and he still did the stage door

Dance With The Devil.

I haven’t seen the end to myself either

But if there’s such a thing, wouldn’t it be you?

Originally posted by jamwithbutter

[song inspiration: BTS - Dimple]

info: angel!park jimin x demon!oc 
genre: angst, smut, supernatural!au
word count: 4k


“What is with you and always showing up just when I’m about to do something fun?” 

“You being a demon now doesn’t eliminate my job as your guardian angel, Demitrius.” the angel said calmly as I watched my victim run away down the alley, making me let out a groan of annoyance.

“You’d think it would.”

“Well, it does not. I’m your guardian angel until it’s utterly impossible for me not to be.” he pointed out, shoving his hands into the pockets of his black slacks casually.

“Some guardian angel you are, considering I’m a goddamn demon now.” I spat, shoving his shoulder as I stormed past him. He caught my wrist, spinning me around to face him, a serious look on his angelic face.

“You’re a demon because you sold your soul to save your sister’s, Demitrius. Though idiotic, a selfless act on your part. Making you into a servant of Hell was the only way they could stop me from regaining your soul back. Which, I still intend to do, somehow.” I snatched my hand away from him, anger I normally wouldn’t have felt coursing through my veins.

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things i think about

- marvin and whizzer were together for at most six months before the end of act two

- how long does marvin have until, well, y’know

- how did jason call whizzer? did he find the number in marvin’s things? did whizzer not move in two years?

- literally, who shows up to a little league game at the bottom of the sixth (possibly third, depending)? who what were you doing, whizzer?

- dear god, tell me whizzer is a nickname for something. even so, whhyyy.

- marvin’s character arc

- trina trying to be better about her thoughts/actions towards gays, but still not being perfect and wincing when charlotte and cordelia kiss in the hospital room

- trina’s complexities

- how much younger is whizzer than marvin? he definitely seems younger

- whizzer/marvin on stage chemistry during the thrill of first love. wow.

- i know charlotte and cordelia live next door, but when did they meet marvin? did they move in during the two blank years? did marvin move next to them after the divorce? what was that first encounter like?

- the amount of backlash charlotte must get at work constantly 

- how often does mendel just jump up at jason’s school/extracurricular events/baseball games like “don’t worry, son, you don’t have to be gay if you don’t want. remember all those pretty girls you talk about?“

- marvin’s “it’s been so long since i could tell“ during the baseball game. stop being such a snarky shit, marv.

- what does whizzer do? does he have a job??

- did marvin date people in those two years or did he just hang out with the lesbians in his h&m sweatshirt?

- marvin singing “i never wanted to love you“ to his son. fucking heartbreaking

“I’ve been hurt before, but not like this. Never like this.” G.D


a/n: hey guys! I know I took a little long to post this but its my first post and i kept thinking it wasn’t good enough haha. people on here are so talented tbh so i wanted it to be really good. i also don’t even know why i had to start off with a sad one-shot but i like how it turned out.  let me know what you think.

word count: 1,694 words


They say real love is when someone hurts you, but because you care about that person so bad you choose not to hurt that person in return. You choose to put your own feelings and your pride aside because you can’t imagine a life without that person. 

You rolled onto your stomach and grabbed your phone off the nightstand to check the time, 3:15 AM. You checked your phone for any missed calls or texts but saw nothing. You sighed, and put your phone back down on the nightstand, wondering what time Grayson would be coming home. 

You kept tossing and turning in bed, frustrated to the point of tears because once again, you found yourself sleeping alone in the bed you and Grayson shared and you hated it. You figured you should be used to it by now, seeing as to how this had become an every day thing for you, but you knew you never would. You would never get used to sleeping without Gray’s body next to yours. The warmth coming from his body was always comforting for you as he wrapped you up in his arms. 

From the very start, Grayson had had your heart. You guys grew up as childhood best friends, never leaving each other’s sides for anything. You were simply inseparable; and as you guys grew older, you had developed feelings for the hazel eyed boy. Not only developed feelings, you were completely in love with him. His captivating looks and adorable personality made it impossible not to. Of course, it was never in your plans to confess your feelings to your best friend, you thought it was best to keep them buried for the sake of your friendship. 

As you grew older, you went through relationship after relationship, never really finding the happiness that you were looking for. Instead, you were left heartbroken time after time, but having Grayson there to comfort you made your heart feel whole once again. He always assured you that there was someone out there that was meant to be with you, that was made to make you happy; but it never occurred to you that he was referring to himself. Never in your wildest dreams did you think that your best friend would actually feel the same way about you as you did for him, but he did. 

Or at least that’s what you had thought…

The day after he confessed his feelings for you, you guys went on your first official date and you knew right then and there that he was the one for you. He had made it his mission to make that night magical and unforgettable for you, and boy had he done just that. Fast-forward to two years later, you believed you guys were stronger and more in love than ever. You couldn’t have been more wrong.  

About two months ago, you had caught Grayson sleeping with some girl in his and Ethan’s apartment. The worst part of it was that he didn’t even know you knew. Heartbroken and completely torn apart, you had made sure to walk out of there as quietly as possible because a part of you did not want to believe what you saw was real. And as the weeks on, Grayson became more and more busy with the warehouse him and Ethan had gotten, leaving little to no time to spend with you. But when he asked you to move in with him and Ethan, it gave you hope that your relationship could only get better from here; but it instead made it harder for you to ignore the fact that, day after day, he went back to the same girl from that night. 

Now, you found yourself falling asleep, wrapped up in a blanket as you lay on the trampoline in the twins’ warehouse. You hadn’t been able to handle sleeping alone in yours and Grayson’s bed. The room alone had felt lonely and empty without him. And as time went by, you had kept glancing at the door, hoping to see Gray walk through it, but he hadn’t. 

You must’ve been in that stage between asleep and awake when you heard the door slam shut.

“Y/n?” Grayson whispered loud enough for you to hear. “babe what are you doing sleeping out here?”

Giving him no answer, you stayed completely quiet and still, pretending you were still asleep. You felt him get on the trampoline a few minutes later, his arms wrapping around you to bring your body closer to his as he lay behind you. “I love you so much y/n” he whispered.

You could smell the scent of women’s perfume that lingered on his clothing and did your best to keep the tears in. Liar. You couldn’t help but wonder if he was intentionally trying to hurt you and make it obvious that he was cheating or if he was simply that clueless to what he was doing

You waited for a couple of minutes until you heard his even breathing, knowing he was asleep, before slipping out from under the small blanket and crawling out of the trampoline. You hurried over to yours and Grayson’s room and dropped to the ground as you felt a warm stream of tears fall down your face. You shoulders shook slightly as you held your hand up to cover your face, cover your mouth, trying to keep as quiet as possible as the tears pooled into your palms. 

You couldn’t help crying, choking on the air and sobbing loudly into your hands, wishing for the pain you were feeling to stop. That your feelings could shut off so you couldn’t feel a thing. But your crying doesn’t stop, until you hear the door from your bedroom open. 

“Y/n? A-are you crying?” Grayson questioned, his voice low and raspy 

You don’t respond, you don’t even move, your mouth opens but nothing but a loud, choking sob comes out. 

“C’mere,” he whispered softly as you heard him walk over to you. Your vision comes blurry again as he picks you up and sets you on his lap after sitting down on the bed, wrapping an arm around your waist as his other hand caressed your cheek, “What’s wrong babe?”

“I-i can’t” you manage to say before another sob escapes your lips. Grayson just watched you with a confused and worried expression as you shook your head vigorously.

“You can’t what?” he asked as he wiped away the tears that fell. When you didn’t give him an answer, he brought your face in his hands and made you look at him, “Tell me”

“I-i”– another hiccuping sob escaped your lips – “I can’t do this a-anymore” you managed to say before standing up.  

You felt him grab you by the wrist and pull you back over to him, looking even more confused than before. “What? What do you mean y/n?” 

“I can’t keep doing this Grayson.” You said looking down, biting down on your lip hard to repress a sob. “You and me, I just don’t want to do this anymore.”

“Wha- no,” Grayson shook his head, his cheeks flushed to a steamy red as his eyes began to water. “Look, i’m sorry if I did som-”

“No Gray” you sighed, your voice cracking a bit, “I-i know… I know about her” 

Grayson’s face fell, his mouth opened and closed as he tried to say something, anything, but his mind was completely blank. 

Not being able to take the silence anymore, you walked over to your closet and pulled out your suitcase. You threw in as much clothing as you could, ignoring his pleads for you to stop, before he stood up and turned you to face him. “Please don’t do this… please don’t leave” 

“No Grayson” You sobbed, trying to pull away from him but his grip was too strong. “Let me go” 

“Please don’t leave like this.” he pleaded, “Just let me exp-”

“Explain what Grayson?” you asked, “Explain how for two months, I’ve cried myself to sleep, just to wake up the next morning to continue crying because the image of you and that girl is the first and last thing I thought about every single day? E-e-explain how I stuck with you these last two months, waiting for you to realize that the one for you was me, the girl that stayed up waiting for you every single night, and not her?” 

“Y/n i’m so sorry” he cried. 

“You know, better than anyone, that I’ve been hurt before. In fact, you were the one to glue me back together every single time a guy broke my heart” he looked away swiftly, the pain evident in his eyes. 

“But not like this. Never like this Gray” you choke out. “You’re the one person that I thought would never ever hurt me.. and now you’ve become the only one who’s ever been able to hurt me like this.” 

“Y/n… I never meant..” His voice trailed off and he took a few cautious steps towards you. “I never meant to hurt you y/n, y-you have to know that” 

“But you did” you muttered. “You lied to me, y-you broke me, and the worst part of it all is that there’s no one to piece me back together this time” 

You both stood there for what seemed like forever, not knowing what else to do or say. You both knew that this wasn’t only the end of your relationship. You knew that nothing would ever be the same after this.  

“I don’t want to lose you” he choked out. “I can’t lose you, you’re my best friend”

You gave him a sad smile and grabbed your suitcase, walking out the room and out the door. He ran after you and stood at the door frame calling out your name, but you held it together and threw your suitcase in the backseat. 

Once you pulled out of the warehouse parking lot, you looked back up to Grayson through the rear-view mirror, breaking even more at the sight of him crying onto Ethan’s shoulder, his body shaking with sobs as he watched you drive away. 


hope you enjoyed it! 

Part two

Powerless (El Diablo x Reader)

A/N. This bitch is over 5000 words long, so prepare yourselves. The goal is for it to be three parts in total, and i’ve already started part two, so be ready for that (considering how long they are though, it could be a few days). I love this character, and he deserved better, so be prepared for more stuff for him. alright, I hope you guys like this, enjoy!

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4


The locker room went from almost painfully loud to dead silent in under a second. Every man in the room turned to look at (y/n) as she threw her duffel bag into her locker and began to change. She was used to it. Instead of responding she pulled on her uniform jacket, clipped her belt around her hip, and crouched to lace up her boots, all without looking at the men surrounding her.

There weren’t a lot of women who worked as guards for Belle Reve prison, but even so there was a women’s locker room just down the hall. As a prank– which she later learned happened to every woman on her first day– (y/n) had been assigned a locker in the men’s room. Griggs, and a few of the other men, were hoping to get a laugh or two out of it, but when she changed without complaint, and without giving them anything to look at, they knew the charade had failed.

“(Y/l/n)!” Griggs barked, hoping to at least make her jump. Instead she turned slowly to look at him. He hated this woman already. “I’m Commander Griggs, your superior. Are you aware you’re in the wrong locker room?”

She raised an eyebrow when a couple men snickered around her, but gave him a pleasant smile. “I’m sorry, I must have gotten the wrong locker number. I’ll make sure to have that changed. I hope I didn’t make anyone uncomfortable.” Her sharp eyes swept the room, and more then a few of the men shifted under her gaze. “And technically I serve Amanda Waller. This transfer is only temporary.”

Griggs smiled at that. “Because you were caught fucking your boss.”

That got a reaction from her. A blush spread from the tips of her ears down her neck, but instead of lowering head her eyes hardened and she gritted her teeth. “Yes sir.”

Griggs’s smile grew. She may have outranked him once, but now she was his, and she had best remember that. He would make her remember. “Perfect. Right this way, let’s introduce you to the inmates.”

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QUARTET NIGHT LIVE Evolution 2017 - 2017/02/12 - REPORT Part ②

*Do NOT Repost*

Read Part ① here


I FORGOT TO MENTION!
They had intro music for ONLY ONE and it was really kakkoi!

And also about Shoutan’s hair!
You can barely see in photos, but one side of his hair was partly braided, one braid had green infused in it!


So, I know I scared a few of you by saying how I noticed Shoutan was off with part ① of my report.
I never seen anyone else mention about it at all, so I really wondered if it was only me who noticed?
So I asked my Japanese Shoutan friend, who, if there was anyone, would notice for sure. And she said she did notice he was off too. She said it could also be the technical difficulties they had which may have bothered Shoutan.
I’m glad I wasn’t the only one who noticed, I knew I wasn’t imagining things!


Winter Blossom

There was a piano on stage and a silhouette next to it. IS THAT SHOUTAN?!??
ITS HIM!!

He sat down, both me and Yukina screamed and were about to cry
He started playing!! 😭😭😭😭
Shoutan!Hehatesplayinginstrumentslive!Thefirstthemheplayedhediditforthefanssecondtimeheplayedabitduringanisama2015!!!!Hesplayingagainnnnn!!!!😭😭
😭😭
A bit before his line starts in the song,
He stopped playing.

He picked up a mic that was sitting on top of the piano with his left hand.
We all kinda laughed

He got up, walked forward and paused.
Fans:??

Shoutan: Ne? (Hey?)

Waratte. (Smile)

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Deaf!Dean Drabble 3

Thanks to @wanderingcas for all the help with this one! *blows a kiss*

Dean’s been in a mood all week. It started when a pop-up ad showed up on Sam’s laptop for the new Star Wars trailer. Dean and Cas had talked about going to see it together. But that was five months ago. Before the accident.

Despite the fact that he said he was fine, Cas could see the way that Dean was getting more and more upset as the week went on.

First Dean forgot to text, and instead dialed with the phone to his ear before he remembered–he sent everyone in his contact list a very inappropriate word.

Later in the week, when he’d walked up behind Dean and startled him, he’d pulled a gun on Cas.

And, when Cas finally suggests they go out to eat with Eileen and Sam, Dean actually sits down in a chair and sulks.

They were all little things. But, Cas knows that they are also big things to Dean.

Cas sighs, sitting down next to his husband, trying to find the words to say, the things to do to fix this. He knows Dean is hurting. And, he knows he is asking a lot for him to go out in public. Because, even if Dean doesn’t admit it, he gets easily embarrassed.

Cas pulls over one of the many notebooks they keep the bunker stocked with.

We don’t have to go, he writes. I just wanted to suggest something to help.

He puts the pen down and reaches over to grab Dean’s hand, but is met with air when it’s pulled away. His hand freezes, hurt painting his expression.

Dean grabs the pen, and writes forcefully: Do whatever the hell you want.

He stands, knocking over a chair in the process but doesn’t bother to fix it as he walks to his room.

Cas follows, vaguely aware of the fact that Sam and Eileen are in pursuit. He stops in Dean’s doorway, only to find Dean throwing a led Zeppelin tape onto the bed with a crestfallen look, headphones tumbling off to the side.

Cas’s chest hurt. It always hurts when Dean forgets.

Cas can see Eileen staring at him from the corner of his eye. It’s not the first time Dean’s gotten upset like this. Cas and Sam don’t have the heart to say very much. Usually Eileen doesn’t either. But, the second Cas’s eyes connect with Eileen’s, he can tell she has a lot she wants to say right now.

Suddenly, Cas feels a small hand press against his chest, nudging him back into the hallway.

Ok, out, she signs to Cas. I need to talk to Dean alone.

Cas’s mouth falls open a little in protest, but he’s met with a door shut in his face. He stares at it, eyes wide, completely taken by surprise.

Now Cas stares at the door to Dean’s room wondering what they’re saying on the other side of it.

“What do you think they’re talking about?” Cas asks Sam.

Sam shrugs. “Boys?” he says with a mischievous grin.

Cas bites back a smile, sitting on the ground with his back to the wall, waiting for the door to open. He fiddles with his wedding ring, thinking about the man he married, feeling his heart expand.

He wonders if Dean feels things have changed between them since the accident. He wonders if he’ll know how to help and be there for him now. And, sometimes, deep down and secretly, he has fears about losing Dean.

Cas twists his wedding ring harder, watching the skin on his finger pull a little with the friction.

I love you now. I love you forever—he recites the secret vows they said to each other on their wedding night since Dean didn’t want to say them in front of any of the other hunters that showed up to the ceremony.

I love you now. I love you forever, he thinks to the door.

Sam sits next to him, sending Cas a comforting look while they wait.

“It will be ok,” Sam says in sign language, comfortingly. Cas smiles at how much better Sam is at signing than Dean—His sweet, grumpy, beautiful, deaf husband who gets frustrated because he’s still in the re-learning stages of communication.

And Cas tries to mean it when he says “I know.”

The door opens and Eileen has a smug look on her face as Dean lets her shove his arms into a jacket.

“Let’s go,” she says to Sam and they walk to the car, Cas and Dean trailing after.

Before they go out to the garage, though, Dean grabs Cas’s hand, pulling him back to a stop, then kisses him lightly on the lips.

Cas furrows his eyebrows, grabbing a notebook and writes: What exactly did Eileen say to you?

Dean puts his hands in the air, then looks up at the ceiling as if trying to find the words to sign, then sighs, grabbing the notebook from Cas.

She called me an idiot, He writes. Said I needed to get my ass into gear and stop feeling sorry for myself.

Cas’s eyes widen in amusement before Dean starts writing again:

But then she told me you all loved me. Said it’s ok to be upset, but I shouldn’t stop living my life. And, Dean’s hands freeze for a second, a little emotion showing on his face before he finishes with: she reminded me of how lucky I am to have you.

Outside, the horn on the impala honks impatiently for Cas’s sake, but he ignores it.

Dean shuffles his foot against the floor sheepishly, before looking up again.

I am he writes, then pauses. I’m lucky to have you.

Cas smiles.

Me too, he signs to Dean, feeling relief flood through him.

They stare at each other until the horn goes off again, bringing Cas back to the present.

He leans forward and can see Eileen from the back seat of the impala, smiling in encouragement.

Cas tugs at Dean’s notebook, then writes: Want to go get some food?

Dean nods enthusiastically. Hell yeah, he writes. I’m starving.

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Jungkook Scenario: You Got Me.

Request: Hi!!! So happy you guys opened the requests! Can you please do one where Y/N is an idol and she’s really close with BTS especially Jungkook but she’s dating another idol (Baekhyun from EXO maybe) but she finds out he was cheating on her and Jungkook helps her heal from it cause for so long he’s had a crush on her but she never knew. Please have a fluff ending! Love you guys! Fighting! ❤

Genre: Fluff / Drama.


Things were going too good, you should have known when everything felt like a fairy tale that something wasn’t as it seemed, idol life could be hard, dating being an idol made everything twice harder. But you had been oblivious to it even if it had been there under your nose for a long time, you had gone blind for it maybe because you couldn’t believe it, living under the fantasy was way easier, denial, call it whatever but it wasn’t until it was plain obvious that you connected the dots.

Dating someone from EXO was terribly difficult, but you liked to think Baekhyun was worth it. He was fun and caring, playful and mischievous, more often than not acting younger than his age to amuse you, you enjoyed everything about him and you thought he felt the same towards you. Even when rumors started to go around your relationship he had played it so cool, you were a newer idol so he knew much more about the entertainment world than you so you let him guide you, and he had spoken so confidently, he had said he would face whatever for you that he would go out and say it to the press for everyone to know, he had said that so confidently and with such smile that just the memory of it got you like a fool smiling to yourself.

-Y/N you should be thankful there are no cameras in here yet, even by yourself you’re too obvious- you came back to the present after hearing Namjoon’s remark.

You stuck out your tongue at him but you could hear your group members laughing. -Oh yeah you are so funny-

You felt someone plopping down next to you in the same couch, it was Jungkook, one of your closest friends who you knew didn’t like Baekhyun too much, you thought it was because he had become protective of you as your friendship grew, but you were starting to think he just didn’t like him. -Wake up Y/N, focus here, would you?-

You scoffed but a smile formed on your lips. -On what? On you?-

Jungkook wiggled his eyebrows at you and that made you laugh openly. -Of course-

-I’ll take a picture and send it to Baek, we know your true love is Jungkook- one of your girls said half jokingly half meaning it because she thought you looked better with Jungkook.

-Yah, stop it- you laughed pointing at her. -Baek could take it the wrong way-

You were sharing waiting room with BTS, you usually did, and if sometimes you thought it would be good to share it with EXO you were also happy with BTS, the boys were hilarious and Jungkook always had the sickest memes, that was when he wasn’t acting like a meme himself.

Everyone kept talking or preparing, BTS was going to go first but even them had to wait a little while before it was their turn. Baekhyun was also promoting, at the moment not with his group, but with Red Velvet’s Seulgi, they were doing a duet and would be making special promotion of just one week. You had talked about meeting after the show was over but you bit down a smile. You could go and surprise him.

You stood up making Jungkook and your members look at you questioningly. -I’ll be back-

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En Paix (Newt Scamander x Ballerina!Reader

Originally posted by newtafidoscamander

Originally posted by adayofballet

“The what?” Newt sat on the couch of the Goldstein’s sisters apartment. He had just come back for a quick break the week before and was taking the time to relax and work on his book when Jacob had come up to him dressed in his winter coat with Queenie grinning beside him.

“The Swan Lake its actually a fairy tale and the ballet is just as good, it’s basically a performance where they tell the story through dancing, my mother used to make me go whenever she could get the tickets for cheap” He explained to the wizard.

“You’ll definitely like it Newt it’s beautiful the way they move and they look its just too wonderful” Queenie cooed with a dreamy sigh looping her arm through Jacob’s as she leaned on him. 

“Come on Scamander you’ve been doing nothing but working on your  work and you rarely come outta your case” Tine piped in buttoning up her coat. 

With a sigh Newt got up and quickly got on his coat, not before checking on all of his babes, and they headed out into the snow filled night. The opera house was crowded with hundreds of muggles and only a few wizards or witches here and there.

“Mommy! Papa! Hurry up or we won’t see Y/N!!” A little girl whined from in front of Newt pulling on both the parents hands.

“Now sweetie I’m sure she hasn’t come out just yet” the father chuckled.

“Oh Jacob Y/N L/N is performing tonight aren’t we lucky!?” Queenie exclaimed taking her seat. They had managed to get balcony tickets and the view was perfect to see the entire stage.

“Who’s Y/N L/N?” Newt asked.

“Oh she’s one of the best dancers I’ve seen” Queenie said shrugging off her coat “some say she traveled to England, Paris, and even Russia just to train for her whole life and by the time she was 17 she was already a dancing prodigy” 

The flickering lights caused a hush throughout the loud theatre and music from the orchestra began as lights settled onto the stage where the curtains rose. 

The first few minutes were a blur to Newt as he watched the girls and the men dressed in their costumes leaping and spinning graceful without a single mistake. They all honestly looked the same to him and bored him, that was until he saw her. 



Originally posted by bunheadforever

Odette, Jacob had told him, was the role you were playing. The girl who is cursed to turn into a swan by the moon. The way you danced, how poised and graceful you turned and jumped was incredible. He even found himself leaning forward as he scowled at the man who was suppose to fall in love with Odette danced with hands on your body.

Once the performance had ended the the entire room shook with the loud applause and shouts of praise as you bowed alongside the others. Roses, and bouquets of just about every flower were thrown in your direction.

Newt found himself also on his feet cheering your name and even producing a flower from his coat tossing it down you caught it in your hands giving him a glance you gave him a smile as you brought the flower to your nose.

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“What a night huh Y/N?” Your close friend Elena asked from beside you as you sat in your dressing room twirling the flower that brown haired man had thrown in your direction.

Oui what a night indeed” You hummed.

“Ugh I swear those suitors just don’t know when to catch a break, one of these days you need to just pick one of them up!” She huffed standing from the couch she stomped over to the door throwing them open.

“OI! Miss.L/N is not looking for a relationship so why don’t ya bugger off-” 

“Lena! What she meant to say was I am in fact looking for a stable relationship, just not at this..exact uh….moment…” You trailed off off catching sight of the most beautiful golden brown eyes. 

Some of the men shuffled away with broken hearts not before leaving you with gifts and flowers that covered just about half of the room. All except him.

“I-I really enjoyed your performance ah Miss.Y/N” He softly complimented you finally looking up at your face. You offered him a kind smile bringing the flower up to your nose just as you did on stage.



Originally posted by hardyness

Merci monsiuer-”

Y/N Hurry up its bloody cold out there and I don’t want to have to stay here longer then needed Lena pulled you back into the room slamming the door you still had that love struck smile on your face as you sat onto the couch with a soft sigh.

You twirled the flower between your fingers enjoying the sparkles that came off completely captivated not only by its magic, but by the man who had managed to steal your heart. 

Complicated | Mark Lee

pt.1 | pt.2 | pt.3 |

Summary: You were accepted to SM Entertainment as a dancer, starting a new chapter of life. Your dream is finally coming true.

Word Count: 1,704

Genre: fluff


A month has passed since you moved to Seoul and joined SM.
You’re ready to perform with NCT127 on stage for their new comeback, Jiyeon and you became best friends, and Mark and you are texting everyday, but he’s busy because of his upcoming comeback that’s why you don’t see him very often.

Today was the day, NCT will have their comeback stage, and you’re on of the background dancers.
It was 8 am and your alarm woke you up. The sun was shining into your room brightening up everything, you yawned because you were really tired since you went to bed late at night, after finishing practicing for today.

After you brushed your teeth and showered, put on your dancing clothes, and went to Jiyeon’s apartment.
Softly knocking at her door. “are you ready??“ you asked her excitingly after she opened the door and welcomed you with a wide smile.
“I am nervous though, it’s the very first time we’ll be performing on a stage“ she did looked kind of worried “with a actual audience, I’m scared of making a mistake but whatever we’re on stage tho!!“  her smile was back on her face.
“Let’s go“ you took her hand and both of you went down to the practice rooms.

All the dancers have to meet up before going together to the venue for rehearsal.  Kasper explained the remaining details about your performance, and after he finished you all went together to the back door. Two big vans were waiting for you to transport you to the venue.

During the car drive you looked at your phone and saw a text from Mark.

[9:45] Mark: Hey, excited to see you later!!

This really made your heart flutter. Not only this message but Mark lately, you were confused about your feelings towards him but since you think he only sees you as a good friend, you tried to hide them and try to see him only as a friend too.
A light sigh came out of your mouth shortly before you sent a message back.

[9:47] You: same here!!

It wasn’t a lie tho, you actually were more excited to see Mark then to be on stage, you thought. Rapidly shaking your head, being on stage was your absolute dream, forget that thought about Mark.
From your sight you could see Jiyeon looking confused at you. “Are you ok?“ her mouth moved without a sound coming out, but you knew what she just asked. You nodded and laid your head on her shoulder.

After arriving at the Venue, all of you went to your own backstage room. All of this was so exciting and new to you, but you kinda liked it.
Some stuff member brought all the clothes you were going to wear on stage, you already saw them because Kasper was showing you some pictures, and asked for your sizes.

Lots of food was on the table, just like a buffet. “I feel like we’re the main stars wow“ Jiyeon said with her eyes wide open.
You glanced around the backstage room curiously, you saw styling tables, the buffet, lots of mirrors and a changing room.
After you all had a proper meal for breakfast, you had some time to digest.

“Let’s go the rehearsal starts in 10 minutes!!“ Kasper clapped his hands to get all the attention.
Everyone stood up and went outside, you and Jiyeon followed.

The closer you got to see Mark, the more your heart started to flutter.

At minute 2:58 of the new title song, was when all the dancers came on stage for the breakdown.
So basically NCT127 was on stage before you all, obviously. Your eyes were stuck on Mark, he did amazing, his rap left you speechless, even thought you have heard that song before, but it was the first time you heard it live. He sounded better when he rapped live, so energic and into it. Mark really was standing out the most for you.
Now was your time, you ran on stage and completed the break down. No audience except for some stuff members, no fancy clothes yet, no make up, but you still gave your best, and actually succeeded without a mistake.

The dancers and you left the stage shortly before NCT127 finished their song, that means you went off stage before Mark could even see you for a second. Also all of you had to return to the room, for the styling.

Exhausted and out of breath you sat down on the couch, Jiyeon next to you. “It was only the rehearsal, but I’m even more confident now.“ she smiled.
You nodded and showed her that you could actually relate “same, same, same“
“I saw you staring at Mark before we had to go on stage, you blushed a little“ she giggled and poked your shoulder.
She knew everything about your feelings towards him, she was your best friend here, you told her everything. In that short amount of time, both of you became such good friends you could trust her with your life.
“And you’re blushing again, sorry“ she started laughing, but not in a mean way to tease you. “Why don’t you just tell him how you feel, I could bet my life he’s feeling the same, but you’re being stubborn.“ she said.
“Stop being delusional Jiyeon“ both of you started laughing, she stopped really fast “No I’m actually being serious“
You rolled your eyes and went to get something to drink “Do you want water too?“ you asked her.
“I see I see now you’re changing the topic, but well since you’re asking, yes please“

The show starts in 2 hours.

Suddenly you received a message from Mark

[4:02pm] Mark: I couldn’t see you but I know you did amazing

And there we go again, your face turned red immediately.

[4:03pm] You: YOU did amazing!

[4:03pm] Mark: Do you have a second? let’s meet on the stairwell to the second floor“

What did he just say?? meet you, what where you going to say? you were gonna blush again and embarrass yourself.
But still you started to grin widely, Jiyeon noticed and rushed to you. “What did he say?“ She already knew the smile you had everytime Mark texted you. You showed her the message “You are going to meet him right now, no excuses. We still have time left“ she got excited, you thought it was cute how happy she always was for you.

[4:06pm] You: sure I’ll be there in 4 minutes

[4:06pm] Mark: see you in a second

On your way to the stairway you were repeating yourself to not blush in front of him, to not give him any hints about your feelings. Also you haven’t actually talked in person for a while now because both of you were really busy practicing, especially him.

You opened the door to the stairway, and saw him sitting on of the stairs. He lifted his head and a wide smile occurred on his face as soon as he saw you. You sat down next to him and stared on the blank wall in front of you.

Both of you sat there in a awkward silence but he broke the silence with a shyly comment.

“Y-You look beautiful btw“  the moment this words left his mouth, his cheeks turned a bright red.

Your heart was exploding, but surprisingly you didn’t blush in front of him, actually you were feeling so comfortable around him, besides that your heart was killing you because the feelings were still there reminding you, that you liked that boy more than just a friend and he just said that you were beautiful.

“I have no make up on and I’m all sweaty from the rehearsal. But thank you wow“ you giggled.

“You still look great tho“ now he finally looked at you.
“Are you excited for the show?“ changing the topic to save him from blushing. You couldn’t believe it wasn’t you who was blushing, it was actually him. Maybe Jiyeon was right and his feelings were just like yours too?
“I actually am“ he laughed.

It wasn’t the right time right now, but you couldn’t stop your thoughts about how beautiful this boy was.

“Wait you’re so amazing on stage Mark, when I saw you today I couldn’t stop looking at you, you really did so so so good.“ not noticing how fangirly you just sounded. “I’m sorry but I just had to say that“ you looked down.

“Whoa thank you!“ he giggled. His giggle, you loved it even though you haven’t heard it very often since you didn’t see him often the past month, but still you loved that sound so much.

“Also I-I wanted to tell you something“ he didn’t even finish his sentence when the door opened, Johnny’s head showed. “Mark it’s your turn for the make up, come“ he waved his hand. “oh and hi“ he looked at you with a very confused face, probably asking himself what mark and you were doing on the stairway.

“Let’s talk later, good luck with your stage!!“ you said, petting his shoulder.
His face was kind of disappointed and annoyed, it seems like he really prepared for that moment but it just got cut off. “thank you to you too!“

You returned back to the room. When Jiyeon spotted you, she sprinted to you. “and??“ she asked curiously and full of excitement.
“nothing interessting, he just called me beautiful.“ you couldn’t help but to start smiling. It was a different kind of smile this time.
“This is what you call not interessting?? omg Y/N“ she shaked her head and softly slapped your shoulder. “I told you he liked you!!“
“chill he only said I’m beautiful, it means nothing“ you said teasingly.
“now who’s the delusional one?“ both of you started to laugh.

After getting your make up done, and changing into the prepared dancing clothes, the dancers and you were on the way to the stage.
Now you really started to get anxious, scared of messing up but Kasper said some really motivating words shortly before you went on stage.


part 4

Tour Shenanigans - Justin Bieber imagine

Request: ‘Can you please do a imagine where y/n and Justin are both famous, and y/n is on tour but Justin comes and visits her, and there backstage just playing around ? And btw I love your imagines 💕

Warnings: none

A/N: it’s probably crappy but, I tried my best. we’re almost to 1K YAY!!!


{Y/N} POV

“Thank you all so much for coming out to this show. It means the absolute world to me. I’m {Y/N} {Y/L/N} and goodnight Miami!” I was about to pass out from all the singing, dancing and talking I did for one night. Thank goodness for coffee and energy drinks. I walked off the stage to go backstage to my room.

“Amazing job tonight!”

“You were great!”

I thanked every along the way, hugging a few here and there. You just gotta love the team. I reached my room and my manager was standing right in front of it.

“Oh, I thought you were in your room already {Y/N}.” he said, slightly embarrassed. “Anyways, you did an awesome job tonight. Hopefully the rest of the crowds are as loud as Miami.”

“If it was not for the energy, I would have passed out!” I replied, still recovering from being on stage. I think the energy supplements were starting to kick into overdrive. “Well, if you need me, I’ll be in my room for the next ten hours.” 

My manager nodded his head, giving me my space. I went into my room and as soon as I stepped foot in it, I shut the door. I didn’t need anyone else bothering me. I just wanted to be alone. The door supported my weight whilst I slid down it, running my hands through my messy hair. Gosh, I was going to need at least two showers. After rested for a few minutes, I got up from the ground and threw myself on the love seat in the corner of the room.

I rested my head on the pillow and stared up at the ceiling, until I eventually fell asleep.


I was awoken by some type of liquid being thrown or tossed at me. I just woke up so I had no clue who threw it and how it got on me. I groaned aloud and turned my body, facing another way on the couch. I heard laughing but, I thought nothing of it.

She’s going to be pissed when she wakes up,” I heard a voice say. 

“Get out now, please.” I said in an annoyed tone. 

After the exchange of words with whoever else was in the room, was when I officially had enough. Whoever it was threw liquid at me again and this time, it got in my face. I quickly sat up and looked over at the door because that’s where I heard the voices coming from. Whoever the person was, was as shocked and confused as I was. 

“Justin?” I questioned. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn’t seeing things and to my suspicions, it was him! “What the hell is your problem? You see me sleeping here and you’re going to—are you recording this?”

“Actually, no.” he corrected me. “It’s not like this is being broad casted to hundreds of thousands of fans right now.”

“Justin!” I yelled at him. I got up from the couch and I tripped over something that was on the floor. He left a water gun on the ground, I presumed for me. Oh, two can definitely play at that game Bieber. I exited the room and it seemed like the rest of the team was in on this too.

“Justin got you guys too?” I asked. Everyone nodded their head yes. This meant war. 


No room in the arena was left untouched. We found Justin a few times and actually got it, but he was as sly as a fox. I decided to start broad casting as well because I thought it would add more fun to the game. Most of the team was just chilling around, waiting for something interesting to happen but, I wasn’t going to let my guard down, not yet. I continued walking around, even going into the actual arena to see if he was there. Knowing him, he was probably hiding behind one of the seats in the audience which was already cleared out by now.

“Look Justin,” I called out into the empty room, “If you’re out there, just know that I call a truce. You win!” I wasn’t being serious about giving up yet. I thought that if I called a truce maybe he would come out of hiding and actually believe me.

“Giving up so soon?” I heard his voice question behind me. It startled me because I wasn’t expecting him behind me. I turned around to face him and smiled at him.

“Yeah, I give up Justin.” I replied. “Believe me if you want but, I’m really tired. I’ve had a long day.” I dropped my water gun to show Justin that I was “giving up” but, in reality I wasn’t. He sent me an amused look since he wasn’t expecting me to give up so fast. I was never one to give up but, I was glad he didn’t catch on to where I was getting. 

I always had tricks up my sleeve so, Justin wasn’t getting let off the hook so fast. I went over to shake his hand on me calling the truth. I took his hand into mine and shook it and I took the water balloon from out my back pocket and threw it at him. 

He stood there in shock, not knowing what to do. “{Y/N}! What is your problem? You got my phone wet!”

“That’ll teach you not to mess with me Bieber. If you’ll excuse me, I have some shut eye to get back to.”

Hot And Bothered

In which post-concert Harry is being a horny little shit and you have to deal with it all night.

A/N: Hello once again, my fellow thirsty Harry girls!  Sooo a backstory to this: I was at the OTRA Baltimore concert Saturday (Yep. I had to watch Drag Me Down live.  I had to hear Harry’s voice in the end with my own ears.).  How am I still alive, you ask?  Well, I’m barely hanging on to my life.  The post concert depression hasn’t gone away and basically all I want to do is lay on my couch and cry because GOD I LOVE HARRY SO MUCH. So, as a result, I wrote this to maybe quench my thirst (but in reality it just made it so much worse).  Hope you enjoy!

Stay thirsty, my friends. x

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I Like you a lot

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Word Count: 797

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Insecurity trigger maybe?

Summary: Reader planned on meeting BTS members today, but got too nervous and Jimin comforted them.

A/N: OKAY I AM SO SORRY!! :((( This did not turn out at all how I planned. I think tomorrow I am going to write a different one for this request, but I don’t like it much, and you probably wont either. BUT TOMORROW’S WILL BE BETTER, But I do hope you liked this one, even though its too short and all over the place! <3


You and Jimin had been dating for only about two weeks. You really hadn’t even known each other long, but you both immediately fell for each other through hidden glances and shy smiles. It was a cliché story, but beautiful all the while.

You met him at a convenient store on a Friday night. You had a long day at university and you just wanted to go home and eat ramen, but sadly, you didn’t have any left, so you went to the store to buy some, but when you were in the ramen aisle, so was Jimin. He had the last two packets of ramen in his hands. Your face slouched down to a pout, you were really looking forward to that ramen. You weren’t going to say anything though, it was Park Jimin, he probably had a long week of rehearsing and he probably wanted ramen just as much as you. Unfortunately, he noticed your foul reaction and shyly asked if you wanted to share the two packets.

So you did, you made them at the store and sat together and ate them quietly. The both of you only said a few words to each other, you too shy and nervous to say anything, and him being to amazed by your beauty. Eventually you both went on your different paths, but ran into each other again a week later at an ice cream shop. You each others numbers and decided to start hanging out a little more. You eventually warmed up to him a little, not fully, but he asked you to be his girlfriend anyways.

Now it was the day Jimin planned on taking you to rehearsal with him so you could meet his friends. Of course, you already knew who they were. But, it was different meeting them while knowing a member of the group personally.

You paced back in forth in your dorm room waiting for Jimin to come pick you up. You were so worried about meeting the rest of the members, you were lowkey just worried to see Jimin. It was still early stages of your relationship, and you haven’t opened up much to him yet. You guys did communicate though, just not about real deep things yet.

A knock was heard on your door and you opened to see an overly smiley Jimin on the other side.

“I’m excited! Aren’t you?” You just anxiously nodded, hoping he wouldn’t see your nervousness. Although he did.

“What’s wrong?” He asked as you both walked to his car.

“I’m nervous.” You said, getting in the passenger seat, him sitting in the driver seat.

“There’s nothing to be nervous about. They’ll love you. Trust me.” He smiled, you smiled back.

You honestly had a feeling of wanting to cry. You hadn’t cried in front of Jimin, and now was not the time that you wanted it to be the first. But, your eyes betrayed you and tears started streaming down your cheeks.

“No, no no… Don’t cry! Hey, hey!” He said looking at you and holding your hands sympathetically.

“I just, I don’t know. I’m scared. I don’t do well with people, and there’s so many of them, and I just..” You stumbled through the words through your tears. This was embarrassing, it was all embarrassing and you wanted to hide.

“Hey, would it make you feel better if we made a raincheck? We can do it another time, if you’re not ready, that’s fine. I won’t be mad!” He smiled, still holding on to your hands.

“Can we please?” You sniffled.

He nodded. He grabbed your hand as you both went back into your dorm room. “Wanna just cuddle? I can call in sick..” He said. You nodded.

You had never cuddled with Jimin before, so you were nervous, but, it felt like the only thing you wanted to do was to be in his arms, so cuddling was what you did.

You both talked and talked about everything and anything, but then Jimin hesitantly hit the touchy subject.

“Why were you so worried earlier?” He said quietly playing with you hair as you laid on his chest.

“I… I’m not a confident person Jimin… I don’t think I’m pretty. I’m just awkward, and shy, and weird. And I don’t know. I feel like they’ll think bad about me.” You said quietly.

“Hey, no no no. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever met. And I’m being serious… My heart beats so fast around you because I don’t want to mess things up with you because you’re perfect. Don’t ever be insecure Y/N. You’re amazing okay?” He said looking at you deeply. “I like you a lot…” He chuckled lightly.

You smiled. “I like you a lot too, Jimin.”


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Previous Chapters:  Teaser/Prologue, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9

 

Unexpected – Chapter 10

He’s spent the last twenty minutes watching and waiting.  His eyes moving to the door each time it opens, each time providing him with a friend or family member but not her.  He’s smiled and waved, chatted and talked and tried his damndest to be he his typical self but he can tell by the looks he keeps getting from both his mom and Jeremy that his acting skills are failing him now.

He knows he probably shouldn’t be expecting her to show up.  Not after yesterday.  Not after she sat stiffly on his living room couch, her hands folded neatly in her lap as she listened to Haley speak.  She had been polite.  She had been sweet and considerate.  But then she had walked out of his door with her gaze not even meeting his, with her smile slipped downward into a frown.    

She had provided him with the excuse that she wanted to go by the hospital, that when she had talked to them the day before they had mentioned some other patients she may want to visit.  Since she planned to see Emily tomorrow, she had said, maybe I should try to visit the others today.  He knew it had been a lie.  He could read it all over her face, in the darkness of her eyes.  She had provided his mom with a hug and Haley with another shake of the hand before she fell to her knees beside of Dodger and pulled him to her.  

His heart had ached at the scene, at the bond that was so apparent between his beloved dog and the woman he struggles to call his friend.  The bond even more apparent when she rose up, Dodger looking up at her and moaning.  She hadn’t even walked out the door and he missed her.  He understood, he had thought.  Then and now.  He fully understood.  

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Chris Evans Imagine

Originally posted by beardedchrisevans

You always try your best to visit Chris and be by his side when ever he needs it, but the last few weeks you couldn’t. Work took over your life. Chris was okay with it, as he understood how it is. Chris from all people would understand how it all goes. But you were the one who wasn’t okay with it. Chris was going to a premiere party for the last Avenger movie. They showed the movie there and dive in the memories, it was important to Chrism you knew that, even tho you asked for that night off your boss didn’t care, so you  were stuck at work, hating life.

 Texting his was all you could, but at some points he couldn’t replay. 

“Hey” you boss came in while you tipped one last text to Chris wishing him a good night. 

“Hi” you were angry at her so you didn’t look at her. 

“Listen, I’m sorry this happened. I forgot you asked. I feel really bad, so I think you should go” you looked up at her, trying to see if she was just messing with you. 

“Are you for real?” she nodded. 

“I asked Greg to come in” you didn’t need anymore explanations, you wee out the door and running to your car. The venue was an hour drive away and lucky for you, you had the dress you were supposed to wear in your car. Still trying do rive by the rules you drove to see Chris. You decided not to tell him than and surprise him, hoping he wouldn’t mind and hoping they would let you in. 

40 minutes later, you did break some laws, you were at the door, there was no need to say your name as one of them already knew who you were. 

“Chris should be by the stage” he said to you as you walked by him. Walked around a bit you spotted Chris, he really was by the stage. You looked at him from the distance, watched him talk to his friends and drink champagne , his lips smiled but his eyes were sad. Just as you were about to walk to him, Chris saw you. He looked right at you, lowered the glass he was about to drink out of and just looked a to you. Chris wasn’t sure if he saw what he saw. You smiled at him walked his way. It was like the room saw you and Chris trying to get to each other and made a path for you to walk, people moved to the sided.  Chris and you never left each others eyes, he gave the glass to a friend and walked to you, making you meet half way. 

“What are you doing here?” he said now being inches away from each other. 

“Stella got Greg to come in work so she let me go” you smiled up at him, for that moment if was like there was no one else. 

“So you drove here the moment she let you go” Chris couldn’t believe it.

“Yeah, I wanted to be here for you. I know how important this is for you” Chris placed both of palms on your cheeks and kissed you. You two kissed for a moment, then he pulled away. 

“Come with me” he took your hand and walked you out on to a balcony, over looking a beautiful garden that was filled with lights and fountains. 

“This is beautiful” looking back at Chris you saw him be nerves, but there was nothing to be nerves about, nothing you knew about. “Are you okay?” Chris smiled 

“You know I love you, right” you nodded. There was never a doubt about it. “Well I love you too and this wasn’t how I planned it but” Chris knelled down. 

“Chris what are you doing?” you asked even tho you already knew what was happening. 

“You are always there for me. You support me even if what I do sometimes isn’t normal or doesn’t work out, you never judge me for my mistakes. And I try to do the same for you, at least I hope I do that, sometimes I can’t understand if this is even real life. You’ve made my life so magical. I’m always flowing on a cloud when I’m with you. I love your laugh, your smile, your heart and I never want to lose you or what we have. Y/N will you please marry me?” Chris pulled out a ring from his pocket. 

“How long have you had that?” you already knew the answer you would give him but there were few questions on your mind and  also just wanted to tease him. 

“For a month” and you never noticed. You looked down at the man that had made you the happiest you’ve ever been, who has given you the best memories of your life.  “It would be great if you would say something” you were so shocked by all this that you just froze. 

“Oh my, yes, yes. Of course I’ll marry you” Chris smiled even bigger and placed the ring on your finger, then stood up and pulled you in a kiss so passionate your knees were about to give out. 

anyway, not only did Neil become an award winning actor who fans waited at the stage door for, but after he put up a photo of Todd and him on instagram with the caption “10 years with this cutie and still going strong #itgetsbetter #trustme” he also becomes the gay icon that he deserves to be (and there are now even more people at the stage door thanking him)

The Other Lodge (Part 3)

Originally posted by justin-gingerlake

Pairing: OC x Reader

Requested: Nope

Synopsis: Veronica Lodge and her twin brother Jackson ‘Jax’ Lodge are new to Riverdale. He thought he was going to hate it here but then he met you.

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Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6


“Well, it’s not the Met ball.“ Veronica said as you, herself, Betty, Archie, and Jackson walked through the entrance of the gym where the dance was held. The dance was in full swing, everyone was having fun and dancing. You glanced over to Jackson, who stood next to Betty the other side of the group, and you had to admit he looked good in a suit.

“I’m… uh going to get some punch.” You informed the group and walked away before Veronica could protest. When you got to the punch table you poured yourself a glass, you didn’t actually want any you just wanted to get as far away from Jackson as you could. He was your weakness, the longer you were in his presence the more you want to forget about everything and hook up with him. You were leaning against the table scrolling through your phone when Veronica came over with Kevin. She cleared her threat trying to get your attention but to no avail so she snatched your phone out from your hands. “Hey!” You exclaimed.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Veronica asked. Her perfect eyebrow arched.

“I was on my phone.” You replied, emphasising on was.

“There is a handsome guy wanting to dance with you so go dance with him.”

“Okay, if you’re referring to your brother, he doesn’t. Secondly I don’t want to dance. I don’t even want to be here so can I have my phone back.” You asked attempting to get your phone from Veronica but she moved it out of your reach in the last second.

“No you can’t. You are going to dance with my dear brother. We’re here for Betty so if we all dance it will hopefully make her relax and finally tell Archie how she feels.” She said grabbing your hand to guide you where Jackson is. “Also, you’re not getting your phone back until you dance with him.” You both stopped where he was standing and she nudged you towards him before going off to dance with Kevin.

“So..” You started.

“So… I’m guessing she took your phone too?” Jackson asked.

“Yep.” You replied.

“Well, I guess if we want our phones back we better fulfil her bizarre wishes.” He decided and took your hand leading you to the dance floor. He slipped his arms around your waist and you crossed your hands around his neck. It was a slow song on so you were both swaying to the music. You were looking around trying to avoid eye contact with him. Jackson sighed when he noticed what you were doing. “Why can’t you look me in the eye? Am I that bad?”

“Depends. What did you mean when you said you pegged me as a cheerleader?” You didn’t mean to ask him tonight, or at all, but you had enough and not knowing was driving you crazy.

“What did you mean when you said you didn’t peg me as someone who plays football.”

“I asked first.” You were getting impatient with him now. You stopped dancing and removed your arms from around his neck.

“Okay… you’re superficial, self-centred, bitchy. Your parents are rich so you think you’re untouchable. You’ve probably been with the whole football team, if not most of it. You are fake and you don’t let anyone see the real you.”

“That’s a bit presumptuous, don’t you think?” You crossed your arms dumbfounded at his presumption of you.

“Oh like you haven’t done the same.” Jackson retorted. He was standing close to you now, towering over you.

You scoffed. “Wow, I was right about you.” You shook your, disappointment laced in your tone and flashed across your face. You hoped you were wrong about him like you were wrong about his sister but tonight he proved you right. The music soon stopped for Cheryl to introduce Josie and the Pussycats to the stage as well as make a speech about Jason. You turned away from him and started heading to the door leaving Jackson standing in the middle of the dance floor on his own. You wanted to not draw attention to yourself but Little did you know was that two people were watching you. Cheryl was standing on stage and noticed you walking off out of the door, it was easy for her as everyone else was standing still.

The other one who was watching was Veronica. She was watching the exchange between the two of you the entire time. When you walked away looking upset she was confused, she didn’t know why or how it went so wrong. She caught her brothers gaze to which he looked away immediately and walked off. Veronica followed her brother and caught up with him. “What the hell happened?” Veronica demanded. She grabbed his arm so he would look at her.

“Nothing. It’s none of your concern.” He replied turning back to the punch table grumbling at the lack of alcohol in it.

“It’s obviously not nothing. Y/N walked off clearly upset. What did you say to her?”

Jackson scoffed. “She was not upset and I told her the truth. Why do you care so much anyway? Isn’t there someone else’s life you can be meddling in?”

“I care because you’re my brother. What did you say to her, Jax?”

“I told her she was fake. Look, I know the type V. The typical cheerleader.” Veronica’s face dropped. She was angry, no she was pissed. Jackson saw the look that clouded his sisters face and knew immediately what he did was wrong.

“You’re joking right? Please tell me you didn’t actually say that to her.” Veronica looked at her brother waiting for an answer but he just stood there speechless. “I can’t believe you. How could you make an assumption about someone after everything we’ve been through.”

“V I-.” He started but Veronica held her hand up to tell him stop and continued.

“And if you must know Y/N is the least fake person I know. She’s nice and caring and definitely not like the girls from our old school but of course you wouldn’t know that because you didn’t even bother getting to know her before you made up your mind about her.”

“She did the same thing, you know.”

“Then you prove to her that she’s wrong.” Veronica shook her head in disappointment at her brother and scoffed. “You can take the boy out of New York but you can’t take New York out of the boy.” She looked at him in pity and shoved his phone to his chest. Once again Jackson was left on his own in the middle of the dance floor realisation that he messed up flooded him. He liked you, from the moment he met you he liked you, but now he’s messed up. Any chance of being with you gone.

“Don’t give up on her. She’ll come around. You just have to work even harder to win her over.” Cheryl assured standing beside him. Jackson was startled, he didn’t hear her or see her come over. ‘She was right’ he thought but now he’s got to win you and his sister over, both he wronged.


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Prompt #12: “Damn, if being sexy was a crime, you’d be guilty as charged.”

A/N: I have no self control when it comes to @andtheraincamefalling Bad Pick Up Line Challenge that you can find here!  Today’s contestant: Crowley! I saw the prompt and this instantly came to mind. Enjoy!

Warnings: stripping, very minor swearing, Y/S/N = Your stripper name


You swung your hips to the beat of the music. Men whistled as you sauntered towards the edge of the stage. Apparently this demon case had you on the main stage of Bottoms Up Gentle Mans Club in Phoenix written in the fine print. You nearly bit Sam’s head off at the idea. You had no interest in sleazy, horny men trying to feel you up.

But after two hours of bickering, you finally agreed, saying, “If someone touches me, I am not liable for any injuries.”

So here you were, dressed in a skimpy devil costume with horns and even a tail. The irony was almost too much.  You caught Sam’s eye as he scanned the crowd. Half of him was trying to find the demon, the other half was trying not to get slapped. Dean on the other hand was staring. His eyes watched your every move as his jaw hung slack. He knew better, you just didn’t think he cared. It wasn’t like you walked around in such little clothing in the Bunker.

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Gloria, hampstead theatre

So, I went to see Colin on stage again tonight, and it was quite a catching experience. The cast is really good and the theme will keep me thinking for quite a bit. I actually won’t say more about the play itself, because it’s something you should see without spoilers, but for those who aren’t able to see it, you can message me and I’m gladly letting you know in private what happened. It’s a whirlwind of emotions, but what did I actually expect when it concerns Colin? I should have learned by now but well I haven’t. On the other side he’s still surprising me, so there’s that.

And by chance I met the lovely @narlth again, but cat got my tongue once more, I’m terribly sorry. I forget all about English while talking to a native speaker. But nonetheless I’m always happy meeting you.