best friend knows me so well

BTS Reactions~ When you start to become colder because you like them:

Jin:

Every Friday night with Jin was a movie night, whether it was with the other members or not. 

Last Friday you realised that you’d fallen for him, unintentionally. You had tried your hardest to stay away from him this past week, as you didn’t want to slip and have anyone find out. But of course he noticed, and he was confused as to why you cancelled on this Friday. You never cancelled.

He would just not stop calling and texting you once it became clear you were ignoring him. To be honest, he was worried that he’d done something wrong, and was scared that he’d lost all chance of being with you. He liked you, but was prepared to stay friends forever with you if it meant that he got to be around you. He liked you that much.

So he decided to visit you at home. Opening the door with the spare key he knew you kept under the mat, he entered, finding you on the couch, scrolling through your phone, looking at pictures of you and him.

“Y/N? Are you okay, you’ve been avoiding me-”

“JIN! You could have told me you were coming here!”

“I did. I texted you, but you haven’t read them.” he sighed. “Tell me what I did wrong, please…”

“Jin…” You looked down at your feet. You had to tell him now, or you’d never be able to come to terms with yourself.

“Is it weird if I only just realised that I like you?” You whispered.

He was over the moon.

Suga:

Usually, you’d jump at the chance to hang out with him. So when he asked, and you refused, he was worried about you, scared that he’d hurt your feelings somehow and most of all, confused.

“Did I do something wrong? What’s up, Y/N? Tell me, please.”

“No, you didn’t do anything wrong. I’m just busy, and I have somewhere I need to be. I’ve got to leave, now.” You twisted yourself around, and left for home. Your heart was beating so fast- you’d just lied to his face- but it was better this way.

Later that night, you were stuck indoors, eating chips out of guilt, and watching crappy TV shows. You didn’t care. All you could think about was him.

He sat in the living room of the dorm, the rest of the members doing their own thing. He couldn’t care less right now about Jungkook’s overwatch ability or Tae’s new wonderfully dumb idea or Jin’s new homemade recipe. He had you on the brain, and was itching to speak to you and get some answers.

Then you got a text. From him. You didn’t want to read it, but you did.

From: Yoongi
If you’re so busy, why is your bitmoji still at home? I checked your snapchat. Why have you been lying?

Crap.

To: Yoongi
Look, I’m sorry. You’ve not done anything wrong, trust me on that, but I think it’s better we stay away from each other for a while.

From: Yoongi
I’m not staying away from you unless you tell me why.

This was it. You had to tell him someday, and apparently today was the day.

To: Yoongi
You’re probably gonna reject me straight away, but I like you. In a non friend way. I’m confused about it myself, but I know my feelings are genuine.

The second he read that text, he whipped his coat on, and got a late night uber to your house. He was so happy he could cry. He knocked on the door, sweating.

“I feel the same way.”

J-Hope:

You weren’t your usual cheerful self. You were no longer laughing at him when he did something stupid. You didn’t want to come to the studio to watch him dance. You weren’t you.

He was worried for you. He kept trying and trying to cheer you up, but to no avail. He started seeing less of you, day by day, and knew that there was something you weren’t telling him. His mind went to the worst- and he couldn’t stand it any longer. He needed things to be normal between you both again, he needed to see you smiling and he needed to get some answers about your strange behaviour.

He decided to ask your best friend, to see whether she knew anything.

“Well, she hasn’t told me anything directly, but I can tell exactly what’s wrong with her.” she whispered to Hobi, as Jimin and Kookie were around.

“What? I need to know, please.” He whispered back, begging to find out so he cheer you up.

“Well, don’t say you got this info from me, but she likes someone, and has only just realised that she likes them and is in denial, out of fear of rejection.”

His heart sunk. He’d always liked you, from the second he met you. He’d fallen for you and couldn’t get up, but he liked it this way. But before he even had a chance to confess, someone else had stolen your heart?

B/F/N watched as Hobi’s face crumbled, and giggled a little.

“That someone is you, idiot.” She laughed.

His face lit straight back up again, and his sunshine personality was brighter than ever before. He couldn’t believe this.

“I’m gonna go find her!” He yelled, before running out of the studio.

“You go do that!” your best friend yelled back, laughing. She found it the cutest thing ever, as she’d been shipping it since day one. 

Jimin and Kookie looked at B/F/N, confused.

“What was that all about?”

Rapmon:

You’d been avoiding him any chance you had. He’d noticed, obviously.

You were out on your morning walk, with your dog. You took the same path every morning. Namjoon took this opportunity to talk with you.

“Hey!”

You jumped, back, your dog barking wildly. “What the hell Namjoon?! You scared me.”

“Sorry. Anyways I wanna talk with you.” he smiled.

“About what exactly? I don’t believe we have anything to talk about.” You scoffed, walking faster. But he kept following you, catching up with your steps.

“That’s exactly my problem. Why do you keep avoiding me recently?” He grabbed your shoulders lightly, halting you in your tracks. “I’d like to know.”

His heart was racing. This always happened whenever he talked to you- he couldnt help his attraction to you, and he loved every last detail of you. But he had convinced himself that it was never going to work out, and that he was better off not even speaking of it, as to not make things awkward between you both. He didn’t want to lose you, or feel the pain of being rejected by you.

The thing was, you couldn’t tell him. Things were far better this way, or so you thought… well, you were going to have to at some point, so why not now?

“If I tell you, will you stop bugging me for the rest of my dog walk?” You asked.

“I promise.”

“You better not break this promise, like you break everything else-”

“I won’t. You can trust me on this.”

You hesitated a little. But it was now, or never. 

“I’ve liked you for some time now. I like you, Kim Namjoon.”

“HEY Y/N, COME BACK PLEASE DON’T WALK AWAY- I LIKE YOU TOO!”

Jimin:

You were sitting backstage at an award show, helping the staff out as they prepared the idols to go on camera. To be honest, you had wanted to cancel, but all of bangtan had invited you and you couldn’t just let them all down, just because of a stupid little crush. On Park Jimin.

“Hey! It’s Y/N!” Tae ran up to you, attacking you with hugs.

“tOo tiGht TAE!” You said, waving at all the other members. Jimin just gave you a look, and you sighed a little. Little did you know, he was worried he’d done something to upset you, and wanted to apologise, but he didn’t know how.

“Oh yeah, sorry!” Tae jumped off of you, and you went back to the costume rack to help carry some accessories.

Once you’d finished all your mini errands, you found yourself wandering down the dressing room hall.

“Wow, there’s really a lot of idols here tonight~” You whispered to yourself, before stumbling back around a corner.

You heard Kookie, Tae and Jin teasing each other. They were obviously being filmed for a Bangtan Bomb, so you didn’t wanna get in their way.

“Everyone’s in a good mood!” Jin giggled.

“Everyone except Jimin hyung~ He’s salty because the girl he likes is here, helping out with the staff and is ignoring him.” Kookie said, and Tae slapped him on the shoulder.

“Idiot! Now the clip has to be edited.”

You stood there, as they wandered out of sight. The girl he likes? You were the only girl aside from his stylist that he knew here- wait a second.

He likes you. Jimin likes you.

You had to find him, fast.

“Bangtan Sonyeondan onstage in two minutes!” Someone yelled.

You ran faster, holding your dress up slightly, so you wouldn’t trip up. You weaved your way through the crowd, over to the members.

“Y/N! We’re about to go onstage-” Namjoon said, before you interrupted him.

“Jimin! I’m sorry for ignoring you these past couple days. We can talk about this later but-”

“Bangtan Sonyeondan onstage now!”

You whispered into his ear before he got pushed away-

“Jimin, I like you back.”

V:

Opening the door to the busy practice room, you were shaking slightly. But you had to calm yourself before you did something dumb around him. I mean, it was reasonable considering you’d only realised yesterday about your feelings for Tae, and almost immediately after rushed out of the building and went home. Last night you ignored all his texts and calls.

He was probably wondering why, and that scared you. You didnt want to lose the friendship you had with him- and you were completely certain you’d get rejected if you confessed, so why even think about it?

“Hey guys! I’ve got a secret I wanna tell you!” You chuckled, trying to keep your mind off of him. (Not exactly an easy task, when he was literally feet away.)

“Ooooo!” yelled Hobi, “Tell us!”

“Not yet, you have to finish practicing first- you do have a stage on Saturday…”

You put down your backpack, containing the ‘secret’ - a box of the member’s favourite donuts you picked up on the way to the building. Looking up, you saw Kookie, taking a sip from his water bottle.

“I know what the secret is, ya know.” he whispered, winking at you.

“Well, what would that be?” You giggled. He couldn’t possibly know about the donuts, they were well hidd-

“HEY Y/N!” Tae shouted, jogging over to you, “You alright? I texted you-”

“Yeah, phone was dead,” You interrupted, avoiding eye contact. you could feel your face going red and didn’t want him to notice, so you turned away, leaving Tae confused. He thought he’d done something by accident to piss you off, but couldn’t figure out what. walking back into formation, he started to wonder if you were really, truly mad at him. He didn’t want that- having a crush on you, his best friend, was already so much torture.

“And that proves my theory.” Jungkook smirked, “Your secret is that you have a crush on hyung.”

“Wait, what? Oh my god.” He’d hit the nail on the head. “That wasn’t my secret, but is it really that obvious I like him?”

“Seriously, don’t hide it, you idiot. Go say something to him, the feeling is mutual, trust ya boy- wAIT you’ve got donuts in your bag, haven’t you! You lil sneak!” Kookie reached into your bag, pulling them out. “I FOUND THE DONUTS! ALSO Y/N LIKES TAE HYUNG! HE LIKES HER BACK! LETS EAT!”

You looked over at Tae, both your faces red.

“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU, JUNGKOOKIE OPPA!”

“NOT IF KILL HIM FIRST!”

Jungkook:

Being an introvert with a crush on an introvert- your best guy friend- an interesting yet painful experience. The second it clicked in your head that your sudden feelings of warmth and comfort around the man were ‘love’ feelings, you instantly went into ‘don’t speak unless spoken to’ mode, and stayed away from him as much as possible.

You did realise that it probably made it all the move obvious, but what exactly were you to do in this situation? You’d never experienced this before, and were hopeless around guys you found attractive, much like Kookie himself. Sitting in bed, wrapped in sheets with your computer screen on your tumblr dash, you sighed, staring at the screen, almost like you were expecting it to move.

Until the screen did move- your skype popped up, Kookie’s face on the screen. You scrambled to deny the call, but ended up answering. Dammit, butterfingers.

“Oppa…” You mumbled, covering your red face.

“Yah, don’t call me that~” He smiled. He was sitting at his desk, pen on paper, writing out lines over and over, trying to come with the best way to confess to you. He promised Jin he would do it today. “You were about to sleep?” 

“N-no, just on the internet,” You answered.

“You’re acting a little bit strange, red in the face and stumbling over your words- Y/N, dont tell me you have a fever- I can come over right now with some meds and stuff and help you out asap-” 

“No, its not that.” You laughed a little, at his misconceptions. “I’m just having some problems and trying to think of a way through them.”

“What kinda problems? I’m all ears.”

“Uh, guy problems…” you mumbled, going even more red. You could see him go crimson too, clearing his throat.

“Oh, um, me too actually.”

“You have guy problems? Ewwww, Jungkookieee.”

“NOnononono!” he laughed, “I have girl problems just as much as you have guy problems. For example…” He trailed off, looking at you in the eyes, “There’s this one girl that I have some kinda feelings for… but she’s not really into me, at least I don’t think so.”

Your heart sank. Who could this girl be? She was an idiot- who wouldn’t want to date the awesome Jeon Jungkook? “Why isn’t she interested? She’s dumb, haha.”

“I think she’s been avoiding me as of recently. I don’t know why-”

You then realised that he was talking about no one other than you. 

“Kookie- I don’t not like you, I like like you.” You blurted out. Then there was a pause. Oh god, what if he wasn’t talking about you?

“I really, really wish I could kiss you through the screen.” He whispered.

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Drummer! Ong Seongwoo

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Summary: college! au + brother’s best friend! au
Based off: Seongwoo’s gif & this prompt (@dailyau & @fullhomosapien)
Genre: fluff
A/N: Everyong literally witness my meltdown upon seeing the musician’s gif of Seongwoo. I was watching Master Key while typing and thanks to that, all the fics that that are coming out during my hiatus are all Ongniel 

“When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.”

  • A drummer for a College Band and plays for a lot of music festivals
  • Despite not being a ‘professional’ band, there are lines of people waiting for them to perform
  • He started learning to play drums at a very young age
  • 7 years old Seongwoo wanted to be different from his peers who were playing piano and violin, so he chose to play the drums
  • At the start, he was really bad
  • Mainly because he was a really hyper kid and just couldn’t sit still to the point where the teachers had to tame him with candy
  • As time progresses, he improved a lot
  • He started out the band with his best friend, Daniel, who plays the bass
  • They organised an audition and soon enough they had Jaehwan as the lead vocal, Minhyun for the keyboard and Sungwoon for the guitar
  • They started out by joining competitions like the ‘Battle of the Bands’ soon hit popularity because good songs + pretty cute people = instant success!
  • This equation doesn’t make any sense irl like at the people who slept at nu’est smh
  • Seongwoo loves his drum sets A LOT
  • Since it was the first thing he bought with his own money after receiving his paycheck from songs he had done demos for
  • While he plays for the band, he teaches drums to children at a nearby orphanage while juggling with his studies as a medical student
  • Has a fanclub who literally goes to watch him to perform so they admire his handsome profile while playing drums 
  • If only they can see the 4587 horrendous photos of Seongwoo he sends to his streaks on Snapchat 
  • His studies are pretty decent even when he is super busy all the time
  • Had the highest amount of votes for ‘Most likely to conquer the World’ for his college superlatives because he is literally everywhere ngl
  • Hands down won 'Most Handsome’ by a landslide 
  • He is the drummer but he gets a lot of singing lines because, for some ungodly reason, he can do both at the same time without breaking a sweat
  • hi where do I sign up to worship ong seongwoo
  • His drumsticks are really cute since it was the one he used since young so they still had those spongebob stickers he and Daniel had stuck when they were younger
  • Here’s the thing, you were Kang Daniel’s younger sister
  • You grew up seeing Seongwoo by your side since the day you came back from the hospital tbh
  • He had been there when you still had your braces and even time when you got them removed
  • Or witness your emo phase where you had those embarrassing bangs you proudly cut yourself and pretty much wore fishnet stockings along with you skull decorated converses everywhere
  • But you had been his #1 supporter from the start on his musical skills
  • Like you did listen to his playing with a serious expression and critique his performance later on
  • Daniel was done with the two of you
  • You always had a huge crush on him like whenever Daniel read you bedtime stories, you will be like 'seongwoo is my prince charming!!!!’
  • Daniel gets so flabbergasted when you see you want to marry him cause he’s like ‘no no Seongwoo is my bromate! You can’t have him!” (oneniel detected)
  • I mean have you seen him?? 7 years old Seongwoo is just as fine as he is now;;;;;;
  • Which lead to Seongwoo using that to tease you in middle school to give him your gummy bears
  • You did deny it, saying it was a silly turn but good lord, your crush grew bigger as he and your brother became more mature and started breaking hearts
  • The only thing you had against him was your height
  • Like you were the same height with him when you were 12 and he was 15
  • Whenever he goes 'Didn’t you used to like - ’ 'HI SHORTIE!’
  • It was in your family genes since Daniel was already one head taller than Seongwoo by then
  • But when you turned 13, you had moved to an all-girls boarding school as your mum had previously been an alumni and religiously believed that 'all-girls school is the best education for a young lady’.
  • You only dropped by home occasionally but you never really had the chance to see Seongwoo since he was always busy
  • Daniel did tell you that he had drums practice, theatre performance or even a football game
  • You only got updates through photos that you begged Daniel to send whenever he could
  • While you had gotten more mature and the crush on Seongwoo fizzled, you were just sort of interested in his well-being???
  • He was the like the ex you never had LOL
  • But also because you had 0 male interaction in your school so like technically the last person you ever had a crush on was still Seongwoo so you were sort of attached 
  • When you finally graduated high school and came back to your hometown to join the local college
  • You had been meeting with your few friends the last few day but Daniel wanted to introduce you to his bandmates that you had been hearing a lot of
  • You didn’t have a clue who played in it since he refused to share with you but their songs were very much to your liking
  • Especially that one voice who always sung the bridge
  • You dropped by the garage since Daniel wouldn’t be moving out until 3 months later when he graduated from university
  • Daniel greeted you with a laugh as he started showing you his member
  • Your jaw dropped when you saw the drummer fiddling with his drumsticks like he was rly CUTE,,,,,
  • Your brother introduced you to the rest of the bandmates but your eyes were pretty much set on the drummer
  • Let’s just say you had the shock of your life when you realized it was Seongwoo
  • But wow your heart literally skipped a beat when he pat your head and went all 'who’s the shorty now huh?’
  • Like it was supposed to be teasing but knowing he became taller than you just made you go ???? what is my heart doing
  • Photos really didn’t do him justice or maybe because Daniel is just bad at taking photos but Seongwoo literally looked amazing - just like before
  • Your heart accelerated when he moved in to give you a hug and whispered in your ear that he was glad to see you
  • The younger you would probably have thought he was in love with you but age can really change someone
  • Best friend’s little sister - that was all you were to him
  • College went on as usual and Seongwoo sometimes dropped by to have lunch with you since you took the same major unlike Daniel
  • You two definitely became closer as he also sort of tutored you when you needed help for your chemistry class
  • Close enough that you asked him what do you do when you were asked out by the cute guy in your physics class, Park Jihoon
  • In your mind, you were hoping that it would like one those sappy romcom where the male lead gets jealous and say something like don’t accept him and go to me instead
  • But this wasn’t a drama but reality instead
  • This time it really hit you that you needed to completely move on when Seongwoo was amused and asked you to accept him right away
  • So you did but you realized something was wrong
  • You didn’t feel anything with Jihoon
  • You did blush when he fed you but  it wasn’t like with Seongwoo where you felt your heartbeat skipping so fast and your stomach was doing summersaults
  • On the other hand, Seongwoo didn’t exactly know what the heck was going on with his feelings
  • When he saw you at the garage, no longer dressed in your brother’s hands me down and in something fitting and grey contacts on, his heart wasn’t listening to his mind
  • You were clearly his best friend’s sister so why was he reacting to you this way ???
  • He pushed it behind him, telling himself that there was definitely some sort of explanation for that
  • Maybe he just wasn’t feeling well that day or you know he just misses you,,,, 
  • As friends, that’s all, nothing more than that
  • You definetely weren’t good for his poor heart 
  • But he really didn’t know how he had become frozen in his seat and his head started spinning when you had told him your boy dilemma
  • He wanted to tell you to say no, to be with him instead yet his throat felt dry and something else had come out
  • Something a brother’s best friend should be saying instead
  • “Go for it! I will be there if you need more advice.”
  • It was a week later when Daniel had brought up the topic on you and Jihoon
  • Apparently, things were going pretty well with you two as you had already told your parents about it
  • But Seongwoo scoffs at the news, saying that you were most definitely going to get your heartbroken since jihoon was a fuckboy
  • Daniel was like, “why are you being so salty???”
  • “im nOT JUST STATING THE TRUTH.”
  • Daniel was like “yeah sure whatever you say bro” but it’s like the boys instinct or whatever, he knows that Seongwoo definitely had something on you
  • While you didn’t think you were 'in love’ with Park Jihoon, it still hurt when he had dumped you like Seongwoo had predicted
  • After all, he was your first boyfriend but Daniel was having none of it and make sure you didn’t spend your time moping around
  • He told you in order to recover from your heartbreak, you should learn a new skill and be productive
  • You thought it was pretty ridiculous but you comply since well, he was still your older brother
  • You were like 'oh i really want to learn a music instrument since young!’
  • Conveniently, Daniel has read an article 'somewhere’ that playing the drums really helps with heartbreak (can anyone sense the amount of sarcasm in this sentence)
  • Even better, Seongwoo was free to teach you in mastering the drums like wow such good timing amiright???
  • Even if Daniel placed the opportunity right in his hands, he still didn’t think it was right
  • He was extra careful around you and honestly, you made a really good student
  • You learned things really quickly and you made the effort to practice as much as you could afford to
  • But the atmosphere between you changed
  • You couldn’t get one technique so Seongwoo came over and place his arms around your back and settle his wrist on yours to guide you
  • You could hear his breathing and just the scent of his which smelled like peppermint and fresh laundry
  • You turned around and like your face is barely inches away from his
  • You noticed all the small things you had never seen before
  • Like the mole under his eyes, his sharp jawline along with his deep set of mesmerizing eyes
  • He backed off immediately and that was when you knew your answer
  • Two heartbreaks in a month wasn’t something you’d be proud of but what could you do about it?
  • Daniel didn’t know anything as he passed you tickets during dinner for the college festival his band will performing in two days
  • It will your first time seeing them live and while you wanted to be excited, you couldn’t help but think of Seongwoo
  • You had ruined a perfectly good friendship but you knew the tension you both had wasn’t going to go far,,, it had to end somewhere
  • Two days later, you were amongst the crowd but Daniel found you immediately and waved which you did the same
  • Seongwoo looked surprised at your presence as you noticed him whispering something to Daniel
  • You didn’t pay much attention but looked at the list of songs they were performing
  • Great! Your favourite song was on the list
  • The festival started and like everyone else, you immersed yourself in the music
  • When your favourite song started playing, something seemed to be calling out to you as you looked at the band
  • There was an uncomfortable thing tugging at your mind when your favourite line was coming up
  • That was when it happened
  • Seongwoo sung the lyrics of your favourite line
  • But this time, you locked gaze with him
  • It seemed like no one else was beside you as you two shared the moment of him seemingly dedicating that line to you
  • “When you love someone so much that it overflows. It’s so amazing because this is how it is.”
  • “You’re such a soft-hearted person. Every time you are silently in pain, even if I have to give my all, I want to make you smile again.”
  • As it moved on to the next person, he smiled at you and nodded
  • When it was time to see them backstage, rather than talking to Daniel, Seongwoo whisked you away to the empty waiting room
  • “When I was teaching you …. I wish I had pulled you in and do this.”
  • He leaned in and kissed you, taking your breath away
  • Soft lips pressed against yours for the first time and you leaned in
  • You moved his hands and placed it on your waist
  • You gasped when he tugs your lower lip with his teeth and you could feel him smirking
  • He continued kissing you as he picked you up by having your legs wrapped around his waist
  • Everything came to an end when there was a knock and you could hear Daniel shouting that the stage crew wanted everyone to leave in 5 minutes
  • He gently set you back on the couch and you giggled as you buried your head in his chest
  • It ended up with you having messy hair and his white buttoned up being wrinkled
  • But it didn’t matter anyways when you both laughed at each other
  • “Feelings mutual huh?”

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Signs - Sungwoon Au

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genre: fluff with smol angst but its not even angst
member: ha sungwoon
word count: 1107
requested: no
side notes: aHHHHHHHHHHHH

Originally posted by minwoons


requested by: sungwoonfairy

hey there >< can i get a scenario where reader is a highschool student and sungwoon happens to be in the same class as her! they’re also best friends where they do literally everything together (cliche but WHATEVER) but one day sungwoon realises he has feelings for the reader and isnt aware that the reader has a crush on him as well ! ending is up to you~ dont feel too pressured about it, feel free to write it in your style hehe ^^ i FREAKIN LOVE YR SCENARIOS BTW THEY MAKE ME GO ASKAKDKADKALD




  • so lets get jazzy with this scenario/request
  • lets say, you were in a world were when you first see someone, you get this feeling of affection towards them
  • even if you don’t know them
  • it’s sort of like a sign from the future
  • you’ll eventually get to know them
  • and you’ll soon see as to why your heart began to beat around that person you rarely talked too
  • this doesn’t mean that this is how you hAVE to fall in love
  • this is sort of like an addition
  • love at first sight kind of thing
  • and there was actually a special sign for this type of thing
  • it sort of looked like the infitity symbol but the circles would be hearts
  • thats a bad description im sorry
  • am trying my best
  • time lapse: you and sungwoon have been best friends forever
  • you met him by kindergarten and your first interaction with each other was you spitting milk into his face because he teased you and said your pig tails look like an actual pigs tails (childish, but like you guys were like 3 so)
  • luckily, he was in your class this year
  • sungwoon was someone you were always chill with
  • you were in fact more closer to your other friends but if you were to be partners with him, you wouldn’t complain
  • he just wouldn’t be your first choice, yaknow?
  • “sUNGWOOON” you shout as you stood up from your seat
  • he left 10 milk cartons onto your desk to tease of about the moment from the past. it was strawberry milk too (and you didnt liek strawberry melk ):< )
  • sungwoon laughed as he passed by your desk
  • “dO YOU WANT ME TO SPIT ALL OF THIS ONTO YOUR FACE?” you yelled
  • “kinky,” he teased
  • you rolled your eyes as you threw a milk carton at him
  • “oW YOU LITTLE FUCKER,”
  • “IT’S A MILK CARTON WHAT ARE YOU SAYING OW FOR????????”
  • “it may not hurt physically but it hurts mentally,” sungwoon says as he pouts, holding his arm like a little child whinning
  • “sHIT TEACHERS COMING” a student yells as he rushed to his seat
  • sungwoon dashes off
  • “wHATTHEFUCKDO I DO WITH THIS?” you aggersively whisper
  • sungwoon chuckles as you stood there blankly
  • the teacher soon came into the class as her eyes attracted instantly to your desk that was cover in strawberry milk cartons
  • “can you ex-“
  • “ask sungwoon that,” you blurted
  • the teacher sighed and rolled her eyes
  • looking at sungwoon who was holding in his laughter so hard
  • “detention for both of you afterschool,”
  • “wHAT-“
  • “and no but’s”
  • “fuck” you cursed under your breath really quietly
  • time skip woosh
  • entering the detention class, sungwoon was already there building a jenga deck out of pencils
  • “someone’s bored with their life,” you teased
  • “why do you think i spent a good $5 on 10 strawberry milk cartons?”
  • “you know i hate strawberry milk too,”
  • sungwoon chuckled as you sat in the seat in front of him
  • you opened your backpack and reached in, grabbing out a milk carton
  • “take one,” you insisted
  • sungwoon rolled his eyes and accepted
  • “rOLLING YOUR EYES? iM OldER YoUNG MaN,” you said
  • “oKAY GRaNnY” sungwoon defends
  • “gRANNY?”
  • “whAT YOU SAID YOU WERE OLDER”
  • “sILENCE” a sudden voice shouter as you jumped a bit
  • turning around was the teacher
  • you cursed under your breath and turned around to the chalkboard
  • “just stay quiet for 10 mins and i’ll let you guys out,” she murmured bitterly
  • you both sighed as you somehow managed to stay quiet
  • as you were both dismissed out of dentention, sungwoon carelessly opened your bag and got out another carton of strawberry milk
  • well 2, actually
  • “here, drink one,” he insisted
  • “nO”
  • “I SPENT MONEY ON THIS FOR YOU, DRINK IT WOMEN”
  • “ARE YOU ASSUMING MY GENDER?”
  • “DRINK IT”
  • “WHAT IF IM LACK TOAST AND TALL OR RENT?”
  • “fine then, don’t drink it,” he said bitterly in a childish tone
  • you chuckled as you took the carton and began sipping on it
  • “hey sungwoon,” you spoke
  • “do you ever think that i’ll find love?”
  • “what kind of question is that?” sungwoon replied
  • “idunno, it’s just
  • university is coming soon, and you know that i’m going to a university far away,” you said
  • sungwoon’s expression dropped a bit
  • “wELL OF COURSE YOU’LL FIND LOVE YOU IDIOT” he yelled trying to ease up the conversation
  • “YOU ARE THE MOST FUNNIEST AND MOST P-PRETTIEST GIRL I KNOW SO OF COURSE MEN WILL BE ALL OVER YOU”
  • sungwoon stood there flustered 
  • “mMMK I GOTTA GO TEACH MY DOG GERMAN BRB” he blurted as he ran off 
  • you stood there, sort of blushing
  • softly chuckling
  • eventually
  • time passed
  • you and sungwoon would walk home with each other everyday
  • and sometimes sungwoon would stutter on his words for some reason
  • but it eventually came the day where you had to move into your new dorm for university
  • “hey, y/n,” sungwoon says as he sits on the park’s bench
  • before you left, you wanted to say your goodbyes to him
  • “hm?”
  • “do you think i’ll ever fall in love?” he asks softly as he stares at the ground blankly
  • “of coURSE I WILL IDIOT,” you blurt loudly
  • sungwoon chuckles softly
  • “i mean, did you get a first love sort of thing?” you asked
  • sungwoon hesitated to answer as he shook his head
  • “well, you should,” 
  • “but what if i dont?”
  • “why won’t you?” 
  • “…”
  • “gimmie your arm,” sungwoon said
  • “waitwhat?”
  • “just gimmie it,” he says
  • you handed him your arm as he (magically) pulls out a pen from his back pocket. he rolls up your sleeve as he takes off the cap from the pen.
  • “close your eyes,” 
  • “kinky,” you teased as you did so
  • you could hear him chuckling as he draws something onto your arm
  • then rolling your sleeve down
  • “you are only allowed to see what i wrote on your arm when you get on the train,” he speaks
  • you open your eyes as you careless try to roll up your sleeve
  • “nO” sungwoon yells as he yANKS your sleeve down
  • you laughed and rolled your eyes
  • “well, i guess i have to go now,” you said as you checked the time
  • sungwoon’s expression instantly dropped as he nodded
  • “oIII someone’s depressed” you teased
  • “shaddup,”
  • you messed up his hair and smiled softly
  • “cya idiot,” you said softly
  • time skip
  • when on the train, you remembered that he drew something onto your arm and told you can look at it only when you’re on the train
  • you rolled up your sleeve
  • it was the sign
  • he liked you from the minute he saw you

but reanimation 

I mean… humans are so frigging hard to kill that if you die people will just be OH NO YOU DON’T and start pumping your heart themselves and breathing in your lungs until you do it by yourself again. most races consider someone dead when the heart stops, but not humans. not you-can’t-kill-me humans. until there’s even a teeny tiny grain of hope they fucking won’t let death have them. they know that they have a few minutes to do so, at best, and it would be simpler to just let go, but not humans.

cardiac arrest? not on my shift, buddy. respiratory failure? heck no. 

whatever happens, they will try to literally bring you back from the otherworld. 

MonCalamari: I feel very sad. Human Jessie died the other day… a cardiac arrest. She was such a good friend, I can’t even-

Human Steve: buddy, Jessie is alive and well. she’s still in medic bay of course, what with the heart problem and everything, but now she’s good!  who told you that she died? 

MonCalamari: … are you kidding me? her heart stopped, of course she is dead! 

Human Steve: she most definitely isnt, I just went to medic bay and she’s still kicking- mind you, they saved her by a hair, they tried for almost ten minutes… they almost had given up on her, but she is strong and they managed to restart the heart in time.

MonCalamari: they… they got her heart beating again? but that’s surely impossible…? 

Human Steve: go in medic bay if you don’t believe me. surely by now you should have learned that humans don’t like to die?

hello and welcome to my first studyblr post!! i’ve seen a ton of these around, but not many have all the tips i’ve learned throughout high school. i go to a private preparatory school and i’m top 5 in my class and i lead many extracurriculars. last year was the CRAZIEST year of my life, but with a certain mindset & only a few all nighters, i managed all A’s in all advanced courses. So, here are the tips i’ve learned!!

  • write stuff down!!!! i know it is the most obvious thing, but writing down anything you need to remember, whether that be homework, tests, quizzes, events, due dates, reminders…anything! checking off these things at night is so satisfying and you won’t forget anything important. when i’m in the #zone, my mind often thinks of stupid questions/thoughts. I’ll jot these questions/misc. thoughts unrelated to what i’m focusing on to come back to later and explore!! (for example, i was doing an frq for econ and i thought of doing this post, so i wrote it down in my journal.)
  • organization. there are so many masterposts out there to help you with organization. my method included binders & comp. notebooks.. that’s about it! i’m not very organized
  • get to know teachers. this is probably what helped a lot my junior year. not only is maintaining good relationships with teachers good for you, it can be beneficial to your grade as well. when you make friends with teachers you always have someone to talk/rant to & they always give you the inside gossip about teachers/other students. have coffee/lunch w them, or talk about theories from the class they teach. they give you a lot of perspectives on the course and cool ideas!
  • manage your time. again, another broad statement. but what i did every night kept me sane. my schedule every day after classes (including saturday) was: 
    • practice until 5 
    • extracurriculars until dinner (6:30-7) 
    • minimal homework until done (usually 1-2 hours)
    • study for 1+ hours if needed (8-9 pm)
    • enjoyment time (at least 30 min)

while this may not be a lot for most people, it was a lot for me and i needed time to make myself happy. school and friends make me happy, but so does alone time. putting this minimum of 30 min a day (if i don’t fall asleep before that) really helped me get through demanding courses because i had an incentive. this schedule also helped me avoid procrastination!! ALSO, I prioritized like hell. Honestly, if homework was a completion grade, I wouldn’t try at all unless i needed the practice. Same goes with classes. the ones i had high A’s in, i would sometimes sacrifice a homework grade in order to get enough sleep or study for another test. while this is not the most ethical way of doing it, it helped.

  • Avoid procrastination. procrastination is your worst enemy. I used to be so bad, but now i’m getting better. this is key. in order to beat procrastination, you have to have self discipline. simple as that. get inspired. for many of you, it’s your studyblr community, for me it was for personal pride and competition. you must execute to get the job done. it will be worth it in the end.
  • do the little things. put away the phone. put music on if it helps. stretch a little. get some water. get as content and comfortable as you can when you study.
  • SLEEP!!!! that’s all i can say. sleep sleep sleep. it’s important. i know life is busy, but make time for sleep if you can. mental illness is a bitch, and sometimes it can make falling asleep hard. i know. just try your best & that’s enough. anytime i had free time during the day, i slept. nothing is more important than sleep, and if i didn’t get at least 8 hours of sleep the night before, i tried to catch up as best as i could. your brain needs a break to refuel and you will feel refreshed the next day. 
  • Eating healthy. i rarely see this tip around (maybe i’m not searching hard enough) but i think it’s important. eating healthy is excellent for your brain function & body function. it’s hard, especially in college, to have to motivation (or money) to make your own dinner, lunch & breakfast everyday. but. it’s. worth. it. i can’t stress this enough. i feel more awake and energized at school and workouts and your body has to have these nutrients to keep functioning well. 
  • Exercise. gross i know, please don’t hurt me, but exercise goes right with eating healthy. the better you feel about yourself, the better you will do in school. simple enough. you will have more motivation, energy, and happiness with a good diet and exercise. running daily and occasionally swimming gets me though the week, and while sometimes i don’t want to workout, i always feel good in the end. find something you like doing and stick to it. try to work out 3 times a week. after every workout, i am always motivated to study
  • UNDERSTAND THE MATERIAL. it’s so obvious, but so many people just memorize. while you have to memorize any new thing you learn in the beginning, there is a time when you must apply what you memorized. you must actually think about why this term/concept is what it is based on memorized facts. you must see the whole picture and how little things relate and why they do. last year i realized this and it worked wonders. for me, if i understood the big picture, i knew the facts by heart. it dawned on me that you must train the mind to think. when going through notes, quizzes, tests, and studying i always asked myself why is this important and what it relates to. retention. is. key. understanding, and not memorizing facts will help so so much!!
  • STUDY BUDDIES. i can’t stress enough how much this helped me. coming from a boarding school, it’s easy to work on homework with friends all the time. to review for a test, my friends in the class would all meet and discuss the material. i’m an auditory learner, so this worked 10x better. what i’ve learned is that if you can teach it, you know it. when i could explain concepts to my friends, i knew i didn’t have to study that. if questions came up when i was trying to discuss my line of thinking, i revisited my notes and tried to understand why i didn’t get it. if we had study guides, we would all do the question and discuss why we got our answers after. for me, discussion is the best way to get new perspectives and ideas as well as understanding the topic better. (i also love talking so).
  • ask questions. even if its stupid. even if you’re just curious. always ask them. 
  • study environment. outside (if it wasn’t terrible weather) is where i love to study with friends. if it is snowing or raining, i go to the library or a local coffee shop. it really just depends on my mood. find an area where you feel the most productive!
being tony stark’s daughter and dating peter parker would include....

yeah i know there’s 500 of these but i dont care! also this is a universe where civil war didn’t happen and where everyone is a big happy family also this is long as fuck i am SO sorry (not really tho)

for @hollands1d 

  • you met peter on the way to a mission with the avengers 
    • #Homeschooled
  • you’re sitting next to bucky cracking jokes and he’s just staring at you
  • like no shame, full on drooling
    • “who is that?”
    • “that’s bucky. i thought you guys met.”
    • “no no no, the girl.”
    • “oh, that’s just y/n”
  • you notice him staring and introduce yourself with some ridiculous superhero name you made up on the spot
  • he totally falls for it and you just burst into laughter and he’s super confused
    • “no, honey, i don’t have powers, i just kinda kick ass. i’m tony’s daughter.”

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Well, it seems to me that the best relationships - the ones that last - are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is… suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with.

I realize Lance is one of those “glue” friends

You know the ones that tie the whole group together and get everyone talking but when they’re not there it’s more or less awkward and no one talks because you don’t know each other well enough to actually initiate a conversation with that person so you all just sit there and just…stagnate until the glue friend comes back to bring back peace and familiarity.

cute couple things — p.p.

summary : extended dating peter would include… ft. a bunch of random thoughts i had about peter being a cute soft boyfriend !!!

  • reads your favorite books and memorizes lines from them that he can sneak into conversations to make you smile :)
  • it’s v hard for him to not look at you when he’s with you he just always wants to be looking at your face
    • “it’s, like, really hard to stop staring at you”
    • “huh?”
    • “you’re so pretty i can’t stop looking wow”
  • lights up !!!! when you walk into a room even if he’s just seen you two minutes ago and you were only in the bathroom for like a second
  • kisses you all of your face whenever he can just infinite amounts of kisses pressed across your cheeks and your nose and your eyelids 
  • he doesn’t really do nicknames like he’s not a darling sort of person
  • if he’s gonna call you anything it’ll probably be babe/baby/pretty girl or something of that sort
  •  (i started the pretty girl trend on the low don’t @ me)
  • sometimes you call him bro and he gets so offended 
    • “listen,,, peter,,, bro,,,,”
    • y/NNNN i’m not bro!!!!!!”
    • “k bro”
    • “you’re the worst” 
  • his face resembles that of a disgruntled pouty kitten whenever you call him bro
  • in school he taps his cheek lightly while facing away from you until you give him a kiss there and does that periodically throughout the day until MJ throws a pencil at him
    • “peter enough she’s kissed you like fifty times in the past twenty minutes haven’t you had enough”
    • “it’s never enough”
  • hands down gives the best hugs ever!!!! sweetest, softest, warmest hugs that you never wanna leave and they leave you a blushy mess for hours
  • nerd who tells you that you’re prettier than any star in the sky
  • will fight for your honor even if it means getting punched in the nose by one of flash’s bigger friends because flash won’t take on peter himself
    • “fuck peter why would you even call flash a giant dick??? like i know he is one but why would you ever you know his friend is like some sort of mutant tree”
    • “he said your butt was nice i can’t just let that sort of comment slide babe it’s unacceptable”
  • always knows he can rant to you about science bc you actually listen!!! and you care!! and you ask questions and you make him SO HAPPy!!
  • asks for permission to do everything
    • “hey would it be cool if i held your hand right now”
    • “yes of course”
    • “oh awesome!”
  • you send him selfies and his replies vary but they’re usually along the lines of
    • “oh my gosh you’re so cute i’m coming over”
    • “i love you you angel let me kiss you tomorrow”
    • “wow i have a real liFE ethereal as the love of my life i love the world”
  • sends a goodnight/goodmorning text every day with each heart emoji he can find 
  • his entire recently used section is just different colored hearts and rainbows and sparkles because he uses emojis obnoxiously
  • he’s convinced that the worst thing in the world is having to leave you after a long day of hanging out on a saturday or something
  • will 10/10 complain for hours to may about going home because he’s not with you anymore and he’s clingy
  • you’re his best friend and he’s not afraid to scream about it
    • “my best friend is dating me!!!!!!! i’m so lucky i love them so much” 
    • “peter we know”
    • “well now you know just a little extra all right?”
  • wishes you were able to fall asleep in his arms more often but you’re still young and he’s like oh well we have forever to do that
  • you insult each other all the time basically but??? you both love it banter is everything
      • “penis parKER flash is clever tbh”
      • “you’re such a little shit i’m actually going to fight you”
      • “seriously i dare you put your fists up now”
  • if you post a selfie and he doesn’t like it right away you’ll text him seven times in a row hinting that he should go like and comment 
  • texts at four am about random conspiracy theories or weird facts that only you two would find interesting 
  • shoulders = pillows on the train/bus most of the time
  • he is such a slut for having his hair played with ngl
  • it makes him so happy n calm he could lie like that, with your fingers just raking through his hair, for hours on end
  • he’s never felt more at home than when you’re sitting with him at his kitchen table eating mushy mac and cheese that he tried to make himself because may wasn’t home to help him out as you playfully make fun of him for ruining pasta
  • listens to ed sheeran songs with you because he’s an ed lover honestly and every song makes him think of you
  • hand massages when you’re cramping up after long tests or in class essays that leave you super stressed n anxious (fuck u ruby thx for the idea that murdered me n my soft spirit)
  • knows how to settle you nerves better than anyone else and vice versa
  • puts his hands on your cheeks before he kisses you 
  • you always joke about spidey in class and no one gets what you’re saying but he does and freaks out
    • “that’s a sticky situation”
    • “y/n” 
    • “don’t worry i found that on the web
    • y/n
    • “do you think spiders are men
    • “oh my gOD”
  • he doesn’t care at all if you take one of his sweaters or all of his sweaters he just gives zero fucks you could take them all and he’d love you for it 
    • “here take this one too”
    • “peter i have too many and it’s almost april”
    • “but you’d look so cute in this one” then he pouts and you’re a goner
  • peter writes you tiny notes in class that are his weird thoughts and ramblings and feelings but you save them all and put them in a memory box
    • there was one and it said here’s a concept : you have a bright future ahead of you, and i’m there. i like that concept.
      • you did, too
  • watches every cheesy romantic movie on netflix with you not just because you want to, but because he does too and he can’t help it that’s just how it is 
  • matching ugly christmas sweaters at christmastime because peter parker is an annoying headass and refuseS to go anywhere without one during the holiday season and if he’s wearing one he’s making you match
  • super spidey strength allows him to give you piggy back rides all throughout manhattan when you guys head to the city 
  • makes you kiss him in the rain even though there’s water up your nose and your hair is matted to your forehead 
  • one text makes your heart go !!!!!!!!! because that’s your boy!!!!! and you love him so much because he’s a lovely beautiful person that deserves the world !!!!!
  • making out is rarely super fast n intense like it’s still intense but you go slowly and you can make out for hours without a c are in the world
  • makes sure his hair looks nice before he goes out on a date with you
  • tells you that he loves you and that he’s happy you’re a part of his life as often as he can manage 
  • just wants to love you unconditionally forever
  • texts you at 11:11 every night and says something cheesy as fuck like “you’re my wish tonight babe” or “11:11 is always for you” and sometimes he’ll @ you on snap and you’re like wow we’re That couple 
  • but honestly???? you don’t care that much he’s so cute
  • knows your order at every restaurant/fast food chain/coffee shop imaginable and if he happens to pass by a mcdonalds or dunkin donuts while he’s swinging around queens he tries to pick something up for you 
  • you love his eyes you could probably get lost in them they’re gorgeous
    • “peter your eyes are so lovely i hate you”
    • “aw i love you more babe you say the sweetest things to me”
  • you think his smile is the prettiest thing ever
  • and when his face scrunches up when he’s super happY???? amazing you kiss him immediately everywhere and he gets so flustered and he giggles and tries to squirm away but not really
  • cause he loves it
  • and he loveS YOU
  • i love my boyfriend goodnight to all

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Unrequited

Summary: As a teenager you’d been best friends with Sam Winchester, particularly since your mother and his father hunted together whenever they felt they needed backup. But then you’d moved country, and all interactions with the Winchesters were of the non-physical kind. So when they call on you for backup, you jump at the chance to see your best friend again, not to mention see his big brother, on who you’d had a mild crush on.
The hunt goes well, the rest of the evening, however, doesn’t exactly go your way.  
Pairing
: Alpha!DeanxOmega!Reader
Words
: 3963
Warnings
: A/B/O Dynamics. Smut.
AN: This was an Anon Request! I’m quite pleased with this one, and kinda tempted to write a sequel… let me know what you think of that idea!!!
Constructive Criticism Welcome!!!

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Your phone started ringing for the third time in a row, and you couldn’t suppress your exasperated groan as you tugged a sweatshirt over your wet hair and damp skin. Snatching it up off the scuff-marked plastic table you chanced a quick glance at the caller ID before answering.

Sam Winchester.

Of course.

“You better have a damn good reason for disturbing my day off, Winchester,” you teased, tucking the mobile between your shoulder and ear so you could return to the damp towel you’d tossed onto the bed and set about drying your hair more thoroughly. The bastard knew you were taking a day to pamper yourself, yet still decided to drive you mad with your own ringtone. How very rude of him.

On the end of the line, Sam just chuckled, and you could just picture him shaking his head slightly in amusement.

“Yeah, sorry about that,” he laughed, but you could detect genuine regret in his voice. “It’s just that I know you’re nearby, and me and Dean could use an extra pair of hands on this one. Dean will hate me when he finds out I rang… he doesn’t like thinking there are more Vamps than we can handle,” he said. A faint scraping sound in the background suggested that he’d just taken a seat, too.

As you once again dropped the towel onto your bed in favour of your hairbrush, you let out an amused titter. “Certainly sounds like Dean,” you mused, “sounds like he’s well on his way to becoming one of those stereotypical stubborn Alphas you get on TV.”

Once again, you heard the distinctive rumble of Sam laughing. That was when a thought hit you, and your face lit up in a smile so broad that your cheeks actually hurt.

“Hold up… does-does that mean I actually get to see you guys? And I mean see you, not just skype or a screen-shared movie?”

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JEALOUS - PETER PARKER

Originally posted by hardyness

Based off of the request: Hey! If you’re accepting requests, would you mind doing one where Peter thinks the reader is dating Ned or Flash or even MJ? I think it’d be hilarious and I haven’t read an imagine like it yet 😜

Requested by @yoyococo18

A/N: Peter thinks the reader and MJ are dating and gets a little jealous. Requests are still open!


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Sleep: Interrupted - Theo Raeken

Originally posted by chimeracuddles

word count: 4627
summary: y/n finds theo sleeping in his truck, and it tugs on her heartstrings in such a way that she offers him a place in her bed.
warnings: gets a lil steamy, swearing, reader was low key abandoned by her parents
a/n: an anon asked for something somewhat like this when i was already writing it so i hope you like it :)
(written in theo’s pov)


I just want sleep.  It’s really all I need, one good night’s sleep.  Just one.  But for some reason, the Beacon Hills Police Department don’t think I deserve such a luxury.

Tonight was the ninth time that I’ve been woken up by one of the deputies.  I didn’t even say anything, just shoved my keys into the ignition and drove off.  I hadn’t slept peacefully for a full night, in over a week.

And to think, every other person my age right now is excitedly looking into colleges, waiting for letters to come, buying supplies for dorms and school.  But not me.  I missed enough school that I wasn’t eligible to graduate.  I’d be stuck in this town forever.

It was almost midnight when I just decided to pull over on the side of the road, and fall asleep there.  If I got interrupted by another cop, then so be it, but it can’t even be safe for me to be driving.  I could very easily fall asleep at the wheel.

I parked my truck and crawled into the backseat, settling on the blanket back there and pulling my hood over my head.  I relaxed and was so close to passing out when I heard a knocking.

“Alright you know what” I grumbled, sitting up.  “I know I’m not allowed to do this but I’ve got nowhere to-” I froze, seeing who was on the other side of the window.  It was y/n.

“Theo?” She called quietly, her brows crinkled together in confusion and what was maybe… worry?

“y/n?” I replied, rolling down the window to speak to her more clearly.  “What are you doing out here?” I asked.

y/n was one of the three humans in the McCall pack, also including Stiles and Mason.  Surprisingly, I knew nothing about her.  While practically every other member of the pack I was very familiar with.  Mostly because of the Dread Doctors thing, but it never concerned y/n, since she was a human.  Sure, I needed to know everything I could about Stiles because he was a threat and had close ties with Scott, and when Mason turned out to be the Beast,, I did my research on him too, but not y/n.  The only thing I’d ever picked up on from her was her shyness, her intelligence, and her kindness.

“I was walking, what are doing out here?” She replied, her hands on her hips as though she were scolding me.

“Well I was sleeping” I stated, and she laughed, rolling her eyes a little.

“I gathered that much, why are you sleeping out here? In your truck?” She asked, her sarcastic tone fading and concern filling it’s place.

“Oh, uh..” I pushed my hood off and rubbed the back of my head.  “Well I- you see after… I just-”

“Do you need a place to stay?” She asked softly, her thumbnail between her teeth as she looked at me nervously.  My brows rose in surprise at her offer.

“You sure about that?” I asked, half expecting her to bust out laughing before telling me to go to hell.

“Well. if you give me a ride home, I’ll let you stay overnight” She said in a voice so sweet that I couldn’t decline her.

“Okay” I said befor I could think about the answer.  y/n smiled, and walked around the truck to get into the passenger’s seat.  I made my way up front, zipping my jacket up further as I realized it was practically open.  I couldn’t tear my eyes off of her as I turned on the truck.

Why would she offer me this? Why would she even talk to me? And how’d she even notice and recognize my truck? What was she doing out here in the first place? Walking at 11:45 at night in Beacon Hills? Did she have a death wish?

“Uh, Theo?” She spoke, jogging me from my thoughts.

“Sorry, yeah?” I asked, blinking and noticing her big y/e/c round eyes were set on mine, a blush on her cheeks.

“You gonna keep staring or are you gonna drive?” She said, her words confident, but her voice soft.  I turned away quickly, pulling back onto the road as she told me where I was driving to.

“Sorry I just… what’re you doing?” y/n rose an eyebrow at me, her lips pursed.

“Could you repeat the question?” She asked in a mocking voice that I couldn’t quite tell what she was mimicking but chuckled anyways.

“Here? What are you doing here?” I restated, casting a quick glance to her, my gaze lingering as the streetlights lit up her features in a beautiful sort of way.  I turned back to face front quickly.

“I’m here so you can give me a ride home” She said, and I gave her a bored look, making her sigh.  “I’m here because you were sleeping in your truck because you’ve got nowhere else to sleep and it’s clearly uncomfortable and no one deserves that” She told me.

“Not even me?” I asked impulsively, and instantly regretted saying it out loud.  But her head turned from where she was looking out the window, her curious eyes set on me again as she spoke.

“And why would you deserve to sleep in the back of a car?” She asked, her voice velvety.  I don’t know how, but it was, and it was a sweet sound to listen to.  But I gave her a puzzled look.

“Do you realize who you’re talking to?” I asked timidly.  “Theo Raeken? I broke up your pack? Ruined, everyone’s, lives?” When she didn’t answer after a few moments, I looked over at her, to see her smiling gently, before looking away and staring out the window.

“Not mine” She said.  “Besides, didn’t you go to hell for that?”

“Yeah but-”

“Then it seems like you’ve already suffered the consequences” She all but whispered out.  I didn’t say anything, but the rest of the ride I kept stealing glances over at her.

How had I never noticed how absolutely breathtaking she was before?


She had me park about a block away from her home, in a parking space at a small bookshop that I assumed was near her neighborhood.  We got out and I began to walk with her when she grabbed my wrist.  I instantly turned to face her, the contact shocking me a little.

“Don’t you want some of your things?” She asked me, her thumb jerking over her shoulder to point to the truck.

“It’s just one night I didn’t-”

“Well maybe, but one night of good sleep in a bed, might as well enjoy it to it’s fullest and wear pajamas” She said in that gentle voice that I couldn’t argue against.  So I just nodded and heading back to collect some clothes.  “Charge your phone too” She piped up.  “Those things always die when we-” She stopped talking when I turned to face her, freezing up upon realizing she had been standing right behind me and was now incredibly close.  “-need them most” She finished shakily, blinking a few times before shaking her head and stepping back.  I slung my backpack over my shoulder.

“That’s everything” I said, closing the car door and locking the truck again before shoving the keys into my pocket.  y/n led the way as we began walking again.

“Sorry you have to park so far, my parents are home and I don’t need them making any… assumptions” I nodded, chuckling a little.

“I’m sure you bring guys home all the time” I said sarcastically, and she turned to me, smirking with a quirked brow as she linked her hands behind her back.  “That was sarcasm” I said quickly, and she was the one to laugh this time.

“And what made you use it?” She asked.  “What makes you think I’m not constantly bringing boys from the side of the road home with me?”

“Doesn’t seem like something you’d do” I replied with a shrug.

“Oh? And you know me so well?” She said pointedly, and again, I shrugged my shoulders.

“No, but from what I’ve seen so far, doesn’t seem like you”

“And what seems like me?” I looked at her, but when I found her eyes already on mine I looked away again, hiking my bag further up on my shoulder as we continued our walk.

“A quiet book girl who got mixed up in the wrong group of friends and was forced to move on from a normal life for something far more thrilling- and not in the good way” I said.  She snorted a laugh, shaking her head.

“You know nothing about me, do you Theo Raeken?”

“Well I wouldn’t exactly call you my best friend” I replied.

“So you’re saying you have friends?” She asked, and I rolled my eyes, giving her a look that only made her smile and shake her head.

“You don’t know me either” I countered.

“Don’t I?” She said, and from her expression I could tell she knew more about me than I knew about me.  “Theo Raeken, chimera, werewolf, werecoyote, a build a bear of a supernatural creature” She said with a small laugh at her own joke.  “Your parents left you and your sister a long time ago, I know the backstory, quite tragic, made me sad to hear what the Doctors made you do” y/n frowned, an expression I didn’t like to see on her pretty face.  “Becoming something far different than Beacon Hills had seen before, the first successful chimera sometime a year and a half ago give or take” She said with a shrug.  It was like she was reciting a speech to me.  “Worth about nine million on the deadpool”

“How’d you-”

“- know that?” She finished, looking over at me, and I nodded in confirmation.  “Because I was on the list sweetheart” y/n told me, and her eyes momentarily flashed a bright green color.

“Green?” I thought aloud.  “I thought you were…”

“Human?” She asked, and I nodded again, at a loss of words for the girl walking next to me.  “Nope, I’m quite like you Raeken” She said, popping her lips a few times.  “In the sense of being something different” She looked down, and I could see her hands wringing together anxiously behind her back.

“And what are you?” I asked her quietly, not wanting to push, but my curiosity getting the better of me.

“A Bisaan” She said, her hands tightening on themselves.  A what? “A spirit really, think of it as a kitsune if that makes it easier”

“Nothing about this town is easy” I told her, making her chuckle bitterly.

“Well I’m possessed by something I barely understand and have been since I was a little girl.  So nothing’s ever been easy” She spoke in a whisper.

“You seem to hold yourself together very well for someone who finds life difficult” I commented.

“Everyone finds life difficult” She said blatantly.  “Everyone’s depressed, anxious, nervous, everyone’s thought about death, not always in a suicidal sort of way, but we’ve all wanted to die at times” I didn’t say anything, I didn’t know what to say, she was completely right.  “Haven’t you? Correct me if I’m wrong”

“I was, well I sort of was” I told her.  “But here I am, I suppose” She watched me intently for a moment.  “My days in hell were limited, but up here I feel even more so”

“You think you’re going to die soon?” I shrugged.

“Seems likely, don’t see anyone ‘round here who wants me staying here” She gave me a soft smile.

“Well I enjoy your company Theo Raeken.  Even if I was going to kill you”

“You were going to kill me?” I asked, giving her a surprised look.  She nodded simply, her smile still present.  “When? I’d ask why but everyone in the McCall pack wanted me dead-”

“Before then” She said softly.  “Junior year, I was going to”

“I wasn’t even going to Beacon Hills High then” I said, and she shook her head.

“No, but you were on the deadpool, and I needed the money” I gestured wildly around her neighborhood, of large houses and green lawns.

“You needed the money?” She giggled, her eyes lighting up with delight that I could see even in the dark.

“My parents’ wealth has nothing to do with me, none of it goes towards me” y/n said.  “No college fund, nothing.  I even do my own grocery shopping” I looked at her with astonishment.  “Before you ask why, they know about me.  Me being a supernatural that is”

“And that has to do with this how?”

“They don’t like it.  But I’m still seventeen so they can’t kick me out” She said with a shrug that made my heart lurch.  I physically felt it slow down in beating.  “You’re sad, don’t be sad” She said quickly, her brows drawn together as she looked at me.

“What? Can you read chemosignals?” She giggled again and shook her head.

“No silly I’m not a were-creature like you” y/n said.  “I see it, in your eyes”

“Seriously?”

“Well not like, poetically or anything I mean seriously, when I look at them I can see what you’re feeling” She said.  I nodded, licking over my lips, unsure of what to say to that.

“Huh” Was all I could manage.

“You’re surprised?” She asked, and I nodded at her, making her laugh again.

I wish she’d keep laughing.

“Would you have tried to act differently if you knew that?” She pondered, and I gave her a look.

“What do you mean?”

“Hide your emotions like you already try to” She stated bluntly.

“What? I don’t-”

“Liar” She stated again, cutting me off.  I didn’t speak out again.  “I already know everything you’re feeling Raeken, you couldn’t hide it from me if you tried your hardest” She turned down a sidewalk swiftly and I jogged a little to catch up with her.

“I doubt that”

“Oh really?” She smirked a little.  “Let’s see, you’re drowning in your own guilt and regret, but anybody with regular ol’ eyes can see that” She said with a wink that made my mouth go dry.  “You’re sad, the depressed kind, more so than I usually see but it makes sense from all the self pity and guilt that you’re wallowing in.  If you could get drunk, I’d take you right to the bar and buy you a drink” I smiled a little in appreciation of her offer, silently wishing I could drink.

“I don’t think Deaton likes me enough to lend me some wolfsbane to spike my own drinks” I said, and y/n shrugged.  “So I’m sad and guilty all the time, big surprise.  What a superpower you have”

“I didn’t say I was finished” She said, her small laugh returning me and reminding me that I do, in fact, have a heart.

“Then do continue”

“You like me.  Which surprised me a little, but also not I guess.  Probably because I was the first person to help you out… in a while I suppose”

When I didn’t say anything, she turned and looked at me, her eyes rounded as she cocked her head to the side.

“What?” She prompted.

“I don’t- I just met you” She giggled, shaking her head and running a hand through her hair.

“I can see your emotions remember? You adore me” She said cheekily and poked her finger to my cheek.

“Adore?”

“Mmhmm” She said, swaying back and forth cutely.  “You liiiike meeee” She sing songed, her expression turning happy and bright, making me involuntarily smile.

“Yeah well,” He rubbed the back of my head.  “I’m a stranger to you and you offered me a bed in your home”

“You weren’t a stranger to me.  I’m the stranger” y/n said, and her small hand latched around my wrist as she pulled me up a driveway.  “This is me, but you gotta go to the backyard and climb to my window, okay?” I nodded, and she want up to her front door before I could ask her anything.

So did she like me back? Is that why she mentioned it? I wasn’t sure.  I tried not to think about it as I made my way to her backyard.  I took a moment to look around, just out of general curiosity.  It definitely made her look loaded.  There was a fucking water fountain with those creepy stone angel babies that spurted the water back into the fountain.  And she got none of the money they made? I mean, her parent’s banking was none of my business, and I am in no position to be giving financial advice..

But that seemed like bullshit.

“Hey!” I jerked my head up when I heard a whisper scream, and saw y/n leaning out of her open window, giving me a perplexed look.  “You want to sleep out there when it’s gonna rain, or in here in a bed with fresh warm sheets?” I rolled my eyes, and jumped up slightly, grabbing the side of the roof and hoisting myself on it.  Then walking awkwardly over to her window.  y/n was just leaning on the sill as I approached it.  “Romeo Romeo” She said in a fake posh accent, causing me to laugh.

“Well, now I know one more thing about you” I told her as she stepped aside so I could climb inside.

“Uh huh, and what’s that?”

“That you, are a huge dork” She giggled, closing the window once I was standing in her room.

It was… bare.  In a word.

The walls were painted grey, nothing hanging on them.  There was a dresser, a bookshelf, a desk, and her bed.  But those were the only pieces of furniture in her large room, but it only made it look bigger because not much occupied it.  I felt like I could run laps in here and still break a sweat.

“What? Why are you looking around like that?” She asked, drawing me back from my thoughts.  All I could think was, you deserve better than this.  “Stop that”

“Stop what?”

“Stop pitying me” She spoke like it was venom in her mouth.

“What I’m not-”

“Emotion reader, remember?” She asked blankly, the light that had previously been in her eyes completely gone, replaced by a vacant stare.

“Sorry” Was all I could think to say.  She walked past me, shrugging her jacket off of her shoulders, and hanging it up in her closet.  I just stood awkwardly in the middle of the room while she walked around, straightening out things that were already perfectly placed.  “y/n?”

“What?” She replied quicker than I thought.

“Do you want me to go?” She looked over at me, silent as her eyes flicked between mine, and a soft smile pulled on her lips.

“No” She spoke softly.  My brows furrowed.

“What was that?”

“What was what?” She questioned, going back to her pointless organizing

“That look you gave me, what was it?” I repeated.  She shrugged her shoulders innocently.

“Nothing.  I just like reading you” My eyes narrowed as my shoulders rose.

“You like reading me?” I asked, and she nodded.

“Uh huh, your feelings are very strong” She said.  “All of them” She added, opening a notebook and flipping through it thoughtfully.

“Um, okay” Was all I said, and I looked around some more, without moving my feet.  It’d feel weird to just start walking around her room.

“Just sit down or something” She said without looking over.

“Do you read minds too?” She chuckled and shook her head, her eyes still on the paper.

“No, it’s just weird with you standing there, stop it”

“You tell me to stop a lot” I mumbled, sitting down hesitantly on the end of her bed.  She turned and looked at me, her same smile on her lips.

“Well, stop doing things that make me want to kill you”

“But you wouldn’t get the money for it anymore” I said, quirking a brow before smirking.

“No, but it’d still pay off wouldn’t it?” I didn’t say anything, just gaped at her a little.  “Though I would miss that adoring stare” My mouth opened a little further, and she giggled, walking over and closing my jaw.  “I happen to like your heart eyes Raeken.  Make me all heart flutter-y” I chuckled at her words and she took her hand away from my face, going back to her closet.

“And do you have heart eyes for me?” I asked, watching as she pulled out shorts and a long sleeved sweatshirt.  She didn’t answer me.

“I’m gonna change, can you uh, turn around?” She asked, her finger making a small twirling motion.  I nodded, going through my own bag to change as well.  “You didn’t answer”

“I didn’t” She said as I turned my back, already pulling my hoodie off and my shirt over my head.

“Are you going to?” I asked again, shuffling out of my jeans and pulling on sweatpants instead, then a tee shirt.  I turned slightly, to see she’d already been facing me.  “Were you-?”

“Why didn’t you call Scott?” y/n asked.

“What? When?”

“For a place to stay, why not call Scott? He wouldn’t even say no to Peter, so why not call him?” My mouth opened but no words came out, it took a few tries.  “You’re nervous, why?”

“Okay, first, stop reading my emotions”

“I can’t help it.  I like it too much” y/n said with a smile.  She crawled onto the bed, sitting on one side with her legs crossed in her lap and curled her hands together in the open space between her bowed legs.

“Second,” I sighed slightly, sitting across from her in a same position.  “I can’t call Scott”

“Why not?” She asked.

“What- why? y/n I can’t just ask Scott to let me stay with him, he’d probably tell Stiles and then that’s just a mess and-”

“Okay, I doubt that, but I see your problem” She said.  “You’re scared”

Scared?” I repeated like she was crazy.  “y/n, I’m not scared”

“You are.  You’re scared you won’t be accepted again” She again, for the third time that night, made my mouth fall open.  “Which is understandable, I get it, and trust me I get it more than you think I do.  But you really shouldn’t be afraid of that” y/n said.

“Okay” I said.  “Okay” She smiled, clapping her hands quietly together, and I think she eve whispered a small ‘yay’.

“You know, I’m pretty glad that I didn’t kill you last year” She said, in a tone too sweet for the words she said.

“Yeah uh, I’m glad you didn’t do that..too?” She nodded, looking down at her lap and fiddling her fingers together.  “Did you know that I was out there? Is that why you were walking so late?” I noticed the way her tongue swiped over her lips, a nervous habit.

“No, no that’s not why I just uh… I like walking”

“In the middle of the night? In Beacon Hills?” She shrugged her shoulders.

“Why not? You worried about me?”

“Well-well I’d be worried about anyone aware of what goes on in this town and still goes out in the middle of the night” I said, and she shrugged again.

“I think I could take care of myself just fine” She said , her eyes flashing to the green tint from before then going back to normal.

“Still I mean-”

“Awe, you’re worried about me.  You really like me don’t you?” She asked, and moved forward just a little bit, sitting more in the middle of the bed while I stayed put on the edge.  Her eyes were staring into mine, and I could tell that she was reading me again.  “You do” She said softly, a small but genuine smile tugging at her lips.  “But you won’t do anything about it” She leaned back again, a cocky sort of smile on her face.  

“I won’t?”

“No.  Cause I make you shy.  Which is ridiculous by the way” She continued before I could say anything.  “Because you seem like a very confident person but for some reason you aren’t with me.  Why?” She asked bluntly, but her expression was inquisitive.

“Because,” I looked down so that I didn’t have to stare at her while I spoke.  “You’re the closest thing to a friend that I have and I don’t want that to get messed up” She was quiet, and after a few moments in silence I looked up to see her gaze set on me already.  Her features as soft as they had been all night.  She moved forward again, and gently slipped her hands into mine, then leaning forward and pressing a small and gentle kiss on my cheek.  She pulled back and smiled at me.

“At this point, there’s nothing you can do to mess it up” She said, her hands squeezing mine a little.  “Right?” I nodded a little, looking away from her eyes so she wouldn’t read me.

“I guess I can’t get any worse than this” I said bitterly, but trying to lighten the thick tension in the room.  She giggled, nodding her head slightly.

“I would guess not” She said, her eyes going up to the ceiling as her lips quirked up as well.  Then it was quiet again, and I just watched her as she watched me probably reading all of my emotions that were currently snowballing into one mess of adoration for this girl in front of me.  “You know what I wish though” She said faintly.

“Hm?” Her hands rose, still intertwined with mine, making hers look so much smaller, her elbows sat on her knees, and I mimicked the position while she stared at our hands.

“I wish I could read people’s thoughts.  Not always, cause it’d get messy, but every once in awhile”

“You want to read my thoughts?” I asked amusedly.  She smiled bashfully, a blush creeping up onto her cheeks as she looked down at the sheets.

“Yeah” y/n whispered out.

“What would you want to know that you don’t already?” I asked, she looked up at me through her lashes, her blush darkening and I could smell the nervousness coming off her her, but it quickly changed, to what I recognized as confidence.  But it was a weak fragrance.

She leaned forward, releasing my hands and setting hers on the mattress, to move forward more.  And in seconds I met her halfway and pressed my lips against hers.  I could feel her melt against me, and I wrapped my arms around her small waist to pull her closer, both of us sitting up on our knees, her arms winding around my neck and I yanked her further, her chest pressed against mine and the quick action earning a soft noise from her mouth.  I chuckled, holding her tighter as her tongue traced over my lips, then snuck into my mouth.  I turned her, lifting her up while I was still set on my knees.  Her legs wrapped around my torso before I pinned her down onto her bed, never once detaching my lips from hers.

What was once a gentle and timid kiss had turned into something much, much more.

Her hands cupped around my face, pulling me back slightly and her bright eyes staring into mine, filled with delight.

“You’re gonna make me fall for you Theo Raeken” She said in a whisper.

“Well then we’d be even, wouldn’t we?”


i like this and i’ve been on a theo kick lately

theo deserves so much better

xoxo ~ jordie

Chaol: (nervous) Dorian, I need to talk to you.

Dorian: (glances at Manon) Good. I need to talk to you.

Chaol: Now…I don’t want you to be mad.

Dorian: I feel the exact same.

Chaol: Because you know you’re my best friend and my king——

Dorian: (sweating) Yes, that’s important to remember. That I’m your king. And best friend.

Chaol: So…I’m married now——

Dorian: IfuckedManon.

Chaol: I mean I know it’s a big deal and that——wait WHAT?!

Dorian: What?

Chaol: I’m gone for one summer and you let a witch into your bed?!

Dorian: (swallows thickly) Well…technically…it was her bed.

Chaol: SEMANTICS.

(This was @onceuponapeach’s idea she just let me post it!)

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~College!au Pen Pal Jungkook~ PART NINE

[part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 6] [part 7] [part 8] [part 10] [part 11] [part 12] [part 13] [part 14:END]


Jungkook stared at the last text sent by you before looking back up at (Y/F/N). Just minutes before, he was walking towards your dorm, until he bumped into (Y/F/N). She had offered a shy smile and asked to talk since she ‘finally’ found him. And boy, was he given news.

“I don’t know why she’d say that. Her pen pal is some girl she hardly speaks to on the daily. We’re best friends and knew each other way before the assignment,” (Y/F/N) scratched the back of her head, as if confused. 

“Really?” Jungkook raised an eyebrow, not convinced. 

“Believe me! I don’t know why she wouldn’t tell you that she knew I was your pen pal.”

“How do I know you’re my pen pal? How can you prove it?” Jungkook crossed his arms.

“You call ‘her’ Sarcastic Princess,” (Y/F/N) said, knowingly. Jungkook raised his eyebrows in surprise. 

“I haven’t told anyone that.”

“Well, so that proves it. I’m your pen pal,” She grinned.

Jungkook stared at the girl before him. If this happened months before he hung out with you, he’d be thrilled; a pretty girl who was funny and liked to talk to him. But now? He wasn’t as excited as he thought he’d be. The way he spoke to you about it, so passionately, as if this was his major life goal to find out who this person was. 

Now looking at (Y/F/N), he felt…underwhelmed?

“Why’d it take so long to find me?” Jungkook finally asked the question his pen pal had always avoided to answer. 

(Y/F/N) chuckled, nervously. “I guess I was nervous, you know? I know I lied and said I didn’t know (Y/N). I guess I was jealous, too. Whenever we texted, you always seemed to hang out around her.”

“Actually, when we texted, I wasn’t around (Y/N). I mean, sure, I talked about her but I never ditched you for her, if that’s what your assuming. You had no reason to be nervous.”

“You’re right. And I’m sorry. But hey, at least you know now, right?” (Y/F/N) gave a small smile. Jungkook took a long look at (Y/F/N). Why didn’t this feel right? At all? Isn’t this what he wanted? 

If this is what he wanted, why was he so disappointed? 

Shaking off the feeling of disappointment in his chest, he offered a smile. “Right.”


ASDFGHJKL well then….(y/f/n) seems…nice….Also, posting early bc yes I finally have timeeeee!

Part 10?👀👀👀 

notalotoftimeinthegraveyard  asked:

What are your favorite memories with your dads? And do you have favorite memories from working on the game?

Leighton: A lot of my happiest childhood memories were just chill days I had with my Dad. Digging up a bunch of baby clams we found in the creek behind our house and then writing a poem about them, reading Harry Potter together and doing silly voices, making dumb stop motion movies with my toys, etc. Every day with him was (is) a fun adventure no matter what we were doing. Love you, Dad!

Vernon: My Dad would always sing “When I’m Sixty-Four” by the Beatles to me when I was really young. He was in the Navy and would frequently be gone for months on end. I remember once, when he was on deployment, the song came on during a TV ad and I cried a bunch. Love that guy.

Vernon: As for the game, Leighton and I didn’t know each other super well when we started but by this point she’s one of my best friends and I’m so excited to see her progress as a creator.

Leighton:: Listen I didn’t come here to cry, you dingus. ANYWAYS DAD JOKES

married part two- h.s imagine

you can read part one here


Harry managed to escape all his friends and family trying to congratulate him. He smiled at one of his guests as he made his way out onto the patio where the reception was being held. With everything going inside, the garden was bare of any guests. Harry let out a chuckle as his eyes instantly landed on his best friend. You were sitting on a bench, staring out into the sky, a glass of wine in your hands. Harry sat next to you, his shoulder softly nudging yours. “Found you.”

You let out a small smile, “Found me.”

Harry let out a sigh as he placed out his arms on the bench. “I can’t believe I’m married, Y/N.” You let out a nod as you looked into your wine glass. Harry chuckled, “Let me tell you, I was so nervous giving my vows but when I glanced over at you, you were crying a bloody mess so they must’ve been good.”

You rolled your eyes at the irony and shrugged your shoulders as you looked at Harry. “They were beautiful, Harry. Any girl would be lucky to hear those words from you.” Harry smiled as he turned to look at the church building behind him, “Lucky for Kimberly, she’s the only one I’ll say those words to.”

“Harry’s coming back from his honeymoon today.” Niall said, interrupting you from your thoughts.

You nodded your head as you picked at the plate of food in front of you. The two of you decided to meet for lunch today. Well, Niall dragged you out to lunch today. Since the wedding, he’s made sure to check up on one of his closest friends (You’ll always be grateful for Niall’s friendship). While he was happy for Harry, he only wished Harry could be as happy as he was with you instead of Kimberly.

“Have you talked to him? Since the wedding?” Niall asked, taking a bite of his own food. You shook your head no. “He’s called a couple of times but I couldn’t bring myself to pick up the phone.”

Niall nodded his head understandingly, feeling nothing but sympathy for his friend. He reached over and placed his hand on top of yours gently. “It’ll get easier, Y/N.”


You opened the door of your apartment. Your eyes instantly went wide, “Harry.” Harry’s arms were crossed, his eyebrow raised at you. “Oh so you are alive.” He remarked as he made your way into your apartment. You closed your eyes as Harry continued, “Cause you know. You never replied to my texts or calls.”

You chuckled as you walked into the kitchen, beginning to pour one of Harry’s favorite wine for the both of you. “Wanted you to enjoy your honeymoon, that’s all.” Harry shook his head, pulling out his phone and making his way over to you. “Nonsense. You know I love hearing from you.” He placed his phone in front of you, “Take a look at all the pictures I took.”

You took a sip before you grabbed his phone. As you scrolled through the beautiful pictures Harry took from traveling around Europe, you landed on a picture of Harry and Kimberly kissing while the camera was facing them. You cleared your throat as you handed Harry his phone back, “Looks like you guys had fun.”

Harry nodded his head excitedly, “It was amazing, Y/N. Whenever you get married, you should definitely do the same thing.”

You let out a scoff mixed in with a laugh as you sat down on the couch. “I’m not planning on getting married any time soon.”

Harry placed himself on the spot directly next to yours. “Why not?”

You shrugged your shoulders as you stared at the wall. “My heart is a little sensitive at the moment.”

Harry sat a little straighter, “Are you seeing anyone?” You were about to answer before Harry interrupted, “Is it Niall?”

“No-”

“Don’t think I didn’t notice how close you guys were at the wedding.”

“We’re-”

“That would be so cool if you guys were to get married someday. Do you think Niall would ask me to be the best man?”

“Harry!” You yelled, hitting his chest. Harry smiled. “Sorry, love. I got a bit excited.”

You let out a chuckle, “Niall and I aren’t dating. He was just keeping me company.” Harry let out a little pout, “That’s a shame. I reckon you and him would be perfect together.”

Your eyes shifted to the floor, “I don’t think so.” I thought you and me would be perfect together.

Harry patted his hands against his thighs, “Well, I didn’t come here just to scowl at you for not answering my calls.” Harry gave you a pointed look. “Kimberly and I wanted to take you out to dinner tonight.”

You raised your eyebrow, “Kimberly wants me at dinner?” You never got the best vibe from Kimberly but you could never tell Harry that. It would break his heart knowing his best friend didn’t approve of someone he was potentially going to spend the rest of his life with. So, you bit your tongue and said Kimberly was great.

“Of course she does. She loves you,” Harry said. You settled more into the couch. “I don’t know, Harry.”

“Come on, Y/N! I want to proper catch up with you.” Harry whined as he grabbed your hands. You sighed as a smile fought its way onto your face. “Fine.”


To say dinner was awkward was an understatement. You were trying to enjoy Harry’s stories about traveling to all the different cities him and Kimberly went to on the honeymoon, but you felt as though Kimberly was throwing daggers at you. You felt like everything you said, Kimberly would throw some sly remark. You mentioned how you wish you saw the Eiffel Tower in real life, she would say how much fun her and Harry had. You asked Harry if he had a chance to check out the restaurant in Barcelona you guys saw on food network, she said her and Harry had an amazing time at the restaurant. It seemed like she made sure you knew they were together.

“I’m going to use the loo really quickly,” Harry excused himself. You mentally cursed him out in your head. You cleared your throat as you looked at Kimberly, “So. What city was your favorite on the honeymoon?”

Kimberly cleared her throat and pushed her plate away from her. “Y/N. I don’t want to come off as mean or cruel.”

You raised your eyebrow at her, beckoning for her to go on.

“I know that you have feelings for Harry.” She raised her hand in front of you. “This ring means that all the girls he knew, all the girls he encountered, he chose me. That means he chose me over you.”


IM SO SORRY I MADE YOU GUYS WAIT SO LONG FOR A PART TWO. ive had the biggest brain fart. this story took so many attempts and i pictured it going in so many directions. i’m not really proud with how this turned out. i can promise you though there’ll be a part 3 cause this is going to be a mini series! maybe. if you guys liked this lol let me know what you guys think!

btw those messages doesn’t even show you how much requests i got to write a part 2!

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after midnight

“You’re my best friend.”

Part I / Part II
Pairing: Shawn Mendes x female character
Rating: Mature
Words: 3126

A/N: This is loosely based on some lines in Blink-182’s song After Midnight, and you should listen to it bc it’s a great tune. I started this ages ago and forgot about it and when I found it I loved it. I also snuck in requests - 3 from this and 79 and 148 from this. I hope you like it ^^


His hands are under her thighs, keeping her close, and her chest is pushed against him, her arms around his neck. Shawn walks lazily through the dark, moving carefully so as to not let her fall.

“You know, I wouldn’t do this if you weren’t my best friend,” Shawn slurs.

“I know,” she grins and turns her head on his shoulder to place a messy kiss on his cheek.

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this,” Shawn sighs, pushing up on his toes with force so that she moves higher up on his back, then stalks on slowly along the trail.

“You wouldn’t have had to. This is your fault by the way, you had it coming,” she accuses.

“How is it my fault?” His head snaps to the side and he stumbles, almost falling, but his hand takes hold of a low branch just in time.

“Well, you decided it was a good idea to take a shortcut through the woods while we’re both drunk this late at night and I’m wearing heels that are higher than Wendy was when we left, so it’s only fair you help me out by not letting me trip and die.”

Shawn laughs at her dramatic wording of the situation. “But you had fun though, didn’t you?”

“Loved it! Birthday girl is as alive as the night. You used to have a crush on her, right? Didn’t you get her number before? You never told me how that went.”

“We did talk, but we just stayed friends because she’s been with her girlfriend for years,” Shawn says, chuckling.

“Oh, that explains it. Girls are either blind or gay if they pass on you, because you’re a catch and you’re hot. I think you’re like, really hot.”

Shawn stops walking and turns his head to look at her. This isn’t something she would have said had she not been drinking earlier. He likes to think that their friendship is strong because of the way it has so many sides; they crack jokes at each other’s expense, and they bicker like an old married couple, but they also understand each other like one would their soulmate. They can read one another with a single glance, and they’re always there when the other needs them. They casually tell each other ‘love ya’ when they hang up the phone or when they text goodnight, but platonic is the word he would use to describe them. They’ve even given each other pep talks in order to boost their egos in preparation for first dates. This however, is nothing like that platonic love. These are uninhibited words, an honest thought, because she would never admit to finding him attractive like this.  

As if she’s realised what she just said, she clears her throat and brings her hands to his shoulders and loosens the grip of her thighs around him. “I think I can walk now.”

Shawn bends his knees to let her down and he realises that she must have been lying because she steadies herself on every other tree that they pass. They walk the rest of the trail in silence, which isn’t unusual for them when they’re alone together; they can spend hours sitting next to each other without speaking while he plays video games and she reads a book with her legs across his thighs. But this stillness is a shy lack of words that are replaced by the buzzing of bugs and an owl hooting somewhere among the trees.

A while later, they arrive at the edge of the forest and then they stagger through a suburb he’s not sure he recognises, but the houses look similar to the ones in his area so they keep going until he feels dizzy, the last of the consumed alcohol getting to him. They sit down on the sidewalk in front of somebody’s garage for a while as she rubs his shoulders and back as he fights the nausea.

“I swear, if you throw up…”

“It would be pretty embarrassing for me to puke on Craig’s driveway,” Shawn says.

“That’s his house?” She turns to the garden and recognises the place. “Then by all means, go right ahead. He was such a dick after the breakup. He deserves some vomit on his lawn.”

“Nope,” Shawn replies, slowly standing up. “I think I’m good now.” He starts to walk and she drunkenly waddles behind him.

They’ve gotten themselves deeper in the area when their roles flip, and she’s the drunker one as Shawn starts to sober up, and she seems to have gained a sudden adrenaline rush.

“Did you have one of the brownies?” Shawn asks.

“No, but I was there when they were smoking,” she giggles with a grin on her face.

“You are so high,” he teases.

“Who cares?! Carpe noctem!” she yells into the night, then turns and starts to walk in reverse.

“What does that mean?” Shawn laughs, affected by her contagious bliss.

“It’s like carpe diem, except, you know, night,” she smirks at him and shrugs, then turns around to skip ahead.

“Let’s carpe this frickin’ noctem!”

She looks so alive in that moment, with a big smile plastered on her face and her arms spread out as she runs. Shawn thinks that there is nothing else he would be doing than following her down this street right now and he feels his chest fill with a strange feeling he doesn’t quite get. He follows her and wraps his arms around her waist, spinning her around him. She shrieks and squiggles free of his grip before turning to him. Giggling, she pokes the end of his nose with her fingertip before running off again. 

Shawn catches up to her and slows her down with a hand on her shoulder then hooks his arm around hers for good measure, because the alcohol and the marijuana has definitely gotten to her, and the last thing they need is for her to run into a street lamp and come home bruised.

They wander around for what feels like ages, their slightly drunken state paired with their carelessness doing nothing to help, but Shawn realises a while later that the street signs are no longer blurry. He’s unsure of where exactly they are relative to his place so he tries to remember how the streets are placed, but his mind still feels a little groggy. They follow a curve of streetlamps, and after a while he understands that they’ve been walking in circles.

“Are we lost or do you know where we are?”

“I’m not so sure anymore…” Shawn trails off, slowly spinning around to have a look at their surroundings.

“You’re an idiot.”

“I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid,” he defends. He spots another street sign that he recognises and finally, he figures it out. “Come here, I think I know where to go now.”

He decides that walking down a straight road is a much better idea and it takes them another twenty minutes that feel more like an hour, but soon enough they’re in front of Shawn’s backyard, slowly opening the gate and sneaking in like thieves.

“Home at last,” he sighs in relief.

“It wouldn’t have taken so long if we hadn’t gotten lost,” she mutters.

“I’ve taken that shortcut a thousand times, and that’s never happened to me,” he defends.

“Have you ever taken it after drinking?”

“You make a fair point.” Shawn shrugs, and his eyes fall upon the dark window of his sister’s room. “We have to be quiet,” he says, holding a finger in front of his mouth. “I think they’re asleep.”

“I’m not gonna have any problems being quiet, you’re the one with long, clumsy legs. And your balance is shit when you’re drunk,” she taunts.

“For your information, I have sobered up quite a bit. See,” he says, lifting one leg behind him as he leans forward with his arms spread out, but he puts his foot back down when he wavers.

“By the looks of your balance and your face you haven’t.”

“My face?” He asks, his fingers automatically going up to his cheek.

“You blush after two beers.”

“I do not.”

She pulls out her phone and quickly snaps a picture of him with the flash on, and he’s momentarily blinded when the light hits his face. When he blinks his eyes open he sees the picture of himself, eyelids tightly shut, nose scrunched up, and yes, cheeks flushed a bright shade of pink.

“Shit.”

“Damn right,” she says. “Let’s get inside now, I’m fucking freezing.”

“No, wait, I just had the best idea!” he grins. “What if we get in the jacuzzi?”

“Shawn, it’s two am.”

“You were the one who said ‘carpe noctem’. Are you too chicken to follow through?”

“No, but I didn’t bring extra underwear,” she whines.

“We can just get in naked!” He grins, an excited look on his face. “I promise to let you borrow my clothes,” he bribes.

She squints thoughtfully. “Fine. But if I’m going commando, so are you.”

“Deal.”

She undresses and gets into the water first as he turns away, and then he makes her cover her eyes as he sheds his clothes. He carefully dips his feet into the water first, then sinks into the welcoming heat.

“You can open your eyes now,” he says.

“It’s not like I needed to close them anyway, it’s pitch black. I can hardly see you.”

“Can you see me now?” Shawn asks as he moves closer until he’s sitting right next to her.

“Yes, your cheeks are like a neon sign,” she chuckles.

“Fuck off,” he laughs. “As much as a dick you are, this is nice. Let’s  make this a tradition. Every time we come to my place drunk, we get in the tub.”

“Are you serious?” She laughs. “What about during winter?”

“Right…” Shawn mumbles and thinks it over for a second. “Quickie. We just get in and get out.”

“Alright, but we get hot chocolate after.” She smiles at him quickly before her face falls. “I just realised that we’re gonna freeze our asses off when we get out of the tub. Can we just stay here forever?”

“I don’t think my parents would be too happy to find us naked in the morning.”

“Your parents,” she groans. “We have to get out.”

“But it’s so cold. Think we can just live with the embarrassment tomorrow?”

She deadpans. “I’ll bake you a cake if you get us towels,” she offers, her face now sporting a sweet smile.

Shawn makes his second agreement for the night, negotiating his way to a two tier cake with muffins on the side, even though he knows she would have baked for him anyways, then runs inside, knowing full well that she has a good view of his arse and will most likely tease him about it later. Shuffling through a cabinet in the bathroom, he finds two large towels and hurries back outside. When he returns with one of the towels hanging from his hips, she’s sitting on the edge of the tub with her back turned to him, arms twisted around her bare body. Her shivering figure is a pitiful sight, so he walks up from behind and wraps the other towel around her.

She flinches at the unsuspected contact, but relaxes when she sees it’s him. “Thanks,” she says, pulling the towel tighter against her. “I got it, you can let go now,” she says, looking up at his eyes when he doesn’t remove his arms.

“Uh, yeah, sorry.” He swallows and takes a couple of steps back, giving her some space.


Shawn passes her a t-shirt and steps into a pair of sweatpants himself while she pulls his shirt over her head, then slides in under the big blanket next to her, sighing at the comfort of his own bed.

“I love your pillows. They’re so big,” she says, shoving her cheek into one of them as she hugs another.

“Are you still drunk?”

She reminds him of his cat when she was still a kitten, how she would fall asleep curled into her own body, and he thinks that she looks pretty damn cute the way she resembles the feline, wrapped in his blanket and surrounded by pillows.

“No, ‘m sober, I swear,” she mumbles.

“Good, then I don’t have to take care of your drunk ass.” Shawn tugs the pillow that’s in her arms and places it beneath his head, smirking when he sees her appalled expression.

“That’s not fair, I’m freezing and it was keeping me warm,” she says, pulling the blanket tighter around herself.

“I need a pillow too,” he says. “But I can cuddle you, I’m warm.”

She places her palm hesitantly on his bare chest, then grins. “Oh my God, you are a furnace. Please hold me,” she pleads although he has already offered to, removing the barrier between them and shuffling closer.

Shawn voluntarily wraps his arms around her and she snuggles into him as he quickly rubs his hand against her back to generate heat. He inhales the smell of her shampoo, a floral scent he can’t quite place, and that strange feeling that he still doesn’t understand comes back. He feels his heart beat faster and he wonders if she realises, because lying in bed like this with her, this close, reminds him of the first time he had a boy in his bed. It reminds him of how he felt when the boy had placed his fingers on Shawn’s cheek and gently kissed him, how they had slowly explored each other with nervous hands. But he shouldn’t be feeling this way, and he definitely shouldn’t be thinking of kissing her because the person he’s holding is his best friend.

She hums and he is pulled back from his thoughts. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. It’s the Canadian in me,” he chuckles.

“Uh, not technically, because you don’t have Canadian genes,” she says.

“I keep forgetting that. Well, then evolution has just done a great job with me. I’m also supposedly really hot.”

She chuckles, slapping his chest with her palm gently, and the quiet returns, but this time it’s nice. They don’t need to fill the empty air with small talk; they’re comfortable like this. Along with the comfort comes the thought of a them in Shawn’s mind.

“Did you know that I had a crush on you when we were twelve?” Shawn doesn’t know where the first words to break the silence come from, but they slip past his lips before he can stop himself.

“What?!” She moves abruptly, resting on her forearms as she faces him.

“Yeah. It wasn’t as much of a crush as I thought you were cute, but I also kinda wanted to kiss you, if that makes sense?”

“That sounds like a crush to me,” she laughs. She smiles above him, and Shawn think he sees a faint blush on her cheeks but tells himself he’s imagining things, but then she speaks, “I thought you were cute, too. I mean, I still think you’re cute. Now you’re my best friend.”

He grins, scanning her face for any message, but she just has a faint smile on her lips. Then he notices how her eyes move down, and he wonders, this is when he’s supposed to kiss her, right? That’s how she’d instructed him when he was nervous for his first kiss. He remembers how she had held his face between her hands, whispered against his lips, telling him how to make it better by going slow, and how she had pulled back just before their lips touched. She had told him that girls had a look on their face when they wanted a boy to kiss them, and he was almost certain that this was that look. Hell, he had kissed plenty of girls since, but this is his favourite person, and this means so much more.

He’s hesitant, but he recognises the movement of her eyes and how she licks her lips, and he knows. He lifts his head the slightest bit when she moves hers lower. Shawn thinks everything has stopped, his heart, time, the air around them; everything feels still. Then he realises how absurd the situation is, and he bursts into laughter.

She places her hand over his mouth, attempting to silence him while she giggles into his chest. He makes a strained noise under her hand, and licks her palm when she doesn’t remove it.

“Ew! Why would you do that?!” She wipes her palm against his stomach, and her hand lingers there for a second, and then her eyes look down to his exposed abdomen. “Shut up,” she mutters, when she sees the smirk on his face.

They lie like that for a while, quiet, close to each other, and grinning from ear to ear.

“You’re my best friend,” he says.

Then he moves closer again. She mirrors his movement, tilting her head slightly to the side. Their lips are nearly touching when he pauses, because he has to ask.

“Promise we’ll be okay after?” Shawn whispers the words, terrified of what they mean and what the impending kiss could mean.

“I promise,” she whispers just as quietly. Then she leans in until their lips are touching.

The kiss is sweet, innocent, and gently lingering. But then Shawn’s fingers move to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear and his fingertips brush her neck when he retracts his hand, but her neck feels like a good place for his fingers to be so he rests them there and slowly strokes the skin. She gasps at the feeling, and her mouth falls open, and then the kiss becomes kisses and they become fast and sloppy until sounds can be heard between their mouths. They pull away for a second to catch their breaths, but immediately resume. Shawn’s hand crawls up her back between the shirt and her flesh, and he rubs her back soothingly.

“Mm, too much tongue,” she mumbles against his lips.

Shawn pulls back, offended. “Too much teeth,” he counters.

“Sorry, I’ll be nice,” she laughs, delivering a gentle peck on his mouth.

Her lips are soft against his, and she just feels so nice, and Shawn thinks that he wouldn’t mind doing this more often.

“I think I like kissing you,” he mumbles.

“I think I like kissing you too,” she replies.

They kiss again for a while, slowly this time, until they stop because Shawn almost dozes off. So they hold each other close with loose grips and gentle hands and talk about everything but the kiss, because they don’t need to.

Sweet Gesture

Summary: Dean gets jealous when you go on a date and he tries to sabotage it.

Drabble Prompt: “Who the hell bought you flowers?”  

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Requested by: @tardis-full-of-fallen-angels


You’re half asleep, glaring at the clock as you shovel cinnamon oatmeal into your mouth. The grumpiness you’re feeling is still going strong, even though you’ve already consumed two cups of coffee.

The distant whistling from your roommate is getting closer as he pads down the hallway. Dean throws you a sleepy smile as he enters the kitchen and then pours himself a glass of OJ.

“Who the hell bought you flowers?” He gestures to the blue vase sitting on the kitchen counter, his cute face now contorted into a frown.

“Ryan.” You let out a disappointed sigh, instantly feeling shitty about it because he’s a nice guy. Unfortunately you hate the kind of flower that he picked but it’s the thought that counts. Right?

“He’s a dumb ass. You don’t even like those.” Dean scoffs back, fighting the urge to shove your flowers down into the garbage disposal.

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Dating Rhys would include...

- Random public displays of affection

- Kisses on cheeks

- Him randomly buying you little gifs

- “I saw this and thought of you.”

- Lots of naps together

-  Spa days

- Many, many shared baths

- And lots of massages

- Watching old movies together

- Forehead kisses

- Stargazing together

- Many inside jokes

- Mainly dirty ones

- Rhys whispering ‘I love you’ constantly

- Him absentmindedly tracing patterns on your skin

- Reading together

- Wearing his clothes, and him pretending to be annoyed by it, but secretly loving it

- Lots of cuddling

- Soft, gentle kisses

- Late night conversations

- Him playing with your hair

- And him braiding it, since ofc he knows how to

- Absentmindedly kissing your palm

- Passionate sex

- Slow make out sessions

- Reminding the other how much you love them

- Talking about the future

- And being best friends as well as lovers