every photo i have of him he is smiling

I’m happy.

I get paid to travel the world. My job is perfect. I meet people from all walks of life and every day is a new learning perspective.

I’m happy.

I can buy the things that I want. I shop without looking at the tagged price.


I’m happy.

I have the sweetest dog. He has just learned a lot of new tricks. He gets excited whenever I come home and gets sad when I leave.

I’m happy.

I have great friends. They’re always there for me. We go out all the time. We love each other genuinely.

I’m happy.

I have a loving and supportive family. We sometimes fight, but at the end of the day I know they have my back and I got theirs.

I’m happy.

I watch movies alone. I don’t have someone to explain how the movies go. I don’t have someone to share popcorn with. I don’t have someone to argue with when choosing the movies.

I’m happy.

I eat at restaurants alone. I see the stolen glances as I tell the waiter I’ll be only needing a table for one. I shrug it off.

I’m happy.

I walk alone and see a crowd of mediocre people as I would like to condescendingly call them- the couples wearing couple shirts, the families who are just window shopping, teenagers still wearing their school uniform. They seem to enjoy themselves but I know they are not happy. They don’t have what I have.

I’m happy.

I see photos of families eating at a local fast food store and I wonder why do they even post it on social media. There’s nothing special in that place. They smile at each other and put a caption about how much they love each other. I don’t hit the like button.

I’m happy.

I paint. I read. I write. I try to cook. I have lots of hobbies to keep me busy. People tell me that I must be so happy doing these things. I never tell them I could only paint when I’m sad.

I’m happy.

I know that the girlfriend of the first boy I loved controls what he posts on social media. My bestfriend tells me she’s controlling and crazy. I tell her maybe he’s not really happy. Maybe, he’s just settling.

I’m happy.

I stalk the girlfriend of the guy I had an affair with and tell myself that I am way better than her- that he should have chosen me. My bestfriend and I look at her photos and insult her. We laugh our asses off. I smile.

I’m happy.

I remove all my make up. I lay down in my bed. I stare at the ceiling for a few minutes before I pray. I thank God for all my blessings and still ask Him for more.

I’m happy.

But why do every night before I finally go to sleep, this statement turns into a question? Am I happy? I tell myself that I have all the reasons to be. But it doesn’t answer my question.

I wonder who I am convincing, the world or myself.

I’m happy.

BTS REACTION: Them being insecure and you comforting them

@thewitchofthewillowtree Thanks for everything, you’re such a doll 😭.

Seokjin

He was on top of you, kissing you slowly, breaking the kiss only to remove his shirt. You were staring at him, taking in his beautiful face and body. “Everything about you is so sexy,”. Seokjin laughed, “Not my fingers”. Despite the fact that he meant it as a joke, you didn’t appreciate the joke because you knew he was insecure about them. You demanded his hand and after he gave it to you, you stared into his eyes and sucked them one by one. He watched you with lust and surprise on his face. “Like I said, every part is incredibly sexy. Because they’re apart of you, and I love YOU,”. Smiling his kissed your lips softly. “Thank you Jagi, I love you too,”.

Namjoon

You were watching Namjoon during his photo shoot, unable to tear your eyes from the gorgeous man in front if you. The sexy looks and smiles he sent your way made you eager to have him alone. So as soon as you entered your home, you threw him on the couch, straddling him. “You don’t know how sexy you are,”. He chuckled, “I really don’t,”. You could tell by his expression he meant it. “Why don’t you believe you’re good looking?”. Shrugging, he looked away from you. “I was always told by fans that I wasn’t,”. You slowly slid peppered kisses on his jawline “I happen to think you’re perfect,” you said looking into his eyes. He blushed and pulled you close for a deep kiss. “I love you,”.

Yoongi

The two of you were walking a fairly busy street at night, drinking coffee and talking. You were excited about pictures from his most recent concert and raved about how handsome and sexy he was. Chuckling, he made an off hand comment: “I’m not good looking,”. You paused and glared at him. “I am SO sick of you saying things like that! Matter of fact…”. You walked over to the nearest bench, stood on it, and screamed, “MIN YOONGI IS THE SEXIEST MAN ALIVE!! I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM!! HIS EYES, HIS SMILE, HIS LIPS, EVEN HIS NOSE IS CU-”. Wrapping his arms around you waist, he snatched you down for the bench and covered your mouth. “OKAY I GET IT Y/N”. Pulling you along after him, he muttered a thank you as you noticed the blush on his face.

Hoseok

“The maknaes deserve to go on Hit the Stage more than I do,”. As soon as Hoseok said those words, you got upset. He had filmed for a variety show the other day and the episode finally aired while he was at practice. The words upset you because he always underestimated his abilities. When he came home and greeted you, you told him you needed to speak with him. He became nervous and asked why and you showed him the clip. “Why do you do this?? We all know you work harder than ANYBODY on the choreography! Dance is YOUR thing!! Jimin and Jungkook have plenty of other things. Let yourself have a chance to shine, okay?? STOP UNDERESTIMATING YOURSELF, YOU’RE AMAZING!!”. By time you finished you were yelling and he was silent. “Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell I just…wish you’d believe in yourself a bit more sometimes,”. Wrapping his arms around your waist, he shook his head. “No, you’re right Jagi. I’ll be more confident, okay?”

Jimin

He was distant all day and wouldn’t tell you what was wrong. It was late afternoon and you had finally had enough. You strolled into the bedroom and jumped on him where he lay. When he made no attempt to move you, you straddled him. “Ya! Park Jimin! You’re gonna tell me what’s going on RIGHT NOW. I’m your girlfriend, let me support you,” you demanded angrily. He sighed and pulled you into his arms, hiding his face in your neck. “I gained 20 lbs…are you disgusted with me?”. You didn’t respond, only pulled away from him and began to tug at the hem of his shirt. He started to object, wanting to be serious but you simply said, “Take it off,” in a tone he’d never heard you use. After he complied, you kissed him slowly and softly, tasting him throughly. Then you trailed wet kisses along his jawline, neck, and chest. You made sure you take sure to go excruciatingly slow on his stomach, placing kisses so gentle he found it endearing. “Jimin, no matter what you look like, I’ll always love you.But if you must know, you’re perfect to me,”. He began to get teary and he pulled you into his arms, not trusting himself not to cry if he spoke.

Taehyung

“Y/N, am I…wierd?”. You cocked your head at Taehyung when he asked you that question. “Did something happen?” you asked. “Well, the fans still tease me about being super wierd so I was just wondering if I should stop..”. You got irritated by that, “Stop what? Being yourself?”. Before he could respond you grabbed his shoulders and looked him in the eyes. “You just think differently than others. Even if you do act a little crazy sometimes, it’s not a bad thing, Tae. In fact, your crazy, overactive personality is what I love about you. So don’t let anyone stop you from being yourself,”. Smiling, he drew you into his arms, cooing about how cute you were, smoothering you in kisses.

Jungkook

“Take it from the top,” the man said with obvious frustration. Jungkook sighed, leaned into the mic and began singing the song beautifully. That is, until he suddenly cut off for the 6th time in a row. “You know what? I think we need a break. Take 10 everybody,” the man announced, drawing a hand over his face. He turned to you. “Please talk to him. Find out what’s going on,”.

You had come to Jungkook’s recording session for a new solo song to support him. But so far, he seemed highly upset and unsatisfied with everything— specifically himself. You watched as he threw his papers on the floor before sliding down the wall, sitting beside them. You came over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Kook, what’s going on? You sounded amazing, why do you keep getting upset?”. He was visibly upset, a distant look in his eyes. “It’s not good enough. I can’t hit the notes I used to. My voice sounds a lot harsher too..”. Your eyes widen in surprise; you never knew he was insecure about the way his voice sounded, but then again, his voice WAS finally changing. You shook your head and held his head in your hands, forcing him to look at you. “Jungkook, your voice is changing so of course it doesn’t sound the same. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t beautiful. It sounds richer and actually those high notes were even better than Jimin’s,”. He chuckled softly at that. You took the opportunity to make him laugh again, because the sentimental stuff wasn’t really either of your things. You stood up and attempt to sing and dance “Cheer Up” by Twice. He laughed so hard tears formed, begging you to stop. You laughed along with him, sitting down again, going back to being talking. “Besides, if you really sucked, Yoongi definitely would’ve told you by now. But seriously…I believe in you Kook. You’re amazing and this song will be too. So you know, give it your best,”. He blushed, pulled you in his arms and shyly kissed you. “I love you,” he whispered.

it hurts until it doesn’t pt. 2

Pairing: reader x Yoongi

Genre: angst

Word Count: 5,375

A/N: PLEASE DO NOT ASK ME ABOUT IF AND WHEN I WILL UPDATE THIS SERIES. THANKS

Originally posted by talk-me-down-troye

part 1 part 2

“Y/N! Will you please stop texting and tell me if this mirror is straight?” Yoongi called out impatiently from the living room.

“Someone’s cranky,” you tease from your newly shared bedroom. You were were careful not to knock over the hours worth of unpacking stacked neatly around you.

He was staring at the wall, absent-mindedly running his finger across his lips as he always did when he was thinking. You had never seen a man that deep in thought about an inanimate object. The sound of your camera clicking makes him turn around, the look on his face sending a smile across yours.

“What’s so funny?” he asks, pouting at your enjoyment.

“I’ve never seen someone hang a mirror so seriously before.”

He turns around and focuses back on the gilded frame in front of him, “This is our first apartment together, Y/N. I want to make sure it’s perfect.”

You stare at him quietly, taking in the moment in front of you. Yoongi was never one for sentiment. He was a serious man, but deep down he there was a softness. A softness that he only let you see in brief glimpses, catching you off guard every time he does.

“It’s perfect,” you whisper as you walk up behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Can I take a photo of us?” he asks, pulling out his phone from the pocket of his hoodie.

You nod as you bury your face in the back of his neck, taking deep breaths of the mixture of cologne and sweat and shampoo. You smile, wishing you could live in this moment forever.

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BTS reaction to you doing a sexy photoshoot with Jay Park

Anon said:  Hello! Idk if request are still open or not, but if they are can you do a bts or ikon (both if you can) reaction to their s/o being a model and having to do a sexy photo shoot with Jay Park or some other idol.


Jungkook: “Don’t you dare touch her Jay Park” *thinks to himself* *gif*

Originally posted by askmeifimadalek

Jimin: Would watch every move Jay makes closely *gif*

Originally posted by kimthehyung

Taehyung: Doesn’t care about Jay, all he sees is you and you being sexy and beautiful *gif*

Originally posted by toughchim

J-Hope: *bout to explode* *gif*

Originally posted by jjeonguk

Rap Monster: Someone asks him does he like seeing you with another guy and he smiles “Oh I love it” *gif + dying*

Originally posted by bangthebae

Suga: *can’t wait for the shoot to be over* *gif*

Originally posted by jeonbase

Jin: *watches over Jay and all his moves* *fake smile on + gif*

Originally posted by jinlesbian

10 years ago: The Chris Benoit double murder-suicide
[June 25th, 2017]

It was Sunday, June 24th, 2007. I was at a Buffalo Wild Wings with my ex-girlfriend and a friend of mine as we’d gathered monthly to watch the WWE pay per view. On this instance, it was Vengeance: Night Of Champions, an event where CM Punk would be battling Chris Benoit to determine the new ECW World Heavyweight Champion, a title that had been vacated by Bobby Lashley. As the event went on, it was announced that John Morrison would be replacing Benoit, with little explanation given as to why Benoit wasn’t on the show.

The next day, as I was driving home from work, my friend Brandon (who I’d watched the pay per view with the night before) called to tell me the news: Chris Benoit was dead. As I sat at a stoplight only minutes from my house, I remember crying immediately. Benoit wasn’t just a favorite wrestler of mine, but an inspiration to work harder, to never give up, to persist in the face of adversity, and to chase every dream you have, regardless of whether or not they’re attainable. I remember a video package the WWE had released for Benoit featuring the Finger Eleven song “One Thing”. This song still stands as one of my biggest inspirations as I recall how hard Benoit worked in wrestling.

What made this death that much more of a shock to me was that only weeks earlier, Benoit had wrestled at an Ohio Valley Wrestling event that I was at. He was very personable, smiling at anyone who approached him and happy to speak with anybody who had questions. This is a photo snapped that day:

I watched Raw that night as Vince McMahon, who only a week earlier had been “blown up” in a limousine, stood solemnly in a ring that stood in an empty arena, speaking about Benoit as the episode showcased Benoit’s finest moments in the ring. The episode was originally supposed to be a 3-hour memorial tribute to McMahon. Throughout the night, different wrestlers spoke on their fallen friend, some very upset and downtrodden, but it seemed that some knew the grisly details where others hadn’t. Two testimonials that stood out to me were Chavo Guerrero Jr.’s, and a very grim one from William Regal:

Regal seemed to lead on that he knew more about the situation, as he neglected to comment on Benoit the man, but rather on Benoit the wrestler. As the week unfolded, details surrounding Benoit’s death came to light and showed that Chris, his wife Nancy (formerly known as Woman in ECW and WCW), and his youngest son Daniel were all found dead in the home that they shared in Atlanta, Georgia. According to the autopsy, Nancy was murdered first, bound at the feet and wrists. She died of asphyxiation on Friday, June 22nd, and was found wrapped in a towel with blood under her head and a bible placed next to her bed. According to the autopsy on Daniel, he had died on Saturday morning as he lay in bed, again with a bible placed next to him, with Benoit himself dying on Sunday, having used a weight machine to break his own neck as a bible lay on the weight machine.

Although that’s the official cause of death listed for each of those involved, there are a lot of details that have been ignored following the incident. For example, several voicemails were left by Benoit to wrestler Chavo Guerrero Jr. and WWE official Brad Armstrong, both of whom stated that Benoit seemed “off”. Chavo later told that he had spoken to Benoit, who claimed that he’d missed his flight and wouldn’t be appearing at Vengeance: Night Of Champions, and was stressed out due to Nancy and Daniel having food poisoning. On Sunday morning, between 3:51 and 3:58am, several texts were sent to co-workers and fellow wrestlers from both Chris and Nancy’s cell phones, stating that the dogs were in the enclosed pool area, and that the garage side door had been left open. A call was also placed to WWE officials by Benoit, who alleged that he was taking his family to the hospital and would be in Houston for the event.

According to Nancy’s sister, Sandra, Benoit’s computer history included “ the quickest and easiest way to break a neck”. When WWE official John Laurinaitis contacted the Fayette County Sheriff’s Department to check on the family, the police notified the WWE around 4:15pm to say that three bodies had been found, and that the home was ruled as “a major crime scene”.

Several motives have been listed for the crime, such as Benoit’s mental state being so deteriorated due to years of head trauma that his brain “resembled an 85-year-old Alzheimer’s patient”. Steroids were also listed as a potential lead for the cause, as “roid rage” has been prevalent for years among athletes, but as several wrestlers have stated since the incident, “how many baseball players have killed their wife and kid?” It’s also noted that steroid rage usually leads to “rage, not deliberation”, which leads to the question of why Nancy’s arms and legs had been bound. It’s been stated by Benoit’s peers that he was immensely paranoid, often traveling different routes from the airport to get to his home in order to evade potential followers. Several wrestlers have claimed that Benoit would have two sides: one that would lash out at you, and another that would be your best friend, with the events of the day dictating which one you spoke to. Brad Armstrong, however, stated that Benoit “never said a cross word to anybody”.

In 2003, Nancy had filed for divorce, citing “domestic abuse”, but the divorce was dropped and the two continued to be married until their deaths. Hardcore Holly would later state in his autobiography that Benoit would drink heavily when issues with Nancy would arise, which several wrestlers later confirmed. As more details surrounding the Benoit case arose, the WWE issued the following statement on SmackDown:

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Last night on Monday Night Raw, the WWE presented a special tribute show, recognizing the career of Chris Benoit. However, now some 26 hours later, the facts of this horrific tragedy are now apparent. Therefore, other than my comments, there will be no mention of Mr. Benoit’s name tonight. On the contrary, tonight’s show will be dedicated to everyone who has been affected by this terrible incident. This evening marks the first step of the healing process. Tonight, WWE performers will do what they do better than anyone else in the world: entertain you. 

Following this, the WWE have done all but eliminate Benoit from their history, often negating that he was part of several high profile events such as the Royal Rumble which Benoit won in 2004, or the main event of WrestleMania XX, where Benoit defeated Triple H to win the World Heavyweight Championship. Truly tragic, as the moment has often been cited as one of the greatest in ‘Mania history.

This photo is said to have been taken on Saturday morning, as Nancy was dead in Benoit’s home. One strange part of the Benoit situation is that Nancy’s Wikipedia page (which can be edited by anyone) listed Nancy as being dead 14 hours before the bodies were found. The original edit listed, “Chris Benoit was replaced by Johnny Nitro for the ECW World Championship match at Vengeance, as Benoit was not there due to personal issues, stemming from the death of his wife Nancy.” The man who posted this claimed that it was written due to rumors he’d heard on the internet, and it was found that he’d also made several edits to other Wikipedia articles that were unfounded.

It was claimed that Benoit was “given ten months to live due to an enlarged heart” by Nancy’s sister. What’s strange about the case is that a large knife was found under Daniel’s bed. Prior to her marriage to Benoit in 2000, Nancy was charged with aggravated battery after chasing her former husband, Kevin Sullivan, with a knife in 1997. Benoit’s friend Dean Malenko stated, “He’s not a monster. We’re talking about a guy who, a month ago, was in Jacksonville and rather than drive down to Orlando, where he needed to be the next day, he took a flight to be home with Daniel.”

Another bizarre detail that never seems to get mentioned is that wrestler Dave Taylor was allegedly spotted at the Benoit residence before police arrived. Benoit’s neighbor Holly Schrepfer was contacted by police to enter the property before they arrived to secure the dogs and check on the family. She discovered the bodies, and whilst fleeting the home, claimed that she saw Dave and his wife carrying a platter of deli food. In no way does this point to Taylor being involved in the deaths, but it’s possible that he was coming by to check on his friend. It was suggested that he was sent by the WWE to check everything out and get the facts early to prevent a PR problem. This could also be why William Regal’s tribute was so grim, as the two were friends and tag team partners in the WWE. Taylor has since denied that this is possible, as he says he was in Texas on tour with the WWE. There is no evidence for him being in either location, other than Schrepfer’s claim.

Benoit kept a personal journal following the death of longtime best friend Eddie Guerrero. In it, he would write letters to Eddie, which makes me wonder why he never wrote a suicide note or a farewell. In the personal effects returned to Benoit’s father, a handwritten note was found in a bible that said “I am preparing to leave this Earth.” Within a few months of each other, Guerrero, Johnny Grunge, and Victor “Black Cat” Mar all died, respectively consisting of Benoit’s best friend, his local buddy who he went to after problems with Nancy, and his riding partner on Japanese tours. Chris’ diary remains weren’t found by police, but rather by neighbor Holly Schrepfer in a garbage can.

There are a lot of facts that don’t make sense with what has been alleged to have happened. Toxicology reports claim that all three involved in the incident, Chris, Nancy, and Daniel, were sedated heavily. There are claims that beer cans were found near Benoit’s body, but there was no alcohol found in his system. There were texts sent from Benoit’s phone that were sent AFTER Benoit’s time of death, as determined by police.

There are several wrestling fans who have turned on Benoit and refuse to give credit to his hard work in the sport. That is their prerogative. I personally loved Benoit as a wrestler and will never shun the fact that he gave a lot to wrestling, but I also don’t have children and have never been married. I don’t know how I’d feel from that perspective. That being said, after watching several videos and reading endless articles and write-ups regarding the case, I do think that everything is worth a second look, as I don’t think it happened quite like we all have been told that it did. Nevertheless, two great figures of wrestling history died ten years ago, and the wrestling world was changed forever as a result.

Rest in peace, Chris, Nancy, and Daniel.

Babygate Masterpost: Important Evidence You May Have Missed...

On April 7, a Buzzfeed UK article was posted of Louis Tomlinson’s child “being a conspiracy theory” and how many fans believe that there isn’t even a baby at all. While the evidence was impressive… I could tell that many people weren’t taking this subject seriously. And most people loved blaming it on “deluded 12-year-old Louis girls who had nothing better to do.” I was insulted because: 1) it’s not just “Louis girls” who believe that babygate is fake and 2) we’re not all crazy 12-year-olds who have nothing better to do. 

After thoroughly reading the Buzzfeed article a few times (which was trending with over half a million readers in less than 24 hours) I found that the writer, Ellie Woodward, was probably low-key mocking Directioners as well. She led with “Fans believe…” or “Many Tumblr users have theorized…” and this is what makes it seem like we’re crazy.

So I’m taking matters into my own hands; I’d like you to read this post. It includes reasonable and more thorough evidence that Miss Woodward didn’t bother to include (and who can blame her? There’s so much!) in her article. No matter who you are, I’d like you to take this seriously… and you should be able to understand why this is serious towards the end.

You’re going to see why people are doubting Freddie Reign Tomlinson (Louis’ supposed “son”) and his existence. Please keep an open mind and just take all this into consideration before you decide to label me cruel things, such as a “psycho boyband-obsessed teenager.” 

I have tried to see both sides of the babygate argument: it’s real vs. it’s fake.

I have yet to find convincing and legit proof that babygate was “not planned” and how it’s “not another major publicity stunt.” I’m a very open-minded person myself, and I don’t often jump to ridiculous conclusions. 

Why would they plan babygate anyway?

  • Damage control
  • It’s all about keeping One Direction relevant… even on their break
  • Punishment for Louis (keep reading)
  • To diminish rumors of Louis being gay/bisexual 
  • Louis was also an easy target; he goes out partying and drinking so him getting a girl pregnant seems plausible 

How Louis reacts when the “baby” is just MENTIONED….

Babygate has been suspicious since it started from Day 1 back in July. But it was relatively quiet until Louis was forced to talk about it in interviews as the months progressed. One interview that stands out was when the boys were in Glasgow, Scotland back in October. Louis and Niall gave a painfully awkward interview that just adds to the massive amount of evidence which points to babygate being planned/fake. 

How is it “painfully awkward”? Well, if you’ve seen the interview and don’t understand (or if you haven’t seen it at all) I’d be happy to sum it up for you:

Louis and Niall laughing along with the reporter…. They’re having fun!

They joke around some more and they still appear to be okay…

The boys continue to share some laughs and give details about their upcoming album, “Made In The AM.”

Niall shares what he’s gonna do on break. Then Louis says he’s gonna enjoy relaxing…. but that’s when the reporter reminds him that he “has a baby on the way.”

Well, shit… That went just went completely downhill. You can tell this bothers Niall, too. If that doesn’t raise a red flag then I don’t know what else will. Louis starts to distance himself and nervously plays with his hands in his lap…

He’s forced to give a “satisfying” answer (most likely from management) so the reporter can move on. The whole setting becomes extremely awkward… The reporter seems to be the only one having fun now.

People have told me: “Well he only made it awkward because he doesn’t wanna give away details about his personal life!” … However, that’s the only “excuse” that the Briana Jungwirth “fans” and baby believers have given me. But when they choose to be ignorant of Niall and Louis’ body language, that’s just plain stupid. Sorry not sorry.

Like I said, this was just one of the first of many pieces of evidence. Anyway,  let’s move on…

How Louis reacts around other kids and babies…

Here we have Louis throughout the years, and recently, with children:

Here we have Louis around his baby siblings, Doris and Ernest, whom he is actually related to… Awww! So sweet! He’s such a good big brother…

I’ve never seen a genuine smile when he’s with Freddie. Hell, he doesn’t look the slightest bit happy with his “own son.”

Don’t believe me? Okay. Here’s how Louis reacts around “Freddie”:

Now with these three images you’re probably thinking two things: “What do you want him to do, smile all the time?” and/or “He’s only frowning because the paparazzi won’t leave him alone!” – Well, that may be so…. but if I was a die-hard fan of kids and I finally had my own baby (whether this baby had been planned or not) I’d be over the moon every time I was around him/her. Plus, in the first photo, it’s clear that he doesn’t even know there’s paparazzi. We have yet to see a genuine smile when he’s with this “baby.”

If the baby turns out to be real: Guys…. the media has told you that this is a grown man who’s “so sure that this kid is his” and who has “finally confirmed” that his baby is real but yet he doesn’t even smile or give a small grin around the infant? Riiiight. That’s very contradicting….

If they’re using a doll: I had to stroll around town with a baby doll in a stroller with people silently judging me I wouldn’t be smiling either. Hell, most of us would refuse to do this… but they’re pressuring Louis. That’s sick and inhumane. 

How Louis’ bandmates react…

Remember the Good Morning America interview about the baby back in August 2015? No? Well, go watch it…. 

These are the boys’ reactions when the interviewer congratulates Louis on “upcoming fatherhood”:

In case you can’t tell, here are their reactions up close…

Harry Styles with his “Do they actually believe that?” face.

Liam Payne looking at Louis like, “Are they serious, bro?”

Niall Horan’s expression reads something like: “You’ve gotta be shittin’ me…”

And none of them bothered to comment or show support for the news during the interview. They’re practically like brothers to Louis and they’d know if something like this was true or not. They’d also likely know if there really was a baby…

Also, let’s not forget Louis’ reaction the whole time:

He looks amused, to be honest. But he manages to keep a straight face. His expression could have several possible explanations… but you can’t rule out the fact that this isn’t exactly a face that reads “thank you very much.” 

Louis is careful with his words in interviews…

While we’re talking about the Good Morning America interview, it’s important to take note that Louis didn’t really “confirm” the news, nor did he deny it. That’s what gets most people; just because he didn’t deny it doesn’t mean it’s still true… 

Louis said: “Yeah…uh…it’s a very exciting time so… I’m buzzin’, thank you.” 

The interviewer then turns to Harry and remarks that he’s been “very quiet.” To which Harry looks like he knows something they don’t:

He pulls that face, the face he does when he’s about to tell or joke or when he’s about to laugh… Harry knows what’s up.

All he says in reply is: “Oh no, no, I’m having a great time!”

This is the look he has after he says that:

Silly, silly Harry. Oh! Look at everyone else, too:

How Louis’ family reacts…

Louis’ mother, Johannah, blocks people on Twitter who love to give updates on “Freddie.” She also blocks people who believe Louis and Briana are a “happy couple” that should be married (although this could just be internet trolls). Overall: instead of blocking people who ship her son in a gay relationship with Harry Styles, she’s blocking people who worship and “support” Briana and Freddie… even ones who aren’t harassing her. Sounds like Johannah is just as much done with this shit as her own son; this is a woman who should love hearing positive things about her own grandson but no, no, no. 

November 28, 2015: Johannah and Louis’ sister, Lottie, had to spend a day with Briana and her mother in Los Angeles. We got one fan photo of Lottie and Briana (who was actually cropped out) getting into a car to supposedly go shopping for baby clothes (it was never confirmed exactly what their plans were but this is what the media believed). That same day, before leaving with her mother and the Jungwirths, Lottie posted a photo on Instagram with the middle finger (”fuck you”) emoji in the caption. In the photo, however, Lottie is holding her fingers up, making the peace sign. The caption makes it seem like she was throwing shade at the Jungwirths; she resents them and hates having to go along with this babygate stunt (being forced to spend time with someone for the sake of publicity for her older brother). She’s a very sweet girl and likes most people connected to her brother, including his friends and bandmates… but Briana? Oh no. Even the look on Lottie’s face says, “I’m so done with this shit…” 

  • We should also point out that Lottie has never defended Briana or Freddie (her own “nephew”) and she’s been relatively quiet for most of babygate so far, avoiding most things that have to do with it. I mean, if I had a niece or nephew I’d be over the moon about it and I’d jump to their defense if people were calling him or her fake.
  • Pictures of Lottie with her siblings, twins Ernest and Doris, who recently turned two years old. They’re still babies and Lottie is so happy and tickled to be around them. Not to mention she loves talking about them, too. But “Freddie”? Nah. (1) (2)


The “Fizzy vs Ashley” Twitter Feud: Louis’ sister Felicite (aka “Fizzy”) is no stranger to slaying someone on social media. In the past she’s defended her brother from hate, particularly due to homophobic comments and slurs aimed in his direction. But in February 2016 she was slaying on Twitter for a different reason… 

It all started when someone tweeted a picture of a baby and claimed that it was Freddie. Fizzy liked it. 

However someone told Fizzy that she’d actually just liked the photo of a random baby and that it wasn’t Freddie. To which she responded with:

This got the attention of Briana Jungwirth’s cousin, Ashley, who thought it would be a good idea to “question” Fizzy: 

That’s a damn lie because….they are….

Well, Fizzy didn’t take to kindly to Ashley’s lie. So what did she say?

The fact that Fizzy also used those specific emojis tells us that she knows something we don’t and that she’s throwing shade towards the Jungwirth family.

And don’t forget that Fizzy’s boyfriend, Rishi, liked this tweet:

Wow….. could this get any shadier? Unfortunately, Fizzy knew that trouble would brew since thousands of people had just seen her call out Louis’ (supposed) baby mama’s family for using fake baby pics. She then deleted her tweets about “Freddie” and her tweet to Ashley. 

Later, she goes on to act like nothing ever happened…

Lucky for us… screenshots exist and we caught the whole thing. 

Fizzy once followed an account that debunked babygate: While Fizzy is being brought up, it’s also important to mention that sometime in mid-January she followed this Instagram account that was dedicated to proving that Freddie Reign Tomlinson didn’t exist and that Briana was never pregnant. 

Need proof that she followed? Okay. Here you go:

And the comments…

I doubt anyone can come up with an explanation as to why Louis’ sister–his own flesh and blood!–would follow such an account; the username just makes it so obvious, and she knew what she was doing. As far as I know, Fizzy only followed this account for a few days. Right around the time “Freddie” was “born,” she unfollowed them and re-followed Briana. That’s totally not suspicious at all *sarcasm*

Let’s talk about Briana’s Snapchat stories, too…

This evidence is one of those “no fucks given” situations. 

We all know about Briana Jungwirth, the “baby mama” and “victim of Larry shippers.” She made a Snapchat account a few weeks ago and one of the first things she did was drag herself into the babygate mess to get attention.

Here’s how it went: First, Briana wanted everyone to know that she was going to Beverly Hills (where Louis was, with his family visiting at the time). She didn’t meet up with Louis at all. Later she and her friend Olivia went driving, blasting music (very loudly, might I add) and at one point Olivia took Briana’s phone to (purposely) show a baby car seat behind Briana (who was the driver). But the car seat was backwards and apparently not even strapped in… and they were still blasting music. Great parenting, Briana *yawns*.

There’s more! And this made me laugh my ass off: Olivia picks up three half-filled baby bottles–all of which were uncapped (that’s very unsanitary)–and says: “Oh my God, Briana! You have so much stuff I can’t even put my Starbucks in here!” And they were laughing and being over-dramatic on purpose. It’s like they’re shoving this in our faces to “prove us wrong.” Yeah, but the whole damn time you didn’t even hear a single baby noise. 

Then they get out of the car and Briana is “struggling” to put together the baby stroller together while Olivia films and laughs, neither of them taking it seriously. Shouldn’t Briana know how to put together a stroller by now? “Freddie” is almost three months old and she’s also had her whole pregnancy to learn something like this. Yeah… really great parenting, Briana *yawns louder*. Oh my God…. did they leave “Freddie” in a hot car? Or did they set him on the ground? Because the poor thing wasn’t anywhere in that video.

To finish it all off, they recorded the baby stroller being pushed for three seconds… still no shot of the baby or any baby noises; Olivia sounded like she was trying not to crack up. 

That same day… “Freddie” was reportedly spending all day with Louis and his friend Oli. So either Briana and Olivia are shading babygate… or they were lying for attention.

One Direction’s management would definitely do something like this, given their reputation…

Modest! Management has a bad reputation with their past and present clients. They signed One Direction back in July 2010 when they were on the X Factor UK. Here’s what you need to know:

X Factor UK 2010 finalist Rebecca Ferguson took them to court in June 2012 after a barrage of mistreatment. She claims they watched her faint during an interview– instead of asking her if she was okay or taking her to receive any medical treatment…. they handed her a can of Coke and told her to finish the interview. She also stated that they were “vile” and would not let her take time off to see her children under any circumstances. Even at one point she was so physically exhausted that she couldn’t walk and they still made her work. 

Screenshots still exist of these tweets because they can no longer be found (since they were deleted). After the court settlement a whole year later, Rebecca stated that she was happier and healthier. In September 2015 it was reported that she was currently with new management and working on her upcoming fourth album.

Evidence has also pointed to Modest! Management controlling their clients’ personal Twitter accounts. Because when Rebecca was taking them to court and tweeted about her children…. “Louis” decided to respond.

He’s very protective of his younger sisters just like Rebecca is protective of her children. So why does Louis seem to defend management’s actions in this tweet? Oh wait. It’s not really him…. Look at the time stamp on the tweets! She didn’t even tag him… That should make you raise an eyebrow. 

That same day, “Louis” defended management once again:

Babygate is punishment for Louis’ past actions…

Louis has had a history of standing up to management. Undoubtedly, this would have consequences for him. Modest! Management has a negative reputation for dragging their artists through hell, as shown above. Let’s not forget this interview that Louis and Zayn did in 2013 (that wasn’t shown on most broadcasts).

“Telling porky pies” is an English term; for example… “Don’t go telling me porky pies!” It means “telling lies.” You can ask most Brits and they might be able to confirm this. So, essentially, we have proof that Zayn and Louis called their management out as liars. Not surprising, however it was a risky move. 

This video is also important to notice. After hinting that their management has been lying to the press “behind their backs”, Louis and Zayn’s body language immediately changes. Zayn even looks off camera (possibly to someone from the management team) and then puts his head down, as if he knows he’s in trouble. Louis does a better job at hiding his regret for saying what he said, though you notice that he “stutters” for a moment. That stutter is probably nothing…but it should be noted.

Louis always warns us with a selfie… It’s a pattern

Every time “Louis” posts something about the baby on Instagram, what’s the previous post? That’s right… a selfie! This may sound ridiculous but it seems that’s the only way he can warn us anymore. Not to mention the last two only have a time gap of one day. 

The post on April 7 is damage control. 

Damage control- action taken to limit the damaging effects of an accident or error

What was the error that day? The trending article from Buzzfeed that called “Freddie” fake. But given that Louis posted a selfie the day before (and I told everyone to watch out), they were probably gonna post a pic of “Freddie” anyway.

Only “Larry shippers” believe babygate is fake… this is NOT TRUE

Larry shippers- people who believe that Louis Tomlinson is in a gay relationship with his bandmate Harry Styles, and he has been ever since One Direction formed in 2010.

Yeah, one thing I continue to see since these “babygate is fake” articles have emerged is that everyone loves blaming this ‘conspiracy theory’ on Larry Stylinson shippers (who are also called “fake fans”) and no one else. I guarantee you 100% that if you were to dig around and ask most Directioners if they shipped “Larry,” they’d say “no” or “just as a friendship.” And I also guarantee you that these same people are also likely to believe that babygate is fake, since “Larry” has nothing to do with it… Here’s a survey:

Trust me…. there are way more comments like these.

Larry Stylinson and babygate are two very different topics.

Louis’ mental, physical and emotional health is suffering…

This one is very debatable; Louis has shown dramatic signs of unhealthy weight loss as well as sleep deprivation and emotional exhaustion. 

I’ve heard it all: “You don’t know what he’s going through, how can you know?” or “Ewww, do you like assuming things?” or “He looks fine! Everyone gets tired when they have a kid!”

But you can tell he’s lost weight… maybe not around the waist, but definitely in the face. Doctors attribute unhealthy weight loss in the face to eating disorders such as anorexia. Eating very little / skipping meals due to stress? That’s always possible! He’s gained the weight back… only to lose it again within the next few weeks.

I understand that in some of these photos it’s probably just a “bad angle,” the lighting, or he’s drunk… But with each photo you know he’s possibly not at his healthiest. I’m no doctor… but I am someone who’s very observant.

Why did he FINALLY do something after all this time?

Louis loves children to death and he is overjoyed to be around them. We’ve established that, yeah? So if he was “so sure” that he was going to be a father ever since the news broke back in July…. if he is “so sure” that Freddie is really his and no one else’s…. why, two days ago, did he finally “shut down rumors” that the “baby” was fake? Let me tell you what’s wrong with this:

  • Several people and fans pointed out that pictures of the baby only appear in black and white, with its eyes closed, and it’s “photoshopped.” Whoever is in charge of this stunt was paying attention, because “Louis” posted a picture of a baby IN COLOR… WITH ITS EYES OPEN…that appears to be REAL. Only one thing: it doesn’t look like the “Freddie” we’ve seen. Fail. A reverse image search found no results, so it wasn’t stolen… but why would they finally use a real baby? We should mention that this is the first photo “Louis” has posted of the baby where “he” isn’t holding it…. That’s weird, if he’s so desperate to prove it’s real (like every online article is saying) then wouldn’t he be in the photo with it, too? And the reason I say “Louis” is because he doesn’t have full control of his Instagram account either. 
  • If they wanted to prove to us that this was genuine and NOT fake, they would’ve had Louis shut down “Freddie is fake” rumors from the beginning when it first started. It’s also trended on Twitter before… and Louis still did nothing. All we got outta that was Briana’s family stealing more baby pics.

“There’s a video of the baby… why are you still in denial?”

First, I’m not in denial. If there turns out to be a baby that’s actually Louis’ then I’ll be happy for him…. But we have all this evidence that says otherwise.

Oh. That video that TMZ posted with the baby crying while Louis was pushing it? 

To management: I’ll give them props for finally using a real baby; at the same time that also makes them sick monsters. That baby still looks nothing like what we’ve been shown recently. The fact that they finally reached this level is actually really disturbing– because they’re running out of ideas and it’s down to the last straw.

Unfortunately, they can’t make Louis act like he’s happy.

“Well then if it’s real then who’s baby is it?” 

Great question. 

Although Buzzfeed already covered this, I do need to point out that SYCO’s Global Head of Media, Ann-Marie Thomson, had twins (a boy and a girl) a few months ago (although it’s not sure officially when). 

The first photo she posted of them was on February 1. They look to be almost three months old in this picture. Three months old? That would put their birth around late November, two months before “Freddie.” In a tweet on December 3, 2015, Ann-Marie asked if there was a spa in LA where she could take her newborn twins to. That would mean they would’ve been a few weeks old, in fact making their birth around late November as I said. Also, in the same tweet, Ann Marie wants to know if the baby spa would be in areas such as Woodland Hills or Calabasas.

Guess who lives in Calabasas? Briana Jungwirth and her family. Wow. I wonder if that’s a “coincidence”? 

We need to compare photos of Ann-Marie’s babies to the ones of “Freddie” we got from TMZ and other media outlets, as well as photos in general from the last few days:

They used the boy for Louis’ photo…

On the left is Ann Marie’s photo (taken on February 8). On the right is what “Louis” posted on Instagram (April 7). 

The ears, nose, and little fingers look exactly the same. The two month difference would explain why the right photo shows the baby with more hair. But the photo that’s on Louis’ Instagram may not have been taken the same day it was posted (and that would mostly likely be the case). You can’t deny that both of the babies pictured above look almost exactly the same. 

Now, for the photos we got yesterday they used the girl…

On the left is from February 13. The right is from two days ago (April 7). Yes the angles are different but the girl is different from her twin because she has chubbier cheeks. 

But now let’s compare the Instagram post to the paparazzi photo…

No way that’s the same baby. 

But with another photo of the girl twin…

Now THAT looks like the same baby (these photos are two months apart).

It would make sense to use twins for this stunt. If one needs to rest or won’t stop crying, etc. they can switch them back and forth, and although these twins look alike they’re not identical, they’re fraternal– you can tell. That’s why there are noticeable differences and it’s easy to distinguish which baby is which. It’s scientifically impossible for there to be a pair of identical twins that are a boy and a girl. 

Oh hey! This must not have been the first time they used the girl twin.

See, I thought that was a doll because the sun was in its eyes and Louis was doing nothing to protect it. But I guess it was a real baby (since I had people messaging me that they met Louis and saw/heard crying from the stroller). A real baby…. but not “Freddie.” These pics were from about two weeks ago.

So now you must be like, “Wait, why would Ann-Marie allow her babies to be used? Isn’t that illegal?”

  1. She didn’t sign a contract, but yet she’s probably getting paid. 
  2. Since she didn’t sign a contract for her babies to be used (which would/should be illegal as hell!) the idea is that maybe Louis and his friends/family will “babysit” her kid(s) while she’s doing her other work or relaxing, while the media and everyone else thinks it’s Freddie. 
  3. She’s BFFs with Simon Cowell…. gee, that should sum things up.

And it seems like they used her for Louis’ younger sister to pose with:

I really do believe that they’re using Ann-Marie’s twins now.

Speaking of the TMZ video…

Wait until they (probably) read this and force Louis to give a shit. He would never ignore a crying baby, and because he did….you know something is up. Hell, the paparazzi were watching him and all he said was: “Have a bit of respect for a baby, pal!” A baby. Not “his” baby. A baby….

Last but not least…. why are his bandmates silent about it?

Niall Horan: He has a three-year-old nephew and loves kids just like the rest of his bandmates. Not even a public congratulations to Louis on “his kid”– and this is surprising because Niall is the most active on Twitter and Instagram, apart from Liam. Everyone else close to Louis did that…. except for Harry….and Liam….. hell, even Zayn Malik is avoiding all this. But remember…. the first time the “baby” was brought up Niall looked like he was about to laugh his ass off. Then the next time it was brought up he looked really uncomfortable.

Zayn Malik: Sure, he’s focusing on his music right now…but if he had the time to congratulate the boys when “Drag Me Down” came out, and also had the time to acknowledge Liam on the band’s five-year anniversary, why hasn’t he said a damn thing about Louis’ “baby”? Despite what tabloids tell you, Zayn was (and probably still is) very close to Louis and he would surely have a comment to make about this……..oops! No.

Harry Styles: This man adores babies the most apart from the others. He even acknowledges pregnant women at concerts…. however, he never acknowledged Briana when she went to at least three shows. Damn. She even had VIP seats with Louis’ family!

Liam Payne: Alright, alright. Calm down. There was a magazine that ran a story on Liam a while back and “he” (because you know how magazines love to twist words or write their own made-up shit) said he couldn’t wait to meet Louis’ kid. But this was before “Freddie” was born… and still we’ve gotten nothing about Liam meeting his best friend’s child. 


So, in conclusion, this is all the evidence I have provided for you on why babygate was planned. This is why I believe there isn’t really a “Freddie Tomlinson.” Now I’ve received a ton of hate and people demanding to know how I can call “an innocent child” fake. At least I don’t just say shit to say it. I support my beliefs with evidence. So you can call me crazy. Call me a bitch. I don’t care. Because unless you can explain everything wrong with babygate (yes, including what Buzzfeed posted) and have solid (really solid) proof that this wasn’t planned….. I may change my mind. Actually, wait, I don’t think I can…. because you can’t explain ALL of this. But thank you for taking the time to read this. I hope it changed your mind or at least made you think.

(And Modest! Management, if you’ve seen this… and you decide to “fix” some more babygate mistakes…. we’ll all notice because I’ve pointed them out. I have the right to freedom of speech. If you take this down it just proves that you’re hiding something and then everyone will know the truth.)

Have a nice day! 

Imagine Jensen flirting and giving you his number while you take pictures of him during an event. (Part 2)

Read Part 1 here!

“(Y/n)?” you heard a knock on the door and a voice soon afterwards.

“Yes?” you asked and saw your assistant peak in, giving you a small smile.

“Uh we’re starting to put the set for the photoshoot one and I thought that you’d want to… help? I mean since it always is up to you and yeah.” she shrugged and your eyebrow shot up.

“Photoshoot? What photoshoot? I thought the next one was in like- four days or something? With the cast of the Avengers.” you mumbled, flipping through pages and searching through papers for your schedule. You had a lot of things in your mind lately, the most important of them being a certain green-eyed actor that made your heart skip beats every so often, so everything seemed to be a mess. You had forgotten about certain meetings over the week and you were just thankful to your assistant for reminding you every time. You always ended up running there but you at least made it so that was what mattered.

“Uh no, there was one for today. I thought you remembered it and just- just left the settings to-”

“Hell no.” you breathed out, gathering your papers in a haste and placing them on the side along with plenty and plenty of photos. You tried to tide everything up the best you could but failed so you just stopped trying in the first place “No, I just completely forgot about it. Great, I’m losing my mind. That and probably my job pretty soon.” you grumbled, rubbing your temple.

“They’ll be fools if they let you go.” she shook her head as she made her way to your desk to put things in an order.

“I’d say more like smart. Gosh I am so not myself lately.” you said frustrated and she smirked, looking at you “And don’t you dare say it!” you added sharply, pointing a finger at her.

“I didn’t say anything!” she raised her hands in the ir, giggling “But if I did it would be something along the lines of-”

“Don’t you-” you started warning but there was no stopping her.

“Jensen and (Y/n) sitting under a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G!” she giggled like a schoolgirl and you gave her a hard glare.

“You are so not my friend.” you grumbled, checking on your camera. You never let it out of your sight.

“Oh but I am! Which is why I am not going to tease you any further.” she smiled at you “But, I am being serious here. We both know that Mr Ackles is to blame for this mess you are in. Come on, I know that you’ve never been able to resist him, being the huge fangirl you are and all. It’s no wonder you are over the moon ever since he gave you his number.” she shrugged and you chewed on your lower lip.

“That was nothing, really. He just- he’s a fan of my work, that’s all. It’s not what you think.” you mumbled.

“Right, sure whatever you say.” she rolled her eyes “So I’m guessing you have not used it yet, have you?”

“No, and I’m not going to. It’s best if I forget about it whatsoever. I don’t need to give myself any more false hope than I already have. It’s made my life come upside down already, I can’t afford to fall harder for him. Not now.” you sighed, shaking your head as you felt your heart tighten inside your chest.

“So you have already started falling for him?” she asked with a smirk and you chewed on the inside of your lip, looking down. Hearing her repeat it out loud made the feeling set in the pit of your stomach and yourself get scared even more because it was actually true.

You cleared your throat, trying to ignore her “I’ll get going and if anyone calls- you know your job, ok.” you shook your head.

“Absolutely.” she chuckled at you. Of course this seemed funny to her, maybe for a reason you could not understand either, but to you it was only worrying.

You couldn’t get the man out of your mind, not even as you made your way to the studio. You just replayed the events of only a week ago in your mind and couldn’t help but think of everything you could have done all these days. And it was thoughts like that that actually distracted you from everything going on around you. You thought so much about him, all the time, that you…

…Had come to see him in front of you too?

You froze in the doorway, blinking rapidly as you stared at the sight in front of you with a frown. You didn’t ask what the photoshoot was about or with whom but you didn’t imagine it would be… the Supernatual cast? You almost pinched yourself, thinking you’d somehow fallen asleep on your desk but no, you were actually awake. You willed yourself to take a deep breath and push the glass door open. The sound made everybody turn to look at you and you tried to force a smile on your face. A smile that, surprisingly enough, felt easier to put on your face when you saw the boyish grin Jensen had on.

And as that, as his eyes locked with yours his words actually came rushing back to you “See you in a week.” and realization downed on you harder than a ton of bricks. You had really forgotten about the photoshoot you had with Jared, Jensen and Misha but he obviously had not. Well, fan-reaking-tastic!

“(Y/n), hey! I thought you wanted us to take care of the settings?” one of your co-workers asked but you shook your head.

“No uh I- I just happened to… have forgotten all of this.” you mumbled, looking at Jensen from the corner of your eyes as he grinned softly at you. And boy did you already feel your knees going weak.

“Oh alright then. Uhm if you want to take a look at everything then…?” he trailed off, looking around him and you bit your lower lip almost not believing what was going to come out of your lips.

“Uh no, no you just do your thing guys. I trust you.” you said and his eyebrow shot up. Not at the trusting part, but at the fact that you let them have full control of the settings and all, because when it came to your job you always had a thing or two to say about it but now, well all your attention was definitely not on your job but rather the man standing a few feet away from you.

“Alright.” he chuckled, shrugging. And no sooner had he left than you heard a voice behind you.

“You must be (Y/n), right?” you turned to see a smiling Jared.

“Oh uh you heard it.” you said with a small chuckle.

“Wow it’s actually so great to meet you! I’ve actually seen lots of your work, and I don’t mean just the magazines and let me tell you it’s all absolutely stunning!” he grinned at you and you found yourself actually relaxing at his presence. Maybe it wasn’t going to be as hard aas you thought.

“Really?” you chuckled, your shoulders relaxing “Oh thank you, that really means a lot! But- but where have you really seen it may I ask?”

“Oh actually-” he chuckled “You know, Jensen’s trailer. And some in his house as well, it’s literally full of them.” he said with a proud smile and your eyebrows shot up.

“He- he does?” you asked in a small voice, feeling your cheeks heat up.

“Oh hell yeah! And Chuck help anyone that asks about a photo! He knows every single story behind them, he’s googled it all up and searched for your interviews and everything! The definition of fanboy!” he chuckled, nodding his head and you bit your lip glancing behind him to see Jensen’s smile had actually vanished and a mortified expression having take over. He was mouthing something to you but you couldn’t quite understand. You narrowed your eyes at him, especially at the crazy hand motions he was making. Wait, was he saying to… run? You couldn’t tell. And he couldn’t move because a grinning Misha was actually holding him back.

“Oh wow, that’s- certainly flattering.” you mumbled, laughing softly as you felt your entire face burn.

“No, just wait to hear him talk about you! He literally will never shut up about you!” he emphasized and you giggled. But before you could say a word you heard some shuffling and grumbling before you actually saw Jensen appear next to his friend.

“Yeah, must be a thing of the show, who knows.” he said, giving a glare to his friend “But be the example, Jared, will you?”

“Sorry buddy, kinda hard. I mean first I got get back to you for that and second I am just bonding with our photographer!”

“Yeah, yeah bonding can happen later. Just- go to Misha and-”

“Hey!” speaking about the devil- well maybe not “So you must be (Y/n), right?” he grinned at you and you couldn’t help yourself but chuckle at the look of desperation on Jensen’s face. Just as he was about to get rid of Jared there came worse.

“Uh yeah, and you Misha. I know, I am a fan of the show. It’s great to meet you.” you shook his hand as well and he grinned.

“Oh so you do? So, who’s your favorite then? You seem like the angel type to me.” he smirked, resting his weight on Jensen who only rolled his eyes and you just giggled. These guys were really amazing.

“Well, I feel sorry to disappoint you but I am certainly the hunter type. Older hunter to be more specific.” you shrugged, glancing at Jensen to see a smirk on his face even if he tried to hide it.

“Huh? Hear that Ackles, she prefers papa!” Misha said with a grin, patting him in the shoulder but you just laughed.

“Uh I actually didn’t mean John.” you shook your head and he nodded his.

“Oh Henry it is then, right.” he mumbled and you laughed again.

“No, actually I mean Dean.” you said, fidgeting with your camera.

“Oh sorry, I thought you said older- not ancient!” he said with a shake of his head and you snickered.

“What?!” Jensen exclaimed “Dude, you’re older than me!” he just shook his head “You know what? Nevermind, I am not going to keep this up. Just- why don’t you go take your places? Just go get some make up or whatever, go go go. Just go.” he pushed both of them.

“Alright, if you want to spend some time with your girlfriend just ask for it geez!” Jared said with a roll of his eyes as Misha just chuckled.

“Sorry about that.” he huffed, rubbing the back of his neck.

“It’s alright, I understand and I know. I have friends like that as well. Will find anything they can to embarrass you in public.” you chuckled, glancing down at your camera.

“Yeah, especially things that should not be told out loud.” he chuckled, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

“So what? Don’t tell me you really have photos I’ve taken in your trailer.” you bit your lower lip and he shrugged.

“Not as many as in my home.” he chuckled and your eyebrows shot up.

“Wow” you let out a shy laugh “I never thought there would come a day when I’d hear Jensen Ackles say this to me.”

“Why not?” he asked with an adorable frown “You are an amazing photographer and the shots you take are out of this world.”

“I- Thank you, thank you so much Jensen.” you looked at him with a sheepish smile and he just shrugged.

“I’m being honest, but-” he bit his lower lip and for a moment boy did you get distracted “Can I ask you something?”

“S-sure”

“Why didn’t you call? Or even text?” for a moment it felt like you had an unsure teen in front of you, doubting is his crush wanted to go out with him.

“What?”

“I mean-” he laughed nervously “-I kinda really waited for that but you just never did anything to be honest. I thought that maybe you’d want to talk sometime but I obviously- I was-”

“I was busy.” you blurted out the first thing that came to your mind just because it broke your heart to see his crest-fallen look “I was just very busy, I’m sorry.” you bit your lip and he looked hopeful for a second.

“Busy?”

“Yeah, so much that I actually forgot about today’s photoshoot. But I- I thought about it.” well it was the truth after all, you did think about it all the freaking time “I really did think about calling you but I- I didn’t have the chance, that’s all. I’m sorry if you thought any different, Jens.” the nickname left your lips without realizing it. But the boyish grin that spread on his face at that was enough to make your heart flutter.

“No, it’s fine. I realized it myself today but to be honest-” he chuckled lightly “For a moment I thought you had also forgotten about me.”

“Forget about you? Oh no, no Jens I- I certainly didn’t.” you shook your head “It’s impossible for a woman to forget you and such a meeting to be honest.”

“That’s really great to hear, then.” he smirked “So maybe when my turn comes we could a lot more talking than last time then, right?”

“Your… turn?” you blinked, tilting your head to the sie without realizing it. A habit you’d gotten from the show.

He chuckled, looking at you with sparkling eyes “Oh sweetheart, you really are adorable sometimes.” he bit his lower lip as he looked at you with a smile and you just tucked a few strands of hair behind your ear.

“Thanks for that but I am still completely clueless as to what you’re saying.” you said with a giggle and he grinned.

“I’m talking about the photoshoot today. Or mostly photoshoots.” he shrugged and you raised an eyebrow.

“What?”

“You know, there is one about the show first and then one I may or may have not tried to set up just because I want to know you more.” he gave you an innocent shrug and this time all air did get knocked out your lungs.

Well, it was going to be an interesting experience when it happened because, well, you were so not going to ask about its theme at the moment. Let it be a surprise and oh you had a feeling it would be.

Fencer! Lai Guanlin

Masterlist can be found (here)

Genre: fluff, lots & lots of fluff
A/N: 3/11 of Wanna One x Sports (Find the rest here) & this one is also for EVERYONG who are so so sweet & supportive about writing!!!!! ILYSM :)

“And suddenly, all the love songs were about you.”

  • Guanlin is a talented right-handed epee fencer
  • He started fencing when he became an exchange student and his student guide, Jackson, was the president of the club
  • But somehow he was actually really good at it as he picked things up really quickly
  • He started participating in a lot of competition and begin winning as he made a reputation for himself
  • He has a crowd of girls who literally go to every single of his competition to cheer for him
  • Because Lai Guanlin in a fencing uniform?
  • bLESS
  • Whenever he takes his mask off and he smirks while wiping off the sweat
  • The crowd goes WILD
  • He makes warming up like a runway and while he is the best in epee
  • Guanlin pretty much mastered all the other 2 swords as well and is comfortable with using any 3 of them
  • Has this thing where people would throw him roses to him whenever he wins a competition
  • He is really good at spotting openings at his opponents body and also quick with his strikes
  • He likes to stay close to his opponents and just play with their minds by making them as uncomfortable they can get
  • His strikes are super strong and powerful that each hit just blows through his opponents’ parries
  • He is sort of cocky because he is honestly really good
  • As far as records go, he was unbeatable as no one has won over him since he joined his first competition
  • You were also an exchange student from Taipei but you were placed in a different high school
  • You were in the national fencing team when you were younger but quit when you had a knee injury
  • You continued the sport again when you started your exchange program as you were required to join at least one sport
  • While you could still do sports, you weren’t allowed to do it for a long period due to your injury
  • Hence you refrained yourself joining any competition and played more of a manager role in the team
  • While you were undeniably the best fencer in the team, you spent most of the time just giving pointers and doing research on the rival team
  • Occasionally only dueling with others when your coach asked you to in practices or friendly matches
  • Besides having the advantage of being a left-hander, you knew a lot of tricks that you picked up when you were younger
  • Your strategy was also unpredictable and wild so you usually defeated people really easily
  • So your school’s fencing club was hosting a joint training camp with Guanlin’s club
  • The two clubs was also ranked 1st and 2nd in the region for fencing
  • After warm-up, the coaches wanted to start things up with a match between the two school’s aces to let the juniors learn from it
  • Your coach sent you since you were extremely good regardless of your gender and you haven’t dueled in some time
  • You had your mask on when Guanlin came in
  • He was running late as he had to retake a Maths quiz
  • He did a quick warmup before putting on his equipment
  • You knew about Guanlin considering how popular he was and as the manager, you knew about his weak points and how he liked to dueled
  • You found him pretty cute and there was a heart scribbled next to his name in your opponent’s notebook but nobody needs to know 
  • You used it to your advantage
  • When he advance, you advanced even closer rather than running away
  • He does really small and fast strikes so he can defend himself
  • So you purposely defend yourself and wait for him to drop his guard as he finds a way to attack you
  • That’s when you strike your way to victory
  • When it was announced that Guanlin lost, he was really confused
  • He had dueled with your school before but he had never met such a strong fencer before
  • He was also pretty sure there wasn’t any news of a rising rookie
  • Not to be cocky, but he was one of the very best junior fencers so for you to just easily defeat him
  • He was shook
  • You took off your mask and Guanlin was stunned
  • Not only was his opponent a girl but an extremely beautiful one
  • He wasn’t even angry over the fact that you beat him but he was super impressed with your skills
  • Your long locks tumbled out as you raised your hand for a friendly handshake
  • Your smile made his heart beat accelerate as he reached out to shake your hand
  • When you complimented him on his skills, winning suddenly didn’t seem like a big thing to Guanlin anymore
  • All he wanted was to hear you saying he did well and your voice just became his favourite sound
  • The first day of the joint training hasn’t even ended and he was already distracted
  • Rather than focusing on practice, he noticed all the small quirks about you since he sat right next to you
  • On you did fixed your ponytail now and then since a lot of strands kept falling out
  • Or how your eyes crinkle whenever you laughed when one of the coaches said something funny
  • You were paired up with Guanlin for the rest of the day and he asked you a lot of question like where were you from, how did you start fencing etc
  • At the end of the day, he sensed that you might be interested as you were just as engaging as he was
  • He took this as an opportunity to casually asked you out
  • “Do you want to talk about this over coffee?”
  • That’s right, the talented and handsome Lai Guanlin just asked you out on a date
  • You smiled as you accepted his offer, anticipating what was going to happen
  • Coffee turned out to be dinner at a Taiwanese Restaurant that Guanlin frequent whenever he missed home
  • You two were surprised when you realized that you guys actually live in the city next to each other in Taipei which was only 10 minutes away
  • The day ended with you two exchanging numbers and making plans to visit each other in Taipei when you two ended your exchange program
  • However
  • His face fell the next day when he saw you with one of the boys from your team
  • The boy leaned his head on your shoulders as you whispered something into his ear and ruffled his head
  • Guanlin wondered if you were playing with his feelings the day before
  • Seeing how close you two were, he put on his mask and went to choose another partner instead
  • In reality, Jinyoung was your younger brother who was actually here on holiday
  • He was 2 years younger than you and Guanlin but puberty hit him really early so he literally looked your age
  • You got him to join the camp since he was currently training for the national team and there was no way you were letting him slack even if it was a holiday
  • Your coach had no reason to deny him since he was just as good as you and made a good opponent for his students
  • Guanlin was convinced that you like Jinyoung when tbh you were just his sister
  • “Sis!! You need to stop bringing up Guanlin in every conversation.”
  • “Shh just focus on training.”
  • Your brother was a hassle to deal with but a moody Guanlin was even worse
  • You had no idea what happened to him as his form was slacking and he seemed like he had 0 motivation to train which affected his other teammates
  • When you brought him outside of the club room to speak to him, he seemed to be frowning at you
  • The smile he had yesterday was gone entirely and he seemed to despise the fact you were overstepping his personal space
  • “What’s going on with you? Don’t bring your team down over some personal matters. You should know better than that, Guanlin.”
  • “Do you like me?”
  • A blush crept to your cheeks as you stutter, asking what he was talking about
  • “Not as in a friendship sort of like, but like a ‘I’ll-say-yes-to-an-actual-date’ sort of like.”
  • You really weren’t sure what to say as your feelings were all jumbled out
  • You couldn’t possibly admit you had a mini crush on his for the longest time ever since you saw him competing at his first fencing competition
  • He had one hand on the wall as his eyes were drawn into yours and his tall body shadowing your tiny frame
  • “How am I supposed to focus on training when I want to bring you on a real date and I see you being all lovey-dovey with another guy?”
  • When you heard his last statement, you actually started chuckling
  • “That’s my brother, you idiot.”
  • A sudden realization dawned upon him when he connected the dots as you mentioned that your brother was in this country for a holiday
  • Which his coach mentioned that someone from the national team was coming over to join them
  • His face flushed a bit, thinking that he went overboard with his jealousy
  • “And yes I like you as in ‘I’ll-go-on-a-date-with-you-if you-ask’ sort of like.”
  • You pecked his cheek as you walked back into the room  
  • Your smile widen when you hear him hollering that he would text you the details later
  • Fencer couple more like Instagram aesthetic couple
  • There’s always a photo of both your fashion uploaded every single week
  • Your followers even gave you two a ship name
  • He is always trying to style you and subtly make you wear his clothes like having his flannel tied around your waist or wear his black leather jacket with your white skater dress
  • Matching accessories like the same earrings and you guys have a silver cuff on your arm which both your names engraved on it
  • Which both of you bought for like only 10 bucks since you guys were pretty much broke all the time as an exchange student
  • Street food dates !!!
  • After practice, he did bring you for street food or sometimes you guys will just order fried chicken at Hangang River
  • You two are outside most of time since both your dorms were really tiny
  • You two do a lot of cafe hunting over which cafe you could stay the longest without being chased out or which wifi was the fastest
  • Tutors you on English while you tutor him in Korean
  • But most of the time you two just speak in your native language
  • He has a picture of you in his locker and you tease him for how attached he  was to you
  • Until he saw your notebook with the heart on his name and that’s when all the teasings went to you
  • You joined his Skype call with his parents very often and his family LOVES you
  • You two went back to Taipei together during the holidays and the first thing you did after visiting your family was to visit his
  • You tried your best to learn a lot of Taiwanese cuisine from your mom when you were back
  • So you could cook it for Guanlin when you guys were back in Korea and missed your hometown
  • You cooked it once and he was soooo proud of you
  • He refused to share his food with Seonho for the first time cause you tried your best to make it for him and he wasn’t going to let anything go to waste
  • Video calls you at random hours
  • Has this habit of ending each call by speaking in two languages
  • “I love you, babe. 我爱你, 宝贝.”

Requests are always open & feel free to message me anything at all :)

fearful-hope  asked:

Marichat "this isnt just one of your jokes"? (☆^O^☆)

“This isn’t just one of your jokes, is it?” Chat Noir asked, an uneasy smile on his face.

“It’d be a pretty mean one,” Marinette reasoned. “I promise it isn’t a joke. So will you go on a date with me?” 

“Yes, of course! I mean, sure…uh, sorry,” Chat Noir ducked his head sheepishly. “You caught me a little off guard, Princess. I’m not sure my feet had even touched the ground before you asked the first time.”  

Marinette blushed. “I was afraid I would lose my nerve if I didn’t do it as soon as I saw you.”  

“Am I allowed to ask what spurred all this on? Not that I’m complaining,” he assured her, quickly held up a gloved hand, “but it does feel kind of out of the blue.”  

She nodded. “Okay, so I haven’t been on a date in,” Marinette mentally calculated and grimaced, “almost six months and I like you and we have fun together and I just thought, ‘why not? The worst he can say is no.’ so here we are.”  

“That’s as good a reason as any,” he conceded with a fond grin.  

“Do you want to come inside?”  

“Sure.” He followed her in, detaching his baton and dropping it on her kitchen counter.   

“Pizza or sandwiches?”  

Chat Noir grinned. “What makes you think I’m hungry?”  

“You’re always hungry, Kitty.”  

“You know me so well, my sweet.”  

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Nct 127 + Hansol,Kun & Ten's reaction to seeing their s/o in a wedding dress

without Mark & Haechan

Request: Can you do a reaction when NCT 127 + Hansol , Ten and kun your boyfriends and saw you in your friend’s wedding dress ( i hope you understand me I can’t speak English well )

A/N: your english is perfectly fine !! this was fun to do , enjoy reading hehe ,, also i left the two younger members out of this because i felt like it’s still too young ?? haha i hope you don’t mind !!

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Taeil:

He’d blush instantly , as he can’t help but to think of what you’d look like in the future when you’re wearing a wedding dress too , but with/for him .

Would also probably secretly snap a few photos of you in the wedding dress , and stares at it at least twice a day because it can instantly bring a smile to his face .

how cute honestly

Originally posted by taesyong

Hansol:

Would be stunned by your beauty at first , unable to say a single word as he stared at you with his mouth agape - he couldn’t believe that he was together with someone so beautiful , and the thought of seeing you in a wedding dress one day with him as your groom , made him feel blessed and happy .

He’d compliment you after he comes out of his trance , probably also smiling to himself as the image of you in the dress will be etched in his mind forever .

“ You look … wonderful ”

“ Aw really ? Thanks baby ”

“ You’re so beautiful i love you so much ”

Originally posted by neoculturedaily

Johnny:

Had mentally prepared himself the day before you told him that you had to accompany your friend to choose her wedding dress , as he knows that he’d be stunned and enchanted by your beauty too . But as soon as you stepped out of the fitting room , he couldn’t stop himself , as he clapped his hands unknowingly , his eyes glued to you .

Would smile as he observed you walk around in the dress , then giggling as he let his thoughts run wild - imagining you wearing the same dress on your wedding day , as the both of you gave each other a peck on the lips .

Originally posted by woojaeibsul

Taeyong:

Would try to act all normal and ‘cool’ as he kept a straight face as you stepped out , but his smile and eyes showed otherwise , as he was lost in you and what you were wearing that made you even more beautiful . Can’t help but smile to himself , as he starts thinking about what they future may bring for the both of you , and importantly , how you’d look like on the wedding day .

Like Hansol , he’d compliment you too , and made sure you knew that you looked good .

“ This is prettiest scene i’ve ever seen in my entire life ”

“ Aw babe , why are you like this ”

“ It’s true though , you look so good .

Originally posted by taeyongd

Yuta:

Wouldn’t hesitate to show off his laughter/smiles and reaction as soon as he saw you , and would also shower you with compliments non stop , making you feel loved and blessed to have such a sweet boyfriend .

Would also lowkey hint to you about the future , as he can’t help but to think about it the more he stared at you in the wedding dress .

” Baby i’m sure you’ll look ever better than you are in ours next time “

” What ‘ours’ ? “

” Our wedding , of course “

Originally posted by chocosicheng

Kun:

Like Yuta , he’d smile instantly and compliment you , and would probably also suggest taking a photo of you in it , so that he could set it as his lockscreen , staring at your beauty every day . Would also immediately hug you and have you in his arms , as he gives you a sweet smile , telling and giving you sweet words .

” You look extremely stunning in this dress wow “

” i love you “

” i love you even more “

Originally posted by pourup

Doyoung:

Like Hansol, he’d be speechless and just stare at you in awe as you walked out of the fitting room , unable to take in the amount of beauty that was standing in front of him . But would smile to himself after , as he clapped his hands lightly and pat your head , complimenting you .

” you look great “

” as soon as you stepped out of the fitting room , my eyes never once left you , you’re too beautiful babe “

Originally posted by nakamotens

Ten:

Smiles brightly to himself and has his phone camera prepared to snap and spam pictures . Acts like a fanboy and would start jumping in his seat , clapping his hands like a seal as he took in every detail of how beautiful you look .

Would probably also post the pictures up on social media after , captions like ,

” can’t wait for the day i see her in a wedding dress , on our wedding 💜 “

” isn’t she just gorgeous ? “

Originally posted by pourup

Jaehyun:

A mix of Yuta and Taeyong . He’d giggle and smile to himself as he watched you try on the different wedding dresses , but also tries to keep a straight face in front of you , not wanting you to find out that he was fanboying and squealing on the inside .

But would still compliment you and give you small peck on the forehead , making sure that you were loved .

” i’m in love with an angel “

” aw jaehyun “

” you look great “

Originally posted by why-jaehyun

WinWin:

He didn’t expect you to look so good in the wedding dress , which explained why he was in shocked too , his eyes not leaving your body once as his mouth was wide open - it was hard for him to believe that one day you were going to be wearing another one of these , as he’d watch you walk down the aisle .

Compliments you , but does it in a cute manner , as he makes sure that you know that he loves you .

” hehe my baobei looks good today “

” really ? “

” of course , my princess “

Originally posted by nct-trash

jelanialladin Have you seen the photo of #groffsauce and me in @people this week? It was an honor to meet him @frozenbroadway ’s Denver opening. To be able to bring to life this iconic role he so brilliantly voiced is a huge responsibility and honor. The truth is, this photo, and these smiles mean so much more than just a glamour shot! It is a representation of the future. I hope this photo lights a fire in anyone who believes there isn’t a place for them because of the color of their skin, BECAUSE THERE IS! I have learned so much on this Frozen journey and continue to expand and mature each and every day. I am most proud to be a part of @disneytheatricals_ ; a company that celebrates diversity, makes an effort to be inclusive, and is diligent in creating art that reflects the way the world truly looks, all shapes, sizes, colors, and flavors. My words to my fellow artist of color who feel lost at times in these dark days of violence and suffocating social and political circumstances, I encourage to keep showing up; leaving none of YOU behind and if you do the work, it will be seen, not as other but as equal or greater value! I hope that those in the position of power in our entertainment industry continue to see the value in producing works that reflect the entire mix of our population, the beautiful rainbow that is any given NYC street. BE ENCOURAGED! #frozen #JandJ #jonathangroff #jelanialladin #inclusion #blacklivesmatter #blackboyjoy #diversity #fictionalcharacters #mountainman #denver #broadway #preaching #selfworth #encouragement #peoplemagazine #smile

jungkookie doesn’t hover...

following all the thirst posts, i thought it was about time i made a jeonlous/hoverer!jungkook post; 

that’s NOT jungkook hovering over seokjin and jimin. no. 

care to guess whose hand that is behind jimin?

is anyone surprised that it’s jungkook? probably not. but can i pls also gush about jaebum and jimin together in one photo, interacting…sdkfsfk

look at jungkook staring at yoongi lifting up jimin all happily. just like namjoon and seokjin, look at him cheer them on. he looks super pleased. that frozen smile he gets on his face cracks me up every time.

(x) listen, the camera noona was gushing over jimin’s abs after that legendary MAMA performance. i feel you girl. jungkookie is NOT jealous. hell no. 

why is he always around whenever jimin and hoseok flirt? i have no idea but his expressions are the best, honestly. 

do i need to remind everyone of this glorious moment? 

ok, so he’s stopping our hobi, i WONDER what he’s gonna do next? 

jimin: *aegyo* “give me~” 

jungkook: *cant resist* *feeds jimin himself*

(x) look at this smug BABY BUN. im in tears. 

jimin and hoseok exercising, care to guess who’s watching them through the mirror in front of them? 

jungkook: not amused. 

aww…namjoon and jimin walking together, isn’t that sweet?

jungkook: no.

(x) look at this guy, he literally wedged himself between namjoon and jimin. calm down, bro. 

aww, joonie finds jiminie adorable…

jungkook: no.

A Visit To The Past

(Y/N) and Harry broke up when he started his solo career three years ago.

What he finds the hardest is that the person he knew better than himself once is now sitting there and he has no idea what to say, he has no idea what’s going on in your life or what’s happened in the previous three years that you both spent separately.

Him calling you the way he did years ago is too much to handle for you, you buried those memories too deep inside now all off them suddenly floating on the surface is suffocating you.

Hope you enjoy it. xx

High heel boots are not made for days like this and you should always take your umbrella with you in fall just in case if it rains, like it does now. You are trying to make your way through the crowded street, as quick as possible but you’re already late. You should’ve been there half an hour ago and you hate it. You hate the feeling of something might go wrong anytime and being late doesn’t really make you feel better about it. Your hair gets all wet as the rain accelerates and you try to push it off your face, the drops making it almost impossible for you to see where you’re going. You can spot some umbrellas flying around like dementors in of the wind.  

Almost there, only two more blocks and you’ll make it you think as you quicken your steps. After you run past a cafe just around the corner, with a loud ‘splosh’ you literally jump in a puddle and hear a “Wo-woah!” at the same time. Feeling the water leaking in through your boots to soak your freezing feet, you look around to see the person you splashed water with. “Oh god, I’m so sor- ” your words get stuck between your lips as your eyes meets with the young mans standing in front of you. He is holding a black umbrella, wearing pointed brown boots and a black, long overcoat that looks more expensive than a collage tuition.

   "Y/N?“ His expression giving away the fact that he is as surprised as you.

  “Harry…” you say almost too quiet you hardly hear your own voice and he smiles. You force to keep your eyes open as the rain starts beating your skin faster but you only vaguely feel it.

  A couple seconds of awkward silence later he smiles and you can’t help but sigh as his smile is even better than you remember how it was. “(Y/N), you’re soaking wet,” he gestures the cafe you just run past, “Wanna wait somewhere until the rain calms down?”

  You find yourself following Harry into the cafe, there’s not many people inside and you can already see some of them recognizing the popstar that’s walking in. Water dripping from the bottom of your coat, Harry walks towards a table. You take a seat, taking off your coat and trying not to avoid his gaze on you. “It’s so good to- I mean I’d never thought that I’d run into you.” He says and finally your eyes meets his once more.

  “It’s good to see you too.” you say back. Waiter comes before he says anything else. He orders an Americano and you order just water, your stomach feels like anything other than water wouldn’t be welcomed in there. “So you live in New York now?” he asks.

  “Yeah,” you say. “I was in Seattle for some time for work, I had to move in to New York two months ago.” Leaving the reason why you moved in blank. You take another sip from your bottle of water as you feel as if the diamond ring on your finger tightens. You can’t ignore the slight tremble of your hands and all of your memories of trying to forget the guy who’s sitting in front of you fills in your thoughts.

  “You always loved New York.” he says with a genuine smile on his lips and you confirm with a nod. As a loud thunder makes you look out from the window, Harry takes a proper look on your diamond ring and his smile fades a little. What he finds the hardest is that the person he knew better than himself once is now sitting there and he has no idea what to say, he has no idea what’s going on in your life or what’s happened in the previous three years that you both spent separately. Hates that he has to act like he’s not the one who knows how you squeak whenever you see a kitten, how you can’t sleep with socks and without something covering your belly, how you never kiss only one cheek of a person because you believe it brings bad luck so you kiss them both, how you curl the toes on your right feet more than the left when your orgasm hits you and how you loved him leaving bruises on your skin where no one else can see. Most importantly, how you loved him and he loved you once. “So, you’re engaged.” he blurts out and mentally curses at himself for opening up a matter that he doesn’t want to hear anything about.

  You look down at your ring like you see it for the first time too and force a smile that you feel ashamed of because you don’t feel happy at the moment. “Oh- yes.” you mumble. Harry still has the same effect on you, you feel a pulling force inviting you to be closer to him. His hair is shorter now but the small curls are still visible behind his ears, his jawline got even sharper it that’s possible and he still wears too many rings on his fingers. She recognizes the one with a rose carved on top and it was your birthday gift to him years ago. You want to tell him the first six month of your break up was the hardest time of your life, tell him that you still keep the necklace he bought to you locked in a box in her bedroom, how sometimes you find yourself thinking about him out of the blue, how the color yellow always reminds you of him and you listened both of his albums, every single song and knows some of them are about you and you’re truly proud of him for making it this far though you’re not surprised cause you always knew he would. But instead you say, “I was trying to get to my wedding dress rehearsal but…” You look out from the large window of the cafe once more. “It seems impossible.” Funny, how you were running in the streets only minutes ago like your life depended on it but now it seems like - just a rehearsal - nothing important.

  Harry looks at her, his bottom lip between his thumb and forefinger. He feels guilty. Like her getting married is everything going wrong in this world and he is the reason she’s doing it. Because he gave up all those years ago. “Congrats.” he says in the most insincere way.

  “Thanks. Well congrats on your two Grammys.” you smile, desperately trying to change the topic and he shows you a beautiful smile, dimples carving his cheeks and you want to put your fingertips on them, it used to make him smile every single time you did. Uncomfortable silence surrounds you as you spin your ring on your finger without noticing. You are thrilled about your wedding, really, going over every single detail again and again. Harry is the only person you wouldn’t want to talk about it. You hate to talk about it with him. “So how’s working with-” you start but don’t have a chance to finish.

  “I always thought we’d end up together, Muppet.” he interrupts, realizing he didn’t use the pet name for years and how warm it makes him feel to say it again.

  His words catching you off guard you almost drop the water bottle. “Harry…” you say before a loud sigh, you should not be sorry and definitely not feel like crying because of what he says. Him calling you the way he did years ago is too much to handle for you, you buried those memories too deep inside now all off them suddenly floating on the surface is suffocating you. “Please.” you whisper.

  “I know,” he pulls on his hair and you remember doing it, how soft his brown curls felt between your fingers and how he liked it when you did it whilst he had you beneath him. “Fuck, I know this is selfish of me (Y/N)! But - but look at you, I mean you’re getting married.”

  “Harry-”

  “I always expected a call from you, every damn night for three days. I didn’t want to be the one to call because that much of a selfish twat I am.” His grip tightens around the coffee cup. “You were out there… I’d always hoped that you were happy but not…” happy with someone else. His voice trails of and your lips tremble as you try to let your breath go through the lump in your throat. You watched him hang out with women, have short term girlfriends throughout the previous years, saw photos of him hand in hand with other girls, smiling at the flashing lights. You’ve made yourself believe that he didn’t miss you, even though the last words you heard from him three years ago was “I love you, Muppet. I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving you.”. For years you imagined seeing him, talking to him, you fantasized about the ways he’d come running back to you but now it hurt so much to hear everything he said. With the way you two broke up, you never had a closure, always had that small thought of being back together with Harry leaking in through your head at the most inappropriate times of some nights. You wanted to keep him away and even hate him for a long time but you had no reason to do so. He is Harry, your Harry. At least he once was your Harry. The person who made you feel the most alive.

  “I missed you.” you say after a moment. “Hell, I still miss you Harry.” Harry looks up at you like a three year old boy who’s just been told after a boring day at home he can finally go outside to play. “But sometimes two people are just not meant to happen.”

  “So, you’re saying it’s faith.” he snorts a chuckle and shakes his head.

  “What exactly do you expect me to say?” you whisper-shout at him and put your elbows on the hard wooden table. “You were the one to end it Harry, you said you were not ready and went to Jamaica-” just as your voice was getting louder and Harry’s widened eyes were looking sadder every passing second you stop yourself. “No, no. It’s too late to have this conversation.” you say, mostly to yourself as you look up to prevent your tears from falling down on your cheeks. “I’m getting married in three months.”

  Harry looks at you as you look into your hands on the table and try to calm yourself down. You want to flip the table, slap him right in the face for leaving you and then slap yourself for giving up too easily, shout everything you felt and still feel about him, every heartbreak, every anger, everything. But it would get you nowhere, nothing could take back the time and undo all the things you both had done.

  “Will I be invited to the wedding Muppet?” he asks and you can’t help but chuckle just before a tear drops on your hand, he reaches and wipes it off with his thumb.

  “No.” You say and his smile grows bigger, a sad one though.

  “I’d love to see you in a wedding dress.” he says truthfully. “But I don’t think you’d be able to say your ‘I do’ with me around.”

  You slap his hand playfully and he grimaces. “You ass!” you laugh but the possibility of what he said to be true is making your stomach turn. You realize the rain is slowing down outside and take a deep breath. “The rain…”

  Harry looks out. “Yeah.” he mumbles. A part of him wishes the rain to turn into a blizzard and locking you two in for the rest of the eternity. He is not ready to let you go yet but the ring on your finger telling him you’re already gone. You are not his (Y/N), not his Muppet anymore. He bites the inside of his cheek with the thoughts he wouldn’t want to dig deeper. They look at each other, waiting for the other one to make a move. Harry takes a deep breath and opens his mouth to invite you to dinner but you’re quicker.

  “So…” you say and force a smile. “I think I should get going. (Y/F/N) will be coming for dinner and- were you gunna say something?”

  “No.” He quickly shakes his head and despises the faceless man who’s named (Y/F/N) with no right. “It’s alright. It was great, it is… I mean this-”

  “I know Harry.” you say softly and slowly get up from your seat. “It was great for me too.”

  You both stand up and look at each other and you realize he even got broader now and short hair suits him, but you miss the long waves. “Be happy Muppet.” he says.

  “You too Harry.” you say and lean up to place a kiss on his cheek, than the other which makes him smile. He changed his perfume, you can tell but there is still something same about his smell. A faint smell it is and it’s still so familiar and leaving a tingling sensation in your stomach. You mean it though, you want him to be happy.

  “Excuse me?” You both turn to look at the third person who get into the frame of two. “I’m sorry to interrupt but is it possible to- uhm-” She’s a young girl holding her phone in her hand timidly.

  “Yeah,” Harry says understanding and smiles politely.

  “Let me.” You say and take the phone from the girl, they stand next to each other and Harry kisses her on the cheek as you take the photo. She’s shaking you can tell and cheeks flushed with excitement.

  “Thank you!” she says. “Thank you so much, it’s great to meet you Harry.” Just then she turns to you. “you too (Y/N).” You don’t know what to say for a moment, you almost forgot how it is to be around him and you’re his ex-girlfriend so most of his old fans know about you. You try to hide your nervousness and put a smile on your face as polite as Harry’s. “Are you- are you two back together?”

  “Oh, no.” you say right away. “This is just…”

  “A visit to the past.” Harry says. Such a true phrase it is, a passage, a window to the past. A loophole to bring her back in time, a needed one, she feels sad happy and relieved at the same time. She had many thoughts about seeing him again but it happening this spontaneous way is better than you imagined it would be.

  The girl says her goodbyes and leaves, you watch her go before turning your gaze back yo Harry.

  “It’s a goodbye then.” You say, it’s a closure. But it doesn’t feel like it, there is a voice telling her he will always be a part of her life.

  “It is.” he says and smiles down at you. “I hope this is not the last time I see you, Muppet. Next time I want you to be pregnant to your fifth child and all happy and peachy.” he says. “Even if it kills me I want to see you happiest.”

  You laugh at his words about being pregnant at her fifth child and nod. “Goodbye Harry.” You say.

  “Goodbye Muppet.”

  ***

  Ten minutes of walk after the farewells with Harry, you take your phone out and see (Y/F/N) called you a dozen times. “Shit!” you dial his number and the familiar voice speaks.

  “(Y/N)! Thank god! Where were you, I’ve been calling you almost for an hour? I thought something bad happened since the last time I called you said the rainstorm was getting worse.” he says.

  “I’m alright.” you say calmly. “I’m going home, I couldn’t make it to the dress rehearsal.”

  “You didn’t?”

  “Nope. I just… ran into an old friend and waited for the storm to end.” You will tell him about seeing Harry, when you’re face to face.

  “Alright. Don’t walk home please just take a cab, your clothes must be soaking I don’t want you to get cold.” His voice is so soft you smile again.

  “Okay, baby.”

  “See you at home then, be careful. I love you.”

  Your steps stop and you look up at the sky. Traveling back in time from three years before to reality. “I love you too, I really do.”

  ***

  Harry sits alone in his hotel room, on the bed wearing only his boxers and a glass of red wine in his hand. “Yeah, for tomorrow.” He says to the phone and takes a sip from the glass. “Excellent. 2:30. Alright, thank you.” He hangs up and leans against the bed head, cold wood feeling odd against his skin but also soothing. There’s a feeling, an ache in his chest and he knows he’s ought to feel, so he doesn’t complain or try to numb it.

  His phone vibrates, his sisters name popping up on the screen. “Hey Gem.”

  “Just saw your message H, since it’s two in the morning there I’m assuming it really fucked you up.” Her voice hoarse with sleep.

  “It did.” he admits and stares at the TV that is not even turned on. He hears his mothers voice behind Gemma’s and Anne wants to say hi to him so Gemma hands her the phone with a huff. “Hi mum.”

  “Harry, why are you awake at this late dear?” Anne’s voice is sweet but concerned.

  “I’m coming home tomorrow.” he says dryly.

  “I thought you were going to be in New York for a few weeks at your break.” she says.

  Harry shakes his head, he just wants to feel warm and home. He needs the comfort of his home to go through the heartbreak only he caused. “I miss home.” and her… “and you mum.”

  “Oh, baby…”

***

PART II

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Cancer Crew foursome

Hey guys, so I’m gonna be writing a smut, yes a smut. I got inspiration from this picture my friend sent me over twitter. So let’s get fucking into this guys!

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   Today was finally my birthday, I was finally turning 18! Max, my good friend since I was in third grade and he was in fifth, he decided to celebrate with me with his friends in the U.S. Flying from Australia to America was long and nerve wracking but worth it! His friends are super funny, sweet, not to mention sexy. I mean, Max was most definitely sexy, I’ve had a crush on that boy since I don’t know like 8th grade! But he’s always been older and had a girlfriend, so I could never have him.

     I was always the first one awake in Max’s friends Joji’s house, almost always. I’m an early bird, so I was just sitting on the couch watching cartoons and waiting for the others to wake up. I was looking forward to it, Max always made a big deal out of my birthday, he would throw huge parties, give me extravagant presents and make me feel like some sort of princess. But this year I’m turning 18 so he might make a bigger deal out of it, I was excited needless to say. 

   I was flipping through the cartoons, trying to find a decent one, I wasn’t used to the American cartoons. I was getting bored, the boys were still asleep, They sleep all day I swear.  ‘Are they ever gonna wake up?’ I thought to myself. 

    I then suddenly heard loud thumping coming from across the house, I smiled to myself, They’re awake now. 

“Where’s my birthday girl?” I heard Max’s voice yell from across the house, I giggled and stood up, Max walked into the living room, shirtless with his messy hair. He smiled and pulled me into his arms embracing me in a bone crushing hug, his cologne still faint on his skin, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment being in his arms. 

  “Happy birthday you beautiful bitch,” Max said putting me down, Joji walked in with Ian, both shirtless in their boxers, Joji holding boxes wrapped in colorful wrapping paper. I smiled.

“The cancer crew took it amongst themselves to make this a good birthday so we got you a few things,” Ian said handing me a smaller box, it had a bit of weight to it, I grinned and hugged him tightly.

“Aww, you guys really didn’t have to get me stuff, thank you guys so much!” I said giving hugs to the three of them, they stared me down as I sat back down on the couch with the present in my lap, I looked back up at them and back at the present and started to tear the wrapping paper.

“Oh, by the way, that ones from me,” Max said proudly, I laughed and discarded the wrapping paper. I picked up the box and gasped.

“I know how much you love taking pictures, so I got you this cool camera,” I gasped looking down at the vintage Polaroid camera in my lap, a huge smile crept onto my face, I leaped up and wrapped my arms around his neck, he wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Oh my god, thank you so much, Max! I love it so much!” I squealed as Max put me down, I picked the box up again and admired the beautiful camera.

“These ones are from me, Happy birthday,” Joji said sweetly handing me a box,

“Aw thank you Joji, You really didn’t have to get me anything!” I said tearing the wrapping paper apart, my eyes widened as I saw the box, It was a whole box full of polaroid film, I gasped and leaped up to hug Joji.

“Max told me how much you loved photography, so I got you a shit ton of film.” He pointed to about three boxes of more film, I squealed and kissed his cheek. Ian chuckled and handed me his box.

“I figured since you’re turning 18 I’d get you some condoms. You’re a pretty girl and you’ll never know when you’ll need em’,” I let out a loud laugh and my face turned a bright shade of red. 

“Oh my god, Ian!” I said in between laughs, the boys laughed with me.

“I’m gonna go make some breakfast, any requests? (Y/N)?” Joji said walking to the kitchen, Ian sat on the recliner, Max sat next to me wrapping an arm around me making me blush.

“Uh, Pancakes please!” I said sweetly, Max pulled me closer to him and kissed the top of my head.

“What do you want to do today?” He asked, I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his chest.

“Nothing really, I enjoy watching you guys film, so if you have to film I’ll watch.” Max smiled and looked at Ian.

“Yeah, we need to film a video for frank’s channel, so if you’re really ok with that, then sure.” I smiled and watched the cartoons again. 

-some time later-

I was watching the boys film, laughing my ass off. The boys kept on glancing at me every once in a while, I just brushed it off. I was taking pictures with my new camera of the boys, smiling widely the whole time. 

   I was looking through my photos when Max came and sat down next to me, covered in food, syrup, and alcohol. I stuck up my nose at the stench and smiled at him.

“can I look?” He asked, I nodded and sorted through the photos I had taken that day.

“Wait, I have an idea for a picture!” Max said winking, he stood up and walked to the boys and whispered something in their ears. 

“Ok, we’re gonna be right back and go get changed.” I raised my eyebrows and looked at fat cunt, he only smirked, I smiled at him and continued to look through the photos. I smiled as I looked at their bodies, they looked so cute, hard to deny you had a crush on all three of them. As if you didn’t make it obvious enough.

“Ok, (Y/N), ready?” I heard Max call from the back of the house, I shouted back ‘Yes’, grabbed my camera, and walked to the back of the house. I took some photos of my feet in the grass and other things before I finally got over there.

“Take this picture so you can have it when you’re back in Aussie and I’m away,” Max said, I looked up and my eyes widened.

“W-What the fuck?” I said covering my eyes to see that they were all butt naked, only their hands covering their dicks. I could feel myself blushing madly, I couldn’t look, what the hell…

“Just take the picture,” Joji said in a teasing tone, “It’s cold, hurry please,” Ian said shivering. I gulped and picked the camera up, I pointed it to them and looked through the lens and snapped the photo, the camera whirring to life instantly printing out a photo. Max laughed and they started walking back inside. What the hell was that about?

    I took the picture back to my pile, grabbed them and made my way back to the sliding glass door, I hesitated before opening it, is this why Ian gave me the condoms? Were they planning something? 

   I shook it off and opened the door, I set my camera down on the couch and started making my way to the spare bedroom where I was sleeping, so I could put the photos in a safe place. 

‘What was that naked photo about though?’ was the only thought in my mind. I was about to turn the corner when Max popped out of nowhere and attacked my lips, I jumped and the photos dropped from my hands.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this,” Max started, the then started attacking my lips again, I then melted into the kiss and put my hands around his neck, pulling him closer.

“Wow Max, you’re not gonna share?” Joji said suddenly behind me, I gasped as I felt his hands exploring me body, I moaned rolled my head back as Max started to rub his hands over my slit. Joji started kissing my neck, I could feel my knees start to go weak,

“Don’t I get some?” Ian said, I opened my eyes and bit my lip.

“If you want it come and get it,” I said winking, Max then stopped, i felt joji step back.

“We’re taking this to the bedroom,” Max said deeply, his eyes dark with lust, He picked me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso, Joji, and Ian following behind us, Max kicked open his bedroom door and laid me down on the bed, I looked up at the three boys in front of me and I was instantly soaked, this was actually happening.

“I can’t wait any longer, I’ve been waiting for this moment so long (Y/N),” I bit my lip and watched as Max hovered over me. 

“How do you want it, babe?” He asked darkly, Ian and Joji started exploring my body, rubbing their hands all over me, I blushed and bit my lip to hold in a moan.

“Give it to my rough, Max,” I said letting out a shaky moan, Max Chuckled and kissed my neck, he started taking off my shirt, Ian and Joji working on my pants, I bucked my hips up helping them, Max ripped my shirt off and tossed it into the pile of clothes, Max pulled out a condom from the waistband of his boxers and ripped the wrapper open with his teeth.

“You’re gonna be a good girl right?” Joji asked sitting me up, whispering in my ear,

“Y-Yes, I’ll be good,” I said feeling completely vulnerable in his arms, I could feel Joji’s hard cock on my back, I opened my eyes as I saw Ian on his knees beside me, his cock making a tent in his boxers I moaned at the sight. He took his boxers off, his erection springing free, I moaned.

“Suck,” He demanded, I took him in my mouth, I swirled my head around the tip moaning loudly as Max entered me, Joji following him. They waited a minute before thrusting different speeds at different times, needless to say, it hurt like hell for my first time, but it felt so damn good. 

“F-Fuck, you’re so tight,” Max moaned, he started to play with my tits as Joji peppered my neck with kisses, I couldn’t help but moan loudly, sending vibrations down Ian’s cock making him moan louder.

“F-Fuck, I-I’m so c-close,” Ian moaned, his cock twitching in my mouth, I sucked harder as Joji and Max’s thrusts became shorter and sloppier. I felt a pit in the bottom of my stomach, signaling I was close, I moaned loudly, sending Ian over the edge, cumming in my mouth, He moaned breathlessly and fell back on the bed, I swallowed all his juices and leaned back on Joji who was breathing heavily. 

“I-I’m gonna c-cum!” Max moaned out, releasing into the condom, He pulled out and laid down, Joji wasn’t finished yet, He pulled out of my ass and laid down.

“Ride me,” He demanded, I  nodded and slid down on his cock, bouncing up and down, moaning louder each time, He dug his fingers into my hips, I could feel the fire in my stomach getting stronger as I finally released and clenched around him, moaning loudly.

“J-Joji!!” I screamed his name, arching my back, but he still wasn’t done, a few more thrusts and he was screaming my name, he released into the condom.

“F-Fuck, that was hot…” Max said pulling me close to him, Joji laid down next to me, Ian laying behind Max.

“T-That was a-amazing,” I said breathless, they all chuckled, Joji kissed my hickeys, soothing them, Max kissed my lips once more.

“Happy birthday baby girl,” Max said kissing my head before the four of us fell into a deep sleep. 

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That took me about two hours to write so yeah, there you go.

SHINee in traffic

Onew:
• sits quietly and waits patiently
• looks around and waves to people
• “look there’s a squirrel!”
• stares at the red light and continuously counts to three so it turns on his three
• orders delivery at the intersection

Taemin:
• is on his phone playing games as soon as the light is red
• ignores everyone
• reclines his seat and falls asleep until the honks of those behind him wake him up
• pulls out a bag of chips he had saved in his glove compartment

Minho:
• is intensely annoyed
• honks back at everyone else honking
• “uuuuggghhhh this is taking forever” after 5 mins
• physically gets out of his car to see how far the traffic goes
• sighs every 2 minutes

Key:
• jams so hard he barely notices the traffic
• fixes his hair in the rearview mirror
• isn’t bothered until he runs out of coffee
• posts a car selfie on Instagram with the lyrics to f(x)’s ‘Red Light’
• “oh hell no I feel a pimple coming up”

Jonghyun:
• sings to himself in the car
• is extremely bored
• drums on his steering wheel
• looks outside for any dogs
• texts Key about the traffic with an accompanying photo
• “I should have brought a book”
• smiles at the girl in the car next to him

The Return (Part 2)

Originally posted by theexpendablegirl

A/N: A part 2 because…Jeff. That’s it. Just because of Jeff. :D

Past Part: The Return

Pairing: Jeff Hardy X F!Reader

Summary: Your struggling to believe he’s here to stay and won’t hurt you again. Jeff just wants to make things right.

Warnings: Swearing? NSFWish?

Word Count: 1800+


You walked through the curtain, adrenaline still coursing through your veins. You defended your title successfully. People patted your back as you walked past them. “Great match.” You looked up and see Jeff standing with his back against you locker room door.

“Yeah. Thanks.” You muttered, tucking your hair behind your ear. Jeff pushed off the door and stepped to the side, letting you open the door.

He followed you in, shutting and locking the door behind him. “Are you ever gonna let me make this right? You haven’t spoken three words to me since our talk.”

You dug through your bag, trying not to look at him. Jeff took a seat on the couch, his arms laying along the top. “I’m not looking to date anyone right now.”

He grunted. “I’m not anyone.” You stopped for a moment. He was right. He wasn’t just anyone. “It doesn’t matter, Jeff.”

You pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a shirt. “It does matter. I never wanted to hurt you. I told you why I did it! I told you I still loved you, even after all these years. I could never get you out of my head. I tried. I really did. I was stuck on you.”

You looked at your boots. “I’m still stuck on you.” You whispered.


You walked out into the parking lot, pulling your suitcase behind you. “Hey! Y/N!” You looked over your shoulder and seen the Hardys making their way to you.

Matt was the first to come walking up beside you. “Can we catch a ride with you? Ours left early.” You bit the inside of your cheek. You really wanted to say no. You really did. You couldn’t say no to Matt, he never did anything to you

“Yeah, sure.” Matt helped load all the bags in the car while Jeff took the passenger seat. You slid into the driver’s side and Matt climbs in behind you.

You honked your horn at the fans lining the outside of the building, waving out the open window as the fans cheered.

You leaned your head against your hand, while the boys chattered back and forth about the show. Your mind was playing over everything after your breakup.


You wiped away your tears with the sleeves of your sweatshirt. You placed framed photos and books into a box. Jeff was seated in the living room watching a football game.

The sound of the announcers told you he didn’t care that you were packing your things or that you couldn’t even stop yourself from hiccuping from your heavy crying.

You pulled your bag over your shoulder and picked up the box. Opening the door to the bedroom, your eyes flicked over to Jeff on the couch. He was now laying on it, ankles crossed, arms behind his head.

You look up, trying to will yourself from crying. “Bye, Jeff.”

He grunted and through his hand in the air, not saying two words to you.

What you didn’t know was tears were welling in his eyes, his hands were clenched as he tried not to go after you.


“Take exit 14!” You were jerked from your thoughts when the GPS sounded through the now quiet car. Jeff looked over at you, raising a brow. “Are you okay?”

You tightened your hand around the wheel. “Yeah. I’m fine.” Matt shifted in the backseat making you look through the mirror, he was sleeping.

“When did he fall asleep?” You asked, flicking your blinker on. Jeff shrugged. “Around twenty minutes ago.” You nodded your head.

“Are you hungry?” Jeff nodded his head quickly. “Starving.”

“Let’s seen, it’s 12:25. I highly doubt there are any restaurants open, but we can get fast food or stop at a gas station and pick something up there.”

Jeff reached around and hit Matt in the knee. “Huh? Are we at the hotel?” He asked, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. “No. We want to get something to eat. Do you want fast food or gas station food?”

Matt slumped back into his seat. “I don’t really care. Whatever you guys want.”

You pulled your bags behind you, Matt and Jeff following. You got paired with the duo for the night. You scanned your keycard and opened the door, pulling your things in behind you. You held the door with your foot, letting them pass you into the room.

You let the door swing shut behind. The boys had quickly shoved pass one other and tossed their suitcases on what bed they wanted. Leaving you with the couch shoved against the wall.

wanted. Leaving you with the couch shoved against the wall.

You sighed and pulled your things to the far end of the room, tossing your bags on the couch and plopping down next to them.

Jeff began pulling the food from the bags as Matt rummaged through his suitcase. “Here. This is your order.” Jeff said, waving the bag of fast food in the air.

You pushed yourself from the couch and took the bag from Jeff. He then handed you your drink. “You don’t have to sleep on the couch you know? I wouldn’t mind you sleeping in my bed.”

“It’s fine. I’ve slept on worse things than a couch.” Jeff frowned. “I’m sure. But really I don’t mind. The bed is big enough to share.”

The night quickly progressed from there, everyone ate, showered and now was getting cozy in their respective spots. Everyone but you. The couch was like a rock. No give, no plush and it was long enough.

You sigh and looked over to the boys. Matt was just closing his eyes, spiraled across the whole bed. Jeff was laying in his bed, one arm tucked behind his pillow, the other laid across his stomach.

You sat up and pulled your blanket with you when you stood up. You shuffled over to Jeff’s bed and just looked at him. He smiled, patting the space next to him.

You crawled in and laid your head against his shoulder. He shifted, wrapping his arm around you. “Are you ever going to let me fix this?” Jeff whispered. You closed your eyes.

“I know you said you were here to stay, I just can’t shake the feeling that you’ll break my heart all over again.” Tears welded behind your closed lids.

Jeff ran his fingertips up your back, his lips ghosting across your forehead. “I’m not going to break your heart again.”

“Open your eyes and look at me.” You didn’t move. “Come on, Darlin’. Look at me.”

“Slowly you opened your eyes and looked at him. Jeff brought his hand up to your face and brushed his thumb under your eye. “No crying. No tears.”

Jeff tucked some loose hair behind your ear and then cupped your cheek. “I won’t do that. I won’t let you go ever again. You’re mine and I’m yours.”

You leaned forward and placed your lips against his in a needy kiss. You needed to feel his lips again. You needed to feel his hands roam your body, gripping your hips, brushing across your back, pulling at your hair, brushing down your legs. You needed to feel his beard brush across your neck, chest, and thighs, leaving marks in his wake…You needed him with every ounce of your being.


The loud snort from Matt forced you two to break away. “I forget he was in here!” Jeff whispered. You struggled to hold back laughed as you buried your face into his chest.

Jeff cupped the back of your head and buried his face into your hair, laughing quietly. The bed underneath your bodies shook from your laughter.


You use your key to enter the apartment that was once yours. Jeff would be at the gym, which would give you enough time to grab a few things you forgot and give back something to Jeff.

You removed the apartment and mail key, placing them on top of the photo you were giving back to him. It was his favorite photo of the two of you.

If you were being honest with yourself. You didn’t drive all the way over here to grab a few shirts you left, or return the keys. It was because of this photo.

His favorite photo. The one where you were asleep on his lap, your head resting against his shoulder while he played video games, a throw blanket draped around you. Matt took the photo after seeing just how stupid you both looked

Jeff never thought it was stupid. He loved that photo. He always wanted you to take it out of the frame so he could put it in his wallet. You never did. Not until now.


Lodged between Jeff’s cash in his wallet was that photo. You pushed the photo out just enough with your finger to see he folded himself out of it.

“Did you find it!?” Jeff yelled across the parking lot. You quickly pushed the photo back into place, flipped the wallet shut and slid from the car, shutting the door. You waved his wallet in the air, signaling that you did find it.

You would never have thought he would have a photo of you in his wallet. Still after all these years.

You didn’t know why it surprised you really. You still had a photo of Jeff in your wallet. Only it was far better tucked away.

You handed Jeff his wallet and smiled at him when he thanked you for going back to look for it.

“I…I have a photo of you in my wallet still.” You said, looking up at him. Jeff glanced at you from the corner of his eyes.

“I never could take that photo out. Every time I tried I felt like I was taking my heart from my chest.”

Jeff stopped then and opened his wallet, he looked at you from under his lashes before taking the photo of you from his. “I put this in my wallet after we broke up. At first, I told myself it was to remind me as to what I lost, but really it was because I needed to see your face.”

“Jeff, I love you. But I’m scared. I’m not going to lie. I’m scared that if we go down this path again and we don’t make it…It’ll destroy me.”

Jeff looked at you, his eyes glassing over. “I’m not going to hurt you like that again.”

You smiled sadly. “I know. That’s why I want to really, truly give us another chance. No beating around the bush. Me and you together again.”

Jeff smiled and pulled you into his body, he kissed your lips in a rough quick manner. “We tell each other everything. No matter what. No lying. No cheating. Nothing like that. If something has to be said, say it the way it has to be said.”

Jeff nodded his head. “I’m never letting you go. Like I said. You’re mine and I’m yours.”


anonymous asked:

Headcanons for McCree and his new s/o on their honeymoon?

- It’s totally possible that he will be way more excited than you but seeing him that way will keep reminding you why you fell in love with him in the first place.

- Be prepared to take lots of pictures. He would take so many of you but get all bashful when you try to take a few of him.

- He would have to be touching you in some way at all times.

- You’ll catch him just staring at you a few times and when you ask him why he’s looking at you like that he’d say something like “I just can’t believe how lucky I am” or “You’re beautiful.”

- He will doubt himself a lot. “Are you really happy?” No matter how many times you tell him yes, he just needs to hear you say it.

- If you go somewhere warm and tropical, you would have to keep yelling at him about putting sunblock on because he swears he “won’t burn.” The next day you’re stuck inside covering his sunburn in aloe.

- He definitely believes in getting a map and visiting every place he can. He loves trying new things though you’ll have to stop him from a few things.

- Your first night together as a married couple would be magical. He would take the time to basically worship your body, no part of you would be left untouched.

- When you two are out, he’ll make it a goal to mention to anyone who talks to you two that you just got married and how much he loves you. “This here’s the love of my life. Still dunno how it happened but I sure am the luckiest son of a gun, ain’t I?”

- You’ll leave with more than what you came with courtesy of Jesse having to buy souvenirs for everyone (mostly himself).

- He will get scolded for smoking where he shouldn’t almost every day.

- You’ll have plenty of video and photos to last you a lifetime and Jesse will want to look at them as soon as you get back home. There will be a photo that he took of you without you knowing, it’s his favorite. He will keep it on him at all times.

- You catch him late one night watching a video of one of your days on the honeymoon. He’d be laughing and smiling to himself as you join him on the sofa and cuddle up beside him.

“Do you think we’ll always be that happy?” He nods to the video which he has paused on a shot of you two laughing together.

“I do,” you tell him.

“I’ll never get tired of hearing those two words. They have made me the happiest man alive.”