boy meets girl university

Boy Meets Girl

Author: Sumcp

Chapter one: The concussion 

Characters: Dylan O'Brien x Reader

Word Count: 2798

Warnings: occasional swearing, and terrible sentence structure/grammar ( I am working on it)

Notes: Y/N - your name.. Y/n/n- your nick name.

This is based off the Disney Channel Movie Starstruck with a twist. I do not own the rights to the movie.

Chapter 2

“Y/N…” Annabeth whined, fidgeting on the couch trying to see around you to continue watching the youtube video playing on the xbox. 

“Oh I’m sorry, A.B. am I blocking your way from what’s his name?” You smirked, turning your head back around to glance at the video. It was of her celebrity crush doing an interview to promote some new movie of his. There was no denying he was pretty. Tall build, and a scruffy face that he couldn’t stop touching whenever he spoke. You noticed the person sitting next to him in the interview, he looked oddly familiar with his dirty blonde hair styled to look like he just rolled out of bed. 

“Hey who’s the guy next to him?” You asked, trying to put a name to his face.

“Do you live under a rock? We are going to have to get you out of the apartment soon before you become a hermit.” Your roommate grumbled, “Seriously Y/N, move it or loose it.” You finally gave in and moved from her line of sight and joined her on the couch. You plopped down, which earned you a playful glare. You were fixing to put your headphones in, since you didn’t care about feeding into her obsession when she tore her gaze away from the TV.

“And to answer your question, that’s Taylor Kitsch. Remember he was the sexy one on Friday Night Lights?" 

"Oh yeah, I knew I recognized him.”

“I’m surprised you recognized him at all, do you even know what year it is?” You glared at your best friend, putting in one earbud, but before you could get the other one in she continued talking, “Come on, when is the last time you came out with me and Lex? Oh… I’ll tell you, too damn long. You have got to start living your life again Y/n/n, Its been 6 months." 

You stiffened at her comment, thinking she was about to say his name. The last thing you wanted to think of on your day off from the hospital was about your ex-fiancé. "It hasn’t been that long since I went out..” You trailed off, playing with the hem of your over-sized Falcons sweatshirt. You knew it was the truth, but you tried to play it off anyway.

“Yes it has.. Come with us tonight! We are going to try to get into the premiere of American Assassins after party.” She gushed, turning to you excitedly. “You don’t have an excuse either, you are off tomorrow too. Please, it will be fun. It will be like old times, just us girls.”

“I don’t know A.B, I don’t feel like getting all dressed up to go to party we might not even get into. I don’t want to stand around all night just so you can get one look at Brien O'Dylan.” You deadpanned, “Besides, how do you know I don’t already have plans? Hm?”

“First of all his name is DYLAN O'Brien. Second of all.. I know you. Your only plan was to order Chinese food and binge watch Friends. Then when you are tired of watching Friends, you will go to the freezer get the Chunky Monkey ice-cream and turn on Harry Potter.” You just stared at her as she continued, “THEN you will start thinking about Ryan. 30 minutes into whichever movie you put on, you will turn it off, pull out your phone and stare at the text messages I know you still have saved… ” She said the last part in a whisper. 

You had stopped fiddling with your sweatshirt and stared at your ring finger, the one that used to have the most gorgeous princess cut diamond engagement ring on it. You let out a small sigh, tears burning in the back of y/e/c eyes. “It still hurts.." 

"Y/n/n I know it does.. But please come out with us, the first step to moving on is getting yourself back out there.” She nudged your shoulder lightly, offering a small smile. You returned it gratefully, trying to pull yourself together. You knew your best friend was right, you couldn’t let one guy keep you from living your life. You brushed the tears out of your eyes while standing up from the position you were in on the couch, and offered her your hand. Annabeth tilted her head and raised an eyebrow toward you, but accepted anyway letting you pull her up too.

“If I’m going to this stupid thing.. I’m going to need to borrow a dress.” She squealed, pulling you into a hug. She released you quickly, grabbing your hand once again, dragging you up the stairs to what you were sure was the start to a very long night.

You kept tugging at the bottom of Annabeth’s black dress which was too short for your liking but she insisted you wear. Every time you went to pull the bottom down, it made your cleavage that more noticeable. We made our way across the street to the Chinese Theater where the premiere was being held, stumbling slightly in the heels that your other best friend Alexis demanded you wear “to show off your sexy ass legs that any guy would kill to have wrapped around them.“ Lex and Annabeth were walking ahead of you, talking excitedly about the after party we were trying to crash. Lex had come over earlier to help you with your hair. She knew that if it was up to you it would have been thrown on top of your head in a messy bun. You brushed the Y/h/c hair out of your eyes, and ran your hand through it slightly.

"Y/N if you touch your hair one more time I will physically hurt you. I know you’re not used to having it down and actually fixed to not look like a hobo but seriously, you look smoking. And stop fidgeting with the dress, it’s the perfect ass-to-boob ratio.” Lex smirked at you, as she looped her arm through Annabeths. You gave her your best death glare, which didn’t have any affect of her since it was followed by you stumbling. Again.

“I look ridiculous. I should just go home, they are going to laugh in our face’s if we try to get in there.” You whined, stopping in the long line of guest waiting to get in.

“Stop being such a worry wart, we will be fine. There is no way they will say no to letting us in, I mean have you looked at us.” Annabeth laughed, gesturing up and down to her red dress that left nothing to the imagination.

“A.B’s right, besides if we don’t get in here I heard Tyler Posey is throwing an after-after party at his house, we could totally sneak in. Less security.” Lex stated, clearly having done her research.

“Which one is that again?” You asked, not remembering all the celebrities from the werewolf show they were obsessed with.

“Omg, you still haven’t watched Teen Wolf yet? That’s it, we’re done.” Lex joked, shifting ahead in the line slightly. “We seriously need to have a Teen Wolf marathon one night and force you to watch it.”

“I just don’t care about TV that much.” You shrugged your shoulders, standing on your tippy toes to look out over the long line of people.

“That’s a damn lie. You watch Friends like it will never come back on again.” Annabeth nudged your shoulder playfully. 

“It’s not my fault I have normal hobbies that don’t include stalking celebrities.” You fired back, which caused Annabeth to nudge you again. We stood in the line chatting about work, and other things; before long your feet were starting to hurt. We had been waiting for two hours, when you had enough.

 "Guys come on, obviously this line isn’t going to end anytime soon.. And I’ve had to pee for like 45 minutes.“ You whined to your two best friends.

"But Y/N.. Come on, please. 30 more minutes, I checked Twitter and it said Dylan is still there and the line isn’t even that long anymore.” Annabeth begged. She was giving you her best puppy dog face which caused Lex to join her, ganging up on you, as always.

“Fine. 30 more minutes, after that we are leaving. No buts.” You said, sounding like your mother. You shook your head lightly as Annabeth said thank you, giving you a slight squeeze. “I’m going to go find a bathroom though, I’ll be right back.” You started walking back down the street. You turned into the alley way which was a shortcut to get to the bar on the back side of the road.  

You weren’t paying attention to where you were going as you pulled out your phone. You checked the time and noticed it was almost 1 a.m, no wonder you were exhausted you thought to yourself. You opened your group text fixing to tell Lex and Annabeth you were just going to go home, when the side entrance door to the theater burst open knocking your phone out of your hand and sending you tumbling to the ground.

“Ow..” you groaned, trying to sit up while placing your hand on your head. Suddenly a gorgeous freckled man was hovering over you, his warm brown as widened as he looked you over, clearly panicking.  

“Oh my god, did I just hit you?” He asked, placing one of his hands on your arm trying to help you get steady.

“No the door hit me by itself..” You rolled your eyes, shrugging off his hand from your arm.

“This is not good.” He exclaimed, running his hand through his already messy dark brown hair.

“For you or for me? Cause right now it feels a lot worse for me.” You rolled your eyes at the handsome stranger again, bringing your hand to your head once more.

“This is really not good.” He said again, looking up and down the alleyway like he was expecting someone.

“Wait, your Dylan O'B–” You were cut off before you could finish your sentence by this hand extremely large hand covering your mouth.

“I will give VIP ticket’s to my next premiere if you don’t scream my name.” He begged, looking directly into your eyes. You jerked his hand away from your mouth and glared up at him.  

“I don’t want to see your stupid movie.” You huffed. Your head was throbbing, and you were starting to feel sick.

“Okay.. Yeah we definitely need to get you to a doctor.” He said, running his hands down his face. He pulled out his phone and started typing a message to someone.

“I am a nurse asshat. YOU don’t need to take me anywhere.” Putting more emphasis on the word, making it clear you weren’t going anywhere with him. He raised his eyebrows slightly, a smirk forming on his lips. He gave you a once over while taking a little to long staring at your bare legs, so you snapped at him, “My eyes are up here.”

He coughed clearly embarrassed to have been caught staring. He leaned closer to you, and a breath caught in your throat. You could easily close the distance and kiss him, but you wouldn’t. His eyes left yours for a moment and traveled down to your lips, it looked like he was about to close the distance when the Alleyway  was filled with lights, and a car came pulling up. The moment was gone, and you realized why he was standing over you. He reached a little farther behind you and grabbed your phone, placing it gently in your hand. “Come on, let me help you up.” He offered both his hands to you, which you smacked away.

“I don’t need any help from you.” You snapped again, rolling away from him so you could stand on your own. You managed to gain enough strength to push yourself up, but when you did you almost passed out from the blood rushing to your head. Dylan’s hands were the only thing keeping you from tumbling to the ground again, and he had such a firm grip on your waist you were sure there would be bruises tomorrow. What bothered you the most wasn’t the fact that he was holding you, it was the inappropriate thoughts that followed.  

“Easy princess..” He spoke softly, turning you toward him. He noticed a small amount of blood on your forehead, “Hey, you’re bleeding..” He pouted as he brushed a stand of hair out of your eyes, and started leading you toward the car. You still felt sick, and lightheaded. Tyler came around from the drivers side, and looked at Dylan alarmed.

“Uh…bro, who’s this? What happened?”  He asked, looking between you and Dylan.

“Help now, questions later.” Dylan stated. Tyler furrowed his brow but didn’t ask for an explanation again.

“Oooookay… here just get in the car..” Tyler said making his way toward you. Dylan made sure Tyler had a grip on you before he let go to walk to the drivers side. Tyler guided you toward the passenger seat of what looked like a black mustang. He gently helped you sit down, your head was throbbing so much that you didn’t care anymore. All you wanted to do was go home. Once you were in the seat, Tyler started asking questions again. “Who is this?" 

"Seatbelt.” Dylan said gesturing to Tyler to grab it and hand it to him, “What is your name?” He asked, taking the seatbelt from Tyler and making sure you were buckled in properly.

“Y/N."  You said, rolling your eyes for what felt like the millionth time since you met him.

"Well it’s nice to meet you Y/N.” Dylan smiled, trying to lighten the mood as he buckled up his seat belt.

“I could think of nicer ways..” You grumbled, which caused Dylan and Tyler to chuckle.

“Um.. I’m not feeling to hot.”

“Woah do not throw up in my car, I just got her detailed.” Tyler begged, looking down at you. You just glared at him, and layed your head back onto the seat. Every time you closed your eyes, you could see spots. You knew you might have a mild concussion, nothing some aspirin and an ice pack couldn’t fix. Tyler shut the car door but leaned down so he could still talk to us. Dylan reached into his pocket for the keys to his car, and handed them to Tyler.  

“I’ll see you at the party in a bit, and bro.. Don’t tell anyone about this.” Dylan asked his best friend. Tyler just nodded, turning around to walk through the entrance Dylan came out of earlier. Dylan started the car, and pulled out of the alley. We sat in silence for a moment, you could tell Dylan wanted to say something but he just kept his eyes on the road.

“Where are you taking me?” You asked, tearing your gaze from the window.

“I told you, the hospital." 

"And I told you, I’m a nurse. Just take me home please..” Your voice barely above a whisper.

“But you’re bleeding..” Dylan whined, sounding like a 3 year old when they don’t get their way.

“I won’t be the only one either unless you take me home.” You demanded this time with more force. He reluctantly agreed, plugging in the address you gave him into his phone. You turned your attention back toward the window as Dylan mumbled something under his breath you didn’t catch. You were fixing to ask what he said when a ringtone went off. Dylan reached into his suit pocket and pulled out his phone to answer it.

“Hey bro what’s up?” Dylan looked over at you, a playful smile on his face. You were admiring his moles when his eyes widened. “Shit.. Are you serious?” Dylan groaned, “Okay dude, yeah I’ll be right there.” This time your eyes widened as he made a quick u-turn at the next red-light.

“Where are you going?” You yelled.

“How do you feel about a party?” Dylan offered, a hopeful and pleading smile on his face.

How Doctor Who, Die Hard, and Sonic the Hedgehog are all in the same multiverse.

So lets start with Doctor Who. Now the series itself has had many official crossovers in expanded media including Star Trek and EastEnders, but we’re not focusing on those right now.

This is Clara Oswald. 

She’s a companion of the the 11th and 12th Doctors and in the show her being was splintered across time and space causing multiple versions of her to exist at different points in time. Here is one of those splinters. 

As you can see this splinter landed in the 1940′s US and dated Bucky Barnes, A.K.A. the Winter Soldier. Clearly connecting Doctor Who to the Marvel Cinematic Universe. 

You know who else is in the MCU

This woman. 

Hawkeye’s wife, who he lovingly calls Laura. Her full name is Lauran and back in high school she had a crush on this guy. 

Cory Matthews, star of Boy Meets World. She was the only person to ever truly threaten the almighty relationship that is Cory and Topanga (who FYI, shows a lot of evidence of being part Time Lord but we won’t get into that here.) 

Now hang onto you’re hats cause here’s where things get complicated. 

In his younger day’s Cory was pen pals with Steve Urkel (who’s actor also voiced Sonic but that’s neither here nor there); as mentioned once in a Full House/Family Matters crossover. 

 In the episode “Beauty and the Beast” Urkel sent a chain letter to his friend Cory Matthews, who lived in Philadelphia.

Now as we all know Urkel’s neighbor is local police officer Carl Winslow. 

Who is apparently in the witness protection program and had to be reassigned to Chicago after the events in Die Hard and Die Hard 2. 

Good news is he eventually moved back to New York cause he reappears in Girl Meets World, so I guess whoever was after him got caught. 

Are ya still with me so far? 

Good, cause now that we are back at the Feenyverse it’s time to mention another crossover. 

Boy Meets World had not one but two official crossovers with Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Because apparently all of TGIF was a prototype for the current MCU

As we all know Sabrina is character created by Archie Comics. During her successful 90s tv show the company published a new comic series to coincide with said show. 

It is this version of the character that Sonic the Hedgehog (who at the time was also published by Archie) crossovered over with due to some inter-dimensional reality hopping.

So there you have it. Doctor Who, Die Hard, and Sonic the Hedgehog are all connected. 


Boy Meets World is the center of the Multiverse! 

When Snow Falls

Exo mafia au; You are the sister of Chanyeol, a powerful mob boss who has just hired Kyungsoo (D.O) to protect you.   

Kyungsoo (D.O.) x Reader ft. Chanyeol, Baekhyun, Sehun

Part 1/11 Part 2 here Part 3 here Part 4 here Part 5 here Part 6 here Part 7 here Part 8 here Part 9 here Part 10 here Part 11 here


Word Count 2,587

Warning- This fan fiction contains suggestive themes involving violence and death. Please read at your own digression. This is just a fictional story and does not represent the personalities or factual stories of real people.

You sat in a comfortable leather chair, your fingernails gently trailing the stitching. You focused only on the material avoiding your older brother’s gaze completely.

“Y/N,” he said in his deep growl.

You didn’t think you’d ever get used to your brother Chanyeol’s deep voice. It still startled you and made you quiver. No matter how tough or confident you were, Chanyeol’s growl always put you in your place.

“Yes, oppa?” You said lightly finally meeting his eyes. Your brother smiled at you, something he did not show anyone else.

“I’m doing this because I love you and you need someone who will protect you.” His deep voice lost his edge. He spoke softly but only to you. He would never reveal this side to anyone.

“I don’t need any-” you were cut off by a single loud knock at the door.

Chanyeol immediately straightened up and in his usual dead voice he called the guest in. The door opened and you twisted your head back to get a look. A young man wearing a black tailored suit walked in. Shoes polished, raven hair groomed meticulously, not a single flaw in sight. He wasn’t very tall but still definitely taller than you. His suit jacket strained a bit on his broad shoulders. This was definitely done on purpose.

Everything about these type of men was thought-out to the very last detail. The way they dress, talk, act and every other feature about themselves had been strategically planned. You remember two years prior your brother asked one of his men to punch him in the face. At first, you thought he had gone mad. You remembered the petrified look on the foot soldier’s face probably questioning if this was a test. Nonetheless, your brother had done it simply to look intimidating. He wanted to be feared by all the other “capos” or mafia bosses. “A man who can take a punch is always feared,” he had said.

The tailored man curtly closed the door and lightly bowed. He reached his hand across the table to your brother’s. You noticed that the man’s dark lifeless eyes ignored you completely. As if you weren’t even there. Was this also done on purpose? Most likely. He didn’t seem too nervous. Chanyeol stood and shared a handshake, then motioned him to sit beside you.

“Kyungsoo, right on time as always.” Chanyeol nodded approvingly. “I would like to introduce you to the dearest and most important person in my life. My little sister.”

Tension immediately filled the room and you could feel Kyungsoo stiffen. He still refused to look at you which for some reason made Chanyeol grin. You, on the other hand, could not look away from the mysterious man.  

“I like you a lot Kyungsoo, I know I made the right choice. Her name is Y/N. She will be your most important responsibility.” Chanyeol’s grin faded. “Nothing in your life will ever be more important than Y/N. Nothing at all. You must protect her and keep her safe.”

It was odd, the tightening feeling in your chest. You suddenly felt nauseous and your palms became clammy. You knew for some time now that Chanyeol was on the hunt for eligible suitors for his little sister. He had told you a month prior over dinner. You had protested. A fight quickly ensued.

“Y/N!” He had shouted slamming his fists on the table. “You have no choice. You’re a woman now, no longer a little girl. Despite my feelings on the matter, you will start dating and I would rather pick him myself. He will be responsible and trustworthy and eventually you two will replace Baekhyun and I. You’re all I have left. Please let me do this for you.”

Chanyeol and Baekhyun had built this underground empire since they were 17. You remembered all the pain that had come from this. The deaths, the torture. Everything. You were forced into this world and Chanyeol was all you had. You didn’t want to disappoint him. It was true, you were an adult now. You remember the longing feeling that would come over you late at night as you dreamed of dating like other girls. Going to university and meeting a nice boy. However, that was not your life. It never would be. You silently agreed. Chanyeol would pick a good man. Well, as good as a mobster could be.

“Remember that just because I have made you date that doesn’t mean that Y/N is your property. You may not control her, pressure her, or make her do something she doesn’t want to do. All relationships take time and patience, I am sure you’ll learn that on your own, though. Remember what I have said Kyungsoo, take care of my sister. You must stay faithful to only her.” Chanyeol stood and peered at you both with intense eyes. He then leaned down and grabbed Kyungsoo roughly by the collar pulling him close. “Touch Y/N without her permission and you’ll be better off dead,” Kyungsoo said nothing. He sat quietly and didn’t once flinch or break eye contact with your brother.

Chanyeol grinned and let Kyungsoo go.

“Well, aren’t you going to say something?” Chanyeol asked sitting on his desk. “This relationship feels dry already.” He sighed rubbing his face.

Kyungsoo slowly turned to you. “Y/N, I will protect and respect you. I will do anything to keep you safe.”

Kyungsoo stared into your eyes and for some unknown reason, it made your heart flutter. He, however, was emotionless. His eyes like glass. His expression unchanging. You felt pathetic. You suddenly stood and smoothed yours in place.

“Great. It was nice meeting you Kyungsoo. I have things to do.”

Without another word, you left the room closing the door loudly behind you. Who does he think he is? He wouldn’t even look at me! I can’t believe my heart beat so quickly when he said my name. I’m so pathetic. You were tough! You were Y/N! Your brother owned one of the most respected and feared drug and crime empires ever and here you were getting a little lightheaded because of some Kyungsoo! This had never happened before. You never feared the other men who worked for you brother. You didn’t even fear Baekhyun, in fact, the only man you would ever refer to as “oppa” was Chanyeol. You wouldn’t be caught dead saying it to any other man. You walked briskly with your shoulders pushed back.

A bright smiling face at the end of the hallway greeted you with a wave. You internally rolled your eyes and almost contemplated turning around.

“Y/N!” Sehun called out. “Are you in trouble again? Chanyeol hyung seemed to be in a good mood earlier. Did you anger him?” The tall blond man rambled. He was the youngest man working under Chanyeol and he could be a real pain.

He was supposed to be in the mafia yet he acted like this was kindergarten. You knew Sehun very well. Ever since you were children actually. He was only a month older than you and always held it as leverage, “I am your oppa Y/N. Don’t speak to me informally.” Which would lead you to punch him and avoid him for weeks? The only reason why your brother and Baekhyun kept him around was simply because of how intimidating he could be. He was young, inexperienced, and sometimes uncontrollable but when the situation called for it, he could be the scariest man you’d ever meet. You had watched him torture and hurt many men. Even older foot soldiers feared him. Sehun was definitely a forced to be reckoned with.

“Sehun, please move. I have things to do.” You shoved past him and hurried along.

“Oppa Y/N! It’s oppa!”

You sat in your office with the lights off. It helped with headaches and left you feeling relaxed, at peace. A light knock startled you and gripped your armchair.

“I’m busy Sehun!” You shouted audibly groaning as you rubbed your temples.

“It’s Kyungsoo.” The voice behind the door said.  

You felt yourself instantly become anxious. Oh, I wish it was Sehun instead. You thought as you felt your heart rate speed up.

“Come in,” you ordered with a tone that rivaled Chanyeol’s.

The door opened and you could see the figure of a man approach you. You reached over and switched on the light, immediately regretting it. Your head pulsed and your eyes weakly tried to adjust.

“Here,” Kyungsoo said lightly. You looked up to see him handing you a glass of water with ice. “Chanyeol said you’re prone to migraines.” He continued gently.

You looked over him and sighed deeply. He was gorgeous and mysterious. He was actually smiling now yet it didn’t seem genuine. You straightened up and motioned him to sit across from you which he did.

You took the glass from him and peered into it. Then in a quick motion, you lunged the cup towards him, soaking him completely. Shock spread over his face and you took note to the way his fists balled and he shut his eyes, eyebrows furrowing.

“What kind of man hands a woman an open drink? Do you think I’m that fucking stupid?” You sat back as you spoke. Your voice calm. Chanyeol had taught you better. Despite the fact that he was handpicked by your brother out of hundreds of men didn’t mean anything. You trusted Chanyeol only.

“I can see why you don’t have many suitors,” Kyungsoo said harshly as he reached into his pocket to wipe his face with a handkerchief.

“You’re right. My brother kills them all so tread lightly.” You smiled at him and crossed your legs. “You can leave now.”

Kyungsoo stood but didn’t walk away. “Your brother sent me to call for you. He said he needs us.” He said this as he smoothed his suit jacket.

You stood. “It’s Chanyeol or hyung to you.” You walked out of the room with Kyungsoo and made a point to lock your door before you walked down the hall.

His artificial kindness won’t mean I’ll play nicely. You tried to convince yourself to hate Kyungsoo. Why would he agree to be your boyfriend? His actions made your head hurt even more. Just because you had to date didn’t mean you had to be nice.

You two slipped into a large dimly light room where Chanyeol and Baekhyun stood side by side. They peered down at someone blindfolded and tied up to a chair.

“What is going on?” You asked as you approached the sniffling person.

“Hello Y/N it’s nice to see your beautiful face again,” Baekhyun smirked. He had been out for a few weeks on active work and you could see what it pertained to. Stalking and kidnapping.

“I already met your new beau. It’s a shame Chanyeol doesn’t approve of you and me,” Baekhyun pouted.

Chanyeol roughly elbowed him.

Baekhyun the flirt and lover of all beautiful women. He was too rambunctious and wild. Chanyeol would never let it happen. Even though the conversation of you and Baekhyun had seriously been in discussion many times within themselves. They never asked for your input or opinion. In fact, it made you angry Chanyeol warned Kyungsoo about treating you like property when your brother had done it your whole life.

You snapped out of your thoughts and questioned the person sitting on the chair. “Why is she here?” You asked noticing the woman’s long dark hair. She wore a thin blouse and a short skirt. You could see the marks her heels made on the floor as she was dragged.

No one answered. In fact, it seemed like they were trying to drag whatever was going to happen on. They usually weren’t like this, so tense. Every other time they would make jokes or vocally torture their victims. You also took note that Sehun was not in the room. Extremely unusual when it came to interrogations.

“Go ahead Y/N. Remove her blindfold.” Baekhyun said smirking.

You were used to this. In fact you had tortured someone before. A foot soldier which you had discovered had been given information to the police. You didn’t like thinking about it so you shut the thoughts out immediately. You slowly walked up to the bound woman and removed her blindfold. You felt her flinch at your touch and sob quietly. You gently placed a hand atop her head shushing her gently. This was a page out of Sehun’s book. Comfort your victim. “It helps them relax and open up. Also making the interrogation confusing for them and even too overwhelming. I have had snitches spill everything they know when I smooth their hair faster than if I placed a knife at their throat. It’s twisted. It fucks with them.” You could hear Sehun saying this in your head.  

The woman looked up at you and you could see her trying to speak. Begging. You leaned down closer to her, “If you value your ability to see, then don’t fucking look at me.” You said. You needed to be in control at all times. The woman quickly looked away and made eye contact with Kyungsoo instead. You felt her begin to fight against her restraints then she began to scream.

“Kyungsoo! Kyungsoo please don’t let them hurt me. Please!” She begged.

Everyone’s eyes in the room were on Kyungsoo but only you were surprised.

“You know her?” You asked.

“Of course, he knows her. This is his ex-girlfriend. Isn’t she Kyungsoo?” Baekhyun asked sliding his arm around Kyungsoo, his voice taunting.

Kyungsoo looked at the woman in shock. His eyes wide and fists tightly balled together.

“You must prove that you’re trustworthy. You must prove your commitment to my sister and to us.” Chanyeol said deeply.

“Wait what?” You asked, your voice sounding strangled.

Chanyeol walked over and snatched the blindfold out of your hand tying it tightly over the woman’s mouth to keep her from crying out any longer.

“Oppa please,” You said still trying to process everything. “You don’t have to do this. Don’t you trust Kyungsoo?” You asked frantically.

Yes, you had tortured people. You watched others torture people without flinching. Without remorse. This was your life since you were very young. This was the norm. However, taking an innocent woman to prove another man’s loyalty was wrong. It made you sick.

“I will trust him. If he does this. Kyungsoo must be the one to do it. You don’t have to torture her. Just one bullet in her head is good enough for me.” Your brother said taking his gun out of its holster and handing it to Kyungsoo.

This was odd. Your brother would never simply hand his gun to another person. Now he was defenseless yet he didn’t seem to care. He was enjoying this.

“Hyung-” Kyungsoo began shaking his head.

Baekhyun quickly took his gun out as well and cocked it. Placing it against Kyungsoo’s skull.

“No please! This doesn’t have to be this way! I trust him!” You shouted standing in front of the woman.

“Y/N!” Chanyeol barked dragging you out of the way. You could hear the woman’s muffled screaming and Baekhyun hissing things into Kyungsoo’s ear. Everyone began to scream and shout.

“Do it now!” You could hear Baekhyun screaming.

“I can’t!” Kyungsoo cried out.

More shouting until you couldn’t tell their voices apart or what was being said until a loud gunshot rang throughout the warehouse.

❅ ❅ ❅

Thank you! 

Part 2 here Part 3 here Part 4 here Part 5 here Part 6 here Part 7 here Part 8 here Part 9 here Part 10 here Part 11 here

Boy Meets Girl (Chapter 2)

Author: sumcp

Chapter two: The Closet

Characters: Dylan O'Brien x Reader

Word Count:  2096

Warnings: occasional swearing, mentions of kidnapping(triger warning?) and terrible sentence structure/grammar ( I am working on it)

Note: This is based off the Disney Channel Movie Starstruck with a twist. I do not own the rights to the movie.

Chapter 1 // Chapter 3

You sat in the car, stunned that Dylan would even ask such a stupid question. You couldn’t form a sentence, trying to find the words to tell him exactly what you thought when he interrupted your train of thought.

“Earth to Y/N..” He trailed off, snapping his long fingers in your direction. You always hated when people snapped their fingers to get attention, it made you feel like they were talking to a dog telling it to sit. His hopeful look, quickly turned into one of annoyance. You have had enough of his attitude tonight.

“Dylan you just hit me with a door, gave me a concussion, and practically kidnapped me.. Hell no I don’t want to go to a party with you. Take me home.” We sat in silence for a moment after you just  blew up on him. Dylan was still making his way to whatever destination he turned us around too, not looking at you anymore. You took the moment of silence and tried to turn on your phone, fixing to text your friends and explain everything that has happened in the last 20 minutes. You clicked the home button 3 times but nothing was working, then you noticed the small hairline fracture running up your Iphone. Great, just what I needed, you thought.

“In my defense, I ‘practically kidnapped’ you to take you to a hospital.. That’s not nearly as bad. That’s the best type of kidnapping.” Dylan offered nonchalantly, daring a glance in your direction.

“You know what the best type of kidnapping is? No kidnapping at all!” You caught his gaze, having a silent stare down with the gorgeous boy. Dylan caved first, averting his eyes back to the road with a low sigh. He didn’t bother to turn back around at the red light like you thought he would, instead when the light turned green he went right through. 

“Are you serious? You realiz you just went from practically kidnapping, to full on kidnapping right?” You yelled at him again. 

“Just Calm down Y/N.” Dylan sighed again, shaking his head lightly as he continued to stare at the road.

“I don’t want to calm down, I want to go home.” You fumed, throwing your broken phone in his direction out of anger.

“Ow! What is wrong with you?” Dylan yelped, obviously not prepared for your assault. Dylan swerved the car momentarily, and turned to look at you wide eyes. He looked shocked, not believing you actually threw something at him.

“What’s wrong with me? Nothing. Nothing at all, I was looking forward to getting abducted tonight.”

“Oh is that why you’re so crabby?”

“I am not crabby.” You huffed. It seemed like Dylan was just trying to make you angry at this point.

“Oh.. right, not crabby, defensive.” Dylan rolled his eyes at you, griping the steering wheel tighter.

“I am NOT defensive.” You put more emphasis on the word, trying to get your point across. You realized you had only known him for 30 minutes and all you have done was argue with each other. You let out a small breath of air defiantly, turning your body so you could gaze out the window.

“See you disagree with everything I say.”

“Do not.”

“Do too.”

“Just take me home!” You yelled at Dylan for the what seemed like the 100th time.

“I will!” He yelled back. He had his jaw set and his hands were still tense on the wheel. A couple of seconds passed before he calmy added, “But first, we need to make one teeny-tiny little stop.”

15 minutes passed, neither of you saying a word to each other. You continued to stare out the window, not wanting to sneak a peak at Dylan for fear he would be looking at you too. You made a plan, once you arrived at the party, for whatever reason he couldn’t be bothered to take you home first, you would borrow someone else’s phone and call an Uber. You noticed the car pulling into a subdivision full of fancy houses. You knew we were getting closer to the destination when Dylan turned onto a smaller dead end street. Unless he’s planning on killing you, you thought. 

“Is this the part where you cut me up in little pieces and hide my body?” You mused. He scoffed, turning the wheel around a sharp curve. You heard the blaring of music before you saw the house. Dylan made one more turn before the house came into view, cars were pilled all around and it seemed like every light was one. People were milling about, half of them having red solo cups in their hands. Dylan quickly grabbed a garage door opener from the visor, opening it so he could park the car. You forgot you were in Tyler’s car and not Dylans. 

He quickly put the car in park, closing the garage door behind him by pressing the button. Before you knew it he was at the passenger side door, opening it for you. What a gentleman, you thought. No Y/N, this guy was a stuck up celebrity who only cares for himself. You were torn away from your conflicting thoughts when you finally got out of the car and heard the music first hand. You were surprised the whole city of Los Angeles couldn’t hear it.

“Alright so we’re gonna go through this door, and up the stairs as quickly as possible.” Dylan spoke, while pointing to the door on your right. He looked nervous, and you couldn’t help but wonder why so you asked.


“Because, there is someone here I need to meet. You can just wait in my old room until I’m done and then I promise I will take you home okay.” He was defiantly nervous and you were full of questions. You pondered the offer a moment, and reluctantly agreed. He didn’t know you, which means he didn’t know how stubborn you really were. He started walking toward the door and you followed in line with him. He paused before opening it, looking back at you. “Ready? On my count. 1…2…3..“ 

Dylan opened the door quickly, the banging from the base making your head throb again. You were stunned at the inside of the house, pausing to take in the sight. “I didn’t know being werewolf paid this well.” You mumbled.There were people practically shoulder to shoulder, filing out to the backyard. You watched as a couple of girls pass by, dressed in what couldn’t even be classified as a bikini, making their way to the pool. Dylan was a few steps in front of you when he noticed you still standing by the door, watching the party unfold. He grabbed your hand, tugging it in the directions of the stairs. You let him lead the way, as you tore your gaze from the party. Just as you reached the top step, you thought you saw a flash go off out of the corner of your eye, but you didn’t have time to turn around and inspect it before Dylan turned the corner to the hallway. 

He stopped once he reached the second door, ushering you in side and looking both ways before he closed it. Once the door was shut he leaned against it, visibly relaxing. He let out a small sigh, rubbing his slight peach fuzz that was on his chin. You wandered farther into the room, even if there wasn’t much to look at. You noticed a drum set in the far corner with a couple of posters hanging on the wall from various bands, and a couple of pictures as well. There was two doors in the room, one was already opened revealing a luxurious on-sweet, so you assumed the other door was a closet, but what got your attention the most was the king sized bed that set perfectly centered against the back wall. You made your way over to the bed, running your fingers along it lightly. The comforter was soft to the touch which had your imagination in over drive with images of you and Dylan rolling around under it, getting tangled up in what appeared to be Egyptian Cotton sheets. 

“Okay so you can stay in here, just don’t make too much noise. Feel free to watch TV, I will be back as soon as possible.” He said, teetering back and forth looking at you nervously.

“Okay.” You simply said, making your way to the TV stand to grab the remote. He looked up at you shocked, he was obviously prepared for another fight. You glanced back at him, but you couldn’t read his facial expressions anymore. Before you could make your way back to the bed, Dylan grabbed your arm gently, pulling you so that you were facing each other. He didn’t say anything for a moment, just continuing to look at you.

“Do you need something O'Brien? Am I suppose to curtsy as you exit?” He raised an eyebrow at the question, which you returned with more sass, giving him a small bow. He let out a small chuckle, shaking his head slightly.

“Listen smartass,” he laughed again, “I just wanted to say thank you. You are doing me a huge favor, even though you don’t like me and I really a–”

“It’s not a favor if you are dragged somewhere against your will.” You pointed out which earned you a playful glare, but Dylan continued talking ignoring your comment.  

“And I REALLY appreciate it.” He put emphasis on the word, and you could tell by the glimmer in his eyes he was telling the truth. He gave you a small smile, which made you smile in return. We continued to stare at each other, this time the silence wasn’t uncomfortable or hostile, it was peaceful. He broke eye contact for a moment as his chestnut colored eyes darted to your lips and back.

It was so fast you barely noticed, but it still caused a lump to form in the back of your throat. Your mind was racing and you were surprised Dylan didn’t hear your heart that was pounding in your chest. He tilted his head slightly, licking his lips. He looked at you, trying to judge if you were okay with this but the problem was, you didn’t know if you were or not. The last person you kissed was Ryan, and the thought of someone else’s lips on yours was hard to imagine since you thought Ryan would be the last person you kissed. Ever. He tilted his head further, only inches separating you from him now. When you felt his breath fanning on your lips, you made a spur of the moment decision and closed your eyes. Dylan took that as a sign, but before he could close the short distance to crash his mouth on yours, his phone rang.

The ringtone pulled you out of the moment, causing you to pull away slightly opening your eyes. Dylan coughed, pulling all the way away from you as he ran his fingers through his hair before grabbing his phone out of his pocket. The moment you two almost shared, was gone and the peaceful silence you were sharing had turned awkward. Dylan read the text that interrupted us, and his eyes widened momentarily. He quickly put his phone away and started walking toward the door.

“I gotta go, I’m.. I’m sorry,” He stammered, he coughed lightly trying to pull himself together. “Like I said make yourself at home. Just stay.” He offered you a small smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

“Woof.” You pouted, putting your arms up to resemble a dog. His face fell, hurt by your joke.

“Y/N that’s not what I meant, I—”


Dylan’s eyes practically fell out of his head when he heard his name being called by a female voice. You looked at him concerned but before you had the chance to say anything, the voice called again.

"Dylan O'Brien I know you’re up there!" 

Whoever was yelling was not happy, even through the loud music you could hear her stomping up the stairs. Dylan quickly grabbed your arm again, spinning you around. He was dragging you toward the second door in the room, as the girl screamed his name one more time.

"Look I will explain in just a minute but please just be quiet.” Before you knew it, he had the door open and you didn’t have time to react as he gave you a slight nudge into what you guessed earlier was a closet. It was dark inside but you could faintly make out the outline of clothes. You stumbled back, stepping on what you thought was a pair of shoes. You were fixing to come barging out when you heard Dylan’s door open and slam shut with a bang. You pressed your ear against the door just in time to hear him.

“Hey Brittany.”

anonymous asked:

omg thank you for the stony recs. i stayed up really really late reading the lovecraft one. it was so good. do you have a stony fic rec post like you do for cherik?

I do now!

R.C.’S SUPER (soldier) AWESOME STEVE/TONY FIC REC LIST OF DOOM (but not, like, Dr. Doom)

Personal Favorite (I seriously read this like twice a month)

What Lies Beneath by asktheravens (warnings: Lovecraftian horror)

“Carlton’s last log entry just says, ‘I have to go home.  Mother is calling me.’  At about the same time, he made this recording.”  He pushed play, and Carlton’s last words came through the speakers.  The man, a fully trained agent of SHIELD, had sobbed in his last moments, and the sound crackled with his ragged breathing.  They listened in silence as he choked and gasped and called out one word, over and over again: Mother.  Near the end of the clip, he drew a long, shaky breath and must have rallied, for the last sounds from him were footsteps and the faint jingle of the handcuffs.  After that, he could be heard to mutter and sob, mother mother MOTHER in the distance, but the audio broke apart into the sinister hiss of the whisper repeating its terrible message.  The last few seconds were filled with a strange sound that reminded Tony of both an animal braying and a nasty chuckling laugh, and then the recorder shut off for good.

“What the hell did I just listen to?” Steve asked.

Keep reading

mysterybookworm16  asked:

Hey! I love your blog!! Could you recommend some YA books that you like, if you don't mind??

hey, thanks! i’m glad that you love it! :)

okay, wow. i hope you are ready for this because i am not. jk i was born ready for this. i mostly read ya so this list will be hella long, be prepared:

The Host by Stephenie Meyer (okay this is a lifelong debate if it’s ya or not but idc this is my favorite book ever and i’ll always mention it. this book is about earth in the future when aliens (HOSTS) insert themselves into human bodies and make the word a peaceful and better place. but not all humans are dead and there are un-hosted people who fight back and safe the race. one of the hosts gets inserted into a girl that won’t vanish and long story short they go on a mission to find her boyfriend and brother IT’S SO GOOD PLEASE READ IT IT’S EVERYTHING TO ME)

series (because most ya novels i read were part of a series):

  • Vendetta by Catherine Doyle (5 boys move into an abandoned house in a chicago suburb and the main character (girl) meets one of them and gets thrown into looooots of drama. let me just say MAFIA. it’s so good. i love it. favorite series!)
  • angelfall by susan ee (angels are actually the bad guys who kill people and make earth their battlefield. penryn tries to flee to a safer place with her little sister and mother but things happen and her sister was taken by evil angels after she witnessed a fight between them and another angel and intervened. she is stuck with the one she tried to help in order to get to her sister and rescue her. soon good. main character is so badass i love her.)
  • star-crossed by josephine agenlini (GREEK MYTHOLOGY BUT MODERN DAY! enough said? no? okay, a new family moves into a small town and as soon as mad character lays eyes on the boy she finds him stunningly attractive and wants to kill him brutally at the same time. soooooooo goooood)
  • cinder by marissa meyer (-future- main character is a cyborg and mechanic. one days she fixes the crown prince’s robot and things happen. no, but seriously this series is so great and at the end of the first book shit seriously goes down and the 3 next books all feature characters from other tales but also different. it’s awesome!)
  • the 5th wave by rick yancey (aliens took over the world and kill all humans, girl is the ‘lone’ survivor and tries to find her brother who was taken into a camp by the government. i live for ethan)
  • The Wrath & the Dawn by Renée Ahdieh (thousand and one night but different. every day a young woman gets married to hot boy king but get killed at every dawn. main character’s best friend was chosen the day before and died and now she wants to avenge her death and kill the king herself. but the more time she spends at the palace the more she finds out about the truth. omg this book was too good, i devoured in like 2 days and i’m still extremely sad that i don’t own the sequel.)
  • The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater (okay, sometimes i think i got the gist of it but it still feels like a big mystery with these books. i only read the first 2 so far and i’m currently reading the third. a non-psychic girl befriends with 4 boys who go to a local school for rich boys and try to find a dead but also alive (?) welsh king. i tried.)
  • Throne of Glass by Sarah J Maas (girl assassin who was working as a slave in a mine has the opportunity to fight for her freedom by joining a competition to become the king’s champion. that’s only the beginning. a huge truck load of shit is going down the further you get along in the series. it’s so good i love it!)
  • Obsidian by Jennifer L Armentrout (girl moves to small town ends up being next door neighbors to drop dead gorgeous alien twins and get thrown right in the middle of alien vs government drama. i haven’t read the last book so far because i’m still not over the feels and the suffering from the 4th book. send help and hugs.)
  • Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Sáenz (two boys who start hating out at the beginning of the summer. lots of feels and beautiful written words. i love it pls read it)

standalones (finally!):

  • The Next Together by Lauren James (reincarnation and time travel. it’s so so so so good. if you want to know more about my feels towards that book head over to my youtube channel and check out my june wrap up video. i ramble a lot about this book there)
  • Before I Fall by Lauren Oliver (popular girl dies and relives her last day 7 times and finds out a lot of stuff. super sad but also super good. movie is coming out this year and i am totes excited)
  • Radio Silence by Alice Oseman (study machine befriends with a boy (NO ROMANCE) and can be her geeky self but things happen and their friendship fall apart and lots of drama and my heart because wow read it pls. it’s so good and so many important things like job without uni, bisexuality and other other sexualities are mentioned and discussed there and it’s so good)
  • My Life Next Door by Huntley Fitzpatrick (okay fluffy fluff fluff feel good but also drama and feels book. girl falls in love with boy (and his family) next door. so cute. so many feels. i ship them so hard. IT’S SO CUTE)
  • It’s Kind of a Funny Story by Ned Vizzini (boy puts himself into the psychiatric ward after he almost committed suicide. great book, read it!)
  • Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell (introverted girl goes to college but is more or less alone because her twin sister does other things with other friends. she throws herself in writing fan fiction and is famous on the internet for it. reagan is great and levi is life. read it!)
  • Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell (80′ies, girl moves to her mother and has a hard time finding friends. befriends and falls in love with a guy on a bus (okay, their interaction starts on the bus) it’s really cute and i devoured that book. it was great!)
  • The Love That Split the World by April Henry (really beautiful book! girl meets boy from an alternate universe and they fall in love. lots of native american tales and native american characters. loved it!)
  • All the Bright Places by Jennifer Niven (OKAY THIS BOOK WILL TEAR YOU APART EMOTIONALLY I WAS CRYING SO HARD AND OMG THAT AUTHO’S NOTE KILLED ME COMPLETELY LIKE I WAS DEAD INSIDE 184238290% boy and girl get thrown together in a school project and travel to all these places in their state. heart breaking. soul stealing. mind taking. i love this book so much although it killed me)
  • The Heartbreakers by Ali Novak (girl meets lead singer of boyband she absolutely dislikes but some things happen. not only some love story, it’s also a story about family and siblings and making your own choices and live your own life. fluffy, drama and cute)

okay, there are probably some books i forgot to mention (mainly because it’s past 1am and i am tired but also because this list is hella long already and just  like 3 people tops will even bother to read it.

i hope i was able to spark your interest in some books! let me know if you decide to read one of them! i would love to hear your opinion about them! :)

“I’m not –”  Marinette begins, but it chases away quickly.  “How did you figure it out?”  

“It was kind of hard, at first,” he still isn’t looking at her.  “But, really, it was just a matter of connecting the dots.  It was obvious after that,” he says blankly.

“Is it obvious to everyone else too?”

“No,” he says, blankly.  He thumbs the pages of her book that has been sitting on her balcony for ages.  “I think it was just obvious to me because –” he pauses to grin at her.  “Well – because it’s me.”

Marinette crosses her arms.  “And what’s that supposed to mean?”  She pouts, leaning herself against the rail of her balcony.

Chat laughs and holds his hands up in defense, “nothing, nothing.  It’s just that – I’ve known you for so long, I guess it was inevitable.”

Marinette mouths the word inevitable to herself.  Was it always going to be like this?

In another universe, would it still all be inevitable?

In another universe, he’s  her childhood friend that lives two houses down.  And there’s no Chloe and there’s no akumas, just them.  And because they’ve known each other since they were babies; because they know what each other’s ups-and-downs look like; because she knows what peeves him and he knows what peeves her; because they’ve known each other that well: the way they end is only inevitable.

In another universe, he is still the only star she wishes on.  The crush that she never truly quite got over, even after he moves away.  And they will see each other five years later, he’s getting his coffee, a caramel macchiato, and she’s the one who makes it for him.  She leaves her number on the rim of his cup.  Three dates and two cups of coffee later, it’s inevitable.  

In another universe, it’s the typical story of boy-meets-girl.  Boy meets girl, boy falls in love with girl, destiny intervenes and it’s like fate is screaming at them: inevitable.

Only, this is not another universe.

So I'm looking for some new blogs to follow...

…because I need some more variety in my dash, and I love following new people and making friends! 
So, give this a “like” or “reblog” if you post any of the following (even if it’s just one!) and I’ll check out your blog:

  • Gravity Falls
  • Avatar: The Last Airbender/Legend of Korra
  • Hey Arnold
  • Phineas and Ferb
  • The 7D
  • Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (any version)
  • Yu-Gi-Oh
  • Teen Titans
  • Batman
  • Spiderman
  • Danny Phantom
  • Fairly OddParents
  • Adventure Time
  • Steven Universe
  • Clarence
  • Bob’s Burgers
  • The Simpsons
  • Boy Meets World/Girl Meets World
  • Wander Over Yonder
  • Kim Possible
  • ChalkZone
  • Dan Schneider shows (Victorious, iCarly, Zoey 101, Drake & Josh, The Amanda Show, Kenan & Kel, All That)
  • 1990s cartoons
  • anything about voice actors
  • Nintendo
  • retro videogames
  • bands (especially Fall Out Boy, Green Day, MCR, and any classic rock, 90s boy bands, or 80s metal bands)

So, if you blog about any (even just one!) of these things, just let me know, and I’ll follow (and y'know, while you’re at it, you can check out my blog ‘cause I blog about these things). ^_^

start at the beginning

Lucas’s story in the Boy/Girl Meets World universe didn’t begin with Riley. It began with Maya.

You like a good story? Start at the *beginning*.

Maya had Lucas’s undivided attention during their ten-second “relationship.” From the second she says “hi,” he can’t take his eyes off of her. He even tracks her with his head. And when Riley lands on his lap it’s cute and all, but she doesn’t get his undivided attention. He keeps stealing glances at back at Maya, which is a big no-no if this bit with Riley in Lucas’s lap is supposed to be his meet-cute with the alleged love of his life. He should have been completely taken with Riley, focusing on nothing but her alone.

But nope.

The story was clear from the pilot. 😏


The offical #BOY MEETS WORLD UNIVERSE MEME! Because it’s the BMW Universe Meme, Girl Meets World is also a part of this meme. Please tag all posts with #bmwuniverse so everyone can see your posts!

10 scenes
9 episodes
8 relationships (friendships, romances, familial relationships)
7 lessons
5 male characters
4 female characters
3 cast members
2 locations
1 season

anonymous asked:

The time Lucas felt that he could talk to Riley forever in the library, she went home and told Cory that she'd learn how to be a real friend. Does he romanticize that moment more than she does?

I think he does, tbh. I feel like there’s enough evidence to suggest that Riley romanticizes the subway a bit more while he romanticizes the library a bit more. (But ofc they both have the fell vs pushed perception issue, partly because of their twin beliefs about the universe.)