my wife: I can’t remember the name of our doctor, who do I ask for?
me: Dr Vidya.
my wife: How can you remember that?! I can’t remember anything except that she looks a bit like Symmetra, just maybe a bit older. Do you think saying that would work? “Excuse me, I’m here to see Symmetra.” LOL
Male idol: *breathes 2 feet away from band member*
het cis fangirls: oH MY GOD DID YOU SEE THAT OH MY GOD THEY ARE DATING THEY LOVE EACH OTHER !!!!1!!1!111!!! I SHIP IT !!!!1!!11!!!!
queer fan: maybe this idol isn’t completely straig-
het cis fangirls: umm excuse me sweaty why are you asuming his sexuality you can’t do that that’s rude :)
OK, like this moment, that is often used as proof Shiro is a better leader than Keith,
where Shiro is all acting like some wise authority figure trying to teach Keith some lesson about teamwork and leadership.
And it’s just super funny to me.. (specially after season 2)
Once again, Keith is actually right. He maybe doesn’t know how to express himself in a calmer nicer manner. But he is 100% right in what he’s saying.
And Shiro is making a horrible terrible leadership decision (again).
Because Shiro should have stopped Pidge, not Keith.He should have tried to calm her down, not Keith.
Cuz wtf are they gonna do without a pilot for the green lion???
Like yeah ok, Keith is acting harsh and impulsive, but Pidge is acting even more impulsive and irresponsible and selfish and also kinda stupid. She IS putting the entire team and the universe in danger. And Shiro is there just letting her do that being all “Well, if you dun wanna be here, we can’t force you, guess the universe will just have to be fucking destroyed, I just hope they kept my seat in Galra prison warm for me”.
And yeah obviously Pidge is not someone who can be forced to do anything, that’s why Keith’s way would have never worked, but isn’t Shiro supposed to know how to deal with rebellious teens who listen to no one? What happened to “patience yields focus”? Does it only work on Keith?? Why couldn’t he calm Pidge down?
Like No Shiro,what you’re doing is not how a team works!
He should have talked to her aside and said “You cant leave, we need you, I understand what you’re going through, but lets do this together, lets look for your family together. Your mother is still on earth, think about protecting her too. Matt and your dad are my friends also and I want to find them just as much as you do (which is a lie btw, cuz he seriously never seems to be too invested in looking for his former teammates for some reason??) We all want you to find your family aswell, but we all have to work together, for the sake of all our families. Patience yields focus yada yada”
I think Pidge would listen to logic..(if it’s like not said in the way Keith was saying it)
And the funniest thing is that not only does Shiro puts Voltron and the universe in danger by just letting Pidge go.
But he is also sending Pidge, on her own, with no lion, with no weapon, to go and get her family from some prison Galra ship out there in space somewhere. LIKE ??????SHIRO WTF MAN???
And you call him Space Dad..
As if any self respecting father would ever say anything other than “over my dead body” to something like this.
Like, “Shhh Keith, let her do this, this is gonna be interesting”
(And you can say maybe he was doing that thing where parents tell kids like “yeah go ahead run away from home” when they throw a tantrum, cuz they know the kid won’t actually do that. But thing is, I dun think this is like a reverse psychology thing where Pidge would understand what she’s doing is stupid once she’s sitting in the pod and decides to stay, I feel like she was really leaving to get her family.
And you know, maybe she was a bit upset the rest just let her go by herself to do that, because seriously it’s not like they were doing anything super important there…. They were having a party and watching an Arusian play!! Maybe that’s exactly why Pidge decided to leave, because she felt like no one really cared..)
Also, Pidge is like starting a mutiny there, there are some stuff you can’t let even one person do even if it’s kinda ok, because then it would start this thing of “oh if they can do it why cant i” and then you’ll have a problem.
Shiro should have shut that BS down on the spot. (In a nicer way than Keith tried to, BUT ATLEAST KEITH TRIED)
And obviously not Keith or Shiro are dealing very good with this situation, but by all means Shiro should have sided with Keith on this one, and just explained him in a softer manner.
Again, for me, leader point goes to Keith in this case, not Shiro.
Who’s all like “Yeah sure Pidge go on go get ur brother and dad from a guarded Galra prison by yourself we just gonna wait around and hope Zarkon doesn’t attack us because we can’t form Voltron, no problem.”
Sendak fucking saved them!
And you know what else is funny? When Keith tries to do the exact same shit in season two, Shiro is immediately “YOU GO BACK HERE RIGHT NOW YOU’RE PUTTING US ALL IN DANGER”
And yeah Allura left too, but he never really gives Allura shit about it after that…
BUT HE IS GIVING KEITH SHIT ABOUT THAT IN THE LION ON THE WAY TO BOM!!!
“I need you to get focused. When you and Allura ran off, it put us all in jeopardy. If you’re going to be a leader, you’ve got to get your head on straight.”
I dunno if I was Keith I’d be like “EXCUSE ME?! umm didn’t you like let Pidge totally LEAVE the team that one time?? And then got mad at me for trying to stop her?? What happened to “if you don’t wanna be here I can’t force you”? It’s kinda hard to get focused when I have no idea what the hell you want from me, Shiro..”
And then Shiro would just break down in tears and be all “YOU’RE RIGHT. I have no fucking idea what I’m doing please help me, Keith. I dun want to lead Voltron anymore!!! I never wanted this!!! I just want to leave myself, but you all keep looking at me with those admiring eyes and I caaaaaaant, just please never leave me again, who will keep cleaning up my mess after me if you leave???”
“Yes, that plan is great!” You jumped up from the couch agreeing with Stefan.
You, Stefan, and Damon were in the Salvatore Boarding House living room discussing a plan to go against the Mikaelson’s. Stefan’s plan seemed to be the only one that made sense.
“Umm. Excuse me. We are not going with my little brother’s plan. You would be going to actual suicide. Did you not hear that HIS plan causes YOU danger?” Damon practically yelled glaring at his brother. Damon would do anything to keep you safe and the last thing was to put you in danger. Stefan sighed at Damon’s response.
“Look, maybe it’s for the best. But It’s not like I won’t have vampires and witches around me keeping me safe” you explained reassuring Damon stepping closer to him but he shook his head.
“Are you really taking his side against mine?”
You rolled your eyes. "Damon stop. You know this is the only option we have” you said taking a stance against your boyfriend.
“No. It’s not not. Don’t you get it? I’m not losing you again” Damon ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. Stefan saw that it was getting personal between the two of you and nicely escorted himself out.
“But Damon you won’t” you said softly walking towards him and cupping his face. “Damon listen to me, I’m never leaving you again”
Damon looked up at you. His blue eyes had a different tint at the moment. It was soft and gentle. He was worried and you never saw this side of Damon.
Request: Hi there! I’ve been obsessed with Happier by Ed Sheeran lately. I was wondering if maybe you could do one where Jughead and the Reader broke up and Betty and Jug are together and maybe the readers a singer and she sings the song at a show or something? Thank youuu 💕💕 You writing is amazing btw
It had been a month and you still found yourself huddled up in your duvet, trying to keep your mind off of recent events by listening to Hamilton and Divide on repeat. Said recent events included a certain boy who’s name used to make your cheeks heat up and your smile bloom wide.
Currently, the name sent a spear of repentance, grief and anguish through you, practically embedding itself in your heart so you could hear it tear in two.
Summary: You are the new member of the cullen family, soon to find out that you are also Jasper’s mate.
—————————————-Authors note: This didn’t go exactly as planned and it is my first Twilight imagine but I hope you all enjoy it. I am excited to write more of this series in the future and I hope that you will send in requests for it.
You didn’t know how long you had been laying in the woods. Hours, days, weeks, none of it mattered once you so those incredulous golden eyes peering down at you with the waves of perfect blonde hair flowing as stared down. Something had connected between the two of you that no one yet understood. The strong arms of this beautiful creature carried you through the mountains and hills. You weren’t aware of where all you had been or how long it took to reach your destination, all you knew is that you were happy to get there.
Awakening on a soft bed with silk sheets, you opened your eyes and took a look around. You hadn’t a clue where you were. It was beautiful though. You sat staring out an open window. The entire wall across from you was a glass barrier between you and an enchanting forest.
“Was this even real” you thought to yourself.
Only moments later the door of where you now rested opened to reveal a tall handsome man. Who, although was blonde, didn’t resemble the man from your dream.
“Your awake.” He said is a shocked tone as his eyes rested on you. He has walked over and began to examine you. Normally, you would push him away, but you were so confused at the moment you couldn’t think straight. He shined a light in your eyes and listened to your heartbeat with a stethoscope as you began to question him.
“Yes, umm… who are you? And umm… where am I?” You asked in a pleasant yet confused tone.
“Right, excuse my thoughtlessness.” He smiled. You looked into his eyes, the same ones the boy from your dream had. “My name is Carlisle. I am a doctor here in the town Forks. My son was hiking out in the woods and found you almost dead. He carried you back to our place and we have been taking care of you ever since.”
“Ok. So, how long have a been here? Am I ok now. I feel different than before. Almost, more powerful. Like I was reborn. Is that normal.”
“Well… when Jasper, my son, got you back here you were in a very bad condition. It may sound completely insane, but you just have to believe me. Alright?”
“Go ahead. I think I can handle it.” You grew more worried by the second.
Just as Carlisle was about to speak another figure appeared in the doorway. The man from your dream.
“She’s awake!” He rushed to your side. He had gotten there in a split second, much faster than anyone you had seen before.
“Could I ask another question? Am I on some type of drug or did he just get from there to here in a matter of .05 seconds!” You nearly shouted out of shock.
“You haven’t told her yet?” The boy, you now assumed was called Jasper, spoke.
“I haven’t gotten the chance. I will give you two some privacy.” Carlisle exited the room.
Jasper spoke first. “I’m sure, as you have heard from Carlisle, that when I found and brought you back here to him you weren’t in the best of health. Well, there is something strange that you need to know. It may sounds bizarre at first, but…” you stopped him in the middle of his sentence.
“I will have to understand. Carlisle told me that part. Could you tell me now, please.” You said, because you couldn’t wait any longer.
“We are vampires. When you got here, Carlisle knew that you would die soon if we didn’t do something. So we turned you. Please don’t get upset! I know it is a lot to take in…”
You stopped him yet again by laughing hysterically.
“He couldn’t possibly be telling the truth.” You thought to yourself.
You then spoke,“ Could you tell me what actually happened now?”
He sat and stared at you without moving a muscle, but then broke the silence saying,“ Let me try to prove it to you.”
Jasper walked over to a cabinet a rummaged through a drawer until he slid out a mirror and brought it over to you.
“When I found you, I looked into your eyes. They were blue. You looked into mine at the same time, do you remember the color.”
“They are the same as they are now. Not normally colored, but golden.”
He held up the mirror after you had responded. You jaw dropped as you looked at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes were the same as his.
Jasper spoke again, he has a southern twang in his voice,“ Try to stand up and walk around.”
You stood up and took a step but instead of getting closer to him you had gotten to the opposite side of the room as quick as he had only moments before.
He chucked a little as how shocked you were. “Don’t worry, darling, you will grow to get used to it.”
“Jasper, I do have one more question. If we had only just formally met, moments ago. Then why do I feel so attached to you. Like I have known you my whole life.”
He smiled and walked towards you. Once he finally got to you he rested a single hand in your shoulder. “I’m not exactly sure about you, but even though we just met. I had been looked for you my entire life. There is a reason that when I found you, I couldn’t just leave you there even though I thought you might die. There is a reason that I had Carlisle turn you instead of letting go like most of his other patients. We have a connection. You are my mate, as we call it around here.”
You smiled. “Jasper, everything I have been told since I awoke either seems like it isn’t true or it is a complete fantasy. I surely hadn’t been sure of anything up until this point, but this, this I don’t even have to think about. I know that this is where I am supposed to be. Right here, with you.”
Before you knew it you were pinned against the nearest wall with Jasper’s soft lips attached to yours.
“I am so relieved that you feel the same way.” Jasper said breaking the kiss.
You breathed heavily, taken aback by the kiss you had just received. “So what now?” You asked Jasper.
“You are staying with us from this point on. We will be spending quite a bit of time getting to know each other better.” He said as his hands roamed down your body and held onto yours. “First things first though, you must meet the full family.”
“So it’s not just you and Carlisle?” You asked curiously.
He let out a breathe of laughter.
“Not exactly. Don’t worry though, they are going to love you.”
I am legit still baffled that we have a hijabi Muslim teenager as a lead and in 8 episodes we have neither seen her go to the mosque once nor have we had a scene during Suhoor OR Iftar. There’s no taraweeh, there’s no POV where Sana gets to show her actual day to day. Our salat was used instead as a mere almost cheap visual device.
Are we really to believe the focus is on Sana when like this a huge part of every Muslim’s life and we’re not seeing even 10 seconds of it? Everyone wants to talk about how revolutionary this representation has been but honestly it really hasn’t? Like no one on here is wiser to Islam than before and more than that I feel it perpetuated more problems than solutions.
No, I don’t believe waiting until the end of the season to hastily tie up loose ends is good story telling or even realistic. Nor does it add gravitas or drama.
It just allows people to play into negative stereotypes and then excuse themselves by saying the show meant for you to be tricked like that. Umm, no.
Could you write a soulmate thing with jace x reader? Thanks a lot :-*
Soulmates weren’t rare in the shadowhunter world. It was just another everyday thing because as everyone knows shadowhunters only fall in love once in their lifetime. If you’re truly in love with the person you’re with you know that your soulmates and not some person to be randomly toss to the side. But the problem with soulmates is how do you know that their truly the one? How do you explain a feeling that you can’t even describe to yourself? You don’t, you learn to live with it and figure it out along the way.
“You need to be faster with your technique!” Alec shouted as he backed away, once again almost hitting you with his sword. Your mind was else where as you tried to keep up with Alec. No matter how hard you tried to focus, it just wasn’t working. It always went back to the same topic. Jace.
“I’m sorry” You breathed out, trying to regain your breath. You let your eyes wander around the room so you wouldn’t have to make eye contact with Alec. He could read your face from a mile away and you knew that the look in your eyes wouldn’t really help.
“It’s Jace isn’t it? Jace and Clary? How they’re always together lately?” Alec asked as he walked closer to you, already knowing the answer. You nodded your head and refused to make eye contact again. The confusion was written in them and anyone could see.
“I just.. don’t get it. How can you mean so much to someone and then not?” You and Jace had been attach at the hip the last couples of months. Everyone knew then what it could possibly mean and like always they kept it to their self. News like soulmates wasn’t something everyone wanted to hear especially at such a young age.
“I can’t tell you, honestly Y/N. I don’t know”
“Well yeah that’s because you got Magnus” You snapped back but immediately apologize. Alec nodded and waited for you to continue.
“With Jace everything is so easy but to me that was always normal. We never talked about it as it was the same for the both of us but now I’m starting to wonder if it was or was it always a one sided thing.”
“Slow down there, you don’t know what Jace is feeling” Alec said laying a hand on your shoulder for comfort.
“But that’s the point Alec” You shouted as you jumped away from him, no longer able to hide what you’re feeling. “I don’t know what he’s feeling. You don’t have to spend every minute of your life wondering if the person you’re in love with loves you back! You know Magnus does and nothing will change that. You just don’t get it” You sighed.
“Try me” The tears were now forming in your eyes as you finally were facing reality.
“What if he’s my soulmate but I’m not his” Your heart broke at the realization that this could possibly be true. With the way him and Clary were acting you were almost sure.
“Y/N” Alec mumble as he made his way over to you to wrap you into a hug. You cried into his chest finally letting everything you been holding in out. It felt like a weight was getting off of your chest. You could breath again without the heavy feeling lingering.
“What’s going on here?“ A voice asked from behind. Alec and you pulled apart from each other before you turned to face the entrance. Like faith had it, there standing in the doorway was Clary. She looked at angry as she glare at the two of you.
“Isn’t this a training room and not some lovely dove place?” Clary questioned with annoyance in her voice.
“We were-” You went to say but Clary cut you off.
“I honestly don’t get what Jace sees in you”
“You heard me. Here you are cuddle up with his best friend. Get real and actually pick one” With that Clary turned on her heel and quickly left the room probably going to find Jace. You went to go after her but Alec caught your arm.
“She’s not worth it, Jace knows the truth” You nodded but didn’t say anything. The only thought running through your mind was her words. Jace saw something in you? Did she mean that he felt the same way or was she just playing mind games as she thought you were.
You hummed as you made your way towards yours room. It had been a long day and you couldn’t wait to sleep to get your mind off of things. But soon as you turned the corner a voice was calling out for you.
“Y/N we need to talk” Jace said as he leaned on his doorframe. You look at your door then back to his. His room was only a few doors down and times like these it was a curse.
“Can’t it wait?” You asked as you crossed your arms. It had been a long day and you weren’t in the mood to listen to Jace talk about Clary right now.
“It’s important Y/N” Jace pleaded. Rolling your eyes you only nodded.
“Aren’t you going to let me in?” You asked Jace as he continued to stand in the doorway.
“Oh yeah sorry” He kindly said he moved away.
“So what now? Something happen with Clary” You scanned the room noticing how out of place everything was. It was unusual for Jace not to have a perfect room. Seeing everything so disorganized made you curious.
“Yeah actually” Jace agreed as he met your eye. You waved your hands in a motion for him to go on. “She was telling me about Alec and you early”
“What were you crying about? It’s totally out of character for you”
“Your one to speak” You took another look around “Why should it matter to you Jace? We haven’t spoke in days, you can’t just pick up from where we left off. It doesn’t happen like that. Now excuse if that’s all I’m going to go” You we’re almost out of the door when Jace spoke up.
“Clary she umm said something about soulmates. I don’t know what you were talking about but I really hope I do”
You stopped in your tracks at Jace’s words. Not knowing if you could turn and met his eyes without spilling everything. You felt Jace’s hand around your waist and pull you back in.
“Please tell me you feel it too? Tell me that I’m not going crazy. Please tell me you crave me as much I crave you too” Jace whispered in your ear. “Tell me you love me please”
“She’s a distraction, can’t you tell? I don’t need her I need you”
“Jace I don’t” You stopped. You were still trying to process everything. Jace loved you, the only thing you ever wanted to hear and now in this moment you were speechless. It wasn’t going to be Jace and Clary it was going to be Jace and you. You turned now seeing Jace face. Worried wrote across his face as he waited for your answer.
“I..I love you”
“Oh thank god” Jace wrapped you in his arms like Alec had done hours before but this wasn’t a friendly embrace this felt like if you two let go your life would be over.
“I love you too” From that moment on you knew what was so important about soulmates, because now that you knew you didn’t want to let go. Incase if you did, you wouldn’t know how to breath on your own anymore. The simple truth that changes you.
Summary: You knew the relationship was falling apart, you just couldn’t accept it.
“I’m sorry Y/N.” Yoongi whispered.
I looked at him in disbelief. The tears that were threatening to fall soon enough shamelessly came and for a second I thought I felt my heart actually break. Deep down, I wanted everything to be a joke, I wanted this to be some sort of sick prank. But looking at Yoongi’s face, I knew it was far from that.
“Why did you do it?” I asked looking down. He stayed quiet, not daring to look at me, and after what felt like hours he took a deep breath.
“I honestly don’t know Y/N,” he began “I wasn’t thinking at all.” I let out a sob.. Wasn’t thinking? What does he mean he wasn’t thinking? Is he meaning to tell me that I didn’t cross his mind not once?
“I-It was more than just sex with her Y/N, as much as she seems to be bitch to everyone she isn’t bad. I don’t know what to do. I already lost so much by doing this.” He added as he turned to look at me.
My heart shattered. The only thing worse than getting cheated on is, having the person who cheated on you not wanting to fix it. We were invincible. Since I was 15 I vowed to commit to him and overcome any obstacles that life threw at us. Every fight we had was resolved by the end of the day because we never went to sleep mad at each other. But now, years later I never thought anything would change. And to be honest.. I was too naive to think this would last forever. Yoongi always had eyes for me, he always thought about me before he made a decision. Looking into the eyes of the love of your life and not seeing a spark anymore is heartbreaking. To feel like I was not worth fighting for anymore made me feel worthless.
“I love you Y/N, I still want you around.” Yoongi said breaking me out of my thoughts. “Even if we’re not together you will always be mine.” he added. My body went numb, my mind went blank. I looked at him and smiled. “I’ll never leave Yoongi.”
The next couple weeks were gloomy. Even though Yoongi never stopped talking to me, every night always ended with an argument, which resulted in him blocking me and ignoring me until he felt like talking to me again. Meanwhile I was constantly surrounded by a dark cloud that didn’t leave. I barely got out bed. And when I did, I would find any reason to go back to my hole of self pity. I didn’t eat much anymore and only got a couple hours of sleep at night. Constant thoughts attacked my mind telling me I wasn’t good enough to keep him, that he was better off without me, that I needed him. And as crazy as it sounds, I wanted him back more than anything. I wanted to have another chance to show that I can be a better girlfriend to him, better than her. I never asked about her. I didn’t want to know anything about her. The one girl who managed to make him do this. And from what I heard she wasn’t with Yoongi because she liked him. Anyone can tell she was just using him, but he was too blind to see that. She had him wrapped around her little finger and still slept with any guy she wanted, while Yoongi pretended that he didn’t know. And that’s what killed me.
It was around 10:30pm when Yoongi called. I mentally cursed at myself for answering so quickly, “Hey,” I said. “Hey babygirl, just wanted to hear your voice.” I could feel my face turn red and softly smiled at his words. “I miss you.” I said. For the next two hours we were on the phone and for once I was happy.
“Are you free tomorrow?” I ask. As much as I wanted to give him space, I wanted to see him.
I hear him heavily sigh and I already knew what was coming. “I’m sorry Y/N, I want to see you as much as you do but-” he mumbled. My heart sank and a feeling of sadness came over me. “Yeah I get it, she means more to you than I ever did.” I replied. “Please don’t start Y/N we were talking just fine.” he said.
I rolled my eyes and scoffed. “News flash, I haven’t been fine since you chose her over me, you only knew her for a week.”
“STOP. Y/N goddammit don’t fucking start again.” He yelled out. I could hear his breathing increase and I knew him well enough to know he was pissed.
“Why are you doing this to me huh Yoongi? Was I that fucking horrible to you that you had to do this to me?” I cried. Again tears rolled down my face and I started sobbing.
“I’m not dealing with this tonight.” He said and hung up.
Fucking asshole. That’s what he’s good at, ignoring me and running away from his problems. I dialed his number again hoping he could pick up but soon realized he blocked my number. I began to panic knowing very well I wasn’t going to get any sleep tonight if he was ignoring me.
For the next hour I constantly called hoping he would unblock me but I had no luck. My sobbing increased and I began to feel suffocated in my apartment. I just wanted to run, I wanted to run until I couldn’t feel the pain anymore, I wanted to disappear. I knew I was pathetic doing this to myself. But I couldn’t help it, Min Yoongi destroyed me.
I couldn’t take being inside anymore and left my apartment to clear my head. It was almost midnight and although it wasn’t a good idea to be walking at this hour, I didn’t care. The night air made me shiver and I decided not to go very far considering it was cold. I walked to the gym right by my apartment and sat at the side of the building. I tried dialing Yoongi again, and sure enough he didn’t pick up. I put my phone back in my pocket and buried my face in my hands and cried. Why wasn’t I good enough for him anymore? Why am I still around for him begging him to come back when it’s not what he wants anymore? I was deeply in love with him to even think about moving on, and he knew that.
“A pretty girl like you shouldn’t be out this late crying.” A voice said, that made your head snap up.
My eyes met the face of a stranger, a very attractive stranger.
I quickly wiped my tears away and stood up backing away from him, “Ahh I’m sorry” I replied flustered.
He chuckled, “Don’t worry, I don’t bite.” I smiled at him. “That’s good to hear, but what could you possibly be doing out here this late?” I asked sarcastically.
He motioned toward the gym “I work here, on my break.”
I looked at him confused. “Isn’t it too late to for a gym to be opened?” I replied.
“It’s opened 24/7, I work the night shifts.” He said. I nodded at him and sat back down.
“Now if you don’t mind me asking, why were you crying?” He asked.
I bit my lip and tried to come up with some random excuse. “Umm it’s just tha-” I started to say.
“Boyfriend troubles?” He blurted.
I chuckled, “Something like that.”
“Mind telling me about it?” He asked.
I looked away sighing. “Honestly.. I’m not ready to talk about it just yet, but long story short he cheated on me.. and somehow I can’t let him go.”
“By the looks of you crying it seems like he doesn’t want the same.” He said.
“It’s.. complicated.” I answered, “He chose her but he still wants me around.”
He looked at me, “I know I barely met you but you shouldn’t give him the satisfaction of still being there for him. You’re worth more than that.”
Tears began forming and I nodded. We both sat in silence for what felt like forever until he stood and offered his hand to help me up.
“I hate to leave you alone but I have to get back to work.” He sadly said.
“Right, sorry.” I mumbled and began to make my way home.
“Before you go, I didn’t get your name” He said
“Oh right, it’s Y/N.” I answered.
He smiled at me, “Y/N, the name suits you.”
I laughed, “Thanks?”
“I’m Jimin by the way”
It was around three days later when Yoongi texted you.
“I miss you Y/N, I’m sorry about everything.”
I stared at the text for the longest time and debated on replying or not. And about an hour later I gave in and replied. This was a cycle, he always apologized after ignoring me for days, knowing I would be waiting. Dammit why was I so weak when it came to him? It was like he had me under a spell and I couldn’t do anything about it.
“Can I come over right now?” another text read.
I answered a quick yes and made my way to the shower so I can look like I wasn’t miserable the past few weeks. About 30 minutes later he was at the door.
“Hey babygirl.” He said smiling.
I felt my cheeks getting hot “Hey Yoongi.” I said while leading him inside.
He took off his jacket and shoes and made himself comfortable.
I laughed to myself thinking back to memories when Yoongi would come over right after work tired and fall asleep on my bed. Or back to the first summer of us dating when he would be at my house and we would watch stupid reality TV shows, eating pizza, and enjoying each other’s company. Back when I was his everything, back when we were invincible. The older we got, the more I thought things were getting better. We were becoming more mature and we both knew what we wanted. A future together. I never expected months later for that to suddenly change.
I snapped back to reality when Yoongi cleared his throat. “Listen, I’m really sorry about-”
I stopped him, “No don’t worry about it, it was my fault.” I said quietly.
His face softened “No I shouldn’t have ignored you.”
“It’s fine..really.” I answered.
He forced a smile, “H-how have you been?” He asked.
“It doesn’t matter honestly-”
“It does matter Y/N, even if you don’t believe it, I care so much.” He stated.
I started biting my nails, it was a really bad habit of mine. But whenever I get nervous I don’t know what else to do.
“You’re nervous.” He said.
I looked up embarrassed “I-I’m sorry.”
He cupped my face in hands and looked me in the eyes, “It’s me Y/N, your Yoongi don’t be nervous around me.”
He crashed his lips into mine and before I could process what was happening, I realized I was kissing him back. He deepened the kiss and before I knew it I was reaching to take his shirt off.
He stopped me. “Do you want this as bad as I do?”
I nodded and continued kissing him and led him to my bedroom.
I woke up hours later to the sound of Yoongi’s phone ringing. I groaned and nudged him to wake up to answer the phone. To my surprise however, he declined it. I shot him a confused look, “Shouldn’t you answer her?”
He shook his head, “I just want to enjoy our time together right now.” I smiled and he wrapped me in his arms. As much as I hate the situation we’re in, being with him is the only thing that can make me happy.
“I want to try and end things with her.”
My head snapped up at his sudden words, “Do you really?” I asked.
“I don’t know what I’m doing Y/N, I want to make things right for us so bad.”
“Yoongi, you know what to do to fix this.” I said softly.
He stayed quiet for a long time. I didn’t care though, just the simple words he said made me see that maybe just maybe.. it was worth waiting around for him. The sleepless nights, endless crying, everything could finally stop.
“I’m going to see her soon and I promise that I will fight for us.”
“Forever and always right?” I said.
“Forever and always.”
The next couple of days were a breeze. I managed to catch up on sleep which I’ve been so badly. I went out with friends after canceling so many times when I was down. Yoongi and I were talking just like before. I was happy. I knew it was going to take some time for us to get back together and I was happy to wait as long as he fought for us. Although I was waiting for the message informing me that he finally left her, I didn’t want to seem like I was pressuring him.
I was laying on my couch catching up on shows I’ve missed while eating ice cream, when I got a text from Namjoon asking to hang out. I smiled at myself and instantly replied telling him yes. My heart dropped suddenly remembering how much I have been shutting him out ever since this happened. Namjoon worked in the music industry and was extremely busy but he always made time for his best friend. We grew up together and he was always the one person I went to when I needed someone. Namjoon always acted like an older brother to me, a very overprotective brother I must add. When I first started dating Yoongi you can bet he didn’t approve, but as time passed he eventually accepted him. I instantly felt a wave of guilt realizing I hadn’t even told him about what happened between Yoongi and I. He knew me well enough to know that there’s something wrong just by the look on my face. I debated with myself on calling him and telling him that something came up, but I knew that would only make it worse- I never canceled on Namjoon, no matter how busy I was. Even though I wanted to avoid talking about it, I knew I had to tell my best friend. I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my phone buzz besides me.
“Let’s go to dinner then? Usual place :)” the text read. I laughed to myself knowing that no matter how more successful he got, he still loved our tradition of going out for a greasy slice of pizza and a beer. I sent a quick reply and dashed to the shower to start getting ready. “Goodness Y/N what are you going to tell Namjoon?” I thought to myself. I knew I couldn’t keep this from him, he would only blame himself saying he wasn’t there enough. I quickly put together an outfit and applied makeup to look a bit more alive. Thirty minutes later, I was finally ready and out the door to my car. Well…it’s now or never.
I got to our favorite pizza place and ordered food for the both of us. Namjoon was always late, even if it was something really important. Ever since we were kids he had a habit of showing up late. I didn’t mind though and took our food to an empty table. I occupied myself with my phone and it wasn’t until 15 minutes later that he finally got here. “Y/N I’m so glad to see you!” Namjoon happily says. My face lights up and I immediately give him the biggest hug. “I haven’t seen you in so long!” I say as we both sit down, “I know I’m so sorry I’ve been so busy.” He replies with a slight frown on his face. I shot him a look, “Don’t worry, I understand just don’t forget about your best friend.”
“Never will” He says while taking a bite of his food. I smiled and started eating, “So how’s work been?” “Tiring, busy, you name it.. I don’t care much since I’m doing something I love.” He happily replied.
“I’m proud of you and I’m so glad to hear that.” I say while taking a sip of my soda.
For the next hour we talked about memories when we were younger and catching up with each other. I completely forgot about what has been going on with me since I was so happy being with my best friend. That is, until the dreaded question came.
“So how are things going with Yoongi?” He curiously asked. My face instantly dropped and I frowned. “F-Fine, we are doing fine.” I quietly answered.
Namjoon raised his eyebrow at me and scanned my face long and hard, “You’re not telling me the truth.” He stated. I didn’t answer him and instead looked down and started biting my nails.
“You’re nervous Y/N what’s wrong?” At this point I felt the tears forming in my eyes and I felt like I was going to barf all the food I had just ate. I didn’t want to tell him, but at the same time I did. My heart was racing and my head felt like it was going to explode.
“Y/N what the hell happened?” He asked again. I sighed, “I just… we broke up but we’re trying to work things out.”
“Why did you guys break up?” He quickly asked.
“I don’t know.” I lied. I gulped hoping he would believe me but I knew there was no way he would. If I told him what Yoongi did, Namjoon would not let me anywhere close to him.
“Don’t lie to me Y/N.” I could tell he was losing patience.
“Namjoon-” I began.
“He cheated on me.” I murmured avoiding to meet his gaze.
Silence. For a while there was just silence. I refused to look up and say anything else. I was embarrassed, scared, I felt pathetic.
My head shot up when I heard Namjoon chuckle. I looked at him confused not knowing what to say, I met his eyes and boy was he pissed.
“You’re telling me that you’re willing to make things work with him again?” He rhetorically asked.
“I know you’re upset and I don’t blame you for it, but I’m willing to stay until he leaves her.” I mumbled.
His eyes widened and his face turned red, “LEAVES HER? You mean he left you for some girl? And you’re still around?” He started yelling.
Tears started falling down my face “Please don’t be upset.” I choked out.
He snorted, “Upset? Nope. I’m furious. It’s taking everything I have not to leave right now and kill that bastard.”
“No Y/N, I am not going to let you sit there and stick around until he decides to fucking value you. You deserve to find happiness and all he is doing is causing you pain.” I didn’t say anything and instead stayed quiet. He stood up and led me out the restaurant. “Let’s get you home.”
I nodded and followed him out, the cold air hit me as soon as we got out the door and I immediately regretted not bringing a sweater with me. I looked down on my phone and I saw missed calls from Yoongi. I bit my lip in confusion considering he never calls me. I decided I’d get back to him once I got home.
We made it to my car and I looked up at my best friend. Disappointment was written all over his face and I took a deep breath.
“Can we please talk tomorrow Y/N? I need to make sure you’re okay.”
“Of course. I’m sorry for ruining our night.”
He gave me a sympathetic look, “Stop, I haven’t been around much and I’m sorry for that. I promise I’ll be there more regardless of my job. I need to protect my best friend.”
I smiled at him, “Love you Joonie, get home safe?”
“Text me once you’re home alright?” He added while opening my car door.
“I will,” I said while giving him the biggest hug.
As soon as I stepped into my apartment I dialed Yoongi before doing anything else. To my surprise he didn’t answer and I frowned. I quickly sent him a text and got ready for bed. As I was just about to close my eyes, my phone rang. Groaning, I reached over and picked up without even checking who it was.
“Hello?” I groggily say.
“Y/N are you up?” The other person said and I instantly knew the voice.
“I was just about to fall asleep Yoongi, but what’s up?” I replied.
He sighed, “Can we talk?”
I frowned at the sound of his voice, “uh sure.”
“I’ll be at your place in 10 minutes.” And with that, he hung up.
Before I knew it there was knocking on the door and I immediately got up to open the door.
Yoongi looked tired, saddened, and just… different. He awkwardly walked in with his head down and I knew something was wrong. My stomach dropped, “What’s wrong Yoongi?” I whispered and reached out to hold his hand. He flinched and pulled back without looking up at me.
He let out a deep breath, “I’m sorry Y/N.”
And that’s when my world came crashing down again.
The sound of rain against my window helped distract me from my endless thoughts of pure emptiness. I continued to play with the food that I didn’t even bother to eat and sat in silence.
It had been weeks that I had a decent meal, much less smiled. I debated many times calling Namjoon, but I always fought against that thinking he was too busy. He checked in a couple times over text but I was good at feeding him lies on how I was okay. Although he was my best friend, I just didn’t want to burden him again.
The day Yoongi came, I knew he changed his mind about coming back to me. He still texted though, and I knew that I was hurting myself way more by still sticking around. Soon enough text messages came almost once a week and I could tell he was distancing himself. What made things worse was that he flaunted his new relationship on social media, and that hurt more than anything. Yoongi was never one to brag about someone, unless the person meant a lot to him.
I was laying on my bed after coming home from a night with my friends and I was happy considering I haven’t felt this alive for about three months. I tried my best to shut the thought of him out of my head and I did what I thought was best… move on. I constantly told myself that nothing will bring me back to how I was when I was so low and needed to be strong. I was getting ready for bed and I checked my phone one last time before I decided to sleep.
And that was a big mistake. My heart dropped as I paused on a post Yoongi had uploaded of them together. I felt my throat close and tears well up in my eyes, fuck. Why the hell does this shit affect me so much? Before I knew it I was sobbing and all the feelings I was trying to avoid came rushing back. Without thinking I threw some shoes on and ran out my front door not caring how loud I slammed it. I was halfway down the street when I realized I forgot my phone and I sighed. I quickly figured I didn’t need it and continued walking. I eventually made it to the spot next to the gym I always came too and sat down breathing in the cool air. My mind began to wander and my thoughts were interrupted by a cough next to me. I shot my head up and met Jimin’s face. “Haven’t seen you in awhile.” He says. “Almost thought you got back with him.” He added. I looked away not responding, it’s almost pathetic how bad I wish that was what happened.
I heard him awkwardly sit next to me and from the corner of my eye I can see he was thinking on what to say next.
“Please don’t feel sorry for me” I mumble while trying to blink the tears forming in my eyes.
“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked.
“Honestly? No. I don’t. I want everything to be okay with us, I want things to be how they were back then. I want him to be happy with just me.” I admitted. “Do you know how stupid I feel? How pitiful I look?”
“You’re not stupid for wanting that, you have every right to feel all these emotions. But Y/N please don’t let him have so much control over you. He’s not worth it.” He grabbed my face and made me look at him, “Please Y/N.” He pulled me in for a hug and just as I was about to answer him a deep voice beat me to it.
“What the hell is going on?”
I panicked quickly getting up and moving away from Jimin. “Yoongi?” I practically yelled.
author’s note: ahhh i really hope you guys liked it! I am not confident in my writing yet but i’m getting there! i wrote this after my relationship fell apart, and although I’m still getting over it, writing makes me feel so much better.
You didn’t think you’d become a parent at such an age. You thought you were going to end up as one of those school drop-outs. But your mother made sure to never let that happen to you. She always told you school was your number one priority…kind of hard to focus on school when your caring for a 1 year old. Although your mother always had the right things to say when it came to situations like these.
“You’re not dropping out of school. Take your college classes online if you have to! But your are not going to quit on having a great career” She’d remind you over and over again until it was fully embedded in your brain.
A/N ~ Ok so this is pretty long, 9.7K words to be precise. This honestly is supposed to be a oneshot but it I like it so much it may get another chapter or two.
Theme ~ College/University AU
Pairing ~ Professor Choi Seung hyun x Reader
Featuring ~ BTS
Rated ~ SMUT, PURE SMUT
“Hello, are you there?” Your best friend Jennifer
asked as she waved a hand in front of your face startling you out of
your thoughts and bringing you back to the cafeteria you were sat in.
“Sorry, what?” you asked as you picked up your drink
and took a sip.
“Oh my god, have you not heard a word I’ve said?”
she asked with a tisk and a shake of her head.
“Sorry” you replied sheepishly as you played with
the pitiful excuse of what they called ‘food’ that sat on your tray.
“You’re hopeless, you know he’s never going to notice
you right? He’s your professor”
“I know but he’s just so god damn gorgeous” you
replied with a sigh as you lent back in your seat.
Ever since your old literature professor retired and was
replaced by the new one, you had found it extremely hard to
concentrate on anything at all. From the moment he walked in the room
you couldn’t take your eyes off of him and how could you, everything
about him commanded you look. He was the tall, dark and handsome
type, with broad muscular shoulders and eyes that could kill with
just one look and a jaw line that was so sharp you were sure it could
Futaba: I like your hair. Makoto: Excuse me? Futaba: Your hair - it’s shiny. Makoto: Umm, thanks. You know, if you washed your hair, it would look like mine. Futaba: Can you show me how? Makoto: …Sure? Futaba: We’re like sisters now.
IMPORTANT NOTE: Can I just say that I always get sooo excited when someone comments on my imagines and I always want to reply and give you all hugs and say thank you but I don’t do it because I when I comment name of my other blog shows up so that would be weird and confusing lol
But yeah I see EVERYTHING and want to thank you a million times ❤ PART 1 PART 2 PART 3PART 4 PART 5PART 6
action moves like a month of so forward, somewhere around halloween
“You’re going to the Friday’s party, right?”, Jessica asked when we were warming up before dance on basketball game.
“Umm, not sure yet”, I smiled faintly.
“Excuse me? Y/N Y/L/N can’t not come for halloween party!”, Monty and Bryce were walking by us and clearly overheard.
“I’ll try my best to make it to the party, but I’m doing trick or treat with my cousin and definitely can’t cancel that”.
“You can bring you cousin to the party, the more girls the better”, Bryce sent me his probablly most disgusting smile.
“She’s six, you vein fuck”.
“Well, you can come after you will be done. Come on”, Sheri begged.
“I’ll try my best”, I repeated.
Two days later I was walking around the city with my cousin, she dressed as Joker, me as Harley Quinn and I wasn’t too amused about that, because half of the girls were dressed like Harley, but Trixie* is way too stubborn to fight with her about that. And it was actually cute how surprised she was everytime we passed someone dressed as Harley.
“Have you seen it?”, she whispered. “She was dreesed just like you!”
“I know!”, I made shocked face everytime. “But she doesn’t have this cool baseball bat“.
My dad said I can’t go around dressed like that without anything for selfdefence, so I borrowed Jeff’s bat. I was walking around, joking with this little six-years-old nugget and didn’t even realised we went to Monty’s house until he opened the door.
“Hi, Monty”, I smiled when he opened the door.
“Trick of treat!”, Trixie shouted.
“Well, treat! You don’t mess with Joker, am I right? And who is your pretty friend?”, he smiled at me.
“It’s Harley. But just for today, normally she’s Y/N and she doesn’t dress like a hooker”, she said seriously.
“Trixie!”, I softly jerked her hand. “Where did you hear that word?”
“In tv”, she shrugged like it was nothing.
“You know, you probably shouldn’t use that word”, Monty crouched in front of Trixie and threw some candies into the basket. “Your mum might get really upset if she heard you say it”.
“Okay, I won’t.”
I was actually surprised how good Monty was with little child, because no one would expect that from typical jock and number one bully in school.
“You’re not at the party?”, I asked.
“I’m leaving soon”, he said as he was standing up. “Are you gonna show up?”
“Yeah, I think I’ll come after I’m finished. Oh come on”, I looked into Trixie’s basket. “You can do better than that, de la Cruz”.
He grinned at me and threw more candies into basket.
“Thanks! Cool!”, Trixie said excited.
“You’ll get some at the party”, he said quietly.
“Will it be trick or treat?”, I asked and bit my lower lip.
Trixie jerked my hand. “Is that your boyfriend?”, she whispered but loud enough for Monty to hear.
“No sweetie, he’s not my boyfriend, just my friend, Monty”, I felt I started blushing.
“Okay”, she nodded her head.
“We’re gotta go, a lot of candies to get”, I smiled. “See you later. Trixie, say bye”
“Bye, Monty!”, she waved at him.
“Bye, girls”, he smiled. “Y/N, you look good when you’re blushing”, he said when we walked a little bit. I didn’t say anything, just shook me head and smile.
Three hours later I finally got to the party, went straight to the kitchen and made myself a drink.
“Where did you lost your Joker?”, Montgomery showed up next to me.
“This party wouldn’t handle Joker”, I laughed.
“You know, as much as I would like to take you upstairs or somewhere right, you should probably look for Jess. I think she and Justin had a fight”.
“Shit”, I rolled my eyes. “Thanks”, I smiled at him and took my drink.
I started looking for Jessica, but instead I spotted Justin talking to Zach, pointing at one place, and that was were I found Jess and Sheri.
“Okay, straight to the point, what happened?”, I asked.
“He’s just… ugh… I’m so tired of him!”, she shouted and drank her drink at once.
I sighed, grabbed her armed and made her follow my steps and we went to the Justin.
“What happened to you two?”, I asked Justin.
“She’s fucking psycho!”
“Can’t you just do one thing I ask you for?!”, Jessica screamed.
“Okay, I’m out”, Zach raised his hands and walked away.
“What did he do or didn’t do?”.
“I’m Nancy, he was supposed to be Sid”.
“I am Sid!”, he defended himself.
“Are you serious? Do you even have internet to check things?”
“Both of you shut up!”, I covered their mouths with my hands. “Okay, Justin you could have done a little bit better. But Jess, when you two stand next to each other no one has a doubt who you are. Sind and Nancy. Nancy and Sid”, I smiled.
“Really?”, she asked.
“Yeah”, I nodded my head. “Now, kiss”, I looked at Justin, who still looked pissed. “Oh come on, you can’t be mad at her for too long, we all know that”
He finally grinned and gave Jess a hug.
“Yay, Y/N, the peacemaker!”, Jeff came up to us and high fived me.
“Okay, Y/N, don’t freak out”, Sheri said with a tone that actually made me wanna freak out. “Don’t look but on your two o’clock is…”
Of course I looked before she even finished the sentence. “Oh, fuck”, I quickly turned my face.
“What? Who is that?”, Jess asked.
“My fucking scumbag exboyfriend, Sean”, my jaw instantly clenched. “Why is he even here? He already graduated, he wasn’t even in Liberty High”
“I think he came with Bryce’s cousin”, Sheri said.
“Fuck”, I tok a huge sip of my drink.
“Monty!”, Jess waved at de la Cruz. “Put your arm around Y/N”.
“What?”, me and Monty asked at the same time.
“He wraps his arm around you, it looks like you’re together and this Sean or whatever his name is won’t come anywhere near you”.
Her plan was pretty good, I had to admit.
“Put you fucking arm around me, Montgomery”, I said through my clenched teeth and so he did.
“He’s here?”, he asked shocked. “We all warned you, when you started dating him. First of all, you were freshman, he was senior, second of all he wasn’t even in Liberty…”
“And he was in our opponent’s basketball team”, Justin added.
“Oh, stop with the fucking basketball team, like it’s the most important part of the story”, I rolled my eyes.
“Okay, but what’s the story?”, Jessica asked, she didn’t know anything, because she wasn’t at Liberty High when everything happened.
“He banged her and she never heard of him again”, Justin said.
“We were official”, I said with sharp tone. “But yeah, he broke up with me right after we… you know”, I finished my drink with one sip.
“Okay, I’ll bring you another, cause I see you need one”, Monty took my empty cup.
“Thanks, lots of vodka, please”.
“I’ll kick his ass”, Jeff said very pissed, and Jeff is not a person who get pissed easily.
“Me too”, Foley added.
“No one’s gonna kick anybody’s ass, go outside, play some beerpong, we’re not making any scene”, I pushed to te backyard and stayed with Sheri.
“Hey, it’s gonna be okay”, she tried to cheer me up. “Monty might be, well, Monty, but he’s always there if someone needs him, and Sean can’t be that dumb, to come up to you when you have Montgomery by your side”.
“You’re probably right”, I sent her faint smile and turned around just to see that Sean was already right in front of me.
“Well hello, Y/N. You’re looking even better than when I last saw you, if that’s even possible”, he looked at me up and down.
“Yeah, that’s cool but I got somewhere to be”, I tried to walked next to him, but he took a step to the left and got in my way.
“Come on, don’t run away, we can sit somewhere and go down the memory lane, you know, good, old times”, he stroked my cheek.
“First of all, don’t touch me”, I flinched. “Second of all, there are no good, old times, leave me alone”.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Justin and Jessica coming to us, Jess tried to calm him down.
“Oh, come on, babe”, Sean rolled his eyes.
“She’s not your babe”, suddenly Monty stood next me and I felt like I started breathing again, even though I didn’t realised I had held my breath.
“Is she yours?”.
“She asked you to leave her alone”, Monty took a step towards Sean, so now he was separating him from me.
“You really wanna see?”, I spotted Montgomery clenched his fists.
“You wanna do it outside?”
“Okay, okay”, I stepped between the two of them. “No one is gonna do anything outside, we’re not making scene”, I spotted Jessica holding Justin arm and Zach whispering something to Jeff. I also noticed music stopped playing, so now everybody’s eyes were on us.
“Oh, I see”, Sean chuckled. “Your whole protect committee is here. Jeff, Justin, Sheri… Everyone who comfort little, poor Y/N after her terrible boyfriend broke up with her”.
Monty got pissed and tried to took another step forward, but I stopped him.
“Monty, don’t”, I whispered. “Okay, Sean, it’s enough”.
I almost made Monty turn around and leave the room, but Sean just wouldn’t stop.
“Maybe if you weren’t so fucking boring in bed I wouldn’t break up with you after I fucked you two times”.
Justin got out of Jessica’s grip and this time I literally had to pushed Montgomery to stop him, only Zach could keep Jeff in place.
“Justin, don’t!”, I shouted and he stopped walking.
I turned to face Sean.
“The right word is “bored” not “boring””, I said calmly. “I was bored in bed. And maybe I wouldn’t be so fucking bored if there was anything to be excited about”, I took a glance at his crotch, making hints about size of his member worked on every guy if you wanted to shut him up. I turned back to Monty.
“Dumb slut”, I heard behind me.
Monty clenched again, his eyes were dark with rage.
“Montgomery, don’t”, I said softly and put my hands on his chest.. “Just drop it.”
“You let him talk to you like that?”, he whispered.
I smiled at him. What he didn’t noticed was that I was boiling inside. And that my hand was clenched in fist. I turned around and punched Sean right in the nose. Everybody’s jaws dropped. He put his hand on his face and when he took it away, still in shock, I punched him again.
“I don’t want to see you ever again!”, I shouted. “You hear me? Ever again!”, once I let my anger get out of me I just couldn’t stop and kicked him in the anckle. “Fucking scumbag!”
“Okay, that’s enough”, Monty grabbed me in my waist, pulled me up and carried me outside.
“Put me down, I’ll fucking kill him. Montomery, put me down!”, I tried to punch him in his ribs with my elbow.
“Yeah, I’ll handle it”, he said quietly to someone, probably Jeff, cause we just went past him.
We left the house, Monty closed door with a kick and continued carrying me.
“Fuck you, Montgomery”, I shouted.
When we were far from people, he finally put me down, turned me, so I was standing face to face with him and he put his hands on my shoulders.
“Don’t tell me to calm down! Why you can get angry and beat the shit out of people, and I can’t?”, I looked at him
“Because you‘re better than that!”, he shouted and that stopped me for a moment. “You’re better than that”, he said calmly. “You’re better than me”.
He saw I was calmer, so he took his hands off my shoulders.
“You okay?”, he asked concerned.
“Yeah… I’m sorry… I acted like a fucking psycho”.
“Hey, hey, don’t apologize for it, the guy is a dick”.
“Did this punch at least looked good or was it that funny, pathetic show that girls always do when they hit someone with their funny little fists?”, I asked.
“Well, even though your fists are funnily small, the punch was actually impressive”, he nodded his head. “Not pathetic. At least until you kicked his anckle,then you started acting like a girl.”
“Whatever”, I rolled my eyes and realised my hand actually hurt a little bit, Monty spotted grin on my face.
“I’ll get you some ice”, he offered.
“No, just”, I touched his
arm. “Let’s just… Don’t go inside for a few minutes”.
“What about your hand?”, he
asked concerned. “It hurts and it’ll be worse, trust me”.
“It’s okay…”, I mumbled. I
looked up because I heard door opening and saw Jeff, who carried a bag of ice. “Thank
you, Atkins”, I smiled.
“We can murder him if you
want, you know?”, he said.
“Nobody’s gonna murder
anyone”, I rolled my eyes.
Door opened again and Zach,
Justin, Sheri, Jessica and Bryce walked out.
“What the hell, dudes?”,
Walker asked. “Y/N, you’re at a party fifteen minutes and you start a fight?”
“Oh God, you’re so stupid”,
I sighed. “You should really pay more attention to who’s coming to your party,
“He’s my cousin’s friend from
college and you’re acting like crazy bitch.”
“Have you even been there?!”,
I asked loudly.
“Leave her alone, Bryce”,
“Actually you know, Bryce,
you and Sean would be great best friends as you both treat girls like trash”, I
Walker didn’t answear
anything, just looked at me for a moment.
“Keep an eye on your chick,
Monty”, he said finally.
“First of all, I’m not his
chick, and what was that even supposed to mean?”, I asked.
“Just saying”, he shrugged
and went back home.
“Fuck you, Bryce”, I
shouted to him. “Did he just threatened me?”
“Come on, he’s just talking
crap”, Justin said.
Justin, he literally said to Monty to keep his eye on me”.
let’s focus on you keeping ice on your hand”, Montgomery took the bag of ice I
hold in my left hand and put it on the right one.
threatened me, you all heard it”, I pointed at all of my friends.
all stay together for the rest of the night, alright?”, Jess proposed. “This
party has gotten really fucking weird.”
And so we
did, Monty really felt into this whole “put your fucking arm around me” thing,
cause whenever Sean was seen closer than on the opposite end of the party,
Monty’s hand automatically went on me. And when his arm wasn’t around me, he
was in the kitchen making me a drink, to make sure my cup isn’t empty.
led to another and after few drinks I was very, very buzzed and that makes me
very touchy so as soon as right moment came I dragged Monty into first empty
room and locked the door.
you know what time is it?”, I asked. “It’s a hook up time”, I answered my own
question before he even opened his mouth , brought him closer by his neck and
At first he
was a little shocked, what kind of surprised my drunk mind, it’s not like it’s
the first time we were doing it, then he got into kissing for a moment, but
when he realized I was slowly moving us towards bed, he moved away.
wrong?”, I asked.
wasted”, he said.
“So? If you
don’t remember I also was drunk the first time we had sex”.
that drunk”, he crossed his arms.
care”, I snorted.
should take a nap”, he offered.
want a nap, I want you to fuck me”, I said and put my arms around his neck. “Daddy?”
point he almost cracked, I could tell when he bit his lower lip and close his
take advantage of drunk girls”, he said with his eyes still closed.
daddy has some morals?”, my thumb went up and down on the back of his neck.
put his hands on my hips, kissed me and started moving us towards bed.
He laid me
on bed and the moment my head touched
the pillow I felt how soft and comfy it was and how tired I actually was and
that I couldn’t even bother to move my lips.
tired?”, Monty asked softly.
I nodded my
I closed my
eyes, he moved me so I was laying on side and not on my back and covered me
with a blanket.
“Take a nap”,
he whispered and left the room.
It felt like a minute passed when someone kneeled next to bed.
“Hey, you’re okay?”, Monty asked.
“God, you left like a minute ago, let me nap”, I mumbled and covered my head with blanket.
Montgomery giggled. “Y/N, you slept for an hour”.
“What?!”, I quickly sat on bed.
“It’s okay”, he smiled. “Here, I got you some water”.
“Thanks”, I took a glass from him and drank it all at once. “God, I feel
like shit after that nap, why did you let me nap?”, I moaned.
“Because you were wasted”.
“I wasn’t that drunk. A little buzzed, but not wasted”, I rolled my eyes.
“I called you babe and you didn’t reply with your ‘I’m not your babe’”.
“Maybe I was trying to be nice?”
Montgomery didn’t answer, just bit his lips trying not to laugh.
“What? What did I do?”, I asked. “Monty, tell me”, I punched his arm.
“You called me daddy”, he said finally.
“No, I didn’t”, I said disgusted.
He nodded his head.
“Oh my God”, I laid back and again covered my face with blanket in embarrassment. “You know it wasn’t me talking? I was wasted”.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought”, he laughed. “You want more water?”
“No, I’m good. Thank you, Monty”, I smiled.
*Trixie - named after Trixie from show “Lucifer” on FOX, if you haven’t watch it, I hardly recommend it, very good shit and Trixie is my favourite.
Oh, sorry this one was mostly dialogues, but I kinda struggle with describing and that kinda stuff because english is not my first language (I really have to stop using it as an excuse for everything)