but y such a crappy video


Owari no Seraph Chapter 54 TRANSLATED (1 / 4)

Translations by: @panadabro and @cherrysakura8 (They helped with the Japanese text at the beginning! Thank you!)

Editing by: @lestkarrkingofeurope (Hi I’m suffering who are you?)



description: one of Grayson and Ethan’s favorite YouTubers see them at a YouTuber gathering.

pairing: Ethan x platonic!reader, Grayson x platonic!reader

Warnings: Um, none?

sidenote: this is kinda crappy in my opinion but here y'all go


Maybe it was the fact that Ethan had avidly watched her video since she started or the fact that she was standing two feet away from him that had him sweating profusely. Grayson stood next to him staring at the same girl that his brother had hooked him on. The girl was sat at her station signing a fan’s poster as the fan, Olivia, spoke rapidly about how her videos had helped her through her depression.

“How about this Olivia.” the fan stopped talking as copper leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “You give em your twitter, I follow and if you’re ever feeling down just message me. Yes is that okay?”

Olivia vigorously shook her head yes as a stray tear slipped down her face. “Oh, honey please don’t cry I don’t want you to cry.” Olivia laughed and buried her face into coppers chest as copper held her close. Olivia’s mom stood to the side snapping pictures of the moment.

“Thank you.” Olivia squeaked out. She quickly typed her Twitter user in coppers notes. She skipped away to her mother as copper called out to her. “Have a good day honey.”

Now that copper was done with her last meet and greet at vidcon she placed the many gifts she had received behind her curtain and sat down in her chair. There was still two hours until vidcon was over and the people were slowly filtering out. She had a partner, someone, to talk too but Summer happened to be in the bathroom and then she’d be going to her meet and greet place right after so copper was left alone, well with the exception of the fans that now stood around her merch booth.

“Go talk to her.” Ethan prompted Grayson.

“No, you talk to her.”

“What no bro she’d look at me and turn back around.”

“Shut up no she wouldn’t. Look here she comes.” copper had begun walking toward their direction where the food was being served.

The Dolan twins panicked when they saw her walking their way her eyes on her phone. The rushed over to a table and sat down. Their only mistake was the fact that now all the tables were full.

“Oh fuck,” they whispered. They hoped that by the time copper was finished ordering a table would be open but that wasn’t the case. They watched as she searched around for a table her eyes landing on them as they quickly looked down but not quick enough. Copper panicked on the inside that the Dolan twins had been looking at her. Once she got over the panicking and realized they were people just like her she smirked.

Her heels clicked as she strode toward the two boys. Their eyes widened as the sound became louder until it stopped and they looked up.

“Sorry to bother you but do you mind if I sit here all the other tables are full and I don’t have anyone saving a spot.” they realized that her voice was more accented in person than in her videos and that she was slightly taller than they thought. She had to reach at least the bottom of their chins.

“Oh yeah sure no problem.” Ethan slid over in his booth seat to make more space for her. She sat down and place her bag on the floor. While she wasn’t looking Grayson gave Ethan a look of “holy shit.”

“The Dolan twins right?”

“Yep that’s us.” they said.

“Wicked. Nice to meet you, copper but my friends just call me cop or c.” she stuck her hand out and Grayson shook it. He seemed to freeze slightly as a wave of calm washed over him. It was like he had never been freaking out. Ethen shook her hand after and asked her a question.

“Would you consider us friends?”

“That depends on if you end up liking me as a person or not.”

the types as things in the history of japan video

ESTP - the great depression is bad and japans economy is now crappy, but the military is doing just fine

INFJ -  o p e n t h e c o u n t r y s t o p h a v i n g i t b e c l o s e d

ENTP - and japan said  🎶how bout i do anyway 🎶

ISFJ - the new prince wants everyone to try this hot new religon from baekje

ESTJ - the samurai became organized and powerful, more powerful than the government so they made their own military government

INFP - the shogun didn’t actually care he was off somewhere doing poetry

ENTJ - and also better than everybody else, they get rich and the economy goes wild

ISFP -  🎶now there’s more art 🎶

ESFP - all that stuff belongs to germany which just had war declared on by britain because britain was friends with belgium which is being trepassed by germany in order to get to france to kick frances ass because france is friends with russia who was getting ready to kick austria’s ass because austria was getting ready to kick serbias ass because someone from serbia shot the leader of austrias ass, er well actually shot him in the head

INTJ - yeah right it’s not gonna be this kid, its gonna be one of us, cuz we’re grownups

ENFP -  a rich hipster named kukai is bored with modern buddhism

ISTJ - who’s going to be the next shogun?

ESFJ - now the entire country is not at war wit itself

INTP - and japan says can you maybe chill? and russia says how about maybe you chill?

ENFJ - knock knock get the door its religon

ISTP -  🎶hire a samurai 🎶

Masuda Toshiki’s cute confession from Binan Koukou Chikyuu Bouei-bu LOVE! Love from Kinugawa  (´▽`ʃƪ)♡

Masuda Toshiki: Ah~ Where did Shirai-san go?

Masuda Toshiki: Huh? What? (My) hand? I don’t want to, because it’s embarrassing. 

Masuda Toshiki: Why? We could get separated? It’s fine, because if you lost, I will find you.

Masuda Toshiki: Well, I love you after all, so I will definitely find you, right?

Masuda Toshiki: I get it. Come on, let’s go!

Kyle David Hall Imagine

Fandom: escapers

Paring: Kyle David Hall x Reader

requested: Yes

A/N: it may have been a bit confussing so THESE letters( i dont know what theyre called) are what kyle says.


“Hey Guys, today me and my beautiful girlfriend (y/n) are gonna do the girlfriend/boyfriend tag. so i hope you all enjoy!” Kyle said happily into the camera.

i took a moment to look at him, really look at him.

i watched his beautiful eyes sparkle as he was talking, how his hair looked when he had his white beanie on then those lips, the lips i loved to feel on mine. the lips i would love to see in that perfect smile of his.

“(y/n) ,(Y/N), Princess are you listening??”

“ohh, eehhh….. what were you saying babe?”

“i was asking where we met, what were you thinking about anyway?” he asked me as his lips curved in a perfect smile once again.”

i blushed, said nothing and looked at the ground.

“well, first question: where did we meet?”

i smiled at the memory and answered:” we met at hottopic.

i really wanted a As It Is t-shirt but i came a couple dollars short and he was behind me in line. he offered to pay the rest, after that we talked for a bit and i gave him my number. and the rest is history.”

“my turn” I said while i grabbed Kyle’s phone to read the next question.

“okay, Kyle when did you meet my parents?”

Kyle jolted up and answered right away: “ i met her parents about a month ago. i went to her house for a sleepover and we had dinner together”

‘he was so nervous, i should have filmed it”

“yeah… third question: do we have any traditions?”

“yes we do! we have a lot actually, but every weekend Kyle and I will go pennyboarding to some random place and listen to music. sometimes it will get very late and when it’s a clear night we will go stargazing.

next question wich we probably should have done first: how long are we dating?”

“we are dating 5 months and 2 weeks”

“what do i do when i am upset?

“you’ll just get out, you grab your pennyboard and just leave to clear your mind for a bit”

“last question KyeForce. what is our favourite thing to do together?”

our favourite thing to do together is probably(?) just having a lazy day.

i love it when we grab all the food in the house, take it to my or her room and watch movies together. but i also really love our midnight talks.

we will just lay on the floor or the roof and just talk about the things we had done that day, or new things that we found or we wonder what the future is like, will there be flying cars, robots and what would we be doing

i blushed as he was saying all those things. the things that make him happy, or the things that he loves.

“well guys that was the video, i hope you enjoyed and we see you in the next one”

i slowly leaned in to seal this video with the perfect boyfriend. kyle saw what i wals doing and he started to lean in too.

when our lips touched i felt sparks all over my body.

again too soon Kyle backed out and shut the camera of.

“I love you (y/n)”

i love you more, Kyle”



so this was my first kyle imagine.

i really feel that there are way to many imagines for youtubers like him

stay happy not crappy and be rad not sad

I Love You

-X Lika


(This is for the co owner application.)

“‘Sup guys, it’s (Y/YT/N)!” You announced, holding the camera in front of your face before Calum - or Calfreezy - intercepts the view of your face by popping up in front of the lens.
“Hello!” Calum says, waving before he moves from the view and goes to make himself breakfast.
“Sorry you had to see that.” You say, glancing at Calum.
“Excuse me, (Y/N). I think we both know I’m the better one here.” He says before he walks off into his room, bowl of Lucky Charms in hand. You roll your eyes and walk towards the fridge, opening it and being careful to keep the camera trained on you.
“I’m currently in beautiful and sunny L.A, with my good friends; Joe Sugg, Joe Weller, Calfreezy, Will Darbyshire, and Oli White.” You turn the camera round to face the living room. “Say ‘Hi!’ Guys!” I shout and get a chorus of Hi!’s from the people mentioned. You turn the camera back round.
“The boys are all trying to upload a video using the crappy wifi, so after I believe we’re going to go Beverly Hills.” You finish up in the fridge afte grabbing the milk and walk up to Joe’s room where everyone’s congregated singing ‘Beverly Hills, That’s were I want to be.’.
“(Y/N)!” Joe cheered and you laughed.
“Morning, Sugg!” You said and he grinned at you. You gave him your camera and plucked the fedora off of Calfreezy’s head, placing it on your own. You made a silly face before taking it off your head and placing it on Joe’s, leaving your (H/C) hair a touch frizzy from the static.
“Wear it, I dare you.” You said, sticking your rouge out at him.
“Deal.” He says and then he places it back on your head.

Later on, while you and the 5 other YouTubers were walking across the street vlogging.
“It’s gotten really awkward.” You said, making sure Joe was in frame. “Someone just shouted ‘Are you Ashton Irwin to Joe’ and he didn’t reply.” You said and Joe explained to your viewers what happened before moving on to film his own segment on the ‘Aston Irwin’ thing.
“You know what it is?” Will said, you looked at him.
“The fedora.” You both said before high-fiving.

“The girls asked agin if Joe was Ashton Irwin,” you explained, nearing giggling your socks off. “And he was gonna say yes, but he said no in an Australian accent. So they just kinda looked at him, all confused.” You said as Joe said something along the same lines to his viewers.
“Your weird, Joseph.” You giggled as he tucked away his camera.
“I did muck up a little didn’t I?” He asked and you smiled at him.
“A little.” You said and then you turned to face him. “But if it makes it any better, you definitely sing better than him.” You said cheerily and Joe chuckled.
“What about kissing?” He asked and you stared at him.
“Wha-?” Before you could finish your sentence Joe pressed his lips to yours. The first thing you thought was how glad you were the guys went back to the house early, the second thing you thought was how it seemed every nerve exploded like fireworks.
“Well?” He asked, after he pulled away from the kiss. “Better than Ashton Irwin?”
“Definitely.” You replied breathlessly, before you went in for another kiss.

anonymous asked:

I get maybe they did some crappy stuff but did y'all really have to harass Afton into leaving the site completely??? They're 15 for gods sake. All 15 year olds do and say stupid shit. They can learn without being harassed incessantly by anonymous users...

If you don’t want to be harassed by anons don’t go to the site where they post it.


Imaginary Friend

Imagine: Imagine Jack Harkness travelling all throughout your timeline, dubbing himself your “Imaginary Friend.” Being there to hold your hand the day you were first scared to go to school, and doing the same for you when you’re on your deathbed.

Word Count: 1486

External image

Author: therightfulkingofasgard

Author’s Note: 

“I love you (Y/N)! See you when you get home.” The silver car pulled away, leaving the young girl alone in front of the new school. The girl was from a small family and her father was nearly always away on work while her mother worked as the CEO for a large enterprise. At 7 years old she was already used to being left alone and doing things for herself. Today was different though. She was terrified as she walked toward the building, other kids passed her holding their parents hands and she stopped. “Don’t worry. It’s not that bad kid.”

The (H/C) haired girl spun around to find a man with dark hair and bright blue eyes smiling at her. “You’ll meet your best friend in there you know.” The girl swallowed “How do you know? What if no one likes me?” Wide eyes looked back toward the building. “Come on, I’ll walk you inside.” He offered his hand to her.

“Who are you?” she asked first looking at him with slight suspicion. “Don’t you know (Y/N)? I’m your imaginary friend. I’m Jack.” Seemingly satisfied with the answer she placed her hand in his larger one. He walked her all the way to the classroom door but she stopped outside it. Jack knelt in front of her with a small smile “You’re going to be fine (Y/N). I’ll even buy you an ice cream if I’m wrong.” The girl bit her lip before nodding “Okay.” He stood up “Bye Jack.”


The girl did meet her best friend that day, it wasn’t in the classroom though she did make some friends. Jack met her outside the school building and walked her home. All the while they talked and when they finally reached the gates that led to her home he stopped. “See you around kiddo.”


3 years later

(Y/N) sat alone at the kitchen table, a note sat in front of her.

(Y/N) we are so sorry we can’t be there to celebrate with you. I promise we’ll make it up to you when we get home on Tuesday. We love you.

~Mom and Dad

A cake sat behind the note with ten candles flickering on top of it. Angrily she balled up the note and tossed it toward the trash. Before she could do anything else the doorbell echoed through the empty house. The girl jumped up and raced to the door. She looked through the window before opening the door a crack. “Who are you?” she asked looking up at vaguely familiar features. “You don’t remember me? Your imaginary friend?”

Memories came back to her then and she narrowed her eyes “Who are you really? I’m too old for imaginary friends.” The man, Jack, feigned a hurt look. “My name is Captain Jack Harkness and you are never too old for imaginary friends (Y/N).” he gave her a lopsided grin “Plus no one should have to spend their birthday alone.”

Slowly the young girl opened the door “Fine.”

Sitting at the table once more the two looked at each other with pieces of cake on plates in front of them. “Where are you from?” (Y/N) asked.

“The future. A peninsula called Boeshane.”

“What do you do for a living?”

“I’m a time traveler and I hunt alien.”

“Why are you here?”

“I wanted to see you and this cake is delicious.”

“No, I mean why are you here with me. I’m not all that interesting.”

“I wouldn’t say that. I’m from the future remember? For all you know I could be here because I wanted to meet a famous person.”

“Yeah right. Wanna play a game?”

It was early in the morning when Jack looked over to see (Y/N) fast asleep on the end of the leather couch. With a smile he moved the blanket and lifted her into his arms. It wasn’t hard to find the child’s room and he laid her on the bed, tucking the plush blanket around her. “Happy Birthday kid.”


Six times over the next five years Jack and the girl met, several more she found small gifts left for her. It wasn’t until her first day of high school she spoke to him at length again though.

“Scared?” the familiar voice asked and the girl threw him a cocky smile not so different than his own. “Maybe a bit.” She shifted her backpack around. “Not that much.” Jack grinned. “Tell you what. If it goes bad I’ll buy you an ice cream.”

“It’s a deal.”


Graduation was today, (Y/N) stood with her class and looked to find her parents. Soon however, her name was called. She was top of her class and her speech was short. Her hair was done and she delivered each word with a confidence she didn’t truly feel. Before she knew it the ceremony was over and she was once again looking for her family. Instead she found Jack.

“That was great.” His grin is lopsided as he hugs her but her smile doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“I thought they’d show. I mean, not surprising but still…”

“No. No sadness here. This is your night. Therefore, you choose what we do.”

She thinks for a moment “Ice cream. I want ice cream.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Jack says and they begin walking “I don’t have any money on me….”

(Y/N) looks at him and laughs “Alright cheapskate. I’ll buy.”


Saturday, nothing eventful, no classes, no plans, no worries. At least, that was what (Y/N) thought. Suddenly however, Jack Harkness was barreling down the street. The notebook in your lap was shut suddenly and she threw it in her bag. “Jack!” Jack skidded to a halt “Sorry kid, can’t talk. Working. Good seeing you. Whatever you do stay out of the church on eighth.” Then he was gone again.

The days later the news reported a mass shooting. You didn’t have to look to know that it was on Eighth.


400 million books. Two TV series. A movie. The red carpet. Only one thing seemed to be missing. “You can’t be in here!” “No, no its okay I know the writer.” “Yeah right buddy, lets go.”

(Y/N) looked around and ran as quickly as her shoes would allow to the guard “It’s alright. He’s my date.” At 36 she still had that lopsided grin and Jack hugged her tightly. “I told you, you were going to be famous.”

“Yeah, well as soon as this is over we’re gonna play crappy video games and pretend I’m not because these shoes are killing me.”


The last time she saw Jack was the day after her daughter’s birth. She opened her eyes in the moonlit room to find Jack dozing in the small chair. “Hey,” she smiled tiredly “been a while.” Jack’s eyes were open instantly. “Hey kid.”

“You’re late.” She told him. “Yeah, sorry about that. Time travelling isn’t always exact. How’d it go?” he moved closer to the bed and she leaned over to take his hand.

“Little girl. She’s perfect.”

“What’s her-”

“Jacklyn Hailey (Last Name).”

Faint surprise colored Jack’s features.

“Jack? You should go see her before you disappear again I mean. Who know? She may need an imaginary friend one day.”

He leaned over and kissed the top of her head.



(Y/N) looked up, she was in her own room, decorated now with childish drawings intermixed with her own and soft colors. She was old, dying. “Yeah Jacklyn?”

The girl, a spitting image of her mother from years ago, stepped back into the room “Someone is here to see you. Says he knows you?”

No surprise crossed (Y/N)’s features but a small smile “Send him in.”

Jack Harkness stepped into the room looking equal parts sad and happy and not looking changed since that day when he first took her hand and walked her to her classroom. “Hey kid.” He walked over, his coat was draped over his arm and he sat beside the bed.

“I don’t think you’re allowed to call me that anymore.” A cough racked her body but it was gone soon. His fingers reached up and brushed hair away from her face softly. “You’re still a kid in my eyes.”

“Jack, answer me this. Why me? I was supposed to die a long time ago wasn’t I?”

Jack looked down at his lap then nodded “Yeah, you were going to.”

“Then why?”

“Because your my favorite author.” His smile said so much more “Your notebooks would have been published a month after that Tuesday and they lasted all the way into my time…”

(Y/N) reached out and brushed fingers over his hand, “Say no more, Jack. You don’t have to…”

Jack took her hand and looked into her eyes “Don’t worry. It’s not that bad kid.”

“How do you know?”

“You’ll have to trust me.”

She did.

What do you mean ? |IMAGINE|

Prompt ; it’s based on JUSTIN’s NEW MUSIC VIDEO but teen wolf style !

Pairing : Reader X Theo


“ Just promise you won’t hurt her ” Theo spoke through gritted teeth at the three dread doctors in front of him . Yes , he had teamed up with the doctors so that he would obtain his own pack , but he hadn’t agreed to all the deaths , it’s not what he wanted .

“I got Scott off your back , I got Stiles to start trusting me more . You leave his sister out of this. Promise you won’t hurt (Y/N) ” he pleaded desperately

“We make no promises” Their staticky voice replied , no emotions . Their boots clanked against the floor and Theo clenched his fists turning and walking out of their lair .


Theo knocked on the white painted door , loud enough for (Y/N) to hear over the rain which was pouring outside.

Getting up from her spot on the couch she peeped out the small window and then unlocked the door once she saw who it was “Theo..” She sighed pulling him in the house and shutting the door behind him, grabbing her blanket from on the couch and resting it over his shoulders “Why’d you come in the pouring rain , your soaked !” She brushed his hair out of his eyes whilst he remained silent , taking in her small frame in front of him .

There was no way he’d let them hurt her . “Theo ..” She repeated but he remained silent , grabbing her gently by her waist and pulling her face close to his , slowly and sweetly attaching his lips to hers. Her lips were soft , plump .

• what do you mean? When you don’t want me to move , but you tell me to go •

Theo felt her lips leave his and heard her heartbeat spike “Stiles might be home soon” she sighed looking at his lips , no where else “You should leave before he sees you here ”

He didn’t move , he didn’t need to because within a few seconds she had grabbed the front of his shirt and joined her lips to his again . But it wasn’t soft and sweet anymore , she needed him.

He pinned her against the wall and kissed down her neck but she pushed him away from her , a playful glint in her eyes as she smirked at him. She removed her tee , dropping it to the floor as she walked closer to him , sitting him down on the couch where she moved to straddle his hips , kissing him again as he turned and laid her back against the couch .

Simultaneously he pulled off his white shirt where it joined his black leather jacket whilst she unbuttoned her shorts and he helped pull them off tossing it with the other articles of clothing which had been abandoned.

They stared at each other a few seconds , both admiring each others bodies . Theo wondered how he’d managed to obtain such a beautiful girl to keep him sane . She declined yet craved him .

He kissed down her stomach as he laid between her legs , one wrapped around his torso . She moaned at his touch running her fingers through his slightly damp hair .

•said we’re running out of time . What do you mean?•

“Theo he’ll be home shortly .. He’ll flip out if he see’s you here .” She groaned standing up , pulling on her shorts and pacing in front of him . He stayed put on the couch as he watched her walk up and down before she came to a stop sitting on the couch beside him.

•your so indecisive of what I’m saying . Trying to catch the beat , make up your heart . •

“ I shouldn’t be doing this . I’m going behind his back .. He’s going to hate me if he finds out . ”

• don’t know if your happy or complaining •

“ But I love you . Stiles hatred towards me has nothing to do with us . I’ve been in love with you since fourth grade (Y/N) ! You can’t let Stiles crazy assumptions that I’m not the same guy I used to be tie up your head ”

•Wanna argue all day, making love all night •

“Your right. I love you .” She muttered looking up at him shyly “My brother can’t get in the way of that.”

Theo smiled and kissed her roughly but passionately , his tongue running over her bottom lip for an entrance .

The door behind them slammed open with a gush of wind making the two jump out of surprise “ We make no promises” he heard the staticky voice say again making him stand up and shield her with his body. He phased , going after the two doctors kicking and clawing but they knocked him out cold , grabbing his unconscious body .

The third doctor appeared behind ( Y/N) , injecting her before taking her as well , leaving the Stilinski household.


Theo woke to (Y/N) groaning in pain next to him clutching her side “No” he muttered raising her shirt slightly seeing the black liquid “They made you a chimera .. ”

“It hurts ” she gasped and he placed his hand over the wound , taking away her pain . Getting her up to her feet he saw that they were in the basement .

The lights above starting blinking rapidly and he knew they were close “do you trust me ?!” She looked up at the blinking lights and then back at him . Nodding her head quickly he let her hand go and walked up to the electricity gate and with all his strength , enduring the bolts of electricity opened it up “C'mon!” He yelled holding his hand out to her .

They quickly found their way out bumping in to Scott , Stiles , Malia and Liam “ (Y/N) ! ” Stiles yelled pulling her into his chest “I came home and saw the door wide open ! I - I didn’t know if i’d see you again or not . ”

“ I’m okay Stiles . I’m okay” she assured him “Thanks to Theo ..” Smiling she turned to him and hugged him “ I love you . ”


Whoooo was that a too crappy ending? Thoughts?!? PLEASE let me know! I worked really hard on this after seeing Justin’s new music video! Next up a Liam X reader based on Taylor’s wildest dreams video ?

For the Altar

A/N- sorry this is kinda crappy and short, I was trying to fit it in before bed..and I’m also sorry that there wasn’t really a q&a video like requested, I hope this is still okay though! Please send me requests!

Genre- fluff

Dan’s POV-

“Hello Internet!” I started my video as normal, but my whole body was tingling with nervousness. “So, a few of my friends… meaning Phil… got me to make this a video… let’s hope it goes well because today, I’ll be proposing to my girlfriend, Y/N! You all have met her and seem to like her, so I’m sure that’s a good sign! Right now, she is on her way over here. I told her that I had a surprise for her, but I don’t think she expects this…” I picked up the camera and showed it to the whole room. I decorated it with rose petals all over the floor and white duvet. No lights were on, but I had many candles lit around the room. 

“So,” I put the camera in it’s hiding place, where I could film it, but she wouldn’t see it. “You will be staying here, I’m going to get in my tux.” Of course I’ll edit this time out later, but not tonight. After getting into my tuxedo, I pulled the ring out of the pocket, and knelt down at the ready when I heard her come in. 

“Dan!” she called. “Where are you?”

“Bedroom!” I called. This was it, this was happening.To late to turn back now.

The door creaked open, and I saw my beautiful girl standing there, mouth hanging open. “D…Dan..” she whispered looking around the room, then standing in front of me. 

“Y/N,” I began. “As you can see, I put a lot of work into this, which was weird for me,” she laughed, and I continued. “But completely worth it. I can’t say too much about the incredible amount of joy you have brought me, that’s for the altar. That is, if you’ll marry me?” 

She began crying, and so did I. “Of course,” she squeaked out, and I slid the ring onto her finger. I stood up and pulled her in by the waist, kissing her deeply. “I love you Y/F/N Y/M/N Y/L/N.”

“I love you Daniel James Howell.”

The Enemy’s Child *Part 4*


Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Originally posted by obrienoder

“I don’t like this plan,” you stressed. As you stood in the parking lot of Beacon Hills High with the pack.

“It’s a genius plan it’s gonna work,” he argued, “It’s to late to back out of it Y/N.”

“Stiles is right Y/N,” Scott sighed, “We have to go with the plan. We don’t have time for another one.”

You looked at the school then back at Scott. Stiles plan was crazy.(Stiles Plan) Theo and his pack are waiting for us in the library. Stiles wanted me to go in first to try and stop him but, I don’t think Stiles understands Theo Raeken. Theo doesn’t care about anyone. He cares about power.

Theo Raeken has no Humanity whatsoever. He doesn’t care about you, his “parents”, or his pack. He will hurt anyone who tries to stop him. He’s Barely even Human.  So you don’t even know why you agreed to trying this.

“Y/N please,” Liam begged.

“If you’re in any trouble we’ll be listening the entire time. So we’ll come save you,” Scott assured. You sighed and looked at your car, in the backseat was your sleeping baby. 

“If anything happens to me please take care of Cody,” you sighed.

“We will,” Kira softly smiled at you. You thanked her then turned around and walked into the school.

The hallways of Beacon Hills High School was eerily quiet and dark. Although it is midnight, and know one else is in the school besides you and Theo’s Pack. 

You stood outside the doors of the library debating whether you should go in or not. You took a deep breath and swiped your card so the door unlocked. You opened the door, and walked in.

But there was no one there. You walked to the middle of the library, and looked around.

“Well, I’ll admit it i was not expecting you Y/N,” Theo’s voice rang out, as he stepped out of the shadows. You swallowed the lump in your throat and examined him. You had to admit it, he was still very good looking.

He chuckled and continued to approached you, “What’s wrong Y/N. Your heart is beating like crazy and I can smell your fear.”

Soon you and Theo were face to face, and all you could do was stare. Your body didn’t want to talk it wanted to run.

“It’s been awhile,” he began and started walking around you. He seemed to be observing you.

“Yeah,” you squeaked. 

“And I see that you’re not pregnant anymore,” he growled slightly.

“How can you tell?” you asked.

“You don’t smell pregnant,” he replied.

“Oh,” you mumbled.

“Where’s our child Y/N?” Theo asked, well it was more of a demand.

“He’s safe,” you replied.

“Safe?” he questioned.

“Yes safe,” You sassed, gaining some confidence.

“From what?” he growled.

“From you,” you replied coldly. Hurt flashed across Theo’s face, which confused you. 

“From me?” he whispered.

“Yes from you,” you breathed, “You’re dangerous Theo. You only want him for power, and you’ll hurt him.”

“Him?” he whispered, “W-We have a son?”

Theo’s face softened, which left you more confused then you already were. He must be acting. Theo doesn’t care.

“I have a son,” you replied.

Originally posted by inter-somniac

“Y/N don’t be like that,” he sighed.

“Why not. All you want is power Theo,” You raged, and poked his chest, “You don’t care about anyone but yourself!”

“That’s not true,” he yelled.

“Yes it is Theo. You’d kill anyone to bet the top of the food chain,” you argued.

“That’s not true,” he yelled again.

“Theo you don’t care about anyon-” he cut you off.

“I CARE ABOUT YOU!” He boomed. You were stunned by his words, and you stayed silent. “I lost my mind when you left,” he breathed, “I tried to track you but you’re clever, and covered your trail.”

He pulled you close, and looked you in the eye.

“I’ll admit yes I’m dangerous, and I lie a lot,” he spoke honestly,”But believe me when I say that I Love You Y/N. What do I have to do to be with you?”

It was something in his eyes that told you to trust him. To be honest you missed Theo, he maybe evil but he is one great cuddler.

“Okay Theo,” you began, “If you want to be with me and see your son, you have to do what I say.”

“Okay I can do that,” he replied.

“First you have to fix Lydia, whatever you did to her Fix it,” you demanded.

“Alright I can do that,” he nodded.

“Second, free Hayden and Corey from your pack, and turn Donovan into the police,” you scolded.

“Okay I can do that too,” he sighed.

“And Finally,” you began, “Leave Scott’s Pack alone. Try to be good for once in your life. Help us defeat the Dread Doctors.”

“Okay,” Theo agreed, “I’ll be good, and I’ll help you defeat the Dread doctors.”

“Good,” you smiled, “I think we can make this work now.”

He smiled and kissed you. You both pulled away, and you lead him out of the library, and to the parking lot. 

When you two got into the parking lot Scott’s pack was fighting Theo’s old pack, Stiles and Mason were protecting your baby.

“Chimeras!” Theo yelled. All of the Chimeras stopped and looked at Theo. “Stop fighting them.” he demanded.

“Why?” Donovan growled, glaring at Stiles.

“Because,” Theo growled back, “Have new priorities.” Theo walked up to Donovan and knocked him out. “Hayden, Corey, you guys are free of my control, you’re not in my pack anymore.” he announced. Everyone looked stunned, but you just smiled. 

Theo walked up to Scott, and patted his shoulder. “You’re the True Alpha here. I’m sorry I tried to take everything from you. And, because I’m trying to be good, I’m gonna help you defeat the Dread doctors.”

“W-Wow,” Scott breathed, “Thanks Theo.” Theo smiled, and apologized for everything he had done.

You walked over to Mason, and he handed you Cody who was wide awake. You walked up behind Theo and smiled.

“Theo I think someone would like to meet you,” you smiled, as Theo turned around. His eyes automatically went to the baby in your arms. You motioned for Theo to take the baby, and he did. 

For the first time in your life, you saw tears roll down Theo’s cheeks.

“He’s perfect,” he smiled, “What’s his name?”

“Cody,” you smiled.

“I love him already,” he smiled and kissed Cody’s forehead. “Hi Cody I’m your daddy,” Theo cooed. Cody smiled at Theo then chewed on his fist. It was then that you realized that You and Cody brought out the last shred of Humanity Theo had left. Maybe he is Human.

“I think he likes you,” you smiled. Theo wrapped his arm around you and kissed you on the forehead.

“I Love You Y/N,” he smiled.

“I Love You Too Theo,” you smiled back, “Now lets go home.”

“Lead the way,” he smirked. 

THE END. I know the ending was pretty crappy, but it is what it is. 

THANK YOU for reading The Enemy’s Child series. There will be more Imagines soon. 

But I need all of your opinions. Which Teen Wolf Guy should I write an Imagine about next?

Please message me your answer, and some suggestions on what it should be about.

(The reason this video is here is because it inspired this imagine. And I think this is a song that represents Theo…..So Yeah.)

The Pact

Summary: y/n and Michael made a pact to be each other’s first time if they hadn’t done by the time they graduate high school

Warnings: smut

A/n: so i haven’t written a smut in a while sorry if this is crappy also I didn’t proof read be I’m lazy af so forgive the typos :-)

You sat crossed on the floor of your best friend Michael’s bed room. You watched in amusement as Michael got way too into his video game. You tried to follow along with what was going on on the screen, but truthfully it just look like chaos to you.

A wave of sadness suddenly hit you as you realized there wouldn’t be many times like this with Michael for much longer. Just a few days ago, the two of you had graduated high school and in the fall you would be going your separate ways for college. Michael has been your best friend since 6th grade and you couldn’t imagine spending so much time away from him.

“Crap,” Michael grumbled as something went terribly wrong on the screen. You let out laugh at his frustration, prompting a dirty look thrown in your direction. It didn’t last long, as he was quickly returned his attention to the screen. His brow furrowed and he chewed his lip as he tried to focus. You always thought he looked really good when he did that.

  Suddenly, your mind flashed back to a time in 9th grade when you and Michael had made a pact. The “pact” was that if the two of you didn’t have sex before you graduated high school you would be each other’s first time. It seemed silly now, but back then you were thinking you’d want to have some experience before entering college. You had thought much about the pact since you made, just in passing here and there.

Truthfully, sometimes you thought it would be a little weird. Sure you thought Michael was attractive, but you tried to ignore those thoughts because you loved your friendship with him and if you let yourself feel that way it could totally fuck things up. But on the other hand, you liked the idea of having your first time with someone you truly cared about and trusted and the at was definitely Michael.

“Y/n why are you blushing?” Michael asked, raising an eyebrow. You hadn’t even realized he’d been looking at you, or that you were blushing.

  “I- um I was just thinking about something.” Real smooth, you thought, hating how bad you were on the spot.

“About?” His eyes were back on the screen but you still felt nerves like he was staring right at you. You weren’t sure if you should say something, and risk looking like an idiot for remembering this silly thing from so long ago. What if he had already done it? you thought he would have told you, but you never know. And you would look ridiculous for still holding on the the delusion that this would happen.

However, you felt bad lying and you were also curious to see if he did remember. “Do you remember that pact we made in 9th grade?” You asked sheepishly.

 Michael’s hands fumbled and he dropped the remote control to the floor. Flustered, he quickly picked it up and paused the game. “You mean the one were we agreed to take each other’s virginity if someone else hadn’t done it by graduation?” He asked. You couldn’t tell by his expression if he was weirded out or not.

“Yeah that one,” you replied trying to keep your voice even. You felt you palms tingle with sweat as you waited to see how this would play out.

“You mean you haven’t done it yet?” Michael asked, astonished. You felt your breath catch in your throat. Oh shit, you thought, he’s done it and I haven’t and now I looked like an idiot. You shook your head, afraid your voice might reveal how embarrassed you were.

“Not even with that Steve guy you dated last year?” Michael asked, referring to a brief relationship you had been in.

“No,” you replied, “it just didn’t feel right.”

“Well shit,” Michael sighed, running his fingers through his hair, “I haven’t done it with anyone either.”

“Seriously?” You asked, sounding way to relieved.

“Yeah, I mean I’ve rounded a couple bases, but never gone all the way, ” he explained.

“Oh,” was all you could think to say.

“Do you… Do you want to still?” Michael asked carefully.

“I mean if you want,” you replied.

“Well a pacts a pact right?” Michael reasoned. You nodded in agreement. “So that means we gotta.”

“You’re right,” you confirmed.

“So then let’s do it,” Michael stated finally. Neither of you moved, however, you both just sat their taking in what had happened. You didn’t know if you should make a move or wait for him to or what. It was strange, you almost never felt this awkward around Michael.

“I guess we should probably move to the bed,” Michael suggested. You nodded as the two of you walked to the bed, but sat on the very edge of it instead of laying down. Michael angled himself slightly towards you, prompting you to do the same. You both started to move in at the same time, but then jolted back thinking you were going to collide. You and Michael let out a little awkward laughter.

A silence fell over the room and Michaels eyes held yours. His green orbs flickered down to your lips. Then he lifted his hand slowly, cupping your face. He brushed his thumb across your cheek soft a few times before pulling you in. You were a bit shocked when your lips finally connected. His lips were soft and warm, meshing with yours perfectly. You had thought about what it would be like to kiss him before, but this was so much better than what you had imagined. You always thought it was cheesy when people said they felt fireworks when they kiss, but now you understood. It felt like every single nerve in your body came alive, buzzing with joy.

Michael’s caution quickly melted away as his lips moved more intensely against yours. You ran your fingers through his brightly colored hair as his tongue slipped into your mouth. He lowered you down on the bed so he was hovering over, all the while not disconnecting his lips from yours.

He kissed down your jaw to your neck. He ran his tongue across you delicate skin before sucking on you softly. Removed his lips for a second to pull of your shirt and toss it to the floor before continuing down your body. He kissed each of your collar bones and down your chest, pausing at the start of your bra.

“May I?” he asked, peeking up at you for permission to remove it. You nodded immediately and it quickly joined your shirt on the ever-growing pile of clothes on the floor. He went back to work kissing a sucking on your skin and you were sure you’d be covered in hickeys tomorrow. He ran his tongue across your nipple, causing goose bumps to rise on your skin. He traced circles over it, pulling quiet gasps from your mouth. 

You reached down, pulling on the hem of his shirt. He allowed you to take it off allowing you to run your hands across his soft skin. His hands found he button of your jeans, which he quickly undone. You pressed your lips to his neck as he began to rub you through your underwear. You moan as you sucked on the skin on his throat, leaving your mark.

You could feel Michael hardening against you as he slipped a finger into you. He pumped rhythmically, curling his finger ever so slightly as he did. You let your hands wander down to his length, rubbing him over his jeans. He connected his lips to yours again, this time more needy. You were starting to feel like you and Michael could be close to your climaxes when he stopped.

“I kinda wanted to you know… when we’re actually doing it,” Michael explained pulling down his pants. You helped yank off yours as well, followed by your underwear leaving you completely naked before him. You thought it would have been weird to naked in front of him, but you felt more comfortable than you could have imagined. Michael smiled down at your body, making your heart flutter.

He removed his black boxers, revealing his long, hard length. “Shit, that’s bigger than I thought,” you heard yourself say and immediately regretted it. Michael let out a chuckle.

“So you’ve thought about how big my dick was before?” He asked still laughing. Your cheeks burned brightly.

“No- I- I just meant-” you stumbled. Michael cut you off by placing his thumb over your lips.

“It’s okay y/n, no need to be embarrassed,” he smirked. His thumb hovered on your lip for a few seconds later before slowly pulling away, tugging on your bottom lip softly as he moved. He then reached over to the table beside his bed and pulled out a condom from this drawer. “Never thought I’d actually get to use this thing,” he joked as he rolled it on to his length.

He positioned himself over you, lining himself up at your entrance. “You sure about this?” Michael asked.

“Of course,” you confirmed. Michael smiled softly, then slowly pushed himself into you. “Shit,” you gasped, trying to adjust to his size.

“Are you okay? Am I hurting you?” he asked, watching you carefully.

“No, it’s just kind of feels tight,” you explained, easing his nerves.

“Yeah tell me about it,” He mumbled. He began to move, slowly so you could both adjust to the feeling. Eventually the pressure you felt started to fade away and it started to feel good. Really good.

“You can go faster,” you told him. He responded by rocking his hips quicker, pushing himself deeper inside you. You started to roll your hips to meet his strokes. He gripped your hips, holding you at a better angle. This new position allowed him to hit the sweet spot inside you.

You let out moan as every pump got you closer to the edge. Michael brought one hand to your clit, rubbing circles over it with his thumb. The new sensation was enough for you to hit your high.

“Shit Michael,” you moaned as your orgasm rushed through your body. It wasn’t long before Michael followed after you, groaning out a string of profanities as he came. Once the two of you had ridden out you highs, Michael pulled out of you and rolled over next to you.

For a while the room was only filled with the sound of you two panting, trying to catch your breath. Eventually you did and the room fell silent again. You mind was buzzing trying to wrap your head around what just happened.

“Well that was…” you trailed off trying to think of the right word to describe.

“Better than I ever thought,” Michael finished for you.

“So you’ve thought about doing it with me before?” you teased, happy he was the one blushing for once.

“Maybe,” Michael replied. You tried to think of something to say, but your head was still a little fuzzy. However, Michael spoke again instead, “Y/n, would it be crazy to say that I loved you.”

Your heart stopped, as you tried to process what he said. In that moment you let yourself feel what you had been trying to hide for so long. “No,” you replied, “because I love you too.” Michael smiled and kissed you again. The two of you got dressed, knowing Michael’s parents would be home soon. Michael went back to playing his video game, but you sat closer to him, planting small kisses on his cheek. It wasn’t much different than before, but now it felt special as the two of you had finally shared your feelings for each other. And most importantly, you silently thanked yourself for making that silly pact with your best friend so many years ago.

Cameron Dallas Imagine - The Wedding

I told you guys I’d surprise you with a Cam imagine!!! :)

Also I just made up random names for friends otherwise I’d get confused!!

No one ever thought that Cameron and I would ever get together. They always thought we were too alike to ever work as a couple. “You’re better off being friends” everyone who knew us told us both when we first started dating. Yet here I was, six years later, sitting in front of the vanity in the hotel room I stayed in the night before, my best girlfriends fluffing about, helping me get ready for my big day. That’s right. Today was the day I was getting married to Cameron. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I was shaking so bad that Ella, who was doing my makeup, had to stop.

“Y/n stop shaking!” She scolded me.

“I can’t help it. I’m scared. What if he doesn’t show up?! Worse, what if he dumps me at the alter in front of all out friends and family?!” I told her, beginning to shake even harder, if that was possible.

“Y/n, he will show up and he won’t dump you at the alter. He loves you so much. You should have heard him the other day. He was practically bursting with love. Just take a deep breath and calm down so I can finish your makeup.”

Her reassurance was enough to calm me down and stop the shaking so she could finish my makeup. I decided on simple makeup. A light layer of foundation, a subtle smokey eye, light pink lip, and a little bit of blush for that healthy glow look. I definitely wasn’t one to go overboard with the makeup. I hated that caked look. I smiled as she finished, looking into the mirror at how she had transformed my face.

“I look…. Just wow. Thank you so much!” I told her.

“Any time y/n. Now I’m gonna get changed while Kristy comes and does your hair. Will you be ok?” Ella asked.

“I’ll be fine. Now go get dressed!! Don’t want my maid of honour looking like crap!”

She laughed at me as she rushed off into one of the other rooms in our penthouse suite. Still looking in the mirror, I noticed Kristy walking over, loaded with hair tools and hair products.

“Ok y/n! What are we doing with this wonderful, lush, long hair of yours?” She asked.

“I was thinking a low bun with some wavy tendrils of hair hanging down at the front. I just want simple.” I told her and she got to work.

Half an hour later, my messy hair was transformed into a beautiful, yet simple updo. After thanking Kristy, I got up to go into my room and put on my dress and heels. Rather than go with the traditional white heels, I decided on blue as I wanted to be able to wear them again and also so they could be my something blue. Yes, I was being traditional. Something new (my dress), something old (my grandmothers necklace), something borrowed (my mothers veil), and something blue (my shoes). After getting dressed, I walked out into the main room, where my mother and father had joined my bridesmaids.

“Oh y/n you look so beautiful!” My mother practically sobbed.

“Mum don’t cry or you’ll make me cry and I don’t want my makeup ruined.” I told her. “Now let’s go. I don’t want to be late and make Cam think I’m not coming.”

I linked my arms with my parents, Ella and Kristy grabbing ahold of the train of my dress making sure it didn’t get caught. We made our way to the outside of the hotel and hopped into the limo that awaited us.


Twenty minutes later and we had arrived at the church. My nerves returned, but not as bad as before. Well that was until I saw the hundred or so fans waiting outside. We couldn’t get one day of peace could we? This was supposed to be my big day, yet here were fans about to ruin it.

“I’m not getting out of this limo until they are gone.” I announced.

“Y/n -.” My dad began but I cut him off.

“No dad. This is my big day. I understand that the fans come with the territory of being a part of Cam’s crazy life, but I will not have them be disrespectful and show up on my, I mean OUR, big day and potentially ruin it all. This is supposed to be a day I can share with family and friends, not family, friends AND fans.”

I sighed after letting that out. Sure enough, my dad listened and got security to come and have the fans move on. It took a while, half an hour to be exact, but luckily my mum had gone inside to explain so Cameron wouldn’t worry that I wasn’t going to show.

We got out of the limo, my beautiful bridesmaids walking ahead of my dad and I. Taking a deep breath, I began walking towards the church, standing inside the lobby area, waiting for my queue to enter. Not a minute later, the music started playing and the doors opened, revealing all of mine and Cameron’s family and friends. I gripped onto my dad’s arm as we slowly made our way up the aisle. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Chris nudge Cam, getting him to turn around, and when he did, a huge smile broke out onto his face, causing me to smile widely too. Reaching the front of the church, my dad gave me away to Cameron, placing my hand in his, before taking his place. We smiled at each other before turning towards the priest.

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered today to join together Cameron Alexander Dallas and y/n y/m/n y/l/n in holy matrimony.” The priest began.

The priest droned on with all the necessities, only pausing for Cam and I to say our vows and put the rings on and what not. Soon enough it came to the part I had been looking forward to.

“I know pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” The priest announced.

Smiling, we looked lovingly into each other’s eyes for a brief second before Cameron leaned in and kissed me. It was short, sweet and passionate, nothing too over the top. We both pulled away smiling, before linking hands and walking down the aisle to exit the church and head to the reception. Confetti was thrown at us by our friends and family as we made our way to our “Just Married” limo, which Taylor had decided to decorate, tie dye of course. We hopped in, cherishing the few moments alone we would get.

“I can’t wait for tonight.” Cam told me as soon as the door was closed.

“And why is that?” I asked, curious.

“Because it’ll be the first night I can make love to you as Mrs Dallas.”

“Mrs Dallas. It’s going to take me a while to get used to that!”

“You will. And then we will have mini Dallas’ running around the house and a Dallas dog and cat and -”

“Ok ok! I get it Cameron! But let’s take it one step at a time.”

Awkwardly laughing at how carried he was getting, I was glad when we got to the reception venue. Which just so happened to be the beach. We had gotten special permission to close the beach off for the few hours we would be there. Cameron and I got out of the limo, walking down to where the marquee was set up. Walking into the marquee, we were welcomed with claps and cheers from everyone there. We made our way to our seats, sitting down before everyone started chanting “speech speech speech.” And so the speeches began.

After some lovely and funny speeches, it was Cam’s turn.

“So I would like to say a few words about my beautiful bride before I hand the mic over to her.” He began. “We’ve been friends for quite some time, 9 years to be exact. When I first met her at age 14, I didn’t think I’d be where I am right now. At age 15, I fell for her, but I couldn’t tell her in case she didn’t feel the same way. It wasn’t until we were 17 that I found out she had fallen for me too. When we started dating, so many people doubted us and said we were too alike. But our similarities brought us to where we are today, married and about to embark on our next adventure. Y/n, I can’t wait to start a family with you. To have little Cam’s and y/n’s running around the house. I love you and I will love you until the day I die.”

As Cam finished his speech, I wiped away a few stray tears before taking yen microphone from him.

“Wow. I don’t know how to top that so I’ll keep this short and sweet.” I said. “Most people say that you’ll never fall for your best guy friend, and if you do, it won’t last but I call bullshit on that. Look at me, married to my best friend and about to start the rest of my life with him. Cameron, I love you with everything I have and I can’t wait for what the future has in store for us.”

I handed the microphone to Shawn who would be singing our song for mine and Cameron’s first dance as a married couple.

“Uhhh I’d like to welcome Cameron and y/n to the dance floor for their first dance as husband and wife.” Shawn said as Cameron grabbed my hand, dragging me to the dance floor.

As Shawn started singing, we swayed around the dance floor, occasionally giving each other small pecks. And in that moment I was content because I was right where I wanted to be.

(So many feels while writing this. Sorry if it’s a bit crappy. I’m really tired but I promised you guys a Cam imagine!!)

(Credit to the owners of the gifs I used in the video. Also tell me if you want me to continue doing these little videos with the imagines)


“Seriously, Ashton, it’s your turn to do the dishes!” You complained. You’d been rooming with Ashton for the past year and getting him to do anything remotely domestic was impossible. All he did was play the drums too loud and drink and make mess.

“I did them yesterday!” he complained back.

“That’s the thing about dishes Ashton, if you use them they need to be washed!” You rolled my eyes as You continued to tidy the living room.

“Why can’t you do them?” he asked from his spot on the sofa. Mikey had just gone home, and the place was a mess. They’d been playing video games all afternoon and eating crappy junk food. There were crisp wrappers, and coke cans everywhere.

“Do you want to tidy in here instead then?” You asked, standing upright. How could two boys make so much mess?

“Y/N, seriously, chill out! It’ll get done.” he rolled his eyes.

“By who? The cleaning fairy? Who do you think tidies up after you?” You spat angrily. Moving in with Ashton hadn’t been my idea. When my brother had told me Ash was looking for a flat mate I’d originally told him to get lost. You liked all of Michael’s friends, for the most part, but the idea of living with Ash was a nightmare. He was that awkward friend your little brother has, that tries too hard to be funny and hits on you all the time. I’d thought it was an awful idea, but when you had another argument with your parents you knew you had no other choice than to move out, and Ash was the only person willing to have you.

“I’m sorry, I guess I never really thought about it.” he paused his game to apologise, but he didn’t get up to help.

“It’s whatever Ash. Just, can you at least go to your room so you’re not in the way?” You asked. All you wanted to do was sleep, you were exhausted. College was getting on top of you, as well as the fact you were sure you were about to lose my job. They were constantly dead, they had no use for you, and you were the newest member of staff.

“Yeah, just let me finish this level.” he smirked, and you didn’t know what happened, but something snapped in you.

“No! No, you can’t ‘just finish your level’!” You snapped, “You can start pulling your weight! What did you even do before I came along?” You laughed sarcastically.

“Y/N, calm down.” he frowned.

“NO!” You shouted, and he stood, his body only inches from your own. He was a lot taller than you though, over a head taller than you.

“FINALLY! Finally, you’re standing up for yourself!” he smirked, leaning his face down towards you own.

“What are you talking about?” You spat, you were so angry you were seeing red.

“I have been trying to get you to stand up for yourself! To stop you letting people walk all over you, it’s pathetic!” he smiled, a weight lifted  off of his shoulders. “Now, dishes was it?” he smirked, and you felt myself boil over with rage.

“How dare you?” You shouted.

“I was trying to help you.” he defended.

“For this past year, you have made my life hell, and you’re trying to tell me it was to help me?” You spat. Could he be any more stupid?

“Mikey thought it was a good idea…” Ashton seemed to be losing some of the wind behind his argument and he was looking somewhat sheepish now.

“Well there you go then! Michael thought it was a good idea so it must be! My baby brother is always full of such bright ideas!” You laughed bitterly.

“We were trying to help you! We won’t always be here to help you, and you needed to learn to stand up for yourself!” he frowned.

“I don’t need you to stand up for me! I’ve been doing just fine without you!” You felt tears begin to roll down your face and it only made you more angry. You hated that you cried when youwere angry, because it just made you look weak.

“You have no idea what Mikey and I do for you!” he spat back, clearly angry at you. “How many times we’ve stopped idiots spiking your drink or taking advantage of you, or how many times we’ve stopped friends of yours taking advantage!”

You felt your jaw go slack, and your heart was hammering in your chest. Ashton was red with anger, and you could see his adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. He was angry, and that shocked you. Ash didn’t do angry. Sometimes he got tired and grouchy, but never angry, and not with you.

“You have no idea what we do for you.” he sighed, his anger ebbing away.

“I’m…sorry.” You stuttered, still in shock.

“I don’t want you to be sorry, Alexa. I just want you to see what we do for you, because we care about you. We love you.” he frowned.

“I know, and I’m sorry. I just, I wish you’d do more around the house. I’m thankful for you letting me stay here, because I don’t know what I’d do if you didn’t, but I’m stressed enough as it is without you not pulling your weight around the house.” You sighed. You just didn’t have it in you to do it any more.

“I’m sorry.  I’ll start doing more around the house.” he smiled softly, “We were just trying to help you. If you can’t stand up to me then how are you going to stand up to anyone else?” he asked, and you had to admit he kind of had a point. You let people walk all over you, but that was just who you were, and just because you had snapped at him once doesn’t mean that is going to change any time soon.

“So, dishes?” You asked and he nodded.

You followed him into the kitchen, and he began to wash up and you dried and put them away. It felt nice being this domestic with him. You did like Ash. He was one of your best friends. He was funny and smart and talented, and he looked out for you. He was a good friend, and someone you loved spending time with.

You were halfway through doing the dishes when Ash burst out in a rendition of Barbie Girl by Aqua. “I’m a barbie girl, in a Barbie world!” he screamed, not even attempting to sing in tune, but you didn’t care, you just laughed and sung along with him.

He finally finished the dishes, and you werer just about to ask  him if he wanted to watch a film when he flung bubbles at you. You stared at him in shock for a moment before grabbing a handful of bubbles yourself and flinging them at him. He giggled, and what had started out as us just doing the dishes had turned into a full on bubble war.

Ten minutes later, you were both lying on the floor in fits of laughter, soaked through to the skin. “I needed that.” You laughed, lying your head on his shoulder.

“I’m just glad I could make you laugh.” he smiled down at you, his face only inches from your own. You’d never noticed how nice he smelled before, or how golden his eyes really were.

“I’m going to kiss you.” he said, not giving you any time to protest, because before you knew it his lips were pressed against your own. You thought about pulling away, but the feeling of his lips against your own felt so right and so good, so you just deepened the kiss.

“I’m sorry.” he mumbled, as he pulled his mouth from my own.

“Don’t be.” You whispered, pushing your lips back against his.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time.” he admitted sheepishly, when you finally pulled away.

“That makes one of us.” You muttered, you were confused. Up until now you’d never thought of him as anything more than a friend, but you couldn’t deny how good and right that kiss had felt.

“I’ve liked you for as long as I can remember, and if you’re not ready to return that, then I’ll wait. I’ll wait for you, as long as you need me too.” he was forceful this time.

“I…” You didn’t know what to say to that. You wanted to tell him he didn’t have to wait, because you liked him too, but you weren’t sure. Until now you’d been so sure he was just a friend. “How about we just see where this goes?” You offered smiling up at him, and he smiled back down at you and placed a kiss on your nose.

“It’s okay, like I said, I’ll wait.” Ash smiled, and it was magnetic. You leant up and placed another kiss on his mouth. He was willing to wait and you were willing to try. What more could you guys ask for?

“Thank you, Ash.” You smiled, dropping your head back to his shoulder, and somehow you didn’t doubt we’d make this work. It just felt right.

One Last Time.2||N.Maloley||

Trigger Warning.

Flashbacks are in Italics


“I’m sorry ma’am,but you had a miscarriage.”

It has been a few days since she heard those words but she still doesn’t know how to feel about it.A part of her was relieved that she wouldn’t be raising someone who was created by something bad,but she also felt guilty that she doesn’t feel any sorrow that a small tiny human that wouldn’t make its way to the world.

She was sitting in the same old spot everyday,that window seat Emily has in her apartment.She would watch the busy city go,every people bumping to each other,every employee trying to beat the traffic and every couple walking hand in hand.

“Hey,Sammy’s here.” 

She hasn’t spoke to anyone besides Emily,being the only friend she has here in LA,they hit it off right after she became friends with Sam,she feels good to have someone that can understand her in some ways the boys can’t.

“Why is he here?”

“He wants to talk to you,about him.”

“Is he alright?”

“I don’t think so.” 

She knows everything that happens with Nate,everything that happens through his day,but he never got anything with Y/N,all he knows is that she is safe with Emily and that is all he wants.

“Nate doesn’t function anymore Y/N you need to fucking see him!”

“I don’t want to,okay? I fucking cheated on him,don’t you understand?”

“Would stop saying that! You never cheated! It wasn’t your fucking fault,explain it to him,he would not look at you like what you think of yourself.”

And now you’re standing at your own apartment,without any keys and hoping that Nate wouldn’t throw a coffee table at you.Sam made you go here and explain what really got down that night,it was crappy in the beginning and it ended worse than before.

“C’mon it was for the fucking video!” 

“Nate,I fucking saw the behind the scenes and you fucking let them rub themselves all over you!”

“We were just having fun!”

“Yeah,having fun while you’re freaking humping infront of everyone! It’s like you don’t have a girlfriend that you love anymore.”

“Well,may be I don’t”

Y/N then decided that she’d let him win this time.She understands that he doesn’t feel it anymore,and she should have seen it but she decided to look past it and try to fix it all on her own but now it’s clear that they wouldn’t work anymore.

She called Emily straight after,hoping they could get a drink and forget what he said but she declined given that she had plans.Y/N decided to go to the club alone and fill all her feelings with alcohol and hopefully forget what he told her.Nate on the other hand didn’t mean it,he knows that he shouldn’t have said it but he knows she’s right and he doesn’t want to lose your fight.

You were half way through your 6th drink when someone sat beside you and talked to you for what you thought hours,when he decided to buy you a drink.After that all you could remember was him dragging you to the club’s loft that is where it happened,you tried to scream  but you were too groggy and all you could feel was the pain.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” All he could do was whimper helplessly,she knows she would not do anything like that,and it was his fault if he just shut his mouth and talked it out instead of fighting.She should have not been this broken.They wouldn’t be this broken.

 “Because I felt dirty with myself.I got used and then I got pregnant.” 

“Did you ever see him again.” He hoped that she wasn’t hurt anymore because it was already too much.

“Not anymore.”

“Will you take care of the baby?” That was the question she was waiting for,she knows that he wouldn’t stick around anymore,she was just being delusional to have a happily ever after,after all of this mess happened.

“I lost it,I had a miscarriage a few days ago.”


Y/N drew in a sharp breath,she know that there’s a very slim chance for what she wants to happen but she wants to get over it as soon as possible.

“From the things that happen,will this be the one last time that we’re gonna be together?”

“What do you mean? I still fucking love you.”

“I though when I walked out we were done.” 

“I don’t think we ever broke up,baby girl.”



I hope you enjoyed this shot.Please keep the requests up,not only for Nate but also for other guys//Harry Styles and Sammy// ‘Cause I think I have too much Nate one shot and I think I need to keep it up to the other guys as well.

Part 1//Previous shot [x]// MASTERLIST


He Wants Kids (Preference #12)

Dan: “But if you think about it, ice water is just water with some colder chunks in it! It’s all still water!” You grinned as you adjusted your position against the wall. Whenever Dan did a livestream, you would do your best to sit outside the door and listen in; It made you happy to hear Dan being goofy and casual with his fans. Of course, the fact that you had been on the other side of that livestream two years ago had something to do with. “Do you want children?” The question pulled you from your thoughts, and you scooted closer to the closed bedroom door. There is some silence, before “It’s true, I have answered that question before, but I wasn’t with Y/n at the time, so I can answer it again.” A pause. “I do still want kids, two or three of them, and they would have the greatest parents in the world because I would be an amazing father and Y/n– she would love them so much and I can’t imagine someone who deserves to be a mother and would kick ass as a mother more than Y/n.” There is some silence again, Dan’s probably reading the YouNow comments, before he says “Of course, Y/n knows this. She’s listening to this livestream right outside my door.” Your eyes widen and before you can move the door next to you opens and you look up to see Dan smirking at you with his laptop in his hands. Unable to think of anything else to say, you smile and exclaim “Hey guys!”

Phil: ‘Next question!“ Phil exclaims, as he looks down at his phone to read from twitter. Phil had convinced you to do a q&a video with him that he titled 'To Be Honest with Y/n!’ So far, you had been having a blast. ”@alex-robins asks: Have the two of you thought about having kids?“ You and Phil turn to look at each other before bursting out laughing. Phil regains control of himself first, grinning at the camera. "That’s a little early to be asking guys, Y/n and I have only been together for a year and a half. You can’t pressure her like that! But to answer your question, we have discussed it before.” “Phil would be a wonderful father,” you interrupted, staring intently at the camera, “I mean, if anyone is worth going through the pains of pregnancy for its Phil, am I right ladies?” Phil laughs and leans in to give you a quick kiss. “Awh, thanks Y/n.” (The video is uploaded two days later and tumblr freaks. Comments such as “they are so fucking cute”, “this needs to become a yearly thing”, and, your personal favorite “YES Y/N. THE LADIES AGREE YOU ARE RIGHT.”)


I think this is one of the better ones I’ve done since school has started, I feel really happy about this one. Also, shoutout to alex-robins who is in my top rebloggers in the last three months. She likes a lot of my posts, whether they are crappy or super-crappy and I really appreciate that <3 Feel free to make requests guys!

5sos preference: you have braces (Requested)

Michael: “Michael, I’m bored,” you whined, but you were ignored. You’d been watching your best friend play video games all day and it was starting to get old.
“Michael,” you said again.
He paused the game and looked at you.
“What do you suggest, Y/N? It’s crappy out.”
He was right, it had been storming all day.
“We could watch a movie, or play a board game,” you suggested.
“Booooring,” he said.
“Well, what do you suggest?” You were getting a little annoyed.
“Well,” he said, putting the controller down and pulling you into his lap, “there is one thing I can think of.”
“Michael!” You said, surprised by the action, “what are you doing?”
“Let’s be honest, Y/N, I want to kiss you and you know you want to kiss me it’s been bound to happen sometime and here we are with nothing to do,” he smirked.
You rolled your eyes and he crushed your lips with his, pulling you closer by your waist. You gripped his hair with your hands pulling him more into the kiss, you hadn’t realized how much you had actually wanted this.
All went well for about five minutes until Michael jerked away.
“Oh!” He exclaimed.
“What?” You asked startled before realizing his lip was bleeding. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry,” you said.
You had cut his lip on your braces. You were absolutely mortified.
He just looked at you and started laughing, you frowned and removed yourself from his lap.
“It’s not funny, Michael,” you pouted, embarrassed.
“It’s okay, Y/N. I’m going to go clean my lip up,” he said, standing, “but, don’t move. I’m still not finished with you,” he winked.

Ashton: “Ash!” You said when he answered the phone.
“Hey, what’s up?”
“You know that exam I had this morning?”
“The one we studied all week for? Yes,” he laughed.
“Well guess what! I passed it! We got an A!” You exclaimed.
“Congrats, doll!”
“Let’s go for lunch to celebrate!” You said and Ashton agreed.
You met him at your favorite cafe downtown and with a hug, you sat down at your table. You both ordered and talked while you waited on your food.
While you were eating, you got off on some excited tangent about the all time low concert you and Ashton would be attending next weekend and he interrupted you.
“Uh, Y/N,” he laughed, “you have a little..” He motioned to his mouth with his hands.
“Oh my god,” you said, covering your mouth with one hand and using the other to pick the food out of your braces.
“That’s so embarrassing and gross,” you blushed, “I’m sorry.”
Ashton laughed.
“Don’t worry, babe. You’re cute even with food in your teeth.”

Calum: you were dreading going to school. You had gotten braces Friday after school and now on Monday morning you were nervous walking in to the doors of your high school. The braces had really taken a toll on your already low confidence.
You walked with your head down and didn’t speak much until third period when the boy who sat in front of you asked to borrow a pencil.
“Sure,” you said, reaching into your bag to find one. He started laughing.
“Are those braces?” He asked, “you’re a senior in high school and you just now had to get braces?”
You felt the heat in your face as you turned red and handed him a pen without a word. Then his friend joined in.
“Wow,” he laughed, “that really has to suck.”
“How are you going to smile in prom pictures next month?” The first boy asked.
“If anyone even asks her to prom now,” the second boy added and you felt like you were about to cry.
Then the boy behind you, Calum, spoke up.
“Hey, douche bags, why don’t you turn around and mind your own business?”
“Oh what? Does Calum had a crush on brace face?”
“I just know how to be a decent human being,” Calum said under his breath. Then your teacher began speaking and class had started.
After class, Calum caught up with you in the hall way.
“Hey, Y/N, forget those jerks.” He said.
You smiled, “thanks, Calum.”
“Hey,” he said, “so, uh. I was actually wondering, if you don’t already have a date, I mean, would you want I go to prom with me?” He asked, nervously.
“Oh,” you said, “yeah, sure. I’ll go with you.”
“Great!” He said stopping at his next class, “I’ll talk to you at lunch!”

Luke: you were on your first date with Luke and it had been absolutely perfect. It was just how you had imagined it would be and the two of you were really hitting it off and having a lot of fun.
You’d gone to dinner, saw a movie and taken an evening walk in the park before he had to take you home to meet your dad’s curfew requirements.
He walked you up to the door when you got to your house.
“I had a lot of fun, Luke,” you said, “thank you.”
“Don’t thank me!” He smiled, “I had a really good time, too.”
“We have to do it again?” You asked.
“Of course,” he replied and he leaned in to kiss you.
Your heart dropped as you felt him pull you closer by the small of your back and you wrapped your arms around his neck.
The kiss was getting kind of heated when Luke froze but didn’t pull away. Because he couldn’t pull away.
“Uh, Y/N,” he said against your mouth. “My lip ring is caught.”
You felt a tug at your braces as he tried to pull back.
“Wait wait wait,” you mumbled against his mouth.
You brought your hands up awkwardly to unhook his piercing from your teeth. You were beyond embarrassed, he’d probably never want to speak to you again.
“I’m really sorry,” you said, looking down.
“It’s okay,” he blushed, laughing.
He hugged you, kissing your jaw line and placing his mouth next to your ear.
“Get inside and get some rest,” he whispered, “I’ll see you tomorrow?”
You nodded has he kissed your head.


Authors note: I had a really hard time thinking of scenarios for these because I don’t know what it’s like to have braces so they are kind of cliche. Hope you like them anyway!


“Oh my god, so many geeky things about me. Generally geeky, I mean I geek out about baseball. My two favorite things are baseball and The X-Factor. I don’t know. I’m a huge Star Wars geek, I’m a huge everything geek.”

H a p p y    b i r t h d a y    H a n n a h . ♥