and now i can feel it in my bones again

I just had the absolute most vivid dream I’ve ever had and it was about dnp coming out… bare with me

it was on younow, they did a joint one. the camera was on a table or something and the image was slightly tinted orange for some reason, maybe it was was later at night for them idk. They were both leaning over the phone, their heads taking up the whole frame almost. Phil’s head was resting against Dan’s cheek and it was squishing it; after a few seconds dan pulled back a bit and gave Phil a look where his eyes were wide but like he looked excited and his lips kind of curled inwards and he was smirking a bit. they then fell back onto wherever they were sitting which i guess was a bed or something and Dan was leaning over Phil. at this point Dan put his hands on the sides of Phil’s face and just like leant down and kissed him. it was just a peck but he ended the broadcast right after it.

i normally wouldn’t write something like this,,, but this was one of the weirdest dreams I’ve ever had. my dreams are always random and are never about real life situations, and I’ve never had a dream that felt as real as that one. it was so weird that i woke up straight after and thought it had actually happened (you have no idea how confused i was when i came on tumblr and nobody was talking about it). Also, it was odd because I remember dreaming about just watching the regular liveshow… like I was aware the dream was happening when it was just them there talking to us. even that part of the dream was a bit distorted though, but the end part just felt so real. in the dream as soon as it happened, I closed my laptop and laid down on the floor and just said “yep. there it is” and then got really happy and excited and rolled over and put my face in my hands. which is another weird thing, as I’ve never seen myself in a dream before.

tl;dr i had a really vivid realistic dream that Dan and Phil kissed on younow

This is part one of ?? ask memes containing 00′s lyrics.  This post contains mainly popular top 40 pop songs.

‘  a girl like you is impossible to find  ’
‘  ain’t no other man but you  ’
‘  and in the back of your mind i know you should be over me  ’
‘  been fueling up on cocaine  &  whiskey  ’
‘  best thing about tonight is that we’re night fighting  ’
‘  boys just come  &  go like seasons  ’
‘  can’t seem to get you off my mind  ’
‘  come  &  rest your bones with me  ’
‘  did we get hitched last night?  ’
‘  do you see how much i need you right now?  ’
‘  don’t tell me you’re sorry cause you’re not  ’
‘  don’t you ever for a second get to thinking you’re irreplaceable  ’
‘  fairytales don’t always have a happy ending,  do they?  ’
‘  feeling like i’m heading for a breakdown  ’
‘  how do i feel this good sober?  ’
‘  how long will i be waiting to be with you again?  ’
‘  i bet you’re hard to get over  ’
‘  i can have another you in a minute  ’
‘  i can’t look at you while i’m lying next to her  ’
‘  i don’t wanna be anything other than me  ’
‘  i don’t wanna be anything other than what i’ve been trying to be lately  ’
‘  i drove for miles  &  miles  &  wound up at your door  ’
‘  i have the tendency of getting very physical  ’
‘  i haven’t seen the sunshine in three damn days  ’
‘  i hope you know that this has nothing to do,  it’s personal  ’
‘  i hoped you were coming home to stay  ’
‘  i just called to say i love you,  come back home  ’
‘  i just called to say i want you to come back home  ’
‘  i keep her coming every night,  so hard to keep her satisfied  ’
‘  i know i left too much mess  &  destruction to come back again  ’
‘  i know i tend to get so insecure  ’
‘  i know you think that i shouldn’t still love you  ’
‘  i never thought i’d need you there when i cry  ’
‘  i promise i’m not trying to make your life harder  ’
‘  i said see you later boy  ’
‘  i swear i’ll change my ways  ’
‘  i think i’ve already lost you  ’
‘  i think you’re already gone  ’
‘  i wanna take a ride on your disco stick  ’
‘  i want to make you feel beautiful  ’
‘  i was off to drink you away  ’
‘  i wonder if i’ll ever change my ways  ’
‘  i would’ve stayed up with you all night had i known how to save a life  ’
‘  if i just lay here,  would you lie with me  &  just forget the world?  ’
‘  if your heart is always searching, can you ever found a home?  ’
‘  if you’re gone,  maybe it’s time to come home  ’
‘  is there anyone out there cause it’s getting harder  &  harder to breathe  ’
‘  it’s not always rainbows  &  butterflies,  it’s compromise,  it moves us along  ’
‘  it’s personal,  myself  &  i,  we got some straightening up to do  ’
‘  it’s time for me to go home  ’
‘  it’s time to be a big girl now  &  big girls don’t cry  ’
‘  it’s too late to apologize  ’
‘  it’s your fault you didn’t shut the refrigerator,  maybe that’s the reason i’ve been acting so could  ’
‘  i’ll be your best friend  &  you’ll be my valentine  ’
‘  i’ll do what it takes  ’
‘  i’m bringing sexy back  ’
‘  i’m going home to the place where i belong  ’
‘  i’m in love  &  always will be  ’
‘  i’m leaving,  never to come back again  ’
‘  i’m not crazy,  i’m just a little unwell  ’
‘  i’m not going to write you a love song  ’
‘  i’m not ready to make nice  ’
‘  i’m still mad as hell  ’
‘  i’ve had you so many times,  but somehow i want more  ’
‘  let’s get this party started  ’
‘  let’s talk this over,  it’s not like we’re dead  ’
‘  make them boys go loco  ’
‘  my heart is full  &  my door’s always open,  you come anytime you want  ’
‘  please,  just cut it out  ’
‘  she acts like summer  &  walks like rain  ’
‘  she always belonged to someone else  ’
‘  she listens like spring  &  she talks like june  ’
‘  shut up  &  put your money where your mouth is  ’
‘  since you’ve been gone my worlds been dark  &  grey  ’
‘  so much for my happy ending  ’
‘  some things in this world you just can’t change  ’
‘  some things you don’t need until they leave you  ’
‘  spare me your frickin’ dirty looks  ’
‘  steal some covers,  share some skin  ’
‘  tell me,  boy,  now wouldn’t that be sweet?  ’
‘  that’s what you get for waking up in vegas  ’
‘  they say time heals everything,  but i’m still waiting  ’
‘  this is not what i intended,  i always swore to you i’d never fall apart  ’
‘  this love has taken its toll on me  ’
‘  this shit is bananas  ’
‘  times square can’t shine as bright as you  ’
‘  tonight will be the night that i will fall for you over again  ’
‘  welcome to the real world  ’
‘  we’ll be playmates  &  lovers  &  share our secret worlds  ’
‘  when you look me in the eyes  &  tell me that you love me,  everything’s alright  ’
‘  when you’re gone the pieces of my heart are missing you  ’
‘  where did i go wrong,  i lost a friend  ’
‘  wish i had a good girl to miss me  ’
‘  you can hold my hand if you want to cause i wanna hold yours too  ’
‘  you got me twisted  ’
‘  you look so dumb right now  ’
‘  you put on quite a show,  really had me going  ’
‘  you reminded me of brighter days  ’
‘  you should turn yourself around  &  come on home  ’
‘  you’re so ugly when you cry  ’

boys locker room || stiles stilinski (!!)

author: @sincerelystiles
pairing: stiles x reader
word count: 1,984

warnings: swearing, oral (male receiving), public sex, teasing

authors note: after a very long time, it’s finally here. thank you to @ridin-roscoe for helping me complete this lmao. 

summary: stiles and reader sneak into the boys locker room to fool around, the pack not knowing they’re dating.  

“Stiles,” I gasp in attempt to regain my breath and tug at the dark roots of his devilish hair. He hums against my neck, warm tongue grazing over the tender skin before he places an open mouthed kiss against it and finally; his eyes meet mine.

I regain my breath again, pursing my lips whilst staring at his. They were pink and swollen, the skin around them were wet, my dark lipstick smudged on his chin and just below his nose. My eyes trail, up his face; his once honey-drizzled eyes were now dark, full of passion and lust. 

“We’re gonna get caught out here.” I finally speak, my voice a hoarse whisper and I find myself losing more control by the second at the sight of his bottom lip being dragged between his teeth. 

Without saying a word, his hand wraps around my wrist. He storms from our current place against the lockers and toward the end of the hall with me rushing behind him, trying to rub my thighs together in the process in attempt to get some friction. 

Excitement boils through my blood as he drags me toward a darker corner, pinning me against the wall of the boys locker room. Stiles flushes his body against mine, heavy breathes against my neck as his nose trails across my jaw.

My head rolls back in pleasure, heavy pants escaping my parted lips as he peppers my jaw with open mouthed kisses, his grip on my waist tightening; fingers pressing harshly against the bare skin beneath my shirt.

His left hand retracts from my waist, leaning across the wall and gripping the door handle before he pushes it open and ushers the both of us into the boys locker room - his body never leaving mine, lips never leaving my neck. 

“Are we really gonna do this in the boys locker room?” I pant excitedly. I grip the back of his shirt, tugging at the short hairs on the nape of his neck; earning a grunt of confirmation. 

“I have twenty minutes to make you cum. Think I can do it?” Stiles questions cockily, the smirk on his face pressing against my collar bone. I groan at his words, growing more and more sexually frustrated by the second. 

“Nineteen minutes now.” I tease with a smirk, his body tensing against mine before he pulls his face away from my heaving chest. His once amber eyes were now dark, pupils almost consuming him as he pants heavily. 

“Then I guess I better get to work.” 

Without another second, Stiles’ lips were ravishing mine - hands roaming my body before he tears my blouse from my upper body; buttons scattering against the tiled floor, fabric pooling by our feet.

I don’t even have time to be pissed before he pushes my body against the shower wall, his heaving body towering over mine. 

“You know, I’ve always loved your hair wet.” He smirks, my eyebrows knitting together in confusion. 

He answers my confusion almost immediately, but not with words. Instead, he reaches for the knob beside us; twisting it left as a gush of cold water sprayed over my body; hair wetting in the process. 

A squeal escapes my lips, my whole body jumping into Stiles’ chest at the uncomfortable feeling of the cold water trickling down my back. 

A dark chuckle escapes his lips before he presses me under the water again; hands pinning my wrists to the tiled wall whilst his lips attached to my chest. 

“Stiles.” I pant eagerly, the burning in my lower abdomen only igniting something more within me. 

Before I can control my movements, I spin us both around - Stiles’ back now plush against the wall as the water smothers his body - causing his shirt to cling to his chest and arms adoringly. 

With a wicked smirk, I trace my tongue against his jaw, slowly tracing the bone until I reach his ear, dragging his earlobe between my teeth before a small giggle escapes my lips. 

My lips wander back to his neck, his breathing hitching as I pepper the skin with open mouthed kisses, before sucking lightly and nipping softly. 

Quiet whimpers escape his lips as I continue with my assault, which only fuels me further. The burning sensation between my thighs becoming too much to handle as I reach my hand between our bodies, rubbing his hardening member through the rough material of his wet jeans. 

“Y/N, come on, quit teasing.” Stiles breathes, his chest heaving at a fast rate. I acknowledge his request and detach my lips from his; sliding down his body until I balance on my knees. 

Looking up at him through my lashes, a small smirk spreads across my lips. This had always been my favourite sight; watching him whither beneath my touch, moaning my name with no control of his words or body. 

“Ho-ly shit.”

Without wasting another second, I loop my fingers through the waistband of his jeans, unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down his legs, his boxers following suit; leaving his fully erect member to spring free. 

I wet my lips at the sight, his red tip glistening with precum, which only causes the pooling in my panties to deepen. I swipe my tongue against his slit - a long groan of pleasure escaping Stiles’ lips before I gently wrap my lips around hi member, siding my mouth down as far as I can and using my spare hand to palm the rest that wouldn’t fit. 

“Fuck baby, just like that.”

I moan around his member,the vibrations causing his head to spin as I bob my head up and down at a fast past - my tongue flattening and running up and down the base of his big cock. 

“God, I love when you let me fuck your pretty little mouth.” I moan at his words, his cock twitching inn my mouth at the sudden vibration from my moans and hums. 

I clasp my thighs together, rubbing them against each other in attempt to gain some kind of friction before I fully explode. His cock twitches in my mouth again as I hollow my cheeks which snaps something inside of him. 

Stile’s hand comes to the back of my head, gripping a fistful of my matted, wet hair and pushing my mouth further down his cock. I grip his hips from some stability as he rams himself into my mouth; hitting the back of my mouth with each thrust. 

Long, strangled moans and profanities wander from hi tongue as my eyes begin t water at the feeling of his long member sliding down my throat. 

“Oh shit I’m gonna cum.” Stiles cries, but ceases all movement. He gently pulls my mouth away from his cock, a long trail of saliva and precum stringing from the tip of his throbbing dick to my lips. 

He pulls me up to my feet, his lips crashing against mine before he quickly pulls away, the water now cascading down our trembling bodies. “I’m not cumming until you do.”

Stiles’ arms reach around my body, unclasping my bra as it falls to the ground, my nipples hardening as the water splashes against my breasts. In one swift motion, Stiles massages my breast, kneading it before latching his lips onto my hardened peak, sucking and tugging against it, causing my head to throw back and a string of profanities to roll of my tongue.

“This needs to go.” I tug at the hem of his soaking shirt, tearing it from his body and exposing his perfect physique to me. 

“And so do these.” He grins, tugging my skirt and panties off and throwing them across the locker room. I whimper at the feeling of being completely exposed to him, but that all quickly changes when he spins us around, pinning me against the wall and I find myself feeding off the power and lust his body radiates.

“Stiles, come on.” I whine breathlessly, arching my body into his chest as he tuts at my actions. 

“I would ask if you’re horny, but I can feel your arousal dripping onto my leg.” Stiles smirks, rubbing his thigh between my legs as a howl of pleasure erupts from my chest. 

“Baby, we’re gonna get caught.” I moan, bucking my pussy against his leg, satisfying the ever growing need of friction. 

“That makes it all the more fun.”

Stiles wraps his arms around my waist, hoisting me from the ground as I wrap my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck. His rough hands find my ass as they grab and smack against the now stinging skin before he slams me against the wall again. 

“Now I’m gonna fuck your tight little cunt until you’re screaming for me to stop.”

I almost cum at his words before he teases my entrance with his tip, excitement rushing through my veins. 

“You’re all talk but no show.” I whisper into his ear tauntingly, nipping his earlobe before he pushes his cock into my dripping pussy, a filthy moan escaping my lips. 

“Oh fuck, Stiles!” I scream, my nails clawing down his bare back as one hand leaves my ass, grabbing a fist full of my hair and tugging my head back. 

“You like that baby? You like when I fuck you like this?” He questions, thrusting into me deliciously as my body shakes with pleasure. 

My hips rock into his, his cock digger deeper into my dripping pussy as I hold onto his broad shoulders for as much support as possible. 

Stiles’ eyes darken at the view before him. I was pressed against the wall, tits bouncing as water splashes down my chest. This was his favourite sight and I knew it. He knew I knew it. 

His thrusts begin to deepen the more he pulls me closer. He hitches one leg further up his body and pushes into me at a completely new angle; hitting spots I didn’t even know I had. 

“Yes, yes! Right there! Oh baby I’m gonna cum.” I scream uncontrollably, my hand coming between or sweating bodies to rub small circles against my clit, sending me over the edge. 

I scream out in pleasure and my walls clench around his throbbing dick, earning a grunt from Stiles. His eyes divert from my chest to my pussy, watching himself slide in and out with ease as I cum all over his dick, moaning filthily at the feeling. 

“Oh fuck, Stiles.” His dick twitches inside me, thrusting a few more times before he quickly pulls out and pumps his cock a few times. I fall to my knees, wrapping my lips around him as he pumps himself a few more times, hot spurts of cum shooting down my throat as his dick twitches in pleasure. 

I lick my licks, pulling away and wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Stiles chest heaves heavily as light moans escape his lips even after his orgasm. 

He offers me a hand, pulling me to my feet and holding me in his embrace, playing with my matted hair and placing gentle kisses to my shoulder as we slowly come down from our highs. 

“When are we gonna tell them?” I ask quietly, snuggling my face into the crook of his neck as he continues to play with my hair. 

“Soon baby, with everything going on right now, it doesn’t seem like there’s ever a good time.” He sighs, now wrapping his arms around my small frame and keeping me close to him. 

“You know I love you, right? He questions, causing me to smile up at him sleepily. 

I nod my head, snuggling back into his chest, the warm water cascading over out bodies, “and you know I love you?” I question him back, pressing a kiss to his collar bone as he sighs happily, “I do now.” 

tell me what you thought!
masterlist // coming soon

anonymous asked:

Can we have a Cole and Justice/Anders banter? Something fluffy. Where they comfort and help each other.

Cole: You fixed her. She was broken and now she’s whole. 

Anders: The woman at the clinic back in town? It was a simple broken ankle. She just needed a little mending. 

Cole: No. Not her bone. Crippled, cornered, can’t escape

Anders: You’d be amazed how trapped you feel when you lose the ability to run away. Trust me. 

Cole: But you gave it back to her. She can walk again. 

Anders: I just sped up the process a little. 

Cole: You gave her her freedom back. 

Anders: Now you’re just trying to flatter me. It’s working. Thanks Cole.

anonymous asked:

hii! i just love all your stuff! what do you say about mcspirk soulmates!au?? in wich you can only see the color of your soulmates´ eyes til you meet em, and you can finally see the whole spectrum? idk just love this dorks bye

  • Bones doesn’t believe in soulmates. He loved his wife with all his heart, but it was never meant to be. Bones also never noticed the otherwise grey-scaled world as much. The skies were always the brightest blues, and the leaves turn a wide array of browns in fall. He sees color, two different colors, and so he doesn’t even really think twice about it.
  • Until he meets Spock. Jocelyn can’t make it to parent-teacher nigt, so Bones goes instead. Spock’s Joanna’s new teacher. Bones doesn’t realize anything’s different until he reaches out to shake Spock’s hand. When their eyes meet, it’s an instant headache for both of them. Because suddenly seeing a wider arrange of colors isn’t a pleasant process, and the migraine Bones suffers sure takes away the sheer bizarreness that this new teacher caused all of this.
  • Meeting your soulmate should be the most romantic thing in the world. That’s what they advocate, after all. But it’s far less glamorous than that. Both boys just quietly suffer a headache while Spock guides them through Joanna’s report card. It looks fine. Both are awkwardly trying to avoid the topic of how-is-this-possible? Bones sees the dark green of the chalk board behind Spock, the weathered brick walls and the brightly colored apple on Spock’s desk. Some elements are still thankfully grey, and Bones much rather focuses on the dull color of the grass outside the windows, and the green leafs on trees. “Are you okay?” Spock asks, and Leonard shrugs. “I will be.”
  • Why is it that now that his world is instantly more colorful, he runs into Spock everywhere? The park at first, where Bones tries to avoid a conversation with him because how do you even approach this subject with anyone? Spock’s perfectly handsome, but Bones’ marriage ended so messily and he just doesn’t feel ready to engage with anyone romantically. Especially not someone who literally brightened his whole world in the span of a few seconds after meeting.
  • The second time they meet is at a bar. Bones is already a little drunk. Spock isn’t, or he doesn’t seem to be, but he does seem to be in a good mood. “Mr. McCoy,” Spock says, “how’s Joanna?” “Fine,” Bones says, easing into talking to him about teacher-stuff, Joanna, Bones’ job as a doctor. “Ah, you’re a doctor,” Spock says, smiling lightly, “you should meet Jim. He’d be your favorite patient.” “Jim?” Bones asks curiously. “Yes, my partner,” Spock explains, turning around on his chair to gesture towards another guy. He’s chatting up two girls at once, cocky smile and wild gestures. “James,” Spock says, and Jim gets up immediately. “What’s up?” Jim asks, and Bones rolls his eyes, instead focusing on his drink when Jim leans in to kiss Spock quickly. Perhaps a little drunk. He was flirting with a few girls, after all. “Who are you talking to?” Jim asks curiously, and Bones turns to look at Jim, finally. That headache is back in an instant the moment Bones catches a glimpse of those wicked blue eyes. Jim grunts, too, and Spock reaches out to grab Jim’s arm. “Are you okay?” he asks, and Jim reaches out to rub his own temples. “Yeah, I’m– Jesus,” Jim says, stumbling back a little. “I can see,” Jim says, and Bones rolls his eyes. “You didn’t seem blind before,” Bones says, and Spock frowns. “Wait, are you both seeing all colors now, too?“ “Jim doesn’t respond, instead he reaches out and grabs Bones’ shoulders, pulling him in to press a kiss on his lips. Bones looks utterly shocked when he pulls away, and maybe not too appreciative. “What the hell?” “I had to try and see if I felt anything,” Jim says, but Leonard just frowns. “Try that again and you can feel my first. In your face.”
  • It’s not like he doesn’t find either Spock or Jim attractive. And certainly he feels things when he’s around them. But it’s difficult. They’re already together, though seem to openly accept people into their lives with devotion and intimacy, and that’s just something Bones hasn’t encountered before, ever. He hangs out with them a lot, though, because somehow he does feel attracted to them, both socially and physically. Joanna loves it, too, because Spock is a great teacher, Jim a strong police officer, and her father a caring doctor. Spock and Bones help her with homework, Jim assists them when they practice baseball outside in the garden. Bones goes from no soulmate to suddenly having two, and Joanna suddenly goes to having three dads and loving it.
  • It’s only after over a year of knowing them and being close to them, Bones starts opening up to the thought of a relationship. Jim never pushes for intimacy, even though Bones can tell he’s craving for it; attention and intimacy of any kind. So when Joanna’s in bed, Bones sits down between the two of them, quietly admiring the world of color around him. Even though it’s been a year since he’s been able to see everything; a sunset in its brightest colors, the bright pinks and yellows of spring, and the cozy lights of a Christmas tree in winter, it’s all still something that amazes him still to this day.
  • He leans against Spock casually, who slides an arm around his shoulder while continues to read on his tablet with his free hand. Jim’s playing a game on his phone, half watching the TV, but mostly focused on his phone. Bones reaches out, pulling Jim in closer until Jim’s resting against him, too. Jim instantly eases into that, smiling when Bones’ fingers run through Jim’s hair. “Where’s this intimacy coming from, huh?” Jim comments, and Bones shrugs. “Well, what are you gonna do about these two idiots who crawled their way into my life,” Bones sighs. “What made you change your mind?” Spock asks, and Bones smiles lightly. “You.”
Letters From My Lovers: Taehyung

Author’s Note: happy birthday week @kpopfanfictrash <3 and to every tae girl i said i’d never be soft for
Pairing: Taehyung x Reader (oc; female)
Genre: fluff; angst
Summary: Away on a business trip, Taehyung thinks about how hotels personify your relationship
Rating: R
Warnings: implied sex; explicit language
Word Count: 1,549

Jimin | Taehyung | Jongin | Baekhyun | Jinyoung


Monday, 2:08AM and I can’t sleep. Lights from the city keep pouring in from the windows and I keep trying to convince myself that I’m overstimulated - too pensive, too alive, too excited to be here. But, I’ve never been that good at lying, certainly not to myself. I hate everything about this room - from the beige paint to the buzz of the mini fridge - and I think it’s because you aren’t here with me. The cotton of the bed sheets is rough, feels like sandpaper against my skin though this, I suppose, is standard of all hotel rooms. Usually, I slide along the mattress to find your body and press myself against your softness. I warm my soul against you, finding comfort, finding serenity, finding you. Usually, you are here, but now I am alone and this…this hurts.

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Jason Voorhees/Reader — The roles have been reversed

This is for @coulsart it took forever and it’s really short and I hate it but it’s done. I’m probably going to go back and try and change it. I was struggling with first person pov and didn’t really know how to finish it.

In which the reader tries to woo Jason and he’s having not of it

I’d been waiting for, what felt like, an eternity. In reality it was probably only a couple minutes but patience isn’t a virtue most had when it came to wooing someone. Or in this case, something. Jason Voorhees, object of my affections, was less man than beast. Not that I minded, I’d been pursuing him for some time despite him showing little to no indications that he returned these feelings. Every scheme concocted to seduce Jason usually ended with me being severed in some way, sometimes a snapped neck or a stab wound. Lucky for me I was virtually immortal, able to regenerate the most severe wounds.

The latest scheme happened to be breaking into Jason’s little shack and showering it with rose petals while lounging on his small bed. I’d snuck in when he had left, probably to kill a few teenagers trespassing on his camp. I only stopped examining my nails when I heard the footsteps approaching, which was a feat in itself. For being such a large man Jason managed to move surprisingly quiet. I quickly brush my hair back, hoping it looked presentable, and rearranged myself in a relaxed position with, at least I hoped it was, a smolder. I held my breath in anticipation until the door swung open, light blocked from the wall I’d fallen for.

“Hey, babe, back from your walk?”

Jason stands there, frozen and quiet for a few seconds. My grin never falters and I wiggle my eyebrows enticingly. Jason turns and starts walking away at a brisk pace. Caught off guard, I call out, “Wait for me!”

I scramble to get up and trip in my hurry, falling on my face. By the time I get up and I’m out the door, Jason is several yards away, glancing over his shoulders. I smile and run to catch up. I pant when I finally reach him, still jogging to keep up with his long strides.

“Where ya going? Don’t you want to spend some time with me?” I bat my eyelashes, smiling up at him.

Jason looks down and takes a quick left turn away from me. My smile falls as I hurry after him. I reach up and lace my arm around his elbow, standing somewhat awkwardly due to his height.

“Isn’t this romantic?” I coo.

I’m abruptly shoved backward and I can hear the sching of metal slicing through the air and then the world is spinning. I yelp when my head strikes the ground and I squeeze my eyes in an attempt to gather myself before opening them again. It takes only a couple moments to realize I am now decapitated, body a few inches away and neck sore. Jason is nowhere to be found. With a sigh, I watch as my bodies arms reach up and feel around before smacking me and pulling me down to attach at the neck again. As I wait for my muscles and bones to reconnect I decide maybe this was too forward, and I should try a more subtle approach.

Hearing Your Soulmate’s Thoughts

Prompt: “Since you said you were thinking about doing a soulmate au can I request a Bones one like they can hear each other’s thoughts.” - @yourtropegirl

Word Count: 1,872

Warnings: mild cursing

Author’s Note: I might write a part 2 for this at some point. Maybe. If you all like it maybe.

You were a cadet when you first started hearing his thoughts. Nothing major, just little bits and pieces of what he must have been thinking at that very moment.

Dammit…always in trouble.

It didn’t surprise you that you were beginning to hear them, your parents had always told you that you would start hearing your soulmate’s thoughts as you got closer to them in proximity. With so many people at the Academy, it didn’t seem unlikely at all that your soulmate would be here.

If I have to…this class again…

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Magnetic  Chapter 48: Content(The End)

Dean Winchester x Reader

1250 Words

Story Summary: After your Dad was killed, you were shocked to learn all about his hidden life. Deciding to follow in his footsteps, you turn to a life of hunting, surprised at how well you adapted. Then comes along Sam and Dean Winchester, turning your life upside down. You and Dean don’t get along at first, but then things soon start to change.

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

“Y/N, you don’t need to say anything.” Dean started first, surprising you. After everything was done, you thought he would be furious with you, yelling and cursing you for not trusting him. What he did instead confused you. Enough that you could only sit there, your mouth wide open as he knelt in front of you, taking your hands in his own, callused ones. “It was your Dad. Of course, you were going to trust him over guys you hadn’t known very long.”

“But Dean, that’s the point!” You argued, even though you made no attempt to pull your hands away from his. “It really wasn’t my dad! I was so easily stooped that I ended up getting in trouble, and had to kill the only man who’s ever been there for me.”

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working to hard #1

what you do when he works to hard

requested: NO

warning: fluff and cuteness, bit of fighting, smut

sidemen: simon aka miniminter

I was siting on the sofa in the sidemen house just on Twitter while the lads are recording videos for their channels when i could hear simon screaming from his room. I roll my eyes and know exactly what kind of scream that is, he’s frustrated and stressed. I walk up to his room and knocked on his door but quite shocked when he said this “GO AWAY!” He fucking shouted at me, now i know it’s because he’s working to hard.

“I DON’T GIVE A SHIT I’M COMING IN ANYWAY” I hear him sigh then walk in to see exactly where i thought he would be on his gaming chair editing. He looks angry that i walked in, his eyes darker then the normal bright blue ones that i love, “i said go away phoenix (you can change the name to yours if you want it’s just easier doing mine name lol even tho it’s not my name but i wish it was tho lol) why DIDN’T YOU LISTEN TO ME!” I’m getting scared now but i’m not showing him that i am though.

“BECAUSE YOUR WORKING YO HARD DICKHEAD. STOP OVER WORKING AND THEN MAYBE I’LL LISTEN TO YOU, YOU PRICK” by surprise he grabbed my hips and smashed me to his bedroom door his face inches away from mine making me gulp at how close he is. You see me and simon are best friends that’s why i’m surprised he’s this close to me.

He’s breathing quite heavily which is making me heart to speed up “why don’t you listen to me phoenix, you never listen to me at all” his voice is low and husky, god why does he have to do that, you see i have a huge crush on him but only josh knows about it. I tried to get out of his grip but his grip gets tighter and he pushes me further in to the door if that’s even possible.

“Are you even listening to me jay or not” (my nickname) he’s moving closer and closer every time he speaks. I look up to meet his eyes that are already staring at mine, he has no idea what he’s doing to me i’m trying to hide the fact that i’m turned on but failing miserably. He moves closer to me now touching me with his body, my breath stops mid breath and my heart skips a beat.

“Please stop touching me simon” i whisper to him and he just gets closer to me looking dow at me like he’s not doing anything wrong. I tried pushing him away but he just grips me harder probably leaving bruises too. “I told you not to come in but you did anyway, i need to get that video out now because the fans will complain other wise” he’s still angry but hot dayum  his low husky voice is sexy.

“Stop over working yourself take a break simon. I know it’s your job but jobs ain’t 24/7 are they” i’m looking straight in his eyes him still breathing heavily in my face “leave before i hurt you phoenix NOW!” Shouting in my face making me jump by shock. I start to breath more faster then ever while his eyes are getting darker by the second because i haven’t moved.

I nod my head no but boy i chose the wrong answer, he let go of my and smashed both of his hands on the door to close to my head. Which just turned me on more the fact that he’s super hot when angry. I tried to run to the other side of him but got stopped by his leg blocking me “where do you think your going jay”.

He pushes me up the door again with more force this time so i made a little noise that sounded sexual so i slap my hand over my mouth but he took it away and put it at the side of me and then realization hit him and then i could feel him on my stomach, he gets closer to me and i try to not moan by biting my bottom lip which just makes him sigh “don’t do that phoenix” “do what si” he closes his eyes to calm himself down but didn’t work.

I could feel him getting more hard by the second which made me moan lightly which made my eyes widen which is making him even more hard. I looked up to look at him but didn’t have time to do or say anything because simon smashed his lips to mine i kissed back straight away. His hands loosened a bit and slid them down down to my ass and pulling me into him more which coursed me to let out a slightly loader moan in his mouth.

I put my arms around his neck he pushed me to the door again grabbing my thighs and pulling then up so i wrapped my legs around his waist i can feel his anger slipping away from him by the kiss. He thrusted up which made me moan louder and him to moan too. He licked the bottom of my lip asking for entrance which i denied to tease him a bit.

It didn’t last long though he thrusted up again coursing me to let out a breathy moan which gave him an advantage to put his tongue in my mouth, we was in this position for a little while before he stopped kissing me and moved to my neck trying to find my sweet spot which he found quite fast.

I moaned letting him know he found it and started to suck on it, biting it once in a while probably leaving a mark. Then he found the hem of my shirt and took it off while i took his off too, we started moving to his bed with him still kissing my neck. He put me down by throwing me then climbed  on top of me and kissing my collar bones this time so i could hide then when i make videos for my channel.

Before i know it we are fully naked and he’s putting a condom on spreading my legs making me whimper and him to smirk he pinned my arms over my head before going inside me making us both moan in pleasure.  He started at a slow pace but got faster and harder making us both moaning messes i flip us over which got him by surprise and started leaving my mark on him but on his collar bone bones  and shoulders and a sneaky one on his neck.

I love hearing him moan and the reason for that is because of me but i think simon had enough of mr teasing him because he flipped us back so he’s now on top of me. With every thrust he does he get’s harder hitting my g spot every time which is making me moan really load and he’s still smirking at me.

As he started kissing my neck again i can feel his cross necklace on my chest which makes me shiver because it’s cold which he just chuckles but then after saying “i’m close baby girl” this coursed me to cum first and him after. He throws the condom in the bin and cuddles up with me with my head resting on his bare chest while he draws little patterns on my bare back which tickles a bit.

I can hear his slow heart beat but what really surprised me was what he said “be mine phoenix please” i looked up and smiled “i was always yours simon you just never took notice of it” i giggled so did he. After that we both fell asleep in each other’s arms. The next day we got woken up by a iPhone camera click and guess who it was……… it was jj.

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under the cut you will find 370+ otp tags. these were all taken from various song lyrics and quotes, except one or other i made up myself. they are unsorted, ranging from anything since skinny love to soulmates to friends with benefits to toxic relationships, exes, forbidden loves and so forth. tw: nsfw, mentions of battle and religious references. likes or reblogs are appreciated. hope you enjoy it!!

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A New Semester

One week before the new semester. It was crisp blue night at the beach where the young broccoli headed boy gets the saddest news of all.

Ochako: I’m sorry, Deku….but we can still be friends.

The gravity controlling girl smiled so little knowing she hurt the boy who loved her. And the boy heart breaks more than the bones he broke in the past.

Izuku: Y-Yeah….

He tried to hide his tears from her but it was too hard as life can’t stop being putting him down to the ground.

Ochako then left knowing she’ll just hurt him more. As soon as she leaves, Izuku sat alone in the sand and silently cries.

The first two weeks of the new semester, Izuku reached a depression as he started to fail his classes and avoided all contact with his classmates. But little did he know that a rainy hero noticed from day one that he isn’t himself from the lack of mumbling he usually does that scares her and letting Bakugou beat him up without fighting back.

Her feelings for the down green boy is barely noticeable from the others as she is embarrassed that a frog like her would be with someone who is equal as All Might, she thought.

Tsuyu: Midoriya-chan.

Izuku freaked out and sees Tsuyu.

Izuku: Oh Asui-san, I didn’t notice you.

Tsuyu: Call me Tsu. But Midoriya-chan, you’ve been down since Uraraka dumped you.

Izuku: I’m not down! I’m just a bit tired. Those test really get you so tired.

He chuckled a bit, but Tsuyu doesn’t buy it one bit. She put her hand on his shoulder and sit on a desk near him.

Tsuyu: It’s okay to let it out, Midoriya-chan. You’re going to break down one day if you keep holding your tears like that. I want you to know that I’m here for you if you need someone to comfort you.

Izuku looks at her and teared up. He didn’t want to admit but he could really need someone comfort him after losing someone he loves. He held on to her and sobs into her uniform. All what Tsuyu can do for him is to let him know that it’s okay.

But deep within her heart that she wanted to tell him that she deeply cares about him. She wants to make his sorrows go away.

Izuku: I….just can’t catch a break…this hurts me more than my broken bones….

He sobs loudly and Tsuyu rubs his head.

She begins to think that if she doesn’t tell him now, he’ll never be happy again. She wants to be brave like the once strong green student.

Tsuyu: Midoriya…

He looks up to her.

Tsuyu: For a while I have feelings for you and it breaks my heart to see you hurt like this.

She blushed but Izuku stops crying.

Tsuyu: I know a strong hero like you wouldn’t fall for a hideous frog like me.

She looked away but the once sad boy made her looked at him in the eyes.

Izuku: You’re not hideous… you’re beautiful and I’m glad to meet a good friend like you.

Tsuyu: Midoriya.

She holds on to him tight.

Tsuyu: I’ve been wanting to tell you. I just hope one day you’ll like me back.

Izuku held both of her hands and rest his head on her shoulder to let her know that he cares about her too.

Tsuyu sobs silently.

Tsuyu: I love you, Midoriya.

Izuku: I know.

He lays a small kiss on her cheek, which caught her by surprise. She blushed by the peck from his lips.

Tsuyu: Mid-Midoriya?

The bold boy then got embarrassed and covers his face.

Izuku: S-S-Sorry Asu-I mean Tsuyu. Sorry for making you uncomfortable.

Tsuyu then grabs his uniform and pulls him and pressed her lips against his. The two green heroes were embarrassed at first, but soon the kiss got deep and their hearts beats fast at the same time. The two once friends now became more than that.

Peeking at the door, it was Ochako Uraraka smiling watching them. She silently says:

Ochako: Good work, Tsuyu-chan. You’re the only one who truly make Deku happy.

She then left to the dorms knowing her friends are finally together.

can we like just talk about this fucking scene because I feel fucking blessed, that my own two eyes will be able to see this full scene with probably some hot ass audio and lines?!?!1! because i feel effen blessed! now lets talk about it shall we?
she is literally sitting in his fucking lap, y'all i feel my pores being cleaner already, idek what to say if that doesn’t ruin me, the kiss surly will because it looks like they are legit EATING each other, which gives me fucking life btw
they are either too drunk, too in love or both because DAYUM son my ass dropped hard
now we all know that shit is about to go down in the next episode, but i am waiting for this one fucking scene ^^^^^ that will ruin my ass forever
i will be sitting there, sipping my tea, probably crying over bughead scenes because duh, and waiting for this ONE FUCKING SCENE
his fucking hands are on her back and in hER HAIR, god is calling my i hear him
i feel like someone just blessed me, like god blessed bughead’s kiss in 1x08, but that’s a lil story for another time
now let’s talk about hOW RONNIE LOOKS HOT AF, SO MINI ARCHIE IS PROBABLY SINGING ‘I believe i can fly’
y'all i’ve been waiting for this since the motherfucking closet scene, and i know its not too long but my fucking ass has never been more ready, i feel #shook
we all know that after this scene there is a scene where archie is laying WITHOUT HIS TOP *cough* i am blessed once again *cough* aND VERONICA LODGE KISSES HIS CHEEK WHILE PROBABLY LAYING ON HIM, wow we need some good song for this scene cause i feel it in my bones that its gonna be fucking lit af
i can imagine myself falling to the ground, my emotions all over place, and them probably having some hot ass sex, while i would probably be screaming 'my smol babies’ even tho nothing in that scene will be small *winks* if you know what i mean
anyway, i feel like i’ve been waiting for this my whole life, thx god

AOS Fic: From Your Fences, III

Originally posted by d-o-o-o-p-e

Well, we had a bargain. 

Y’all got me to 100 followers, so here it is, the last installment of From Your Fences. 

Thank you, by the way. That’s awesome.

Part I, Part II

Again, big thanks to @outside-the-government. Check out her stuff. :)

Tags: @gracieminabox, @lurkch

Warnings - angst, language. You know the drill. 


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He jokingly uses a dirty pick up line on you but you playfully diss him with it (GOT7)


“I`m no weatherman, but you can expect a few inches tonight”

“Only a few?”

“Well then”


“I like every bone in your body, especially mine”

“Is that right little cock?”

“Hey now I grew big. Do I have to prove it to you again?”


“That’s a nice smile. It’d look better if it was all you were wearing”

“I am usually wearing a frown when I am around you”



“Sit on my lap and we’ll talk about the first thing that pops up”

“I doubt I’d feel much then”

“You’re really cruel sometimes”


“Do you like lollipops? Cause I’ll take you to my candy shop”

“But you’re not my favorite flavor”

“Well I wasn’t expecting to get far with that one anyways”


“Oh, you like sleeping?….Me too! We should do it together sometime”

“Yeah, I would say yes but I don’t like the little poke I get in the morning” 

“Omo so clever. You shouldn’t joke about something so BIG babe”


“If you’re feeling down, I can feel you up”

“Yeah. I think that would make it worse”

“well now I am feeling down. Wanna feel me up?”

“I think the worst part when you’ve fallen in love with someone, is that it’s hard to pick yourself back up after it.

You eventually dove in so deep into that other person that you drowned yourself in their love. And you didn’t care what was happening; you just wanted to be in their sea of love.

You fell so in love with that person, that when things go wrong and everything went south, you don’t know what to do with yourself after everything.

All you want is them again. And you’ll take whatever you can; whatever they give to you. But when you’re left with nothing…

You feel lost without their warmth.

I was drowning in your sea of love, but now I’m left dry to the bone in my desert.

I’m left thirsty for your love.”

—  @loveactivist // excerpt from a book I’ll never write #2
types as songs from Lust for Life (2017) by Lana Del Rey


look at you kids with your vintage music - the world is yours and you can’t refuse it - it’s enough just to make you feel crazy sometimes - i know - you get ready, you get all dressed up - to go nowhere in particular - back to work or the coffee shop - doesn’t matter because it’s enough - to be young and in love


shake it up - throw your hands up and get loose - cut a rug - lean into the fucking youth - choreo - we just want the fucking truth - told by the frightened - is it the end of an era? - is it the end of America? - no, it’s only the beginning - if we hold onto hope - we’ll have a happy ending


take me as i am - don’t see me for what i’m not - only you can hear me tonight - even when i’m alone, i’m not lonely - i hear the sweetest melodies - on the fire escapes of the city - i feel your arms around me - in the air of the streets of the city - God bless America - and all the beautiful women in it - may they stand proud and strong - like Lady Liberty shining all night long


i could put on the radio to our favorite song - Lennon and Yoko - we would play all day long - isn’t life crazy, i said - now that i’m singing with Sean? - i could keep waiting for you - in that spot we’d always wait - in that city park bench in the summer in the pouring rain -  honey, don’t ignore me - i just wanted to be the same


I don’t belong in the world - that’s what it is - something separates me from other people - everywhere i turn - there’s something blocking my escape - it took thirteen beaches to find one empty - but finally it’s mine - with dripping peaches - i’m camera ready - almost all the time


in these stolen moments - the world is mine - cause we’re the masters of our own fate - we’re the captains of our own souls - they say only the good die young - that just ain’t right - cause we’re having too much fun - too much fun tonight


i turned off the music - tried to sit and use it - all of the love that I saw that night - cause what about all these children - and all their children’s children - and why am I even wondering that today - maybe my contribution - could be as small as hoping - that words could turn to birds and birds would send my thoughts your way


you’re in the club - living it up - i’m trying not to let the crowd notice me - it’s so sweet swinging to the beat - when i know that you’re doing it all for me - this is my life - you by my side - key lime and perfume and festivals - taking our dreams, turning them to things - it’s like magic, babe - isn’t life wonderful? - and every time we hook up - i know what you’re thinking of*


finally, I’m crossing the threshold - from the ordinary world - to the reveal of my heart - this is my commitment - my modern manifesto - i’m doing it for all of us - who never got the chance - sometimes it feels like I’ve got a war in my mind - i want to get off but I keep riding the ride - i never really noticed that i had to decide - to play someone’s game or to live my own life


love - i said, real love, it’s like feeling no fear - when you’re standing in the face of danger - cause you just want it so much - a touch - from your real love - it’s like heaven taking the place of something evil - and letting it burn off from the rush - my rose garden dreams, set on fire by fiends - and all my black beaches are ruined - my celluloid scenes are torn at the seams


cause I didn’t call when I got your number - but I liked you a lot - caught up in my dreams and forgetting - i’ve been acting like Armageddon cause you held me in your arms just a little too tight - that’s what I thought - you’re revving and revving and revving it up - you gonna hit me like a lightning


trying to find the power in me to be faithful - change is a powerful thing - i feel it coming in me - maybe by the time this song is done - i will be able - to be honest, capable - of holding you in my arms without letting you fall - when I don’t feel beautiful and stable - maybe it’s enough to just be where we are because every time that we run - we don’t know what it’s from - now we finally slow down - we feel close to it - there’s a change gonna come - i don’t know where or when - but whenever it does - we’ll be here for it


the rumbling from distant shores sends me to sleep - but the facts of life can sometimes make it hard to dream - i’m flying to the moon again - dreaming about marzipan -  i hope that i come back again one day - to tell you that i really changed - all of my evil ways and shit - i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t sick of it


i got a feeling in my bones - can’t get you out of my veins - you can’t escape my affection - wrap you up in my daisy chains - her sophistication makes you wanna quit the bitch you dating - let’s skip the games, let’s quit the playin, boo, let’s get acquainted - notifications sync in place even when we on vacation - i knew she’d notice like I missed the payment, dang it


blue is the color of the planet from the view above - long live our reign, long live our love - green is the planet from the eyes of a turtle dove - til it runs red, runs red with blood - we get so tired and we complain - about how hard it is to live - it’s more than just a video game


i’m laughing as I’m taking my prisoners - and taking down names - i’m crying while I’m gunning - in the smoke they can hear me coming - cause you got me in my feelings - drop em all out screaming - who’s tougher than this bitch - who’s freer than me - you wanna make the switch - be my guest, baby - i’m feeling all my fucking feelings

Collateral Beauty--Chapter 2

Dear Death,

I’m not afraid of you.

You don’t scare me.

You won’t consume me.

I am NOT afraid of you.

Except…I am. How can I not be?

I’m 28 years old, why am I even thinking about you? Why have you been the center of my every waking thought for four months now? I should be planning my wedding right now. I should be focused on my work. I should be thinking of how excited I am that my father has finally found love again. I should be enjoying being loved myself by the man of my dreams.  

But, no.

I can’t see any of that because all I see is YOU.

You’re the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last thing I think about before I go to sleep. You haunt me in my dreams. You’re this black shadow creeping in the corners of my life just waiting…waiting…waiting. I swear sometimes I can feel the bone-deep cold of your icy dead breath on the back of my neck. It’s those times where I feel as if I’ll never be warm again.

This feeling you induce is like being suffocated. Slowly. You suck all the air out of the room and make it impossible to breathe.  I can’t breathe.

I hate you, Death.

I hate you for taking away my mother so soon after I reconnected with her. I hate you for being the option Eddie chose when he wanted to save the day. I hate you for cruelly taking Barry’s parents away while he had to watch I hate you for showing up right when I’m at my happiest. I loathe you, Death, for trying to steal my joy.

I put on a brave face, because I refuse to give you the satisfaction of knowing you broke me but I don’t know how much more I can take. I’m strong, I know I’m strong but there is something about knowing the exact date of your death that chips away at you relentlessly until you’re nothing more than a pile of ashes.

Barry worries. He agonizes. He’s helpless.

All because of you.

Oh, how I hate you Death. I hate you more and more each day. You’re a thief and you have no honor.  You can’t take MY life. Not without a fight. I don’t care how it works,  I don’t care about your rules. I have too much to live for. I have too much love to give. I have plans.

I AM marrying the man I love. 

I AM going to have beautiful babies with him.

I AM going to have kick-ass career. 

I AM going to leave my mark on this world. 

So yes, I am afraid of you, Death. Who wouldn’t be? But my fear will never, ever outweigh my will to live. My life does not belong to you. You can’t have it.


Iris West 

Only Love Can Hurt Like This (Decode Part Three)

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Twenty three days. Five hundred and fifty two hours. Thirty three thousand, one hundred and twenty minutes.

That was how long it had been since you’d felt Spencer’s touch. That was long it had been since you were alone together in private. That was how long your heart had been broken into tiny pieces that threatened to pierce through your skin at any given time.

I tell myself you don’t mean a thing,
And what we got, got no hold on me

You tried to tell yourself that it was over between you and him. You couldn’t end it with Paul even though you knew you should. It was like you were waiting for him to do it, so you could blame the break up of the marriage on him. Then you weren’t the bad party, the one at fault. But he didn’t seem to want to, even though you and he were barely speaking.

Which in turn meant that Spencer wasn’t speaking to you either. Except when he had to in order to remain professional. And you weren’t overly speaking to Emily, except of course when you had to in order to remain professional.

This sucked.

But when you’re not there I just crumble
I tell myself I don’t care that much,
But I feel like I die ‘til I feel your touch,
Only love, only love can hurt like this.

Yet you knew you could resolve it. All you had to do was be honest with yourself, be honest with Paul, and be honest with Spencer.

You felt so incredibly low right now. And you felt like you couldn’t turn to anyone. Emily was judging you, no matter what she claimed otherwise she was. And rightly so. You couldn’t tell the others in the team because, well… you couldn’t.

Say I wouldn’t care if you walked away,
But every time you’re there I’m begging you to stay,

And the one person who you knew would make you feel better wouldn’t see you outside of the office.

You ached to be with him, not just for his physical touch or his kisses. You missed his words, his scent. The way you felt when you were around him, like you were the only two people in the world.

Why did it hurt so much?

You could feel Spencer looking at you sometimes, feel the burn of his eyes on you. But when you’d glance up, he’d avert his gaze quickly. You constantly touched your collar bone, a spot he’d always paid particular attention to when you’d been together, you just wished you could feel him there again. He’d take away this living hell that was your life right now.

When you come close I just tremble
And every time, every time you go,
It’s like a knife that cuts right through my soul
Only love, only love can hurt like this

“Y/N. You okay?” You bumped into David Rossi into the hallway outside of the bathrooms. Your eyes were red, you’d been crying again. The case the team had returned from yesterday had hit you hard and reviewing and completing the paperwork back at HQ had triggered a minor emotional break down and you’d scurried off to the ladies to ride it out.

Most of the team had gone, you’d been hiding for around an hour, not feeling able to face anyone.

“I’m fine.” You forced a smile to your face, seeing your older colleague study you and then take your arm and lead you into his office.

“Sit.” Rossi gently pushed you into one of his chairs and opened up the small refrigerator he had in his office. “Seeing as office hours are technically over, whiskey?”

You shook your head. “I have to drive.”

Pouring himself one, he handed you a can of cherry coke, knowing you consumed the stuff like it was going out of fashion.

“Talk to me, La mia dolce ragazza.”

“I’m fine Dave. Honestly. It was just the case.”

“We both know it’s not just the case now. Come on, you’re talking to the king of relationship troubles here. I mean, how many marriages am I on now? Even I’ve lost count.”

“I think it was eleven last time we checked… ” You tried to joke, your words coming out flat.

Rossi looked at you sadly.“Bella, you’ve lost your glow, your zest for life. I haven’t seen you smile properly in weeks. I’m saying this to you as a friend. A friend who’s been where you are right now and can recognise the signs. You need to do what will make YOU happy. No one else. Stop thinking about what other people will think of you. Staying in a marriage which is making you miserable isn’t right.”

How much did Rossi know exactly, what signs could he recognise?

“No one in my family has ever gotten divorced. My parents are still together after thirty years. And my grandparents were married for sixty.” Your words were a whisper, you struggling to keep them from shaking.

“I’m sure your family will support you in this. They’ll want you to be happy right? And he’s not making you happy. Some one else will. We both know that, Y/N.”

The intense look in his eyes make you certain he did know, and you could feel the walls of the office closing in on you.

“I need to go… ” You stood, ready to leave.

“Alright. I’m here if you need a friend sweetheart. And Lord knows my house is big and empty enough if you need somewhere to go.”

You choked out a thanks and walked as quickly as you could to your car, driving to the only place you wanted to be. The place you’d not been for twenty three days.

But it’s the sweetest pain,
Burning hot through my veins,
Love is torture makes me more sure
Only love can hurt like this

He opened the door to you immediately.

“Have you done it?” Spencer asked you, failing to keep the hope out of his voice you.

You shook your head and he started to close the door.


“I told you not to come here.”

“I know.. I know. I just…. I need you. Please.” You pleaded with him, the desperation obvious in you voice.

“Haven’t I given you enough? Offered you everything to get nothing back.”

“I know…. And I know I’ve hurt you. But please. I need to feel your arms around me. I need you to tell me that everything will be okay.”

Only love can hurt like this,
Only love can hurt like this,
Must have been a deadly kiss,
Only love can hurt like this,

You stepped closer to him, pressing yourself against his body and wrapping your arms around his waist. He stood there stiffly, his arms hanging limply at his sides.

“I need you to leave, Y/N. You can’t be here anymore, you should have never been here in the first place.”

“I don’t want to leave. I can’t stand being away from you.”

Spencer gently pulled your arms from around him and stepped back from you.

“Then you know what you have to do. And I can only wait so long for you to do it. Like Emily said, you’re not the only one this is hurting here.”

Only love can hurt like this,
Your kisses burn into my skin,
Only love can hurt like this,
Only love can hurt like this,
Save me, save me,
Only love, only love,

He closed his door again and you turned around, leaning your back against it, not realising Spencer was doing the same on the other side, tears running down each ot your faces.

You needed to make the pain go away. To stop the hurt.

For everyone.

Cause only love can hurt like this
And it must have been a deadly kiss

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My Little Gift

 “Let’s just say this is an early Christmas gift from your amazing boyfriend,” Ashton announces with cheer in his voice. I bite down on my lower lip as I try to eliminate the beaming smile that is ready to set on my lips.

Originally posted by irwinsource

Words: 2000+

Rating: R

Request: No

A blizzard of snow danced across the window as the moon nearly peaked through the powdered coloured clouds that skidded across the dark night sky. The blazing fire sent warmth through out the living room as I lay along the ginger coloured couch, the flat screen TV above the fire place playing endless episodes of ‘Say Yes to the Dress’ on a regular lifeless Saturday night.

The throbbing sound of the doorbell ringing made my lips let out a sigh of annoyance. I let my feet hit the warm ivory coloured carpet, before letting my feet maneuver their way to the front door. I reach my hand up and grasp the burnished door knob in my hand and twist it gently while retrieving the door open.

“Hey baby,” Ashton voice utters as the door opens to reveal his large frame in the doorway. I let my lips crack into a smile as I meet Ashton’s russet coloured eyes. I retrieved the door open wider for Ashton huge frame to stride into the warm house that we both share together.

“Did you leave your keys here or something?” I question as I watch Ashton peel off his Timberlands, snow falling onto the plastic black matt that we just bought a week ago when we noticed the snow falling heavily.

“No, I was just to cold to dig through my pockets to find them, and I was also excited to give you this.” Ashton states while holding a CHANEL gift bag in front of my face. My eyes beam with excitement as I see the gift in his hands.

“Is that my Christmas gift or something?” I speak as I continue to rake my eyes over the black and white bag that has my body shaking with excitement. Ashton lets a hearty chuckle leave his mouth before staring down at me. And I admire that he hasn’t shaven ever since the snow began to fall on the ground, he just looks extremely sexier when he doesn’t shave.

“Let’s just say this is an early Christmas gift from your amazing boyfriend,” Ashton announces with cheer in his voice. I bite down on my lower lip as I try to eliminate the beaming smile that is ready to set on my lips.

“Now, run upstairs and put this on and then meet me back downstairs with the bag and everything, and please, make it fast.” Ashton states while placing the CHANEL bag in my hands and wandering his way into the living room. I let my mouth tumble open with shock before knocking sense into myself and grasping the bag tighter into my hands and rustling up the cream coloured stairs to slip on whatever Ashton has bought me.

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