also that girl is not my best friend anymore

anonymous asked:

Floozy!Hi I feel like you would give the best advice, I was best friends with these girls and I've drifted apart and don't speak to them anymore and they are all still friends. We have a snap streak and all we do is send one pic to keep the streak.We also follow each other on insta but recently they've stopped liking my pics and they weren't always the nicest and they've had their family members unfollow me on insta. Do you think i should cut them off or am I looking too much into it?Thank you!

honestly this maybe bc i’m a binch who loves to snip snip but cut them out, just slowly stop interacting with them all together and then block them in like two weeks. Sorry you’re going through this angel i wish it was the norm to be upfront like we are with relationships bc the slow dissolve of friendships really suck

anonymous asked:

My bf was using his best friends phone (best friend is a girl) when he saw her nudes. He then proceeded to send them to himself and save them. I went through his phone and found them and confronted him. He said it was a mistake and it would never happen again. I asked him to stop hanging out with her bc it makes me uncomfortable but he refuses. He says if she goes, I go. He also changed his password on his phone because he can't trust me anymore. What do I do?

I feel like once the trust in a relationship is gone, the relationship isn’t worth pursuing. if you think that you could eventually bring back the trust, for both of you, then I would consider talking to him about it all.

however, with the whole sending himself her nudes thing, that’s not cool. personally I would break things off or get some space, because you deserve somebody that doesn’t do hurtful things like that. I know that can be tough, and I hate having to type it. but he seems very closed off to having a dialogue with you and that isn’t a good sign. sending you my love.

crush!jungkook

happy valentine’s day mothafuckas ;)

  • i love jeon jungkook are u bitches ready
  • you first met jungkook when you heard the sound of a moving truck beep its way into the driveway next to yours 
  • now u were always a child of adventure 
  • ur parents worked a lot so it was basically u at home with ur grandparents and they were the most chill motherfuckers on the face of the planet
  • and the front door of ur house always seems to be unlocked so u were the poster boy/gal of “adventure is out there!!!”
  • cue me ugly crying that movie kills m e 
  • u loved the outdoors and being adventurous 
  • u were so tomboy and reckless it was hilarious
  • u drove every single member of ur family insane 
  • they got called into school one time to u staring at the ground in the principal’s office next to a kid with a missing tooth and bloody nose 
  • “he tried to hug me” 
  • to summarize, u loved causing trouble, but have fun in the midst! 
  • and yes, meeting new ppl!!
  • and at dinner, u would hear ur grandpops and grandma talking abt the couple moving in next door 
  • and how they have also have a 6!! year!! old!! son!!
  • and u could barely keep ur head on the pillow that night bc omg! you can’t wait to have a new friend the same age as u! 
  • so on that beautiful sunny saturday morning, at exactly 7am sharp, with ur scabby knees, bruised legs, ripped shorts, mismatched socks, run-down light up sneakers, and ur older brother’s hand-me-down power rangers sweatshirt, you marched on over to the driveway to meet your new best friend
  • and u see a middle aged man and a beautiful woman trying to carry in a couple boxes together and u guessed those were the parents 
  • and as u were marvelling at how pretty they were, “man, if they look that good, how good does their son loo–”
  • “MOM, DAD, HELP IM STUCK IN THE SOFA!!” 
  • u have no idea what came over u but u almost tripped over the tall weeds trying to get into the truck and find the source of the voice 
  • you went straight to the yellow, flower-y sofa resting in the middle of the truck, with little boy limbs sticking out from under the cushions
  • u ran up and ripped them away and low and behold, u laid ur eyes on the most beautiful 6 year old there ever was 
  • and from then on, ur heart decided to plant its FUCKING BOTTOM with jungkook forever
  • from the first day he met u he literally believed u were the weirdest person he’s ever met 
  • but without a doubt, you became childhood friends 
  • like best friends
  • u saw him naked for the first time when u were 8 and just bursted into his shower at like 8am in the morning 
  • “Y/N WHAT THE FUCK GET OUT IM NAKED?????”
  • “omg it’s so smALL?”
  • he didn’t speak to you for two weeks after that 
  • your grandparents would always have him over for dinner 
  • you guys played make believe together and took naps in ur power ranger blanket together 
  • but it’s also a lot of bullying 
  • LOTS OF WRESTLING 
  • taking turns making ugly faces, whoever laughs first has to go and tell ur grandma they pooped their pants and needs help changing it 
  • “accidentally” slapping each other SUPER hard in the face
  • “you had a fly on ur cheek sorry!! couldn’t help it!!”
  • literally the purest and most innocent friendship ever ever ever 
  • everyday in first grade, when you had reading time, he would be in the seat behind you and fold a tiny little paper plane with a sticky note and throw it at you 
  • would keep folding them and throwing it at you until you noticed and turned around and yelled at him and got in trouble by your student teacher 
  • “i hate u jeon jungkook” 
  • you didn’t really
  • but it wasn’t until the third or fourth time he kept doing it that you realized there was a message on each of them 
  • and they weren’t really anything cute
  • they were just like 
  • “hey notice me”
  • “your hair looks greasy from the back” 
  • “what book are you reading”
  • “don’t ignore me”
  • “am i being annoying?”
  • “yea? good.”
  • but your favourite was
  • “i’m glad you’re in my class” 
  • because he would rarely ever show affection to you because your relationship was made up a lot of the “we don’t need to say anything to know it”, meaning you never needed to straight out express your gratitude to each other for the other to know that you’re appreciated 
  • main point is you grew up together 
  • however, after like the fourth grade
  • you both somehow decided that you were too cool for each other despite the fact that your crush on him was still there 
  • there was something so mesmerizing about the fact that 
  • he never truly ever demeaned you as a person??? like yes he was a tease and you guys always did those things to each other
  • but for a kid, he was always somewhat of a gentleman and would never make fun of you to deliberately hurt your feelings 
  • unfortunately doe, in middle school, your group of friends completely changed
  • and although you guys sort of had the same status in school of being popular but very, very laidback, and your groups of friends acquainted with one another, your interactions would be saying hi, making small talk when you were with a handful of other people and smiling at each other as you pass by the halls 
  • back then, you would walk home together every single day and spend time doing homework in the bedroom of one of you two 
  • but as the grades went on and the workload increased, you found music and student council and volleyball whereas he found track and basketball and dance
  • his family went through troubles and he found it difficult to talk to people at times 
  • and you were so busy with finding a job and saving up for post-secondary that you spent after school with your clubs or in the library studying
  • timing and interests for you guys were extremely unparalleled and eventually, things just grew apart before high school began 
  • and oh dear
  • high school
  • periods? check. acne? check. hormones? check. grOWTH SPURTS? check.
  • now, reader, entering high school, you only had one rule: forget. about. jeon. jungkook.
  • and it wasn’t like he was being a dick or anything to you, you just didn’t find any way that you guys would work out anymore
  • despite being best friends and literally showering together when you were 7 and your parents are best friends, you just never ever have proper conversations anymore, and things just naturally got awkward
  • and also life lesson for u guys omg so philosophical what it wasn’t anyone’s fault, you guys just happened to no longer have the same interests or the time to notice each other anymore - people drift apart. it happens. 
  • and you were so okay with coming to terms with that 
  • until
  • “oh my gosh is that jeon jungkook?”
  • “he… grew muscles?”
  • “giRL HIS HAIR”
  • “puberty hit him like a freight train???”
  • the morning of sophomore year, after a whole first year of properly avoiding him and being absolutely sure that he wasn’t going to get hot (jungkook is juST A LATE BLOOMER OK LEAVE HIM ALONE), you turned your head to the front doors and felt the wind get knocked out of you 
  • bc walking in with his friends, with the school uniform seemingly perfectly snug and hugging every one of his curves
  • was jungkook
  • and for some reason
  • yes he looked more mature and yes he got fucking MANLIER
  • but you were instantly reminded of something that clicked in you when you saw that 6 year old boy stuck in the sofa on the very first day he moved in next to you
  • was it that innocence? was it the charm? was it the hair-swept-away-from-face thing? you diDN’T KNOW 
  • but girl you were gone again 
  • and listen 
  • you dated people in freshman year and guys liked you, but you were never the type to chase or to fawn
  • you were just different from other girls like you would much rather be the type to be the one playing ball than the one in a miniskirt cheering on the team on the sidelines
  • that’s just who you are, heck you fucking punched a dude that wanted to hug you and say thank you, broke his nose and chipped his tooth like kk y/n
  • it was just difficult for you to grasp feelings, truly, but for some reason, this guy has just got you so weak???
  • and for some other reason, jungkook and the reminder and memories of you guys as kids just hits you like a truck and you’re already head over heels once again
  • and you go into first period to shake off the thought of him but ofc!!! he’s!!!! in!!!! ur!!! first!! period!!! literature!!! ihml!!!
  • so you take the seat diagonally in the front of him to make sure you don’t get sidetracked in ur favourite class and drool at him the entire time
  • oNE DAY
  • you were taking notes from the board, analyzing and reviewing the literary device and short stories before delving into the actual stuff in literature when you dropped your pencil and leaned down to grab it 
  • when you saw an arm reach down first 
  • and hand it to you 
  • you looked up 
  • and you guessed it 
  • biTCH IT WAS JUNGKOOK AND he had such a warm and friendly smile 
  • and you could barely say anything 
  • because on one hand you were like oh i’m glad he still remembers who i am??? like ffs? but your other side is like oh my god oh my god oh my god 
  • so weeks go by and every single day you feel such a burning sensation at the back of ur neck like fufufufuffufufu he’s RIGHT THERE
  • and jungkook isn’t that type to be extremely boisterous and loud and obnoxious even if he’s hot shit 
  • so you weren’t worried about him bothering you whatsoever after that like that was a fluke, he was being nice, whatever, it’s done 
  • a couple weeks go by and you’re starting to feel better now, thinking you’ve got this crush thing under control
  • until
  • silent reading time 
  • you were just assigned a new book by your favourite author! and you couldn’t wait to begin the book reports on these 
  • so you dove into the world of fire-breathing dragons and mystical knights and creatures beyond reality
  • when you felt a poke on your neck
  • and you had no idea what it was? you were so engulfed in the story that you just scratched and left it, not thinking twice
  • and then you felt it again
  • it took you a second, but it hit you
  • and it hit you hard
  • you turned your head around slowly and your heart was beating so fast
  • your eyes fall on a small pink sticky note, folded into a plane, dropped on your shoulder
  • you don’t even DARE LOOKING BAC K AT HIM BC U KNOW UR HANDS AR E SHAKING TOO HARD AND IF YOU SEE HIM YOU MIGHT ACTUALLY DROP DEAD
  • so you open it, careful to make no noise in the silent classroom
  • and on the single sticky note it read:
  • “it’s good to see you again. i’m so so glad you’re in my class.”
  • you sneak a tiny glance back at the boy behind you, your face flushing with heat and memories 
  • and from behind his book, he looks up and gives you the tiniest, warmest smile you’ve ever received 
  • you folded the paper once more and fit it in your pocket and returned to your dragons and knights and witches, all the while smiling like a fool to yourself because maybe, just maybe, you didn’t really drift apart that much at all 

hi guys!! so sorry for the late update, hope you enjoy thisssss:)

also side note: just because it’s valentine’s day (i mean i dont celebrate this) doesnt mean that you need a significant other! buy yourself some hershey’s, make some tea, snuggle up with a teddy bear and a blanket, and switch on some netflix. today is any other day, so don’t demean yourself and your experience with this day because of your status! 

alsoooo don’t wanna get a little preachy but, in this au i kind of hint at the fact that the y/n or reader is someone very tomboyish and doesn’t really seem to find herself chasing after boys. in no way am i trying to vocalize the fact that just because you’re of a certain nature, your personality towards boys reflects that. this is just a fictional work of how one might feel (presumably me lolz) when realizing feelings for someone they truly loved at one point. just because a woman who is normally tougher on the exterior has a sudden soft spot for a boy does not indicate that she’s lost sense of herself or that she succumbs to a boy. just because a woman is a certain way because of a boy that makes her feel different doesn’t mean she is any less of a woman herself. everyone is obligatory to their feelings, and how women choose to express themselves sexually or emotionally to a man they love is their own personal choice as long as they are within consent and are safe. everyone’s decisions and behaviours in love are consensual and their own - that does not demean them as a feminist in any way, shape or form. remember that. 

have fun, y’all, uSE PROTECTION, and i love u!!!

"hm, we shall see about that."

pairing: jason todd x reader

warnings: cursing, sexual situations, this is about jealousy,

prompt: jason and roy are going out clubbing and run into y/n and a friend.

End of the summer. Just got dumped by someone, actually a month ago but I’m still not over it. It’s time to do the one thing I dislike doing, but I like spending time with Haley. Haley loves to club, she says that even if you don’t drink you feel this experience of rush. The music will zone you out, the warmth of all the people, the strangers who dance beside you with *sometimes* the same goal to get lost for a while.

As Haley and I get dressed, both wearing her dresses since I don’t really have any clubbing attire, I contemplate what really has brought me to this moment.

‘flashback to a month ago lol’

“I mean, it’s not anything personal but-”

“What do you mean, not personal? You’re breaking up with your girlfriend of a year?”

“I didn’t mean it that way, it’s just that I am going to be enlisting and I can’t have you waiting around for me.”

“I can, I can wait for you. Don’t feel like it’s unfair to leave me here waiting because I’ve told you before that I am willing to wait for you because I love you. Don’t do this Austin. We’ve talked about this before.”

“I just can’t. Okay? I feel guilty, that everyday you will have to wait for me and you might not even be able to see me anymore.”

He walks towards me and starts to cradle me.

I accept the hug and whisper,
“If this is what you want. Go for it, but you should know that you aren’t the only person in my life that I stay up worrying about whether or whether not I’ll be seeing them alive soon.”

“Y/n, baby. I can’t do this. You should be happy with someone who can take care of you. Don’t choose me. Don’t choose someone who can’t stay up with you and cuddle. I can’t do that with you anymore. It’s just not fair to you. I love you, y/n. So much that I’m letting you go.”

“Without a fight?”

He kisses my forehead and sighs.

“I don’t want to fight and lose.”

As much as I wanted him to say that he was willing to take that chance, he didn’t. My heart broke. I was used to it.

‘end of flashback’

Austin was a really great guy. He’s happy now and I am still recovering. It’s time for me to get over it.

I put on my last touches, (makeup/accessories/etc), and give myself a once over in the mirror. Haley’s red dress looks great on me. I didn’t expect it too, since she’s got a lot of, let’s say, well, she’s a lot ‘fuller’ in those areas than me.

*smack*
Haley smacks my ass and checks herself out in the mirror as well.
“Hey hot stuff, you ready to go?”

“Yea, sure lemme just grab a bite for the car ride.”

She’s wearing a black dress and it looks great. We complement each other so well. Even though we both are different nationalities and we look so different, we just look, SO good next to each other.

The car ride is great, I haven’t spent much time with her lately, I’m either at work with Mr. Wayne, spending time with his family as odd as that sounds, or with my boyfriend, now ex boyfriend. I spend a lot of time with my bosses family, it’s actually not as weird as it sounds.
I found out about their little secrets as I was staying the night over in the manor and someone (Dick) woke up in a terror and was yelling about villains and it really didn’t take long for me to find out that Mr. Wayne was Batman and Dick was Nightwing. I mean, Mr. Wayne didn’t hire me because I was good at presentations and good at getting coffee. We were already close before that incident though. I felt like I was already apart of the family, spending time to babysit Damian when he was sick, or to help manage expenses of the Wayne enterprises at his very own home. He treated me like a daughter, and I couldn’t ask for more. He even approved of my boyfriends and spent time with me, since I don’t really have any family in Gotham.

I was really close to Jason, we share the same kind of humor and we like some of the same things. He was my best friend until he got busy with this girl from 'his field of work’ which just meant he was infatuated with some girl that was also a super hero type. He didn’t spend much time with me anymore even though we’ve been best friends for almost a decade. I’ve been with the Wayne family before and after Jason’s death, wildly enough. Connected by school I guess. Ya girl was smart enough to get a scholarship from Gotham Prep Academy and hopping from Wayne enterprises internships and the story goes on. It was okay that Jason wasn’t spending time with me because I had Austin. He’s not here with me now, it did get lonely without Jason but I understood that he had someone and I couldn’t just ask him to drop her to hang out with sad little me. It’s whatever. Really.

I sing along with the radio while riding with Haley. I missed this.

'Jason’s POV’
“Hey man, let’s go! Still trying to fix your hair? You should just leave the white streak, the lights will make it look so good.”
Roy says as he ruffles my hair with his annoying hand.

I swat it off and continue to spray my hair with the black hair paint.
“Let me be Roy, let me be.”

“You care too much about what you look like, don’t worry about it okay? We are going to have a great time at Strobes and meet some hot girls and we are going to enjoy the moment. When was the last time we both were single at the same time?”

I chuckle and grab my leather jacket™.
“Fair point, let’s go.”

We get into my car and I start getting lowkey emotional.
“Roy?”

“What?”

“Thanks for this man, you have no idea what this means.”

He puts his hand on my shoulder and laughs.
“Actually I do know what it means. You’ve told me copious amounts of time how much you miss (ex girlfriends name) and before that, how much you wish you and y/n were together, and before that, how much you wish that you could have that smooth Dick Grayson charm™. Or about-”

I smack the back of his head.
“Okay, okay, I get it. Thanks bud.”

“Always here for you man. Never forget.”

I start the car and I think about what Roy says as he plugs in the aux cord.

I haven’t thought about y/n in a while. I don’t know if I still have the same feelings towards her but I also haven’t seen her in the longest time. We both were dating other people so it didn’t make sense to be hanging with each other alone. I mean, Roy is great but movie nights aren’t the same or when we have lunch and y/n and I talk about books. It’s been a while.

“You haven’t been clubbing in a while, you miss it?”

“Roy, I don’t ever remember what I do in clubs.” I laugh.

“Yeah, maybe this time you can lay off the drinks.”

'normal POV’
We get into Stobes and I am a little perplexed. It’s not what I pictured and I don’t actually know what I expected. I mean, this club had valet and I knew it was a higher up club but inside?

Male models, were serving drinks. I swear these men have never looked so good. Half the club was low lighting, dark walls with metallic accents, nice booth tables and curtains. The other half was lower lighting and flashing strobe lights. It had a DJ and she was so beautiful and wearing a suit so nice I was about to ask her where she got it from. I look around the dance floor, it’s just barely packed. The people here are so hot and I start feeling a little insecure. It’s a good atmosphere and all of a sudden, a thought comes to mind.

“How expensive is this place?”

“Oh my God can you please relax a little? I know, I know, 'broke is a feeling and a experience you can’t shake off’ but don’t worry about it okay? I have silver membership here so it’s fine. Also you won’t even be drink alcohol so it’s not like you are paying for drinks. Don’t do this. Stop worrying, you look sexy and so do those boys over there. Make friends sweetie, I’ll get us drinks.”

“I’m actually starving, meet me at a booth.”

“Yea, yea, sure.”

I dance my way over to a booth and look through the menu. Mildly expensive but I’m used to seeing pricey meals going out to eat with the Wayne Family. I order some fries and some slider for Haley and I to share.

She comes back and we start talking about all the hot people we want to dance with later.

'Jason’s POV’

“Siiccckk.”

“Oh this place is nice Red. You did good.”

“Told you Jay, you never listen.”

We are about to step into the club and Roy frowns.

“What’s wrong?”

“Forgot my membership card, I’ll have to pay like $60.”

“I got you, don’t worry.”

“What? Oh, you think that the money is an issue. Cute. We have to wait in line you dingus.”

“What is that? Waiting in line? Never heard of it.”

I walk towards the security guard.

“Man, what are you doing? You can’t just ask to cut. That’s not a thing. Stop-”

I pat the securities shoulder and grin.
“Charlie! How are you?”

Roys jaw drops.
“You aren’t trying to Wayne yourself out of the line are you?” Roy whispers.

I wink at Roy, he doesn’t know that Charlie here also is security for Wayne tower. Only during the week days though, guess he’s here during the weekends.

“What’s up Mr. Todd?” He smiles back.

“Roy here forgot his card, but we are willing to pay the 60 dollars to get in. You think you can let this slide and not have us wait in that long line there?”

His smile begins to drop and I quickly regain the deal by saying,

“C'mon Charles, we are members. We just don’t want to let the night waste away. We can pay more for the inconvenience?” I smile, “Just this once?”

He regains composure and says,
“Just this once, Mr. Todd. Have a good night, sign here please.” He nods towards me and pats my back.

“Thanks man, I’ve got your back.”
I slide my card through the machine and sign our names on the list.

We walk in and I’m in awe.

“Dude, it’s been so long since I’ve been here. It looks so much better than-”

Roy grabs my shoulder and heads to the booths.

“Oh my God Jay, look who else is here!”

He starts waving and I can see y/n and her friend (Hannah?) looking at each other and eating.

That Hannah girl sees Roy and then whispers something in y/n’s ear.

'normal POV’
“Are they waving at us? They are soo hot. Do we know them?”

My brows furrow as I look up.
Oh my God! It’s Jason and Roy!

I stand up immediately and get ready for hugs. I haven’t seen them in a brick.

God they look good. Always hitting the gym and fighting off villains. Keeps them nice and tight.

“Hey! How are you guys?”
Roys pulls me into a hug and ruffles my hair.
“Hey kiddo, what are you doing in a club like this one? You’re a bit young?”

They always tease me. I miss it.
“I’m only two years younger than you, big boy. We are spending a girls night together, how about you?”

I let go of Roy and I hug Jason.
It’s bone crushing, just like normal but he lingers a little longer than usual.

“Hey Jay.” I say quietly. “How’s it been?”

“Good, good seeing you again.”

“It’s been a hot minute.”

I quickly remember Haley and let go of Jason.

“Oh, Haley, these guys are my friends, Jason and Roy we met at the Barbecue in June.”

They nod and Haley introduces herself.
“I am Haley, y/n and I were about to go dancing but she got hungry so we are finishing up a meal. How about you guys join us before we part for the night?”

“Sounds fantastic,” Roy smiles as we all take our seats again in the booth.

Haley is sitting on the outside, followed by me, then I’m sitting next to Roy, Jason finishing the table off.

We conversate about how I haven’t seen the boys and we haven’t hung out and all that and movies we’ve seen. Haley and I finish eating before they do and decide we should start dancing.

“Thanks for stopping to say hi,” I say while wiping my mouth off, “but we are ready to dance so please excuse us.”

Haley and I start by dancing with each other and she’s talking to me about strategies to make boys feel welcome to dance with me.

'Jason’s POV’

“Dude, they look really spicy tonight.”

I hit Roy lightly and continue eating my burger.
“You can’t say that, we are talking about y/n, use other words.”

“Why can’t I? She’s looking really nice and so is her friend. You think they are single?”

hm. I have to think about that one. Is y/n single?

“Uh, Haley is definitely single. She’s the one who brought y/n here, you know y/n doesn’t go clubbing. She doesn’t even drink.” I chuckle and continue, “And if you are asking me, y/n is definitely single. She probably wouldn’t be here if she wasn’t. Also, look at how Haley keeps nudging her in that guys direction. Why would she be doing that if y/n is already with someone? I also didn’t hear her say anything about Austin at the table so she’s probably not with him anymore.”

“Are you over her? If you are, can I try? Please?”

I mean,
“uh, I am definitely over her but, are you sure? What’s this about?”

“I don’t know, she’s looking really good tonight and I don’t see any issues with her, she’s a great candidate.”

Roy finishes his beer and rubs my upper back.

“Go for it man, don’t do her dirty though.”

“Eh, I’m not looking for a relationship. Hope she understands.”

I smirk thinking about how wrong he is and how he is going to be rejected. I know better than anyone that she is really into commitment.

“We shall see about that, talk to her.”

“Hey, if she rejects me, we shall finally know if you two really belong together.”

I take my Sprite mixer down with the last bites of my burger and smile.

“Go get em, tiger.”

'normal POV’

As I lose my tenseness listening to some remix of one of Chance’s songs I find myself dancing with a stranger while Haley dances with a guy in the corner of my eye. I keep and eye on her as I dance.

“You look a little thirsty, want to get a drink?” The stranger says while he leads me to the bar.

He orders a vodka shot and I get a clean martini. He talks me up about how my dress looks nice and my hair smells good and I realize that this guy is a bit much. Thankfully, as I down my drink, a hand is pulling this guy away from me.

“Hey sweetcheeks. How’s your night going?”

“Roy, are you drunk?” I giggle.

“A little, are you drinking?” He puts his hands on his hips like he is about to scold me.

“It’s a clean martini. The buzz will be gone in point two seconds.”

He steps closer to me and leans on the bar table. Shielding me from others.

“Y/n, why don’t we dance?”

I laugh, knowing that he is drunk and not thinking straight. Maybe he is a truthful drunk, and it will be fun.

I order one more glass and down it in a second and take Roy’s arm.

He whispers terrible pick up lines into my ear and I can’t stop laughing. I lose myself listening to the music and in his comfort.

He dances behind me, hands on my hips and roaming around my stomach.

'Jason’s POV’
As I dance with this girl I can see Roy making his signature moves™ on y/n. She’s sitting on a bar stool and talking to some guy, rolling her eyes and I giggle. Roy pulls him away and starts making her laugh. God, she’s so cute. He shows her his arm muscle when he leans onto the bar and I know y/n is looking because she told me herself that built arms are a real turn on to her.
It looks like she didn’t notice and they make their way onto the dance floor together. It’s making me a little heated seeing Roy whisper into her ear like she always tries to do to me.

I am not jealous. I’m just remembering all the things that I used to be attracted to when I liked her.

Those feelings came back.

Shit.

'normal POV’
Roy is dancing with me really smoothly. I turn around and leisurely wrap my arms around his neck.
“Those heels look like they hurt.”

“Yeah, it’s fine. I’ve had worse.”

“Worse dance partners or worse shoes?”
He slurs the question and I laugh.

“You know, y/n, I could fall for you.”

“Is that so? I could say that about anyone here hun, you’re just drunk.”

“Nah, I mean it. Or you and I could just,” Roy leans in and kisses my neck, “we could just spend a night together, just friends afterwards.”

I’ve never heard an idea so good. Well, it’s been a while since I’ve done it. It’s not a bad idea to do it with Roy, he’s someone I trust and am comfortable with. It’s a good time too, we both aren’t dating anyone so…

I run my hands through the back of his neck and kiss his jaw.

“Sounds like a plan, hope-”

Suddenly I am cold and Roy has disappeared into the crowd and I see Jason in front of me.

My longtime #mcm. Cockblock.

“Hey, what the hell? Jay, you couldn’t have chosen worse timing.”

“We need to talk.” He says in a rush as he pulls me towards an elevator that I didn’t see before.

We step in and I hear him mumble before looking straight at me and saying,
“I don’t like you messing around with Roy.

anonymous asked:

Hi! (please excuse my bad English, I'm from Germany and I'm still learning!) I'm not sure if I'm a Ravenclaw anymore, since my best friend sees me as a Hufflepuff, because I'm more of a dreamy idealist, than an analytical thinker. I've always seen myself as a Ravenclaw, because I'm very interested in learning new things (for example new instruments and languages, but also about astronomy etc.).

Caitlin is such an idealist, it’s amazing. Like, that girl is gonna change the world 100%.

Remember, one of Ravenclaw’s canon traits is CREATIVITY. Creativity is totally associated with the dreamy idealist.

Also, remind your friend of Luna Lovegood. Total dreamer.

-Amy (Hufflepuff)

Love grown in a Dance Studio

Originally posted by holyfuckmark


CollegeAU!Yugyeom

Summary: “You’re not a little girl anymore~”

Word Count: 1,154

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Drinking, Light swearing (nothing too serious.)

A/N:

So I’m going to start putting my author’s notes at the beginning of my scenarios. This is just a classic best friends falling in love kind of story, I know it’s cliche but I really don’t think there are many romance scenarios that aren’t cliche. There is a part where it might seem it will get smutty but it doesn’t I promise lol. I also apologize for the cheesy title I’m shit at naming things. Also IDK what’s been going on with me but I’ve been having trouble writing well so I apologize if this is bad. I am going to be updating a little bit less, I’m going to try and do more quality scenarios for you guys rather than one every day, this doesn’t mean I won’t be posting often just maybe not every single day. I hope it doesn’t bother you~ Hope you enjoy this!

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Am i even human?

I’ve been part of my new high school for 3 years now, so i guess you could say it’s not technically new anymore. I’m still making tons of new friends but i’ve been with my best friend Kyle since day one, we always play Pokemon together and watch episodes of Dragonball z.

My new school also has a very dark past, i was told it in my first year by Kyle, he also told me it’s been about 30 years since it happened. To cut a long story short, there was a girl called Melissa who attended this very same school 30 years ago and from what i can gather she suffered from clinical depression because of her constant bullying by her other classmates. She suffered with this for years and eventually it all became to much for the poor girl and she went on a mad killing spree, killing 14 of the 22 students in her class including the teacher. She worked her way up to the school’s roof where she continued to slash at her own body with a butcher knife, finally she ended her own life by walking over the edge and plummeting to her death. This is how the story goes anyway, personally i don’t know anymore than what i’ve been told but if i’m being honest.

I couldn’t care less

I’ve really never known of the emotion we call sympathy or sadness, for my whole school life i guess you could say i’ve been wearing a mask to hide the true me, ironically myself has never met the real me either. I’ve been trying to learn different emotions through people, which i why i have so many friends.

So far ive succeeded in being seen as funny, i learnt as long as i kept a winning smile on my face, then people wouldn’t hate me but rather love me. 19 years of my life, that’s how long ive kept up this charade, if you can even call it that.

Hey dude, did you hear what happened last night?

My friend Kyle said with a sickening expression, i made myself look concerned.

What dude?

You know that quite chick Samantha, the one that sits in the corner alone.

Yeah?

I heard she killed herself last night. Hanged herself in her room.

Once i heard this i didn’t know how to react, i hadn’t learned the emotion sadness yet. I just stared blankly at my friend until he said something.

Dude, do you not feel anything?

No. I said to myself

I’m sorry Kyle i don’t know what to say.

Yeah, i guess it is shocking news. Well want to come round mine later.

Sure thing. I replied. With our heads both down we walked to our seats, the class was about to start and i’m certain we’ll be getting the same old tired speech from the teacher. “She was such a value to us all” “Our condolences to her family” “She will be missed”.

What bullshit  

If she truly cared for anyone in this class then she wouldn’t have killed herself and left the burden to fall on us, if only she didn’t think of herself we might not be in this situation.

As usual class seemed to take forever to finish and by the end i actually felt like killing myself. The next day rolled around and the next and so on until a week had past since Samantha’s death, one week and i still hadn’t felt anything. Truthfully i actually forgot until a friend mentioned it today, i was getting ready to sit down until Kyle came running up to my desk drawing for breath.

Dude!

It took him awhile to get the rest of the words out, he was still catching his breath.

Its happened again, another death!

Really? I replied

Yeah. I’ve only just found out but they say she was found with knife marks all over her body. Just like that story, remember that girl did it too herself on the roof.

I actually forgot about it until he just mentioned it. I tend to get rid of useless information i have no need for. This time i really couldn’t be bothered to lie and put on a show for everyone to watch. I just came out and said what i was thinking.

I really couldn’t care less

I knew after saying this the whole class would probably hate me, i’ve spent years with this mask on my face showing people the false me and now i really haven’t got the effort to put up with anymore shit. My friend replied the exact way you’d think he would, the way any normal human would.

You heartless shit!!!!. Don’t say something like that.

I just stared at him. No expression to show, i didn’t know what he wanted from me so i showed him the one thing i had learnt to do good over the years.

I smiled.

He flung straight at me, rage consumed his face as he punched me right in my eye, my now bloodshot eye. I didn’t understand why he was so angry he didn’t even know them, perhaps this is what people call compassion.

Compassion? I don’t know what this word means.

I was sent to the nurse’s office, Kyle really did a number on my face its funny how those simple five words “I really couldn’t care less” could ruin a 3 year friendship. I stared blankly into distance as the nurse started to patch me up, there was only one thing going on in my head right now.

I guess i won’t be watching Dragonball z anymore with him.

Days passed without anyone in the class saying a word to me, eventually days turned to weeks and weeks into months. Over time i started to feel something, i didn’t know what it was called but i thought to myself, was this what those girls and Samantha were thinking at the time before their deaths. I remembered i used to call people like that selfish and know i’m contemplating the same thing, killing myself. Im sure the rest of the class will be happy if i’m gone, i no longer have any friends and i haven’t spoken to my family in years. Now that i think about it, it actually makes a lot of sense.

Class had finished and without a moment of thought or hesitation i started my walk.

To the roof.

Once i reached there i was blinded by a beam of light, the sun i thought what a wonderful day. I closed the door behind me and slowly started to move to the edge, each step felt heavier than the last it was like my body was saying no but my mind couldn’t react with any sort of reply. By the time i knew it i was standing looking at the concrete floor below, the wind brushed through my hair it felt like God was giving me a push. Still even now inside my head, there was nothing. I was hoping for at least something new, some new emotion that might help me carry on living.

But nothing.

When i turned round i realised the door i closed behind me earlier was now open. Kyle stood in front of me, now he was the one with the expressionless face.

Do you remember? He said

I just started directly at him, of course i had no idea what he was talking about.

Of course you wouldn’t, you don’t remember anything in that mind of yours but only the things you care about. Well i lost something i cared about!!!!

I Still had no idea.

6 months ago, when i came running to you about my sister and all you could say was you couldn’t care less!!!!

I remembered. Yes it was Kyle’s sister who killed herself that time, i guess back then i should have paid more attention to the conversation, or perhaps i did remember and didn’t care enough about that part of the story. About his own sister. I started to actually think, what sort of friend was i to him. I was to indulge in my own thoughts that i didn’t realise Kyle was now running straight for me, I wanted to move but couldn’t my feet just stayed still like they were attached to bricks. He grabbed me by the chest and pulled me so far to his face i could see his pupils dilating.

Tell me you bastard!! What are you thinking right now.

I. Didn’t know.

For the first time in my life my thoughts had vanished, i didn’t know what to tell him. The only thing i could do is resort to using the last emotion i could ever remember using in a conversation, ironically it was the conversation 6 months ago between me and Kyle. After a few seconds had passed i did it.

I smiled.

With complete anger in his face he threw me off the school’s rooftop. Suddenly my head started spinning, i was feeling so many things i had never felt before, Sorrow, regret, sadness, i was actually scared of dying something i thought i’d never feel. I guess i can only thank Kyle, whats this? I thought.

A tear?

I was crying, seconds away from death and i cry? I started laughing to myself. I could feel my head hit the concrete.

My last thought?

I smiled.

Casual Cuddling

Loosely based on @otpisms​‘ OTP Idea #828: Imagine Person A of your OTP trying to sneak into their significant others house, Person B, without their parents knowing.

Honestly, I don’t even know what I’m writing anymore. This was supposed to be a drabble, but somehow ended up over 2k words long. My writing might also be getting progressively worse, I’m not sure, but here’s something for you guys anyways since not much has been posted on here. Sorry for the lowkey door puns at the end…

Also expect to see this on my Of Rice and Pens collection on FFN sometime in the future.


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Dream-like Christmas time

Merry Christmas @percy-the-sorcerer ! It’s me! Your secret santa from the @pjosecretsanta2016 I hope you like your present Alex! My best wishes for you this beautiful day! I also totally recomend you to listen to TTS- Dear Santa korean version, the title of the fic is inspired by the song!

Inspired but the prompt: Character A’s little sibling/child wants to meet their favorite celebrity/writer/person for Christmas. Character B is said “Christmas present”. Huge shout out to @quietlykeen @lesbabeths @bananannabeth for helping me with my horrible grammar! They are the real heroes here.


Piper was still reading the letter, which made sense considering the fact that a six year old wrote it and it was hard to understand what it said. But she had been reading it for what it felt like forever to Percy, and he really needed her to talk to him.

“On the bright side, you do know her.” Piper finally said. “Or well, used to.”

Mia, Percy’s little sister, had asked Santa for Annabeth Chase, from the group Stardust, to have tea time with her on Christmas Eve. And it nearly gave Percy a heart attack. Stardust was the most popular girl group in the world, and Annabeth Chase wasn’t only the main vocalist of the group, but she was also his ex-best friend. The same ex-friend he hadn’t seen in almost 6 years, not since she stole his first kiss.

“She probably doesn’t care about me anymore.” Percy said. “And it’s not like I can call her and be like ‘Hey Annabeth! It’s me, Percy! I know we haven’t talked in years but I have a baby sister now and her dream is to met you! I know it’s Christmas Eve but I hope you can swing by. My mom lives in the same apartment, okay bye!’”

Piper shrugged. “You kind of can do that.”

He threw his pillow at her. “I don’t have her number anymore.”

“No, but your mom might have her old address saved in her address book.” Piper patted his shoulder. “You said she used to live in California, right? It would make sense for your mom to have her address, or well I guess by now it’s her dad’s address only, if you guys used to exchange letter.”

“It doesn’t matter, he probably moved out.”

“Or maybe he hasn’t. Perce you have the opportunity to make your sister’s dream come true. And not only that, you have the opportunity to reconnect with someone who means the world to you.”

Percy sighed and sat indian style on his bed.

Piper didn’t know much about his relationship with Annabeth— Percy didn’t want people knowing he used to be best friends with a celebrity —but during college Piper had become his best friend. She had found his pictures with Annabeth, the ones he used to have at his mom’s place, so he told her the basics: they met at a summer camp when they were seven years old, and were best friends by the end of the summer. They only saw each other during the summer but during the rest of the year they wrote letters to each other all the time. When they were ten years old,  her family moved to Boston and sometimes they got to visit each other for the weekend, but the letters didn’t stop until they were fifteen when her family moved to California. At that point, cellphones and emails started to become a thing, they didn’t feel they needed to exchange letters anymore. Annabeth went to camp for one more year before winning the most famous singing competition America had, and then he never saw her again.

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First day into forever - Dylan O'Brien Imagine

Request by lightheartedjokess: I have a request got a Dylan imagine where it’s you wedding day and he’s so nervous and like when you walk down the aisle he’s just in awe and starts tearing up

Thank you for your request love. It turned out really short and i´m super sorry for that, i´m new at this so it was a little hard for me to write this one but I definitely tried and I hope you like it!
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Pairing: Dylan x Reader
Word count: 458

Originally posted by stiles-my-bae


Dylan’s POV:

Today is the day, the day we both have been waiting for. Today y/n will become Mrs O'Brien. My wife. Yes it’s our wedding day and although I’m madly in love with this girl, I can’t help but feel nervous.
I was standing at the alter with my best friend (also my best man) by my side Tyler. I felt how sweaty I was getting, my hands got wet and I wiped it off on my pants. I couldn’t stand still anymore, I was now walking back and forth.
All of a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder, I looked at the hand as my eyes continued to look up behind my shoulder, it was Tyler.

“Hey, are you okay?” He said with a smile as he removed his hand from my shoulder.

“I don’t know man. I’m so nervous. Is that bad?” I asked with a worried face.

“Dude! You'r getting married! Of course you’ll be nervous. It’s completely normal. You love her right?” He put his hand back on my shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

“More than anything in this universe. I can’t imagine a life without her.” I smiled at the thought of y/n.

“There you have it. That’s all that counts. Oh god.. I think I’m going to cry.” Tyler’s eyes got watery and a tear fell down.

That made me emotional too and we decided to hug it out. How did I turn out so lucky? I’ve got the best friend ever and the love of my life is about to become my wife.
I was deep in thoughts when I heard the wedding march began play. I looked up, focusing my eyes on the doors and waited patiently. The doors opened and there she was. The most beautiful girl in the world walking down the aisle. I’m going to spend the rest of my life with her as husband and wife, I couldn’t be happier. I’m the luckiest man on earth.
My eyes got filled with tears, I tried to hold them back but I couldn’t help it anymore, I started crying. These were happy tears.
Y/n was now standing next to me, she came closer towards me and wiped away my tears with a smile. I noticed that she was crying too.

Y/N POV:

I wiped away Dylan’s tears. God I love him so much.
He noticed my tears and wiped them away with his warm thumb and leaned forward, our foreheads were now touching. 

“I love you y/n.” He whispered.

“I love you too, Dylan.” I whispered back as he placed a kiss on my forehead.

And then the ceremony began. And a new chapter in our lives. A new beginning, first day into forever.

Imagine your dad Tony being very pissed at you after he learns that you have been going on secret missions with Natasha, Wanda, and Steve, you have to remind Tony that you aren’t a little girl anymore...

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Originally posted by dailyteamcap

Originally posted by thespoilerwitchblog

Originally posted by imaginesofeveryfandom

All 4 of you came in Avengers tower.  You and Wanda were in a deep conversation and also exhausted from your latest mission.  You both stop when you see your father looking very pissed off at something.  

“We’ll continue this in a moment!” Wanda said.  You nod at your other best friend.  “Hey hon, have you seen my.. Oh hey Tony.” Steve said.  

“I think he knows.” You whispered. Your fiancee nodded.  “YOU ARE GOING OUT ON MISSIONS WITHOUT ME KNOWING!!  Y/N YOU ARE GROUNDED!  I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO WORRIED IN ALL MY LIFE!”  Tony continued yelling.  you hated it when he yelled at you.  

“Dad I AM AN ADULT AND ENGAGED TO BE MARRIED!!  FURY WOULDN’T HAVE ME ON THESE MISSIONS IF HE KNEW I COULDN’T HANDLE THEM! I’M A STARK YOU KNOW!!”  

“She’s right Tony!” Steve said.  “Stay out of it Capsicle.”  Tony said still glaring.  “I knew you’d freak out this way if you found out!”  You said.  “Damn straight!”  “I just don’t want to hear you’ve been shot or something!!”  “Dad Steve has been right there making sure nothing happens to me.  I’m still your little girl, just an adult.”  

Taking My Life Away Part 14

Originally posted by heleneetlesgarcons

Originally posted by sebastianstahp

Summary: Reader gets a new job in a new city, forcing her to leave her best friend behind. Or not. 

Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 1577

A/N: Well.. I feel like the Summary doesn’t go anymore.. Haha whoops! Also, I will be starting the Lance Oneshot ASAP, I just wasn’t feeling well today. AND @sebbys-girl said that Gabe reminded her of Nigma, and now I can’t un-see it.. Please let me know if you want to be tagged (or untagged!) :) Also, I guess this part is a little angsty..

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Second Choice Part 2! - A Carl Grimes Imagine

Hey guys! Thank you for liking and reblogging! It means a lot :) anyways here’s part 2! I hope y'all like it! Sorry about the wait! Let me know if you would like a part 3! Or send me a request and I’ll make it! :)

Y/N POV
I still couldn’t believe what happened. Carl really chose that bitch over me. I never thought in a million years Carl and I would end, especially like that. All I kept thinking was all the times I have spent with Carl. We were together since the prison. We started dating just a bit before the prison got taken down. Tears were still rolling down from my eyes. It felt like I have been crying for hours. Why Enid? Why her? I’ve never liked her and I’ve told Carl that I wish he would stay away from her. I mean, I did when he told me to stop talking to Ron because he had a bad vibe from him; but when I asked, he said Enid was just a friend. God I felt so stupid. Of course he’d pick her over me. I’m just an average girl. Carl didn’t know any other teenage girl really besides me so I was his only option. I decided to sit on the ground and rest. I’ve been walking for a while and my legs hurt. It was then that I started hysterically crying. I couldn’t hold it back anymore. I felt so stupid crying over a boy. I haven’t cried this much since my family died. I wasn’t only losing my boyfriend, but also my best friend. I had no one. My thoughts were quickly interrupted by someone.

“Well look what we have here” a man said.

I looked up and saw two men who looked like they were in the late 20s to mid 30s.

“What is a beautiful girl like you doing here all by yourself” the other man said to me with a smirk.

I tensed up. My eyes were wide and full of fear.

“Don’t worry sweetie, we’ll take care of you” the first man told me with a smirk.

I was about to get up and run but the guys pushed me down.

“Make a sound and we will kill you”

Tears filled my eyes and I knew what was coming next.

Carl’s POV
A few of us got out of the car; I knew Y/N better than any of them. I figured she would’ve gone through the forrest instead of staying on the main road. I took off into the woods with Daryl and my dad right behind me.

“Slow down Carl!” My dad yelled

I couldn’t slow down. Y/N could be hurt. I kept calling out her name. I knew she would never forgive me. Y/N is my best friend, the love of my life. We would always talk about growing old together and getting married and having kids. Fuck I messed up so bad. I started crying which made it harder for me to see. I tripped over a branch and just lost it. Daryl and my dad caught up to me and my dad just hugged me.

“D-dad. I fucked up. I fucked up big time” I said as I balled my eyes out in front of him and Daryl.

“We will find her Carl. I promise. Y/N is strong. Hell, if anyone can survive on their own out here, it’s her.” My dad said.

I just looked at him. He was right. Y/N was so strong. When we lost each other after the prison, Y/N was alone for what seemed like a few months. I don’t know how she did it, but she did. She found her way back to me. It was crazy how we found each other. We always found each other. A smile grew across my face.

“We are going to find her, huh” I said to them. I looked up at my dad and then at Daryl. He looked like he was crying as well.

“Alright you bunch of sissies” he sniffed “ let’s go get our Y/N back. ”

I was surprised Daryl hadn’t killed me yet. I hurt Y/N and he protected her like his own. He was like her big brother. I remember him telling me how he’d skin me alive if I ever hurt her. My thoughts were interrupted when we heard screams. It sounded like Y/N.

Y/N’S POV
I screamed as omne of them lowered himself to me and started touching me and kissing me all over.

“Get off of me!” I yelled trying to fight him off.

“I told you not to make a sound” the man said as he smacked me across the face.

He was a lot stronger than I was. I kneed him in the balls and pushed him off. I got up and tried to run but the other man grabbed me by my hair and pulled me back to the ground.

“Shut the fuck up you little bitch, you ain’t goin nowhere” He spat at me.

He tried removing my clothes and I screamed for help. He slapped me harder than the first guy did and my vision went blurry.

“Please don’t do this. ” I asked as he started to unbutton my pants.

The other guy came over to me and punched me in the face.

“You stupid slut.” He said punching me again.

He held my hands down so I couldn’t try and fight back. Then man on top of me suddenly fell right on top of me.

“What the fu-”

The guy holding my hands started to say until he fell back. I looked up and saw Carl pushing the guy off of me. He pulled me up and just held me. I started to cry in his arms. He sat me up and walked over to the guy other guy and started punching him left and right. Daryl came over to me and asked if I was hurt. I looked at the guy on the ground and saw he has an arrow sticking out of him; Daryl had shot the men with his crossbow. Rick went over to Carl who was still beating up the other man.

“Carl enough” Rick said pulling his son off of the guy.

The guy was shot in the chest while the other guy was shot in the head, killed instantly. Rick then went to the guy on the ground and pushed the arrow deeper into his chest. The guy screamed in pain. Rick took his knife out and stabbed him in the head. He walked over to me and hugged me.

“I’m glad you’re okay Y/N. Are you hurt anywhere? Did they” he paused “touch you?”

I shook my head. That’s when Carl came over to us. He fell to the ground and took me out of Daryl’s arms. He wrapped his arms around me and cried.

“I’m such an idiot. I should’ve never let you go. I love you and only you Y/N.”

I just sat there in his arms crying. Rick interrupted us.

“Guys, we gotta get out of here. The walkers are getting close. ”
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We got back to Alexandria. The others left me and Carl alone because they knew we had to talk. We were in our room and I still haven’t said a word to him.

“Y/N” he said quietly. “I don’t expect you to forgive me, but I just want to apologize. I know a sorry won’t cut it but I really mean it. I should’ve never went out to the woods with Enid..”

Her name made me cringe.

“..I’m such a fuck up. I don’t deserve you. You’re the love of my life and I let her get in the way. I am truly sorry Y/N.”

I just stayed still looking at the ground. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I’m surprised I haven’t ran out of tears from crying so much.

“Y/N, babe. Please talk to me, say something to me, spit at me, hit me, do something to me” Carl went on.

“You’re not even worth it Carl.” Was the first thing I told him since that day with Enid. “Carl you hurt me so badly. You made me feel like shit.”

“Babe I’m really sorry. I-”

I cut him off.

“I wasn’t finished.” He stopped and looked down. “I felt like I just lost my best friend. When you told me to stay away from Ron I did, but you couldn’t stay away from Enid when I asked? Carl, I haven’t felt so betrayed before in my life. I can’t be your second choice.”

“Y/N I don’t want Enid or anyone else. I made a huge mistake. It was just nice to have things in common with someone else and I let that overpower my feelings for you. But when I watched you leave” he paused for a second trying not to lose it and start to cry. “I-I knew that I didn’t care about any of that. I only care about you. Who else is going to call me a dork because I obsess over comic books and video games? Who else is going to tell me how annoying I am when it’s my turn to get Judith and I make you go get her because I don’t want to stop reading? Y/N, you are my other half.”

He lifted my chin up so we could make eye contact. I looked into his beautiful blue eyes which were now red from crying.

“Your smile that brightens up my day, your eyes that show your compassion towards others, your heart which is filled with so much love. You give me hope for a better world. I don’t expect you to forgive me, Y/N but I just wanted to let you know that you are the one for me. No one else could replace you.”

I just sat there. He let out a sigh and looked down.

“Carl, I love you. I always will, but I don’t think I could forgive you.”

I saw his body tense and he dropped his head. He started to cry softly. I placed my hand on his shoulder.

“But I can try.”

He looked up at me and put his hand on my cheek.

“Y/N, I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Carl.”

We both leaned in and shared a passionate kiss.

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“You know, neither of them meant to hurt you.” Seth attempted to comfort as they watched you and Quil dance in the water. “We can’t help who we imprint on.” he added.

“I know that Seth. They wouldn’t do it on purpose, but it still hurts. I’ve been in love with the same girl since I was 8, and I finally managed to get a chance with her, then I lost her to my best friend. Out of everyone he could’ve imprinted on, he imprinted on her.” Embry explained to his young friend. His jealousy was obvious by the way he was slightly glaring at the two of you, but he also knew he didn’t have a chance with you anymore.

“It’s not their fault man.” Jacob spoke up from beside Embry, shocking the two. Jacob never really spoke about the two being together, even though everybody knew he didn’t like the idea. “It happened. We can’t change it. Trust me. I tried too.” 

The three looked up as they heard a loud squeal echo through the beach, followed by the loud laugh of Quil. Embry sighed, wishing that he could just drown the noises out. He knew you were happy though, and that brought him a little bit of joy from the situation. He had spent his whole life trying to make you happy, and seeing the never disappearing smile you had with Quil showed him that you were. As long as you were happy, so was he.



“Put me down!” you laughed as Quil threw you over his shoulder.

“Why should I?” he mocked. You glared at his back, slapping his bum. Quil did a double take, and repaid the favor. 

“Hey!” you screamed.

“Payback sweetheart. You can’t say anything.” he teased. He laughed once again, placing you back down on the sand. He cupped your face, putting his forehead against yours. “I love you.” he mumbled, placing a short kiss on your lips. The kiss, even though short, still brought the fireworks in your stomach.

“I love you too.” you whispered, connecting your lips again. 

Neither of you realized the three people staring, one who seemed annoyed, one who seemed upset, and the other who seemed to find it romantic

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i only found out about my gender identity around december of last year into this year! i would like to thank my best friend kajijr for supporting me and helping me out!!!

also seeing all these asian ppl really makes me feel glad! i dont want to be ashamed anymore because its okay. its okay to be an asian and non binary child.

Close As Strangers 3

After much requesting it is here! Unfortunately it’s short, but give me some ideas of where you’d like the story to go after this part!

Close As Strangers 3

Luke x Reader

Requested; highly


(Still in Luke’s POV)

“Hey, we need to talk.”

I swallowed the lump forming in my throat and sniffled, asking her to go on.

“So, Andrew came over tonight. I, needed someone to help me stop missing you and get my mind off of you.” I sighed, I trusted Andrew a lot around Y/N and I hoped he was going to be there for her in rough times like these when I’m not there to protect her to make her happy. But what she said next was something I never expected from him.

“And he told me he loved me…ever since he met me…” My side of the phone went dead. I leaned back onto the headboard of my bed and tried to take in the words she spilled from her mouth. Her voice came out soft and scared, like my angry side would come out and lash out at her, which was a part of me she hated, and a part of me I learned to hate after I’ve seen the fear in her eyes. My blood boiled at the sound of Andrew being in our apartment alone with her, and all the things he could’ve done to her. I couldn’t even stomach down the image of his lips on hers or his body hovering over her. She was in a vulnerable state and I know how tempted people can get when they’re vunerable and have nobody there to help them. All the awful and disgusting assumptions popped into my head, and without even thinking, I lashed out at her.

“So you brought Andrew into OUR apartment and he just randomly told you he loves you? What else happened, you slept with him in OUR bed, kissed him on OUR bed, told him you loved him back like you use to tell ME?” Calum was slowly waking up beside me at my yelling, and rubbed his eyes while groaning.

“Luke listen to me, I called you-“

“No I don’t want to hear it you want to know why?”

“Why?” She shot back, and with all the anger in my being, I lied straight through the phone. A lie that would ruin us, a lie that would make everything we had go away, a lie that would prevent us of ever being together, ever.

“Because Arzaylea told me she loved me too. And I said it back.” Calum’s eyes immediately went wide and he tried to get up from his bed to shield my mouth from saying anymore words, but I shot up and put my hand firmly against his bare chest keeping him a safe distance from me. I could hear a soft sob come from Y/N’s side, my heart breaking every time she wept. In my head I thought saying that would’ve been the best thing to do. In my head I now didn’t trust either of them, and had already make up my mind that they were in love and always have been since they’re always together and have always been together since they were young. Andrew was handsome, star athlete, great student, got along well with adults, had so many friends, had perfect hair, skin and teeth, he was everything I wasn’t. No wonder she would pick him over me.

“Well, then I’m happy for you. I’ll be moving my stuff out tomorrow. I hope I don’t ruin anymore of your tour. We’re only wasting more time being together. Tell Arzaylea I said congrats too.” and with that she hung up. I could hear in her voice that she was trying to stay positive and strong, like this situation was meant to benefit her in a way, but we all knew it was me and her meant to be together. She was meant to be by my side, be the girl all my songs are dedicated to, and be the girl that’s also my best friend and biggest fan. But she drifted away, and didn’t even deny her and Andrew. I just hoped one day we could reconnect, and maybe, just maybe, light that flame again.

“What did you just do you stupid idiot?” Calum said frustrated. He flaired his arms up and started walking back to his bed.

“Just ruined the best thing in my life, all for her happiness with someone else.”

Y/N POV

And he’ll never know, it was him who I chose.

Boom Box to my Heart

Originally posted by sunnygp

Badboy!Taehyung x reader

Word Count: 3K

Summary: Taehyung screws up and surprises you at night.


“Can you tell me what I did wrong?”

You angrily scoffed in disappointment, fisting your clothes and makeup into the purse that laid opened on top your bed. You were rushing back and forth into the bathroom as Taehyung stood there, gripping on his brown locks to watch you pack your things.

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Certain Things [1/2]

Characters: Baekhyun x Aera x Suho

Type: Angst

Word Count: 1342

A/N: Maybe I’ll do a second part to this, but only if I get enough feedback~

Regretting things was only human, but it hurts nevertheless.


Part 2 (final)Loving him came easy. He was gentle, sweet and one of the most compassionate guys I have ever met. It was far too easy to fall for him, but I was a coward of course. I couldn’t tell my own best friend how much I cared for him. How much affection I had for him, how much I loved him.

I was crushed when he told me of that one girl that he fell for. She was on the same course in college as him and one of the sweetest girls. Well, that’s what he said.

I didn’t like her. And that should clearly mean something because I never not liked anyone. I was far way too easy going to hate someone seriously. She hasn’t done anything to me, not physically, but her actions when I was around was what made me actually hate her. The way she was acting around Suho was more than disgusting. She was very much two faced. Playing the sweet girlfriend when he was around, and getting all whiny. And the cold, rude girl when he was away getting things for her and me being alone with her only.

She hated me as well, the feeling was very much mutual. She didn’t like me being around Suho and she had no shame in stating that fact. Not to me directly, but to Suho when I was around. Which is also why our meetings and rituals stopped one after another. I couldn’t name my best friend a best friend anymore. We wouldn’t do much together for that, he was now a friend. Just a friend.

I wonder if he ever misses our lazy Sundays, where one of us would visit the other to watch movies and just stay home. Or the time we would study together and help the other out as much as we could. I wonder if he even noticed that we were not seeing each other as much as we did in the past, it’s already been three weeks and we only decided to meet up today. Together with his girlfriend and the other guys of course, never alone anymore. The two of us was no more. And that fact hurt.

“I could vomit.” Sehun rolled his eyes at the sight in front of him. I would have scolded him normally, but I was feeling exactly the same way. Especially after what I witnessed earlier today, something I wished wasn’t true.

“How can hyung not see her real personality? She is so whiny, I can’t hear her obnoxious tone anymore.” Kai followed suit and massaged his temple.

Yeah, the guys were not really fond of her as well. But nothing beat the hatred I felt, and nothing beat the pain I was enduring through it all.

Sighing tiredly, I averted my eyes to my drink in front of me. We decided to meet up at a cafe and talk before watching a movie in the cinemas. But whatever I tried, I just couldn’t be apart of the conversation. Nobody really could with Suho being occupied with his girl. Not that anyone particularly noticed me being exceptional quite. Besides him.

“Everything okay?” Looking at the guy who whispered into my hair from the right side, I meekly shrugged.

“Yeah, I am.”

“Don’t lie to me, Aera.” Baekhyun placed his left arm on my stool to turn to me frowning. “You don’t seem so good.”

“Just a headache, nothing major.” I tried to give him a bright smile, but it probably looked more like a grimace.

“No, it’s something different. Something is bugging you, what is it. Come on, tell oppa.” He looked deeply into my eyes, smiling gently at me. He was sincerely concerned. “Aera, what is on your mind?”

“I was at the mall today.” I blurted out, my voice small so no one else could hear. “I saw something I shouldn’t have seen, didn’t want to see. Suho’s girlfriend…”

“That is not all, is it?” He raised an eyebrow and I shook my head. “I think I know where this is going.”

“She was kissing another guy, on the mouth,” I whispered, averting my eyes completely. How could someone cheat on a guy like Suho? He was everything. Everything I ever wanted.

Scoffing, Baekhyun shook his head. “Is it mean if I said that it doesn’t surprise me? I never liked her and always knew that there was something about that relationship. Listen, you should tell him. He needs to know that. As much as it will hurt him, he has a right to know.”

“You really think he would listen? Believe me.”

“Of course! He should, he is your best friend after all.” He smiled. And through the whole day, Baekhyun stuck with me and made it his mission to distract me.

However, Suho did not listen. He didn’t believe me at all.

“I knew the guys were not really liking her, but you.” Suho shook his head, his eyes full of hurt, betrayal and especially anger. “You never voiced out anything. Never said that you hated her, but that is now pretty obvious, isn’t it?!” His voice grew louder, till he was actually shouting. At me, for the very first time since we met each other five years ago.

“Suho, just listen.” I pleaded. “I saw her with my own eyes!”

“Oh really. Are you sure it’s not your jealousy talking?!” That caught me off guard.

“W-what?”

“She told me, you know. What you really feel towards me and hate her because she is my girlfriend. Lashing out at her without any reasons. But I actually never believed her. I thought I knew Aera, she would never do something like that. But now I am seeing how right she was. Just because I don’t love you and am in a relationship with someone else doesn’t mean that you can try to lie to break my happiness.” He growled, charging at me before he stood right in front of me. Glaring down, his jaw clenched.

But I was to preoccupied with my thoughts to register that, too taken aback by the fact that my own best friend knew of my feelings for him, but ignored it and even made me come to the meet ups. I never wanted to and always tried to back out, but he always pleaded and I always gave in. Yet this, this was beyond anything that could have happened. He knew how it hurt me to see him with her and he still went on. He knew me for five years and still believed his girlfriend of not even three months. After all those days crying alone, I was done. Done with crying, feeling angry, loving him.

Closing my eyes and taking one deep breath, I looked straight into his eyes. “Out of my apartment.” My tone was hard, cold. Ignoring his widening eyes and agape mouth, I went on. It was the time that I stood up for myself and looked forward, I need to move on from this feeling. Because he wasn’t worth it. Someone who disregarded my feelings can’t be my best friend, not even a friend. “I won’t stay quite when someone calls me a liar and I don’t want to be friends with anyone that seems to ignores my pain. You believe your girlfriend of three months more than your best friend of five years, someone who never once lied to you? Fine, but I am done feeling miserable and crying after you to just find out that you knew all along. So, out of my home.” With that, I shoved his shocked self out of the living room of my apartment, before throwing the door close. And with that, throwing him out of my life.

One June 20th, 2017, I will officially have been playing Miss. Celaena Hazard for an entire year. She will be the first muse I ever had who has ever lasted a year with me. And so I would just like to thank a few people because I couldn’t wait anymore:

@more-than-unorthodox - this girl has been with me throughout almost all my muses. Gloria is like the big sister I wish I had and the best friend I could ever ask for. Not only she there when I come up with crazy headcanons or thread ideas to put our muses through, but Gloria is also there for me when I need to rant about school or other things. I love her with all my heart and really hope I get to meet her in person.

@packlxss - I met this mun the first day I had Celaena. I consider them one of my very close friends on Tumblr and sometimes I wonder how they put up with both me and Celaena. 

@rcvnant - Okay. Octavia is the best. I shit you not me and her talk almost every day about our muses all the time. If you were to go through our DMs, it’s all headcanons and thread ideas about the ship between our muses. And not just our ship but the brotp between her other muse. I just love all her muses.

I love these three with all my heart and I hope we can continue roleplaying together. ( And that you all meet because I need my friends to be friends, you know?)

5

“So the history goes – again, this is just something that’s hints and speculations, including from the creators of the show – that Marceline and PB were very good friends when Bubblegum was just a little girl, which of course was many, many hundreds of years ago. And what happened was that Bubblegum grew up, fast, because she had to rule over the Candy Kingdom. And as soon as she became a grownup, or even started acting like one, Marceline didn’t want anything to do with her anymore. So, therefore, Bubblegum has all these abandonment issues, and it’s also a reason why she won’t ever let anyone really get close to her ever again, because her first, and best friend left her. Isn’t that sad?” (x)