atleast she said it this time

anonymous asked:

Hey I was wondering if you can do a prompt where Jughead left Betty for the serpents so Betty soon joins them but she acts like he doesn't exist because she is to heartbroken over the terrible break up. And the other serpents fall head over heels for her (that was long I'm sorry :( )

That’s awesome! I’ll do a quick one shot before I knock out!
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The bags under his eyes were heavy and he Tasted blood in his mouth, tearing his teeth from inside his cheek, he shifted in his leather jacket and stared blankly at the pages of his book. It had been about a month since he had joined the Serpents, a month since he had broken things off with Betty, he could still remember that day so vividly.

“I don’t want to be with you? Don’t you get it?! Stay out of my life. I don’t have time for some spoiled princess to worry about me. Figure your own life out. Jesus Christ Betty, atleast try and get a life.” He had shouted, swallowing the sick that was threatening to rise in his throat, he hadn’t meant any of the things he said but he had no choice, he knew Betty and he knew she wouldn’t give up, not unless he crossed the line, not unless he broke her heart. It was too dangerous for her to be a part of this lifestyle and he had to do what he had to do. The image of her tear stained face and bloody palms still imprinted in his brain.

“Yo jones, you gonna get over here and welcome the new member? it was you not so long ago.” An older man smiled at him, smacking an arm to his shoulder and dragging him towards the pool table, the new members back was to Jughead but he could tell she was girl, the long blonde curls hanging down the familiar leather jacket were a dead give away. His heart nearly gave out when she turned around, bright green eyes and a heartbreakingly beautiful smile.

It was Betty Cooper. Betty Cooper was standing before about 40 men and women carrying guns and wearing leather jackets. Had he stepped into the twilight zone? Betty’s eyes caught his and they turned cold, she quickly turned her face back to the newest leader Viper and smiled up at him.

“This little lady is none other than Alice Coopers daughter. You may remember her as being one of the most badass Serpents to grace the grounds, unfortunately she got caught up in trying to live the upper class riverdale lifestyle. Fortunately for us though, our very own Mini Cooper has decided she’s sick of living that boring, stuck up lie. I want everyone to treat her with the utmost respect, after all she is a Serpent now.” He squeezed her shoulder as the bar erupted in cheers.

Jughead couldn’t get her alone, it seemed everyone was head over heels in love with Betty. She lit up the dirty old bar and her laughter was contagious leaving anyone she spoke to in good spirits. He finally got his chance at the end of the night when he caught her waving to an older woman as she headed outside.

“Betty!” He called after her, watching as her shoulders tightened but she continued walking, she was fast but he was faster, he gripped her arm gently, swinging her towards him.

“What do you want Jughead?” She asked stoically.

“What are you doing here Betty, what were they talking about in there? This isn’t your home, you have to..” he was cut off by her sharp words

“You don’t know me. You don’t know anything about me, maybe you don’t remember but you broke up with me, you left me standing alone in a booth at Pops Diner. I can make my own choices and I’m choosing this. We don’t even have to interact. I’ll go my way, you go yours. And hey.. stay out of my life” she hissed angrily, tearing her arm from Jugheads grasp, herblong legs practically running to a trailer as he stared after her in shock.

Oh Betty, what happened?

How You Met

Harry Potter:

Ofcourse, everyone knew ‘The Boy Who Lived’ and Y/n wasn’t among the people who caught his attention. He is extremely stupid to know the efforts put by her to get to be friends with him. For instance, purposely hitting him on his shoulder and then falling in front of him? Nope. He would just say sorry and continue gossiping with his friends. After a while, she stopped putting any kind of efforts.

But he noticed her only in the Fourth Year when Umbridge ruined everyone’s mood. The new prefects were teasing Y/n and she couldn’t hold it any longer. She snapped and performed a spell that threw the prefect to the other side of the room knocking off someone. That 'someone’ was Harry. He looked..spellbound (A/N - Pun intended xD) While the prefect sprinted off towards Umbridge’s office, you gave a hand to Harry, who was smiling.

He got up and asked, “Aren’t you the girl who once fell in front of me?”

She said nodding “Well Harry, aren’t you the boy who just fell in front of me?” They both laughed and that’s how their friendship started.

Draco Malfoy:

Y/n met him in the third year when she went to buy her books. They talked to each other for some time. He was very proud to be a pure blood and Y/n wasn’t into any kind of blood status discrimination. So she smiled and avoided his remarks.

Later on, she met him again in the train compartment when she sat with him and his friends. Ofcourse the other two friends were like his bodyguards. But when he sent the two to get some food, he was a whole new person. He was very polite and soft in the inside. He pretended to be hard as a rock, but it was just so visible in his eyes that he can be different among the people he was comfortable with.

“You really don’t know how to make friends properly, do you?”

He looked at her and smirked, “How do you know?”

“I can tell. I have been talking to you for quite a while.”

Since then they spent a lot of time together.

Ron Weasley:

Ron was very stupid when it came to some subjects. But chess? He was the best. Y/n met Ron in the first year when it was Christmas and the whole school was kind of empty. Except that there were the Weasley twins, Ron and Harry. All of her friends were home for holidays while she was spending her time here as their family were 'busy’ for some reason. She was quietly sitting in the corner observing Harry and Ron play chess where Harry seemed to lose in every way. Y/n were helping Harry to move the chess pieces through sign language across the table, which Ron seemed to notice after a while.

“Hey this is cheating!” Ron said.

“Ron you are good enough, but atleast give him a chance to win.” She yelled.

And that’s how Ron got to know Y/n, by doing the best thing he can. By playing chess.

Fred Weasley:

No one dared to mess around with the twins. All the people knew how they can prank on them mercilessly. Except Y/n. She was a kind of person who didn’t really care about small things, but if you do something really bad that angers her or embarrasses her, then you shouldn’t really face her at all.

As the twins always did, they were pranking on people and oneday, they decided to prank on her. It was Fred’s idea but George didn’t seem to like it that much. So what they did is that they hung a bucket of water above the door and just when Y/n opened it…she got drenched. It was very much violating for her and she was embarrassed as for a fifth year student, she was physically mature and erm– some undergarments were visible. Her friends quickly helped her to get covered with their robes. Fred realized his mistake and quickly went to her to apologize but instead of getting an 'Its okay’ he received a reeeaally tight slap across his face. The whole floor was quiet.

“WELL I AM SORRY TOO YOU GUYS!!” She yelled and ran back to her House’s common room.

Fred and George never messed with her again, but then they became friends real quick..as you see, Y/n could give some wicked ideas BUT with all the precautions necessary.

George Weasley:

George. He was always kind of the one full of puns and surprises. But also a bit shy when compared with Fred. Fred was the immediate with his flirting skills but George was steady.

So the friendship began when oneday in the potions class she hissed at her friend but who was oblivious of the situation. Y/n’s friend was going on a date with a guy and she needed every kind of step ready for her friend. So she wrote on a piece of paper “Meet me in Hogsmeade today before going out with him” and crumpled it and threw it towards her.

But instead, it landed on George. “Merlin’s BEARD!! Why do you have such a bad aim Y/n!!” She cursed herself. When she looked back up, George was already smiling at her while Fred was smirking. This looks soooo wrong. She blushed and decided to concentrate on her work.

After the class, Y/n quickly went to him. But before she said anything George said, “I know it was for your friend but if you feel bored, maybe you could hang out with us.”

“Oh.” She sighed in relief, “Thank you. That will be nice. I thought I had to spend my time alone and bored.”

Well my dear, this was just the beginning.

Cedric Diggory:

He was quite easily very much popular among girls. But Y/n specifically didn’t like boys just because of their looks. For her, if someone has looks equals to 100 and a personality equals to 1, she would not even care to look at him. And this was true that she didn’t treat him different from others either.

She remembered when once she tried to talk to him and he kindly brushed her off, but later was found laughing with his friends about it.

So it all began when she was walking towards the Herbology class. And Cedric tried to run past her but instead, collided with her.

“Watch where you are going!!! Can’t you see??”

“It’s really hard when I’ve got my eyes over a pretty girl like you.”

“Not gonna work on me Diggory. Try harder. Get some personality to show off.” She said turning around.

“I may seem bad but, I am not that bad. Atleast give me a chance?”

Y/n turned around to look at him and smiled.

“Sure.”

Oliver Wood:

Oliver was a very competitive guy. From the first year he had a competitive kind of relation with Y/n and she too, didn’t spare a single chance to win. But they had a silent competition and only spoke through their eyes. How it happened? Well it just happened.

But when it came to get selected in the Quidditch team, Y/n lost. That was the first time when she spoke to him.

“Congratulations Wood.” She said.

“Wow, took you years to say it.” Oliver chuckled.

“Shut it.” Y/n smirked.

The competition never really stopped, but it surely created a strong bond between them.

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Bad dates- Peter maximoff x reader

Requested by: @mutantsandproud

Warnings: none unless you count a bad date

Request: “You think I’m nervous because you’re interviewing me for this high end job but it’s actually because you’re really hot” AU would be amazing with Erik Lehnsherr Or “I’m on a bad date and you’re my waiter please help” AU with Peter Maximoff would be hilarious Could you do one of these please? Or both if you want :D Thanks!

More specifically this part: “I’m on a bad date and you’re my waiter please help” AU with Peter Maximoff would be hilarious Could you do one of these please? Or both if you want :D Thanks!

I’m doing both!

This is random by Ms.Hunter comes from Stevie Hunter who was a dance instructor there (It’s not what I used her for in the story but it’s kind of similar) Also she’s in here just as a name iit’s not her personality at all, I just thought it would be an interesting reference

It felt like years since Peter’s been on a date. It was more like two or three months, but to Peter it felt like years. He had never been the best with girls, or really wanted to go on dates. For this girl he made an exception. She was the music teacher at the school, Ms. Hunter. One of the things Peter loves is music, he’s almost always listening to it. Half the time he has his headphones on, which does tends to annoy people. So when Peter learned that Ms.Hunter or Stevie, as he is going to call her on his date, showed interest in him, he jumped on the opportunity to take her on one.

Peter knocked on her eagerly awaiting to see her. Stevie opened the door and smiled at Peter, her brown eyes lighting up as she saw him. Peter looked at Stevie, her brown hair was in cornrows with golden beads at the end. She wore a red plaid skirt, and a white tubetop, the only thing that didn’t look very formal about her outfit was her white sneakers. This is kind of awkward Peter thought to himself. Peter was wearing what he always wore, a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and his silver jacket.

“You look nice.” Peter commented

After a moment of silence, and Stevie staring at Peter’s outfit, Stevie finally said, “You do to,” Peter could tell it wasn’t sincere, it sounded like a question, and not a compliment.

“So, is it ok if I run you their, I can assure you it’s safe” Peter asked

“If it’s ok, I’d rather not. We can just take my car, you can just give me the directions and i’ll drive.” She declined

“If that’s what you want,” Peter answered with a fake smile.

Peter never liked driving, it was to slow for him. He also found driving really boring. If peter knows where he’s going, he would much rather run.

The car drive was bland. It mostly consisted of small talk. He also messed up the directions a few times, because he memorized how to run there, and not how to drive. Peter was very relieved when they got to the restaurant.

“So tell me a little bit about the restaurant.” Stevie stated

“Alright, it’s not to big, and not super fancy, but I did make reservations, because the wait can take forever sometimes. It’s not super exotic because I didn’t know what type of food you like. The food is good, I’ve been there a couple of times. It’s mainly known for being a nice pizza place, but they have other stuff too like salads.” Peter responded trying to make it sound as nice as it can, without overdoing it.

“It sounds pleasant!” Stevie commented

They walked into the small restaurant together. Stevie looking around as they entered. Stevie wasn’t very satisfied. The restaurant was small, and rustic, but still very nice. It had wooden chairs, and tables. The fabric on the booths chairs was an off-white, and the walls appeared to look like walls you would find in a cabin. In the corner there was a small bar with some bar stools that were made of the same wood as the chairs. The restaurant smelled very nice like a burning campfire, probably because of the wood ovens they used for making their pizzas.

Peter looked at Stevie, who was clearly disgusted by the smell Peter enjoyed. He walked up to the host, trying to take his eyes of Stevie’s look of disgust. The host smiled, and complimented Stevie on her skirt, Peter could tell he was trying to get rid of her look of disgust. Stevie smiled at the host, but quickly went back to the disgust face.

“Do you have reservations?” The host asked.

“We do,” Peter responded “under Maximoff.”

“Alright!” The host said getting silverware, and menus out of the tubs next to him, “I’ll show you to your table.”

The host took them to a small booth near the back of the restaurant. It was next to a window, That’s nice Peter thought to himself, If It gets any more boring I can stare out the window. Peter and Stevie sat down across from each other. Stevie quickly grabbed the menu, and quickly began flipping through it.

“Your waitress should be here in a moment,” The host said before walking back to the front.

Peter picked up the menu and looked through it a bit, in less than a minute their waitress was their. Peter looked at the waitress, She’s very pretty Peter thought.

“Hello,I’m (Y/n) i’ll be serving you today” The waitress greeted “Can I start you off with some drinks?” She asked

Wow her voice is as pretty as her. Peter thought, What am I thinking? I’m on a date. Focus Peter, focus. Before Peter knew it Stevie started ordering, for both of them?

“We’re actually ready to order. Two caesar salads please! Also water for both of us.”

“Alright, I’ll be back with your drinks in a moment.” The waitress, Peter now knew as (Y/n) said.

“Great, thanks!’ Stevie thanked her.

“Oh.., sorry thanks!” Peter quickly said before (Y/n) went off the get their drinks

I can’t believe she ordered for me. I could understand her getting me a water, but ordering me a salad. I would rather have a pizza. Peter complained to himself, Can today get any worse?


“What do you think of the restaurant.” Peter questioned, not expecting a good answer.

“It’s alright, I’m not a fan of the smell, or pizza. I hope it’s alright I got you a salad by the way.” She answered.

It’s not he thought. He didn’t say that of course, instead he responded “It’s alright, I haven’t had their salad before, but if it’s as good as the rest of the food here it will be amazing.”

“I’m sure it will be better than it smelled.” she laughed “I was expecting something more romantic though, like a candlelit dinner and flowers, but this…works, I guess”

“I’m glad it works.” Peter said coming off more unfriendly than he intended.


The conversation was luckily cut off when (Y/n) returned.

“Here you go! Two waters.” She said sweetly setting the water down on the table.

“I’ll be back with the salads.” she said hurrying off again.

“So on a different note,” Peter started “What’s your mutation?”

“I’m actually not one, I’m just a teacher. But i’m very supportive of mutant rights, and believe that they deserve them. ” She answered

I thought everyone at the school was a mutant? Maybe they made an exception. Peter thoughts were cut off when (Y/n) put a caesar salad next to him.

“Two caesar salads!” She stated “if you need anything let me know.” She quickly walked away, and to the next table.
“Speaking of mutations!” Stevie stated “You’re an X-men! You’ve saved the world! What’s it like?”

Then it clicked. Stevie wanted to go on a date with Quicksilver, not Peter Maximoff. Even though they were the same they were different, ones a hero and saves the world, they other is the person behind the one who saves the world, the one with personality, thoughts, and emotions. Stevie just wanted a hero, Quicksilver, not Peter.

“Peter! Hello! I asked a question!” Stevie said tapping his shoulder.

“Sorry I was lost in thought. To answer your question, it’s nice, I guess, knowing I’m doing good for people.”

“Your very heroic! It must be scary, I would be worried about getting hurt.” She responded “I’ll be back I’m going to powder my nose.”

“Alright.” Peter said

I need to leave now. I can’t just skip the bill, and leave her here, that would be awkward tomorrow. It hasn’t even been a long time, so I can’t say I’m tired. I’ve got it! I’ll ask (Y/n).

“Excuse me, (y/n) right?” he asked as she passed, even though he very well knew her name was (Y/n) “Can you help me?”

“Yes it’s (Y/n) she answered, and how can I help you?

“I need a really big favor!” Peter laughed awkwardly “It’s really big…”

“What is it? I can atleast try.” she said sweetly

“My date is in the bathroom, it’s been a very bad date, I mean really really bad.” Peter explained

“I’ve been their,” (y/n) laughed, “You want me to ruin it?”

“Well,” Peter tried to think of a better way to put it but couldn’t think off one

“Um,” he laughed awkwardly “Pretty much.”

“I’ve got an idea. It involves me dumping water on her. Is that alright? She seems very rude, and something tells me we won’t be losing a customer.”

“I don’t mind, in a way you could even say she’s using me so, go ahead. But what about your job, will your boss get mad.” He asked

“My boss is my uncle. He’ll probably figure it out right after I do it. I hope this doesn’t make it weird between you, and her.” She explained

“It may, but I really don’t wanna see her again.” Peter laughed

(Y/n) picked up Stevie’s almost empty glass and said, “All right, operation spill water on- I didn’t get your name.” She said

“It’s Peter,” he told her.

“Operation spill water on Peter’s date,is a go!” She laughed, rushing to kitchen to fill Stevie’s water up.

From the corner of his eye, Peter saw Stevie. Stevie flashed a toothless smile at Peter, it looked kind of sarcastic though.

Stevie sat down, and looked at the table. After a second, she asked “Where’s the water?”

“I had the waitress get you some more, since it was almost empty.” Peter lied

“That’s nice of you, thanks” Stevie said flashing another sarcastic smile.

Peter held back his laughter as (Y/n) approached. He felt kinda bad, but she only went on a date with him because he was an X-men which is very shallow, she has also been rude to him all night. This date has been amazing so far, Peter thought sarcastically. This will be the best part of the date.

(Y/n) rushed over to Stevie, and ‘tripped’ on her foot, causing water to start splash on Stevie.

“What the hell!” Stevie screamed.

“I’m sorry! I’ll go get napkins!” (Y/n) apologized trying to sound sorry.

“No you won’t! Not before I yell at you at least! You’re salad taste like trash! This place smell disgusting! I also hate pizza! This date has been awful! To top that I saw you flirting with
my date, before you ran off to get me water!You’ve lost a customer today!” Stevie ranted

(Y/n) and Peter looked down to hide their laughs. A couple people who, probably heard Peter, and (y/n)’s plan laughed. Stevie stomped her foot, and ran out. The moment Stevie ran out Peter, and (y/n) laughed.

“That was awesome!” Peter yelled, a little too loud, “Do you do that for every guy who has bad date?”

“Only the cute ones!” (Y/n) giggled “I also only offer the cut ones a free pizza, and their salad on the house.”

“You don’t have to do that!” Peter said

“I want to! I haven’t had this much fun at work ever! My shift ended a couple minutes ago, I could make us a pizza, and we could watch movies at my place!”

“I would love to!” Peter answered

“Good I’ll make the pizza and be back!” (Y/n) said rushing to the kitchen

Later (y/n) returned to Peter, and they went to her house. Peter’s new date turned out well, complete with pizza, movies, and conversation that wasn’t small talk.

Boku No Hero Light Novel No.2 Trans

Chapter 1: Commence the Study Groups! (そろそろの勉強会),  Part 3.

[Part 1, Part 2]

t/n: at first I didn’t think I’d get this done today but! due to the fact that bnha s2 was starting today which gave me a big motivation boost to do something bnha related and hence me plus ultra-ring through part 3! Btw I also want to say thank you to those who have left kind messages in my ask box, they really make me happy! THANK YOU <3

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When He Realized He Loves You

A/N - The preferences are gonna be connected with each other. So if you wanna understand what I’m talking about, you gotta read the previous ones. And sorry, they’re long lol.

Harry:

He wasn’t certain up to a point where he felt the fear of losing her over someone. He has always been oblivious of such feelings, although he felt something for a certain Ravenclaw, he didn’t know whether it was love. His feelings in such a case was very visible to everyone, and Y/N like everyone, definitely noticed it. She waited for him to notice her for a very long time and eventually gave up and in the Fifth Year he finally noticed her but it was still very clear how he felt for Cho and after Cedric’s death, how they bonded. Over the course of time Harry failed to realize her contribution and love for their friendship, for him.

So once again, Y/N gave her hopes up and decided to move on, and being on the fifth year, she sure did receive some proposals when Harry wasn’t around, or in other words, was spending time with Cho. She didn’t think twice about this but she knew it was time she did something for herself.

As expected, Y/N soon got a boyfriend who was in the Quidditch team, loving but a bit loose when it came to how to be in front of certain people. She spent a lot of time with him and Harry didn’t fail to notice that. Only then he realized something big was missing from his life, how she was always there for him. He felt a strange urge to choke him to death whenever her so-called boyfriend was around her. When confronted about why he acted so strange around him, he realized his feeling of jealousy. Hermione was ofcourse very much aware of that and made him see what he really wanted.

Bonus - He imagined himself kissing Y/N and in a way understood his love for her. (Lol sorry for the way it ended. I didn’t know how to say he was in love sorry.)

Draco Malfoy:

His love for Y/N was definitely something unique. Starting from his family’s reputation to carrying on the ‘date a pureblood Slytherin’ rule, he didn’t get much time to think about this but he surely observed the difference of his behavior in front of, let’s say everyone else, and when he was with her. When he noticed this, he realized had feelings for her and he knew it very well. But was conflicted to talk about it since he has to keep secrets about his family and in no way Y/N will like about his family’s plan or rather about their doings.

It was in the fourth year that he realized it. And she tried her best to hide her feelings as well, waiting for him to ask her to Yule Ball. But her hopes were crushed when she heard Pansy giggle in excitement that Draco asked her. Although she had deep feelings for him, she had her self respect. So she accepted to go with George. He wasn’t happy about this at all, but couldn’t do anything about it.

Both knew what they wanted. But again, it’s easier said than done.

Ron Weasley:

This brat is so stupid I swear to god. Even after spending so much time with Ron, Y/N couldn’t do anything except flirting (which he rarely understood and even if he did he either blushed or laughed it off) or hugging him. That’s the only kind of way she had to express her feelings, because even if she did confess to him, the love will not really be LOVE if he didn’t understand his own feelings. But Ron being Ron, didn’t understand the body language and was stupid as ever. He was never the kind of guy who would understand these little things. It took time, it did, but eventually he realized his love for her, and she knew he would, like everyone did. He realized he actually adored those things that he thought annoyed him the most, and that wasn’t irritating at all. It was like a daily routine that made him complete. And it was definitely in the Second Wizarding War when he realized she did not have the mindset to annoy him anymore, everything seemed confusing, painful and lost to her.

Fred Weasley:

He knew it. Spending time with Y/N was always fun and she made sure that all the pranks they played were flawless, or atleast she tried. And when Lee Jordan asked them why they didn’t flirt with her, George just laughed and said, “I never saw her that way really.” Meanwhile Fred just sat there confused as to why he didn’t flirt. It wasn’t also like he didn’t want to. So later to get his answers, when he tried, he realized that she was the only girl he felt hesitated to flirt with. Or rather, if I say, she wasn’t a girl who was for flirting or winking from far away. She was the kind of girl who was meant to be loved.

George Weasley:

If you ask who George blushed around, Y/N was the right answer. After spending some time in Hogsmeade together, they stuck around each other. Not like they were always with each other but the one where whenever they passed, they made sure to do their signature handshake, which Fred found shocking, considering he never did that with him.

I know, it wasn’t anything like him, but there he stood, staring at her from the distance once again. And this time, accidentally or not, Y/N didn’t need to throw a paper ball at him in class.

Cedric Diggory:

Mr. Diggory was surprisingly different from what Y/N experienced before. He was not only sweet but caring too. He was surely manly and when it came to Quidditch or stuffs like that but he was so different when they were alone, um, in the library. You could say when it came to meet Y/N, his Hufflepuff traits were so visible to the people around. 

Cedric was very much surprised when he realized he was head over heels over this girl, who wasn’t swooning over him. It would’ve been easier for him to impress her if she did hung around with him and flirted with him quite often. But damn, she was hard as ever. While Cedric continued struggling his way in her heart, she kept it closed, keeping in mind her first encounter with Diggory.

Oliver Wood:

Oliver was not very surprised to realize his love for Y/N, because both of them knew they have something for each other. But the whole school was extremely taken aback when they really saw what was actually happening. Their feelings grew strong day by day, after they started talking with each other for the Quidditch team selection. Wood realized his love for her when he once caught his 'competitive friend’ secretly taking lessons and concentrating more on her flying skills, giving her best in this. At first he did misunderstand her by thinking that she was very desperate to prove herself better than him. He tried his best to ignore her for the following days.

But oneday, he saw her struggling to keep herself on her broomstick and heard her say, “Oh, I’m doing this for Wood. I mean, being his friend the least I could do to keep his reputation is improving my flying skills. He is obviously embarrassed.”

He felt very guilty to think so wrong of her.

“You don’t need to force yourself into something you’re not in order to be my friend.” He yelled, coming out of his hiding spot, “Everyone has their weaknesses." Like you’re mine.

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I Can’t Wait to Hear You Scream PT. 7

Summary: You thought you were gonna spend the night with Negan after your intense session, but he puts it to you bluntly that you’re not.

Note: This part is pretty much a bunch of rambling, but I made it like that, that way I can setup the story to go a few different ways. Like I said in an earlier posts I have a bunch of ideas and I’m trying to get them organized! But if you’re here for the smut, there will be more.
Enjoy 😘

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Negan stood up, buttoning his pants. His body was fucking beautiful, you could see he had a few tattoos here and there. You bit your lip absent-mindedly, still staring at him.
He turned to you and saw you staring and smirked, “Lose something over here, darlin’?”

“Oh, nothing, just my mind.” You smiled.

“Yeah, I’m fuckin’ good.” He boasted, picking up the rest of his clothes off the floor.
You rolled your eyes.
He was such a cocky asshole, but he really was a man of his word, and he had proved it time and time again, and now he had proved it through sex as well.

He handed you your clothes. “I’m gonna take a shower, you wanna join before you go back to your room?”

You sorta frowned, you had hoped he would asked you to stay the night with him. “Uhh, back to my room?”

He raised an eyebrow, “Please, don’t tell me you thought you were staying the fuckin’ night, (Y/N)?”

“I mean, I don’t know.. Maybe.” You said, now embarrassed that you even let him see your disappointment.

“No darlin’, I don’t feel like having any company tonight. This was a ‘get it out of our system screw’. I mean, I wanna fuckin’ do it again. But no staying tonight.”

You chewed on your lip angrily, putting on your clothes. You could feel the tears begin to well up in your eyes and you had to get out of there before he saw. “I’m going to my room.” You said bluntly, heading for the door.
Negan shook his head said nothing else to you and walked into his bathroom.

You ran down the hallway with tears streaming down your cheeks before getting to your room and slamming the door. That bastard. You open yourself up to him and start to like him only for him to fuck you over. You hadn’t admitted it to yourself, but you were starting to develop real feelings for him. You knew to him you were just another ‘wife’ but you couldn’t keep your feelings back anymore.

You went to your own bathroom and took a shower and came back to lay on your cot; trying to think of anything but Negan, but you couldnt.
The next morning you woke up and put on some fresh clothes, someone must have brought in more at some point, so you didn’t have to wear the same ones anymore.
You were putting on your boots when their was a knock at the door, “Come in.” You sighed, not wanting to have to deal with any bullshit today. You were still tired and emotionally drained.
The door opened and Negan was standing there, leaning against the door frame. “Goddamn, you look good today, sweetheart.” He said with a whistle.
You stared back at him and a small smile broke through, you couldn’t help it. This man was your kryptonite regardless of anything.

“What do you want?” You asked, genuinely curious as to why he was here.

He walked in, swinging Lucille gently in his hand and looked the room over, fiddling around with a few things on a nearby desk, “Just wanted to let you know to take it easy today. The men and I are going out to see if we can find anymore people that those fucks were associated with from the other day.” He said, crossing his arms, still holding Lucille and leaning against the desk.

“You don’t want me to go? Or do you have plans for me tonight?” You said, for some reason hoping that he would ask you to stay the night with him.

“No, darlin’. I’m spending time with Amber tonight. She’s been fuckin’ begging and I can’t keep my women unsatisfied.” He said with a wink. You got a sick feeling in the pit of your stomach and your heart sank.

“Oh, okay.” You said calmy.

“Yeah, well, do whatever you fuckin’ want today. If you need anything, go find Dwight.” He said and headed out the room.

You huffed and headed out a few minutes later. You walked around outside for a while just thinking, there wasn’t much to do, you were almost considering doing laundry again.
Then you remembered that you left your crowbar in the kitchen, seeing how it was the only protection you had, you headed inside to get it. When you arrived in the kitchen you saw all the wives sitting around the counter.
Goddamnit.
And there sat Amber, with a bandage over her nose and sitting up proudly talking about Negan.
“It’s going to be an amazing night.” She flipped her dry blonde hair over her should, “He’ll probably be very romantic because he knows what happened to me, because of that bit-”

You cleared your throat while standing in the doorway. They all turned around and Amber’s eyes widened. You walked over to the counter where your crowbar was sitting and you grabbed it, they all looked scared.
“What are you doing in here?” Amber snarled and you stared at the bandage and chuckled.
“Just came to get my crowbar, you know, some of us know how to defend ourselves.” You smiled waving it around, knowing it would get under her skin.

“Yeah, keep fucking talking. Like I told you before, what happened ain’t over.” Amber growled, staring daggers into you.

“Well, be careful in choosing your fights.. especially when I have a goddamn crowbar in my hands. Maybe I’ll rearrange that face of yours again.” You said, gripping the rustt crowbar tightly.

“What’s the matter, (Y/N)? Jealous because I’m spending time with Daddy tonight and not you?” She smirked and rolled her eyes.

You closed your eyes and sucked your teeth, all while imagining just sinking that crowbar into her skull, but you didn’t of course.

“Yeah, well, atleast I didn’t have to beg to get time with him.” You blew a kiss to her and walked out of the room.
Your anger was growing and you knew that if you didn’t get ahold of it you were gonna snap.
You had had enough of her shit and you were upset that you had feelings for Negan and now he was gonna fuck her the night after he fucked you.

You kept to yourself for most of the day, you spent some time walking around outside, warching everyone else work and thebleople you offered help to all denied, scared that you were gonna do them like you did Amber.

That night, you laid in bed and since your room wasn’t that far down from Negan’s you could hear the moans and the screaming. You could hear Amber everytime she screamed “Daddy” and Negan’s persistent cursing. You felt a sadness everytime you heard it and couldn’t handle it anymore, so you sat up on the cot; angrily sliding on your boots and left.
You walked down to the rec room where a few people were still up, there were some people playing Foosball and an old TV sat in the middle of the room playing old reruns of 'Who’s the Boss’ off of VHS. You saw a familiar man with a disfigured face. His name was Dwight, he was there that night when you were in the lineup. You then remembered he was one of the men who had taken Daryl away.

Daryl. Shit. You hadn’t even thought about him until now. You walked over to Dwight who was sitting at a table cleaning some guns and you sat down next to him. “Hey, Dwight.”

He looked up at you, wondering if you were really talking to him.
“Uhh, hey?” He gave you a confused look.

“Sorry. I’m (Y/N). I was in the lineup..”

He nodded his head, “Yeah, I remember. We took your friend, and you offered to be Negan’s wife if he spared your group.” He sad matter-of-factly.

You widened your eyes, “Wow. Yeah, you sure did remember.”

“It’s my job.”

“Yeah, that it is. So.. How is Daryl?”

Dwight didn’t pay you much attention. He was still cleaning to barrel of a pistol with a toothbrush, his hands were black with dirt and grime. “He’s a tough one to break. But he will soon enough.”

“Break?” You squinted at him, “What are you talking about?”

“He has to submit himself to Negan before he can join our community. He hasn’t so far.”

Submit. Of course. Everything was a power play with Negan. You nodded not even wanting to get any farther into that conversation. You hoped that Daryl was okay, but you knew that there was nothing you could do about it if he wasn’t. Negan did things his way and if you tried to tell him otherwise you might end up on Lucille’s receiving end.
You sat there for while in silence while he went on cleaning the guns and putting them back together.

“Well, Negan has all of us wives. What about you, Dwight? Do you have a lady friend in your life?” You asked, mainly to make conversation since you had nothing better to do and you definitely didn’t wanna go back to your room just to hear Negan and Amber fucking.

He glanced up at you, then back down, “I had a wife once..”

You frowned, “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know. It’s hard losing someone. She’s in a better place.”

“She’s not dead.. She’s one of Negan’s wives now.”

“What?” You asked in shock.

“Yeah. Sherry was my wife.”
You remembered Sherry now. She was one of the women who hung around Amber. She was the tall thin brunette-haired women.
You furrowed your eyebrows, “How exactly did that work?”

Dwight sighed and looked back at you, “Anyone who has a wife or girlfriend has to give her to Negan. She can either decide to marry him or work for points, but either way, they aren’t ours anymore. They’re still his whether or not sexual shit happens. But Sherry happily decided to be a wife.. Now can we stop talking about it.” He said rather annoyed.

You nodded again, “Sure, Dwight. I didn’t know.”
It didn’t surprise you, but at the same time you were shocked that Negan took people’s actual wives for his own.
You just sat there for a while longer, looking for an excuse to stay so you didn’t have to go back upstairs and then you heard a commotion and looked around to see the people who were still awake kneeling down, including Dwight as Negan entered the door, he was holding a bottle of whiskey in one hand and Lucille in the other.
He literally didn’t go anywhere without her. He looked over the room, smiling proudly at the people kneeling before him and he looked over to see you and he narrowed his eyes as he saw you sitting next to Dwight and walked over to you.

“Dwight, you can get the fuck up now.” He said, holding the bottle to his lips to take a sip and looked down at you sitting in the chair.
“And what the fuck are you doing down here, darlin’? I thought you were in your room.” He asked eyeing you, then Dwight suspiciously.

“Well, I got tired of hearing you and Amber fucking.” You said bluntly.
Negan shot you one of his usual dangerous looks, but you weren’t scared this time, your anger was starting to rise up again. You could feel your cheeks getting hot.

Negan glared back at you and looked to Dwight, “Why don’t you fuck off and go check on Daryl or some shit.”
Dwight got up immediately and left, following Negan’s command.
Negan turned back to you, “Come on, let’s have ourselves a little fucking chit chat.” He said ushering you to follow him, you got up slowly and followed him out and he led you back up to his room.
you didn’t know what you were in store for now.

Clingy - Part 2 (Edmund x Reader)

A/N - Since I got a request for part 2, here you go! :3

Part 1 / Part 3

Word Count: 1384

Warning: Angst and Slight Jealousy and REALLY SHITTY AND PROBABLY BORING TOO.

Request: Yes.

Summary: After the incident, Y/n decided to stop thinking about it and try to move on. Her mother and best friend comforted her, while the Pevensie’s spent their day regretting everything that happened.

The Story:

Things were not the same as before. Not anymore. After getting home, Y/n walked straight to her bedroom, avoiding the questions her mother asked.

She cursed herself for believing in something that was not possible. All these days and months spent, she didn’t let herself get loose to the point where she needed to cry. To cry for all the efforts spent on him, still keeping in heart that he may not give back the feelings.

But this day, she couldn’t keep strong. She just cried and cried her heart out until she was exhausted and fell asleep.

It was 2 p.m in the afternoon when she woke up from a touch. It was her mother brushing her fingers through her hair.

“Hey mom.” She said turning around to avoid her eyes. She knew if she looked at her, her mother could understand everything.

“Honey, you don’t have to say anything. I know what he said.” Y/n’s mother said.

She kept quiet, tears rolling down her cheeks. Her mother continued, “The Pevensie’s called. Lucy told everything. She was very concerned and told you to call back. Do you want to call ba–”

“Not now mom. I want to be alone for some time.”

“Okay” She said getting up, “I will get you some food. And I called Dean. He will be coming for dinner today.”

“What!!” Y/n yelled turning around “You have told this to Dean?! Why would you do that!”

“No no no! You’re wrong. I mean, I only told him to come. He knew this.” She said.

“How did he…”

“I don’t know honey. Ask him about this and…” She put her hand on Y/n’s head, “Everything is gonna be fine.”

She smiled and said, “I know mom. Everything is gonna be fine..it’s just that, it is not gonna be the same again.”

Her mother sighed and exited the room.

*Time Skip*

Y/n spent the rest of the time in her bedroom reading storybooks and doodling. But doodling made her remember Edmund more, so she decided to get lost in the books.

Finally she realized that the sun was setting down and a reddish sky appeared outside her window. She opened the windows and for a while closed her eyes and enjoyed the cool breeze.

Y/n was sad, really sad of what happened but she can’t just ignore the beautiful day. It was enough to make a smile appear on her face.

“Oy Y/n!!!”

She snapped out of her thoughts and opened her eyes. Dean was outside her house.

“Open the door!!” He shouted.

“Well, it’s not dinner time yet! Guess you have to stand outside now!” Y/n laughed and said.

“Oh we look like Romeo and Juliet!!”

“Shut up!! I’m coming down! Wait up!”

“No need! Mrs.Y/l/n has already done that!”

Now her mother came out and yelled, “It is very rude to keep guests waiting outside Y/N!!! This was not expected from you!” Dean meanwhile laughed and gave her the ‘you-deserved-that’ look.

“Mom for God’s sake we live in the same house! It wasn’t necessary to inform the rest of the neighbors about this!!” Y/n yelled back before they got in.

It was surprising that Y/n felt fine than before. Maybe because she wasn’t thinking about him much. Maybe because her mother and best friend was there for her. Or maybe she would go back to being sad when she sees Edmund.

Just then she heard a knock. “Come in.” She said.

“I saw you running out of their house today. Didn’t wanna disturb you more by asking you about it.” He said closing the door behind him.

“Oh yeah. Lucy told you didn’t she?” She said smiling.

“Yes. And not gonna lie but I thought you will be very depressed about…about what happened.”

“I am just exhausted. I’m very sad but..I am just tired of getting hurt by waiting for him while he…he continued being emotionless person. Atleast now it’s all over and I know what he feels.”

He sat down beside her and said “I know it is all hard for you now. I mean it’s fine if you don’t wanna come tomorrow.”

She sighed, “Yes. It is actually hard because I loved him. I really did, but that doesn’t mean things will stop just because of me. I AM going on a ride tomorrow with you and I AM gonna walk past that house. It is hard, but not impossible.”

“Damn, you are very challenging. Well then, thank you.” He said smiling.

“Dinner’s ready!!!” Y/n’s mother shouted.

“Coming!”

*Time Skip*

Edmund was not fine. He was infact, far from fine. He pretended like he was but he secretly missed her that day. Probably because she heard those words and he felt bad.

And it looked like everyone hated him for what happened except Lucy. She understood that Ed said those things because that was just a flow of speech and he didn’t mean it. Meanwhile Peter continuously poked him to say sorry and Susan didn’t talk to him at all.

Edmund wanted to say sorry but he was just to embarrassed to say that. He could listen to the words he said yesterday again and again and then feel it extremely hard to say sorry to her after what happened.

But he was kind of convinced that Y/n was a cheerful person and she would absolutely visit them again. And maybe ignore him, but atleast she would talk to the others.

“Peter let’s play something! Come on! I am bored. Let’s do something fun.” Lucy whined.

Peter glared at Edmund and said, “Having fun is what usually happened when Y/n came. Thanks to this amazing gentleman that it got stopped.”

“Okay okay I know and I am sorry for that! She is what she is and I can tell you she is gonna come after sometime!” Edmund told.

Yes, it was afternoon and they were going to have a picnic where they invited Y/n and were waiting for her.

“Seriously Ed, do you know women at all? She is not gonna come. Don’t you get it? Peter we are just wasting our time. Mom is gonna come out anytime and we HAVE to go.”

Just when Peter was about to say something, she saw Y/n.

“Oh there she is.” He said surprised.

“Told you she’s gonna come.” Edmund said grinning.

Y/n walked..and with a bicycle and a helmet. But instead of turning left to the Pevensie’s house she completely ignored them and walked straight past them towards another house. Dean’s house.

Lucy went running to her and asked if she was coming to which Y/n replied, “Well, I am with a bicycle so obviously not. I-I am really sorry Lucy but Dean asked me before you all did. Soo…”

“I know you would have come even if Dean asked you first. It’s because of Edmund isn’t it? He really didn’t me–”

“I don’t wanna interrupt you but I am done talking about that. I will visit you all for sometime later. But..well, it’s different now. I am sorry.”

“It’s okay.” Lucy said, “It’s not your fault.”

She smiled and went back to the Pevensie’s.

“There’s a good news and a bad news.” Lucy said.

“Bad news first.” Susan said.

“She is not gonna come. Dean asked her first and she already said yes to him.” Lucy said.

Edmund’s eyes shot up and as he felt a kind of burning sensation. It was..not familiar. Not at all.

He heard some laughter, when he looked at the direction and saw Y/n and Dean hugging each other and then getting up on their bicycles. Now all he could think is–Wow. She already got a new friend. And all these time I thought what kind of a bad person I am?? She hugged him, ofcourse. She IS very clingy afterall.

“We should leave now.” Edmund  said getting up and walking towards the car.

“Well is she gonna visit us later on?” Peter asked.

“Well, that’s the good news. She said she would!” Lucy exclaimed.

Mrs. Pevensie came out and said clapping her hands, “Ready?”

“Very much ready.” Edmund whispered slamming the door of the car.

“What happened to him?” Mrs. Pevensie asked while others stared at him.

A/N - Sorry for the boring chapter but wasn’t feeling really up. But yeah, I think the feelings and change of scenarios was important.

MASTERLIST

Light VS Dark

Hinata Shouyou was loved by everyone in the school, except the jocks. The captain of the soccer team, Kageyama Tobio seemed to hold a grudge against Hinata.

See, Hinata loved to wear pastel colors, paint his nails, wear colorful hairclips, if it were pastels, Hinata would wear them. Kageyama on the other hand always wore dark colors, had a few tattoo’s on his arm and a tongue piercing. 

Hinata never knew why Kageyama would always glare at him when they passed eachother in the hallways or make comments about his appearance. The comments didn’t bother Hinata but he wanted to know what he did for Kageyama to hate him.

So when they were paired up for a history project, they weren’t exactly happy with it.

“You can walk as fast as you want Kageyama, but we will have to do this wether you want to or not!” Hinata walked after Kageyama when the latter almost ran out of the classroom.

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Mental Institute | Pt. 7

Originally posted by jjks

Genre: Angst, Mental Institute au, mystery

Pairing: BTS x OC

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 |

Word count: 3K

Summary: “She was special. She was dangerous. Her parents admitted her into an abandoned mental institute. Little did she know it was a place where they experiment on people like her. Inside this institute she meets seven other boys who aren’t keen on her arrival. They believe there is something off and that she can’t be trusted. As the story continues, not only does she discover their reason for their stay, but she’ll end up choosing the one who gets to live.”



Everybody has gone to sleep, with me being the last one awake.

I couldn’t sleep. Naeun’s journal laid on my lap and my hands were slowly flipping through the pages.

Some of them were stained. Some of them were wrinkled.

Every page started with the word “Dear Sarang,”.

My heart throbbed in my throat when I thought about how Naeun had suffered on her own.

I didn’t remember her, but she did. It was clear from the amount of pages she had dedicated to me.

Going back to the first page, I started to read.

“My mom told me that she hated me. Her eyes were full with anger and her voice was cold. It makes me scared. And a part of me wanted to just die at the spot. My parents were here. They told me that they found two new boys to add to our "family”. One had borderline and the other was erotomaniac. They told me I should take care of them. Guide them around this institute. Show them that this place was a nice place to stay. Mom told me that it was the least I could do to make up for my existence.“

My eyes started to water as her words seeped into my mind, causing a heartaching feeling. My mom was too cruel to her. Naeun didn’t deserve it.

"Their names were Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung. I’ve met with them. They seem nice and warm. Even though I could see that they were clearly suffering, making me feel sad. But a feeling in the back of my mind comforted me that I wasn’t the only one anymore. I would finally have friends here. I didn’t like the lonely room my dad put me in. I wanted my sister with me. I wanted a loving mom and dad with me, telling me that I was a good child.”

Gulping down, I closed my eyes and placed my hand on my forehead.

Naeun. I’m so sorry, Naeun.

Tears ran down my cheek as I projected her pain inside of me. She struggled so much.

Soon, a sob escaped my mouth and someone from afar stirred in his sleep. Pulling up his blankets, he rubbed once in his eyes and then turned his head to look around, with his eyes stopping on me.

“Sarang?” His voice was hoarse,  but I recognized it immediately to be Jungkook.

“What’s wrong?”

I held in my sobs and looked at him teary-eyed. My nose was red and due the sudden cold night, I had a hard time speaking properly.

“Are you cold?”

I shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut. How can I live with myself knowing that my dad tortured them and killed my own sister? He tortured Jungkook who is still so nice and kind to me.

Why are you still so nice to me, Jungkook?

All of a sudden, someone placed his hands in front of my eyes and hugged me from behind. He settled himself down behind me and hummed something soft.

“When life is truly painful, remember that pain is not a punishment. But a treasure to be human.”

His low voice attracted my attention and his words touched my heart.

I stayed still and sniffed my nose.

“Namjoon…” I muttered.

He removed his hands and I turned my head to look at him. I didn’t know he was awake, too.

“Are you alright?” He asked me with raised eyebrows and a teasing smile.

I didn’t know how to respond him. Was I alright?
I just blinked at him and his eyes trailed down to my lap.

“Isn’t that Naeun’s diary?” He asked and he picked it up.

I nodded and wiped my nose.

“How did you get it? I thought it was lost with the burn.” Namjoon said with a frown and he examined the cover.

“Jimin had it all the time.” I snorted and looked at Jimin who was sleeping soundless next to Hoseok.

“Well, atleast it belongs to the rightful owner now.” Namjoon muttered and he placed it back on my lap.

I turned to him and laid my hand on the cover.

“Is this the only thing that’s left from Naeun?”

Namjoon showed a painful expression and then turned sad.

“Right after she died, all of Naeun’s belongings were burnt. If you haven’t noticed, there’s a section in the institute that has been burnt down. And it used to be where Naeun’s room was.” He told me. “But I’m surprised that Jimin managed to save her diary.”

I sighed and looked down. Jimin risked his life for it.

“I guess he really loved her,” I muttered. My heart ached, again. The thought of how much he loved her and then to lose her. I understand where his obsession and fear comes from.

Namjoon nodded and ruffled through my hair with a smile.

“Cheer up! Everything will be fine and jamful."  He told me.

I smiled weakly and hugged him back. "Thanks, Namjoon.”

He winked at me with a smile and pulled my blankets to cover my shoulders.

“It’s cold in the night. Make sure you don’t catch a cold.” He warned me warmly.

Patting my arm, he stood up and yawned.

“Let’s get back to sleep. It’s going to be a long day, tomorrow.” He told me.

I smiled and nodded.

He went back to his couch and laid down. Muttering the soft “good night” he closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

I turned myself around and stared at the fire in the center of us. Noticing Jungkook looking at me, I remembered that I woke him up. He was looking at me with his big eyes and one of his arms was supporting his head. He gave me a smile and I smiled back. 
He must have heard the whole conversation.

“Goodnight, Jungkook.” I muttered.

He nodded and turned a bit shy.

“Goodnight, noona.” He muttered back. 



Dear Sarang,

 I wish you could be here so I could introduce you to my friends, Taehyung and Jimin. They are so much fun. And also, I met with another resident here. His name is Jin. He takes care of me very well and although his condition is serious, I can’t help but find him really funny. He is like food, food, and food. Also, I met with dad today. He seemed frustrated with me again. I feel like I did something really bad and that I had to be punished. How are you, actually? Do you read my diary? Dad takes it from me from time to time. He told me that it was for his work. I don’ t know how to feel about this. I feel so exposed, yet I keep writing in here. 

I miss you, sister.


 My heart clenched and I raised my head with a sigh. Naeun’s diaries entries were so heartaching to read.

“What are you doing?” Yoongi asked me as he sat down next to me. I closed the journal and put it away. Shaking my head, I smiled.“Nothing,”

“You sure?” He cocked his head and attempted to get my bag but I jerked it back. He then shrugged his shoulder.

“Well, if you are doing nothing. You can go with Hoseok to get some vegetables for Jin. He’s going to make us kimchi,” he told me.

I frowned and tilted my head. “Do we have money to buy food?” I asked.

“Hoseok has been saving his allowance since he entered the institute. He can even buy a house now,” he told me.

I nodded amazed and stood up to go find Hoseok, but Yoongi pulled me back down.

“Be careful on your way, okay?” He smiled weakly at me and I nodded again.

“MIN YOONGI! GIVE ME YOUR LIGHTER!” Jin yelled from across us who was stacking stones.

Yoongi’s eyes started to twinkle and he jumped up. “INFIRES BABY!!!"With that said, he ran towards Jin and forgot all about me. I shook my head with a smile and noticed Hoseok passing by.

Quickly, I followed him and swung my bag on my shoulders. Hearing my stuff rumble, Hoseok turned his head to me.

"Are you coming along?” He asked me, and put away his wallet in his pocket.

“Yes, although I’m not good at grocery shopping,” I shyly admitted.

He laughed and swung his arm my neck, patting my shoulder on the other side.

“Don’t worry, you’ll learn fast.” He smiled and then turned to the rest of Bangtan who were each doing their chores.

“Yah, everyone! We are going to the city to get some food. We will be back in the afternoon,” Hoseok told them and they all nodded. Taehyung looked at me shortly, before turning his head and moving the wood to the fire by Jin.We both turned us around and I walked with Hoseok on the road. There were no sidewalks, so we had to walk in the middle of the road. It was kind of dusty too, so I squinted my eyes while the sun shone warm on us.

“So, I don’t think we talked much. But I like you,” he smiled.I smiled back and blushed. “You are nice, too."He chuckled and turned to the front. "Ah~ It feels good to have the sun on my skin. I have been too long in that dusty room from the institution,” he remarked.

Poor thing. And to think it was my dad’s doing.

I let out a sigh and felt like I was dragging my body. My energy is low. I haven’t really eaten properly, since I started to read the journal. That feeling in the pit of my stomach stopped me and the more I knew about them, the more I felt horrible and I didn’t deserve all this kindness from them.

“How long have you been in that institute?” I asked, almost choking on my words. I didn’t really know if he liked that question.

He pursed his lips and thought. “How long was it? Ever since I was a teenager?” He told me and then flashed me a bright smile.

That bright smile that hid countless of sad events and pain.I smiled weakly and nodded. “That’s long,” I muttered.

He shrugged. “It’s fine. Once inside that institute, you’ll lose sight of time and space. Luckily, I had Naeun who could help me pass the time,”

Naeun did?

"Who is this Naeun, actually? I have been hearing her name, a lot.” I told him, pretending not to know.

Hoseok laughed and raised an eyebrow. “It’s no surprise. Everyone loved her. She was a really special girl.”

It made me sad that he was talking in the past tense. Is he still hurting?

“Naeun was the first resident at our institute. She was a very warm and kind person. Even though the institute was cruel to us, she always managed to cheer us up and make us feel at home.” He told me.

I hummed a reply and looked at him as he was looking to the front. His gaze was melancholic.

“What did she suffer to be admitted there?” I asked him.

Hoseok narrowed his eyes and turned to me. “Naeun… She suffered from boulimia and depression.” He told me.

I widened my eyes. Boulimia. She didn’t mention it in her journal. Was she insecure about herself? I was sure my parents had to do something with it.

“Oh…” was all I could bring out.

Hoseok smiled and nodded. “But after meeting Park Jimin, she was miraculously recovering very well. Those two were really something,” he chuckled. “Oh, how I wish I had a female version of Park Jimin as my girlfriend.”

I chuckled to myself.

“Is that one of the reasons why you suffer from depression, too?” I asked him carefully, but he simply shook his head and turned sad.

“My noona Jiwoo died when I was still a teenager. We got into a car crash when she drove me home from a concert. Since then, I always blame myself for her death.”

“I’m sorry to hear.” I told him, and he just shook his head.

“Don’t be, it’s my fault.” He muttered. “I shouldn’t have gone to that concert anyway. But my friends convinced me and yeah…”

His voice trailed off and I didn’t know what to say.

But luckily, we reached a store and I followed him inside.

“Ahjumma, do you have vegetables?” He asked the old lady at the counter.

“Oh, hi young man. No, we sadly ran out of vegetables. But there’s a market down the road. Maybe they will have what you are looking for.” she kindly told him and Hoseok bowed.

“Thank you!”

We both headed towards down the road, but when we reached the end of it, no market could be seen. Hoseok scratched his hair and looked around.

“Strange, it should be here.” He said, frowning.

I frowned too and looked around. There were no stores and markets. And it makes me uncomfortable how abandoned this place looked like. There were no people around, only old houses and thrash.

“Maybe, we should head back.” I suggested, feeling slightly nervous.

Hoseok nodded and seemed to feel the same way. “I want you to stick close to me. There’s something off at this place,” he told me, looking back and forth.

I nodded and walked closer to him, while scanning the area. I started to feel uncomfortable. As if I was being watched and that it was too quiet.

“C-could it be that we are being watched?” I whispered to him and Hoseok signaled that I had to stay quiet.

He put up his ear and listened to the surroundings.

There was no sound.

We stayed like this for a second of two.

There was still no sound…

Until now.

It was a vague sound, like a bucket being kicked away in the distant. Strange, since there were no animals around and no wind that could have knocked it down.

“There’s someone else, here. Quick, we need to head back to the store.” Hoseok suddenly ordered me sternly in a whispering voice.

He pushed me back and I started to run quietly.

He followed me while keeping watching behind me.

“Who is it?” I asked him, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he kept telling me to hurry.

“Faster, faster!” He hissed.

I was already running at my maximum speed, but Hoseok grabbed my wrist and pulled me faster with him.

I started to hear sounds behind me and I didn’t dare to look back. It was following us at a rapid speed.

“Hoseok, I-I can’t…” I told him out of breath, while he kept pulling me.

Hoseok bit his lip and turned around. “It’s only a few… holy f-!” He stopped on his track and I bumped against him.

When I wanted to ask him, he put his hand on my mouth and looked shocked to the front.

I followed his gaze and saw a van passing by from a distance. It was a black one. And one that I have seen before, too.

It was the van that took me to the institute with my mom.

They were searching for us!

Hoseok quickly dug down and pulled me with him behind the bushes. He slowly lowered his hand from my mouth and I cleared my throat.

“Do you think they saw us?” I asked him. Hoseok’s eyes followed the van and seeing him not turn, he shook his head and let out a relieved sigh.

“Luckily not. Damn, I thought I was done for life.” He said.

I let out a relieved sigh, too and turned back to look. There was nothing behind us, anymore. The thing that was chasing us seemed to have given up on us.

“Look, the animal who was chasing us is gone now.” I said, tugging onto his sleeve.

Hoseok frowned and turned around too.

“What are you talking about? It wasn’t an animal.” He snorted.

“Then what is it?”

“A person,”

I gulped and blinked with my eyes. “Who?”

“I don’t know. I couldn’t see him clearly,  but he looked hella scary. He had those big eyes and strange clothes on.”

Strange clothes?

“Well, anyways, he’s gone now.”

“I’m not so sure about that,  but come on. We need to go. This place is giving me the creeps,”

I nodded and stood up with him. He walked in front of me and stopped when he didn’t seem to recognize the way back.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him.

“Did we go left or right?”

I widened my eyes. “We are lost?”

He chuckled and flashed me a cheeky smile.

“Don’t worry. It’s going to be alright,” he told me. “And can you stop touching my back?”

Touch his back?

I frowned and walked to his side.

“I’m not touching your back,” I said, raising my hands. He looked shortly to my hands and widened his eyes.

“Then who is?”

All of a sudden, something long came up from his shoulder. It started to hiss in his ear and I froze.

“Hoseok…,” I began. “Please stay calm…”

He looked at me confused and when he turned his head towards the thing on his shoulder, he widened his eyes and fear was written all over his face.

“SNAKEEUUUU!!” He shrieked.

Letters to You pt. 8 (Shigezane X MC x ?????)

so hyped up in writing this, thanks for the anon who sent me an ask the other day! and to @frywen-babbles @shingenelena @noomsu @kitty-kat-ty here it goes.

so the plan was to make this a 10 part story but I guess that plan goes down the drain. buhbye

Letters to You
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Romance, Comedy
One | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight: Don’t we make a perfect couple?!

Eight: Don’t we make a perfect couple?!

Her only response to Inuchiyo’s confession was to look down.

She did not know, that he’s looking for her after all these years. What’s more, was that he loved her and he still does.

“Inuchiyo…” she called his name again, his hand still on her cheeks, she smiled “Let’s go back.”

She stood up first, refusing to look at him in the eyes. The ache in her heart, the one she can’t ignore. Was is it wrong to ask him that? His own reason why…?

To be honest, she had mixed feelings about this. She was glad that he was looking for her, that he never forgot about her and that they’re finally together, but his confession made her more confused.

“Aki… are you going back to the castle?” He asked, she knew that he was trying to change the awkward atmosphere between them, so she tried her best too.

“No, its too late to go back and…” she trailed off, walking slowly to match Inuchiyo’s pace. “I want too see you off tomorrow.” She grinned..

“What?”

“I’ll be staying at the inn and see you off tomorrow.” She repeated. When she looked up at him, he was blushing. She can’t help but tease  him “Are you blushing?” She stiffled a laugh, playfully punching him in the arm

“I am not blushing.”

“You’re adorable, Inuchiyo.” She giggled, poking his cheeks.

“Stop… that.”

The streets were now quiet, with the shops closing and only the inns has its lights on. The two walked leisurely as if they have all the time in the world. After all, it would be a waste to not enjoy this beautiful night.

“You don’t have to answer me right now.” Inuchiyo broke the silence, looking ahead. “Take your time, Aki. It must be shocking for you. I promise to come back to you.”

She smiled a sad one, looking up to his amethyst eyes once more “Thank you, and I am sorry.”

-

They arrived at the inn quite late, the moment they do, Inuchiyo asked the owner of the inn if they still have a spare room, only to get a no.

“How about a spare bedding?” Inuchiyo asked, getting worried that Aki may not be able to sleep well.

“My apologies, but we ran out of spare beddings too, milord.” The innkeeper bowed.

“I guess we have no choice. Let’s just sleep together.” Aki suggested, walking straight to Inuchiyo’s room. Her suggestion made Inuchiyo blush again and widened his eyes in surprise,

Sleep together…? Does she mean that? Come on. He is a man.

“WHAT?!"Inuchiyo blurted out

"It seemed that your lover is very straightforward, milord.” hearing the innkeeper chuckle beside him. HearingInuchiyo blushed a deeper shade of red.

Thus, Inuchiyo followed Aki. Getting nervous of what she meant. The moment he got inside, he saw her sitting on the corner of the room. Her dark blue haori on the floor as her bedding and the spare sleeping robe as a makeshift pillow.

“Haaaaaah, I’ll just sleep here. You sleep in the bedding, okay? Well then, we need to be in bed early. Good night.” Aki yawned, lying in her makeshift bedding. Inuchiyo just can’t let this one go. He can’t let her sleep on the floor.

“No. Sleep at the bedding, I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“Inuchiyo you need to take a good rest. Take the bedding, I don’t mind.” She turned around to explain to him. Inuchiyo moved quick and leaned close to hers,

“No.” He replied shortly, lifting her into his arms and gently carries her to the bedding. 

“Hey! Don’t make a fuss, Inuchiyo! I’m used in sleeping on the floor. Put me down!” Aki tried to protest.

“You should be the one not making a fuss. I can’t let you sleep on the floor, got it?” He answered back, pulling the covers up to her chest. “Now sleep, I won’t blow out the lights until you fall asleep. Good night.” Inuchiyo knows, at least Kojuro told him. That she was afraid of complete darkness even at night. He stared at her eyes, her eyes full of worry and the pain of the past. She turned away from him, mumbling a short reply.

“… fine, Good night.” With that, he smiled and stayed at her bedside. Inuchiyo was thinking  of a way to make her sleep fast. A few minutes later he heard her gentle snores. He can’t help but smile to himself, smoothing out and running his fingers through her hair. She leaned to his touch unconsciously, mumbling a name.

“Inu…chiyo…”

**

When he woke up, she was nowhere to be found. He stood up from the bedding and changed to his kimono. He figured she would be gone before sunrise, considering that she still has a job at Yonezawa.

“So I guess I’ll leave alone.” He mumbled to himself, gathering his things and preparing to go out. He felt disappointed that he never got the chance to see her before he leaves, but dismissed his personal feelings as he will soon depart for battle.

“Inuchiyoooooo!! Where the hell do you think you’re going?!” That… voice.

He turned around to see her. She was running at the corridor of the inn like she owned the place. He stopped walking to see

“DON’T YOU DARE LEAVE OSHU WITHOUT HAVING BREAKFAST!” She panted. Ah, how energetic. He thought.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, wondering as to why she was still here when she should’ve been in the castle.

“I told you I’d see you off, didn’t I? Hah.” Ah,  oh course she did, but he never thought that she’d be serious. Inuchiyo smiled, she never changed. She’s still strict when it comes to food and skipping meals. Just like her late mother.

But what surprised him the most was that she’s wearing the kimono and hairpin he bought for her. It’s a light blue one with floral designs. It perfectly suited her, calm and dignified as he known her to be based on how she works.

She dragged him back to their room last night. He came in to find a small table at the center filled with his favorite foods. She made him sit opposite of her.

“Well! Let’s eat!” She clapped her hands together before digging in to the foods while Inuchiyo savored each dish that she made, he will surely miss this. He saw the familiar dish as the main course, Absolute Victory Bowl.

Not so much of a word was exchanged between them while having breakfast.

After breakfast, Aki saw off Inuchiyo in the outskirts of town, he knew that she was worried for his safety.

“Inuchiyo, take care. And may victory find you.” She said, biting her lower lip. He smiled at her reassuringly. He pulled her close to his chest, completely trapping her in an embrace.

He felt his own and her heart beating fast. Although he was nervous, he knew that he wanted to reassure her of his vow and his feelings for her.

“I’ll come back to you, I promise.” He said, smoothing out her hair and then looking at her straight in her eyes, she has her mouth agape. His fingers traced her lower lip, and he leaned his face to her forehead, planting a light peck just at the top of her head.

“Well then, I must go.” He said, turning his back and leaving his heart in Oshu. While Aki was dumbfoundedly made her way back to Yonezawa Castle.

“He’ll come back safely… I know.”


*

After meeting Masamune, Shigezane and Aki was preparing to depart for their mission.

“Matchaaakiiiiiiii~”

“What do you want Taiyaaaakiiii?”

“So what’s with the kimono and the hairpin?”

“…”

“Dolll~”


“Since when did you call me a doll?” She said, fixing the reins on the horse. He peered close at her face. He can’t help but adore the way she is dressed today. An azure blue kimono designed with silver florals, and a darker blue obi and a black tie . It suited her, he saw a blush on her cheeks. She doesn’t want  the attention, he knew that.

“What, do you feel regret now that I can look this pretty?” She teased, winking at him. “Ah, I know. You wish I was your bride instead.” She added, trying to pose in a er… uh seductive way? But as always. It looked funny.

“Pft! Hahahahaha! Aki please stop!” Shigezane laughed, his hand in his stomach and mirth in his eyes.

“Shigezane. You’re mean.” She said, going back to fix the reins on the horse. “I was just kidding!” She kicked his leg.


“OW! SORRY! Ahaha. No, you have always been beautiful in my eyes.” He smiled gently, wiping the tears from laughing too much. “And I never said no to your confession now, did I?”

“Was I supposed to believe that after you laughed so hard?” She asked a question back.

“Aha, sorry sorry. You have to get comfortable in wearing kimonos,though” he grinned, “You’ll get married soon. Ahaha!”

“Keep on talking about my ‘marriage’ and I’ll completely break your leg. Let’s just get down to what Lord Masamune has asked us to do. So that you can get back to Lady Ayame.” She said,

“Who would have ever thought that Lord Masamune wanted us to go to an onsen” she feigned that she’s getting chills. “And staying at the same room…” she looked at him, crossing her arms across her chest. “Don’t you dare touch me okay?!” She pointed a accusing finger on Shigezane, who seemed to have calmed down laughing.

“Well well, who would have thought huh?” He inhaled the cold summer wind, “atleast we can be a together all alone even if its just all for a mission right?”

“Whatever you say. Move faster, Taiyaki.” She said. Shigezane grinned, packing the things he needed at the side of the horse.

“Aki.” Kojuro walked close to them along with Masamune who has a cat at hand, blushing lightly at the fluffy animal in his hands. Shigezane eyed the animal curiously, since this is the first time he saw the cat.

“Tokimunemaru won’t eat, but he was undeniably fond of Lord Masamune…” Kojuro sighed in defeat, with Masamune nodding along. Tokimunemaru… now that name sounded familiar to him.

“A cat… Tokimunemaru..” Shigezane mumbled, looking at Aki who was all smiles.

“Remember the stray cat we found? I took care of him.  I named him Tokimunemaru.” She said, petting the cat while looking at Shigezane.

“Come on… what’s wrong with you siblings, really. Kojuro named his turtle Bontenmaru, and you named your cat after my childhood name?”

“Well… they are quite the siblings, if I must say.” Masamune said, petting the cat on its head, “Naming their pets after us… well I can’t complain. All of them are, cute.” He added when the cat purred.

“Masamune-chan… you’re so cute holding that cat.” Aki said, wiping the tears from her eyes, Kojuro nodded. “Milord, I couldn’t agree more.”

“Hey… you two.” Masamune said. The scene in front of Shigezane was so warm. What he catches was how Masamune looked at Aki. There’s no denying that she was beautiful, as always. But this is not just an admiration of her looks now.

It was something, much more than admiration.

Shigezane had to admit, that it was unpleasant to think that a person, who you treated like your own brother was also inlove with the one woman you love. Unable to control the jealousy he feels, he held her arm and pulled her to his side.

“Well now, what do you want us to do, Masamune?” Shigezane asked, grinning. Back to his usual self. Masamune looked at them handing the cat back to Kojuro who took it anxiously, sweat forming on his forehead.

“I want you to pretend as a couple and spy on Satake’s retainers.” Masamune said seriously, looking at the both of them. Shigezane was not surprised hearing this, he knew the plan from the start. “We received word that they are going to hold a secret meeting in one of the onsens just outside Oshu.”

“Huh? But why as a couple?” Aki asked,tilting her head.

“To avoid suspicions.” Kojuro answered this time, holding the cat close to his chest. “If two people were to spy it would be much efficient, you both can move freely and safely.”

Deep down, Shigezane was very happy to be with Aki on this mission.

“Ah, I see. If Taiya– I mean, Lord Shigezane had no objections to it,  I will do my best. If not, I will still do my best for the Clan.”

“So basically you still have to do your best.” Shigezane grinned, slipping a hand on her waist and putting his head on her shoulder, he said

“Besides, we make a perfect couple, don’t we?”

The first arc is so good though.

Like, the only problem I ever had with the og as a whole is some timeline inconsistencies and unclear family trees.

But even those are relatively easy to fill with fancanons or by stretching things a bit.

And they definitely don’t ruin the experience (atleast not for me) because the plot is good, world-building is good, villains are threatening, characters are likeable, complex and memorable and the main character is good. Even if you wouldn’t like Firestar, you atleast gotta admit that he got shit done as a protagonist.

The other arcs have good characters and interesting ideas too, but pretty much all of them fall flat on else with not having proactive enough main characters or not having a plot that actually goes somewhere (Power of Three, nuff said). And not to mention the time inconsistencies! I mean Squirrelflight should’ve been an elder by now, how is she still having kits after Omen of the Stars? And don’t even get me started on Thornclaw!

Honestly though, whenever I think about “what would I change?” with Warriors, the og is the only one where I wouldn’t want to change anything major (a.k.a plot or character related). Even with Dawn of the Clans I would speed up the plot a little and remove Slash in general because the arc gets reeeaaaally slow after the First Battle (I still like it, but seriously though was it necessary to drag the dividing ‘till the fifth book? Honestly the whole arc could’ve probably been done with only 5 books. Maybe even 4.)

Clingy - Part 3 (Edmund x Reader)

Part 1 / Part 2

Word Count: 2000 approx.

Warning: Jealousy, angst and fluff.

Request: Yes.

Summary: She goes on a ride with Dean. Edmund keeps a distance from her but his eyes were burning with fire. Jealousy takes over him leading to a fight between them.

The Story:

It would be a lie to say that Y/n didn’t enjoy the ride. It was peaceful and Dean didn’t miss a chance to make her laugh. Well ofcourse she almost fell two darn times for speeding up her cycle, trying to beat Dean. But, overall she seemed happy and the nature did keep her happy.

It reminded her of Narnia…all the animals and the breeze and..Edmund. Well.um..she didn’t quite forget about him. At the back of her mind, it continued to pinch her. But she decided to concentrate on her surroundings rather than someone who didn’t appreciate her company. There were trees around, breeze making her hair flow back, the birds chirping around, a shiny golden quiet afternoon and a laughing crazy Dean. (A/N - I can’t quite explain but I hope you get the idea, lol sorry, but I meeeean, things like these are bound to make you happy right? Or I think I’m a Hufflepuff so…)

Things were going nice. She felt happy.

“Woooohoooooooo!!” She yelled.

Try and beat me Y/n!!!“ Dean shouted.

“IS that a challenge?!!” She shouted from the back.

“YES!!!” He said speeding up his cycle.

Dean sped up and was before her, and they heard a honk from the behind. She looked behind and saw a car..the Pevensie’s car. She moved aside as her thoughts began to move all over the place, and that’s when she realized. Dean decided to come cycling this way and this is where the Pevensie’s are gonna have their picnic. She quickly tried to hide her face when she heard a yell.

“Y/N!!”

Ofcourse. I AM LATE AS ALWAYS GODDAMMIT. She looked beside her, trying hard to smile but ending up with a weird face.

“H-Hey Lucy!” She said.

“Are you going this way?!” Lucy yelled.

Y/n stuttered but was interrupted when Dean yelled, “You are losing Y/n! If I win I want a kiss!!!”

She felt the color of her cheeks rising when she realized that not only Lucy and her siblings heard that BUT THEIR MOTHER HEARD IT TOO. Ugh Dean can be reaallly annoying at times.

“Oh.” Lucy giggled “It will be nice if you lose this race.”

Y/n smiled and took a peek inside, hoping to see Edmund, but he was turned around towards the right side of the window.

Wow, he didn’t even look at me. I mean atleast a hi would have been nice after his conversation with them. Sigh, looks like he is right. I am the one who is missing him. “Well um, you guys need to speed up. Hey Dean!! Move aside!!”

“Enjoy Y/n!” Susan shouted before they sped their car and were almost out of sight.

She stopped when Dean smirked and came beside her.

“Tell me this wasn’t the reason you planned the cycling for.”

“Not at all. If you remember then I asked you about the cycling before all those things happened.” He laughed when you glared at him “Okay, maybe the destination changed.”

“And?”

“And the competition…so that we can reach there faster.” Y/n gave him the cold look.

“Ugh, I am not going there.” Y/n said turning her bicycle around. Dean held her hand and said, “YOU said you are up for a challenge, so I just leveled it up darling.”

“Leveled it up?! I didn’t even pass the beginner’s level and you decided to surprise me with the EXPERT LEVEL!! Dean what is wrong with you?! You are supposed to help me!”

“Oh I freaking am. See, the more you are around him, the more you will get used to him and then eventually all the hard feelings will be vanished just like ‘poof!’” He said.

She sighed, “It’s too much for the first day. You don’t understand how I feel.”

“I do. You…you are the one who supported me when she left me. Turned me into a douche.”

Y/n smiled and said, “Yeah, I suppose. But wait, are you trying to turn me like a slut?”

“You? A slut? Oh trust me, you can’t do that even if I tried.” He laughed.

There was a moment of silence. “So..you feel good enough to turn around and continue cycling?” She just nodded her head.

“But please tell me we will be out of their sight.” Y/n said starting to cycle back to the park.

“Whatever is comfortable for you darling.” Dean said.

*Time Skip*

The Pevensie sisters were all a giggling mess. They were whispering and occasionally looking at Edmund.

“Will you guys stop that?” Edmund snapped, irritated of everything.

“Will YOU stop that? What is that behavior? We are going for a picnic Edmund, we are supposed to be like this. Laughing and happy and not grumpy like you.” Susan said.

“Enough kids. No fighting. We are here.” She parked the car nearby while the others took out the food and mats.

Edmund wasn’t sure why was he upset. He was confused. Yes, he kind of expected Y/n to arrive and be with them in this picnic. Maybe he is upset because of this. She could be arriving here in this spot with that nosy Dean, then that would mean they will be together in the picnic right? Then why wasn’t he okay by now? I mean everyone will be there along with Y/n…and why was he upset with all the giggling and how Dean shouted about the kiss?

“Hey.” Lucy nudged him.

“Oh. What were you saying?”

She laughed and said, “I didn’t say anything!”

“Oh..I was just..”

“Thinking about Y/n?”

“Ye–uh no no.”

“Come on Edmund you know you can tell me.”

“I don’t know..It’s just that..I don’t know why I am feeling angry. I mean, Y/n is gonna be here I guess and then I can apologise for everything but still something feels wrong.”

“Oh..don’t worry, you’ll figure it out. But if you ask me, then I will say you are just jealous to see them together.” She mischievously smiled and said.

“What?” Edmund looked at her.

“Coming!!!” And ran away to Susan who was standing with a ball, preparing herself to play Cricket.

Edmund sighed and ran towards them, hoping his mood will be fine at the end of the day.

*Time Skip*

*Tring Tring*

Edmund looked back. And there she was. Smiling and laughing. And her hair perfectly flo– His thoughts got interrupted.

“HEY LOOK OUT!! There’s a bird pooping above you!” Y/n looked up and Dean took the opportunity to overtake her and he turned back.
“I win.”

“HEY! That’s cheating!” She laughed.

Oh she definitely wanted this. Ofcourse she wants to kiss him. She is not even looking at me! We are clearly loud enough for her to hear! Edmund looked at how they both perfectly parked their bicycles next to each other like..like darn couples.

And he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his shoulder. “Ow!!” He yelled.

“You need to be present in the game physically AND mentally Edmund!” Peter smirked.

“I-I am!!” He blushed. Y/n now looked at him. His face was red.

She walked over the green soft grass and finally settled down under a tree, a little away from them. She looked at Mrs. Pevensie, who was present there and reading a book peacefully, pouring some tea and drinking it.

“Watching your mother-in-law?” Dean laughed sitting beside her, their shoulders touching.

She kicked his legs lightly and smiled “It’s not funny.”

“It made you laugh. Kinda is then.”

“Make Edmund laugh and I’ll agree with you.”

“Naaaah. Atleast I can peacefully flirt with you now. Although he is literally trying to burn me to ashes right now.”
He chuckled.

Yes, Edmund was playing, but his complete attention was towards Y/n. His jaw locked, eyes frequently moving back and forth from her to Dean, how dangerously close those two were sitting.

“What? Really?” She said turning her head to look at him but then Dean cupped his hands on her face trying to block her view. “Wha–”

“Don’t look. The method is working.”

“What??”

“WHy can’t you just shut up for a second?”

“WHy can’t you just answer my questions?”

“This is the time. Kiss me.”

“Wait what? Woah Dea–” As she went on to remove his hands, the ball came rolling near Dean’s feet.

“Don’t wanna interrupt you two but can you pass the ball?” Susan giggled.

“Hey Y/n!! Join us!” Lucy yelled.

“Uh..s-sure! Sometime later! I promise! I have a company you see!” She said pointing at Dean.

Edmund’s chest tightened and he huffed, “Yeah!! You can enjoy with him!” He furiously walked to them, picked up the ball and said, “We are absolutely happy over here! Please don’t ruin our mood!”

Y/n now snapped. Enough is enough. She stood up while Dean quietly sat and watched the drama, a grin on his lips. “What is wrong with you! Why are you acting like this?! Have I done something now to irritate you? No right? Then why don’t you go back to your business!”

Susan, Peter and Lucy went to sit with their mother, giving a little privacy to the both.

“What is wrong with me? What is wrong with you! All these days you are with me and-and spend your time with me and suddenly today you show up with some damn neighbour!”

“Well Edmund the world doesn’t revolve around you! I prefer spending my time with people who actually loves my clinginess and not lie about how they are enjoying with me, when they are actually not!”

Edmund went quiet for a while. “But I thought you only did this with me.”

“What?”

“I am really sorry. I didn’t mean those at all. I said those to make Peter and Lucy shut up. Those just came out of anger. I missed you. I thought you sat like that only with me. I thought you laughed like that only with me. I thought you hugged like that…only with me. I never thought that..that you will…I always thought those moments belonged to me.” He said eyes locked with hers.

“But Ed you said you didn’t like that.” Her voice softened.

“I do, your every little gesture makes me happy. I love spending time with you. You are the only one who can make me smile and who truly understand me when..my family fails to do that.”

Y/n smiled and blushed. “I love you Ed. I did for a long time. You never..never really made any move to make me understand anything. I know that you may not love me like the way I do but…I need to let these out. I can still be your friend but, there will be changes in our friendship then.”

Edmund was quiet for her sudden confession. “I understand.” She smiled. Fighting back the tears, she turned around. Why did I do that?!

She suddenly felt a strong pull and they were kissing. It took a moment for her to realize what just happened. She smiled and kissed him back immediately, her hands going on the back of his neck, tugging his brown hair lightly, finally letting out the tears forming on her eyes. His hands went down to her waist. The kiss was full of love and force–needy, strong and passionate. All the emotions suppressed between them starting pouring out.

“Uhh…I appreciate your lovely moment of sucking each others faces but being her best friend, it really looks gross.” Dean interrupted.

They pulled from each other with a red face and smile on their lips. They looked back and saw Susan and Lucy laughing while Peter gestured them a thumbs up. On his side, their mother smiled and read her book, pretending she had no idea.

“Oh no.” She blushed and hid her face on his chest, while he hugged her, “I really am clingy.”

A/N - Well lovelies!! There you go! The last chapter! Send me requests :)

MASTERLIST

Comic Con Craze | Tom Holland x fem!Reader | 1/?

Originally posted by manny-mellark

A/n: So I am currently working on a imagine but in the mean time, enjoy this one I wrote a few weeks ago ❤ 

Warnings: mentions of reader having anxiety, social anxiety, rude and snobby girls


“I love it!” you said you you looked in the mirror.  You quickly hugged Zendaya and Laura.  “You guys are the best!”  You still couldn’t believe you let them style you and do your hair and makeup.  They completely rocked it!  You had on a shift dress that was a baby pink and had different embroidery patches on it.  Zendaya let you try some of her new shoes from her line out, and Laura and her decided the nude ones matched best.  Laura straightened and pinned back two strands of your hair while Zendaya did your makeup.  

“You guys look so gorgeous! I don’t know how you do it.”  “Stop it! You give way too many compliments.” Zendaya said as she looked in the mirror.  “You guys we have to take a selfie!” Laura called out to the rest of the boys.  They all came into the room.  You saw Tom’s face light up as he saw you.  “You look beautiful.” he said as he kissed your forehead.  You felt the heat rise to your cheeks.  You had never been one to be good with people but once Tom introduced you to the cast, you felt like you fit in.  “Guys, we all need to get in the picture, squish in more!” You moved forward and knew Tom was behind you.  You jumped when you felt him touch your butt. “Tom!” you playfully hissed as he started to laugh.  “Y/n, Tom come on! We are trying to get a picture.”

You watched backstage as the rest of the cast headed on stage.  You watched with Harrison as the fans cheered and the cast talked.  You both smiling, being incredibly proud for Tom and your new friends.  They started to exit off stage when you heard a couple fans chanting your name.  You saw Tom run over to the guy and nod, then coming in your direction.  “Looks like this will be your big debut.” Harrison said as he smiled.  “Y/n, come on! The fans want you!” Tom said as he held his hand out.  You looked back at the crowd, “I promise it’ll be okay.”  You took his hand and he lead you onto the stage.  The various fans that knew you were screaming at the sight of you and Tom holding hands.  “Y/f/n Y/l/n!” the interviewer yelled into the mic.  “Hi.” you said with a little wave towards him and the fans.  You could feel the heat on your face when you looked at the crowd.  “So have you been traveling with the cast and watching them film?” the interviewer asked.  “I have! And the cast is honestly some of the best people I have met to this date.” You said with a cheery smile, quickly glancing at them backstage.  “Yeah she is with us almost all of the time.  Or atleast one us.  It’s funny because she is always so prepared.  Like I remember Tony cut his finger on something when we were out and she pulled out a band-aid and was like here you go.” Tom said making the crowd erupt into laughter.  “Okay for fan questions.” the interviewer said as e pointed towards the security at the open mic.  You squeezed Tom’s hand and felt him squeeze him back.  You saw a girl around your age step up.  “Hi.  I was um wondering how you both like cope with the press and everything especially since it’s fairly new to you.  And if you guys have any tips for someone who has social anxiety around crowds maybe.”  Tom gave you the look letting you know you didn’t have to answer if you didn’t want to.  Instead you snatched his mic up.  “Well coming from someone who has anxiety and very bad social anxiety, I think you just need to find your person and that group of friends that is always there for you.  I know that it’s hard to find someone that is willing to be there and help you, but you’ll know the person when you find them.  And personally for me when I have those rare occasions where I do talk with press and such, I try to keep it simply and make sure that I’m comfortable and I always try to have someone I’m close with nearby or near me.”  Tom squeezed your hand again and you handed the mic back.  He knew he didn’t have to answer because you simply answered it all.  

So saw a young boy dressed as Spiderman step up to the podium.  “What is your favorite part about being Spiderman? And how much do you love your girl?”  You could hear the laughter bounce off the walls.  “My favorite part about being Spiderman is getting to meet fans because you guys are all so amazing.  And I love my girl very much.”  “Alright next question.”  

As you saw the girl your age step up, you almost knew what was coming.  You could tell by the way she was dressed.  “You can go.  It’s alright, the fans will undrestand.” He knew this wasn’t good.  The blonde in a tight black dress and looked so snotty.  You knew not to judge a book by its cover, but this book’s pages were flying everywhere. “What would be your advice to us fans to get your attention? Because if it means we have to be ugly like Y/n, I might risk it to be your girl.”  You heard many fans gasp and a laugh or two.  The tears brimmed your eyes.  You let go of Tom’s hand and quickly ran off stage and past the cast.  You weren’t sure where you were going but you needed to get out.  You could hear Tom shouting your name, but you kept running and tried to find an exit.  You kept running as the hot tears ran down your cheeks.  You finally found a door and ran out it.  You were outside and it was quite dark, but you didn’t care.  You found a little garden with rocks and managed to find a large enough rock you could sit on.  “At least my tears can water the flowers.” you said as you watched the tears drop onto the ground.  

You’re not sure how long you sat there for.  You just stared at the dark sky or the flowers.  You pulled out your phone, Tom: 10 missed calls and 13 unread texts, Zendaya: 3 missed calls and 4 unread texts, Laura: 1 missed call and 3 unread texts.  You opened instagram and saw so many different things at once.  A lot of them were videos of you running off stage and making fun of you.  But there was some that showed how much the fans cared for you.  They even started a hashtag called #whyiloveY/N.  You put your phone away as you heard laughter.  


“I can’t believe she ran off stage! Did you see her face looking at me? She knew I was gorgeous.” you heard a familiar voice say.  Please don’t notice me, please don’t notice me, you silently prayed.  “She doesn’t deserve Tom.  You can tell she does it for attention.  She clearly made up that whole social anxiety thing.  Tom is way out of her league anyways.  Like I’m definitely more Tom’- Oh my god.  It’s you.”

Ngl, people bringing up the possibility of Noora & Elias is making me kinda ship them? Lol

Like I can actually see them being a good pairing.

And the show kept mentioning abt how Noora needa to move on from William. And also the mention of her dating/marrying a muslim guy(her conversation with Sana which Sana says that muslim guys uses Norwegian girls and also the part where she jokingly said that she shld convert and marry a muslim) . Which of course, is not to be taken in a serious way but what if its an actual foreshadowing? Lol.

What if that “muslim guy she could marry” is Elias? Hahaha

And Elias is obviously crushing on her in his cute dorky way.

Ok, that would be really cute and funny.
Sorry guys, im basically writing a fanfiction here. LOL

Oh and also to add to the points above, it was clearly highlighted atleast 2 times in the show that muslim men are allowed to marry non-muslim girls. What if thats supposed to be a subtle hint on Elias and Noora? AND remember the webpage Sana went on how to get over a guy and about there being another person for you? I dont think thats for Sana. What if its indirectly describing Noora’s situation? Because we all know after that that Sana was kinda researching for both her and Noora? Hmmmm
Daddy's Little Princess

Luke walked in, looking tired and a little wasted.

With him only sending a nod over my direction before coming up the stairs, only to be inturrepted by our daughter.

“Daddy! Princess Belle time?” She flashed a grin with her dimples poking out, a feauture along with ger eyes that she inherited from Luke.

“Now is not a good time, baby.”

“But, daddy! You promised me we’re going to have a movie marathon about Princess Belle!”

Luke just sighed frustratedly before looking on to me, expecting me to take his side.

“Just for atleast five minutes Luke. You did promise. She made me record your whole deal. You’re going on tour soon, you know that.” I said softly.

Luke just groaned before our daughter talked again.

“Mommy’s right, Daddy! Princess Belle time! Princess Belle time! Prin-…”

“Goddamn it! Sorry to break it to you sweetheart, but Princess Belle doesn’t exist and so do the other Disney characters. It’s all fiction, and none is real. Now, go and annoy your Uncle Calum or something.” He yelled bitterly.

Her eyes started to water with her bottom lip trembling, hitting Luke with a pang of hard realization that he just made her princess cry.

She immediately ran into me and began sobbing on my shoulded, with me comforting her in the best way possible.

Luke swallowed the lump on his throat, facing me with the look ‘I really fucked up and I don’t know what to do.’

“C-can I go and call U-uncle Calum on the landline? You wrote his n-number on the paper, right Mommy?”

“Yes, sweetheart. Don’t trip on the way up.” I said softly as soon as she ran up the stairs, eagerly nodding.

Luke just stared at me in a regretful expression and said, “I’m a horrible father.”

Luke’s POV

I ran up the stairs quickly, following our daughter to the living room in where our landline was placed.

Calum’s not even a father but I could be damn sure that he was better than me.

I heard little sniffles and sobs from the chair that our daughter was sitting on, her back facing me.

“A-are they really not real Uncle Cal?”

“Of course they’re real princess. You’re dad was just being a big meanie.” I could already imagine Calum shaking his head in disappointment since his best friend’s daughter called him to tell what happened.

“But he won’t play with me anymore! Am I n-not important?”

“Oh come on bub! You are important. Now what do you say, want to go to Disneyland with Uncle Calum tomorrow?”

“Really?” She excitedly asked.

“Anything for my little princess. Plus, I heard Princess Belle is giving away special roses to special girls!” He cooed.

“Thank you Uncle Callieeee! You’re the best!”

Asshole Dad of the year goes to me.

They both talked for a little time until Calum said bye for now since he was going to arrange the tickets for tomorrow.

It was my turn.

“Hey, princess.” I lightly said with my voice straining a bit since I was tearing up for a few minutes.

Her head turned towards my direction and said, “Hey Dad.”

She only calls me dad when she’s either mad or disappointed at me.

“Daddy is really really sorry baby.”

She then giggled before saying, “You already said that before!”

She’s right, I did.

“I know, princess. But daddy is just really a big meanie sometimes. I was just so tired.”

“No you didn’t! You went to a bat or something!”

Right again.

“You’re right princess. I’m just really really sorry. I was talking and not thinking about it. It’s a stupid thing to do. Princesses do exist, love.” I smiled, despite the tears.

“But you told me they didn’t.” She pouted.

“They do, and I’m looking at one right now.”

She looked around confused before pointing to herself.

I eagerly nodded which made her squeal in excitement.

“But then, which royal family do I belong to?”

“Our family of course, love. And in here, you’re Daddy’s princess.”

“Daddy’s princess?” She asked before grinning.

“Yes, baby. Daddy’s little princess.”

To the one who loves her next,
She’s been used before and know how it feels so if you’re there just to show her how, trust me, she knows. So don’t do it.

Text her all the time, not because she’s yours but because you want to. She won’t reply for hours because she’s gonna be at work or with family. You will take this personally. Don’t. She’s simply like that just like everyone else and you can deal with it or leave.

She claims she doesn’t have feelings and doesn’t want feelings, it’s just a front. She has many, many feelings but fragile feelings. Feelings that don’t come around too often. She has this firewall before you get in but once you do, you’re a lucky man because it’s amazing.

Keep in mind people like to know they’re loved. Tell her you love her. If you haven’t yet, the first moment you feel it, tell her. Make sure it’s right though or else she’ll get scared and overwhelmed, my mistake. Tell her you love her and mean it. If you can’t do that, leave. She deserves more than that.

There will be many nights when she goes out and drinks a little too much. She’ll either love you or hate you that night but don’t take it personally because in two days, the middle being a hangover day where she hates everything, you’ll be back to normal.

A lot of the time you’ll think she’s flirting with guys. She’s not. Remember, she’s yours for a reason. Even if guys tweet at her all the time and text her, she’s yours.

Explore with her. She loves to explore, she grew up on a farm area. Take her up the mountain and do cartwheels with her on the parking lot pavement. Take her to the top of mountain and show her off to the illuminated sky.

She’ll never admit it but she has a flare for the dramatic, like me. Basically if you’re not cliche, become it, it’s actually pretty awesome. Your love was made for movie screens.

She may keep some things from you sometime and maybe also lie here or there. Trust me, she does it in the best intentions whether to not hurt your feelings or others, get over it, everyone does. It’ll be okay.

She is probably the most fiercely independent women I know. She is also immensely insecure and it breaks my heart to this day. When you have a fight remember you’re always wrong, even if you’re right I know your pride with says that but your heart will let it go.

Make sure her family likes you. Talk cars [Ford] with her father and ask her mother was she does for a living.

Start liking John Mayer. If you don’t like John Mayer, you’re already done. There are many songs that will mean a lot but her favorite is and always will be Slow Dancing in a Burning Room.

When she sends you something to listen to, listen to it. She listens to music with her heart and her soul in addition to her ears, and when she tells you a song she likes, it means it’s a song that she connects to and it’s a song that makes her FEEL. It’s a message, and you should hear every word of it.

She’ll tell you how much she hates her mom, but she doesn’t, trust me. It’s that firewall again and as much as she gets mad at her family or mother she loves them with all her heart.

Send awesome good morning messages atleast twice a week. Don’t overdo it.

Her two kittens and two puppies come first. Always.

Remember things she says from a long time ago. You may think it’s creepy and it may be, but it’s well worth it when you remember her important little things.

Like I said, she likes to be cliche. Take her to a view and make out with her in the back of your car. Sit at her pond with her and watch the stars. Sing insanely off key to her favorite artist with her next to you.

When she’s having an anxiety attack, which may come around every once in a while, wrap her up in your arms and rub her back and put her face in your chest. Tell her she’s safe and remind her to breathe.

When she texts you randomly saying she’s sad or calls you crying, be there for her. This girl may cry a lot sometimes and it may be hard to deal with, but deal with it, she is who she is. She will cry harder some days than other and it will seem like hurricane compared to the sunny days, but it too will pass.

She is smarter then you, even when you think you’re outsmarting her or reading her. Trust me if you’re feeling that way its because she wants you to.

If you cannot treat her like royalty, let someone else. That girl deserves the world.

Don’t take her for granted. She comes around once in a lifetime, and if you’re lucky enough to get her, you should hold on. You shouldn’t care a bit about timing. Just be with her because you love her, and stop worrying about everything else. Don’t walk away from her ever, I made that mistake. Even as much as you believe that it’ll come back when the time is right, it doesn’t - she doesn’t.

Losing her is a pain you will never shake, take it from me. Your world will come crashing down on you and those pieces won’t ever fit the way they used to. It’s like a mirror that shattered and you try to use to it again but when you look in the relfection you don’t recognize yourself. Don’t let her go.

I can’t promise that you’ll ever be the same again, because this girl isn’t like the rest.

She will love you with all she’s got. Please give her the same. I am begging you to not hurt her. She is worth the galaxy and the universe that revolved around it too.

If you can help it, don’t ever lose her, and especially not like I did.

Sincerely,
A name you’ll hear in passing

—  hopefullyshedoesntfindthisone
Scars - Chapter 9

Reader x Yoongi

Warnings: None

Words: 1,074

Chapters: 8 , 10

Masterlist

“(y/n)?”, “Mom”, I sobbed out as I engulfed my mother in a hug. She was shocked because of the state I was in, “(y/n) sweetheart what happened?”, I didn’t answer so she just rubbed my back.


“Honey? Who was at the do-(y/n)?”, my father walked up to where me and my mother were hugging, “what are you doing here?”, “can I stay here? I’ll explain later”, “obviously you can stay, come inside”, my father moved aside to let me in, but I didn’t move chasing him to furrow his brows in confusion. “Erm, dad, there’s someone I’d like you to meet”.


“So you’re telling me you’ve been hiding your pregnancy and the actual birth from us, your parents?!”, my father exclaimed. Ughhhh, I wish I never told them, now I’m going to have an ear full. “I wanted to tell you, I did, but-”, “but? But nothing, we are your paren-, it’s what’s his face, isn’t it?”, “Yoongi?”, my father nodded. I couldn’t lie to my father, “he just wanted to wait for the right time”, “the right time would be the second you found out that you were going to have a human growing inside you!”. He began shouting, scaring Kaia, causing her to cry out.


“Oh darling, it doesn’t matter, atleast we know now, I mean she could have hidden it for years and we would be clueless, now stop shouting and come look at your beautiful granddaughter”, my mother said whilst patting Kaia’s back as she held her. My father looked to my mother and then back to me and point with his index finger, “this conversation isn’t over missy”, I rolled my eyes at my dad, he still treated me like a child.


My father then went over to Kaia and picked her up, she instantly began grabbing at his face and squealing making my father smile, “she’s just like (y/n), isn’t she honey?”, mother asked as she was also grinning at the scene in front of her, “yeah, she is, her face, her mood, everything is just like her”, he was admiring Kaia, he was practically in love with her already.


“That’s the last of the bags”, Hoseok announced, “I’ll get goi-”, “oh no dear, it’s too late to be driving around now, you can stay in our guest room”, “oh no-”, my father interrupted him , “son, I suggest you save your breath, she won’t stop till you accept”.


After I put Kaia down, I went back to the living room to find Hoseok and my dad laughing about something, it was probably some stupid as my mum was rolling her eyes and turning up the volume on the TV to try and block them out. “Hoseok, you got funnier and funnier every time I see you”, I sat down beside my mother, resting my head against her shoulder. “What about me, I am your daughter”, “I have a daughter?, Honey I never knew we had a daughter”, my father’s joke didn’t go well with me as I was already pretty upset.


“For God sakes dad let it go!”, I screamed as I stood up. “I do not need you whining right now I’m already trying to deal with the fact that my ‘boyfriend’, the father of my child, was sleeping with another women for God knows how long!”, my voice cracked at the end, I wiped the tears from my eyes. “You know what I’m tired, I’m gonna go to sleep”, my voice was hushed. I walked off even though my dad called me back.


Later in the night there was a knock at my door, “(y/n)?”, my dad called out, “can I come in?”, “yeah”. I stayed laying as my father came in, he walked over to the bed and sat down beside me. “I’m sorry”, he began combing my hair down with his hand, “it’s okay, you didn’t know, so don’t apologise”, “see this is why no one deserves my princess, god I’m gonna kill him”, “dad it fine, I just want to move on, leave him behind, even though it’s gonna be hard”, he nodded as I spoke, “what about Kaia?”. I sighed loudly, “I honestly have no idea”.


The next day, Hoseok went home, but not before thanking my parents for letting him stay. I woke to hundreds of notifications from Yoongi, calls and texts. I had to hold back from texting him back. I love him so much, and I hate being away from him, but I can’t look at the man who betrayed and hurt me.


My parents were having friends over so I decided to take myself and Kaia out for the day. I dressed her up in her baby grown, coat, hat and mittens, I could let my baby get cold. After putting her down in her pushchair, I then placed a blanket on her, before heading out into the city centre.


The first place I went to was the public art display, I would always come here with Jungkook, we’d get in trouble for climbing them, or trying to vandalise them. I smiled remembering the time Jungkook ended up getting caught by one of the police men because the idiot tripped over himself. I then visited a few other attractions in the centre before heading to my favourite cafe, I loved the cappuccinos there.


Once I ordered my drink, I sat down and waited to be called, as I waited I fed Kaia, getting a few disapproving looks from people. “There we go”, i said as I put Kaia back in her pushchair. Just then one of the the workers called out my name, “(y/n)?”, “oh yeah”, I said back, getting up out of my seat, to go get my drink.


My mum called me telling me to get back as it was getting late, she wasn’t lying, it was already 7pm, I spent an hour in the café, on my phone and saying with Kaia.


I began walking back home, surprisingly she was still wide awake squealing. “Okay, calm down baby, we’re going back to grandad and Grandma". Whilst walking Kaia decided it was a good idea to kick her blanket off herself and onto the ground, “ughh”, I groaned. I crouched down to pick it up.


“Oh, look who’s back in town”. The second my ears picked up the voice my body froze. That voice belonged to one person:


Jinyoung.


Thank yew sooo much for being patient with my stupid arse, been stressing and upset a lot these past few days. but i’m all good now, sorry for the wait bibs xx


-Z

"I'm Not Blind"

This is for @trashyscreamimagines . I hope you like this!
Warnings: none. Kissing?
If you guys have any requests mine are open. And I’m always up for a good talk.
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“Do you think we could just talk for minute?” Audrey pleaded grabbing your arm, silently begging you to turn around. Her dark hair was a mess, sticking up in odd places. You hadn’t talked in weeks. Honestly, the truth was you couldn’t face her. You knew she didn’t feel the same way about you, and her friendship meant everything to you. Hell, you had been with her since 6th grade, there was so many risks involved, so many, and it would be all for nothing to take that leap just to have everything basically thrown into your face.

“What’s there to talk about” you turned back to her a sullen expression trying to avoid an indication of what was really going on.

“Could you please tell me what I’ve done? Please, y/n” it took everything in you to look away. She stood there waiting for an answer, hurt written all of her features.

“Audrey, I can’t do this right now I have class” tears filled your eyes as you walked away from her.
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“What do I do, Noah? I don’t want to hurt her but I’m hurting myself by being around her”’ you let out a exasperated breath as you threw yourself onto his bed. Noah was sitting in his desk chair messing with the equipment on his board

“You know, if you just told her, things would be different. She could feel the same way” he said turning towards you, looking at your figure. Your eyes squeezed together as your face went deeper in his pillow.

“She doesn’t, I’m almost positive. The way she looked at Rachel is so different than the way she looks at me, Noah.” You heard shifting and the bed dipped beside you. A hand came to rest on the small of your back gently rubbing.

“Are sure that maybe you’re aren’t just blind” his tongue swept across his lips. You lifted your head from the pillow looking over at him.

“I’m not blind” your eyes fell, “I’m definitely not blind” Noah’s phone stared vibrating. You’re eyes moved over to his desk and you looked back over a him.

“You gonna answer that” you shook your head and moved so that you laid on your back.

“I don’t have to” he said, eyeing his phone.

“Yes, you do.”

He got up going over to answer his phone momentarily pausing to look who it was, he answered mumbling answers, you lay there looking at him thinking about how you’re going to get past this.
After a few minutes he hung up his, sitting back down in his chair he looked at you.

“Are you hungry? We need to get food.” You laughed, of course Noah wasn’t a regular teenage boy, But his appetite definitely belonged to a normal one.

“Food is always nice”
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After you both gotten there and ordered you sat on a couch near the entrance. You took note at how hard the places in your small town had tried to be trendy and feed into the social norms to make teenagers feel like they could hang out. Noah had tried to lighten the mood by talking about things he had discovered and possibly talk about on his podcast. You tried your best to listen, every so often nodding your head.

“I can’t believe it. No one ever thought that pipers accomplice could be a girl” Noah said, you took a bite of your sandwich. Of course her accomplice could be a girl, maybe it was just the feminist in you saying that, but nonetheless it was true.

“Yeah.”

“You don’t really want to hear any of this, do you?” his voice brought you back from your thoughts. You sighed.

“Noah, I’m sorry, I know it’s stupid but she’s the only thing on my mind.” Without another word he pulled you into a hug. You pulled away once you heard someone clear clear yours throat looking over you saw the dark haired girl standing in front of you.

“U-um, I’m sorry” she said, her wildly searching for any place to land other than the two of you.

“Audrey!” Noah said getting up, but she was already gone. He had pulled his phone out and started typing.
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She hadn’t spoken to either of you all day, though it hadn’t stopped her from sending glares at you. Noah, had tried to explain and she wasn’t having it. Blowing him off each and every time he tried to say something. You were putting your books in your locker, ready for lunch.

“You could’ve atleast told me instead of avoiding me” a voice came from behind you, closing your locker your turned around coming face to face with her.

“It’s not what you think it is-” your started to say, moving forward. Her eyebrows raised and she laughed, shaking head.

“Sure. Y'Know I’ve suspected but you didn’t have to keep it from me. I’ve seen they way you look at eachother. I’m not blind.” she said, moving away from you.

“Audrey, there’s nothing to keep from you. There’s no us!” Your hands moved infront of you as you talked

“Oh really? Then why are you avoiding me? Because if that’s not the reason, then what is?” she dropped her guard, her eyes boring into yours.

“Look, Noah was comforting me. I have a feelings for you and its eating me alive” you took two steps closer and her eyes brightened up In realization.

“Oh”

“You don’t have to say anything” you say,closing your eyes ready for rejection. You felt hands on your waist making you look at the dark hair girl. She bit her lip, and just like that her lips were on yours. Hands tightened around your waist, as yours went to her hair. Her tongue swirled into mouth as she pulled you closer deepening the kiss. You turned your head, just as she pulled away a smile on her face.

“Wow.” You said.

“I’m sorry, about this. I shouldn’t have been so angry.” She breathed out, her hand grabbed yours.

“I shouldn’t have been avoiding you” you add.

“Noah’s been pushing me to tell you for months and so when you started avoiding me, I thought I did something wrong” she admitted, leading you over to the a bench, sitting down.

“Audrey, no, he was telling me the same thing”

“Wow. We are so blind” she laughed, you giggled beside her, your head falling onto her shoulder.
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Hope you guys enjoyed! :)