 


10. maou-mawxd said: Heya BLG! We all know you’re a busy gal, but how do you manage your schedule? Any tips you can share? / mlunamoore said: Alright Miss BLG. Somehow you have the superpower of writing. How do you manage to keep up with all your lists and still manage everyday life? PS you’re still as awesome as you were when you started this venture XD

BLG: Awww, thank you!

BLG: I manage my list writin’ time by basically writing lists in the cracks of my schedule - when I’m on the bus or when I need a break or really late at night when I’m too tired to do anything else. 

BLG: It also tends to be what I’m thinking about if my mind is wandering.

BLG: I-I don’t know that I have any tips, though! My current strategy is to get up early, work until dinner, and then use the evenings for spending time with my friends and/or girlfriend. 

BLG: So basically I just work a lot.


11. cixibao said: How long have you been reading and/or watching Bleach?

BLG: About three years, I guess! The blog has been going for two years, and I think I started Bleach about a year before that.

BLG: I started the manga a few months into my blog, I think.


12. ggiofon said: Which Fraccion(s) do you like the best?

BLG: My favorite fraccion is Ggio, actually! Mostly because I always loved Ggio’s design, and the fight with Soi Fon was fabulous. 

BLG: While writing this I realized that it sounded familiar, so if you want to hear baby BLG talking about her love for Ggio…..here.


13. ainsusyaga said: What characters do you feel attracted to?

BLG:

BLG:

BLG: Y-Yoruichi mostly!


14. realifezompire said: What would you do in a zombie apocalypse/how long do your think you would last?

BLG: Not long at all. I have instructed my friends to push me at the zombies as a diversion and then run.


15. squadron-of-damned said: What is the answer you always wanted somebody to ask you and you have perfect answer for it but nobody has ever asked? And what’s the answer?

BLG: I kinda love this question - thank you!

BLG: The question I choose to answer is “What power would you have if you were a Quincy?” Because I have a fabulous answer for that, which my roommate came up with.

BLG: My Quincy power would be to remove one layer from anything. So, for instance, if I were cleaning my apartment I could strip the layer of dust off of my ceiling fan.

BLG: Or in battle I could strip somebody of their skin.

BLG: It would be the coolest thing.

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BLG: um