even when they glance at eachother

maryjanewannabe  asked:

So, I'm a Hufflepuff and I have been proudly for a very long time, but I was wondering if other Hufflepuffs seem to be able to communicate in various noises. Cause often times when I'm with very close friends, there are no actual words involved, but rather sounds like "shmur" or "neeah" but yet we all seem to understand eachother.

Eloquent sound effects are definitely a Hufflepuff strength. The next level of ‘Puff communication is even more subtle: meaningful glances with eyebrow semaphore.

-Tea Badger
Jealousy Part5

Word Count: 1328

A/N: oh my god we are at part 5 of this, and if you haven’t guessed it already, I’m probably going to do a few more of them! I don’t exactly know what to write after this series is over so if you have any requests feel free to let me know and also tell me what you think about my writing! It would be much obliged! ️

        “What the hell! You scared the shit out of us! How’d you even get in?” she yelled at the intruder.

    “And what are you doing here?” Jughead asked coldly.



    “Have you talked to Y/N yet?” Archie asked, waiting anxiously for the answer. Ever since the night of the diner incident Archie couldn’t get his mind off Y/N. He was so close to finally seeing what it felt like to have her lips on his. So close! He found himself glancing down at them anytime they hung out, or when they were around eachother. He found himself admiring how her (Y/H/L) (Y/H/C) bounced around when she walked, or how beautiful it looked when it was blown by the wind. He started to notice how the light caught in her (Y/E/C) eyes and made them shine. How they lit up when she talked about the things she loved, or when she was around Jughead. Secretly, he was hoping that Y/N would be mad enough at Jughead that this last 2 days would go by so he could have a chance with her, and maybe her eyes would light up around him as well.

    “Andrews?” Jughead snapped in front of Archie’s face and snapped him out of his trance.

    “Yeah? Sorry what?” Archie looked at Jughead.

    “I said I haven’t yet.” Jughead sighed and Archie tried to hide his smile. “What are you so happy about?” Jughead asked, slightly annoyed.

    “Nothing.” Archie said shaking his head and wiping the smile off his face.

    “You’re not going to be with her, you know that right?” Jughead said coldly.

    “You don’t know that.” Archie argued.

    “She’s in love with me! I thought you wanted us together, you’re the one who was pushing me to tell her!”

    “I shouldn’t of had to tell you to do that! She deserves someone who should just tell her they feel that way, instead of someone who waits and then breaks her heart over and over again!” Archie challenged.

    “I didn’t know she felt the same, I was scared I was going to lose her!” Jughead fumed. “And now that I know she loves me back there’s no way in hell Im giving her up!”

    “Look, I don’t want to take her from you until after your week is over-”

    “You should just respect that we’re in love with eachother and that I’m going to be the one she’s with. If you were really my friend,  you’d do just that.” Jughead said. Archie sighed and leaned his head in his hands.

    “Fine.” he mumbled.

    “Thank you.”


    “So you’re together now?” Archie asked, looking between Y/N and Jughead.

    “Why do you care?” Jughead asked, putting his hand up to keep Y/N behind him.

    “Well you should probably tell Betty, don’t you think?” Archie asked, and Y/N pushed past Jughead.

    “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” she asked, looking over to Jughead. Jughead glanced over to her and saw a flash of worry and hurt cross over her face.

    “You can’t mess with the both of them, Jughead!” Archie yelled, bringing Jugheads attention back to him.

    “What the hell are you talking about?” He asked.

    “You’ve been with Betty all week Jughead, what’s been going on between you two?” Archie questioned.

    “Seriously, we’re working on Jason’s murder together. We are just friends, I don’t understand what you’re trying to accuse me of.”

    “Archie what’s gotten into you lately?” Y/N asked, butting in on the conversation. Archie looked over to Y/N.


    “He’s  got a little crush on you, and he’s been acting out because of it.” Jughead snapped, turning and wrapping his arm around her waist.

    “What?” she asked, looking over to Archie who swallowed hard.

    “That night at Pops, before you sat down Archie was trying to convince me to tell you about my feelings. I was scared to because I didn’t know you felt the same.” Jughead turned and grabbed Y/Ns face, staring into her eyes. “I was scared to lose you, and Archie here was just being my best friend and tried to talk me into telling you. I refused until you left the diner upset and the I realized Archie was right.”

    “So you tried talking Jughead into confessing his love for me and then you try to kiss me?” Y/N asked, turning to face Archie. “What kind of game is that?” she yelled. Archie stared at the ground and shifted on his feet.

    “I thought that I could have a chance. After you left in a hurry and cried all the way back to your house, I thought you’d be done with Jughead.” Archie admitted.

    “To tell you the truth, I was.” Y/N confessed. Jughead and Archie’s heads shot to Y/N at her confession.

    “What?” Jughead asked, lightly grabbing her arm and turning her to face him. She looked up to Jughead and cupped his face.

    “I didn’t know you loved me back, and I was so hurt by what happened that for a second I thought that I should try to get over my love for you.” She turned to Archie. “You were being so sweet and I’ve known you forever that I thought that maybe if I kissed you when you were leaning in, that my pain would melt away.”

    “Y/N, I really like you.” Archie said, taking a few steps towards her. Jughead grabbed her and pulled her into him and Archie sighed.

    “It’s a little late for that.” Jughead said. “What was your point of coming over here anyways?”

    “I wanted to talk to Y/N before she made her decision.” Archie said, sending a pleading look her way.

    “I’m sorry Archie, but I couldn’t do that. Betty is in love with you, and I’d hurt her if I-”

    “That wasn’t a problem the other night,” he argued.

    “I wasn’t in the right state of mind then. I was heartbroken, and if I were to go with you I’d pass that feeling on to Betty. And anyways, I’m in love with Jughead, and I know now he loves me back. I can’t ruin this, I’m happy.” She said, and Archie’s face fell. “I’m so sorry.” she said, breaking free from Jugheads hold and giving Archie a hug. She kissed him on the cheek, and looked between the two boys. “I’m going to make us some hot chocolate.” she said, exiting the room.

    “Jughead I’m sorry.” Archie said, looking to the raven haired boy staring daggers at him.

    “Are you fucking kidding me Archie? You said you were going to respect that me and Y/N were going to be together, and you try to pull this?” Jughead fumed.

    “When I have feelings for someone, I have to do something about it or it eats at me.” Archie said, and Jughead rolled his eyes.

     "That’s real funny Archie. Is that what you’re planning on doing for Betty?“ Jughead hissed. ” and before you try to pull that ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about’ bullshit, let me just tell you how jealous you looked when you came in here yelling at me and accusing me of being with her.“

    "I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Archie said.

    “Yes you do!” Jughead yelled. He opened his mouth to say more, but Y/N barged into the room.

    “What the hell Jughead? Why is Betty asking if you’re on for 'Pops Date: Round 2’?” She yelled, holding up the phone.

Originally posted by riverrdxle

Late nights

Just a little something I wrote because I can’t sleep. I really need this right now.


Late nights with Harry were always memorable. But the best times were when it wasn’t even night anymore; it had long passed into the next morning but you were too hung up on eachother to care.

You were sitting on the couch, some reality show playing in the background but neither of you were paying attention. This type of night always started off with deep conversation, but eventually transformed into mindless giggles and stupid jokes when you were both too tired to form real thoughts.

His arm was around you, tightly tucking you into his side while you felt his chest vibrate after your latest remark. A quick glance at the clock told you it was just after four in the morning, and you weren’t exactly sure how you’d managed to stay up this late.

You found yourself looking up at Harry while he studied your face, a soft smile forming on his lips.

“So fucking pretty.” He muttered, leaning down to kiss your lips in a sloppy way that left you leaning in for another one after he pulled back.

He still had that smug smile after you were both done, his lips slightly redder now.

His hair was ruffled, and there were clearly bags under his eyes, but neither of you wanted to sleep. Why would you give up such a perfect moment like this, just because you were a little tired?

“You know how much I love you, right?” His voice was extra raspy now, sending chills down your spine as heat rose to your cheeks.

“Hey now,” He leaned down to kiss both your cheeks, tilting your head back up so you could see his little smirk again.

“No blushing, baby. ’S'just me.”

His thumb lazily trailed over your cheek, keeping your face gently held in his hand. The contrast of his cold metal rings was soothing against your hot skin, making you lean further into his touch and close your eyes at the comforting feeling.

“But in case you didn’t know… I love you, like… freaking loads, baby.”

You both started laughing, because as much as either of you tried, nobody could seem to get the right words out.

“I love you too.”


It was almost five when you finally fell asleep. Your head was leaning on Harry’s chest, and he laid awake for longer than he’d admit just because he wanted to admire you. How your hair fell in front of your face, that adorable freckle under your left eye, and the way your nose subconsciously scrunched whenever he tapped it. It was so peaceful; he wished it could stay this way forever.

Within a few minutes of falling asleep, you woke up to shift so your head was laying in his lap, your face snuggled into his tummy.

He wanted to move you both into the bed, but you just looked so comfortable; and he was already starting to doze off as well. He was pretty sure he’d trip up the stairs if he tried to get up now.

He knew he shouldn’t fall asleep like this, because he’d wake up with an awful cramp in his neck the next morning if he did, but it was a little difficult to move with your head on his legs.

His hand slowly stroked through your hair, trying to wake you up without startling you.

“Baby… Hey, we just need to re-situate here; wake up, gorgeous.”

His soothing voice finally made you stir, and he was quick to help you sit up and get some pillows and blankets ready on the couch.

“All better, yeah? Let’s get you all comfy again.”

He laid down, pulling your back against his chest and fighting to keep his eyes open so he could make sure you were comfortable. The couch isn’t exactly meant for sleeping, but it certainly works when you want to be extra close.

He smiled when you half-consciously turned around, nuzzling your head into his neck and releasing a content sigh. He loved holding you any way, but this was by far the best. Keeping you tightly pressed against him, he loved feeling your warm breath tickle his neck while you slept. And it left your lips in the perfect position to place kisses all over him when it was finally time to wake up.

He rubbed your back until he eventually didn’t even have the energy to keep that up anymore, and he kissed the top of your head before closing his eyes.

“I love you, baby.”

He knew you couldn’t hear, but he hoped those words worked their way into one of your dreams somehow. Because you always needed to know you were loved, even at five in the morning when you were asleep.

At that moment, you were both right where you needed to be. Happy, peaceful, but most importantly- together.

Fixed - Prologue

A/N: Eep! I’m so excited! Without further ado here is the prologue of Fixed, the sequel to Heart!

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Originally posted by sxyceleb

It was the last day of school at Beacon Hills High School, the day that I had finally gotten back from San Francisco, sporting a new wound and bump just under my left collar bone.

We had just pulled into the driveway as I practically flew out of the back seat and ran into the house that I had missed oh so much all the way up to my room, flopping down on my bed before I began to laugh at myself.

“And what could possibly so funny?” My dad asked as he lugged my suitcases into my room.

“I’m just so happy to be home!” I exclaimed and my dad laughed as he sat down next to me. “When can I go see Scott and Stiles?”

“It’s the last day of school, right?” He asked and I nodded vigorously causing him to laugh and hand me the keys to the Charger. “I’ll call in a few pizza’s to Scott’s”

I grinned as I grabbed the keys from my dad, kissing his cheek and running down the stairs and out the door, trying not to speed as I drove to my wolfy friend’s house, trying so desperately to keep our tradition of hanging out at Scott’s and playing video games well into the night.

I pulled up the curb at Scott’s and raced to the door, ringing the doorbell obnoxiously until Melissa answered the door with a slightly annoyed expression, but that vanished and was replaced with a smile when she saw me, engulfing me in a hug, being very gentle of my still sore incision.

“Mom, who is it?” I heard Scott say and Melissa pulled away.

“Their in the living room.” She whispered to me and I nodded, sneaking into the room where my boys were set up, staring at the TV.

“Mom?” Scott asked over his shoulder, eyes still glues to the game.

“Guess again.” I said and they both whipped around at the sound of my voice.

“Liv!” They both shouted as they ran over and practically tackled me in a hug.

“Gentle!” I shouted as Scott almost collided with my left shoulder and he stopped short, delicately wrapping his arms around me.

“Why didn’t you tell us that you were coming home today?” Stiles asked, looking at me in a way that made my heart melt, but I ignored it, this was not the time.

“I wanted to surprise you.” I said, smiling at both of them.

“Well, you definitely did. Now, let’s see it!” Stiles exclaimed and I laughed, flashing back to when Scott got bit. I pulled at my collar, making the red mark and slight bulge visible.

“Does it hurt?” Scott asked with his brow furrowed and I nodded.

“But on the bright side, only two more weeks until I can lift heavy things and raise my arm above my shoulder!” I exclaimed with a grin and my boys laughed at me. “But enough about me, look at you guys! Scott, you cut your hair! And Stiles, no more buzz cut?”

“Look at us? Look at you! Talk about long hair!” Stiles said, causing my heart to flutter slightly and Scott cocked his head at me, eyes widening.

“Alright, enough about that, my dad called pizza for us and I literally have not played any video games for three months.” I said, almost successfully changing the subject. Stiles smiled and went to set up another controller for me, I went to follow but Scott held me back, pulling me into the hallway.

“Do you like Stiles?” He asked and I bit my lip, looking at my feet before looking up at him through my lashes and nodding.


Originally posted by gold-harmony

“Stiles, where are we going?” I whined from the backseat for the millionth time as Stiles drove down a road in the middle of nowhere, causing Scott to laugh.

“It’s a surprise.” He groaned back at me.

“Come on, you know I hate surprises!” 

“Well you’re gonna love this one.” Scott assured me and I huffed, crossing my arms and throwing myself against the backseat, I hate surprises.

The sun was setting by the time that Stiles parked Roscoe in the middle of an open field and stumbled out of the driver’s seat, Scott and I following him to the trunk where there was a massive box of fireworks along with a pile of logs and kindling.

“No way!” I exclaimed, a grin stretching across my face.

“Told you you’d love it.” Scott said with a smile.

“Come on Liv, it’s the Fourth of July! Did you think that we were just gonna sit around all night?” Stiles asked me and I shrugged.

“I honestly had no clue what we were doing this year.”

Scott and Stiles set up a small fireworks show while I was in charge of setting up the blanket, cooler and the speakers, connecting them to my iHeartradio and playing Today’s Hits.

After the boys had finished setting up the fireworks, Scott used the logs to build us a small fire just as the sun had finished sinking below the horizon.

“Are you ready?” Scott asked and I nodded vigorously, leaning into Stiles’s shoulder as Scott ran down and lit the fuze before using his wolf speed to run back to us in record time, not even missing a second of the show.

I saw Scott glance at Stiles and I from the corner of his eye, letting a smirk slip for only a second as Stiles wrapped his arm around my shoulders, causing me to blush. 


Originally posted by anvxiety

“Are you going to tell him?” Scott asked me as we sat on the sand behind my parent’s beach house.

“Are you kidding me? I’m never gonna tell him, my unrequited love has an unrequited love of his own.” I sighed, resting my head on Scott’s shoulder as we stared at the water.

“Wait, you love him?” He asked, shocked.

“Yeah, I guess I always have. I just didn’t realise it until I saw him and Lydia together at the dance.” I said and Scott just put a comforting arm around my shoulders, neither of us said a word, but we knew that we were there for eachother, especially when it came to affairs of the heart.

I knew that giving Allison the space that she asked for killed Scott and that all summer he had been dying for anything from her, but nothing came. She had texted me a few times while I was in San Francisco, but I had also gotten nothing from her all summer and it made me miss her even more.

“So, when are you going to get your tattoo?” I asked.

“I don’t know, probably before the end of summer. Why?” Scott asked, glancing down at me.

“I think I want one too.”

CU Murder AU - Murder Underpants

Because I’m a crap for angst/breakdowns, I’d l o v e to write for this little “murder” au, which I called the file for this “Murder Underpants” since “Captain Murder” sounds like a knock off Blunderpants XD

Forgive me for any spelling or grammar mistakes!

Inspired by the following posts.

@larrythedrunkardlamp @jackie-sugarskull @clockworks-time @guiltyhipster @thatanimationgirl @superhighschoolleveldemigod @realphoebejudd

TW: Blood and describing a fatal wound

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jongsukhyungwon  asked:

Elder couple thing with the other members please ! Shownu wonho hyungwon

Here you go!

Elder couple being sweet to you and him (not dating) (Shownu, Wonho & Hyungwon)

Shownu; You two decided to hang out since he had a really busy schedule and barely had any time to see you. You two decided to go to a small restaurant and ordered some food, sitting comfortably and talking, catching up with everything. The waitress brought the food to your table, and Hyunwoo fed you some meat, you fed him too. Once you two were full and done eating, the old lady came back to collect the dishes, grinning at you two,

 “What a lovely couple..It always warms my heart when young couples like you come to my restaurant, i feel 20 years younger instantly.” 

She giggled, glancing back at her husband who was by the counter, making you two blush and bow politely. When she left, you looked at eachother, faces flushed, “Hear that? We’re a lovely couple.” Hyunwoo commented, making you blush even more. 

Originally posted by madtwn

Wonho; You and Hoseok decided to go visit his mom’s cafe one day since you haven’t seen her for a long time. On the way there, you two stopped by a claw machine that was just there, shining bright lights full of cute toys. You tugged at his arm,

Can you get me one? You’re good at them.

You smiled sheepishly when he agreed and watched him get the toy for you on his second try. You clapped and giggled, grabbing the toy, “Wah! You’re the best!” You grinned, hugging him as a thank you. 

Look! What an adorable young couple~” You two heard an old woman’s voice and turned around, seeing an elder couple walking hand in hand. You two bowed at them, and soon you felt Hoseok take your hand in his, intertwining your fingers together, “Let’s go, girlfriend.” He smirked and walked with you hand in hand, not letting it go. 

Originally posted by wonhoescenarios

Hyungwon; Hyungwon came to your house to chill out for a little bit, tired from work. Though when you two got hungry, you both decided to go to a convenience store down the street to grab some snacks and some food. Once you were there, Hyungwon picked out lots of chocolates and chips and candy for you two, grabbing random stuff and putting them into the basket. 

I’ll pay, just grab whatever you want~” 

He smiled at you and ruffled your hair. Once you were by the counter, an old lady was staring at you two with heart eyes, a huge smile on her face. “You two are so beautiful! You really do look great together. Such a sweet couple, right?” She nudged her husband who was scanning the products. You blushed furiously, and looked at Hyungwon who just thanked her politely and smiled. Once you two walked out of the shop, you both giggled at eachother, both of you slightly embarrassed. “I guess we do look good together, don’t we, Y/N?

Originally posted by hyeonwoo


He comes home

Request: hey if requests are open can you write like a blurb/preference type thing for the prompt: they surprise you by coming home from tour?? thanks babe love you ((and your writing btw haha)) xx


You and brad had a very long distance relationship, as he resided in birmingham,England and you lived in the US. You met when he was on tour in the US and you were working the venue he played at. You didn’t see eachother often unless the band had things going on in LA/NYC then he’d come visit for a day or two.

Brad was supposed to be on tour in the UK at the moment so you knew the communication would be minimal because he’s super busy. You went about your day per usual, which entailed sitting in your bed until about 10am on this lazy saturday morning. Your phone kept buzzing until you woke up and checked your phone and had about 5 missed calls from brad. That threw you off, so you unlocked your phone to check your messages. None. thats odd, you thought. Then you were receiving another phone call, bradley.

“Yes bradley why must you wake me up at this god forsaken hour” you said in a cranky morning voice

“Trust me this is more important than your beauty sleep love”

“What is it then bradley??”

“Well first i need you to wake up and go to your door”

“What in the hell, why must i go to the- HOLY SHIT BRAD I SWEAR IF THIS IS SOMETHING STUPID I SWEAR”

“Babe, i promise you its not”

“Alright, let’s see what you’re going on about”

You opened the door and to say you were surprised would be an understatement. There stood your cute, little, british boyfriend.

“Holy shit, brad” you squealed engulfing him in a hug

“Told you it wasn’t stupid” he laughed, while holding you.

“You moron, i love you” you laughed

He gave you a kiss and told you how much he loved you, then the two of you spent the afternoon together in bed watching movies all afternoon.


Connor was constantly on tour, so you didn’t see him often. He was on the european  tour so it wasn’t as bad, but bad enough for you. You havent seen him in over a month and you missed him like crazy, but you knew this was his lifestyle and it was an adaptation you’ve learned to deal with.

You tried to just go on your daily business, so today that was getting up at 7am to open up the coffee shop that was down the street from your apartment. Half asleep you were just going through coffee cup by coffee cup, not noticing whose faces where who.

“Hi, what can i get for you?” You said for the 50th time this morning

“Um id like a large coffee, and a side of my beautiful girlfriend?” Rang that familiar scottish accent.

It couldnt be, could it?

“CON” you said in surprise.

“Hi baby, hows your morning”

You ran around the corner of the counter and jumped into a hug with him.

“Con i cant believe you’re here, i missed you so much”

“I missed you too baby girl” he said kissing your forehead

“Wow i wish you had that kind of enthusiasm every morning shift” your boss joked from behind the counter.

“Alright i have to work, but we can hang out after my shift?” You suggested.

“Of course, i’ll pick you up from here at two”

“Perfect” you said, before kissing him quickly.


Dating someone who is on the brink of fame isn’t easy, not the least bit so. Theres always tour, studio, and interviews so its hard to find time for eachother. Even with all of the negitives, you and tris made it work. He saw you every spare moment he had when he was home from tour, next to his family of course.

You Missed him terribly when he was on tour, but you guys made it through always with facetime, and visits when he was home. It was one of those days where you missed him a lot, but forced yourself to go about your everyday routine. You woke up, made yourself a cup of coffee and glanced through your emails on your phone. The doorbell rang, which was odd because it was 7am. You got up and opened the door, there was a single rose and a note attached. It read “ good morning babe! Ive got a surprise for you, but first i thought you could go for a bit of an adventure this lovely saturday morning, you’ll find your next rose at our favorite breakfast date place, Tris xx”

You got dressed and walked to the cafe across from your apartment, you always went there for breakfast with tristan. The waitress smiled at you and said “hey sweetheart, ive got something for you” before handing you another rose. The waitress knew you pretty well because you were there quite often, especially when you had essays to do for uni. The note read “ hi you found the second one, props babe that one was the easiest. Now go to where we had our first date, love you, Tris xx”

You smiled and knew exactly where it was, his house, he took you horseback riding on your first date. You took a bus to where his house was and walked to where the barn was and was greeted by his sister. “Hiii, tris said to give this to you” she said in the cutest voice.

“Thank you!” You said giving her a hug, and taking the rose.

The next rose read “babe, youre getting there. You found milly, now head over to where we kissed for the very first time”

You knew that meant the park a couple feet down the road, so you made your way there and on the bench was another flower.

“ do you remember this place? I remember it like it was yesterday. Now you’re almost done i need you to go to just one more place. Go to that beautiful shop that you love to go to”

You knew the place, it was your favorite place to go shopping.

You got there and looked around for where the rose could be, and you felt a tap on your shoulder.

You turned around, and it was tristan. You couldnt believe your eyes. You tackled him with a hug and said “i love you so much” muffled in his shirt.

“I love you too baby, i missed you” he says looking into your eyes.

“I- i dont understand, arent you on tour?”

“Yeah, but i wanted to surprise my baby whilst we were close by”

“You’re the best tristan, i love you”

“I love you always, baby girl”


You were an actress, so you and james had equally hectic schedules. You always made time for each other though, it was all about communication and time management. He was away on tour at the moment and you were at a take for a movie you were starring in, you missed him but you tried to stay utterly focused on the scene at hand instead of thinking about james.

You did a few scenes until you had a 20 minute break for your lunch and whatnot. You head over to your dressing room and drink a sip of water and scrolled through your twitter feed before eating your sandwich for lunch.

You continued with the filming, and it was a very long day for you. Hours spent recording scenes and perfecting things for the movie, you just wanted to get out of there at this point. You went to get changed in your dressing room.

Once you were ready to leave, you heard a knock on the door.

“You have someone here to see you miss!” A worker kindly said from outside the door.

You opened the door, and shocked couldn’t even begin to express how you were feeling right now.

James, james was standing at your doorway.

“JAMES” you squealed before jumping on him.

“I missed you so much” you said settling.

“I missed you too, baby girl” he said kissing you for the first time in a long time.

“I thought you were-”

“We are, i just wanted to come surprise you” he said knowing what you were going to say.

“I love you so much” you said in a content sigh.

“You look like you’ve had a rough day, you want me to drive you home” he asked pulling your hair behind your ear.

“Please? That’d be absolutely lovely”

“Of course, come on now ill take you home and we could lay down and watch netflix together”

He always knew when you were exhausted, and what to do to relax you.

“Sounds perfect” you said taking his hand in yours and walking to his car.


Prompt: Harry uses sectumsempra on Draco. Draco and reader are dating. Reader finds him in the restroom instead of Snape

Requested by: @humannoodlesoup thanks 💕 hope you like it

Warnings: possible death?

Y/n: your name bf/n: best friends name l/n: last name


It started out with an “im fine” but you knew something was wrong with Draco. After all, you two have been dating for a few months now.

Looking across to the Slytherin table you saw him. His hair no longer combed or slicked back but in a mess as of he ran his fingers through it a lot. He looked more pale than usual, if that was even possible and the dark bags under his eyes indicated that he rarely got any sleep.

Just seeing him like that made you want to help him but he wouldnt let you in.

“Hey y/n are you gonna finish that?”

You turned to your bestfriend bf/n then glanced down at your breakfast.

“Um, no you can have it.”

When you turned to look at Draco you couldn’t see him anywhere. You looked all around but all you saw was Harry walking in a fast manner towards the door. Your suspicion got the best of you, knowing Harry and Draco had problems with eachother, so you got up to follow Harry.

In the hall hiding behind the corner you peeked and saw Harry walk into the boys restroom. Suddenly you heard yelling followed by some crashes.

Quickly you ran in just in time to see Harry point his wand at Draco “SECTUMSEMPRA!”

Before you could react Draco had already collapsed. You shoved Harry out of the way and ran to Draco’s side not caring that you kneeled in the pool of blood. Tears fell down your cheeks

“No, no, no! Draco baby, wake up!”

He wasn’t responding. You turned to Harry “Don’t just stand there help me carry him to the Hospital wing!!”

You carried his legs while Harry carried his head and upper body. Arriving at the Hospital wing, Maddam Pomfrey immediately got you help.

“Oh my, I don’t even want to know what happened, put him on the bed dears.”

Placing Draco on the bed you turned to Harry.

“What were you thinking! You could of killed him!”

“I-Im sorry, I just- I….”

Shaking your head you sighed

“Just leave please, I think you’ve done enough.”

“Ms. yl/n, Mr. Malfoy should be okay. You brought him just in time. He needs to rest a bit but he is to wake up soon.”

You gave her a quiet thank you before pulling up a chair beside his bed. Grabbing his hand and intertwining it with yours. He felt so cold, almost as if he was dead. You wish you were the one in this bed and not him but you couldn’t do anything. All you could do was wait.

Exhausted from crying you laid your head on the bedside and drifted off into a deep sleep.


You felt a sensation on your head as if someone was running their hand through it.

wait? what?

You sat up in realiziation and saw Draco awake.

“Hey love.”

You carefully hugged him, trying not to sqeeze him so tight for he could still be in pain.

“ I could of stopped him but I-I was too late and the blood was everywhere a-and you weren’t waking up, I th-thought that you were…”

“Shhh, It’s okay, hey I’m okay.”

He slowly sat up and pulled you away to look at you. A tear made its way down your face and he wiped it away.

“This isn’t your fault okay. I’m sorry. I know I have been distant lately but it’s just family stuff. You know how they are”

Just staring into those gorgeous grey blue eyes you leaned in to kiss him.

“It’s fine I understand. I’m just glad you’re okay. I don’t know what i’d do if anything happened to you. Merlin’s beard, I love you.”

“ I love you too.”

For the rest of the day you two cuddled and talked for hours never letting go of eachother. Eventually you guys fell asleep. Maddam Pomfrey had came to tell you that it was time to go back to your dorm untill she saw you asleep with Draco. Smiling slightly she thought

young love…very sweet

She let it slide and left you asleep with Draco just for the night. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..  

A/n so this was my first requested imagine from @humannoodlesoup ! I hope you liked it and that it was what you imagined💕 bai

When Destiel Becomes Canon.

Okay, when destiel becomes canon, I want team free will to be at a bar with a jukebox. They are all sitting at the bar when Sam excuses himself and Cas and Dean have an eye-fucking moment. They continue to stare at eachother, throwing glances when one isn’t looking and then “Can You Feel the Love Tonight” starts playing. Sam in standing at the jukebox and Dean looks at him from over Cas’ shoulder and Sam mouths at Dean: “Make a move!” and Dean rolls his eyes but he starts to move closer to Cas, who, squints his eyes and starts to say: “Dean what are you doing?” but he is cut off when Dean’s lips meet his. They only pull apart when Dean suggests they go back to the moteland even then they are nearly knocking over tables as Cas clings to Dean, glued by the lips.

Sam decides to give Cas and Dean a few hours to release all that built up sexual tension that has accumulated between them over the years. So he sits at the bar sipping a beer when he hears “All By Myself"being played and he looks at the jukebox and Gabriel is standing there, a shit eating grin on his face.

Better With You By My Side

prompt: Dan and Phil are both sons of rich families and are sent to ballroom dancing lessons. Because there is a shortage of girls, Dan and Phil end up as partners. Phil really doesn’t want to be there and Dan doesn’t either, but is so frustrated by the fact Phil doesn’t want to dance with him he is determined to get him to.

a/n: i think generally when i took this off schedule it was kinda because i was expecting not to be able to update it every week buT AS IT TURNS OUT i can get a lot done when i’m procrastinating revision because i stopped going to class and im literally home all the time ((’’’studying’’’)) apart from when i’m in for exams so IN SHORT after three days here is another chapter gOd i spoil u guys so much i feel like these chapters are gonna start getting shamefully regular arent they

also this chapter gets a lil emo i PROMISE IT WILL HAVE A HAPPY ENDING EVENTUALLY DONT THROW THINGS AT ME but i wrote this entire chapter listening to wrapped around your finger and beside you so the link’s there if u wanna u know  ~set an atmosphere~~ or somethign

 cash in the attic, dickinson’s real deal and bargain hunt are these auction shows always on daytime tv they have quite a reputation here in the uk (i think it’s notable to mention this for anyone who isn’t british) it’ll make sense when u read the chapter i promise





It’s gone too quickly. Dan shuts his eyes. It’s gone way too quickly.

He opens them again, taking in the sight of the skyline surrounding him until the image is engraved behind his eyelids when he squeezes them shut again. He needs to take it in. He needs to memorise every single detail before he’s dragged away from it, leaving only a mere vapour trail in the Viennese sky as a remain of his presence. He wants his memory of this city to be as permanent as he is temporary.

He leans against the railings of the bridge, the iron cold against his cheek as he stares down at the River Danube flowing beneath him; a weird, murky green in the daylight. His eyes trail over the layers of beige, decorative infrastructure surrounding him; studying the modern architecture against the old, thinking about how two buildings can be as close as a matter of metres together, yet centuries apart. It reminds him of London.

Dan gives the St. Charles Church a quick glance, and St. Paul’s Cathedral comes to mind. Schonbrunn Palace in the distance catches his eye, and he thinks of Buckingham Palace. It confuses him how a city so architecturally similar to London could be so atmospherically different.

He stares back down at the river. Although even with a colour as cloudy as that, it’s evident it’s probably still about nine-hundred times cleaner than the Thames. He strains his ears. Even in the early morning, it’s still quieter in the city centre than it ever would be in even the most distant outskirts of London. And if he were to sit out on a bridge for this long in his home city, he’d be surprised about making it this far without being either accidentally pushed off, shouted at, thrown money at or whacked with a selfie stick.

He’s going to miss Vienna dreadfully.

They’d made a promise, he and Phil, to come back here someday. To revisit all the places they’d discovered over the course of the fortnight, to stay in the same hotel and even dance in the same ballroom.

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Dinner Date ~N.M.~

Summary: you look fine af for a dinner with squad but Nate touches you

Requested: Yeah (okay y'all don’t understand. I sing Yeah! By usher everytime I write yeah

4 hours. I just spent 4 hours getting ready for this dinner. I was really feeling myself today so I decided why not. My hair looked glorious and my brows were most definitely on fleek. I was wearing a black crop tank top with thin straps, slightly high waisted jeans and my Jordan’s. I was wearing one of the boys hats on top of my straightened hair and my make up matches my outfit. God had decided to bless me this night.

I had a crush on a few people but nothing was like Nate. I’ve liked Nate since I first met him. His eyes and dimples and perfect smile. He kills me. I know he’ll never like me tho. Although I guess I’m “his type” it’s just impractical, considering how close of friends we were.

I walk down the stairs of my apartment to see the boys sitting on my couch watching tv. I picked up the remote and turned off the tv.

“Alright. Who’s ready?” I say. Sammy was the only one who had looked at me. Everyone was still on their phone.

His mouth was practically on the floor and his eyes were as wide as the moon.

“We’ve all been ready we were wait-” Johnson says finally looking at me. I had my hand on one hip with my eyebrow raised.

“Holy shit you look hot” he says, his mouth opening and closing like a fish.

Finally all the boys look up and notice me. They all smile and whistle at me.

“Let’s go idiots.” I say finally walking out my front door.

We all jumped into my car and started getting lit. Sammy was playing music and we were all on snapchat.

We finally arrived at the place and hopped out. Nate put his hand on my lower back walking me up to the door. Gilinsky was already holding the door so we thanked him and went in.

The host walked us to a booth large enough to him all of us. I was sitting beside Nate on the edge of the booth so we had plenty of space.

We were all drinking havin a good time when Nate whispered in my ear.

“You know ma, you look so good tonight” he said

“Thanks Nate. You look good too.” I say looking down and blushing.

He then puts his hand on my thigh. He began rubbing up and down my thigh while listening to the jacks tell a story about Europe.

His hands moved farther up and moved to slip into my jeans.

Of course fuckboy Nate had to feel me only tonight. No other day would he take notice of me. I was nothing unless I had my best clothes on. Fuck this.

I stand up and smooth out my clothes.

“I just remembered I have to um go. Right now. Excuse me. Sorry. I’ll see you guys later.” I say grabbing my phone and purse and walking out of the restaurant.

“Y/n wait” I hear Nate say as I get in my car.

“Why Nate? So you can keep feeling me up or is it so you can undress me and fuck me over the tables. I’m not here for that Nate. I need to go.” I sit in my seat and start the car.

Nate opens the door and slides in.

“I never said any of that”

“You didn’t have to now get out of my car. Tell the boys to text me when they’re ready and ill pay for an uber” I say looking at him.

“I’m not leaving until we get this figured out”

I shake my head and pull out onto the street. As we begin driving Nate speaks again.

“Why’d you leave?”

“Because I wasn’t gonna sit there while you’re hands did whatever. You have never given me so much as a second glance. Hell some days i don’t even get one glance but tonight when everyone else thinks I look good and I spend 4 hours getting ready you all the sudden find me fuckable. I wanted your attention but not like this skate.” I say shaking my head to myself.

“Y/n you have always been beautiful. Your tattoos, your hair, your ass. It’s all amazing. I have wanted you for forever. But before tonight I thought we’d be okay as friends. Nobody would get hurt and we’d both have eachother. Then I saw the boys staring at you, fuck G gotta boner. I couldn’t just sit there and act like we were just friends.” He says putting his hand on my knee. I pull up to his house.

I pull out my phone to text Sam.

Me-are y'all still at the restaurant?

Sammy Boy😊💖- no we went to the club nearby. Are you and Nate good

Me- yeah. When are you guys leaving.

Sammy Boy😊💖- um a few hours.

Me- okay. Cool

I lock my phone and open the door and get out of the car.

“Y/n. What are you doing?” I hear Nate call after me. I walk into the boys house and right up to Nates room. I take off my shoes and hat and sit in his bed. I got on snapchat and sent a picture telling the boys to have fun that me and Nate were enjoying ourselves.

“Y/n what the hell?” Nate says reaching his room. I stand up and grab his wrist.

I back myself up against the door pushing it closed. I pulled Nate close and wrapped my arms around his neck, standing on my tiptoes I got close to his face. I could feel his heavy breathing as he wrapped his hands around my waist.

I pushed out lips together and we began to make out. Nate lifted me up and placed me on his bed.


“Awe look how cute”

“Shut up before you wake them”

“Ew they fucked”

“How do you know?”

“Well she’s got sex hair and Nate has morning wood and look at his face. He’s been fucked.”

I slightly open my eyes at the various voices.

“What the fuck are you guys doing”
I croak and stretch. My throat hurt like hell, I had screamed a bit to much.

“Sore throat y/n?” Johnson says smirking.

“Wanna sore face Jack?” I say flickin him off

“Babygirl chill” I hear Nate say in his raspy voice. I look at him and he’s smiling at me. I go to stand up before Nate pulls me back down.

“You’re still naked ma” he whispers in my ear. I lay back down on his chest and wait for the boys to leave.

“Y'all can get the fuck outta my room now” Nate says to the guys. I hear cameras click before the door shuts. I stand up and grab a shirt from Nates drawer.

I spent the rest of the day hanging out with the boys.

#can i talk about this fucking important moment for a sec #this scene is hella emotional #these two seem to be able to express their feelings #to the fullest #and be vulnerable #only when they are around eachother #but i wonder #if this is even more than that #clarke heard raven/allie #telling bellamy that he is just a soldier #that he just a pawn #a follower #and we all saw her the pain on her face in this moment #so i think this is her way of telling him #she doesn’t see him that way #THAT TO HER HE IS HER EQUAL #her co-leader #her friend #the person that can follow her plans with just a glance #the person that shares her guilt #the person that knows that she is broken #but thinks she doesn;t need to be fixed #the person that is always there even when her whole world falls apart #she’s telling him #that she needs him as much as he needs her #and i think that this what this whole season is  about #for them #this acceptance of what we all already know #that they BOTH need eachother in every level 

Eren and Levi going on dates

♡Coffee shop dates

♡Levi arriving before Eren… all the time

♡Ordering Erens’ drink too bc he knows him so well

♡Erens’ milk moustache

♡Levi not telling him

♡Sort of just staring at him wondering how he got so lucky

♡Cinema dates

♡Levi purposely choosing a horror film so he can cuddle Eren

♡Eren being that person who rustles the popcorn bag too loud

♡And slurps the drink even when there’s hardly anything left

♡holding hands throughout the movie

♡Levi stealing glances at Eren

♡Dinner dates

♡Cheeky Nandos

♡Sitting in an isolated part so they can feel more close

♡Ordering one of everything

♡Being competitive to see who can eat the most

♡Feeding eachother across the table

♡Eren misses Levi’s mouth and stabs him in the chin

♡"Eren, just stop, okay? I can feed myself"

♡"Aww Sweetheart, I’m sorry…“

♡Eren trying not to laugh

♡Ordering the most heart attack inducing desert on the menu

♡Conversation about how they should get a twin gym membership tomorrow

♡At home dates

♡Pyjama day

♡Taking the duvet downstairs to the huge cozy sofa

♡Binge watching netflix

♡Bitching about people from work

♡Drinking tea

♡Eating junk food all day because it’s easy

♡Ordering a huge pizza

♡Ordering chinese after the pizza because it wasn’t enough

♡Talking about that gym membership again

♡A few glasses of wine

♡play fighting

♡Steamy makeout session

♡Fucking on the couch

♡The end

371: "Do you still love me?"

Harry: The question was still burning in the back of your head. A simple little fight over what kind of milk you usually get has blown to you two questioning your relationship. After he asked you, you left the situation, not wanting to say something stupid in the heat of the moment. That fight was now 6 hours ago and you both were giving each other the cold shoulder. You would both walk past eachother and not say anything. You even went for your daily run and he never asked where you were going like he use to. You were too thick headed to say anything first and he was too nervous to say anything because he didn’t want another fight. It wasn’t until dinner when he piped up. “You never answered my question from earlier.” He pointed out. You glanced up at him and put your fork on your plate. “Do you honestly think I would stop loving you over a tiny argument?” You asked trying to make light of the situation. “I don’t think I have ever seen you so mad.” He smiled and shrugged. “Well, Im not a morning person.” You laughed grabbing his hand that was resting on the table. “You know I love you.” He leaned over and left a kiss on your lips. “Yeah, but sometimes I need reassurance.”

Niall: The argument went all day and it was wearing on you. Niall and you got in a heated argument about his drinking and the argument spread out all day. You loss three vases within these past few days just by getting angry. As soon as your head hit your pillow you let out a very loud sigh. You stripped yourself of your pants and waited to hear Niall come out of the shower. When your eyes were becoming heavy the opposite side of the bed drooped down and Niall leaned over and kissed your cheek. He must have thought you were sleeping because he started to talk. “I know my drinking is a lot on you.” He whispered playing with your hair. “and I know it will become worse whenever we have kids, but its just a problem I have. But I love you enough to try to fix it, but I guess the question is do you still love me?” He sighed as you cuddled up to him. “Oh, you’re awake?” He laughed awkwardly. “Yeah.” You looking up to him. “And I don’t think I can ever not love you. Niall Horan, you’re mine forever, weather you like it or not.” There it was. Everything was on the table and that Irish smile you enjoyed was plastered on his face. No matter how many times you told him you loved him you still get the same elated smile from him. “Now come here.” You said opening your arms and wrapping them around Niall. You tucked yourself into his body and fell asleep right in his arms, just like every other night 

Zayn: You and Zayn broke up a while ago but that didn’t stop you from being friends the guys. Zayn will make occasional pokes at you trying to get a reaction but that doesn’t always work, but today they were really getting to you. The boys were having a small get together, a pool party if you will and you decided to go. As soon as you walked into the get together Zayn started his gentle jabs. “You’re basically naked.” Zayn commented as soon as you walked in. “I think she’s fine.” Niall said walking over to you and handing you a beer. You and Niall have been friends forever and he’s become like an older brother. Zayn rolled his eyes and walked away. “Here ya go.” He said handing you a beer. “Now what was that about?” He asked. “He’s on his period.” You said loud enough so he could hear. “Well, I’m going to go mingle some more, and if you want you can grab that shirt that you left in my room.” Niall said then leaving. You decided that you were going to grab it just in case you got cold. You walked into Niall’s room and grabbed your tee shirt you left. “Why are you in here?” Zayn’s voice said from behind you. “I got kind of cold and Niall said that I can grab a shirt I left here.” You said turning around. “I don’t think I have to explain myself to you.” You went to push past him but he blocked your way. “Why are you always such a bitch?” He asked. “Do you really have the right to say that to me, do you not remember what happened because you called me a bitch?” You asked annoyed. “Are you serious you and I both know that’s not the reason that you left.” Zayn scoffed. “Yeah, then what do you think the reason was?” You asked crossing my arms. “You told me you stopped loving me. I asked you if you still loved me and you said no.” He said getting aggravated. “And then you started to toy with Niall.” He continued gesturing to a picture of you and Niall on his dresser. “Niall and I have always been best friends, and that’s all bull shit.” You said getting mad. “What do you still love me?” He asked. There was the face, the eyes, the hands that ball in a fist, this is how Zayn always was, passionate but always protective about everything that concerned you. “I don’t know.” You stuttered pushing past him, finishing with the conversation.

Liam: Liam was on edge all week with you, and you have done nothing wrong. You walked on egg shells all week trying to make sure you don’t do anything wrong to Liam, but the littlest things would make him mad. You left cereal out on the counter, he yelled, you left your shoes next to the door, he yelled; there was no satisfying him. You accidently moved his coat while cleaning and all hell broke loose. It got so bad that you stomped up into your bedroom slammed the door and locked Liam out on the other side. He banged on the door as you slid down the opposite side. After a few minutes he began to get angry again. “Where’s my damned jacket, all I want to do is leave.” He said hitting the door again. “And I am sure the jacket is stopping you.” You said crying. “Are you crying?” He asked, hearing his first clam voice in a while. After a few minutes of silence you leaned your head back hitting it softly against the door. “Do you even love me?” You asked softly no expecting anyone to hear you. “What?” You heard him ask, you didn’t expect him to still be there. “Just let me in babe.” He said calmly. You got off your butt and opened the door just to be swallowed in his arms. “I love you so much babe, no matter what.” He said kissing your head a few times. “Its just been a rough week, it will change. I am so sorry.”

Louis: You agreed to meet up with your ex boyfriend to talk about some things you needed to sort out. You flipped the scarf around your neck and started to make you walk to Starbucks, a place where you two would always meet up. You saw him at the furthest corner, cuddled up to a cup of what probably was a vanilla mocha with extra cream. You placed your order of a venti chai tea and joined him at the table. He didn’t realize you were there until you cleared your throat. “Oh, hi.” He said folding the paper he had in his hand in half and placing it in his pocket. You watch almost all of his moves, and every move he made was fluent, like he was more prepared for this than you are. “So how have you been?” He asked. “Fine.” You plastered a fake smile across your face. “How have you been?” You asked moving your hair out of your face. “I’ve been really good.” He smile and nodded. There was silence for a bit and then he sighed. “There is no way of saying this and not being weird.” he began as you watched him play with his fingers, a habit that he gets when he gets really nervous. “Um, you don’t have to give all of my stuff back, but I think that you should drop by my place some time and pick up your things, its hard having it around and trying to move on is hard with still having your stuff in the house…” He continued to talk but your mind was running wild, why is it hard for him to have your stuff at his house? Is it because he can’t stand the thought of being with you or is it he can’t stop thinking about a life without you. “Wait, Lou, do you still love me?” You asked and he seem stunned. “Have you been listening to this conversation at all?” He asked. “See this is why we can’t be together, you never listen to me.” He was almost angry, but you weren’t even listening. “Don’t avoid my question Lou, just answer it!” You demanded just before a girl slid into the seat next to him. You shot him a confused look and he put his arm around her. “Alright [Y/N] this is my new girlfriend, the one I was just telling you about.” Your jaw dropped, you were a fool to think that he actually had feelings for you still. You waved the excused yourself from the table, leaving Louis behind completely.

A/N:So I am not dead, I have just had some horrible writers block and haven’t been able to get out of it until now. Sorry. -jenni

Just Sneak Out, and Don't Tell a Soul Goodbye

a/n: soooo a few of you may know that i’ve been meaning to base some kind of fic on the song check yes juliet due to the fact it’s my all time favourite song in the history of ever and beyond 

this certainly isn’t the most original of plotlines but whatever

i guess this is it. i hope it’s okay

summary: the famous arch-rivalry between the howell and lester family dates back to an era no-one has any remembrance of. but the sons of the parent enemies, dan and phil, share feelings towards eachother so different from their family, that the move of the howells to edinburgh is anything but ‘delightful’ for dan. but he has an idea. (based on the song check yes juliet by we the kings)

word count: 7,781


“Stop looking so glum, Daniel.” His mother pulls a face, sealing the final box with brown parcel tape. “Anyone would think you don’t want to take such a fantastic opportunity.”

“I don’t.” Dan mumbles monotonously, keeping his eyes fixed on a bare rectangle of wall where his favourite Monet painting of the bridge once lay. “I thought I made that clear enough.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” She mutters, stacking the cardboard on top of one another in the only corner of the lounge where a box wasn’t, meaning Dan couldn’t look anywhere without being attacked by “FRAGILE” and “THIS WAY UP” in aggressive red capital lettering.

I’m being ridiculous?!” Dan suddenly retaliates, finding the strength to tear his eyes away from the painting and at anything that wasn’t a wall. In which case, settling for a fierce glare at his mother who continued to make an effort to look as nonchalant as possible. “You’re the one who decided to suddenly chuck the house on the market last month without thinking anything through! You didn’t even tell your own mother until last week.”

“Grandma didn’t need to know until I felt I was ready to tell her.” She defends weakly.

“Yeah, so you didn’t give her enough chance to convince you to stay.” Dan mutters through gritted teeth indignantly, having had enough experience with his notorious family to be able to read his mother like a book. And she knows it.

“There’s no need to stay.” She gestures around the room which, to be honest, did look pretty damn shabby without their paintings, family photos and ornaments to colour up the atmosphere. Although that was probably the same as scraping the polished paint off a new car then complaining because it didn’t look pristine.

“There’s every need to stay. What has Edinburgh even got to offer?” He almost retches the name, as if it’s some kind of disgusting disease. He doesn’t know Edinburgh like he knows London, so much so it was only until yesterday he found out the city is actually in Scotland, and not Ireland. 

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The day I met him was one of the best days of my life. We laughed so hard our ribs hurt, and we had nicknames by the third day. Now, 8 months later, I’m sitting all alone in the dark of my room crying over what I miss. I miss when our shared glances were about trying to hold in giggles, and when we would hug because we loved each other so goddamn much. And I miss waking up excited to see my best friend, and being even more excited when he wanted to see me. Slowly, we were more. Our shared looks conveyed utter sadness, or that we needed to talk. Our hugs only happened as a greeting, he wouldn’t even be On my mind until I saw him, and he never thought of me. Now, I’m embarrassed to say, we’re even less. We don’t share glances, we barely look at each other. We only hug as a way to say sorry, and we’re hardly ever excited to see eachother. I hate to say this, but it’s true. I see him everyday, but I haven’t seen my bestfriend in months.
—  Absent Body
Strange Love - Luke blurb

A/N: this is obviously inspired by Strange Love by Halsey, so you should listen to that while you read this. this does talk about some sexual things, but nothing too bad at all, so read at your own discretion. this sucks and i’m sorry, i’m super bored and felt like writing something since it’s been awhile.



dating the luke hemmings, the biggest bad boy out of all the fraternities at you whole college, made people wonder about you. you sometimes felt like you had no privacy. people were always staring you guys down from across the room, wondering why you would date someone like him. someone so dangerous; so insane. you were a straight A student with no intention of getting into any trouble whatsoever. they wondered why you would get involved with someone the complete opposite of you. don’t get me wrong, luke was a straight A student that cared about his grades, he just misbehaved a lot.

at one of luke’s frat parties, you guys walked out of the bathroom hand-in-hand, and it was obvious what you two had just done in the bathroom. both of you had the worst sex hair ever and his neck was covered in hickeys.

as you walked out of the room and down the stairs, you recieved stares from just about everyone you passed. “I bet they fucked on the sink or something. There’s nowhere near enough room to fuck on the floor in that bathroom,” one of the girls you passed whispered to her friend. Her friend scoffed and looked at you two with disgust, causing Luke to tighten his arm that was wrapped around your shoulder and smirk. people continued to exchange glances with eachother and whisper as you two made your way down to the living room.

everyone knew luke was the hottest guy in your whole college; they just thought his behavior outweighed his good looks. he was always so confident and cocky, and it turned everyone on. even the lesbians at your college would have loved to fuck him. nobody could deny how attractive he was.

your favorite moments with luke were the ones when you guys would sneak out of a party to the backseat of his car. “Mm, want you princess,” he would moan into your neck, as he began sucking on it.“ you would quickly flip him over and tell him that you wanted to be on top.

normally, luke is in charge and confident. so you absolutely loved the moments when you would have him writhing underneath you, begging you to move faster on his cock. you loved leaving hickies on his neck as you rode him; you loved the way the windows fogged up as you both reached your highs. it was almost like a story, the story of you and luke.

when you would return to the party, people would see the deep purple hickies on his neck, and you two would smell of sex. and of course, you would get strange glares. and that was how it ended every time; but you loved it. as you walked through the crowd of people, you could hear things like "She got to hear him scream. What a lucky bitch.” and “What is she even doing with him? He’s up to no good.” and “Look at his neck! She gave him fucking hickeys! How could she make someone like him so weak?”

when you and luke finally departed for a couple minutes, you sat on the sofa next to a group of people talking, they would immediately ask about your recent encounter with luke. “what’s it like to hear him moan? he’s so confident, he literally walks like he knows he’s a god. how can you make someone like that weak?” they would ask. you would simply shrug. they didn’t need to know about what you do. and that’s your favorite part about what you and luke have; the secrets you keep from everyone.