actually my ex boyfriend looks like him

Tom Holland Imagine: Broken

Summary: after getting out of a toxic relationship, you meet a very handsome boy on your train. (Loosely based off of both Yes Girl and I Can’t Breathe by Bea Miller)

A/N: sorry for being gone for so long… writers block kicked in…😤

Warnings: physical and mental abuse


I let out a sigh of relief as the train took off down the tracks. I watched as the town I once knew and loved flew passed me. I wondered what He would do when He came home from work to find me gone. I fidgeted with the strap of my duffle bag before deciding to pull out my book to help the time pass.

“Hello? Sorry to disturb you, but would you mind if I sat here?” A voice said.

I shook my head without meeting the stranger’s eye. Yes, I would prefer to be sitting by myself but considering I bought the last ticket for this train, I knew it wasn’t going to happen. I heard the stranger let out a heavy sigh as he placed his bag under his seat.

“Whatcha readin there? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“Uh, it’s called Ordinary People. By Judith Guest. It’s my favorite book, I’ve read it like 10 times.”

“Huh, maybe I’ll read it sometime.”

“Oh you definitely should, its incredible.”

I finally looked up from my book to see a very handsome boy smiling at me.

“I’m Tom by the way.” He said as he extended his hand to me.

“Uh, I’m Y/N.” I said as I shook his hand.

“Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”

I blushed at his compliment and closed my book and looked back up at the him.

“So what’s bringing you to the city? And by train? Not many people go on these anymore.”

Tom smiled and looked out the window.

“Well, I do a lot of traveling. I’m always in the air and so I just wanted to see the trees for a change. And I’m staying in the city, actually. I just felt like I was going insane from only seeing buildings and angry people everywhere I went and I need some time to figure things out so I found the smallest town I could find outside of Atlanta and left for the weekend. What about you?”

“Uh, that’s a story for another time…”

“That’s alright. Let it be yours.”

“Well, your accent gives it away that you don’t live here, so why are you in America?”

“I’m an actor. Filming a movie.”

“Oh, I love movies! What movie are you filming?”

Tom let out a light laugh as he looked down and fiddled with his thumbs.

“Uh, Spider-Man, actually.”

“Wait, really!? I love Spider-Man! Are you the guy that plays him in Civil War? I haven’t gotten to see it yet but I want to so bad. See, my boyfri- ex boyfriend wouldn’t let me go see it.”

I looked down to avoid Tom’s confused face, hoping it would give him the hint to not ask any questions.

“Well, maybe I can take you to go see it sometime.”

“Uh, yeah! But if you don’t want to you don’t have to. I’m sure you’ve already seen it like 500 times…”

“Yeah, but never with a girl as beautiful as you.”

“Pft, are you kidding me? Have you seen Scarlett Johansson!?”

Before Tom could reply I heard my phone go off. I reached into my bag to pull it out and felt my heart stop.


He wasn’t supposed to be home this early.

I felt my heart drop to my stomach as I looked at His name written on the screen.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and turned my phone off before shoving it back in my bag.

I felt Tom’s gaze on me. I looked up and gave him a weak smile, trying to get him to drop it.

Luckily, he did.

—3 months later—

I laid on the couch, wrapped up in Tom’s arms. We started dating shortly after we met. I didn’t think I would be able to date anyone for while after what happened with Him but, Tom was different. I knew he was different because he cared.

Unlike Him. I knew He was searching for me. I had been forced to ditch my phone and buy a new one to get Him to stop calling me and leaving hurtful voicemails.

Now, 3 months later, the thoughts of Him felt like only a distant memory of a childhood nightmare.

But that quickly changed.

Tom and I were watching The Way Way Back when it happened.

First there was the pounding on the door.

“I’ll get it, love.” Tom sweetly whispered in my ear. He kissed the side of my face and got up from the couch.

I instantly missed the feeling of his arms around me. I turned my attention back to the film, thinking it was just Harrison who forgot his key again.

But then I heard it.

I heard Tom’s angelic voice asking who they were but getting cut off by a punch to the jaw.

And then His voice calling out my name.

I sat up immediately and felt my self beginning to hyperventilate.

But while I was breathing hard, it felt like there was no oxygen in my body at all.

As His figure walked into the room, I felt myself black out from fear.

I didn’t even feel Him pick me up by my hair and throw me into the glass coffee table.

I didn’t even feel the blood begin to fall from my skin from where the glass had cut it open.

I didn’t even hear Tom scream my name.

I didn’t hear Tom tackling the guy.

I didn’t hear Harrison come in and call the police.

I didn’t hear the ambulance as they asked me questions.

But I watched all of it.

I could see everything.

I could see Tom attacking Him.

I could see Tom as he stood over me, crying.

I could see his lips saying words like, “Please say something, love” or “Please don’t leave me” as tears slipped from his eyes.

I woke up hours later. I looked around and saw Tom sitting to my right, holding my hand tightly as he cried into my side.

“Tom?” I asked.

His head whipped up and let out a sigh of relief when he saw me awake. He immediately began to pepper my face with kisses and held me tightly to him.

“Thank god you’re okay. He’s gone, Y/N. They’ve locked Him up. You never have to worry about Him again. I have you and I will always protect you. I love you, Y/N. So much.”

And those words, those few words, put every little broken piece in me back together.

greatest mistake.

Originally posted by smol-kihyuns

» kihyun x reader
» ROCKBAND!AU; slight angst, fluff
» 3.876 words
» summary: “… of course Jackson knew them, he knew everyone. But somehow he had forgotten to mention that your ex was the singer.”

a/n: i love angst but it seems like i’m unable to write good endings to my one shots, also i’m rather dramatic ;_;

You had never thought you would’ve had the chance to see him again. Actually, for a fraction of second, you thought you were completely wrong, that you were seeing things, that the beer you had just downed was already playing tricks on you. But you could not be wrong, you would’ve recognized him anywhere.

Yoo Kihyun, ex-boyfriend extraordinaire, had just entered that hole of a music club, looking just as fine as the very first time you got your eyes on him.

Funnily enough, the circumstances of your first encounter had been exactly the same as now. You were out with your friends to see some bands play in a club out of town and he had walked in just like that night, jet black hair styled up, leather jacket and ripped jeans, a cocky smirk that made your head spin. You had not been able to take your eyes off of him for the whole night and when at the end of their set he came up at the counter and offered to buy you a drink, you didn’t think twice and accepted. You went home with him that night, the next day he prepared you breakfast while you sat on his kitchen counter wearing the t-shirt he had been wearing the night before and, as they say, the rest was history.

You had never experienced a love as powerful as the one you had felt for Kihyun, a feeling you still had for him even then. Your two years together had been like a hurricane, filled with a passion so strong, it took your breath away and made your knees weak. And despite all that, as time went by, things had started to change and slowly come to a stop, your day had became so static and almost aseptic, that you thought you were living in a limbo, a lifeless reality.

Kihyun had always said that music was his life and that was probably what made you fall so hard for him in the first place. He was so emotional while singing, both on stage and off stage, be it in a dull winter morning in front of the bathroom mirror or right at midnight, in front of a crowd of hundred people. It had been impossible for you not to fall for him. And while you knew that he loved you, you also knew that music somehow would’ve always been his one and only. Maybe at the beginning you might’ve been more compliant with whatever Kihyun did, from coming back at two in the morning from practices, to disappearing for weeks to go play in other cities without calling you, to when he skipped right past you to go lock himself in the studio and write down lyrics. How could you say anything? He was working so hard to achieve his dreams, who were you to stop him while he was so close to make them come true?

However, after a while your resolution had started to crack, you did not feel like you were in a relationship anymore and that was when you and Kihyun had started fighting. You wanted to have him close when you were together, as selfish and self-centered as that sounded, you had to admit that you wanted more attention. Even just a hug every now and then, a kiss on the cheek before leaving in the morning or a whispered I love you before going to bed would’ve done it.

Kihyun had said that he was not going to give up on music for anything, that he needed to work hard. And you understood him, but you also could not go on like that and pretend that you were not affected by his actions, or the lack of them.

The next day you said you wanted to broke up. You really did not know what you were expecting actually, but when Kihyun did not ask you to stay with him and just agreed, saying that would’ve been better for the both of you, you felt like your whole world had just fell down and shattered in a million pieces at your feet. You did not know if he was just too proud to admit his mistakes or he just did not care about anything. You moved out that same night after yelling the worst things you could think of, senses clouded by sadness and pain and the love that you still felt for him even while packing your bags. He did not call or text you the next day, or the next week. Or the next months.

And now Kihyun was just a few meters away from you, strutting confidently to the staff room with the rest of his band. You hated the fact that just seeing him made your heart beat faster and all the feelings you had tried to suppress and push away surface so fiercely, they made you feel dizzy.

A few minutes after, Kihyun and Minhyuk, one of their guitarist, got out of the room and walked over, sitting at the stools on the opposite side of the counter.

You were not ready to face Kihyun, you were not over him and you did not know if you would ever be. Because, even after six months, you still thought about him every night before going to bed and every morning after waking up asking yourself what he was doing. If he had found someone else. Talking to him would’ve just made you more miserable than you already were.

You grabbed your beer with shaky hands and tried to look as casual as you could as you downed it in one go. Your friend almost choked on her drink “Woah, slow it down, you are going to throw up” she took the empty beer out of your hand “What’s gotten into you?”

You bit on your bottom lip, your eyes darting for a second in Kihyun’s direction. He had his back at you, talking to Minhyuk with a glass of something in his hands. You gulped and tried to smile “I’m perfectly fine”

“If you say so … listen, Jackson said that the band that plays tonight is amazing”

Of course Jackson knew them, he knew everyone. But somehow he had forgotten to mention that your ex was the singer. You bitterly chuckled “Really?”

“Yep, he also said that they are going to sign with a major label soon …” her voice trailed off as you drowned back in your thoughts. You were torn between getting the hell out of there before he could notice you or just wait for him to do something, anything.

You felt your head spin violently at the thought of actually talking to him and the urge to throw up made you choke. You got up from you stool and tried to get your words out without stuttering too much “Actually, I don’t feel that good, I think-”

If you had just taken a moment to look around you would’ve noticed that Kihyun and Minhyuk were not on their seats anymore. However, on a spree to quickly get out of there, you did not look and it was inevitable to bump into someone. You clearly heard the sound of a glass shuttering to the floor and a string of curse uttered by a voice that made butterflies flutter in your stomach.

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  • Nakamoto Yuta
  • “Healing Smile”
  • like when you see him smile, any pain or discomfort that you feel right now instantly vanishes
  • one time, you just had a leg operation so he visited you at the hospital
  • your leg hurts as hell like boi wtf is this
  • Yuta being Yuta, brought you fruits instead of flowers
  • “You don’t need flowers”
  • “You can’t eat them so I just thought of bringing you fruits”
  • you start eating the fruits he brought and while you’re eating, he’s just watching you
  • and you’re like “WHAT?”
  • He just giggles and smiles at you
  • then BOOM
  • the pain from your leg operation just disappeared
  • when you first met him, you thought that he’s the type of guy who doesn’t take things seriously
  • because he’s so cheerful and talkative af during breaktimes at your school
  • he’s the captain of your school’s soccer team yet you see him play soccer with the younger kids during breaktime lol Yuta
  • until you saw him one time while he was practicing soccer
  • that’s when you noticed that he REALLY takes things seriously especially his love for soccer
  • that’s why he’s so good at playing it and became the team captain because he practices really hard
  • whenever you’re sad, he’s always there to do aegyos in front of you
  • which by the way makes you cringe so hard
  • but still manages to get you laugh and lessen all your worries
  • you also know about his dreams of becoming an idol
  • and you support him with it
  • so you let him leave, allowing him to pursue his dream
  • you are aware that it wouldn’t be easy
  • but never thought that it would be this DIFFICULT
  • if before you guys would talk for hours on the phone, now that they’ve debuted, you guys only get 10 minutes to talk with each other
  • sometimes, there’s an additional 20 minutes to it if you guys were lucky
  • until those calls suddenly stopped
  • “Nakamoto Yuta is currently unavailable right now. Please just leave a message right after the tone.” -BeeeEEEEeeep-
  • From “One Call Away” to “We Don’t Talk Anymore” real quick #CharliePuthZoned ok i’m such a horrible person i’m sorry hahahaha no i’m not hahahahahahaha
  • Your situation would be somehow similar to Jaehyun
  • except that the fans both love you guys
  • Only Yuta knows about the company not being in favour of your relationship
  • so the company asks him to break up with you
  • “They really said that?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!” - Hansol
  • “That’s such a foul move.” - Johnny
  • “It definitely is a foul move.” - Taeyong
  • “You guys can still date secretly. Chill out.” - Haechan
  • “Haechan, I think you’re forgetting the fact that we’re not trainees anymore.” - Yuta
  • “But (y/n) noona is really fun to be with. I wish there’s a way out of this.” - Mark
  • “Tell the company that you got her pregnant.” - Jaehyun
  • *insert the members facepalming themselves*
  • lol Jaehyun no… just no
  • yes they did give him a death glare
  • “That’s supposed to be my line Jaehyun. Jfc.” - Ten
  • The members tried to give him suggestions on how to make this easy
  • but they only ended up giving him useless and dumb suggestions
  • and that’s when they realized that it will never be easy no matter what
  • Yuta texted you that he has one week off from his work
  • you felt very excited because this means that you guys would be spending so much time together
  • but Yuta didn’t feel the same way
  • for him, it’s like a countdown towards doomsday
  • though he never let it show what’s really bothering him because oh look how beautiful and relieving his smile is
  • problems? where?
  • what is even a PROBLEM?
  • DAY 1: Yuta took you to the Korean stationery shops
  • He helped you choosing which calligraphy pens you need for your project even though they’re just the same colour but different brand.
  • He even told you “I hope you’ll use those pens when you write your love letter for me at our anniversary” yuta’s_healing_smile.jpg
  • DAY 2: He took you to your favourite Korean restaurant
  • He lets you order any food that you want but when he noticed that you only mostly ordered meat he frowns
  • “Hey, it’s not fair that you’re the only one who’s gonna eat meat”
  • “Eat some vegetables too”
  • And when you protest, he shoves a spoonful of vegetables into your mouth
  • “I just want you to be healthy that’s why I’m making you eat veggies too. I don’t want you getting sick. Who will be my food buddy once you got sick?” then he wipes away the leftover sauce on your lips
  • DAY 3: He took you out to get some bubbletea
  • Even though it’s freezing cold, you guys still got those cold bubbletea drinks you guys are weird
  • “Hey Yuta, you want to try my purple taro?”
  • “Sure”
  • But instead of tasting it through the plastic straw, he tastes it through your lips
  • and guuuuuurl, he’s a great kisser
  • DAY 4: He took you to the movies
  • He cried when the dog died
  • but he bawled his eyes out the most when the guy and the girl from the same movie broke up wow affected much
  • he cried so loud that the people inside the theatre told him to shut up and fuck off
  • so you guys didn’t end up finishing the movie and just left
  • “Omg Yuta, I’ve never seen you cry over something fictional”
  • He suddenly hugs you tight
  • “Jagiya, always remember that I love you so much, okay?”
  • “What is wrong with you Yuta? Why are you being like this all of a sudden?”
  • “Jagiya, just promise me that you’ll always remember how much I love you, okay? Don’t ever forget that, no matter what happens.”
  • DAY 5: He took you to Lotte World Ice Rink
  • You don’t even know how to skate but it didn’t matter because Yuta was there to help you
  • He would occasionally laugh at you slipping on the ice but mostly, his hands would either be holding your hands or your waist
  • which results for him to hug you a lot
  • “Yuta, how can I even skate if you’re hugging me like this?”
  • “It’s cold jagiya. Let me warm up at least.”
  • “Of course it’s gonna be cold. We’re inside an ice skating rink!”
  • On that same day, he also took you to Sky Rose Garden
  • “Woooooooow! Look at how beautiful these roses are, Yuta!”
  • “But they’re not as beautiful as you.” - Yuta
  • yaaaaaaaas boi that’s how you do it
  • you blush with what he said then he cups your face and kisses you on the lips
  • DAY 6: He took you to N Seoul Tower
  • “Why’d you bring a lock?”
  • He doesn’t answer you and just writes both of your names on the lock
  • underneath your names, he wrote: “If life won’t let us be together for now, then love will find a way to make us stay together for a lifetime in the future.”
  • this is heartbreaking Yuta why
  • stop it
  • anywayyyy…
  • you blushed a hell lot when you read what he wrote
  • your heart skipped a beat when both of you placed the lock on
  • Yuta kept the key but he said that he’s gonna leave it at the Postbox of Love so that no one finds the key for your lock.
  • DAY 7: You guys went to Yeojwacheon Stream
  • You guys just took a stroll there and kept taking pictures of each other
  • You were a little bit sad because it’s your last day of being together and after this, he’s going back to work again
  • Yuta, on the other hand, is feeling way worse
  • He’s having conflicted emotions
  • He wants to stay with you forever but he couldn’t because he has a career that he wanted to protect too
  • So he decided to do it tomorrow
  • and let you guys have your last moment as a couple
  • That evening, he cried when you guys stopped by the bridge
  • “What’s wrong?”
  • “I’m just gonna miss you so much.”
  • Then without any further ado, he kisses you again on the lips
  • but you noticed something different with his kisses
  • they were full of desperation though you didn’t mind it that much anyway
  • He whispers to you: “I love you (y/n)… gosh, I love you so much.”
  • “I love you too.”
  • dO YOU heAR ThAT?!?!?!
  • tHAT’S thE SounD OF MY HEArt BREAKing…
  • The next day, after they had a tv guesting, he asked if you guys could meet up again
  • He says that he has something to tell you
  • He went to your house looking all sullen
  • You noticed it immediately but you just waited for him to tell you what’s wrong
  • “Let’s break up”
  • You blinked twice, trying to process what he just told you
  • “I-It’s cold out here. Do you want to come inside first for a warm tea?”
  • You hoped that he would reject it but a part of you wishes that he would accept your offer
  • “I’m sorry”
  • “So I guess this is it, huh?” You tried not to cry but you start tearing up anyway
  • He nods and looks at you directly which broke you guys even more
  • “Before I let you go, may I know the reason why you’re breaking up with me?”
  • He sighs, “It’s not just gonna work out. I’m too busy. I… I can’t fulfill my duties and responsibilities towards you.”
  • “I don’t want to be unfair to you”
  • “You deserve better”
  • “Please try to be happy without me” then he left
  • Y O U   D I D   N O T   S T O P   C R Y I N G    A B O U T   I T    U N T I L  7   D  A   Y   S    L A T E R
  • You didn’t know this but three days after your break up with him, he went back to all of the places that you guys had gone together
  • He even went to N Seoul Tower and tried to take off your lock
  • yes he kept the key he didn’t leave it at the Postbox of Love
  • he failed at taking off the lock and just burst out crying
  • the members got worried because he didn’t rehearse with them for a couple of days due to him catching a flu
  • Hansol texted you and said that Yuta is sick so you went to their dorm
  • When you got there, he was sleeping
  • so you asked help from Taeyong and Jaehyun to prepare a meal for him and the other members
  • just as you guys finished cooking, Yuta woke up
  • you brought the soup that you made under Taeyong’s supervision of course to Yuta
  • he was actually surprised and confused that you’re still here
  • you guys talked casually and laughed like nothing bad happened
  • the same kind of chemistry is still there
  • “I still don’t get why we broke up”
  • “I mean, you are the best boyfriend I could ever have.”
  • You were about to cry again and looked at him in the eye, “Am I ugly Yuta?”
  • “Am I exchangeable?”
  • “No, that’s not it (y/n)”
  • “THEN WHY?!”
  • He couldn’t take it anymore and just told you everything from the fact that the company disapproves of your relationship to the day when they asked him to break up with you.
  • you felt relieved that somehow he told you the truth but you wished he could’ve told you sooner so you guys could take some proper measures for it together
  • when he was a lot better, you guys talked to the company and tried to convince them
  • and luckily, they approved it already
  • as long as it doesn’t interfere with Yuta’s obligations to his group
  • Both of you told the other members about this
  • “So can I hold your hand again?”
  • You just smiled and intertwine your hand with his
  • “My cheeks are burning”
  • He looks around to see if anyone was looking at the two of you and when he notices that no one’s watching he plants a quick but passionate kiss on your lips
  • everyday you watch him on his rehearsals
  • even on their live shows
  • you even went to one of their fansigns
  • Yuta smiled like there was no tomorrow
  • it’s because he always knew that you were one of his reasons why he loves his work so much
♡ Forbidden Fruit ♡ Chapter 3

(credit imbanny)

Chapters: Prologue / 12 /

Character: Jaebum x You

Genre: School!AU, TeacherxStudent

Summary: School never seemed to interest you, that us until a new handsome guy takes over your history lessons

Length: 2100+

A/N: Took me awhile to finally write this one, but hey a ton of drama in this one. Hope you enjoy :)

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Don’t shut me out, okay.

Request from Anonymous: Can I request something where Simon D was treating you coldly because he saw screenshots of your convo with your ex-bf that you forgot to delete before yet he couldn’t help but to make up with you at the end of the day? Kamsamnida~ 

I changed screenshots of the conversation to Whatsapp messages and I may have lost the plot halfway through :( sorry if this isn’t what you wanted…


Simon was awoken by your phone’s notifications. It has been going off for nearly 15 minutes. Who could be possibly texting you this early. Ding. You were in the shower so Simon turned over to your side of your bed where your phone was on your pillow. He turned the phone over to put in on silent but he looked at your lockscreen to see who was texting you. 

It was someone named Alan. Alan? He only knows one Alan in your circle of friends. Your ex-boyfriend, Alan. Simon was now feeling more annoyed than before. He swiped across and entered your phone’s pin. He opened Whatsapp quickly scanned through the messages and realised you two were messaging each back and forth for the past week. He put your phone back to where it was and started to think of all the worst possible scenarios. 

“Good morning handsome,” you said as you entered the bedroom. You sat in front of the vanity ready to put on your daily face. Simon didn’t reply. He was sitting on the edge of the bed staring at his phone. “Do you want to have lunch at that new sushi place near the studio?” Simon didn’t reply again. You could see from the mirror that something was bothering him. You turned around and faced him. “Hey, what’s wrong? You’re not usually this quiet in the morning”. Simon got up and took his jacket from the chair and walked out of the room. Not before murmuring under something under his breathe. But you could kind of make it out. He said something along the lines of work, busy and gotta go. You called after him but the front door was already slammed shut. 

Throughout the day, you tried calling Simon but he didn’t answer. You even called Loco and Gray but they said he has been in the recording studio and hasn’t come out. Now you were worried. What could have possibly happened between the hours of him going to bed and waking up. Something must have happened to him otherwise he wouldn’t be acting like this. You kept on messaging him and finally, he replied. Hallelujah! It wasn’t a long message but all he said “I’m busy atm. Pls stop calling and messaging me and stop bothering Loco and Gray. They have better things to do”. You read the message more than once. Simon usually doesn’t mind if you’re constantly messaging him, let alone bothering the guys. He even recommends it because the boys are always working hard and that they need a break. Your lame jokes always work well with them. 

You called him again and again. Screw what he said about bothering him. You need to know what has gotten him in a bad mood. His bad mood have rubbed onto you and the next thing you know is you’re on the way to the office. 

“Is he still in his recording studio?” you asked Loco. Loco nodded and pointed down the hallway. When you got to his door, you banged on it rather than knocking quietly. A few minutes of banging, you were faced with Simon. ‘What did I do that has made you so moody? Please tell me so I can fix it. I hate seeing you like this!” Simon didn’t say anything but walked back into the room. He was now sitting on his chair and you sat on the sofa. “You want me to tell what’s wrong? Well I know you have been talking to your ex. I saw your Whatsapp.” The fact that Simon went through your phone was the least of your worries, but it was that he actually thinks something is going on between you and your ex-boyfriend. “Are you kidding me? You think I’m seeing my ex boyfriend behind your back?”. He turned his chair and is facing you, “Well why else would you be talking to him? If you love him, then leave me.” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. 

You opened Whatsapp on your phone and put the phone in front of him. “You said you saw the messages on my phone but did you actually read it? If you did, then you wouldn’t be treating me like a cheater.” Simon hesitated in looking at the phone but you would not leave until he reads the damn messages. “Read the messages, Simon.” He lost and took the phone from you. His eyes didn’t scan the messages this time, he scrolled to the first message and read it from there. After reading all of it, he handed you back the phone. 

“Well?” you asked. “Do you still think I’m seeing my ex behind your back?” Simon came over next to you and sat down. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know the two of you were discussing plans for your brother’s wedding. I forgot he is actually your brother’s best friend. I shouldn’t be making stupid assumptions”. You smiled at him. “Yeah you shouldn’t. Next time ask me straight up. Don’t shut me out. Okay?” Simon put his arms you and kissed you on the head, “Okay, I’m sorry babe. What can I do to make it up to you?” 

You put a finger on your chin, “Hmmm, I wanna go have lunch at that new sushi place and you’re going to choose dinner for the next week because every time I ask you always say ‘whatever you like’ Simon nodded before going back to his seat. “Hey, let me know what you think of this track I’m working on. Just a heads up, there’s a sampling of your laughs at the beginning.” 

“My laughs? I think you mean my cackles, babe. I sound like a dying witch when I laugh”. Simon laughed at your comment, “well I think it’s a very cute witch dying”. You disagreed with him, “you have a very strange imagination of witches”. 

Vernon/OFC: Kiss me

Genre: Fluff/Friendship/Romance

Word Count: 3055

Characters: Hansol Vernon Chwe/Original Female, Jeonghan, Joshua

Prompts: “My friend dragged me to this party and I just saw my ex, quick make out with me, I’ll pay you.” AU and 36: “I can’t explain right now, I just need you to pretend that we’re dating.” for @50shadesdarkerofbizzle

Yoon Jeonghan was very pretty. He was also very rich. Rich, pretty people can be very persuasive. So when he slipped the invite to his house party for Saturday, she couldn’t say no. She had no reason to, it was a free night and exams were over. The only matter was that Jeonghan’s parties were very loud and very unlike his comfort zone, which further intrigued her in the type of friends he could possibly have to throw a bash.

Reserved, biology student Yoon Jeonghan had connections she could only dream of.

“When you took me to that Broadway because you got free tickets,” she crouched, clutching on her classmate’s arm as he led her around back. “You didn’t mention it was because you were friends with Kwon Soonyoung.” she tried not to gape at the number one arts student in the university, currently playing bartender by the pool.

Jeonghan grinned loftily, “Didn’t seem important at the time.”

“Can I use,” she nearly tripped, bumping into another guest, “Ugh, can I use one of the guest bedrooms? I need to study.”

“You mean, hide out and use my Blu-ray player, right?”

She grinned sheepishly, “What can I say? You have the whole Disney collection, remastered.”

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Let’s Use Our Magic Powers With The Children

Pairing: Gerard Way x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Gerard proudly shows you his new Dungeons and Dragons OC, a magic-using elf. (Sorry, I just needed to throw a little Nerd!Gerard y’all’s way lol).

Gerard approached you quietly, nervously peeking over the piece of paper he held in front of half his face. “Hi,” he squeaked.

“Hey, Gee,” you grinned, raising an eyebrow. “Whatcha got there?”

“It’s the character sheet for my new Dungeons and Dragons character,” Gerard explained. “I was wondering if you would look her over for me before I show her to Mikey. He’s DM-ing our next campaign.”

“It’s a she?” you asked curiously.

“Yeah, she’s an elf mage, and she’s totally badass!” Gerard explained, his face lighting up as he began to ramble about his favorite nerdy subject. “When I rolled her stats, I got a natural 20 on her intelligence, so she’s going to be whip-smart. I picture her using all the gold she loots from the monsters she fights to buy, like, grimoires and spellbooks and stuff. Mikey’s orc warrior character probably thinks she’s weird as hell, but….”

“I think she sounds cute,” you giggled. “Let me see her.”

“Sure, here,” Gerard said, handing you the sheet. “I want you to look at the notes I wrote down for her backstory, and tell me if you think it sounds like I’m trying too hard to be edgy.”

“You’re the frontman of one of the world’s biggest emo bands,” you pointed out with a laugh. “Everything you do is edgy.”

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I was looking at photos of elephants from when I went to Kenya 6 years ago and accidentally tripped onto a video that had audio of the asshole ex-boyfriend talking. I closed it after like 2 seconds but wow did I not need that. And then today I tripped on old chats while setting up things that apparently forgot I blocked him, and it’s like I could hear him.

And I’m really auditory focused generally (like I know how my characters sound, I don’t necessarily know how they look) so this is extra obnoxious.

If only thinking “triggers are fucking stupid” made them not actually a thing. Unfortunately science doesn’t care if you believe in it.

I waited 6 months to get the last word..

My (ex) boyfriend wanted to see a sold out show to the foo fighters this summer. Him and his friends failed desperately in getting their hands on any tickets. I, however, managed to snag 2. I waited until Christmas to give them to him and he was beyond excited. Jumping up and down excited.

Fast forward 1.5 shitty months later and he dumped me 2 days before Valentines day after (literally) ignoring me for 3 weeks. The entire breakup blindsided me after 1.5 years together.

I haven’t talked to him since, but little does he know that I wasn’t quite finished with him yet. My brother just so happens to be a huge foo fighters fan as well…..I logged into my ticket master account and suprise suprise, tickets can be transferred. So my brother is going to have the time of his life while my ex boyfriend gets turned around at doors. Sucks to suck.

UPDATE: So, many of you wanted an update and here it is!

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I Got You (EXO; Kyungsoo)

One ring.

Two rings.

Three rings.

Groaning, I roll over onto my side. “Who the fuck are you and where do you wanna meet to fight me?”

“Hello to you too.”

I take a deep steadying breath. “Kim Jongdae, if you are calling for any other reason other than you are fucking near death, I will throw you in the Han River.”

“See? You do spend a lot of time with him. How can you not see it?”

“What the hell are you talking about?” I glance at the time on the phone. “And why the hell are you calling me at 3 in the morning?” I demand.

“Because, you dolt, Kyungsoo called me again and I need to tell you something before I lose my damn mind.”

The mention of Kyungsoo’s name quiets me down a little. “What about Soo? Is he alright? What’s going on?”

“You know, he’s really sensitive.”


“Kyungsoo? He’s a sensitive little soul. Even if he makes threats like cutting off my limbs and throwing them one by one into the River.”

“Yeah, well I can see why he would make threats like that if you think calling at such an hour is acceptable.”

“Can you perk up for me a little? Because I’m not sure how you’re going to react to this.”

I mumble curse words under my breath as I stretch over to turn a light on. Then I push myself up into sitting. “There, I’m up. Now what the hell—”

“Kyungsoo is in love with you.”

My breath catches in my throat. “Jongdae?”

“Let me finish. He’s been in love with you, for I don’t know, fucking ages, but has never had the guts to do anything about it. So he just walks around trying to make you happy. And you need to dump that douchebag you’re dating now… Kim Seokjin?” I can already picture Kyungsoo’s best friend shivering at the name. “Don’t date someone with the same last name as me. It’s weird. And he’s a douche.”

“How do you even know that? You’ve never met him.”

“Because he’s not Kyungsoo. You’re actually the douche bag for not noticing his true feelings, but I’ll project the douchebagness onto your ex-boyfriend.”

I gasp. “Kim Jongdae! I am still dating him.”

“It’s not as if you like him.”

“And where the hell did you get that idea from?”

“You know, you cuss a lot when you’re angry.” I hiss through my teeth and he must hear the venom in it, because he goes on. “Look, if I have to listen to Kyungsoo moan over you near tears, I’ll come over to your place and kick your ass.” As an afterthought, he adds, “I mean you could probably kick my ass, you’re the girl that Kyungsoo’s in love with after all, but still. The intent is there.”

“You will kick my ass with good intentions?” I ask, my eyebrows raised in amusement. “Are you punking me, Dae? Because I’m not in the mood at 3 in the morning.”

“No, I’m not punking you, pabo!” he yells. “I would never joke about Kyungsoo’s feelings like this. They are real and they are valid and they have been there longer than you’ve been dating Mr. Douchebag. So please, do the boy a favour and make his life.”

“Where’s the proof, Jongdae?”

Jongdae goes quiet in disbelief? Tiredness? Death?

“Are you serious?” It was the first one. “You want proo—I’ll give you fucking proof. When you were about this close to failing that calculus class in first year, who pulled through for you?”

“He was being a good friend.”

“I am his best friend and he never did anything of the like for me and we were failing the exact same class.” Jongdae comes up with another one. “How about when Mr. Asshole broke your heart in second year? Who brought you flowers and made you food and encouraged you to go looking when you were ready?”

I shake my head, refusing to believe this. “No. Dae, he’s a good friend. Kyungsoo loves me like a friend and I… I do too.”

“You hesitated!”

“Shut the hell up, Kim Jongdae.”

“You don’t scare me over the phone,” he lies. “But he’s madly in love with you. Cut the guy some slack and just tell him how you feel.”

“Did you forget Jin?”

“Oh, did I forget to mention? I saw that guy macking with some other dude on my floor.”

“You saw what, where, with who?”

“Yeah, I don’t remember who the guy was, but I remember breaking up with Jin on your behalf and promised to tell you for him.”

Well that explains why that asshole never showed up for dinner tonight.

“You didn’t think to fucking tell me this before my dinner date? I waited there for an hour, Jongdae.”

Yes,” he enunciates. “You don’t think Kyungsoo told me? I had to listen to him recount how nice your hair looks and how his heart breaks over—”


“I’m not screwing with you,” he says in a quiet voice. “You don’t know how Kyungsoo talks about you. Like you’re the sun and the moon and all the stars.”

“You know…”

“I know that guys have been complete asshats to you in the past and trust me, Jongin, Chanyeol, and I have fought for your honour each time because Kyungsoo sort of asks us to in his weird way. So come on, the one guy who has literally stuck by you through every single one is still there and waiting for you to notice him.”

It doesn’t take much more of Jongdae’s smooth talking to get me out of bed, in one of Kyungsoo’s hoodies, and straight out the door of my apartment. It’s a five minute walk from my place to Kyungsoo’s and I watch the ground move below me as I go. The ghost hour’s breeze blows softly around me, wafting the smell of Kyungsoo’s sweater to me. It’s familiar and I wonder…

There are a lot of things to wonder about and I wonder about only a quarter of them until I’ve found myself at Kyungsoo’s front door. I used the key to get through the lobby entrance, but it doesn’t exactly feel right to just bust through his apartment like this.

So I knock.

But he doesn’t answer.

And I knock again.

When I knock for a third time and he still doesn’t answer, I get worried. So I unlock the apartment door. There’s one light on in the living room.

As I wander over, careful not to make any noise in case he’s asleep, I’m greeted by a slightly flushed Kyungsoo with a soju bottle in his hand. Forgoing the shot glass on the table, he just takes swigs out of the bottle.


His eyes snap up to me and he almost loses his grip on the bottle.

“O-oh my god, what are you doing here?”

Upon closer inspection, I notice that the bottle has only just been broken into and that his eyes are red rimmed.

“Soo, were you… crying?”

Kyungsoo swipes at his cheeks, as if that’s how I came to that conclusion. But his cheeks are dry. “No.”

“Uh huh…”

“What are you doing here?” he repeats.

“Dae called me.”

Kyungsoo’s already wide eyes widen even further. “W-what did he say to you?”

“That you…” God, words are really failing me right now. So I point to him and then I point to me and I bury my face into the top of his sweater. “He told me that you’ve been… you’ve been…”

“Fuck Jongdae,” I hear him mutter.


“I didn’t want you to…” He puts the soju bottle down, because it makes his shaking hands very obvious. He doesn’t seem to like to look up at me while we have this conversation, so he gets to his feet. “I didn’t… shit.”

“You… what?” I ask, confused.

“No, not… fucking hell, there was no warning.”

“Uh, yeah. I’m here at 3:30 in the morning. I get it.”

My reply gets him to crack a small, if not nervous, smile. “Why did you come?”

“I just… I don’t know. I guess I needed to hear it from you? It’s a little surreal. Because yesterday I had a boyfriend and now Jongdae tells me that I don’t.”

“Oh my… did that asshole actually break up with your boyfriend for you?”

“Something about how he fights for my honour,” I reply.

Kyungsoo tips his head back in annoyance, and in that moment, I find my eyes falling to his Adam’s apple. And how much I wouldn’t mind kissing it.

Well that’s a thought I haven’t had in a while.

“God, you should’ve ignored him.”

“Hard to do that when he’s shouting at you to come see you, Soo.”

“Fine, fuck, I love you. Yes. I do. And it’s stupid and selfish and ill-timed and totally not what you need right now and I should—”

“Shut up.”

Kyungsoo blinks in surprise. “Huh?”

“Shut up,” I repeat. “You should shut up. It’s not stupid or selfish and I don’t know…” I shrug, losing my hands in the armholes of Kyungsoo’s sweater. “You were always kinda what I needed.”

His jaw drops.

“Why didn’t you just tell me?”

“There was never a good time,” he admits.

I run a hand through my hair. His eyes watch me as I do it, so I reach for his hand and bring it to my cheek. Without even really thinking about it, his fingers run through the hair on the side of my face.

Then he realizes what he’s doing and takes his hand back.

Sighing, I step towards him. “Look, I know that I’m an oblivious fuck, but come on, Kyungsoo. Work with me here? I know this moment will never be perfect, but—”

Kyungsoo closes the distance between us, his hands finding their way into my hair, and his lips already knowing exactly what to do. He’s soft and warm and smells exactly how he always does. His lips taste like alcohol and his kiss is dizzying, so I feel a little off balance when he pulls away.

“The moment was perfect.”

“Can we sleep then? Jongdae still woke me up at 3 in the morning to tell me all this and I have class in the morning.”

Kyungsoo chuckles and tugs me towards the bedroom. “You’re really going to talk about school when I finally got you?”


Kyungsoo shakes his head as he takes a seat on the bed. He pulls me between his legs, his hands resting lazily on my hips. I run a hand through his dark hair and smile when he leans into my palm.

“You realize it’s my birthday today?” he murmurs.

My eyes widen. “Oh shit. I—” I had forgotten his birthday between the whirlwind of tests and projects.

He guides my head down to his lips again. “And I got you as a present. So don’t talk about school around me today.”

I laugh against his lips. “Fine, Soo. I’m sorry.”

“Sleep now?”

I hum in response and fall asleep with his skin under my palm, his heartbeat thrumming steadily.

msdistress said: Hey, you asked for prompts. Yesterday I saw my ex (we were together for years) who cheated on me and acted horribly during the breakup, and I’m still pretty torn up about it. How about a Sterek fic where one of them convinces the other to fake!date them, just to show to the ex that they can, in fact, get dates, and hot ones at that. You know what happens next… :) (Also, girl!Stiles would be awesome, but if it doesn’t fit/you’re not interested, no biggie! :))

OKAY, so I got lightning-strike inspired by this, so this is TOTALLY fast and dirty, and also TOTALLY girl!Stiles, which I’m always happy to write.  It’s also not really fake!dating, but there is a douchebag ex in it, so I hope this cheers you up :)

“Oh shit, oh crap,” Stiles says, trying to squeeze in between Scott and the shelves of candy and disappear, somehow, even though it’s 3 am on a Sunday and pretty much the only people in the CVS are Scott, Stiles and the douchebag that Stiles used to date until Stiles caught him cheating and punched him in the face.

The punch had been pretty satisfying, actually, but Tommy’d had that skank to comfort him and Stiles had gone home and cried for three days afterward, so—so it’s been two months and Stiles has no desire to see Tommy after she’s been up all night eating tacos and peanut butter cups and playing video games with Scott. She’s pretty sure there are grease stains all over her t-shirt and there’s a ninety-five percent chance she’s wearing Scott’s Batman boxers as shorts.

It’s not her finest moment.

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anonymous asked:

more hot topic au headcanons pls


perfect because @mayoffnaise just threatened me and i cant disappoint my spouse

  • k so like ive said before hunk works at mcdonalds
    • how he got the job was because one time him, lance and pidge were eating there and the place experienced a machine malfunction for ice cream
    • the staff was like “we’re sorry but sundaes are unavailable until the machine is fixed”
    • AND HUNK WAS LIKE “NO SUNDAES? THIS IS AN ATROCITY. I’M HANDLING THIS” and he rolls up his fuckin sleeves because no one comes between hunk and his fuckin sundaes
      • he fixes the fucking ice cream machine
        • mcdonalds literally throws the job offering at him
          • hunk gets free sundaes whenever he wants
            • pidge and lance like to mooch off him for that
  • one time shiro walked into forever 21 lookin for allura so he could give her bag that she forgot at their store 
    • all of allura’s co-workers literally fought over who gets to “take that off of shiro’s hands”
      • like there was a literal fight in the middle of the store
      • and allura just walks by and is like “oh thanks shiro” and takes her bag back
  • surprisingly Lance is one of Coran’s most loyal customers because Lance always buys new manga and comic books from his bookstore
    • Allura likes to stop by and talk to Coran about classic literature
  • keith has an ex (dUN DUN DUNNNN) 
    • Ex lowkey stalked him for a while because he wanted to get back together 
    • keith hates his fuckin guts
      • one time Ex visited hot topic to look for Keith and Lance came in while the two of them were talking
  • when Lance isn’t wearing his stupid weeb merch and clothes - he actually has good fashion sense
    • keith thinks its hot af
      • especially bc Lance looks fine™ at their dates
  • klance got together courtesy of pidge, hunk and shiro
    • they set the losers up for a blind date
      • they go to an arcade 
        • keith ends up grabbing an mp3 player and lance is raging bc hes p sure this game is slander
        • japanese photobooth u kno where im getting with this
        • some person mistook keith for an anime character and lance could not stop laughing 
          • keith was kicking him while hes on the floor but lance is still dying
      • they go to lance’s apartment bc keith needs to ”experience the religious holiness of anime”
        • makes him watch death note
        • COUCH SMOOCH
  • tfw gamestop is a pokestop and lance and pidge try to make profit outta that shit
    • pidge literally built a machine that keeps track of who’s using pokemon go at gamestop

oh man this was long aNYWA Y  I HOPE THESE ARE OK

“Do Me Bad” (Pt7)

Part 1, Part 2 ,Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

Member: Sehun from EXO

Genre: College!au: Angst and fluff

A/N: Well here we are. let me know your thoughts on this part!

No. You didn’t know what you were doing or what was happening. You’ve just kissed someone you barely knew in front of your boyfriend that was cheating on you. This was probably the most drama you’ve ever had in your life. Everything started going downhill when you started dating Sehun. But you fell in love in the danger zone. Nothing was certain when you dated Sehun, you had a connection that you couldn’t explain nor ignore. Those nights he laid in bed with you at 4AM, falling asleep by your side. “I love you” were the words that left his mouth at those times, His hand caressing your thigh, his touch never leaving your body. That was all you could think of right now. You needed his touch, his lips back on yours and not his troubles.

“Y/N” there was a knock on your door. Quickly you rushed to open the door, leaving your thoughts too. “Hi….” A beautiful Jongin stood in front of you.

“Hi……” your head dropped low, staring at your shoes.

“Long time no see…..” Jongin let out a low chuckle and a smirk snuck on his face.

“Look Jongin….. I owe you an explanation I’m so sorry I acted this way I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I’m sorry I didn’t know you were-“

“Stop. I’ve heard everything from Sehun already. That’s not what I’m here for” Jongin’s stare changed into a serious one. Your head tilted in confusion while a hand pushed the door open, letting him in.

“First of all, you’re an idiot. Second of all, Sehun didn’t cheat on you, he would never. And trust me I know. Third, that ramen looks really good I hope you weren’t hoping to eat that because I’m really hungry from listening to all of Sehun’s whining about you” He grabbed a couple of chopsticks from your drawer and stole some ramen from your plate.

“Wait wait go back” your hands swung in the air, confusion written all over your face.

“What?” His mouth was full of ramen and his puppy expression was on full display.

“Sehun didn’t cheat on me? I saw it with my own eyes tha-“

“Did you see him actually kiss the girl?” He stuffed his mouth with more ramen.

“Well I mean no….but the girl kissed his cheek and she was all over him!”

“You’re an idiot.” Jongin shook his head with laughter.

“Hey come on now you know Sehun” you snatched the chopsticks away from his grasp, leaving him with a pout.

“Exactly. You should be smart enough to know that Sehun is the biggest fuckboy of this school if not the district. Which means any girl in his parameter is bound to throw herself all over him. Does it bother me? Probably. That’s probably why I was so upset at first when I found out about you two until Sehun actually told me he was in love. Never thought I’d hear those words out of him in a million years so who am I to ruin that for him” he chuckled one more time, a smile sneaking on his face.  

“I…I might have done something stupid-“

“Like kiss someone you don’t even know in front of Sehun?” Jongin reached for your refrigerator, getting out a soda.


“Good now would you please fix it or wait for him to come over here so I wouldn’t have to sit there and breathe his cigarette air while listening to his shit talk about this ‘fairy looking ass guy’ please you have no idea how well I’m holding it up.” His face turned into a whining one.

“Ok ok stop it I get it” you laughed at his face. “So…are you really ok with this?”

“As long as you’re happy? I couldn’t care less. Just don’t fuck on my bed, I take my bed covers very seriously.”

“Shut up you fall asleep on the floor half of the time anyways” you both started laughing.

“Look I just texted Sehun to come over but I’m sure that he’s still asleep from his nap between complaints, so would you come with me to the campus coffee shop? I’m gonna need some caffeine if I’m gonna stay all night listening to Sehun, God I’m such a good friend you both are so blessed.” Jongin shook his head.

“OH PLEASE” you hit his arm with a laugh. “And I will in one condition. Buy me that chocolate muffin I like.”

“Deal” he offered you his hand, raising his eyebrow.

“Ok which one do you want?” Jongin pointed at the shelf filled with cupcakes. It was already late into the night so not much was left.

“I’ll take the chocolate one” a voice came from behind you.

Both of you turned around to welcome the sight of a smirking Xiumin opening his wallet.

“What are you doing here?” your heart began pumping faster.

“Nice to see you too” he giggled. “I thought I’d get a bite to eat”

“At midnight?” you raised your eyebrow.

“Aren’t you doing the same thing?” He said as he checked Jongin out from top to bottom.

“Hey speaking of midnight… I should really go and finish studying for this test I have tomorrow…….” Jongin nudged your arm, “I’m assuming this is the fairy, Sort it out.” He whispered in your ear before rushing out the door with his coffee.

Xiumin tilted his head towards the armchairs on the right, telling you to sit down. You grabbed your cupcake and made it to the seat across Xiumin.

“So…….” He took a sip of his coffee.

“Look…..I was wrong. My boyfriend, Sehun? Wasn’t actually cheating on me and I probably screwed it up by-“

“Kissing me?” he interrupted you with a mischievous look in his eyes.

“Yeah that….can we just forget that ever happened? I’d like to get back with my boyfriend.” You peeled the wrapping off your cupcake.

“Thought he was your ex boyfriend” he raised an eyebrow, taking another sip of his coffee.

“Well he is my ex, no wait he is my boyfriend we didn’t break up we just fought. No he’s definitely my boyfriend.” You took a bite from your cupcake.

“Having trouble deciding?” he laughed.

“No no, he’s actually coming over to my dorm right now. we are together.” You looked at him innocently.

“Right ok, Tell you what? Tell me all about your ex boyfriend, ah sorry, boyfriend of yours while I walk you back home.” He hummed.

“It’s a long walk Xiumin-“

“I got time” he smiled at you.

“Alright……then let me just finish my cupcake.” You gave him a sarcastic look.

The walk back to your dorm was awkward. Way more than awkward. Xiumin kept asking weird questions about you and Sehun but seemed to chuckle every time you said something bad. It’s like he knew Sehun or something that he chuckled as if he has known him for years. You had a long talk and he told you about himself too. You were surprised he wasn’t as innocent as he seemed to be. When you’ve finally reached your door it was already 1am and still no sign of Sehun.

“You’re a beautiful girl Y/N. don’t let just any guy treat you like that. You deserve a guy that will make you feel good not only in the bedroom but anytime. And I don’t know if that’s what Sehun is doing from your stories….” Xiumin stopped at your door, leaning his elbow on the door as his fingers caressed his lips.

“He’s a good person I know he doesn’t seem like it from the outside but I promise you he’s a good guy” you assured him with a smile.

“Good guy aside, does he make YOU feel good?” he took a step closer to you.

“I mean…yeah he doe-“

“Let me help you decide” he smiled mischievously at you before attaching his lips on yours.

You instantly fell into his kiss as his arm made its way to your waist to deepen the kiss. The other hand made its way to cup your cheek while his tongue circled yours. His lips moved slow but steady against yours and before you could think about pulling away you were already gone. As said before, Xiumin was a great kisser. Everything about his lips was perfect, the way they felt, the way they moved, the way they tasted. This took you off guard but were you really surprised? He pulled away biting your lower lip before a smirk formed on his now swollen lips.

You opened your eyes and the first thing you saw was a dark figure standing behind Xiumin. Your body froze and your stare was set on him. Xiumin suddenly turned around to face what you were stuck on.

“I’m assuming you’re Sehun?” Xiumin smirked and let out a scoff.

Sehun gave you an empty look before walking over to Xiumin with a smile and a scoff to match. He looked up to meet with Xiumin’s eyes, the smile still on his face.

“You’ve assumed right” Sehun said, wiping his lip with his thumb. With not a second to pass, Sehun clenched his hand into a fist and swung it right in Xiumin’s face. Before Sehun could have another move, Xiumin took a swing of his own, hitting Sehun’s nose. You ran to separate them, screaming at them to stop.  Slowly Sehun got up from the floor, using your hand as an aid. Blood was flowing from Xiumin and Sehun’s lip, both fists were red and swollen. Xiumin looked ready to fight. His gaze was locked on Sehun and his stance was ready for whatever Sehun decided to do next. But instead Sehun just got up and looked at you once.

“If you wanted to be with him since the beginning then you’ve should have just said so.” Sehun nearly whispered, rubbing his swollen hand before turning around and walking away.

Give Into Me : part XI

It’s been another two months Jack and I have been together, making it a total of 7 long months together. But lately I’ve been spending more time with Nate, cause Jack is always busy. It’s became a common thing for me to not hear from him for two or three days, before he finally comes over. 

He’ll call me around 10 telling me he was outside my house, I’d let him in. we’d go up to my room, watch a movie, have sex, and then Jack would get up and get dressed before sneaking out and going home at 2 in the morning.


I was currently hanging out with John, Nate and Kendall at the guys’ place, texting Jack earlier to see if he wanted to hang out, but he said he couldn’t, he was busy, so I decided to spend the night with everyone and just chill, like my life has been like recently.

I’ve been spending way more time with my brother, and two best friends, since Jack’s always so busy, and I’ve honestly gotten a lot closer with them, if that was possible. Nate and I’s friendship was strong before, but now we’re nearly inseparable.

John in the kitchen grabbing a beer for everyone, Kendall in John’s room, changing because she was cold or something like that.

I was cuddled up with Nate, sitting around flipping through the channels, and he stopped on the billboard music awards. It was just before the actual show, so everyone just walking the carpet.

And then my jaw dropped when I heard the reporter’s next words.

and next we have Jack Gilinsky and Madison Beer’

My eyes were glued to the screen as I watched them pose for pictures.

“what the fuck?” I mutter.

“what?” Nate asked looking at me.

“what the fuck is my boyfriend doing with his fucking ex, acting all happy” I asked, so confused.

“I thought you told him to go with Madison?”

“I didn’t even know there was an award show tonight, and if I did, why would I tell my boyfriend of 7 months to go with his ex girlfriend?”

“I thought you and Madison were friends?”

“why the fuck would you think that?”

“I just…Jack said you and Madison were friends, that you and her talked and there were no hard feelings or some shit like that and why are you looking at me like that?” Nate asked nervously as I stared at him, shocked.

“I’ve never spoke to her in my life, I mean aside for a few words. I’ve never had an actual conversation with her, especially since I’ve been with Jack. And even if I had, why would I tell my boyfriend to take his exgirlfriend as his date?”

“they’re friends though?”

“what?” I nearly choked on the news.

“y-you didn’t know?”

“no. Nate I’m lucky if Jack hangs out with me three days out of the week, or texts me that often.”

“shit. Audrey, they hang out all the time. I thought you knew.”

“no. I had no fucking idea. I didn’t even knew they talked.”

“damn. I’m sorry.”

“me too.” I scoff, getting up off the couch.

“where are you going?” Nate asked, standing up and following me as I walked through the house, catching me before I got to the front door.

“I’m going to Jack’s and waiting until he gets home.” I huff.

“don’t, just…stay here with me for a bit. there’s no need for you to just go sit in the house by yourself for the next 2 hours.”

I rolled my eyes. As much as I hated to admit it, he was right, and I hated when he was right.

“fine, but I’m leaving in an hour.” I huff.

“aye that’s my girl. I knew you’d wanna spend more time with me.” Nate joked, throwing his arm around me and pulling my head into a headlock basically, causing me to let out a little laugh.


“alright, Nate, I gotta go.” I said, un-cuddling him. After I almost left, Nate just took me back into his room and we cuddled and watched a movie, and just talked more than anything really.

We always had something to talk about, and it was nothing for me to spend three hours sitting with him and talking, forgetting about anything else. we told each other everything, or nearly everything.

“can’t you just stay?” he whined, wrapping me up in his arms again.

“Nate, no, I have to go talk to Jack.” I spoke, trying to wiggle out of his grip.

“let me drive you then, please.” he pouted his lips and gave me puppy dog eyes.

“you can drop me off. Mostly cause I’ve had a few drinks.”

“alright cool.” he smiled, jumping up out of bed.


I was currently sitting on Jack’s porch, waiting for their car to pull up, Nate dropped me off and headed home.

When I saw a black car pull up I sat up a bit, watching as the back door opened and Johnson got out, shutting the door and then walking towards the door, head down.

“Johnson?” I called out, causing him to snap his head up.

“fuck, Audrey, I didn’t know you were here. What are you doing here?”

“I came here to see Jack?”

“I thought you guys broke up?”


“yeah, I thought he broke up with you like a month ago?”


“wait…did he not?”

“no. not once in the past 7 months has he said ‘I’m breaking up with you’ so please, what the fuck is going on?”

“fuck.” Johnson muttered under his breath.

“what?” I ask, turning to look at him.

Just then another car pulled up, bringing both our attention to it. The door opened and Jack got out, and I perked up a bit, but he quickly turned his attention to the inside of the car again, stepping back as Madison got out of the car.

“Audrey.” Johnson muttered next to me, throwing his arm around me as I stared in shock as Madison leaned up and kissed Jack.

“how long?” I bit my lip, afraid of the answer.

“about a month now. I’m sorry. I thought you guys broke up. I had no idea.”

tears filled my eyes as they stood out there, deep in conversation as I sat on the dark porch with Johnson, out of eye sight.

“don’t be.” I sniffed, watching as Jack and Madison walked over to his jeep and opened the door for her and then got in and backed out of the driveway, not even bothering to notice me. Tears filled my eyes and Johnson threw his arm around me and just pulled me into a hug, burying my head in his chest.

“you uh, you wanna come in?”

I just sniffed and nodded my head, walking next to Johnson, who had his arm around me still.


After crying for 15 minutes I finally stopped. Now I was just numb. I sat and stared blanky at the ceiling, my head in Johnson’s lap as he played with my hair.

“Audrey, I really had no idea. I should have known though. He’s been such an ass lately, missing studio times, always on his phone, leaving late at night, he’s just been how he used to, I should have saw it.” Johnson spoke.

“it’s not your fault.”

“no Audrey, I should have known. I should have talked to you or something, but I’ve been busy with music and shit. I’m so sorry”

“don’t be.” I sniffed.

We just sat in silence, the only sound filling the room was coming from the tv. A million thoughts running through my head. The one that beat me up the most.

he never loved me.

Kuroko no basket 2x12











(btw “since this morning” i’m just gonna take this as u two slept together because this episdoe i mean)


It’s just too much

I waited 6 months to get the last word..

My (ex) boyfriend wanted to see a sold out show to the foo fighters this summer. Him and his friends failed desperately in getting their hands on any tickets. I, however, managed to snag 2. I waited until Christmas to give them to him and he was beyond excited. Jumping up and down excited. Fast forward 1.5 shitty months later and he dumped me 2 days before Valentines day after (literally) ignoring me for 3 weeks. The entire breakup blindsided me after 1.5 years together. I haven’t talked to him since, but little does he know that I wasn’t quite finished with him yet. My brother just so happens to be a huge foo fighters fan as well…..I logged into my ticket master account and suprise suprise, tickets can be transferred. So my brother is going to have the time of his life while my ex boyfriend gets turned around at doors. Sucks to suck.

UPDATE: So, many of you wanted an update and here it is!

This morning I received a text message from my brother letting me know that he could no longer make it to the concert, but that we would sell them instead. I figured, as the concert is tonight, that I would message my ex boyfriend and give him the chance to buy them or I would sell them to someone else. He never answered me so I posted them online. Contacted quickly by a few people as the show is sold out. I sold them to a nice girl who is taking her boyfriend for a fair price. Never thought about it after. Around supper tonight, about 5ish, my phone suddenly starts going crazy. I have a message from my friend saying my ex was texting her looking for my number. My dear friend, being the wonderful gal she is, actually gave it to him. About 39 seconds later, no less, I am suddenly getting an incoming call from him. Like hell I am answering. I let it go to voicemail. While I am listening to the voicemail he left me, (“I still want those tickets, please don’t tell me you sold them, let me know”), my phone was getting multiple text messages. 6 messages in about 8 seconds from his friend. “ We drove all this way and paid for gas AND hotel, seriously?????”. Another friend- “hey did you sell _______ concert tickets?? He wanted me to ask!”. Decided to enjoy my supper and then, maybe, I would answer them. Being the nice gal that I am, I told them that yes, I sold them. Last thing my ex says? “Thanks for that.” So now they’re in a city 2 hours away stuck in a hotel room for the night with nothing to do while the foos put on a slamming show.

Tl;dr- Still sucks to suck.

I Wish (Part 2)

Part 1

There’s a lot of grammatical errors in this one idekw
Part 3 will be posted next week :)

Guess what? It’s finally friday. And here I am now at the Jaspar’s flat making milkshakes for my two favourite idiots.

“God I love your milkshake.” Caspar said, standing beside me, holding his half full glass of vanilla shake while I’m putting another set of ingredients into the blender.

“Yeah. My milkshake bring the boys in the yard.” I said trying hard not to laugh, pressing the blend button.

“You don’t have a yard.” Joe laughed while walking towards my other side.

“Then buy me a yard.” I responded sarcastically and Caspar laughed.

“You two are so cute.” Caspar said causing Joe and I to stare awkwardly at each other.

“So uhm…” Joe broke the silence. “What’s our plan for tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow?” Caspar asked.

“Our traditional Jaspar ft. Y/N saturday?” Joe responded excitedly.

“Actually guys, I already have plans for tomorrow.” I said as I put the shake on a glass.

“What?” Joe and Caspar asked in chorus.

I gave them a forced smile as I give Joe the glass of milkshake. He took it and stared at me, waiting for an explanation.

I sighed. “I’m filming a collab with Finn tomorrow. And he’ll probably stay at my flat until like 8 pm I guess?”

“Why?” Caspar squinted his eyes.

“He said he wants to catch up. Talk about life or something.”

Joe then spoke with annoyance in his voice. “Isn’t he your ex boyfriend?”

“Kind of.” I answered then he quickly drunk half of the glass of shake. Like to force himself to not say something.

I spoke again. “I mean we were like 15. And our relationship lasted for only about 5 months.” I laughed, a bit embarrassed but still proud that I got the chance to date someone like Finn Harries.

Finn was actually my first ever proper boyfriend. He was really caring and protective. I loved him but I guess… we were only meant to be together, but not really meant for each other.

Caspar looked at Joe and grinned. “You look troubled, buddy.”

Joe stared irritatingly at Caspar for a few seconds, put down the glass, and walked away with his grumpy face.

“Joe.” I said. “Where are you going?”

“To my room. Need to edit something.” He answered without looking at me. Kind of rude actually. Joe then walked downstairs, leaving me and Caspar here in the kitchen.

“He’s so jealous.” Caspar said laughing.

I unintentionally smiled as I feel myself blushed.


I am now back in my flat. Currently preparing my camera, lights, and other stuff for my little collab with Finn. Speaking of Finn, I texted him and he said he will be meeting me at a cafe near the park. Oh and I need to move fast because I’m going to be late.

After setting up the equipments, I went upstairs to fix myself. I put on some make up and wore nice clothes. I was about to look at myself in the mirror when I suddenly heard my doorbell rang.

I grabbed my bag and went downstairs. My eyes widened as I open the door, seeing the brown haired boy who’s been giving me butterflies in my stomach since the day we’ve met.

“Joe?” I asked a bit surprised.

Joe smiled. “Hey, Y/N”

“What are you doing here?”

“It’s saturday.”

“Yeah but I told you I have plans.”

“Oh uhm y-you didn’t tell me that.” He said nervously, his eyes avoiding mine.

I laughed slightly at his actions. “You’re not a good liar, Joseph.”

Joe stared at me for a moment, trying to find the words to say. “Well…” He finally spoke. “I’m just not used to… not being with you on a saturday.” I noticed him blush as he look down.

“Aww you’re like a cute tomato.” I squeezed his cheeks and he frowned.

“Piss off.” He tried not to laugh.

I chuckled. “I’m about to but I need a ride.”

“I can take you. Brought my car.” He then again smiled.

“Great! I’ll be meeting Finn at the cafe near the park.”

Joe’s smile slowly faded when I mentioned Finn’s name. “And we’ll be driving him back here?” He asked with no hint of energy in his voice.

“Yup.” I responded.

“Great.” He rolled his eyes.


Joe and I entered the cafe, arguing about him staying at my flat tonight. He said he wants to make sure that Finn and I will not do anything ‘wrong’.

“I told you. Finn and I are just friends now.” I said to Joe as I scan the room to find Finn.

“He’s your ex boyfriend.” He mumbled in response.

“Oh there he is!” I said as I saw the one I’ve been looking for.

Finn walked towards me with a bright smile on his face. “Y/N! Hey.” He said as he give me a quick warm hug.

Finn let go and stared at me for a moment with happiness clear in his eyes. I stared back, knowing that I missed him so much. But I felt no certain feelings, only happiness and joy because of the fact that I am now friends with someone that I once loved. Although there’s still 'love’ that remained within my heart. But the kind of love that I feel and give to all my friends.

“Ehem.” Joe faked a cough. I turned around and mouthed the word 'sorry’ to apologise for ignoring him for the past few seconds. I noticed Joe sigh in annoyance. The expression of his face was not… okay anymore. He doesn’t look sick or stressed but it was clear that he’s not alright.

Is he jealous? But no. Joe rejected me right? He said it like a billion times, we’re better off as friends. He doesn’t have the rights to be jealous… If he really is jealous.

“Ah… Joe.” I smiled awkwardly as I slowly turn to face Finn. “This is Finn. Finn, this is Joe.” I said.

“I know.” Joe responded blankly which is a bit disrespectful.

“Hey Joe.” Finn smiled. I bit my lip, feeling a little embarrassed for Joe’s actions. “So let’s go?” Finn spoke again. “I wanna hear some stories from you while we’re in the car since I’ve missed you so much is that alright?”

I giggled. “Totally. My life’s still boring though but I–”

“Yeah yeah let’s just go.” Said Joe as he walk out of the cafe.

Okay but.









You’re A Work of Art

-Part One-

Summary: Frat boy Luke Hemmings falls for good girl Y/N

Rating: No children pls

I got up to the sound of my alarm buzzing, notifying me that if I didn’t get up now I would be late to class.

I shut it off and got out of the comfort and warmth of my bed. I sighed as I made my way into the shared bathroom of my roommate and I, hoping she would be gone and I would have the bathroom to myself.

Fortunately she was gone. I waded into the bathroom and turned on the hot water, waiting for it to warm up.

The water warmed up fairly quickly, which is surprising thinking that since class starts soon for some people would also be using the water to shower away some of their nightly mistakes like I was doing right now.  

My friend Natalie decided it would excellent if we both went out to have a couple of drinks to take our minds off all the bullshit excuses of boyfriends we’ve had.

My boyfriend , well ex boyfriend had decided that it would be best if we broke things off. I actually liked him. He was sweet, nice, handsome. Just all the things you’d want in a guy, except we were too different and I didn’t reach his standards. He told me I wasn’t what he was looking for. Typical.  I’m always to little of what someone needs and wants. 

I liked him, a lot actually. I was pretty devastated when he told me he wanted to end things. I cried a fair amount of tears, which is so rare considering I never  cry over any guys. So, Natalie thought it would be best to try and forget him. Of course, by forget she meant get shit-faced so you don’t care or remember about anything.  

I don’t think it’s going to take a couple of shot and beers to forget him though. He was different and I liked it. He wasn’t your typical frat boy. Sure he would party and do other typical frat boy things, but he also had another side of him I really liked. 

Unfortunately, I’m guessing his frat boy side showed mire, which is why I’m guessing he said we were too different. I wasn’t a huge partier and drinker like he was. I didn’t enjoy a numerous amount of things he did. Sure I did go out time to time and enjoy a good drink or two, in which case I had 3 beers and 2 shots of Patrone last night , just to let loose and take my mind of of my studies for a while. Last night was a blur. Ridiculously hectic. I don’t remember a thing. I don’t even remember how I got home. My head was pounding as I tried scrubbing away the stench of alcohol. I shut the water off and quickly made my way to get dressed. I decided on something casual and simple I mean who do I have to impress now? I quickly piled my hair into a bun on my head and applied light mascara, brushing my teeth right after. I grabbed my bag, keys, phone, and earphones on the way out trying to hurry to make it to class on time. I was one to never be late. Ever. I walked across the crowded campus which at this time was full of all the girls doing the sad walk of shame to their homes. Most girls coming out of the biggest Frat house. Typical. I sighed as I dodged girls wearing the skimpiest outfits and heels, trying to at least make it the building on time. I made my way to the building, now knowing that I would hopefully make it to class on time. I pulled the doors open and walked straight in, not less than a minute later I heard the door open again. I looked behind me hoping to see the professor barely walking in, but I was disappointed when I saw the exact thing I didn’t want in the early morning. Luke Hemmings. President of that biggest frat house, which so happened to be my ex’s frat house. Luke was your typical Frat Boy. He was a bad boy, egotistical, and he loved the attention he got from most girls, if you know what I mean.  All girls loved him and would be more than glad to be added to the “List of Girls He’s Fucked” All except me. “Tut, tut. You’re late to class Y/N, that’s not very normal of you, you know?” he caught up with me. He always did this, always made fun of the fact that I was a “Good Girl” at least to him I was. He didn’t know what happened behind closed doors. He always figured an art major would be a huge prune, especially one that didn’t want to sleep with him or take any interest in him. “Fuck off Hemmings. I’m not in the mood.” I replied while fishing through my bag, looking for Advil to try and stop the head ache that was pounding its way into my head due to his presence and my hangover. “Oh, Y/N. What ever did I do to make you so angry at me to use such vulgar words?” he replied while fixing his snapback down on his head. “Your presence here just makes me upset” I replied while wandering into the familiar room. “Y/N, Luke. How nice of you to finally join us.  ” Our Professor said as we walked through the doors. I know, it’s weird to know that a frat boy, especially Luke, would be an art major also and have almost all classes with you. “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again” I replied while making my way three rows away from everyone else. Luke didn’t say anything, but he followed me right after. I was really hoping he wouldn’t come to sit next to me just to bug the fuck out of me. Unfortunately he took a seat right next to me, when there were so many more seats open. “Really? Out of all the fucking seats” I sighed. “Ooh, you really don’t like me today. I can feel your anger radiating off of you. What’s going on with you? Did your boyfriend Calum not fuck you well enough last night. ” He teased laughing slightly. Word still hadn’t gotten around that we had broken up. I sighed and looked down feeling tears prick my eyes. “Whoa, calm down it was just a joke princess. ” I ignored the name he called me, not in the mood to argue with him and then I felt a tear slide down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away not wanting him to see me cry. “I don’t have a fucking boyfriend anymore you asshole. ” I replied, trying to make my voice sound hard but it only came out soft and on the verge of tears.  God you’re such a pansy. Luke was shocked, at least his facial expression said he was. I felt more tears coming out and I knew I couldn’t sit through class without having a break down. Thank you Luke fucking Hemmings, just what I need. Now I have to skip a lesson.

I stood up and quietly made my way out of class, trying to hold my tears in.

anonymous asked:

I'm a nosey hoe and was looking through my boyfriends snapchat and I SWEAR ACCIDENTALLY BLOCKED 2 PEOPLE 1 being his ex and his snapchat layout was dif from mine so i didn't know how 2 fix it and a week later he was like "I think my ex blocked me oh well" I DIDNT HAVE THE HEART TO TELLL HIM IT WAS ME I am trash but we still together tho and I ain't ever looking through his phone again