because girl you need to get your own life

Neighbour Part Two | Jimin, You

Part One | Part Two | Part Three 

Part Two of my Father!Jimin AU! I hope you like it! :)

Originally posted by jjks

If I know what love is, it is because of you.

Every day after that was a new adventure, how was your body going to react when he smiled at you this time? Was it going to go into overdrive again and prevent your fingers from working? Or were you going to lose your breath and have a heart attack?

Keep reading

A lover’s memory. (Jeff x Reader)

A/N: He. deserved. better. And this is surprisingly long.

Warnings: Use of alcohol.

Words: 1,693

Prompts: #42 “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”, #51 “Those things you said yesterday… did you really mean them?”, #56 “I think I picked up your coffee by mistake.”, #221 “I love you. I’ve loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you and- Oh screw it!”

Originally posted by wkom

You still couldn’t believe how someone as nice and perfect as Jeff Atkins existed, sitting in your bedroom you were looking at some old pictures from you when the two of you had started dating, smiling at the memory of how you two meet.

You were at the coffee shop, talking with your best friend about a school project, you were worried because you were on the verge of failing the subject, and your parents had already threatened you with not letting you go out with your friends for the rest of the year, and you were flipping.

“C’mon y/n, you just have to study a little more, I know you can make it” your friend patted your shoulder, trying to sound encouraging.

“It’s not about how hard I study” you pouted “it’s just that I really suck at it”

“You don’t suck at anything” they frowned at you, grabbing your coffees from the counter and handing you one of them  “please, don’t give up”

“Too late, I’m giving u-”

“I’m sorry” a voice interrupted from behind you when you were walking out of the place “Uh, sorry to interrupt but I think I picked up your coffee by mistake.”

You looked at the boy in front of you, recognizing him almost immediately:

You had seen him before at school, he was pretty damn popular and you couldn’t deny he was awfully cute, he also had an amazing reputation, a good guy, you just couldn’t remember his name.

“Are you sure?” You frowned, looking at the cup in his hand.

“Yes, you’re y/n, right?” He showed you the cup, your name was on one of the sides.

“Yes I am” you looked at him a little bit surprised that he actually knew your name, you grabbed the coffee and smiled politely “thank you…”

“Jeff” He replied “My name’s Jeff”

“Thank you, Jeff” You nodded. 

You were about to turn around when he walked to you again “You know I heard you need help with certain subject and if you want… if it’s not too weird I could help you with it”

“Are you serious?” you raised your eyebrows “that’d be great, if is not much trouble of course”

“It is not, a friend helped me a while ago when I was doing not so well myself, so I know how to tutor someone in need” He chuckled “Can you give me your number, maybe? that way I can call you so we can agree time and place?”

“Sure” you smiled, you proceeded to give him your number and once that he gave you his, you left the coffee shop, your friend staring at you in a weird way.


“You just gave your number to Jeff Atkins, one of the most popular guys at school?” they stared at you with shock “what the hell just happened?”

“I don’t know?” you chuckled “is not a big deal, he said he could help me, and you asked me not to give up, I’m just doing what you want”

“So you’re just doing it because I asked you?” they raised an eyebrow skeptically “really?”

“Really” you shrugged carelessly.

One month later you and Jeff were really close, you talked a lot in your study sessions and discovered that you were a great team. You got to a point where you knew everything about each other, and it was a matter of time before you realized how much you really like him. That happened exactly a month and a half after you met him.

“Hey, you” you jumped, taking him by surprise “How are you today?”

“Hi y/n” He smiled “Great, what about you?”

“I’m amazing” you smirked, “You know, I was wondering, what are your plans for tonight?”

“I have a date tonight,” He answered like it wasn’t a big deal “a girl from my English class, we’re going to the movies.”

“Oh” you felt your heart getting smaller in your chest, not sure of what to answer “that’s cool”

“I guess, though it’s weird you know, it’s the first time in a while I go out with a girl that is not you” He commented casually, looking at you “are you okay? you look like you wanna throw up”

“I-I’m good” you stuttered “just hungry.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah,” you said slowly, a strange feeling in the pit of your stomach “I should get going, I have class.”

“Okay” He frowned “see you later?”

“Don’t know” you mumbled, walking away as fast as you could.

Keep reading

Imagine Dean gets you drunk and then gets you pregnant...

Warning: Dean smut by request

Pairing: Dean x Reader

When Dean walks into your father’s store and buys 1200 rounds of ammo for a Sig 1911 you don’t think twice about who he is or where he comes from. When he asks you out for a drink you say yes because he’s good looking and you don’t already know him. Two things that top the list of importance in a small-town.  He’s polite, buys all your drinks and actually listens to what you have to say.  He makes you laugh and you make him grin when your eyes light up. After a few cocktails you’re touching his hand, and letting your shoulder rub into his.  

Keep reading

Big Role

Warnings: Like one cuss word
Characters: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, SPN cast member!reader, Misha Collins(mentioned)
Summary: You’re an actress on SPN and you get a big role in a new show and it comes up in a con
Reader’s Age: Roughly 15/16 years old. It could work for any though.
Word Count: 1049

Y/N: Your Name

A/N: This originally had Misha in it too but it became too much of a hassle to include all of them so I just did Jensen and Jared. Enjoy!

You, Jensen, and Jared were all backstage getting ready to do a small panel. Ever since you were no more than three years old you’ve been acting on the show. Sure, a three-year-old doesn’t necessarily have much acting skill, but you had enough to get by. The boys loved having you on the show. You always brightened up their day, and you’ve also got a little bit of Jared, Jensen, and of course, Misha in your personality.

Of course, school was always a problem until your parents decided to pull you out and let you become homeschooled. The set would take breaks every now and then to let you do some school throughout the day, and if you needed any help then you just went to one of the guys.

You’ve just always been there and around them. They’ve become your family. You love doing conventions and meet-ups because it means you get to meet your even bigger family. The Supernatural family.

You’re a pretty popular character on the show. Most girls look up to you since you started acting so young and haven’t gone down a bad path, probably because you have such good influences in your life. Occasionally, you get to do your own panels, but you mainly prefer to have one of your boys there with you.

“You ready, kid?” Jensen asked as he handed you a microphone.

“As ready as I’ll ever be!” you responded enthusiastically.

Jared walked over and flashed you a quick smile before turning towards the stage. The band started playing and you three made your way onto the stage. The crowd cheered as the band played along. You three smiled and waved at everyone until you all realized the end of the song was coming up. You all, hilariously, got into your jumping stances and waited for the right time. Just when the song was about to end you all jumped up and slammed back down as if you were playing an electric guitar.

Lights blinded you as you looked out into the crowd, you smiled and waved back as the screaming never faltered. You walked over to the mic stand and put your microphone in it.

“How y'all doin’?” Jared asked. The crowd cheered in response.

“That’s great because we need you guys to get our energy up. Jensen has been dragging his feet all day,” you teased, looking over at your co-star with a shit-eating grin.

“Hey! Blame the two new munchkins!” Jensen retorted, earning laughs from you and everyone else.

For a few minutes you three told a few stories then went into questions. A young girl, no more than sixteen was next to ask a question. She had short brunette hair and was wearing angel wings with a trench coat. She took a deep breath before blurting, her voice young and shaky, “So, Y/N. Rumor has it that you’re gonna be one of the main roles in the new show Stranger Things. Is that true?” Jensen and Jared both shook their heads slightly with small smiles.

“Yeah, yeah. It’s true,” you responded humbly.  

“Yep. It’s official! She’s leaving us!” Jensen threw his arms up. “After years and years of being on Supernatural, she’s gonna drop us like a little kid playing with an old toy!” Jensen teased.

You slapped his arm with a smile that just would not go away; it never did at these events “It’s not permanent! It’s just for one season.”

“For now. One season will turn into two, which will turn into three…” Jared chimed in, trailing out his voice as he stuck out his bottom lip in a pout.

“I’m still on the show, ain’t I?” you replied with a giant grin.

Jared walked over and engulfed you into a hug and fake cried loud enough for the crowd to hear, “She’s growing up so fast! Moving onto bigger and better things! I’m so proud!”

“Get off me, Moose!” you playfully pushed him away, hearing the crowd laugh.

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad you got the role, but just don’t forget about your family here.” Jensen got serious for a moment and pointed to everyone.

“Y'all have nothing to worry about, I could never forget you,” you smiled and hugged Jensen while the crowd awed. “Anyway, next question!” you turned to a man holding a mic.

“Oh. Uh, yeah. Um, are you excited to be on Stranger Things and will it interfere with you being on Supernatural?” a man asked on the other side of the room. You stared at the ceiling as you thought about the conflicting times.

“I am very excited, but sadly, it will interfere with working on Supernatural. I’ll probably show up here and there in a few episodes, but as of right now my main focus is Stranger Things.” The crowd awed, but not from an adorable moment like before, it was for the inevitable chunk in time without you on the show; they did it just to try and keep you staying stuck with them and you loved the family more for it.

“I know, I know. It’s sad, but it’s not forever! Like I said, it’ll probably only be for a season.”

“She’s a big actress now, huh?” Jensen pursed his lips, a smile tugging at the ends. “Soon enough you’ll see her name on every billboard in every city!”

“I think you’re going a little overboard there,” you chuckled.

“Nah, you can never go overboard when it comes to our favorite sister!” Jared pulled you into another warm and familiar hug.

“Anyway,” you huffed after you’d pulled away from Jared, setting your hands on the mic which was still in the mic stand. “Who’s next?”

Jared and Jensen answered a few questions, then came another for you. “I was wondering if we would see a crossover episode between Stranger Things and Supernatural?” the woman asked. You pondered on it with an intrigued smirk at the idea, but then it dawned on you:

“Probably not, considering that Stranger Things takes place in the 1980s, way before my time,” you chuckled sheepishly.

“Maybe you time traveled?” Jared suggested with a shrug.

“Maybe,” you replied deviously, deciding not to completely destroy the idea and at the same time making them even more enthusiastic about the possibility.

I hope y’all like this one! I’m open for tips on improving!

Requested by Anonymous:
“Can you do a fic where the reader is a teen that’s been on spn since she was a kid and they are at a convention and the rest of the cast is teasing her (nice teasing) because she got a really big role in a new show for instance (stranger things) or whatever show”

Tags: @magicalsis11 @joanne-egberp @16wiishes @fanboyswhereare-you @athenepallas @spnkisum @xsecretrejectx @jamric @oneshotsdeanshort @jensen-jarpad @capruinedmylife @bea789 @starswirlblitz @of-virtuoso @damalseer @iamflanneltrash @zeusmyster

If you would like to be tagged/untagged then send me an ask/message!

Casual Part 1/3 (Chibs x reader)

Originally posted by samcro-redwoodoriginals

Summary: Chibs and the reader have a casual relationship that is abruptly ended when he decides that it’s not safe for the reader to be with him.

A/N: This is going to have 3 parts! It’s my first Chibs fic so yea, I hope it doesn’t suck :D

Word count: 2,100

(Y/N) = your name

Warnings: mentions of sex, kissing, breaking up

(Masterlist) - (Part 2) - (Part 3)

Keep reading

I’ll Never Leave You

Requested by anon: oneshot where you walk in on your boyfriend cheating on you and you go to Buckys for comfort and you both cuddle for the rest of the night<3 please and thank you!!!  

 Pairing: Bucky (The Winter Soldier) Barnes X Reader

 Word count: 866

 You had nothing to do, so you decided to convince your boyfriend to do something. Anything. Searching in your bag for his apartments keys, you hear it. A woman’s name and soft moans. With anger and curiosity building up in your stomach, you quickly unlock the door. Your heart stops when you open the door to see a half-naked woman laying above your half-naked boyfriend. You shut the door with all your strength, finally making them stop and rush to finds their clothes.

 “(Y/N), I can explain…” Michael tries to hide the girl behind his back, awkwardly putting his pants on.

 “Don’t even try.” Your voice is furious, like fire burning your throat. “I don’t know why I’ve been trying to love you! You don’t deserve it.” He was acting weird, distant, but you thought that maybe he needed some space. But this? This is unacceptable.

 “(Y/N), don’t say these things. You’re breaking my heart.” He helps the girl to get dressed.

 You can’t believe it. The only reason you’re dating Michael is because you’ve been friends for years. And because the man you love doesn’t think he deserves to be loved. Now, that’s what you get. Michael always uses to say he loves you more than his own life, just like he was begging you to never leave his side. Lies.

 “You know what, Michael? Why don’t you finish what you’ve started with this girl? I never loved you anyway, and it feels good to finally tell you that. I just thought we could get along since we were friends. But no.” Smiling, you open the door again, holding back your tears. “I don’t want to see you again. Never.”

 Before he can answer, you close the door and run to the elevator and then to your car. With tears in your eyes, you drive too fast, not giving a shit about the signs.

 When you stop the car you take your cell phone. Maybe he isn’t here. Maybe his too far to help you.

 “(Y/N), how are you?” Bucky’s voice is familiar, kind, it takes your breath away.

 “Bucky… are you in your apartment?”

 “What happened?” He’s suddenly worried, the weight on his voice hurting you.

 “Nothing. Just…”

 After a few moments of silence, you see him opening the building’s front door. You take your bag and get out the car, running to his arms.

 Bucky’s arms are always warm, the best place on earth. He doesn’t say anything, his hand caressing your hair. A loud thunder makes you jump, looking at the dark sky.

 Without a word, he guides you through the stairs until his small cold apartment. You throw your bag on the couch, heading to his bedroom.

 “I’ll get some sleep.” It’s all you manage to say, your voice still fainting. You don’t want him to know how miserable you feel.

 “No, (Y/N). Tell me what happened.” Bucky sits by your side, holding both your hands in his. “You’ve been here for me. Now I want to be able to help you.”

 “Michael, he… God, I don’t even love him!” It comes out abruptly, your tears coming back. “I’m an idiot! He was with that whore! I don’t care, but he was with me. It’s humiliating. I know I’m not hot or tall or whatever the hell he wants but at least I deserve some respect.”

 Breathing heavily, you look at your own hands. Bucky’s fingers are caressing yours, and only God knows how much you want him to know how you feel.

 “You’re beautiful, (Y/N). You need to know that…”

 “Don’t do this, Bucky, please. The last thing I want is you to say things just to make me feel better.”

 “Would you stop and listen?” He moves closer, forcing you to look into his eyes. “I never lie to you. You are a beautiful girl and any man would be lucky to have you by his side. I wish I could…” His voice fades, and without thinking too much, you crush your lips on his.

 The feelings take the best of you when you feel his hand moving to cup your cheek. Bucky’s lips are soft, warm, inviting you in. But your phone starts ringing and you pull away abruptly. You pick it from your pocket and throw it at the wall, making the stupid music stops suddenly. Bucky smiles at you, pointing at the bed.

 “You can stay for the night. I’ll take the couch.”

 “No. I mean… Can you please stay with me?” You move, giving him space to lay beside you. And that’s what he does.

 “Come here.” He whispers, so you lay down, your head on his chest.

 “Promise me you’ll never…”

 “I’ll never leave you. I’ll never cheat on you.” That makes you raise your head to look into his eyes.

 “How do you know…?”

 “We have been in love with each other for too long. It’s time to stop torturing myself.”

 Tears roll down your cheeks again, but they are tears of joy. You don’t say anything, you just stay there, enjoying how good it feels to have him so close. Slowly, you drift off to sleep, hearing his heartbeat singing to you.


Pairing/Characters: Peter Quill x Reader

Summary: Peter reminisces about your love. What he discovers, leaves him breathless. 

Warnings: A bunch of love and shit. 

Word Count: 1,570.

A/N: My first ever fic with Peter or any of the guardians for that matter. HELP. Finally got around to finish this bastard. I hope you’ll like it, or so help me god - I’ll go jump of a cliff.  

Originally posted by multifandomimagines-17

It’s a funny thing; love. In some dictionaries, it is defined as a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. They don’t – and words fall utterly short when trying – define the feeling you get inside when you meet a new person, or suddenly look at your best friend in a whole new light. They don’t explain or make sense of what’s happening inside you. What happens with your heart in that moment when you fall in love.

Love is a word with many a purpose. You can love a painting. You can love shoes, you can love the way the stars shine bright in the night sky and you can love it when the sun warms your skin on a cold winter day. But, it’s a different kind of love when it’s not about material items. When it’s for someone else, another person, another life and another soul – that in a strange way – completes your own.

Keep reading

||20 things I wish I could say to my middle/high school self:

1. It’s not good to keep it all inside. Say how you feel & say it with love. Always say it with love.
2. Just because you don’t have a boyfriend & all your friends do, doesn’t mean you’re not pretty.
3. Yes, girls your age are already shaving & waxing their eyebrows while you grow hair like a grown ass man. But it’s a natural part of life and one day you’ll finally own a razor 🤞🏽😂
4. The joy you get from reading books instead of going outside doesn’t make you a boring person.
5. All that hard work is going to pay off. Grind now, relax later.

6. You know you already eat like a 6828 lb man, don’t let the “you’re skinny” “you need to eat more” comments get to you.
7. No, your boobs won’t get any bigger so stop wishing for those 🙄

8. Yes, you will one day accept being CEO of the IBTC & appreciate the way God created you.
9. Embrace your awkwardness.
10. Everything happens for a reason.
11. You made it through a laparoscopic open heart surgery, youz a real ni**a forreal. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

12. Don’t let life/the future scare you, God will place people in your life to help ease you through the rough patches along the way.

13. Stay Positive. Even when the outcome looks otherwise.

14. There’s more to life than simply getting a degree & getting a job.

15. Push yourself out your comfort zone.
16. Guard your heart & love with caution, but for those you feel need it the most, give freely.
17. Even when you feel like giving up, push through a little harder.
18. Don’t worry so much about the future.

19. One day you’re going to find the courage to introduce yourself to someone and they’re going to end up being one of your best friends.
20. Ultimately, be unapologetically you. People will love you for who YOU are, not because of the clothes you wear or how straight your teeth are. So embrace every bit of it. Because baby girl, those moments of uncertainty & insecurity are going to be what humbles you along your journey as you bloom into an even beautiful flower. 🌺

The Initiation - A.I

Originally posted by sexycliffconda

part ¼ for my mini gang!5sos series. I just want to say thanks to @malumie for destroying me with this idea. It was the best and worst thing that’s ever happened to me. This is also virgin!Ashton for all you people obsessed with virgin Ash

The street lamp shining down on the wet pavement was the only thing lighting Ashton’s route back to the ratty apartment he couldn’t afford to stay in. This wasn’t how he pictured his life, just barely eighteen, a high school drop out trying to make ends meet.

He didn’t have the support around him to push through in school which was such a shame. He had the grades to make it, but he didn’t have the motivation to continue when his sister died, especially when Ashton knew it was mainly him to blame. They had been in the wrong place at the wrong time and he just happened to piss off the wrong person…that was two years ago, and as much as his parents swore they didn’t blame him, he could see the disappointment in their eyes. So, he did what any sixteen year old at the time would do. He ran.

Keep reading

A Court of Spring and Stars pt. 17

Word Count: 2470


I shove away from Kieran as I wait for the dizziness to dissipate from my skull. “Why the fuck do we always have to winnow? You have wings for fuck’s sake.”

Kieran chuckles. “You also can have wings if you want to. You choose not to use them.” I roll my eyes and resist the urge to call him a smart ass and he continues, “Besides, winnowing takes less time.”

“Yeah, less time and less substance out of my stomach.” I mutter rubbing my hand against my rolling stomach. I seriously hate winnowing. When my stomach settles I look around to find that we’re in the mountains at some kind of camp. Cabins are set up in various spaces and dark-haired, tanned skinned males are walking around with wings like Kieran’s.

“Shit, Kieran, is your friend an Illyrian?”

Keep reading

Tumbleweed, Her #11 - [BAP] Noir!Au

[A/N] No I am not okay with Himchan’s red hair in this gif. Probably will never be. 

Originally posted by daehdream

The Adorned : Kim Himchan

He walked down a dark alley with little lights on the sights to lit the way. The heel of his shoes seems to be only he heard.

His men behind him, following behind him without uttering a word. Himchan is at a warehouse where most of the nation wouldn’t imagine he’d be. His expression? Contorted, serious, unreadable, discontent. Like he was forced to be there.

His swings of steps? Purposeful, strong, determined and heavy. In contrast of his expression. His lips were sealed. A thousand words in his head, never made it passed his lips. He soon walked up to a room at the end of the dark and dull hall, with walls made of rusted zinc and holes the size of a penny that let the sun through just enough. His men stood behind him and Himchan held his hand up. And with that simple gesture, he was left to enter the room alone.

Keep reading

Benefits of being an asexual aromantic

Be proud ❤️
- No relationship drama
- BONUS: watching your friend’s relationship drama without envy
- The best rejection for creepy guy at a bar “Sorry, I’m asexual.”, they’re leave you alone so fast! Can’t argue a girl who doesn’t want sex wants it with YOU.
- People generally don’t judge asexuals or aromantics too badly
- Having the perfect response every time someone nosy asks “So where’s your partner?”
- There’s no pressure to get into a relationship, get married, lose your virginity, have children, etc., at least not from yourself
- All that time you save by not having a romantic/sexual partner to entertain (especially true for introverts)
- Never having to sacrifice your needs or values for another because your life will always be your own and your heart will never belong to another.

I’m sorta high on coffee, so Lord knows how this is going to turn out. I also can’t make graphics to save my life, so. SO. You all get this thing? I mean it’s got Amon on it, so you can’t really go wrong. Unless you dislike Amon. In that case I’m sorry. ( Also are u lost, this is a blog for him. ) 

I thought 123 followers was a– sorta amusing number to do this on? Like a weird follow forever. Because I’m a child. And I love you all, so didn’t want to wait much longer. 8′>  

Anywho. Hold on to your hats boys, this is gonna get sappy.

The squad - A.k.a the people I consider the closest to me. 

@bacieciambelline - YOU. You are the biggest ray of sunshine I know, my very best friend. I would do anything for you, expect from maybe eat spicy curry for your entertainment. I’m so grateful I’ve known you for 7 years, every single moment spent together has been one of sheer and total joy, be it watching Spongebob at 4 in the morning or simply talking about spatulas and hoses. We’ve had countless laughs, across places like TinierMe to Club Penguin. I will cherish our friendship forever.

Basically. I love you, Feli. Thank you for being in my life. I hope it never ends. ♡♡♡

@just-a-simple-otaku - MY AMON LOVING PARTNER IN CRIME!!! You are an absolute sweetheart. The nicest person on this site. I’m so grateful you messaged me on my main account, I truly am. And you’re so gifted. Your writing, your art, everything. Also screaming about Amon and your OC gives me life? They’re adorable? Even if it’s hurting me? Why is this happening, why– And omg our ocs interactions are amazing too. I want to draw them sassing each other. 

But honestly, ilu so much? This friendship has been such a blast so far, here’s praying we continue to meme it up for a long, long time. ( Yee! ) ♡♡

… I need to put these all under read more I’m so sorry. 

Keep reading

The Frerard Theories: .she’s the prettiest girl at the party and she can prove it with a solid right hook.

Disclaimer:I’m not saying that this is the truth as for only Gerard and Frank know whatthe truth was. This is just a 20 year old girl who gets bored enough sometimes to analyze lyrics, and let me tell you, as an English Literature student I’m pretty damn good at it. If you don’t like frerard, don’t continue reading. I don’t want to change your mind, I don’t want for you to try and change mine. If you want to discuss something in a civilized way, feel free to contact me but otherwise I’m not interested. Also, note that I won’t ever, ever in my whole life go harassing these two men with frerard stuff because they have expressed they don’t like it and it’s disrespectful to not comply with what they want.

.she’s the prettiest girl at the party and she can prove it with a solid right hook.

i got my bags all packed and i’m ready to go. i’m standing outside of your figurative door. and i’m ready for the flight or to fall of a cliff, but if it’s alright with you i’d rather not miss out on us. cause your face is all i need to stay sane. i’ve spent my life getting in my own way. so i could use something good, i really need this to work out. of course the way things have been going it might be smarter to just cash out. but you’re on my mind, and the things that you say hurt me most of the time. but i’m sinking fast so it’s alright. i’ve tied my stomach in knots and I’m ready to know. i’ll put it on the line if you’d just give it a go. cause i wanna be the only one to hold you so close and so tight. and if it’s cool with you, i’d really love to spend the night. you said you never wanna be saved, well, that’s ok because i really wouldn’t know how. just know that the best that i’ll ever be is whatever you make me and wherever you are…you’re on my mind, and the things that you say hurt me most of the time. but i’m on your side, cause i know i’m not easy to deal with sometimes. but i’m sinking fast, so it’s alright. all we wanted was what we were, and what we were was young and naive. i found my place in this world, it’s in your wake. you’re on my mind, and the things that you say hurt me most of the time. but i’m on your side, because i know i’m not easy to deal with sometimes. but once in a while, i wish you would tell me if you even care. because i’m sinking fast, and i need you…i need you to know that i’m alright.

First of all, i’d like to say this song is beautiful. One of my favourites of .stomachaches. and yes, i do think it talks about Gerard, and I’ll be also talking about the video because I found some interesting things there too.

This song is about a break up. It’s about Frank not being ready to move on. i got my bags all packed and i’m ready to go. i’m standing outside of your figurative door. This is basically Frank saying “you’re throwing me out again.” He’s standing on a figurative door because Gerard was never clear to him, that’s why it’s not a literal door. Also, I think he’s telling us to not take this literally, to search for a ‘’figurative’’ meaning. Standing on someone’s door is also a way of saying that he’s out there, waiting for him.

and i’m ready for the flight or to fall of a cliff ‘’and I’m ready to move on (the flight) or rather fall off a cliff.’’ He’s saying that all of this makes him feel bad, that he’s trying so hard to move on but he feels like falling because it hurts. Because he can’t be with Gerard, and he loves him. He doesn’t want things to end. This was written when they started interacting a bit again after the band’s break up, mind this.

but if it’s alright with you i’d rather not miss out on us. ‘’but please, if you just gave me another chance, I’d be there. No matter what.’’ They are talking a little again, and this is giving frank hopes. He’s trying to be there, to get back together, no matter what. Because when you love someone, you give them all the chances in the world. They can treat you badly, they can hurt you. But you still want to not miss out on them.

cause your face is all i need to stay sane. Gerard is what keeps Frank sane. Remember back in ProjRev, when it all seemed to have ended between them? Frank was going crazy. He was so depressed it almost hurts to see his performances with LeATHERMOUTH and read his lyrics and poems. Not being with Gerard makes him be ‘’crazy’’, mentally ill, depressed. Performing with Gerard, just seeing his face, keeps him happy, because Frank lives for Gerard. We all know he didn’t want the band to be done. He didn’t see it coming, he has said that. He didn’t know about it and he didn’t like it. That’s why he got pissed at Gerard in the first place, because as always, Gerard wasn’t being clear with him. Frank misses this band, it was his life, he’s said that. I think it wasn’t just a band. It was what connected him with Gerard and now it’s done and he didn’t want this to happen. But then again, he only wants to make Gerard happy, because seeing his face is what keeps him alive.

i’ve spent my life getting in my own way. so i could use something good, i really need this to work out. To me this line is fucking interesting. I mean, if this was about Jamia, how does she fit in here? He knows that everything is going to work out between them, for fuck’s sake, they are married. Everything is okay between them, this is not about her. This is about a relationship where both of the people involved have made mistakes. Frank getting engaged with Jamia in the middle of the writing of TBP for example. We all know something bad happened in that house, because suddenly Frank was engaged and they didn’t flirt on stage anymore. Gerard reacted by getting himself engaged with someone that was stalking him. I mean, it was like he was screaming at Frank ‘’I don’t fucking need you. I don’t love you’’ (yes, I think I don’t love you was a song about G+F). They both have made mistakes, they both have gotten in their own ways. Now, he says ‘’I really need this to work out’’, basically, he really needs all this new interaction with Gerard to lead to something more, because he can’t stand the possibility of losing him. Period.

of course the way things have been going it might be smarter to just cash out. This line talks about how their relationship actually is. How Gerard always deceives him, makes him think he’s ready to take the next step just to let him fall again, that’s why it would be smarter to not to do this. They have just started talking again, and Frank is struggling with the idea that if he lets Gerard in again, it’s just going to cause him a lot of pain, but then again, he can’t simply bear the idea of being without him.

but you’re on my mind, and the things that you say hurt me most of the time. ‘’but I’m always thinking about you.’’ Of course he is. Even if this song wasn’t for Gerard (which it is) it doesn’t make any sense to try and fit Jamia here. The only person that makes sense here is Gerard. If you don’t believe this, please give me your reasons. ‘’the things that you say hurt me most of the time’’ I think this refers to Gerard not being clear about them. Gerard telling the world it was a fake, nothing but ‘’stage gay.’’ How would it make you feel if the person you’re in love with told the world that your relationship was a fake? Knowing that Gerard doesn’t want to say the truth about them must be really hard.

but i’m sinking fast so it’s alright. He’s saying that he’s going back to being depressed again, and really fast. He obviously misses him, he misses the band and he misses everything that has to do with Gerard altogether. It’s destroying me knowing that Frank is depressed about the break up. That he didn’t want it to end. I mean, I understand the reasons behind it, I understand why Gerard had to put it to an end. I understand why Mikey needed this. But Frank didn’t want this to end, because it was his connection with Gerard. Months of touring, just both of them, no wives, no kids. No real life while being on the tour, just them against the world:

Frank: We live on each other… we’re in each other’s faces.
Gerard: We sleep with each other.
Frank: Like, 24/7, yeah. I mean, that’s it. It’s us and the world.

‘’it’s just us and the world.’’ Mind this, he isn’t referring to the whole band here, Gerard isn’t referring to the whole band here. They are talking just about them, saying that when they are together, there’s nothing else in the world.

i’ve tied my stomach in knots and I’m ready to know. ‘’I’ve tried to wrap my head around the idea of not having you ever again, so just tell me.’’ That’s it. This is a song about a break up, a story that ends, but one of the people involved isn’t ready to move on, as I’ve said. Does this ring a bell? Do you know anyone who isn’t ready to move on from someone and something? Frank here is just asking Gerard to be clear for once and for all, if they are done, if this is it, he wants him to tell Frank. Even if it hurts (stomach tied in knots), even if it’s going to be difficult. Frank needs to know what is going to happen now that the band is done.

i’ll put it on the line if you’d just give it a go. As always, Frank is being extremely poetic here. Let’s give a look at the definition of ‘’put it on the line’’: to risk failure. Basically, Frank is willing to risk being hurt again if Gerard would only give this another chance. Another start. Frank wants to do this again, even if he knows it would probably involve a lot of pain, because he loves Gerard. He needs Gerard, he wants to be with him. This is Frank asking Gerard if they could get back together, maybe even as a band.

cause i wanna be the only one to hold you so close and so tight. Boom. Frank again being extremely explicit. Frank again telling us that this isn’t about Jamia. Of course he’s the only one that holds her ‘’close and tight.’’ They are fucking married. But he’s not the only one who holds Gerard that way, is he? He wants Gerard just for him, he wants this to be real. He needs to stop hiding, he needs Gerard all for himself.

and if it’s cool with you, i’d really love to spend the night. ‘’if you’d let me, I’d stay forever.’’ I think the purpose of this song is to make Gerard know that Frank is still there. That even if he’s hurt, even if he knows he would probably hurt Frank again, he’s still there for him. No matter what. But Gerard doesn’t want to break his plastic life. I mean, I know he loves LynZ. But I catch like a weird vibe from that relationship, like something’s off. It’s like Gerard feels the need to talk about her, almost praise her, just so no one suspects. Look at Frank’s relationship with Jamia for example: Frank doesn’t need to praise her at all, because he’s sure about that. He knows what Jamia is for him, and he knows she’s in love with him, and when that happens, you don’t need to constantly talk about it. Gerard, on the other hand, feels the need to tell everyone how awesome his life is, how happy he is. Usually, this happens when that isn’t true. Usually this happens when you’re not happy with your life, but if you let people know about that, it’s not going to make things easier. Questions would be asked. Gerard doesn’t want that. He’s had the opportunity to deny being into guys a thousand times, and all of them, he hasn’t been clear about it. It just seems a bit off to me.

you said you never wanna be saved, well, that’s ok because i really wouldn’t know how. This is Gerard telling Frank that he doesn’t want to be saved from the lies he’s gotten both of them into. I mean, how would the world react if Gerard said tomorrow that he was in love with Frank? Do you know how many questions that would raise? Frank couldn’t help Gerard out on this one, because they’ve tried to not to talk about this a thousand times. Gerard has hidden in his plastic life and if he told us tomorrow that he was in love with Frank, everyone would be asking questions, everyone would be judging. And Frank really doesn’t know how to help him here. UPDATE: I JUST FOUND LIKE THE ULTIMATE EVIDENCE THAT CONNECTS GERARD TO THIS SONG:

“I learned that the world doesn’t want to be saved, and it will fucking punch you in the face if you try.”-Gerard Way.

Fuck me if this song isn’t about Gerard. Like come on, too many coincidences.

just know that the best that i’ll ever be is whatever you make me and wherever you are… just know that the best of me is you. Just know that I’ll be there for you, because you make me a better person. Just know that being with you, in the same place at the same time, is what makes me the best of me. I mean. Come on. This is obviously Frank telling Gerard that he loves him, that he wants to be with him. If this isn’t a fucking declaration of love, I don’t know what is.

you’re on my mind, and the things that you say hurt me most of the time. but i’m on your side, cause i know i’m not easy to deal with sometimes. but i’m sinking fast, so it’s alright. Even if you say things that hurt me like 24/7, I kinda understand you, because I know it’s difficult to put up with me. Have you ever seen Frank on stage? He kicked Gerard in the balls once. He’s injured Bob, Mikey, I think he’s even injured Ray at some point. He’s ‘’difficult’’ to deal with, he knows it. He understands to a point why this is not easy for Gerard. He knows he has flaws, that’s why he’s ‘’on Gerard’s side.’’

all we wanted was what we were, and what we were was young and naïve. This is for me the most explicit line in this whole song. ‘’what we wanted is in the past now, we were young and didn’t have a care.’’ He wants that back. But he can’t have it because they are both ‘’grown ups’’ now. They have a family, they have broken up the band. They are doing other things. They thought the world wouldn’t notice about what was going on between them, and that’s why they were naïve. He wants that back, that innocence, those first moments of their relationship.

i found my place in this world, it’s in your wake. ‘’my place in this life is at your side.’’ He wants to see Gerard when he’s most vulnerable ‘’in his wake.’’ He wants to be with Gerard at all times, because it’s where he feels like he belongs. Being side by side with Gerard is what makes him feel alive, it’s what makes him feel happy.

you’re on my mind, and the things that you say hurt me most of the time. but i’m on your side, because i know i’m not easy to deal with sometimes. but once in a while, i wish you would tell me if you even care. because i’m sinking fast, and i need you…i need you to know that i’m alright. Again, Frank knows he’s not easy to put up with, he has flaws too and he’s made mistakes as well, that’s why he understands that Gerard says stuff that hurts him and that’s why he’s on his side. This is where shit gets real ‘’but once in a while, I wish you’d tell me if you even care’’ this excludes Jamia. Like it’s not possible to say this song is for her. It’s not possible. He knows that Jamia cares. Period. But Gerard? How can he know if Gerard cares? He’s been letting him get hurt for years now. Gerard has been making out with him just to let him go shortly after because he was scared. Gerard has been in love (still is if you ask me) with Frank just to marry another person because he didn’t want the world to know about this. If you loved someone and they didn’t show it to you, they didn’t want to go public with you, you’d wonder if they care at all. If they love you or this is just for fun. Frank needs to know this because he’s feeling depressed again. Even if Gerard doesn’t care anymore, he needs to know if he cared back in the day. Now, he repeats ‘’I need you’’ for five times (because he needs Gerard, I’ve said that earlier), and he needs him to know that he’s alright. That it’s okay, he didn’t want to break up the band, but he understands why. He wants to be with Gerard, but he understands why he can’t be with him. Still he needs him. (this seriously breaks my heart).

Other facts:

Now, since I love this song, I’ve seen all the live performances I could find on YouTube. And what was my surprise when I found one where Frank said (and I literally quote): ‘’I wrote about one of the strongest PEOPLE I know. And it’s a very true story. It’s about being a complete mess but still finding true love and hoping that it kinda saves you from yourself.’’ Fuck my life if this isn’t about Gerard. It’s very interesting how he says PEOPLE. Not Girl. Not woman. PEOPLE. Again, as he does in .where do we belong? anywhere but here. he’s making sure to not to use a specific gender. I mean, come on. Gerard is one of the strongest people Frank knows, the man was able to get sober within 14 days. Remember when Gerard was throwing up in the bushes and falling to the floor? He told Frank: I’ll get better, I promise. (it’s a very true story). 

Now comes the huge part: being a complete mess but still finding true love and hoping that kinda saves you from yourself. This, for me, has two options: Gerard being a complete mess, falling in love with Frank and hoping Frank saves him from himself (I’ll get better, I promise). It wasn’t Mikey he was promising this to. It was Frank. We all know Frank was by Gerard’s side all through his rehab. (also, this reminds me of Boy Division, when Gerard sings ‘’save me from my self-destruction’’). Too many coincidences again. The other possibility, is that he’s talking about himself and about how falling in love with Gerard, even if it hurt him, saved him when he was having stomach problems and being depressed in general back in LeATHERMOUTH. When did Frank start to get better? When he started talking again with Gerard. Of fucking course.

Now, the video. It shows a bear who falls in love with a girl, but in order to approach her, he has to shave all his hair and become human. He has to hide his true self. To me this talks about being in the closet. I mean, Gerard isn’t clear about him liking guys. Gerard hid himself to be with Frank. Just like the bear. And then, when he finally shows the girl who he really is, the girl turns out to be just like him. Frank is telling Gerard that if they stop hiding, if they stop pretending, they can be together. If they let their true selves come out, they can be together again. Just look at the video, to me that’s what means.

Pretty Girls and Posion Smiles

So I got way distracted from studying by a single, powerful image of Fem!Tim from my Wayne Girls AU braiding Fem!Damian’s hair while instructing her on how to use her femininity and weaknesses against her enemies. In other words, completely useless for nursing. So here it is, whatever this is.

“Ahem,” comes a huffy little voice to Tabitha’s right. Her face doesn’t even move as she continues typing for an extra few seconds or so just to annoy the brat. Damira has been standing there for the better part of 10 minutes, looking annoyed and put out and Tabitha has been all too happy to ignore the little princess. Beth is forced to spend the rest of the evening with her anyway.

“Rachel’s in her room getting ready for the gala tonight; now quit bothering me.” Tabitha says eventually just because it’s irritating to have Damira’s scowling face in her peripheral vision. Instead, Damira sits unhappily on the seat next to her and crosses her arms like a grumpy child. Tabitha sighs and saves what she’s working on before glaring at her younger sister. “What do you want?”

“You tied up my hair last week for patrol.” Damira begins reluctantly, unease written all over her rounded face. “It was secure and comfortable and didn’t move during the entire route. Grayson says you are the best hairstylist and I demand you do it again for the gala this evening.” Tabitha stares before quietly shutting her laptop and setting it off to the side before stretching out her fingers for the delicate art of hair styling. After all, it’s not every day Damira Wayne would stoop down to her lowly level to ask for something as personal as haircare. And Tabitha has been trying to get on with the newest Robin recently because she has completely gotten over being replaced and mocked and nearly killed. Mostly.

Keep reading

Happy Birthday Jay Park !

A video posted by 이광민 (@2gwaaaaaaam) on Apr 24, 2016 at 8:05am PDT


This is just a small birthday drabble. It’s not fluff guys. It’s just something I thought of and I hope Jay has the best birthday and for him to keep on being healthy, happy and wonderful and to continue on making amazing music and be the amazing performer and artist that he is and keep on supporting his friends and family and fans and just be an overall wholesome CEO and to make sure to remember to keep his granolas stock up. :)

You couldn’t help the small flutter at the pit of your stomach as his eyes met yours right before he blew the candles. Once the lit candles extinguish a chorus of cheers and claps were heard all around the room, and Wegun started playing the music again. You saw the lights at the sides of the room slowly brightening up bit by bit and you saw how everyone crowd around Jay. He was always crowded on. That was just how he is. You were going to move towards the bar when you felt someone tugged your wrist and you smiled turning your head back. You stomach drop slightly at the sight of Ju Kyung instead of the man you wanted.

‘You’re not going to wish him happy birthday?’ Ju Kyung asked and you just chuckled at his question.

‘He’s still going to be thirty if I wish him a bit later.’ You answered amused with the question.

‘I’m offended.’ Jay’s voice suddenly interrupted the two of you. He was behind Ju Kyung who chuckled at his CEO and his best friend’s. He likes the dynamic between the two. He likes how they were both just friends even when they love each other. He likes how they represent all the girls and boys who stayed friends despite being so close. ‘I’m only 29.’ He continued which made you rolled your eyes and pushes him away when he expanded his arms for a hug.

‘What? No birthday hugs?’ he teased. You ignored him walking towards the bar with the two man following behind you.

‘So what did you get me for my birthday?’

Keep reading

Let's set this straight for all the people who think Yuuki Yuuna's final episode was an asspull.

Okay think about this for a second. When Togo was told the truth by Sonoko, she mentioned that Shinju was the only god to side with the humans against their extermination. Why would you side with someone who is undeniably the underdog and then make it so that their lives are miserable? The answer is that you wouldn’t unless you absolutely needed to. You only do these things if they are necessary for survival, and it was. Why would the Shinju endanger itself against an overwhelmingly powerful enemy and every single other god out there? It must have seen something in the potential of the human race and did what was necessary to bring out that potential. It may have been hard on the heroes, but that’s why they have the aptitude tests. Because a real hero can take this kind of beating and still stand up for what is right. And as proof from previous generations of heroes, Shinju-sama and the Taaisha are always trying to improve the hero system. Before the battle that made Togo lose her memories and legs, Shinju implemented the Mankai and the fairy system from the battle data they gathered from Washii’s team’s fight. Shinju never meant to keep what it had taken from these girls. It had always held them as collateral for the powers they received for the purpose of gathering the data it needed to preserve it’s own life and the life of the human race. Sonoko didn’t get better til the end because they still needed her power in case of emergency and Togo never got her legs back til the end because they needed her to become a hero with Yuuna again (the hero who showed the highest aptitude of all). Give your body and receive power, have that power taken away and your body returns to you.

It’s simply the concept of equivalent exchange and people don’t see that even though they explicitly explained it in previous episodes. It’s kind of annoying that people see this as an asspull even though it’s blatantly obvious that it’s not. It was even foreshadowed well and kept consistent with the themes of the show. People seem to be just upset that they didn’t get their “grimdark” ending.

Remember guys, no part of literature is pointless no matter how insignificant it may seem at first: 

There’s probably more I can say but I’m tired of having to spell things out for people who don’t want to take a step back and think for themselves. Anyways, this was a great show and my AOTS. My final rating for it is an 8/10.

Second Chances ~pt 2~

pairing: calum x reader

word count: 1,837

requested whoop whoop

NO SMUT–that was just to get the plot rolling ;)

the VAST MAJORITY of this is a flashback (italics) to give the story behind the breakup of Y/N and calum and all that jazz

enjoy xx

part one

You had woken up in such a good mood this morning. The boys had just finished their world tour, which ended in the East Coast, and were scheduled to arrive back in LA this afternoon, and to say you were excited was an understatement.

Though they were gone for very long periods of time performing, you couldn’t be more proud of the boys. To see them grow up and live the life they dreamed of when the band started was unlike anything…and to be by Calum’s side every step of the way–it was truly indescribable. You loved that Calum was happy, and he made you happier than you ever could’ve imagined. He was everything you ever needed in life, and although there were rumors that he had some girl behind your back, he denied every one of them.

You didn’t live with him despite your 2 years of being in a relationship, purely because he was gone all the time and had never had time to fully settle down in a place of his own (with you, of course). But now, they had set aside the majority of the year to take a break and actually get a place to call home in Los Angeles, considering they hadn’t had an official place to live for the last few years of their lives. And right when Calum got home and was ready to, the two of you would look for a place of your own.

For now, though, you roomed with Y/F/N. She had been your best friend since you moved to LA, and you two have been through thick and thin together. She absolutely loved Calum, and how he made you oh so happy. She was happy that you found someone like him, although he did have her doubts from time to time. And you’d be lying if you said you didn’t as well.

Though every time you would ask him about it, he would give you the reassurance that he loved you more than anything and that he was yours and you were his. And that sense of relief and security strengthened your trust in him.

He had always been yours and you would always be his.

However, nothing lasts forever. This was proven when you woke up this morning and while making your coffee, your friend had came up to you, phone in hand.

“Y/N?” She asked cautiously, “Have you talked to Calum since last night?”

You glanced back at her, skating your head as you poured your coffee into your favorite mug. “No, he said him and the boys were going to celebrate the ending of their tour last night. Why?”

She hesitated for a moment, looking at her phone screen back into your eyes multiple times. You took it upon yourself to ask no further, rather, to look at what was on her screen. When you tilted your head to view the picture, your eyes widened and you almost dropped the coffee in your hand.

It was a selfie of some girl you had never seen before, her blonde hair draped over half of her face and she appeared to be lying in bed, the sheets pulled up to her chin. In the back of the photo, you saw Calum lying on his back–his chest fully exposed, his skin inked with the tattoos you absolutely adored. His eyes were closed in a deep slumber, his mouth hanging open.

You looked up at your friend, and she looked as scared as you did. Although, you were angry as well. “Do you think it’s real?” She asked you.

Taking a deep breath to compose yourself slightly, you put your hand to your forehead, nursing the headache that had just formed. “I don’t know, I honestly have no idea.” You looked at your friend who was biting her lip anxiously. “It could be photoshopped. I mean, I’ve seen some crazy stuff before and it’s been fake.”

You friend shrugged her shoulders. It was true–you had seen poorly photoshopped pictures of Calum with other girls, but this one looked incredibly real to you.

“It could be fake” You repeated. “You don’t think Calum would do anything like that to me, do you?”

She shoved her hands into the pocket of her hoodie. “I dunno, I’d ask him, honestly.”

Without wasting any time, you fled to your bedroom, grabbing your phone and texting Calum.

to Calum♡: hey, i know you’re busy getting packed, but theres a picture of you and some blonde in bed together going around…its fake, right?

You tapped your nails on your screen repeatedly in a nervous way, your heart racing and your breathing completely ceasing as you saw the 3 little dots pop up to see that he was typing.

from Calum♡: we need to talk when I get back. i love you, Y/N, please know that

You shut your eyes tightly as tear immediately formed, biting down on your bottom lip hard to keep yourself from crying. Without realizing it, you had dropped your phone, and you brought your hands up to hide your face as you cried into them. He didn’t need to come right tout and say it; the text said it all. And that alone broke your heart.

Your friend appeared in your doorway. “Y/N?” She asked, slowly walking over to you.

You didn’t remove your hands from your face; she walked over to embrace you as you cried into her shoulder, rubbing her hand up and down your back in attempts to soothe you. “Y/N, everything is going to be okay, alright? You don’t need that asshole to be happy, it’s his loss. He’s just a dumb jerk that didn’t realize how amazing you are.”

Shaking your head at your friend’s words, you wiped your eyes and looked at her. “You don’t understand, Y/F/N. He meant the fucking world to me, I gave him everything and this is what I get?” You asked, tears streaming down your face.

“Please don’t cry, love.” Your friend told you, pushing the hair out of your face. “You don’t need a guy to be happy.”

This is what Y/F/N kept telling you as you laid on the couch in your shared living room whilst clutching a pillow to your chest. You watched old reruns of Friends as you waited for Calum to come knocking at your door, and when he did that afternoon, it was your friend that answered, refusing to let you get up and answer it yourself.

“What do you want, asshole?”

You turned your head to see your friend standing with her hands on her hips in front of Calum, who held his head in shame. 

“I need to talk with Y/N.”

“She doesn’t want your sad excuse for cheating on her.” She bit back at him.

You spoke up. “No, Y/F/N, let him in.”

“I’m not letting this asshole–”

“Let him in goddammit!” You yelled at your friend as you sat up.

She sighed, leaving the room to go into her bedroom. Calum looked up at your from across the room as he put down his bag. You scoffed at him. “What do you think you’re doing? You aren’t staying here, that’s for sure.”

He sheepishly picked the bag up and walked over to where you were, sitting in the chair next to the couch. “Look, Y/N, what I did was–”

“Inexcusable.” You finished the sentence for him. 

“I didn’t mean to, me and the boys were just out at a party and I guess I had one too many beers, and–”

“And you thought it was okay to sleep with some slut at a club, right?” You asked harshly.

He shook his head. “Y/N, I’m telling you, it meant nothing to me.”

“How many times has this happened and I never knew about it?” He hesitated a moment, looking down at his hands in his lap. You let out another scoff. “It’s not like it’s going to change anything. Whether you fucked one girl or 20 girls behind my back, it’s not going to change the fact that you’re going to walk right out of my apartment in about 5 minutes as my ex boyfriend.”

His head shot up, his eyes glossing over. “Please, Y/N, I swear it won’t happen again.”

“How many fucking times did you cheat on me?” You asked louder, growing more irritated with him by the second.

He shrugged his shoulders. “I dunno.”


“Y/N please, just give me a second chance.” He begged.

“After you’ve cheated on me multiple fucking times?” You asked, shaking your head. “You’re pathetic. I can’t believe I ever fucking trusted you.”

“I swear they meant nothing to me. Y/N, you’re the only one I want to be with.” He said, standing up. “I don’t want any other girl I’ve slept with, because all they were to me were one night stands. You’re so fucking perfect and I’m so sorry for doing that to you, you didn’t deserve that. But please, we make each other so much happier and so much better, without you in my life I don’t know what I’d do.”

You stood up right in front of him, looking up at him towering over you. “Then you should’ve thought about that before you hopped into bed with whatever girl you could get with. Get out of my house and go enjoy your life.” Your lip quivered as you spoke the last sentence, but you turned your head and walked into your bedroom, slamming the door shut behind you.

“I need to talk to him.” You told your friend, who was wide eyed and silent the entire time you explained to her what had occurred last night. 

She couldn’t believe what you were saying. “Are you sure talking to him is the best thing to do? The last time you talked to him you hated him, Y/N.”

“I can’t just ignore him, though. I can’t pretend like this never happened because it did.” You told her.

“Are you going to give him another chance?”

You sighed, pursing your lips together. “That’s the thing. I feel like he doesn’t deserve another chance at what he’s done to me, but if you saw him this morning and heard what he was saying…I couldn’t help but feel bad for him.”

“Feel bad for him? He broke your heart, Y/N.” 

“Yeah I know, but I can’t keep holding a grudge like this. It’s been a year; I need to talk over things with him.”

She let out a tired sigh, rubbing her tired eyes since it was still early. “Maybe you should sleep on it. Y’know, think things over some.”

You nodded. “Yeah…I’ll see how I feel tomorrow.”

“If you need anything, just know I’m here for you, always.” She said, smiling at you.

You smiled back at her. “Thanks. It means a lot.”

Trapped Part 3

Summary: In a zombie apocalypse, you meet Jackson and the two of you fight for life and love.

Length: 2479

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3  Part 4

You walked through your encampment, looking around at the people. It was really small, no more than fifteen people, but you had all banded together to try to survive this apocalyptic world. Your encampment was in the forest currently, and there were always three or so people on watch for zombies. Everyone had to take turns going on watch while others slept. It worked out well that way, and you hadn’t lost anyone in a couple of weeks.

Keep reading