big dumby

Number 1 Fan

Request: Can you do one where the reader is the number one crime boss/villain and Jerome admires her so much that he follows them around until he gets caught. Maybe they become partners, he gets jealous and stuff, and it has a pretty happy ending.

Smut warning


(Y/n) POV:

“Move it into the van boys! Don’t leave a dime!” I laugh as my henchmen load the bags of money. “Ohh this is gonna make me the richest woman on the planet!” I say joyfully spinning around.

“Hey boss! We got company! We got to hurry up!” I turn my attention to the banks to see them being scoped up and down by the GCPD. “I’ve got this boys. Just get the bags in there and don’t leave me like last time. If that’s done then you’ll all be dead! Understand?” “Yes ma'am!” They yell in attention.

I smile and stroll into the bank making my presence know to the cops. “Hello hello hello! How ya doing boys? Good I hope! Harvey! How’s the drinking problem? John! The kids doing good? Mollys rash ever clear up? That thing was nasty! Ah and Jimbo! How’s the air in your big fat head? Still clean I hope!” I giggle walking along the counter tops making fun.

I walk to the indoor flag pole and look up to see the open sky light. “Enough of your chit chat!” “Aww! But I was getting to the good part! Ya see. My self esteem has been kinda low lately. So I was wondering if I could show you guys a magic trick. You know the saying what goes up must always come down? Well how about what is down must go up? Any takers? No? Well fine I guess I’ll test it!” I kick the latch of the pole ties and it flings me up into the air to where I’m flying out of the sky light. “See ya around dumbass’!” I laugh as I exit through the roof.

I hop onto the top of the van and hit it twice. “Go you idiots!” They drive at 90 mph to my place and as soon as we get there they start unloading the bags into the room matching the others.

“Drink m’lady?” My butler asks as I enter the door. I smile at him and take the blue drink. “Thank you David. Any news for today?” I ask as I go to the living room. “Crime rates are as high as ever thanks to you miss. Fan basis is at it’s highest. Little girls are wanting to buy anything related to you!” I smile and look out the big window to Gotham. “Wonderful! Get Samantha for me will you?” “Yes miss.”

In seconds my maid comes running in. “Yes miss?” “Care to run me a bath? Crystals, and lavender soap as always.” I say sipping my drink. “Yes of course m’lady.” She bows to me and scurried off to the bathroom.

“Your bath is drawn m’lady.” I wave my hand away and make my way up to the large scale bathroom. The tub itself can fit 4. I strip myself of my clothes and sink into the relaxing water filled with soap and moisturizers.

My personal line begins to ring bringing my attention away from my thoughts. “Hello?” I ask into the old fashioned telephone. “Darling! It’s so good to hear your voice!” “Mom. Hey how are you?” I ask with a smile on my face. “Oh just find. Yourself?” “Just fine.” My mother scoffs into the phone. “What?” “Just fine? Come on darling! No drama? Men? Nothing?” “Mom. We’ve discussed this. I’m far to busy with business.” “Oh don’t play that game! A beautiful 17 year old woman like you is a the top of the world right now! You can have some fun!” “Business is fun.” “But doing business alone isn’t. Don’t you want to share that with someone?”

I sigh into the phone and sink further into the water. “Fine. Yes it’d be nice to have someone along, but I’ve tried the whole partner thing. It didn’t work! He was to slow! Couldn’t keep up. I need someone exciting! Someone to make me laugh, but still keep success rates at high!”

My mother laughs into the phone. “You sound so much like your father. Do me a favor darling. Put on a sexy dress, go to a club, and meet a man. Plenty will show if they hear the most feared woman in Gotham is coming. They’ll be trying to impress you left and right! Promise me you’ll give it a shot?” I sigh and smile. “Yes mother.” “Good baby! Call me tomorrow love! Goodnight!” “Goodnight mom.”

I hang up the phone and ring the bell for Samantha to enter. “Yes m’lady?” “Lay out a dress along with pumps, call a driver, and make sure the owner of Flaims knows I’m coming to have a fun night.” “Fantastic choice! I’ll be right on it!”

I step out of the tub and wrap a towel around myself drying my body. I walk into my room to see my favorite dress set out. “Oh Samantha how you read me well.” I drop the towel and get into my makeup and hair. A nice clean sexy eye with a simple puff to my lush (h/c) hair ties it all together.

I walk down to the door and David opens it for me. “Shall I stay awake to let you in?” “You know what? No. Have the rest of the night off! You too Samantha! I’ll see you both here tomorrow morning!” “Of course! Shall I make breakfast for two?” David says with a smirk. “We shall see.” I say skipping out and into the car.

I arrive at the club to see the best types of people there. The crazy ones. I step out of the car and immediately get howled at. “Hey baby! Wanna test me out? I can make a good girl into a bad bitch!” I roll my eyes and continue my way inside.

I see many cute men scattered about but non that immediately catch my eye. I’m not going to work for them. They’re going to come to me. That’s what mom always taught me.

I order my favorite drink and scroll through my phone enjoying the night out. “Well well well. Lookie here! Never thought I’d see you in the flesh.” I removed my eyes from my screen to see a well known criminal. “Do my eyes deceive me or is it Jerome Valeska?”

The red head leans up against the booth with a stretched out smile. “So you’ve heard of me?” “Well a new rising villain appears and we all want to know more. Have to keep tabs on you. Been out of the limelight for a while now.” “Well ya know. Been dead for about a year. No big deal.” I laugh and scoot for him to join me.

He can make me laugh

We talk for hours, laugh for hours, he had me smiling for hours.

“I’ve got to say. I’m a big fan. My favorite crime scene is when you hung your victim from the center of the hotel. Burnt fingerprints and face! DNA unrecognizable! Never figured out who the victim was.” I place my hand over my head. “Aww Jerome! That’s so sweet! No one’s ever kept up with a case like that before! Well except for those cops. Care to know who it was?” He leans in dazzled. “A bartender who got my drink wrong.” I shrug. “Fantastic! It’s all just fun and games anyway! If they don’t play by the rules they shouldn’t have been in the game to begin with!” “Exactly!”

I laugh and look at the time. “Past your bedtime princess?” I smirk at him and lean into him feeling the full effects of the alcohol take over. “No. Usually it’s time for someone to help me wake up. If you understand what I mean.” I smirk and toy with his fingers.

“Ohh any choices yet? Will I have to fight my way through them to get my shot?” I move my fingers to his shirt and pop one of the buttons open. “I think you have a pretty good shot already.” I smirk and stand up walking and swishing my hips for his pleasure. “Then what are we waiting for hm?” He growls in my ear biting it lightly.

Jerome opens my door for me and lets me in. My driver says no words but does raise the black window for some privacy.

I bring my lips to his in a rush for lust and passion. “Oh you’re bad.” He breathes and run his hand down my body to between my legs. “Make me worse.” I moan into his lips.

Jerome pushes my panties to the side and pushes one finger inside my pussy swerling my insides to make my body rock. “Someone’s wet babydoll. Care to tell me who that’s for?” Jerome asks adding another finger and pushing them in and out. “You’ve got to earn me screaming your name. Do that and you can do whatever you want.” I moan as he pumps his fingers faster.

I toss my head back moaning out. Jerome then attaches his lips to my neck sucking a visible mark. “Marking what’s mine.” I laugh and straddle him. “You’ve got to take it first.” I say out of breath.

The car stops and the driver lowers the black window. “We have arrived m’lady.” Jerome smiles and opens the door for me grabbing my ass as I get out. “Hm about time.” He says gripping my body in lust.

We quickly open the door and waste no time rushing to the bedroom. Jerome closes the door with me against it and strips me of my dress. “Oh a true beauty below the soft cloth you are!” He moans. I strip him of his shirt and pants and he attacks my lips the moment we’re both rid of clothing.

He lifts me against the door and rubs the tip of his cock up and down my slit coating himself with my juices.

He pushes in making my head hit the door in pleasure. “You’re so tight doll.” Jerome thrusts up into me causing me so much pleasure. He moved us to the bed and flips me over to my stomach.

He pushes himself back into my tight cunt and pounds me harder. “What’s my name doll? Scream it! Who’s filling your tight pussy?” Jerome grips my hair in a ponytail and pulls it back making my mouth open and loud moans to come out. “Jerome! Oh my god!” I scream and cum without warning. “That’s it baby!” He says and fills me up. He pulls out of me and rubs his hands up my back to my shoulders.

Jerome sets me on the bed and covers me up along with himself beside me. He brings me to his chest and kisses my head. “I have a proposal.” I say looking at him. “Hm I know I’m great but we just met doll face.” “Oh hush you big dumby! What I mean is be my partner in crime!” “King and Queen of Gotham.” He smirks at the thought rolling through his mind. “Seal the deal with a kiss.” I say with bright eyes. “Gladly baby.” He kisses me and kisses down my neck to make another mark. “Mine. My queen.”

Originally posted by sensualkisses

grezzwizard  asked:

Interesting but I think I word my question wrong as I tend to do that sometimes. There is a theory that Chara is the Narrator in the Cannon Undertale game. Meaning that Chara was following Frisk during the game. That what I mean by state. Do you think Chara can become like that in Glitchtale? I find it interesting that they isn't a reference to that in the series or there is but I am a big dumby.

Oh that IS canon in Undertale. Like no doubts, thing is Chara went from being a narrator to a character (pun intended) in glitchtale due to errors.

Plus they don’t have a soul anymore… and they’re in the void… and there can only be 1 DT soul existing at the same time

FAHC Headcannon: Online Dating

This is a really long one. I think you could use it to fit any pairing but I am reeeeally on about Ryan and Jeremy right now so I choose them. Suck my knob this is adorable.

-Post heist everyone gets kinda drunk because they are just glad to be alive

-Jack and Geoff end up leaving to fuck, Michael and Gavin make out in the living room

-leaving Jeremy and Ryan just awkwardly sober and uncomfortable and watching CNN or something

-It’s been over a year and a half since Ryan’s other half Ray left for Liberty City

-Jeremy is so new to the crew and everyone’s already so comfortable in their relationships he’s just like ???!

-Drunk! Michael suggests the two make dating profiles. Fake names, their personal apartment addresses, fake job info, no real pictures. And date someone or at least find someone to fuck because seriously stop moping around so much

-Jeremy makes a dating profile under a false name

-Ryan makes a dating profile under a false name

-They start talking to each other and hitting it off


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You and your boyfriend, Kyle, had both been accepted into Tulane University. You were even happier when you were able to get a dorm together. To you and Kyle, it couldn’t have been any better. But…when Kyle got the chance to join a fraternity, that caused some conflict in your otherwise happy relationship.

You honestly wanted him to join the fraternity. You thought it would look good to future employers and it gave him a chance to make a whole bunch of friends. It was better for him and that’s all you cared about. Kyle, on the other hand, wanted to stay with you.

Yes, he thought the fraternity could open some doors for him, but you…you were his best friend in the world…the love of his life. You were having another argument about it and Kyle was determined to make you realize that he didn’t care about the fraternity.

“Kyle, this is such an amazing opportunity! Why would you ever pass this up? Are you crazy?” You asked as you ran your hands through your hair, feeling frustrated.

 "(Y/N), we’ve been together since the 10th grade! I love you and I want to be able to live with you! There will be other opportunities. I don’t need to be in a fraternity!“ Kyle said to you, his mind already made up.

"I don’t know if you’re being sweet or if you’re just dumb…” You mumbled, pinching the bridge of your nose. Kyle smiled a sweet, breathtaking smile and gave you a tender kiss on the lips.

“I prefer the ladder.” He said, giggling.

“I love you, you big dumby…” You said as you leaned your head on his shoulder.

“I love you too, baby. I’d choose you over anything, any day…” He sighed happily, leaning his head on top of yours.

anonymous asked:

what about rfa and v reaction to mc who only listens to like... music from the 20s-50s? artists like elvis, sinatra, ella fitzgerald, etc etc etc.

Sorry this took so long my wifi kept dying and I kept having to redo it:( 


  • You two were on a road trip together, which he was quite excited for 
  • And since it was going to take awhile to get to the hotel, you both decided to play some tunes
  • But since Yoosung isn’t really big into music, he only has LOLOL instrumentals on his phone, so obviously you get the AUX 
  • And soon he learns that the only music you seem to have is older music
  • Which?? Surprisingly he is really into it?
  • It’s all so diverse and unique, each song holding a different meaning
  • All songs these days are either about love or sex, so it was a nice refresher to listen to some silly music along with serious music 
  • When you reached the hotel he was kinda disappointed that it was over because he was really getting into it
  • “The more I learn about you MC, the more I love you!” 


  • Zen likes planning birthdays and surprises, it’s just who he is
  • So when he was planning on buying you concert tickets for your favorite band, only to learn that your favorite artsits either don’t sing anymore or are, well, dead
  • He was at a loss
  • But!! He soon came up with a fool proof plan! So, when you went out for work, he spent the whole day setting up the house for your big birthday surprise
  • When he heard you open the front door, he flicked on the lights and hit the play button, starting to sing your favorite song from your favorite band
  • “Happy birthday, MC!” he laughs, dancing around with you 
  • “Zen, what is all this?!” you laugh, dancing with him
  • “Well, I was going to buy you tickets for your favorite band, but then I figured this was a more doable option,” he laughs, and continues singing
  • You two dance and sing the whole night, and it was really really fun
  • 10/10 birthday


  • she loves that kind of music too?? 
  • When she found out that it was your favorite, she was elated! 
  • You both spend long hours gushing talking about your favorite bands, and the individual members in them
  • Honestly you’re too perfect for her.
  • On valentines day, to surprise you, she decided to play only Elvis, Sinatra, and all your other favs at the coffee shop
  • Even if it did confuse the costumers
  • But you were happy and kept jamming out, and that was her goal in the first place :)


  • Now, Jumin doesn’t really listen to music, like, at all 
  • But when he does, it’s all orchestra’s and symphonies. He even has a personal orchestra in his building!
  • Jumin does know what your favorite type of music is, so he decides to do something special for what he’s planning 
  • Which he is planning a  l o  t 
  • One evening, he takes you down to the orchestra, and you both sit in the back and listen to them play soft music
  • But then? you start hearing familiar notes? Are they playing your favorite love song by Elvis???
  • You look at Jumin to ask for the occasion, only to see him down on one knee with a ring in his palm
  • “MC, I know this is out of nowhere, but-”
  • “Yes, oh my gosh yes!” you squeal, hugging him and successfully knocking him to the floor 
  • 11/10 marriage proposal tbh


  • Agent 707, as we all know, can be a dick sometimes
  • But this time he crossed the McFreaking line, okay?
  • So naturally you hide yourself in your room, and he knows he went to far. And he’s having a hard time making it up to you
  • “MC? Please come out… I’m sorry…”
  • You just stay silent, to angry to even speak
  • But then an idea comes to his mind! What a genius he is, right? 
  • Good thing you didn’t take your phone with you
  • He hacks into your phone and looks at your playlists, and smirks to himself
  • Surely this would be a good way to apologize
  • You spent a few hours in your bed, trying to forgive Saeyoung, but it isn’t easy…
  • But then you hear your music playing from the other room
  • “He hacked into my phone, that little assho-!” you jump out of bed and swing open the door, only to reveal a dimly lit room with a fancy table set up in front of the couch, with candles and two plates filled with Honey Buddah Chips and phD Pepper in crystal looking wine glasses
  • Your love song playlist plays rather loudly, and Seven smiles, holding up a rose
  • “I’m awfully sorry MC…”
  • You smile and roll your eyes. “I guess I can forgive you, you big dumby.”


  • V is blind, so music is kinda one of the things he loves
  • One of the things he has left 
  • He wakes up one morning to hear some older music playing softly from the kitchen, and he gets up and makes his way over to you
  • “MC, I didn’t know you like this type of music,” he smiles warmly
  • “Oh, yeah, it’s my favorite,” you giggle, kissing his cheek. “The only kind I listen to.”
  • He chuckles, and says, “follow me… I have something to show you.”
  • You follow him to the bedroom, and he reaches into his closet, feeling around
  • He pulls out an old record player, and some vinyl’s of your favorite bands
  • “I’ve had this for awhile but I never really use it.. So here, I’m giving it to you.”
  • “Whoa, seriously? V you don’t have to, this is-”
  • “No, MC, I want to,” he smiles. “It’s the least I can do.”
  • You giggle, and attack hug him to the floor. “I love you too much, V. You’re too good to me.”
  • He grins and hugs you tightly, “I hope so.”

anonymous asked:

I will join you to fight whoever disagrees about Kris being a gentle caring person. He never makes fun of his members, take cares of them. He always nice to his fans. There have been several incident when he has the right to lash out on them but he does not. Yifan is a total and absolute sweetheart.


omg i’ve been saying this for ages 

Anon i could hug you and kiss you rn for getting it.

Everyone calls him dumb and embarrassing and i get it’s a joke and sometimes im like ‘ahaha you big dumby’ too but some people are actually serious and it really makes me irritated.

Kris is everything you just said and also caring towards his fans.

He talks to us, buys things for us, always makes sure we are okay, etc. 

He wants us to see him as a normal 24 yr old guy , because he is. 

Kris shows he cares in subtle ways like with small caring touches or fixing them up or moving them out of the way if need be or giving them small hugs to comfort them ok i even have examples!

Kris fixing Baekhyun’s beanie for him

a lot of the time he likes to make it come off as playful! But he means well and does it because he cares!

but sometimes he’s serious and makes it known he’s trying to comfort them.

And making sure other members are noticed!

just subtle ways of showing he cares but you will notice if you pay attention! He has his own way of doing it ^ ^ /

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oh hehe sometimes he’s more obvious <3

Kris getting Sehun his favorite Choco bubble tea! : )

okay i think you may get my point…but Kris really does care it’s just a lot of the times his actions toward his members go un-noticed!! You just have to look <3 Kris is a sweetheart, and I wish more people would notice this ;~;

Connor Franta Imagine for Anon (:


Better Thank Him.

“HELL YEAH, LET’S CRASH THE PARTY LIKE WE DON’T CARE. OH WOOOOAAHHH. HELL YEAHHHHHHH. LET’S CRASH THE PARTY LIKE WE DON’T CAREEEEEEEEEEE.” you sang along to Hell Yeah by Midnight Red while cleaning your cute little apartment. You knew you were probably disturbing the neighbors, but hey at least its good music. You were in some black sweats and a tight, yet comfortable lime green tank top.

“TURN UP THE LIGHTTTSSSSS, AND LOSE YOURSELF TONIGHTTTTT. TOUCH SOMEBODYS BODY. ITS ALRIGHTTTTTTTT TO LOSE YOURSELF TONIGHTTTTT. TAKE YOUR CHANCE AND DO JUST WHAT YOU LIKEEEE.” (theres more to that part but im to lazy to write it all lmfao) Once the song ended you finished dusting and quickly jumped off the stool you were on. You were met with the face of your best friend, Connor. He looked very amused. You ran to turn off the next song that begin to play.

“CONNORRRR! What are you doing here!?” You asked surprised, yet happily. You ran over to hug him, despite how sweaty you were from cleaning. “I decided to come over a little early than the rest of the crew because I was really bored and doing nothing to be honest.” he said while gladly hugging you back. You were hanging out with the rest of O2L and a couple of the gal pals later, which is why you were cleaning so intensely. 

“Oh, well I’m not doing anything better.” You laughed, looking around you cluttered apartment that still needed quite a bit of work. “Yes you are! Watching you clean and dance is much better than laying in bed listening to the boys being rowdy. I’ll even help you clean.” He suggested, picking up some all purpose cleaner.

“You sure you really want to help. I still got quite a bit to do. The only thing done is my room.” You said looking towards the direction of your bedroom. He laughed, “I wouldn’t be over here if i wasn’t being serious about helping you. Plus its always good to get a little break from those crazy animals.” He joked, referring to the O2L guys. 

“Oh, come on Connor. They’re not that bad!” You said, stating your honest opinion. He looked at you serious, “Y/N, you don’t live with them.” You shrugged, “Good point." 

"Excatlyyyy.” he said beginning to spray your little bar counter thing. (sorry i have no idea what the hell there called) “Don’t get sassy with me now Franta.” you laughed and threw a roll of paper towels at him, mostly for a laugh, but also to wipe off the counter.

He looked at you in shocked. “You did not!” You smirked at him, “Oh, but I did.” you encouraged. Next thing you knew he came at you and you were on the couch being tickled to death. “CON- CONNO- CONNOOORRR STAPH.” (that sounds so wrong lmao) you managed to get out inbetween laughs. “Never!” he shouted and continued tickling you.

After what felt like hours he stopped. You tried to catch your breathe and get up, but he wouldn’t let you. “Oh, please. You thought I was done? Ha, nope.” he laughed and began tickling you yet again.

“WOOOAH WHAT DO WE GOT GOING ON UP IN HERE!?” you heard someone screaming from the door, instantly recognizing it as Ricky. Connor instantly got off you and bursted out laughing. He picked the paper towels up off the ground and wiped off the counter. “Connor thought it would be funny to tickle me because I threw paper towels at him.” you explained to get ride of the awkward tension. 

“And why did you throw paper towels at him?” Ricky asked. “He was being sassy.” you laughed and got up to give Ricky a hug. “Psfttt.” Connor laughed. You rolled your eyes at him playfully, “So what are you doing here so early, and not to be rude but how did you get in?” you asking knowing that Connor was the only one of the guys with a key to your apartment.

“Well, I have lots of party food down in my car and I thought I could help you set up. And Mr. Franta here left the door unlocked. "Connor!” you laughed and pushed his shoulder lightly. “Haha, sorry not sorry Y/N." 

"Come help me get the food Connor.” Ricky commanded and began walking towards the door. “I can help too.” you suggested. “Naw, that’s okay Y/N. But thanks for offering.” “Yep, no problem.”

You sighed and looked around at the living room, it was coming along quite nicely. You weren’t so sure as to why you were cleaning, considering its gonna be a mess once everyone leaves. Oh well. You were picking a couple things off the ground when you heard the door open. Knowing it was the guys you didn’t bother to look up and continued to pick of the stuff laying on the floor. “OH GIRL. DAT BOOTY DOE.” you heard Ricky yell and sound like he slapped Connor.

You turned around to them laughing like the dorks they are. You shook you head as you placed things were they were suppose to go. Connor and Ricky sat themselves on the couch and stared at whatever. You looked around the room and thought it was clean enough. “Hey guys im going to go take a shower and get ready. You know, and all those extra girly things.” you guys laughed and they nodded.

************after you get ready and the rest of the crew arrives************

You guys were currently just eating food and chatting with one another. You looked around at everyone just enjoying themselves, and it made you happy, especially since you were apart of it. You looked over at Connor chatting with Kian and Jc. There was always this crush you had on him. You thought over time that it would go away, since most do right? But it has yet to vanish. You still believe that one day it will hopefully go away since he wouldn’t go for his best friend anyhow. Until then, you just decide to enjoy him.

Not all of the guys knew you liked Connor, only Kian, Trevor, Ricky, Andrea, and Lia knew. It’s not that you wanted to hide it from them, its just it never really came up and the ones that know could see it in your eyes. You notice Kian look over at you and give you a smirk. He must have seen you gawking at Connor. Kian gives this look to Ricky and you wonder what the hell it meant.

“OKAY GUYS. I THINK WE SHOULD GET CAUGHT UP ON OUR CRUSHES. SO WE SHOULD ALL TELL WHO OUR CURRENT CRUSH IS, IT’LL BE LIKE WERE IN HIGH SCHOOL AGAIN.” Ricky yelled so everybody would be able to hear. Well, know you know what the look meant. “But we should add a little twist, we should have each other guess who likes who. Also couples aren’t allowed to play *cough* Kian and Andrea *cough*” Ricky added making everyone laugh.

Greaaaaaaatttttt, you thought.

Sam and Jc went first, than whoever else except you or Connor. (In this Jc and Lia arent together yet but their crushin) Now it was either him or you. “Connor!” Kian picked. “Since Y/N is your best friend…who do you think she has a crush on?” he asked. Connor looked over at you with a adorable smirk. Little did you know, inside he wanted to do anything but smile. The thought of you liking someone besides him made him really sad.

“Hmmm! Ugh! I know this one!” he spoke thinking hard. It went all quite for a second. “Oh! I got it! That blonde guy from that band!” he spoke proudly, trying to act all happy when all he really wanted to do was be the only guy you ever think about like that. If only he knew, that he was.

“You got to be more specific than that, Connor.” Jc laughed. “I don’t remember Luke something?” he guessed.

“NO YOU BIG DUMBY ITS YOU. SHE LIKES YOU!” Trevor randomly shouted out. Everyone turned to look at him in shock, especially the ones who knew about your liking to Connor. You could feel you anxiety level getting higher. “I’m just gonna go to the bathroom…” you say getting up and awkwardly excusing yourself. Good thing you were on the same side as your room was and Connor was siting on the opposite side of the room.

Once you exited everyone looked at Connor. He looked beyond suprised, but also like a little kid on Christmas, he was hard to read at the moment. “Bro? You gotta go talk to her.” Sam spoke up. “You like her back anyways don’t you?" 

Connor nodded and everyone got a littler happier, knowing that your guys’ friendship would be broken, and maybe you guys could get together. "Your right. I’m going to go talk to her.” Connor smiled to everyone and went to go do exactly what he said. He exited the room, and once he did everyone began scolding Trevor for saying what he did.

“Y/N?” Connor knocks on your door. Theres no reply. He knocks once again but gets the same response. He decides to walk in, getting met with a dark room filled with your sobs. He finds you in the corner of the room, grasping onto a teddy bear your dad gave you when you were young, crying.

He comes over to you slowly and sits next to you and gently puts his arm around you. He feels you tense up. “Why are you crying Y/N/N (your nickname if you have one…)?” You don’t reply, but instead the tears come harder.

“Please, please tell me why your crying.” he pleads. You sigh and get ready for a big speal. “Because Connor. I just know that i’ll never ever be as pretty as any of the other girls you meet on a daily basis. And now that you know I like you it scares me so much to think that it might creep you out and you’ll leave me. I mean, I wouldn’t blame who you, who would want someone as ugly as me liking them. I don’t even see why your friends with me. I’m to ugly to even be your friend.” you sigh and cry more. You feel Connor squeeze you closer to him, making your heart race.

“Okay, first of all Y/N, you are farrrrrrrrrrr from ugly. Yes, there are other pretty girls in the world, everyone is beautiful. But you, oh my gosh. I have had the biggest crush on you since like a year or so after we met. I never thought anything of it really, I thought it was just a school girl crush and it would go away but I was way wrong. All it did was gradually get bigger. I would never leave you for something as little as this. Even I didn’t like you back, I wouldn’t even think about leaving you, ever. And I don’t base my friends on looks. I base them on the beauty on the inside, and you have the most beauty i’ve ever seen Y/N.” Connor says looking straight into your eyes. You wanna believe it, but your scared too.

“Your just saying that…” you say looking away. You feel him pull your face to look at him. “I mean every single word I said Y/N. You are the most beautiful girl ive laid eyes on. Your beyond gorgeous inside and out. And well….I love you. Like alot. Not just as a friend either. I love you as much more than that. Y/N, I love you so, much.” He says and then leans in and kisses you. You couldn’t believe it, it felt much to good to be true. Nothing could ruin this moment. His lips felt like one of the missing puzzle piece to happiness. Daw, he was perfect.

You slowly pulled away and hugged him tightly, partially sitting on his lap. “I love you so much Y/N.” Connor tells you again. “I love you too Connor.” You reply and kiss him again. This is what youve been missing out on. This is what you needed. Connor.

Better thank Trevor later.

A/N: omg so FEEEeeeeeeeeeEeeeeeeeEeELS. THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING AGAIN. LUKE HEMMINGS AND CAMERON DALLAS ONES WILL BE UP TOMORROW. sorry for mistakes i dont edit lol and sorry if it sucksss.  


A War On Two Fronts | Part Thirteen

Summary: All he has to do is kill her. If the Demon Prince can kill Princess Lucy Heartfilia, the war will be over and victory will be theirs. But he can’t do it. And she can’t quite bring herself to kill him either.

Rating: M                 Ff link

Words: 1637

A/N: Been sick for the past week so I couldn’t really work on this. Uni is starting soon too, so updates may not be as regular as they once were. I’m sorry, but I hope you like this chapter. Please let me know what you think!

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five/Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine / Part Ten / Part Eleven / Part Twelve

What’s Known

In the weeks that past, Natsu found his mind wandering more and more.

He came to resent the time between his meetings with Lucy. Zeref had barely given him any missions lately, so instead Natsu was forced to spend his time confined in their fortress, alternating between training, eating and hunting.

When he did leave the fortress, be it to see Lucy herself or to meet with Happy, he knew his brother noticed. He knew Zeref sensed that he was lying about where he was going. Ever since his brother had lost the ability to spy on him, it hadn’t taken Zeref long to abandon all trust completely. There was barely any brotherly love left between them, and Natsu seldom found himself mourning that loss.

Although he did wonder why Zeref had yet to put him in chains, like he used to.

Knowing that it was likely his confinement was drawing near, Natsu spent what little freedom he had wisely.  

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The Five Ways to Get Over Grace

Hannah leaves Mamrie standing on the curb, she says she’ll catch the next taxi. Mamrie insists and Hannah doesn’t think she’s capable of making any decisions right now so she follows Mamrie’s instructions. Her brain is repeating one thing, over and over.

Find Grace. Get to Grace.

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