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I came out to my parents when they discovered gay porn on my computer while I was at my friend Nicole’s house choreographing a hip hop dance.

I was shocked because I thought they already knew but, I got a call when I was like, mid shoulder-brush, from my mother being like, “Where are you?” and I was like “I’m at Nicole’s house!” and she was like, “You need to come home now.” And I went home.

I can’t believe i’m telling this story.

Anyway, I went home after we finished the dance.

She drove me home in her Infiniti SUV and I walked into the house and it’s pitch black, and I just see the like back-lit shadow of my mother in the corner of the kitchen just like…

She brings me down and rather than having a nice “let’s talk about this”, she starts like bringing up, she starts like opening up all the websites and I don’t know what to do and I’m like: “Ew what is that? That’s disgusting!”

Meanwhile I’m like: “Yep Tuesday, yep Wednesday, Thursday I didn’t do anything, and Friday.”

And like my dad comes downstairs in his tighty-whiteys and is like “Bran, If it’s yours, just tell us.”

Well, hold on, hold on.

They found this like weird fax, like a document nobody recognized and I was like:

“Well, obviously someone hacked into our computer!”

And they believed me.

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Fruits - Peter Parker

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I sat at the dining table just across from the living room, headphones in as I watched a math lesson that was just uploaded onto my school’s website. It was just around 10 AM when my school day started, a bowl of freshly cut fruits on the table as I took notes in my small book, sometimes glancing around to see if something more entertaining was going on.

Being the kid of a billionaire had it’s perks, but some downsides to it as well. Sure, I was able to access anything through money, but I was stuck at home a good 99% of my life, hidden away from the public eye at the request of my father. I’ve never been able to go to school and have a ‘normal’ life, with my only friends being the middle aged people the world calls the Avengers.

I paused the lesson and took my headphones out, heading out to the kitchen counter to pour a cup of coffee for myself, only to hear the door opening.

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This looks like the missing scene we should of got where Stiles received his acceptance letter to George Washington University. Scott is obviously the first one to know. But right when Stiles opens it, he just throws it to Scott and starts running downstairs to tell his dad. I bet the Sheriff took Stiles and Scott to a high class- fancy dinner place that same night to celebrate.

  • ily: I love you
  • ilysm: I love you so much
  • icotmpwtdgpomciwamfnhcahhdiwsbittakbigacwiwlmsbfmmblwayaiwlianhaswlyntchnaiwhicbittsaiwhawftdsdmhihsuvaiwithaipbaijslblsommitcotkjlsbmdarthanltatsslbsslouatwaidkwtdailewittdmilytywtiddaafalmdcdihtwailb iiyjtuwhohotftlwfladnraiwlwoshiocatbm: I came out to my parents when they discovered gay porn on my computer while I was at my friend Nicole’s house choreographing a hip hop dance. I was shocked because I thought they already knew but, I got a call when I was like, mid shoulder-brush, from my mother being like, “Where are you?” and I was like “I’m at Nicole’s house!” and she was like, “You need to come home now.” And I went home. I can’t believe i’m telling this story. Anyway, I went home after we finished the dance. She drove me home in her Infiniti SUV and I walked into the house and it’s pitch black, and I just see the like back-lit shadow of my mother in the corner of the kitchen just like…She brings me down and rather than having a nice “let’s talk about this”, she starts like bringing up, she starts like opening up all the websites and I don’t know what to do and I’m like: “Ew what is that? That’s disgusting!” Meanwhile I’m like “Yep Tuesday, yep Wednesday, Thursday I didn’t do anything, and Friday.”And like my dad comes downstairs in his tighty-whiteys and is like “Bran, If it’s yours, just tell us.”Well, hold on, hold on. They found this like weird fax, like a document nobody recognized and I was like: “Well, obviously someone hacked into our computer!” And they believed me.

girl: *bends over in nothing but her draws* its yours daddy do whatever you want

me:

me: *plays clipse grinding beat on her asscheeks*

girl: *does the cheek tapping noise*

her dad from downstairs: from ghetto to ghetto from backyard to yard

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I came out to my parents when they discovered gay porn on my computer while I was at my friend Nicole’s house choreographing a hip hop dance.
I was shocked because I thought they already knew but, I got a call when I was like, mid shoulder-brush, from my mother being like, “Where are you?” and I was like “I’m at Nicole’s house!” and she was like, “You need to come home now.” And I went home.
I can’t believe i’m telling this story.
Anyway, I went home after we finished the dance.
She drove me home in her Infiniti SUV and I walked into the house and it’s pitch black, and I just see the like back-lit shadow of my mother in the corner of the kitchen just like…

She brings me down and rather than having a nice “let’s talk about this”, she starts like bringing up, she starts like opening up all the websites and I don’t know what to do and I’m like: “Ew what is that? That’s disgusting!”
Meanwhile I’m like: “Yep Tuesday, yep Wednesday, Thursday I didn’t do anything, and Friday.”
And like my dad comes downstairs in his tighty-whiteys and is like “Bran, If it’s yours, just tell us.”
Well, hold on, hold on.
They found this like weird fax, like a document nobody recognized and I was like:
“Well, obviously someone hacked into our computer!”
And they believed me

credit to @gaymormons on instagram
  • future child: Mom, why is my cousin named Rose?
  • me: because your aunt loved Roses very much
  • future child: What about me?
  • me: Enough questions, I came out to my parents when they discovered gay porn on my computer while I was at my friend Nicole's house choreographing a hip hop dance.
  • I was shocked because I thought they already knew but, I got a call when I was like mid shoulder brush, from my mother being like "where are you?" and I was like "I'm at Nicole's house" and she was like "you need to come home now" and I went home.
  • I can't believe i'm telling this story. Anyway. I went home after we finished the dance.
  • She drove me home in her infinity SUV and I walked into the house and It's pitch black, and I just see the like backlit shadow of my mother in the corner of the kitchen just like...
  • She brings me down and rather than having a nice "let's talk about this" she starts like bringing up, she starts like opening up all the websites and i don't know what to do and I'm like "ewww what is that? That's disgusting!"
  • Meanwhile I'm like yep Tuesday, yep Wednesday, Thursday i didn't do anything, and Friday.
  • And like my dad comes downstairs in his tighy-whiteys and is like "Bran, If it's yours just tell us".
  • Well hold on, hold on.
  • they found this like weird fax like a document nobody recognized and I was like
  • "well obviously someone hacked into our computer".
  • And they believed me.
The Bully’s Sister // Loser’s Club

Word Count- 1526

Summary- Making friends isn’t exactly easy for you, especially when you happen to be Henry Bower’s little sister.

Warnings; Language (but then again, it’s Richie?)

A/n; First imagine on this account! I absolutely love IT, and I’m watching it for the second time tonight. I’m unhealthily obsessed. 

Requested; Nope. Requests are now open!

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You stood quietly next to Greta and your friends as you walked into the girls bathroom. You should’ve known what was coming, but you weren’t thinking it through. As soon as you saw a closed stall, however, you knew what was going down. “Come on Greta, she’s not worth our time.” You tried, but she only glared at you. Sighing, you stepped back and let them do their thing. That is, until you saw the trash about to be dumped on Beverly’s head. “Okay, stop. This is ridiculous.” You said, pushing yourself off the wall and storming over to Greta.

“Why, Y/N? Why are you standing up for a loser like her?” Greta asked, looking you up and down. “Because she’s nicer than you’ll ever be.” You spat, and you looked over just in time to see trash get dumped into Bev’s stall. “Whatever, Y/N. I was only friends with you because of Henry, anyways.” Greta said, in a sickly-sweet voice. “Come on, girls.” She gestured for the other two to follow, which they did, and waved to you innocently. “Have fun with the losers, Y/N.” With that, they left.

“Hey, are you okay?” You asked, as Beverly walked out of the stall. “Yeah, thanks Y/N.” She said, looking at you cautiously. “It’s Beverly, right?” You asked, politely. “Yeah. Beverly Marsh. How’d you know?” She asked, confused. “I, unlike Greta, have the decency to learn people’s names.” You said, and you both laughed. “I have a feeling you and I are going to be great friends, Beverly Marsh.” You said, and she laughed. “Me too, Y/N Bowers.”

One Week Later

You ran downstairs, bidding your dad goodbye quickly, before he could give you a lecture on your brother’s disobedience, you left the house and grabbed your bike, getting away as soon as possible. Your dad wasn’t exactly fond of your brother, but he absolutely adored you. You never gave him much reason to scold you, always maintaining good grades, and doing as told. Unlike Henry, who struggled with instructions and preferred attending school for bullying, rather than actual work.

You biked to Beverly’s house, waiting outside. You knew her dad wasn’t exactly fond of her friends, but he tolerated you. You were always very polite to him, and he was always on about how you were such a “good influence on his baby girl”, and how “those misbehaved boys” were not. It always made you a bit uncomfortable, since you’d never properly met the boys. This was why you waited outside.

Not 5 minutes later, Bev came bounding out of her house, running down the many flights of stairs and grabbing her bike. The two of you biked around town together, chatting about random topics, mostly how you were glad school was over. Bev suddenly lit up, her face showing excitement. “You haven’t met the Losers yet!” she exclaimed, out of nowhere. “The who?” You asked, confused. “My friends, come on! We’re meeting up at the quarry today, you should come!” She exclaimed, and you gulped. “I-I don’t know, Bev..” You said, nervously.

You both stopped your bikes, pulling over to talk a bit easier. “Why not? Don’t you wanna meet my friends?” She asked, a bit hurt. “No! I mean yes! It’s not that, Bev. It’s my brother.” You said, biting your lip nervously. “What? What about him?” She asked, curiously. “Everyone knows me as Y/N Bowers, Henry’s little sister. My brother probably bullies the crap out of them.” You stated, rolling your eyes at the thought. She stayed quiet, and you knew he did. “Exactly, Bev. It’s okay, you go ahead. I’ll be fine.” You faked a smile, trying to act happy. “Nice try, you’re coming anyways.” Bev decided, and you sighed. You weren’t going to win, and you knew it, so you simply followed her to the destination, nerves flooding your system.

You see, it wasn’t easy for you to make friends. Being the notorious Henry Bower’s little sister, made you an impossible target. Everyone thought you’d be like your brother, and never once gave you a chance. That’s why you were friends with Greta and her group. They knew you were popular around town, and if a Bowers was in her group, she’d be unstoppable. Now that she’d built up a reputation, it seemed she didn’t need you anymore. You were fine with that.

Much sooner than you would’ve liked, you arrived at the Quarry. Beverly’s friends, who apparently, were all guys, looked at you like you were crazy, and suddenly anger flashed in one of their eyes. You recognized him to be Richie Tozier. “What the fuck are you doing here?” He spat, and you flinched. “I-I, um, uh…” You stuttered, slowly backing away. “Chill, Richie, she’s with me.” Beverly said, grabbing your arm and pulling you with her. Frowning, you scanned the group. They all looked either pissed, or scared of you. “Bev, I told you this was a bad idea.” You whispered, and she shook her head. “You’re staying.” she instructed.

One of the taller boys came over, grabbing Beverly and pulling her off to the side. “How could you be friends with her, Bev? She’s Henry Bowers’ sister!” He whispered, angrily. He had curly hair. It took you a second to remember his name, Stanley Uris. He was one of the smartest kids in your grade. The smallest boy fumbled with something in his.. Fanny pack? He whipped out an inhaler, taking a big breath from it. “Are you alright?” You asked him, and he flinched at your voice. “Fine.” He said, his voice small. He jumped behind Richie, who glared at you fiercely.

“What do you want, Bowers?” Richie said, pushing past an arguing Beverly and stood right in front of you. “She’s probably just here to bully us, just like your brother. We don’t want you here, Y/N. Go home to your fake friends and your fucking dumbass idiot brother, and bother someone else, bitch.” He spat, and the group gasped. Richie was known to be blunt, but this was straight up rude. You were sick of it, but you weren’t going to fight. A tear slipped down your face, knowing most of what he said was the brutal truth.

Not many people would be honest with you, ever, because they were scared if they’d hurt you, Henry would hurt them. You two were very close growing up, but you stopped talking to him altogether when he started bullying kids. You tried to stop him many times, but you were shooed away. Still, people failed to treat you like a person, because they were scared of the things he could do.

“You know, Richie. I admire you.” You said, smiling sadly. This took him completely by surprise, him even taking a step back. “What?” He asked, confused. Clearly everyone else was curious, too, as they all moved in closer. “Not many people would be brave enough to stand up to me, especially not people who my brother typically target.” You said, wiping a tear. “I admire your bravery and wit. I’m sorry for everything my brother put you,” You paused, looking around at the rest of the group. “all of you, through. I hate how he treats you all, you’re all such great people, and an amazing group of friends. I’m not gonna lie, I’m kinda jealous.” You finished. The group was silent, Bev coming and giving you a quick hug.

“W-well, Y/N, w-would y-you want t-to s-stay?” Bill stuttered, and you smiled. “It’s alright, I don’t want to intrude.” You insisted, going to grab your bike. “Wait! I’m sorry, don’t leave. I’ll let you push me into the water!” Richie shouted, and you turned around, eyebrows raised. “You want me to feel better about you being mean, or you too scared to jump in yourself?” You teased, and Eddie, Bev, and Ben all laughed. Bill and Stanley refrained themselves, but were smiling. “I like her!” Eddie exclaimed, excitedly. “Please stay!” He said, pulling a ‘puppy-dog’ face. “Okay. Who can say no to that face?!” You exclaimed, earning a chorus of laughter from the group and Eddie’s cheeks to heat up.

You quickly threw off your dress, leaving you in your undergarments. Beverly copied you, and you two silently agreed to jump together. The boys gawked, and you only laughed at them. You grabbed Bev’s hand, running off and jumping without hesitation. “Holy shit!” You heard Richie cry, and you laughed as you disappeared under the water. The boys followed suit, and you were all splashing each other and enjoying the warm summer day.

That day, you (as well as Bev and Ben) became official members of the Loser’s Club. You finally met your best friends, and you were a proud loser. As soon as Henry learned that you began to hang out with the losers, he immediately shut you out, not that you really minded. You spent most of your time out of your house, mostly with the losers. You had finally escaped your brother’s shadow, and you couldn’t have asked for a better group of friends.

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This was incredibly hard to watch. It breaks my heart that Lainey is literally crying from the things he’s saying to her, and he continues to not only say things that he can clearly see is making her cry, but is doing it in a joking, ~charming~ tone of voice on purpose so that he can later say, “Hey, it was just a JOKE! Stop being so sensitive! Lighten up, get a sense of humor.” Constantly hurting your partner and then telling them that it was just a joke is a classic sign of abuse. She’s so used to his bullying that she laughs it off and blames herself for crying even though she clearly told him that she was hurting his feelings and he kept going anyway that she doesn’t even bother to stand up for herself. She knows that he’s just going to invalidate her feelings and then leave her feeling guilty and blaming herself for “not being able to take a joke”.

I think the worst part of this whole thing is that he then published this video of himself making his wife cry to further humiliate her, with (I’m sure) Lainey telling him that she didn’t want him to (or not bothering to say anything at all, because he’s going to do it anyway and she doesn’t want to start a fight).

And with his fanbase crumbling and YouTube paying him much less than he used to, I’m sure that Lainey is bearing the brunt of his anger, rage, bullying, and need for control.

Edit: So, I just added this video to my queue to be published later today, but I wanted to add this because I thought it was relevant. 

I’m not very good at reading body language, but I was picking up seriously abusive vibes from this video. I decided to bring it downstairs and have my dad watch it - he was in prison for about ten years, and then a social worker for another ten after he got out, so he’s very good at reading people, especially their non-verbal cues - body language, tone of voice, facial expressions, mannerisms, that sort of thing. 

I went downstairs and had him watch the video, to get his opinion. I didn’t tell him what I wanted him to say: I just told him, “I want you to watch this video and then tell me what impression you get from it.” That’s all. I pressed play. About halfway through the video, he paused it, turned to me and said, “Why do you want me to watch this?” I said, “I just want to know what impression you get from them, about their relationship.” And he said:

“This man is a total narcissist and he broke her so much that she can’t fight back. He is destroying her.”

I am not exaggerating at all. Those were his exact words. This man does not know anything about Onision. He has never watched his videos before, nor even heard of him. He made a 100% correct interpretation of their relationship based on watching the first five minutes of this video. 

If this doesn’t convince you that Onision is an abusive narcissist, then nothing will.

Edit #2: I just had one of my friends watch this video too, to see what impression he would get as well - I was just curious at this point to see what anybody thought about this video. And, surprise surprise, he said the exact same thing that my dad did. This is what he said, word for word: 

 "I feel that girl is not very happy in the relationship. She seems like she’s stuck and doesn’t know how to get out, and he’s completely happy and fine. He is literally oblivious to her needs and what she likes.“ 

 That’s two complete strangers who have never heard Onision’s name before who watched this video and immediately came away with the impression - with no prompting or leading questions by me - that their relationship is not healthy.

kid: dad why is my cousin named Harry

me: because your uncle loves Harry Potter very much

kid: what about me?

me: that’s enough questions I came out to my parents when they discovered gay porn on my computer while I was at my friend Nicole’s house choreographing a hip-hop dance. I was shocked because I thought they already knew, but, I got a call when I was like, mid shoulder-brush, from my mother being like, “Where are you?” and I was like “I’m at Nicole’s house!” and she was like, “You need to come home now.” And I went home. I can’t believe I’m telling this story. Anyway, I went home after we finished the dance. She drove me home in her Infiniti SUV and I walked into the house and it’s pitch black, and I just see the like back-lit shadow of my mother in the corner of the kitchen just like…She brings me down and rather than having a nice “let’s talk about this,” she starts like bringing up, she starts like opening up all the websites and I don’t know what to do and I’m like, “Ew what is that? That’s disgusting!” Meanwhile, I’m like “Yep Tuesday, yep Wednesday, Thursday I didn’t do anything, and Friday.” And like, my dad comes downstairs in his tightey-whiteys and is like “Bran, If it’s yours, just tell us. ”Well, hold on, hold on. They found this like weird fax, like a document nobody recognized and I was like, “Well, obviously someone hacked into our computer!” And they believed me. 

Important Acronyms:
  • omg: oh my god
  • ily: I love you
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  • I came out to my parents when they discovered gay porn on my computer while I was at my friend Nicole’s house choreographing a hip hop dance. I was shocked because I thought they already knew but I got a call when I was like, mid shoulder-brush from my mother being like, “Where are you?” and I was like “I’m at Nicole’s house” and she was like “You need to come home now.” And I went home. Anyway, I went home after we finished the dance. She drove me home in her Infiniti SUV and I walked into the house and it’s pitch black, and I just see the like, back-lit shadow of my mother in the corner of the kitchen just like… She brings me down and rather than having a nice “let’s talk about this”, she starts like bringing up, she starts like opening up all the websites and I don’t know what to do and I’m like “Ew what is that? That’s disgusting!” Meanwhile I’m like, “Yep Tuesday, yep Wednesday…Thursday I didn’t do anything and Friday.” And like my dad comes downstairs in his tighty-whiteys and is like “Bran, if it’s yours, just tell us.” Well, hold on, hold on… They found this like weird fax, like a document nobody recognized and I was like "...Well, oBviously someone hacked into our computer!!” And they believed me.

That night after I watched Wolf Children for the first time ever, I was completely confused, and of course, utterly sad for Hana. In my perspective, Hana not only lost her husband, but her daughter Yuki left to seek out her path as a human, whilst her son Ame chose to take control as the protector of the mountains.


When I walked downstairs, my dad asked me why I was so sad, and I told him pretty much how Hana suffered throughout the entire movie, and in the end she basically lost everything but still had a smile to her lips.


Instead, my dad told me that I got the entire story’s moral backwards. The entire story was really based on Hana’s love and how it expanded and differentiated throughout each and every moment of her life, from the beginning to the end.


The first type of love she had was the romantic, foolish and young love. She experiences this love as she falls in love with a man that she knows practically nothing about.


The second type is the unconditonal love; as her husband reveals his true form as a werewolf, not only does she accept that form and not segregate him, but she chooses to place her life on the line and be togther with him, therein later on having children.


The third type is the motherly love she expresses. Even after she loses her husband she holds a parental, motherly love for Yuki and Ame. As she had to keep them in secret, she was willing to strain to keep the remaining family alive and looked after them before herself.


The fourth type of love was her sacrificial love. She chooses the best for her children, and leaves the urban areas to rural country and wishes for her children to grow, and over the course of her first months in the countryside, she had to work extremely hard and even tanned as a result, just to keep her promise of freedom for her children and comfort without anyone discovering their true identities.


The fifth type of love she experiences is the more of a friendship, family-like love when the neighbours look after her and her children, especially the old man that taught her to plant the potatoes.


The sixth type of love, that is, the respecting type if love, was when she realized that her children were growing up and weren’t in her control anymore. When Ame left, she had the revelation of letting go and giving her children their freedom; they chose their own paths, and all she can do is support them and let them go.


Overall, at the very end, Hana was seen sipping tea with the picture of her husband. The setting was very quiet and airy; this meant that Hana had no more concerns. Her love given has done it’s deed, and now the meaning of her life is to enjoy its simplicity and not to dwell in the past but accept the present.


But this all shows one thing: all of Hana’s love was given. Love isn’t selfish, but it is kind. Once given out, there is no rule or assurance that it will be reciprocated, and Hana knew that. From the start she knew she had chosen the hardest path, but she chose it and kept on moving forward, and in the end she earns for herself a peaceful afternoon, sipping tea with her husband.

{Reaction} EXO when you say daddy and both him and your dad respond.

Note: This was a lot of fun to write hehe, I enjoyed this one~ I hope you enjoy it anon! Fighting~

Disclaimer: I don’t on the gifs/ images used.

Main Masterlist - EXO Masterlist

Park Chanyeol

Originally posted by queenhyo

You walked into the living room where Chanyeol was talking to you Father happily. They were discussing music, you could tell my the passion that was shining in Chanyeol’s eyes.

{y/n}: “I’m sorry to interrupt, I was just wondering what time you wanted dinner, Daddy?”

Chanyeol: “Is six okay?”

{Your Dad}: “I think she was talking to me.”

Chanyeol: “Oh no, it’s just because she calls me Da-” *see’s your warning eyes and realises* “I mean, yeah, sorry. What were you asking your real Daddy, jagi?”


Do Kyungsoo/ D.O.

Originally posted by kyunseu

You still lived in your parents house, so when Kyungsoo comes over you have to be rather quiet if you want any privacy times, or wait until your parents go out. One night when Kyungsoo had come over, you were sure your parents had gone out already…

Kyungsoo: *mid- sexy time.* “Moan it, Jagi.”

{y/n}: “Daddy!”

{Your Dad}: *From downstairs* “Yeah?!”


Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by blondejongin

Baekhyun was staying at your family home for a while. And even though you guys aren’t exactly staying very innocent in the dead of night, you’re obviously not being very quiet, either.

{Younger sibling}: “Daddy”

{Your Dad}: “Yeah?”

{Younger sibling}: “No not you, I was talking to {y/n}’s Daddy” *points at Baekhyun*

Baekhyun: *Smirks smugly to himself, rather proud he made you moan loud enough for the child to here.*


Oh Sehun

Originally posted by visual-jongdae

Sehun pinned you up against the bedroom wall, his eyes shining with list as he held your hands over your head.

Sehun: “Better listen to me, Jagiya or Daddy will have to punish you.”

{Your Dad}: *walks in* “She only has one Father, she doesn’t need another one.” *Sassy af*

Sehun: “Please, you might be her real Dad, but we all know she begs for this Daddy.” *Sassyhun strikes back*


Zhang Yixing/ Lay

Originally posted by lovelaydays

Let’s be honest, Yixing is going to be Daddy af in the bedroom, and innocent outside of it. So when he responds to you calling you Daddy, he doesn’t seem to notice where he’s gone wrong.

{y/n}: “Daddy, can I have some help with this?”

Yixing: “Oh sure Jagi.”

{Your Dad}: “What did you just call him?”

{y/n}: Happy… uh, yeah. I called him happy.” *thinks of the first words you can think of that sounds similar to Daddy.*

Yixing: “I’m pretty sure you just called me Da- ohhh yeah, sorry. Happy. That’s me, see?” *Grins before rushing out the room shyly.*


Kim Jongdae/ Chen

Originally posted by chenrrerorocher

Your father had heard you calling Jongdae Daddy and was not happy about it in the slightest. You were both sat on the sofa, watching as your Father paced angrily.

{Your Dad}: “So you like being her Daddy, huh? Then why are there so many damn dishes in the sink? Go on, real Dad’s work their asses off.”

Jongdae: “Yes, sir.” *Even after being told off he probably won’t let you stop calling him Daddy tbh*


Kim Minseok/ Xiumin

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

You woke up that morning to find that Minseok wasn’t in the bed next to you, but you smiled, smelling the fresh scent of breakfast cooking and coffee brewing downstairs. You shuffled out of the bed, making your way downstairs and wrapping your arms around you boyfriend from behind him, muttering a tired ‘Morning Daddy’ with a small smirk on your face, it instantly dropped when you heard a presence behind you.

Your Dad: “Aren’t you going to look at me while you’re talking to me?”

Minseok: “Oh no, she was talking to me, sir.” *Turns back with a smug smirk.* “Coffee?”


Huang Zitao/ Tao

Originally posted by zitaoa

ou had been in the kitchen cooking with your Mother while Tao and your Father sat in the living room talking happily about China and how Tao is good at Martial Arts. So far, he had seemed to be making a good impression, but that was until you called out “Daddy…”

Tao and your Dad in unison: “Yeah?”

*Silence*


Kim Junmyeon/ Suho

Originally posted by kaisenhunnie

Your Father and Junmyeon had already gathered quite a good relationship already. It’s a good thing really, because when you called out “Daddy” and Junmyeon sassy comebacks came out to play, it was a good thing your Father was good at laughing things off.

{Your Dad}: “What is she calling you Daddy for? You’re like 10.”

Suho: “Ten inches, maybe.” *Sudaddy smirking at you. Three guesses what you’re getting later.*


Lu Han

Originally posted by harlysquad

Luhan, being the confident man he is, doesn’t really care when your Father overhears you calling him Daddy. He smirks smugly, pulling at his collar in a sexy way as you blush furiously as your Father glares at you both.

{Your Dad}: “Let’s just pretend I didn’t hear that.”

Luhan: “Oh no, you remember it. I think you need to know where I stand with my princess.


Kim Jongin/ Kai

Originally posted by dohkyungcutie

You smiled, opening up your arms to give your father a hug as you greet him after a long time with “Hey Daddy.”

Kai: *standing next to your dad, extends his arms to hug you when he realises you’re not hugging him.* “Oh you call him Daddy too, oh okay, yup.” *awkward af*


Wu Yifan/ Kris

Originally posted by fyifan

Kris glared as he heard you say ‘Daddy’ numerous times over the dinner table. He kept rolling his eyes, lightly tapping you and telling you “this isn’t the time or place for it.” He was confused as to why you wouldn’t stop until you finally snapped.

{y/n}: “I’m talking to my Dad, Kris. You know, my real Dad.”

Kris: “But I’m_ ohhh… yeah.” *Looks up at your Father who is looking suspiciously at you both.* “Yeah she calls me Daddy too, sorry, my mistake I was getting confused.*

{Your Dad}: “Spits out his tea”

{y/n}: *Face-palms*

sometimes i feel as though my sadness is tangible
the way it rests beneath my sheets with me
follows me into the shower
drives me to work
drops me off at school
curls itself around me when i least expect it in an embrace i cannot break free of
i can feel it in my bones
inside my chest
i can see it in lose strands of hair
and unfinished meals
and unanswered texts
i can hear it in every “i’m fine”
and “i’m just tired”
happiness, on the other hand
happiness reminds me of true love, of soulmates
of heaven and hell
because i believe it exists but it isn’t something i’ve ever experienced
and most of the time i find myself doubting that it’s real
“i’m not happy,” i say
“so just be happy,” they tell me
as if it’s the easiest thing in the world
and maybe for some it is
but for me
happiness is like falling asleep on christmas eve, waiting for santa claus to come, only to sneak downstairs and find your dad eating the cookies you left for him
happiness is seeing the sun shining from inside and going outside to feel its warmth, only for it to start to rain
happiness is staying up until midnight on your birthday and having nobody text you
happiness is giving your all to someone only to one day wake up and find out they don’t feel the same about you anymore
happiness is fleeting
happiness is momentary
happiness evanescent
happiness is your favorite relative coming in from out of town, it’s your internet friend meeting you for the first time, it’s your old school friend coming to visit after moving away
and then inevitably leaving you
it’s always leaving
—  makenziiann said: I was wondering if you could write about someone who is sad but wants to be happy but they’d rather be sad because being happy can be taken away as soon as they get it?
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Hurt Her and I’ll Kill You

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam, Bobby

Word Count: 2,356

Warnings: this is so fluffy. Fluffy Dean is the best, in my opinion.

Request: Can you do an imagine where Dean falls for bobbys daughter? And Bobby gives Dean the. “Hurt her and I kill you.” Talk?

Author’s Note: If you want to be tagged, leave an ask or message and I’ll add you! Same goes for my Series Rewrite! If you want to request a fic, please send them in! I love writing what you guys want!

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Originally posted by frozen-delight

Let’s just face it. You were the daughter of a hunter. It wasn’t a bad thing but there were times you often wished that you had a normal dad and maybe a normal family. Don’t be misjudged, you love your dad and wouldn’t trade him for the world.

You were one of those hunters that decides to keep things on the low down. You’d rather not go out on the field and fight when you could be staying in and researching from the comfort of your home. There was nothing wrong with getting your hands dirty, you even went on a few hunts yourself.

You were good at what you did but you’d rather hide it, thinking that it might be best to keep the surprises going for you. You thought it would be better if the enemy didn’t know what you could do rather than knowing all the things you can do. It gave you an edge.

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Accused of Murder - Tom Holland Imagine

Summary: The reader’s childhood takes a wrong turn. Reader watched her own father and older brother get killed at a young age. Reader gets accused and gets put away. Only to be released years later and meets a much older Tom.

Warnings: Fluff, stalking, someone getting injured, afraid of the dark, 

Word Count: 1,562

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: Hope you like it. 

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They say you never turn your back on family. Family is much more than a word. You may go through hell and back, but you do that together. Make mistakes, learn from them together. One member goes down, you go down with them. Loose trust, lie, but forgive and forget. As for your family there isn’t a whole lot of forgiving and forgetting in this matter.

Your family was just like any regular family, you ate together, celebrated holidays, threw birthday parties for everyone, nothing special? Right? Wrong. No one assumed the accident that would happen.

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baby: i…i…iiiii

mother: oh my god, dad come over, I think he’s about to say his first word! 

baby: iiiiiiiii-

mother: you can do it!

baby: I came out to my parents when they discovered gay porn on my computer while I was at my friend Nicole’s house choreographing a hip-hop dance. I was shocked because I thought they already knew, but I got a call when I was, like, mid-shoulder brush from my mother being like, “Where are you?” and I was like “I’m at Nicole’s house!” and she was like, “You need to come home now,” and I went home. I can’t believe I’m telling this story. Anyway, I went home after we finished the dance. She drove me home in her Infiniti SUV and I walked into the house, and it’s pitch black, and I just see the, like, backlit shadow of my mother in the corner of the kitchen just like… She brings me down, and rather than having a nice “let’s talk about this” she starts, like, bringing up - she starts like opening up all the websites - and I don’t know what to do and I’m like “Ewww! What is that?! That’s disgusting!” Meanwhile I’m like, yeah Tuesday, yeah Wednesday - Thursday I didn’t do anything, but Friday. And like my dad comes downstairs in his tighty whities and is like, “Bran, if it’s yours just tell us.” Well hold on, hold on. They found this, like, weird fax, like a document nobody recognized, and I was like, “Well, obviously someone hacked into our computer!“ And they believed me.

Little Talks (Justin Foley)

Title: Little talks.

Pairing: Justin Foley x Reader

Request: Yes. And I hope you like how I turned your request into something lovely. Hope you like it.

Word Count: 693 words

Reader Gender:  Female

Warnings: It’s too lovely for me.

Summary: Justin comes over his girlfriend’s house to get some comfort after dealing with Seth.

Author’s Note: Thank you for all the feedback I got in my first imagine. I love you all. Continue requesting please.

Math was stressing me out. Normally I’ll already had finished it, but instead of starting it at my homework time, I came to see Justin on his practice. He said he liked when I came because he felt nice having me around, and he needed me.

“Sweetie, we’re almost leaving are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” Mom asked coming to my bedroom putting her pearl rings on.

“No, thank you. I still have to finish my work and also is your anniversary’s dinner, just go and enjoy yourselves.” I said calmly and she smiled.

“Thank you. Have fun with Math.” She said and went downstairs to meet dad who already was in the car waiting for her.

I put some music and continued dancing while doing my homework. It was weird but not having anyone at home and loud music helped a lot. Usually music helped me on everything. Sometimes I listened to music while I studied for my exams and information got stuck on me. Justin said it was a gift. He helped me with Math sometimes but he never liked to come to study for an important exam because he knew I listened loud music and that wasn’t he’s method.

After half an hour, I finished. But I wasn’t the only one at home. Some footsteps were coming upstairs and I silenced the music and ran to close the door of my bedroom. I tried to put all my weight on the door, and just when I thought someone would open, someone knocked the door slowly.

“Y/n” Justin’s voice cracked. And I opened the door.

He looked terrible. He had tears still on his cheeks and he was sad. When I finally got to see him he immediately hugged me tighter than other times.

“Baby, what happened?” I asked and he continued crying on my neck. “It was Seth again, right?” And he slowly nodded.

He stepped away from me. And I touched his cheeks calmly. Then I dragged him to sit on my bed closing the bedroom door.

“Sorry I entered this way. I saw your parents car wasn’t parked and I just came by the front door. I should have climbed and-” I shushed him and touched​ his cheek again.

“It’s fine, you don’t have to climb anything, you’re part of my life and you deserve to enter by the door like the boyfriend you are.” He smiled a little.  “I’m here now, and everything will be alright, okay?” He nodded.

And he got me closer and he kissed me. Just like he did when he was mad, when someone flirted with me in a party and he had to show I was his girlfriend. Just like he did when he fought with someone, with Seth especially.

“Stay tonight, I’ll make sure you feel better.” I said and he kissed my hand.

“If I stay tonight, don’t you think your parents will find out?”

“They’ll arrive late and I bet the won’t even notice you, don’t worry.”

“But I’ll leave early before they wake, okay?”

“Are you sure you want to do that? I think is better if we just tell them in the morning why you stayed.”

“I’ll leave. Promise me you’ll agree with it.” He was serious and I nodded.

“We’ll do this your way. I won’t pressure you to anything, yeah?” I whispered closer to him and he kissed me.

“I don’t deserve you as my girlfriend.” He said tired.

“I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you. A popular pretty boy on the basketball team-” And he laughed a little.

“But you are smarter and beautiful and everything to me.” He continued and I give him a little kiss. “You’re the only person that matters to me. I promise-” He stopped talking and just continued observing me. “You look beautiful with the light from outside.”

I smiled and he kissed me again. Small lovely kisses fill with love. Just love. Justin touched my neck carefully.

“You make everything​ worth it at the end, my love.”

He said with a whisper while cuddling in bed with me until we both fall asleep.