because idk it had been a while

TBH I think Spencer’s twin DID have a soft spot for Aria, which means her being obsessed with toby made no sense. Everything Alex did in relation to Aria, (Kidnapping Ezra - basically stopping the wedding, lying down next to her saying that they’re going to be the ‘closest’, letting Aria join the A team, keeping Aria out of trouble and danger, trying to separate Aria from her friends) It just doesn’t make sense that Alex was obsessed with TOBY. If they went with the plot line that Alex had a crush on Aria and not toby, everything Alex did in relation to Toby, would have been done to sabotage Spencer’s life (Kissing him goodbye while he was engaged to Yvonne, having sex with him etc) I feel like they should’ve done a lot more to show that Alex is obsessed with Toby, because I was watching it thinking that Alex had a thing for Aria until she was saying that Toby is in love with her and stuff. So idk I feel like there’s a lot more opportunities with Alex being obsessed with Aria. Because now that the shows finished, we’ll never know WHY Alex had a soft spot for Aria. Another question unanswered :/

while pride and prejudice (2005) was absolutely amazing and one of my favorite adaptions of the book,,,,there was one scene from the novel that i really wish would have been put into the movie because it was absolutely spectacular and its the scene where mr bennet gets a letter from mr nosy af collins about the rumor that darcy had proposed to elizabeth,,,,,so mr bennet brings elizabeth into his office and shows her the letter and is literally cracking himself up saying “lizzie can you BELIEVE people actually think that darcy of all people would propose to you??? they actually believe that the man you completely despise would have romantic feelings for you??” and meanwhile elizabeth is going along with it and laughing with him like “oh yeah papa thats ridiculous!!” but inside her head she’s just like fuck fuck fuck fuck and tbh that would have been the absolute peak of comedy right there

Watch Me Babygirl [pt.12]

Summary: Jungkook is your brother’s annoying best friend. You can’t stand him but he just can’t resist teasing you. How far will he actually go?

Warnings: language, smut (blowjob)

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jk: why couldn’t we have the same off block?

you: idk jungkook

you: now stop texting me while i’m in class i don’t wanna get in trouble

You locked your phone and slid it back underneath the binder on your desk. Jungkook was being a real pain in the ass today and you had no idea why. He’d been texting you nonstop all day. It wasn’t like you didn’t enjoy talking to him, because you did, it’s just that you didn’t want to fail your classes. You really needed to pay attention to pass them and Jungkook texting you every second wasn’t conducive to you passing them in the slightest.

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wanna one’s ideal types

yoon jisung

i feel like jisung’s ideal type is someone who is energetic and spontaneous, but reserved and mature when the situation calls for it. he has to be able to laugh a lot with his s/o, but probably also wants to relax from time to time. a healthy mix of an introverted and extroverted personality is most likely going to mingle well with his own.

ha sungwoon

considering how shy and easily flustered sungwoon can be when meeting new people, i think he’d like someone who won’t rush things and will be patient with him. however, i feel like he’d be quick to fall for someone who teasingly flirts with him and compliments from time to time. just like jisung, he’d also have to be able to laugh with (and at) his s/o a lot.

hwang minhyun

this soft fluff is one of the more mature and reserved members of the group. he’d probably like someone who’s very smart and has a good grip on their emotions, however, he’d most likely want someone he can just cuddle up to from time to time as well. with minhyun i honestly feel like he’s attracted to intelligence and elegance rather than looks or popularity.

ong seongwoo

this man right here falls for class. he’d like someone who is confident but humble and can handle his sassiness (and maybe even reciprocate). if the person he likes has some sophisticated comebacks in response to his dumb pick up lines, he’ll be a goner. his s/o would also have to help him set up his lame pranks and set some things on fire together with him or some shit

kim jaehwan

i’m not entirely sure why but i could see jaehwan easily falling for the ‘hot mess’ type of person. someone’s who’s brutally honest but fun to be around, maybe a little clumsy as well. the person he likes would have to have a unique sense of humour and be able to match with how extra he is lmao basically his ideal type is someone who makes him laugh a lot yay

kang daniel

daniel would like someone he can relax with, someone who’s his partner but his best friend at the same time. i feel like he’d be drawn to someone who has the classic kind of beauty to them, but once he’d get to know them, their personality will make him fall even harder. generosity, honesty and a laid-back attitude are what he would appreciate in a potential partner.

park woojin

woojin would need someone who’s patient and relaxed. he can be quite awkward when he’s not particularly close with someone, so he’d have to be able to take his time with getting to know the person he’s crushing on. i think he’d love it if his s/o had a thing for music or arts in general. idk why but i also feel like he might like someone who has really nice hands lmao

park jihoon

jihoon is such a soft boy, however, i don’t think he falls in love very easily. he’d probably slowly start crushing on someone he’s been friends with for a while because he can feel at ease around that person and just be himself. i don’t think jihoon particularly cares about looks, but he’d probably be attracted to someone who’s cute rather than elegant or sexy idk how else to say it rip

lee daehwi

i feel like daehwi would initially be attracted to a very humble, low-key kind of person. if they also happen to show a playful side once growing close with him, he’d be absolutely smitten. another thing he probably really likes are bright eyes and sincere smiles. like if you have a nice smile and make use of it a lot you can be sure daehwi is gonna be shook.

bae jinyoung

hfnmsfkdj where do i even start with jinyoung basically i feel like he easily crushes on people (like superficial crushes that are not actually that deep) but like if you’re pretty and you compliment him a lot he’s gonna think about you a lot tbh. he’d probably be able to really fall in love once he gets over that awkward stage with someone so it’s basically crush > best friends > lovers

lai guanlin

tbh guanlin still gives me that fresh-off-the-boat kind of feel (i can’t help it why is he like this), so i think he’d easily obsess over anyone he could speak english to and someone who’s interested in western rap or hip hop. the person he’d crush on is probably also very smart and maybe a little witty because that’s just what this boi likes god bless him

Does anyone else know this ‘autopilot’-feeling? It happens to me all the time, and not only with monotonous or repetitive tasks.

It’s not like the “usual” daydreaming/zoning out where you get distracted by a thought and slowly stop whatever you’re doing and just sit there and stare into the distance, but more like an inner change in self-awareness (idk how else to say it) because I keep doing whatever I’m doing, even complex tasks, while my mind wanders off.

For instance, I’m writing a text or answering emails and I suddenly realize that I’ve been thinking about something completely unrelated for the past two minutes but somehow managed to send two emails without consciously thinking about it? It kinda feels like someone else did it FOR me while I was busy daydreaming and although it’s not actually a bad thing, it does creep me out sometimes.

I’ve had this happen, usually with driving (highway, few cars thank goodness). It feels like dissociation.

Anyone else?


okay but Giotto grew up on the street right? i can just imagine him meeting somebody when he first made his family and he hasnt learned Etiquette yet. the other boss is like “fine we’ll duel” after there was a disagreement for a ceasefire. giotto thought they were both just gonna throwdown and beat the other’s face in not have an old west gun show down. he’s so confused when he’s told to step ten paces away and draw like “whats this rich bullshit come over here and fight me”

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I am the biggest hoe for the idea of being friends with benefits with Tom AND Harrison like-


  • wow so okay maybe the three of you had been best-friends for a long time now and the boys obviously couldn’t help but catch feelings for you
  • and surprisingly they admitted their fancies for you, very openly, while you were even hesitant at first
  • it’s nice because even though the boys obviously had fantasized over you, they were open about sharing 
  • they never were jealous when one seemed to get more attention that the other, though you always tried to make sure both of them were receiving equal affections and attention
  • idk and at some point harrison being the kinky shit he is, proposed the idea of becoming friends with benefits
  • it was crazy lmao, both you and tom were left wide-eyed at the proposal thinking what shit had been running around harrison’s thoughs
  • though eventually agreed because why the fuck not???
  • ever since then there would be times you’d be at your room and then suddenly tom would come barging in your window in the evening
  • “seriously?????”
  • “yes,” would be tom’s only answer before leaning closer to you
  • and of course would end up fucking you in your bedroom, though trying to keep yourselves hushed since your parents are just a floor away
  • and sometimes when you were the one left craving for their touch, you’d immediately be running towards the osterfield’s household
  • you’d be greeted with the blue pair of eyes and golden hair, “hey, darling.”
  • “shut up,” and you’d waste no time, saying nothing other than crashing your lips with harrison’s as both of you were in his room
  • anyways since the three of you openly were friends with benefits that obviously meant there would includes times of THREESOME!!
Baby Daddy Part 1 - Tyler Seguin series

Pairing: Tyler Seguin x Reader

Mentions: -

Word count: 1871

A/N: I mention the All Stars Game of 2015, idk why. It was easy. I have been postponing on posting this series because I wasn’t so happy about it, I even have a couple of versions of the series, maybe I will use another NHL player for the other versions. I’m sorry I haven’t been uploading, I had exams and other problems and wanted to stop writing for a while. I hope you will like the imagine! Please check out my masterlist. Feel free to request, posting will be slow because I’m starting school soon.

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Au Idea: Siren Sons

An au where Dick, Jason and Tim are taken in by the Gotham City Sirens

Harley finds Dick on his own crying after his parents death. She takes pity on him and starts doing tricks and making jokes to get him to laugh. When she learns he has no family she decides to take him home with her and keep him. (People go looking for him but they never find him. By the time Batman figures out what happened Dick’s grown very attached to Harley and won’t leave her.)  Later she introduces him to the joker. Joker of course doesn’t take kindly to him and tortures him until he’s driven mute. Harley, who’s grown very attached the boy, doesn’t take kindly to this and kicks joker’s sorry ass before leaving with Dick. 

Jason’s story starts very similar to how it starts in canon, but in this au Batman doesn’t catch him stealing his tyres. Catwoman does. She starts talking to him and teasing him, saying how she admires his guts for stealing from Batman of all people. She soon learns he’s an orphan with no family. When she learns he too came from an abusive home, like she did, she decides to take him in.

Ivy finds Tim covered in blood and crying alone among her plants. At first she’s about to chase him off but then decides against it (she has a slight soft spot for children and it looks like he’s been hurt pretty bad). After some convincing he tells her what happened. He had been following Batman and Batgirl (because Robin won’t exist until Damian comes along) when somebody (a villains henchman perhaps idk) spots him and attacks him. He manages to escape but not before getting badly cut and getting chemicals mixed into his blood stream. He didn’t realise at first but this gave him powers similar to Ivy’s. Except while Ivy doesn’t kill everyone she touches Tim does, as he finds out when his parents touch him after he comes home covered in blood. She decides to take him in cause hey Harley and Selina have brats, and she’s the only one who can touch this kid now.


Taiki is a Japanese model and Noah is a Korean model and these two are known to be dating for quite a while. 

now all seriousness aside

i’ve been following these two for quite a while

my japanese is pretty limited scratch that i can barely decipher the characters but my korean is somewhat basic so i have a close idea on what noah’s saying so hey hey hey

i have always had numerous of thoughts whenever i see taiki and noah together: 

“how did they meet” “how did they get together” “why are they so cute wtf” 

i had always have this assumption that maybe they met through friends because taiki had worked with korean models or maybe they met while they were working iDK but one thing for sure

they are hella cute together

i went to backtrack the timeline once again

taiki started posting about noah around september 2015:

[left: taiki | right: noah] and taiki’s caption was “With #koreanidol hahaha #seoul #korea #koreanboy #idol”

noah also started posting about taiki around september 2015

[left: taiki | right: noah] in fact, this post is one of noah’s earlier posts, his caption being: “With my lovely #japanesemodel”




(p/s: anyone wants to talk about how cute they are hit me up)

Zach Dempsey (requested)

Anon asked if I could write an imagine where the reader was once close to Zach before high school but they drifted apart then reader stumbles upon that one scene where they are drinking near the liquor store and she knows it’s not like him and he says it is because he misses her

Okay so idk if this was supposed to be platonic or romantic, but i was thinking it sounded more platonic than anything so… yeah AND ALSO YAY FOR MY FIRST ZACH


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At first you were okay with it, the drifting apart. You two had been fighting over petty things and losing interests in certain things you shared. You two were maturing, becoming adults. While he became a jock and went out to parties and games, you were going to college ready classes and going on blind dates your parents had set up. You got a new group of friends and so did he. It was simple. But then you started to miss him, a nostalgia that needed three years to grow it’s biggest and harshest, a need for Zach to be with you once more. Because once upon a time Zach Dempsey did not care what people thought, and once upon a time, you loved him and he loved you. You were like Ying and Yang, the symbol without a bit of each of the other’s color was Ying Yang. Not Ying and Yang. Now you were just Ying. 

So High School was hard, it had always been that way. It became even harder when your newest friend Hannah took her own life. Even harder when Clay became distant because of it. Then you needed Zach more than ever; a simple hand holding yours in reassurance, a pat on the back… even a smile. Instead it was hushed whispers, ignorance, and condolences. They didn’t realize their somber looks helped nothing – they were nothing. The worst part was you or Hannah’s parents never got a note… or a goodbye. It was just done, like one day your relationship with Zach was. Now all that existed was memories and broken hearts. Just the two. 

So you found yourself reliving both every single day. A trip to the local liquor store, a chocolate bar, and a bottle of stolen vodka–sample size of course. Every day that’s where the memories sprung that slowly led to a good day’s heartbreak. Maybe if you had still been friends with Zach things would have been different. Maybe you would not have met Hannah– maybe it wouldn’t hurt as much. But you couldn’t ever say that out loud, because Hannah was the best person you knew. So losing her in any parallel universe would have stung like a bitch. 

it was an exercise in futility. You knew that the same clerk would be there, with the same expression on his face playing the same game. You knew he would charge you the same amount for the same candy bar and give you the same cheeky grin. 

So maybe this time it was different. Maybe you just needed a little change. So instead of coming and going, you stood for a while, contemplating the decisions before you. There were so many candies, liquors, and cigarettes. So you grabbed one of each. When the bell above the door jangled you paid no mind, just grabbed your different candy bar before going to the liquor aisle. 

“Well, well, well.” You heard a voice behind you. 

You didn’t turn. You didn’t need to. That voice was the one that near everyone hated around school but would never say it. Bryce Walker, the high schooler who looked more like a soccer dad than any soccer dad ever. The forty looking one. It wasn’t the time and you weren’t in the mood, so you grabbed the handle of the fridge and yanked it open, going in to grab the bottle you wanted. 

“Rum? Bad, L/N. Never thought you were one for drinking.” Bryce asked, suddenly behind you and very, very close. You shuddered and turned to glare at him, pushing his chest roughly. 

“Fuck off, Walker. Fucking grandpa looking ass.” You stormed to the cash register before he could react, ordering the clerk to get a pack of cigarettes for you as well. “Here, I’m going to use the bathroom, hold my stuff for me.” 

The clerk nodded with boredom before handing you the black key. You stormed passed Bryce once more and he just stared at you as you passed, winking before you were out of sight. You made a face of disgust. 

As you looked in the mirror you stared at the blue rings under your eyes, the nights of countless sleep. The nights that you wished your best friend Zach was holding your hand while he slept on the floor, the nights that you texted Hannah ‘til four. And under those bags were something deeper, because yes, you missed Hannah but you had been wrecked before she had found you. Before her death you were the same. It seemed the people kept leaving you; there was something about that that was ironic to you. The day Hannah died you had gone to the movies without her, the day you lost Zach you had told him you did not care. It seemed that you were pushing people away. 

When you were done in the bathroom Bryce was gone and you sighed with relief, going back to the clerk and handing him your money. As he counted your change you looked out the glass door to see Clay Jensen riding after Tony Padilla’s car on his bike. There was another friend who had distanced himself. 

It was almost serene when you exited the store, your expression placid and your bag full of shit you were going to do the first time alone and your wallet lighter. Almost. In this part of town it was quiet or way too fucking loud, and this time it was quiet… but then it wasn’t quite. There was yelling, whooping, and booing. The three things teenage boys did on a daily for every single reason they could conjure up. This teenage yelling though – it was familiar. It was the yelling you heard at any of Liberty High’s sports games, the yelling heard in the halls, the yelling that made you so angry you could cry. The yelling of the people who had torn you apart from the thing you needed the most. 

“Standall, I cant believe it! Jensen demolished you! What the fuck!” That was Justin Foley.

“Fuck you, Justin. I’m not in the mood.” Alex Standall, someone who had broken Hannah’s heart. 

“Give me the bottle, Alex. I’ll finish it for you.” That was the voice. The voice of a person who once loved you and you still loved. The person who was the missing piece of your life as of late. Zach Dempsey. 

During your freshman year when the blow of the separation was still a raw, open wound you had cornered Zach why he was acting the way he had been – ignoring you, playing mean games with other people. He had just rolled his eyes, “People change, Y/N. Maybe you should too.”. Maybe that blow had hurt worse than the time that he had stolen your smelly markers in the sixth grade and then denied the whole thing. Maybe that’s what made you a mess. 

But he could have told you that a million times on repeat, and you still would not believe him. People can change, but they could also just simply hide who they are. Underneath that cracked asphalt of a facade is the truth bleeding out like a nice, golden sunlight. This was not the Zach Dempsey that glowed like a rich, gold coin. This was the Zach that did what his friends did because he was scared that if he did anything else something would happen. His would be replaced, he would be made fun of, or his worst fear: he would lose all of his friends and just be ignored. Old Zach would never drink in broad daylight where any cop could catch him – underage and intoxicated. 

So you rounded the corner with you plastic bag swinging and faced the group you knew was there. They were all leaning against someone’s car coolly drinking from two bottles and laughing their woes away. Zach was sitting on the hood, his black hair sticking in all directions and his eyes squinted as he chugged the rest of the malt liquor. 

“Zach.” You said loudly, standing in the middle of the alley opening. All eyes turned to you as Zach nearly choked on the liquid, his eyes going wide as he swallowed the drink carefully before looking at you. He winced before throwing the bottle to Justin. He caught it and downed the rest. 

“Oh, uh, Y/N…hi.” 

“Get in my car, Dempsey.” You sighed, pointing to your car across the street. 

The other guys whooped and hollered, yelling out things you ignored as you stood there, swinging your bag around. 

“Y/N, I don’t think-” Zach started, taking a step forward, before Bryce stopped him. 

“Go, Zach. We’ll meet you at my house.” Bryce stared you down as your eyes flickered towards him – a dark, unreadable expression on his face. 

You turned without another word and walked to your car, knowing that Zach was following obediently. You threw your things in the back seat before sitting in the drivers side, waiting patiently while Zach took his time. 

It had been so long since you had spoken to Zach, so many years, but you knew what was right to say. When he was buckled up you stuck the keys in and turned the car on. “Alright listen, Zach. I know you. Say what you want, deny it, but I know you and your family. I know that the Zach that I used to hang out with – the Zach I still see in the hallways sometimes would never do something like this. How would your sister react if you all got caught? Your mother? It’s still light out, Zach. You’re not like this… and I care about you too much to see you do this. Especially with people like Bryce.” 

You sighed after your mini rant and started to drive, not giving him much of a choice in the matter. You weren’t driving to your house or to his – you were driving to Monet’s to get his system clean. He was sitting in silence, thinking your words over. 

“Y/N…” He said, unsure of what to say. 

“And I know we drifted apart, but it doesn’t mean that I don’t miss or care about you, Zach. The loss of Hannah just made it even harder to cope without you by my side. Clay Jensen has been too out of it lately. I just need someone, and if you need someone I’ll put you before me. Because I care about you more than I care about myself.” 

You stopped at a stop light and looked to see that Zach was wiping at his eyes, before sniffling strongly and shaking his head. “Y/N, there is a reason that I was doing what I was doing. I miss you too. I only do these things to fill the hole in my heart that you vacated quite a while ago. I miss you so much, you were my best friend.” 

You turned to Zach and placed your hand over his on his thigh before squeezing it reassuringly. He gave you a teary smile as you pulled into Monet’s. 

“Can we go back to where we were? I just really need someone. Preferably you.” You asked him softly, looking away slightly. 

There was rustling before he put his arms around you. “I was really hoping you would suggest it.” 

this made me emotional

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pls gimme the thing called love

C: I don’t know why but lately I’ve been meeting a lot of negative, condescending and arrogant Africans lately. Idk wtf it’s about but I’m getting really tired of them trash talking African-Americans and talking down on our culture but also wanting to participate in it. We had to build our shit from what we had and it’s beautiful, artistic and passionate. Cool, you know what village you came from and can trace your ancestors 500+ back but don’t make AA’s feel like shit because many of us don’t know. Stop trashing talking AA and AA culture while also enjoying our culture – like music, slang, clothes, etc. Y'all look really dumb.

i wish i could draw because this morning i had what must’ve been a continuation of the obama dream but all i remember is former president barrack obama regretfully bending down and picking up sand while whispering “ i guess there’s no use..the only language beasts can speak… “ then he like idk hes like taking a hapkido sun moo kwan fighting style and with tears in his eyes hes finises “ violence “ i had no idea who my mans was fighting but i want to pretend it was like nightmare from soul calibur 2

M A N I A: January 19th

the release date for M A N I A is getting pushed back to January 19th, as i’m sure you all know.

this completely took me by surprise, even though it shouldn’t have. we had all of those jokes about the boys only having three songs ready out of ten, or pete messing with his fidget spinners in the studio, or whatever reason for not having the record ready. but i thought they’d pull through? idk i guess i trusted in them that they would be able to put the album out on time because that’s what they’ve been telling us since the beginning: M A N I A out September 15th. so i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t disappointed.

i mean, it’s not like they didn’t have quite a while. when they announced the album in april, it pained me to think about how far september was. but now september is one month away, and i’m wondering what they did with all of that time.

they even annouced a tour under the album name. so my question is: why still call it the M A N I A tour when we’re only gonna have two or three songs from the album available? how are they going to keep the tour focused around the album when the album isn’t even out?

but, i’m not making this post to complain. i’m just confused.

i support their decision 100% - i don’t want them to create three-fourths of an album in three weeks. i don’t want rushed songs that don’t have a connection with patrick, pete, joe, or andy. because that’s not fall out boy.

i want songs that had rough drafts and demos and polished-away imperfections. i want an album that took time, effort, thought, and love to create. i want music that resonates with them. and if we can’t have that within a month, so be it. because i want the M A N I A that’s been hyped for months. i want the album that pete writes his cute little poetic notes about. i want the album that the boys believe in.

so i don’t mind waiting another four months for an album that’s undoubtedly going to turn out better than they imagined.

🔮🌊january 19th, my dudes🌊🔮

I shouldn’t post a WIP but this is a WIP of some Louis-centered thing I’m working on & I couldn’t stop myself from sharing a sneak peek (this is like 15% of it??) because IDK when will I finish the whole thing & this had been sitting in my folder for a while so xD.

(btw should I let him have his facial hair or not i couldn’t decide)

You Should’ve Run Away (John Wick X Reader) {Smut}

Fandom: John Wick/John Wick: Chapter 2
Pairing: John Wick X Reader
Word Count: 1,961
WARNING: Poorly written smut! Don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with that!
Author’s Note: I’m sorry if he’s out of character, I tried to make him as in character as possible. Also, idk how long his wife has been dead but let’s pretend it’s longer than they portrayed it in the movies. I basically wrote this because I love John Wick and I was mad at how the movie ended, but I haven’t written in a while so idk if this is any good! Hope you guys like it <3
Disclaimer: I own nothing. (:

When John first started to have feelings for someone other than his wife, he felt incredibly guilty. Helen had been the love of his life and his soulmate, there was no doubt in his mind about that, and after she died, he was heartbroken.

And as hard as it was for him to come to terms with the fact that he was beginning to fall for someone that was not his wife, he knew that Helen would want him to move on and be happy with someone else.

“Hello, John.” You greeted, raising an eyebrow at him curiously. “What are you doing here?” You were a bartender at the Continental Hotel at night, and an assassin for hire by day. You had hoped you wouldn’t see John again after the last time he was here. That was briefly, when he was almost murdered in his hotel room. He had seemed to get back out after that.

He was one of the lucky ones; he had made it out of this life and he had settled down for a while. When you heard about Helen’s passing, you were devastated. Helen was a lovely woman, and John was an old friend of yours, and if anyone deserved to be happy, it was him.

“I have a marker.”

You winced. Markers were binding, and they were impossible to get out of. “Is there anything I can do?”

“Pour me another drink.” John requested, and you laughed.

Before you handed him his drink, you paused. “Seriously, John. If you need any help with anything, let me know.”

He smiled. “I will, __y/n__, thank you.”

You both knew he was lying, he was too proud to ask for help, but you let it slide. For now.

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Jealousy - Justin Bieber imagine

Request: ‘Heey! Can u do one where they hang with the squad and Justin and YN are bestfriends but they like eachother and Justin is getting jealous bc YN is talking with Khalil?❤️

Warnings: language maybe…

A/N: IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG PLEASE FORGIVE ME. also, i’ve never been to disney so idk if these rides are legit or not, aka i look ‘em up on google LOL


The whole squad and I were currently at Disneyland because who doesn’t like Disneyland? Besides that, it was the only amusement park close enough to us and we weren’t going to drive for a half hour to have fun. Everyone else was on Splash Mountain, while Justin and I sat around waiting for them to come back. We had everyone’s belongings so it looked as if we brought our kids here to have a good time. 

Within 15 mintues, the whole gang was back and we were now moving on to a new area. Justin was behind talking with his group of friends, leaving Khalil and I the odd ones out. In all honesty, I didn’t mind chilling with Khalil. He was a chill, humble down to earth guy. Would I date him if given the chance? Possibly. But my eyes were on one person and one person only. That person was Justin. 

Him and I go way back for as far as I can remember. We went to grade school together and ever since then, we’ve been inseparable. 

“Hey, want some cotton candy? It’s on me.” Khalil said. I agreed and went over with him to where the cotton candy stand was and waited for him to order it. He came back with it and I began devouring the pink cotton. “Damn, {Y/N}, you were hungry as hell!”

“That and the fact that I love cotton candy!” I replied, still eating the cotton candy. “You should try some and maybe you’ll like it.” I offered Khalil a piece in which he took a bite out of it. “Hey! I offered you a piece for a reason!”

“I bought it so I felt obliged to take a bite out of it.” He stuck his tongue out at me. I playfully shoved him away, hitting him in the arm. “Ouch! Stop assaulting me {Y/N}.”

“You’re an ass. Get away from me!” I laughed. I pushed him once more and within a blink of an eye, he grabbed my arm and swung me over his shoulders. “Khalil! Put me down! Now!” Khalil instead of putting me down, ran off somewhere, leaving Justin and the crew far behind us. 

Justin’s POV

I watched as Khalil bought {Y/N} cotton candy, something that should’ve been I doing. Khalil had no business with {Y/N}, so what the hell was he doing? Was he purposely trying to piss me off? Or was {Y/N}? Regardless, Kahlil always had a thing for challenging me. Everything was a competition with that kid and somehow, I always lost. Not this time though. I’ve been going after {Y/N} for quite some time now, I never had the balls to ask her out on a date. That’s why I figured that Disneyland would be the perfect place to ask her out. 

Just the thought of Khalil trying to sabotage my chances with {Y/N} was enough to make my blood boil. Just calm your nerves Justin, {Y/N} doesn’t even seem interested in him. This is fine, yeah, this is okay. I’ll be fine—just breathe and get a hold of myself.

“Yo JB! You good?” Ryan called to me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I nodded my head in response and caught up to where everyone else was. I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I hadn’t even noticed that everyone else had moved on. {Y/N} and Khalil were walking back towards us, acting as if nothing had happened before. 

“Pick me up like that again and I’ll kick your ass,” {Y/N} threatened Khalil. “And I’m being serious. Don’t think I’m joking.” Khalil’s plan was back firing on him, just what I wanted. 

“Hey {Y/N}, want to go on the Mad Tea Party?” I asked her, hoping she would say yes. To my luck, she said yes. Now everything was starting to fall into line. {Y/N} and I interlocked arms and waited on the line for the ride. There was a great amount of silence between us so I decided to break it. “So, how’s Khalil?”

“Annoying as per usual. I really don’t know how all your friends are annoying. Even you, you’re annoying as hell.” She replied, showing no remorse in her choice of words. Operation asking {Y/N} out was currently a no-go. 

“But I’m a good annoying, right?” I nudged her in the side.

“I guess.”

I let out a sigh of relief, maybe things weren’t looking so bad after all.

By now, it was the end of the night and before the park closes, they put on a display of fireworks. {Y/N} stood by my side while everyone kept their distance including Khalil. I turned around to see where exacty they were and Khalil mouthed to me, ‘Good luck bro!’ I smiled back at him and gave him a thumbs up. {Y/N} interlocked hands with me and rested her head on my shoulder. 

Alright Justin, you’ve been doing everything humanly right tonight. Time to pop the question. “Hey, {Y/N}. Can I, uh, ask you something?”

“Sure, what’s up?” She smiled up at me, awaiting what I had to say. 

“Okay, this isn’t scripted or anything and you’re not about to get punk’d but, we’ve been friends for as far as time could tell. And over that time, I’ve gotten to know you for the strong, sweet, funny, independent that you are today. What I’m really trying to say is, will you {Y/N} {Y/L/N} be my girlfriend?”

“Oh of course Justin! I thought you’d never ask!’ {Y/N} swung her arms around me and came in for a kiss. And as if the Disney staff were watching us, the fireworks started going off. This was a great way to end the night, after all the obstacles I faced today.

Originally posted by kdrauhl

A/N: me after finished this. Up next, Forbidden Love :)

Pain Is Best Cured by the Solace of Sleep

Request: “An imagine about Credence who struggles with falling asleep, so the reader has to calm him down with soft touches, their body heat, et cetera?”

Pairing: Credence Barebone x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

A/n: I’m back from my long break of study (finally). I still have a few exams but they’re spread out quite nicely, so I have some time to write. I’m lacking a bit of motivation because of how hard I’ve been studying, so idk if my writing will be top standard for a while, but hopefully you enjoy this one anyway! x

Tonight the soft whimpers didn’t stop. Once the clock hand surpassed the hour, you had decided to jump out of bed, not being able to ignore the constant mutterings of the boy who slept next door. It wasn’t as if you hadn’t tried aiding him before, but Credence was extremely isolated, and whenever you had attempted to get close to him it ended in black tendrils curling around his wrists. He was skilled in the art of scaring people away, but now you were too tired to be scared, the weight of sleep hanging off your bones like the wet laundry outside that hadn’t dried yet. The swirling steam off the mug wafted towards your nose as you prepared tea, its comforting scent a light infusion of lemon and chamomile. If this didn’t put him to sleep, then you would have to knock him out with a blunt pillow to the head.

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Subject 10 “Alice”

This test subject was a volunteer for a cure for her chronic but non-lifethreatening illness. The procedure involved using the DNA of another animal. While it is true she had been cured an unintended side effect had occured.

Alice who used to be a normal human girl ended up with her body transformed into some kind of strange half human/half koala amalgam. We are looking into possible malpractice because of claims the head doctor had interest in hybrid experiments. Alice herself had been left distressed with her new form, pining for her old human self.

credit to @fog-and-shore for giving me a bunch of suggestions
“Imperfections” (Jungkook x Reader)

“hey there lovely! could u write a jungkook scenario where his acne is getting really bad and he feels really insecure about it and tries to hide it as much as possible because he thinks he looks ugly?? the ending is up to you !!!”

Name: “Imperfections”

Character: Jeon Jungkook (BTS)

Genre: Sad

Word Count: 1,176

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

(i want to hug him every time i see an article about his acne. he’s in no way ugly and i hope he knows that <3)

Being an idol, or any figure in the public light for that matter, requires having a lot of eyes on you all the time. Each set of eyes is that much more capable of examining you, critiquing you and ripping you apart without even having to be in your proximity. The power of the internet. Any tiny imperfection is immediately exacerbated  into something a million times more severe. It could be something entirely natural: a weird mole or a slight bump in the nose. That public influence makes you want to scratch it off your face and make you look perfect merely for their wandering gazes. We wish it was that easy. One of these imperfections, standardized by the media, is acne. It’s a reality Jungkook was far too used to.

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