do you see why i hate my family sometimes


Darren and Chris are two of the most talented people I know of since like… forever. Their choices weren’t always the best for their career in my opinion but it’s obviously and honestly only my point of view. I love Chris’ books and I’m like suffering from withdrawal symptoms even with Tlos still to end but I’m also like: “Man you talked about Broadway on Larry King why we are still waiting to see you there ( you all know how a pain in the ads I could be with him in JCS)“. And do you wanna talk about Darren’s second half of 2015 and first part of 2016? He’s a wonderful performer but c’mon he was like a substitute in half the things he did except for Hedwig that saved the year alone. 


2017 is like the golden year. Tlos movie and Chris directing it: I’m constantly pinching myself since the announce. And Darren’s ACS it’s something that i’m looking forward.

 I’m proud of both of them more and more, day after day. And the funny thing is that when I see something on television with family and friends I’m always like ”oh Chris is able to do this and Darren is able to do that“ and it’s a wonderful feeling having the opportunity to watch people that you admire growing every passing day.

And that’s why I hate, sometimes, see that here they most of the times matter because of the ship and not because of themselves. Not everything is related to them as a couple. it’s more than fair that we support them as a couple but this doesn’t have to be, in my opinion, the only reason of supporting them.

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Pietro X Reader, Avengers X Reader

An AU where the Avengers are teenagers in a murder mystery/ slasher series. 

Summary: When a murder tape is found and a clue that would lead the investigation on the murder a different you and the rest of the Avengers plan on uncovering the identity of the masked murderer and give justice to your fallen friend, but would it still be worth it when your life is on the line?

Words: 1,891

A/N: So this is a new series I’m working on. I really hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed planning this and writing. Anyway I’m open for requests so just leave me a message or an ask! <3 

WARNING: DEATH, Murder, Fluff!! Mentions of Sex, Language


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It was like an arrow shot you in the chest. No, it wasn’t the good kind. It wasn’t cupid’s arrow. No. It was the exact opposite. Your chest hurt so much and your eyes couldn’t fight the tears any longer. A high pitched wail rings in your ears, you realize it was coming from you as tears streamed down your face. You look around to see your friends with horrified looks and his sister crying as much as you.

Your knees grow weak as the video progresses. How could someone do this? They even had the guts to send the video to you and your friends. It felt horrible seeing everything. Your stomach couldn’t take it anymore. You drop to your knees feeling weak but you couldn’t bring yourself to take your eyes off the monitor. It was straight out of a slasher movie. A masked murderer stabbing and torturing your boyfriend in multiple ways. It was too much for you, for everyone, to watch.

“That’s enough! Stop it! NOW!” Tony screams as Clint rushes to turn the monitor off.

“How could someone do this?” Natasha said as she tried her best not to vomit.

“It doesn’t matter. What matters is WHO did this?! Whoever did this to my brother is going to pay!” Wanda said in pure rage as tears still streamed down her face.

“This..this is all my fault.” You say through sobs. Everyone turns to you. Steve kneels down next to you and puts his hand on your shoulder to comfort you.

“What do you mean it’s your fault?” Tony asks with an eyebrow raised.

“I- I shouldn’t have let him go. W-we were together the night before he went missing. We were, you know, then after all the pillow talk he said he had to get home before Wanda realizes he’s gone again. I told him to stay with me but he insisted that he go home.” You said as you bit your lower lip anxiously.

“It’s not your fault, (y/n).” Natasha said as she pulled you into a hug.

“NO! If you never asked him to go to your house in the middle of the night, he wouldn’t have gone missing! He wouldn’t be dead!” Wanda said glaring at you.

“I never asked him to! If anything, it’s your fault! He went to my house to get some time away from you. You’re always so clingy and he never has time for himself and for what he wants to do. He always has to look after you like a child!” you glare back at Wanda.

“ENOUGH!” Clint shoots the both of you a warning look.

“This is nobody’s fault. What happened to Pietro was horrible, yes. But he’s not going to be alive again if you two keep pointing fingers and blaming each other. He’s gone. Just face it. What you should do is report this to the authorities and help find who did this to him.” Steve says as he crosses his arms on his chest.

After reporting the incident and showing the video to the cops you and your friends were given a week off from school due to traumatic experiences. You all needed to recover. You didn’t know what hurt more, losing him or watching him die. Your parents took you to a therapist to handle your trauma but you knew it was going to take more than that to get over your loss.

You’ve been dating Pietro Maximoff ever since he moved to your town two years ago. It was cliché actually. The pretty misunderstood popular girl falls for the cute mysterious new kid. As cliché as it was, your love story was straight out a romance book. The spontaneous dates, the romantic walks at the beach, everything was pure bliss. Until the night he went missing. He was gone for a week before you received the video. You thought it was something you said or did that made him leave, but now it’s all clear. The memory flashes in your head


“That was…Wow!” You say as pull the sheets to cover your bare top.

“Yeah? Well I do love making you feel good.” Pietro chuckles as he lies down next to you.

“Well I love you.” You say as you look up at him and place a chaste kiss on his lips.

“I love you more, Printessa.” He says as he pulls you back for another kiss, this time more passionate. You both pull away for air.

“After senior year, you plan on moving upstate no?” He said as he wrapped an arm around your waist.

“Yeah. I just don’t know which university yet. What about you? You never told me your plans?” You say as you look up at him.

“I’ll be wherever you are.” He says as he places a kiss on your forehead.

“You’re kidding right?” You say as you sit up looking at him with wide eyes.

“I’m not. I want to be with you. Plus the schools you applied to, have track scholarships. I applied to all of them too.”

“Seriously? Even if your sister plans on taking uni on the other side of the country?” You ask him as he chuckles from your excitement.

“Yes. I’m serious, Printessa! Like I said I want to be wih you.” He says as you pull him in for a hug.

“Oh my god! This is the best. No, wait, you’re the best!” You say as you kiss him again. He pulls away after moment.

“Speaking of my sister, I should get going. It’s late and she’s going to freak out when she doesn’t find me in my room.” He says as he gets up and starts putting his clothes back on.

“Do you really have to? I was kinda hoping I’d get to sleep in your arms this time.” You say with a pout.

“As much as I want to stay for another round, I have to go. “ He says as he kisses you one last time.

“Can I keep your hoodie for the night, at least?” You take his hoodie from the ground where he threw it earlier and slip it on.

“You’re already wearing it, Printessa.” He chuckles as he ties his shoes.

You watch him sneak out your window careful not to wake your brother up. Your parents are usually away so you could make all the noise you wanted, but it was your brother you worry about. He is a little over protective, even if he is half your age. He just doesn’t really like you dating anyone.

Once Pietro’s figure disappears from your sight, you retreat back to your bed and pull the covers over you. You think about having to live in with Pietro once you both get to the same university as you slowly drift into sleep with a wide smile on your face.

You feel a tear stream down your cheek and quickly wipe it off. You get back to reading your text book, reviewing for a quiz the next period. You hear the chair beside you move.

“Hey. How you holding up?” Bruce asks as he sits next to you in the library.

“What do you think?” You say as you look up at him from the book you were reading.

“I should say pretty good, but from the way you look I’d say the opposite.” He says as pulls his books out of his backpack.

“Yeah. I mean my boyfriend goes missing for a week leaving me worried sick. Then a week after I receive a video of some psycho slashing his throat out. How do think I’d be?” You say as you roll your eyes.

“Your boyfriend dies, but you’re still as sarcastic as ever.” Bruce says from behind his biochemistry book.

“You asshat.” You say as you stand up to leave. You bump into Wanda as you were about to leave the library.



“Look, I’m sorry for what I said. But it was what your brother was feeling. He never had the guts to tell you. He loves you, really he does. It’s just sometimes, he just wants to do stuff on his own.” You say you hesitate on bringing her in a tight embrace to comfort her.

“I…He was all I had after our parents died. I just didn’t want to lose him. But now that he’s gone and seeing it was somehow my fault makes me regret everything I did to him, to both of you. I thought that him being with you was, you taking him away from me. That’s why I hated you so much. Instead I should have seen it as having someone else I could call family. He really did see you as his world, you know? He enjoyed being with you. He used to think that I’d one day accept you and see you as a sister-in-law than some bitch stealing my brother from me. I’m sorry.” Wanda says as she takes your hand. You pull her into a hug as you try to fight off your tears.

“Hey, we’ll find who did this to him.” You say before you part ways.

It was the end of the day and you were headed to your locker to leave a few things. You pass by Pietro’s old locker to see it covered with flowers and a few candles. Your hand finds its way to the lock as you turn it to the combination he had set up. You had the same combination anyway. You feel your heart swell as you slowly open the locker. You nearly fall to your knees when you see a ripped cloth. It was a shirt. His shirt. The one he was wearing in the video. It was bloody and almost torn to shreds.

You immediately call your friends. Once they get to the locker, you step aside to show them what was inside. Tony takes a closer look at the piece of torn fabric and motions for Bruce to check it out. They both change weird looks as the rest of you look at them questioningly.

“What’s wrong?” Natasha asks as she kicks the flowers away.

“The blood on this shirt. It’s fresh?” Bruce says unsure of himself.

“What? How?” Wanda asks.

“I’m not so sure about this. I’ll have to get examine it in my parent’s lab once I get home.” Bruce says as he takes a plastic bag from his backpack and places the shirt inside.

“Shouldn’t we get the authorities to do that?” Steve asks as he motions for Bruce to stop.

“And give them the suspicions that it was us who killed Maximoff? Or let them think that we’re messing with them? I don’t think so.” Clint says as he pulls Steve back.

“Barton’s right. We can’t risk it. This could be fake or just a prank or something. But if it is real, well, whoever killed Pietro, didn’t really kill him.” Tony says as he looks to you and Wanda.

“What do you mean?” You ask biting your lip as you hug your arms to your chest.

“He’s not dead. Someone set this up to mess with you, or us. Whoever did this still has him. We need to find him before that psycho actually does kill him.” Tony says as he closes the locker door.

How Varian and Amren Became a Ship Part 8

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Part 7:

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Dear Amren,

Yes, I have noticed that the letters are getting longer- probably because we both are venting our bullshit going down. Yes, Cress is supposed to be the spymaster. She’s actually the one who organized the rebellion during Amarantha’s reign- it’s why she became spymaster- she fucking earned it. I wouldn’t tell anyone that unless if they ask though. I definitely don’t want my manhood on a pike on Cress’ balcony. I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t either- otherwise, what would you have to play with?

Anyways, Lucien wasn’t just kicked out of his court because of those he loved- but because of the fact that the people want him as the throne. I believe that he is probably the most kind out of all of the Autumn Court… the residents of autumn, despite what happened to his lover, would prefer him over anyone else within the that court of bastards. He’s smart too… I’m pretty sure that his loyalty is his downfall. He felt loyal to Tamlin and that’s why he stayed. He fears being alone… and is loyal to a fault. You be the judge of his character then.

I hope Nesta treats you decently… if you want me to be honest, she sounds like you. You’re both hellhounds that constantly defend the people you love. Maybe you can find solace in that.

I hate to tell you this, but Tarquin caught me laughing at a letter- he asked questions and I tried to lie to him. But I failed, thank the Cauldron. I hate lying to the people I love. It upsets me… I always feel like when I lie to them, I lying to a part of myself. Brightside, we have Tarquin’s blessing- if that matters to you, (it matters to me).

I heard about the High Lord meeting- is it to fight against Hybern, protect humans or both? I tried to convince Tarquin to go. I hate to say this, but I trust you, you fire drake demon woman.

Wish me luck.

Your friend, Varian

P.S- I figured you were wearing masks, I’m glad I know hypothetically why you would wear them. I hope that one day you won’t have to.

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The One

This is my first ever scenario I hope you guys like it! Also thank you so much for 800 followers! I love you all. Since you said you wanted to read my very first scenario here it is! thatproffessionalfangirl 

Pairing: Yoongi | Reader (ft. Suho from EXO)

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,365

“Mom do I really have to go?”I asked annoyed as the hair stylist pulled at my hair. 

“Yes, you have to go honey. This is a very important dinner for your father,” my mom said looking herself in the mirror. I see my family was one of the ten riches family in South Korea and I sometimes hated it. “Yoongi where is your mother?” my mom asked calling the servant. 

My heart raced as I heard his voice,”She’s in the kitchen. Want me to call her up?” 

“Yes tell her to bring your sister too,” she said going to over to me. “Darling why are you blushing?” she asked. 

“I’m not blushing,”I said as the stylists were finishing up with me. 

“You know what to do right? When they ring the bell you go over to them and bring them whatever they want,” she instructed the two women. 

“Mom, can I head downstairs already?”I asked wanting to get the whole dinner meeting over with. 

“Wait for me you’re not going down there without me,” she said adjusting herself for the 100th time. 

“Ok, that’s enough,”I said pulling her away from the mirror as we headed down stairs we were laughing. 

“Look at my two lovely ladies,” my dad said smiling beside him was a guy dressed in a suit hair pushed back. He looked taken aback as he composed himself standing perfectly straight. 

“That’s Kim Junmyeon he’s the co-CEO of his dad’s business,” my mom whispered in my ear.  “He looks so young,” I thought as I looked him over again. I felt another pair of eyes on me as I looked to the right of my dad Yoongi was staring at me and looked down once we made eye contact. 

“Darling this is Kim Junmyeon,”my dad said gesturing the man next to him. 

“It’s nice to meet you. My name is (Y/N),”I said bowing. 

“It’s a pleasure to meet someone as beautiful as you. Please call me Junmyeon,” he said grabbing my hand kissing it. 

I smiled as I stared into his sparkling brown eyes and looked away feeling the blush creeping in. Yoongi coughed causing both of us to look at him. "Sir may I be excused?“ he asked my father. 

"Yes, you may,” he said as he turned to me and Junmyeon,“let’s go eat shall we?" 

We both headed to the dining room as Junmyeon pulled my chair for me,"Thank you.” He nodded smiling down at me. 

“Yeri!” my mom yelled ringing the bell. 

“Yes, ma'am?"Yeri said hurrying to my mother’s side. 

"Can you bring in the food?” my mother said. 

“Already on its way,” she said smiling as the waiters came in with all the food. 

“I don’t think I’ll finish all of that,"Junmyeon said as he watched the trays being placed on the table. 

"Mother always asks for too much food,” I said chuckling. 

“Yoongi where’s the wine?” my father asked looking around for him.

“Here sir,” he said serving my father first and going down the line of guest. 

I was last as he stood behind me he whispered,“Once you’re done meet me upstairs.” I looked behind him confused as he walked away. The whole dinner was spent quietly with a few small talk here and there.

“Junmyeon is it true that you’re single?”one of the female guests asked. 

“Yes I am,”he replied smiling. 

“(Y/N) is single as well,” my mom chimed in. I gave her a death stare,”Mom.” 

Junmyeon laughed,”Maybe I’ll take you on a date? If you’d want.” 

“We’ll see about that,” I said smirking not really taking him seriously.

“How about this Sunday?” he asked.

“Oh,” I said taken aback,”I don’t think I’ll be doing anything this Sunday.”

“Perfect, ”he said smiling,”I’ll pick you up 3.” 

As the dinner ended all the guest were taken to the main hall where the orchestra was playing softly. “I’ll be right back,” I said to Suho heading upstairs. As I reached at the top of the stairs I looked around for Yoongi. “Yoongi-ah?”I asked walking slowly down the hall. 

He grabbed on my shoulder lightly,”Let’s go to the balcony.” 

I nodded as he took my hand. I noticed how cold my hand felt against his warm one. As we reached the balcony he nervously turned to me,”My mother thinks I’m crazy for doing this but I need to tell you this before I leave.” 

“Why are you leaving?”I asked. 

“I got accepted to the university I want to attend, ”he said smiling. 

“Congratulations!”I said smiling half sad that he’ll be leaving. 

“Thank you, ”he said and took a deep breath,”Anyways to why we’re here. I’m just going to go to the point. Ever since I meet you, when I was just 12 years old, I always thought you were the most beautiful girl I’ll ever see in my entire life. To this day you still are the most beautiful girl well not even a girl anymore you’re the most beautiful woman to have stepped on this earth.” He took both of my hands as he caressed them as a small blush appeared on his cheeks. I probably was as red as a tomato and my heart was bound to explode as he continued,”(Y/N) I’m deeply in love with you. Maybe you only see me as a friend because why would you even fall in love with me? I just wanted to get this off my chest because I promised myself before I leave this place I’d tell you how I feel. How only you make me feel.” 

I could barely talk as all his words sunk in. “If I love you too would you still leave?”I asked. 

“Yes I would still leave because if you love me too,”he said smiling hopefully,”If you loved me too I would have to be able to provide for you. I intend on marrying you if you do love me.” 

I smiled warmly,”You ask yourself why would I love you and it’s the other way around. Why do you love me? You have such a kind heart one of the reasons why I fell in love with you.” 

He smiled widely as he got closer and pulled me into a kiss. His lips were like velvet against mine as pulled on his collar wanting him to be closer. He broke the kiss biting his bottom lip,”You still have to head back downstairs don’t do that.” 

I blushed as I pecked his lips,”Sorry.” 

He smiled as he whispered in my ear,”Once I come back we’ll have time for that. You’ll be my wife and I’ll be your husband.” 

I smiled widely at the thought,”Who said I’ll say yes?” 

“Trust me you will, ”he smirked stroking my back causing me to shiver. 

“(Y/N) you’re mother is looking for you, ”Yeri said knocking at my door. 

“Well there’s my queue. When are you leaving?”I asked as we headed towards the stairs. 

“Four weeks, ”he said holding my hand squeezing it lightly. 

“There you-,”Yeri said and noticed our intwined hands,”So you did do it after all.” 

“Yeri, ”Yoongi said to his younger sister. 

“Told you so, ”she said sticking out her tongue,”Oh but (Y/N) Junmyeon is waiting for you also.” 

“That guy from earlier?”Yoongi asked getting tense. 

“Yoongi there’s nothing to be jealous of you’re the one I want, ”I said reassuring him. 

He smiled widely,”I’ve waited so long for you to say that.” 

As we reached to the hall Junmyeon was talking to the same girl that asked about him being single. “I’ll see you later I have to go help my mom, ”Yoongi said starting to follow Yeri. 

“I think you forgot something, ”I said putting my hands behind my back pouting. 

“Your father might see us and I haven’t prepared the father speech yet. I’m not risking it, ”he said smiling. I smiled as I headed back to Junmyeon not being able to concentrate on Yoongi’s lips still lingered on mine.