Summary: “Guys my age don’t know how to touch me, don’t know how to love me good…” After dumping her cheating, chronically-stoned boyfriend, Y/N Y/L/N swears she’s fucking DONE with guys her age. Enter Min Yoongi, Y/N’s old crush– who also happens to be her father’s coworker. Y/N and Yoongi run into each other at a club, where Y/N’s only goal is to come for the first time in months. Yoongi is more than happy to help her reach it.
Warnings: SMUT, cursing, age-gap
Word count: 6,034
A/N: Has anyone noticed my Hey Violet obsession yet? I’m thinking of doing something for “Unholy” next after I finish my “to-be-completed” list… let me know what u think ;) Follow for more or subscribe to me on AO3, where I’m listed as MelWinchester/PichiWrites. notes and reblogs help me out ever so much! Love love love <3 (gif not mine)
“…This bold vision of the future requires not only the service of those of immaculate reputation and consummate skill in the just exercise of power, but also the service of a vast military dedicated to upholding the laws necessary to ensure galactic harmony. It may appear to some that the enactment of universal laws and the widespread deployment of a heavily armed military are steps toward galactic domination, but these actions are taken merely to protect us from those who would invade, enslave, exploit, or foment political dissent, and to punish accordingly any who engage in such acts. Look on our new military not as trespassers or interlopers, but as gatekeepers, here to shore up the Emperor’s vision of a pacified and prosperous galaxy.“
Imagine Anthony leaving because he is fighting with Chance. (Inspired by Jake’s vlog)
Chance and Anthony have been arguing a lot lately. They don’t talk civilly unless they are filming a video or doing something in Jake’s vlog. Anthony has been distant towards me, also. He won’t tell me how he feels, and it hurts. It hurts me. It hurts him cause he’s fighting with his best friend. It hurts all of us.
I was sitting in the kitchen when Anthony came down the stairs with his backpack. I looked at him confused as he walked into the office. I jumped as he slammed the door behind him. I stood from my stool and quickly made my way upstairs to Chance who had his head in his hands.
“What’s going on?” I asked his softly. “Tony is leaving,” he said bleakly. “I’m sorry, what!” I asked, not sure if I had heard Chance right. “Tony is going back to Ohio!” He yelled bitterly. I looked at him with sad eyes before quickly going back down stairs.
As I reached the bottom of the stairs Anthony was hugging Jake and turning to leave out the door. “Anthony please stop,” I whispered, barely loud enough to be heard. Tears were slowly streaming down my face. “Tony please don’t go!” I begged. He stopped and turned around. He took a few long strides towards me and pulled me into a hug.
My arms wrapped around his neck as his found their way around my waist. “Please don’t go!” I whispered in his ear. He sighed,“I have to.” I buried my head deeper into his neck. “Please, Tony,” I begged frantically. He slowly pulled away.
“I swear I won’t be gone for long. I just need sometime to think everything over,” he reasoned. I bowed my head, knowing it would be useless to keep arguing. When Anthony has his mind set on something, he usually accomplishes whatever it is.
The tears keep and falling, and I don’t know what to say. Anthony kisses my forehead and pulls me in for one more hug. “I promise this won’t last forever. I’ll come back. I love you,” he whispers in my ear. I nod and kiss him gently on the lips. He sighs and slowly pulls away, walking out of the door to leave.
I watch as the door closes and Anthony leaves. The tears rush out of my eyes and Jake pulls me into a hug. “Everything is gonna be okay,” he whispers. “We will get through this. Tony will come back really soon,” Chance tells me. I nod and slowly pull away from Jake. “I’m gonna go take a nap. My head is killing me,” I told them. They nodded and smiled softly at me. I quickly walked up the stairs and went to my bedroom. I went to my closet and pulled out one of Anthony’s hoodies. I pulled it over my head then pulled my hair into a messy bun. I slipped on my pajama shorts and climbed in bed. I slowly fell asleep consumed by the smell of Anthony’s cologne and the taste of salty tears.
Yes! I know! It was all a prank but this is an imagine. Anyways. I hoped you like this imagine. 😊✌🏽
P.s sorry for any mistakes. I’m writing this on my phone. 🤷🏽♀️✌🏽