fend for myself

Aquarius turned to me and said, “If you had just put yourself together before all this, we would have had our shit together and we would’ve been happy.. Now you’re standing here, and looking back at what could have been. You’re too late.”

Aries turned to me with a smirk on her face and said, “For months I waited. You, you were busy dealing with some other shit, pointless shit and you pushed me away and how DARE you come back and tell me you miss me.”

Cancer grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, gritting her teeth and said, “You motherfucking asshole. I thought to myself you would be different. I trusted myself around you, you were the world to me. Why are you doing this to me?”

Capricorn crossed her arms and slowly she shook her head and said, “I tried to look at the bigger picture and accepted it. Yet, you’re standing here and..” suddenly tears rolled down her cheek. “How many more do I have to endure and meet to finally find some peace..”

Gemini raised her head and smiled at me and said, “I know what you’re thinking. You thought that I’d see you and I’d go weak in the knees, and cry and cling to you and tell you much I missed you?” Her body shakes and slowly she turned her head away. “You’re wrong. Absolutely wrong.”

Leo laughed with tears in her eyes and said, “You think you could come and tell me that you missed me after I have finally got myself together. You’re artistic. Brilliant performance, yours truly. Look, I may be a fool but I know my worth..”

Libra placed a hand on my shoulder and said, “Don’t blame yourself about what happened. We seemed to have gone distant, and it wasn’t just you. So it’s best that we shouldn’t dwell on it. Look at me. We’re okay..” A tear rolls down her cheek. “I..I’m okay.”

Pisces turned to me, with tears in her eyes and said, “How could you. You made me fall in love with you, and you brought up so much promises that you said you’ll keep, but what the hell is this. I sacrificed alot for you. I changed and shaped myself for you, and I was so stupid..”

Sagittarius finally looked up and stared at me and said, “I thought every possible outcome and yet, I seem to be staring at the past and what I feel right now is closure. You were good to me, but I’m sorry if I wasn’t good for you. I’ve done nothing but cared for you. I guess you weren’t ready..”

Scorpio turned to me and said, “I’m over it. I’m happy now. You could’ve been with me but noo, you fucked it up. I mean, boy, oh boy I was so wrong about you..”

Taurus slowly pulled herself away from and looked into my eyes, “Today’s the last time you’ll get to hold me. Would you even care? I doubt it. But I wished things didn’t happen the way it was, but it was good. We were good…”

Virgo exhaled and looked back at me and said, “I told you before that I was planning something big for us. You were always a part of my plans, and you just happened to drift off into your own world again, leaving me to fend off for myself. How do you think I felt? It felt like talking to a wall. I was so ready for the unthinkable. Sadly, we’re 5 years late. You’re late. I’m still going to go through with my plans..” She slowly turned around. “But you’re not in my plans anymore.”

—  Reaching out once more
Imagine your OTP/Prompt
  • A: Why did you break into my store!?
  • B: *tied up by A* Haha, yeah... uh...
  • A: ... *glaring*
  • B: It's uh... It's a really funny story...
  • A: Funny 'haha' or funny 'I was disowned by my family and thrown out to fend for myself at the age of 12'
  • B: ...
  • A: ...
  • B: How the fuck...
  • A: Do you not read the signs of the shops you break into?
  • B: What? Why?
  • A: *drags B outside and points to sign*
  • Sign: Madame/Monsieur A Psychic and Fortune Teller
dissonance [5]

summary: Go where your heart takes you. || hades!bucky x persephone!reader || mythology au

warnings: demeter is introduced and she is a cunt-nugget supreme, falling out between famiy, use of the word whore, and i think that’s it

notes: I know I said I was going to make this a fluffy scene between Y/N and James, but I had to throw some kind of discourse in there somewhere (blame H). I hope you guys like this, sorry for the long wait. Also, I imagine the cottage to look somehwhat like the one in the gif, only a little smaller. 

Feedback is always appreciated!

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Taken for Granted (pt 5)

As the days pass by, you seriously thought back to what Jin had told you. Was there a future in music for you? You did your fair share of research online, but you realized that nothing would beat real life experience in the music field. Simply looking up career details online wasn’t going to cut it. And to be honest, you didn’t have time to waste trying to find new careers. You wanted to find something that you were passionate about and quick.

But all of that would have to be put on hold though because you’re three months as a manager wasn’t up quite yet. You learned the love all the GOT7 boys, so you were thankful for the experience to get to know them through these three months. But each night, you hand was itching to play some instrument or write a bit of a new song so you couldn’t enjoy your job as a manager one bit.

However, you realized that the bts boys were making their comeback today and you couldn’t help but smile. You hadn’t seen them in person since you started the job and though you kept in touch through texting, you were excited to see the boys after what seemed like years.

As you sat there in the waiting room watching the boys get ready, you realized you still had to keep your job a priority. So as much as you wanted to go see the other boys in their waiting room, you stayed planted on the small couch in this waiting room.

Pretty soon, the boys were called out for their stage and before you knew it, their stage was over as well. When looking at the schedule, you saw the BTS was performing last and you sighed, realizing you could only see them once the music show was over.

Knowing there wasn’t much work needed to be done till the show was over, you stood on the side of the stage when bangtan was finally called to perform. Your eyes lit up when your eyes landed on the seven of them. Man had you missed them.

Namjoon and the rest of the boys were ushered to the stage as they were the last performance before the winner for the week was to be announced. He found out through one of the other boys that you were also on the set today, and his heart sped up knowing that you were in the same building as him after weeks and weeks.

Unfortunately, though, you hadn’t come to visit the boys yet and he was getting anxious to see you. It’s not like he could just text you and ask when you were coming. Hell, he hadn’t talked to you since that night you left him wondering.

As the boys got in formation on stage, Namjoon coincidentally turned and saw you standing on the side of the stage. You were standing where there was barely any light, but Namjoon had no doubt that it was you. He could make out from just your silhouette and he found himself smiling and losing himself in his thoughts. So lost, that he didn’t hear the music starting. While the boys moved around him, he stood still, just looking in your direction.

Thankfully for him, it was not a live stage. Some of the fans watching started to laugh, and it took a few seconds for Namjoon to realize what he had been doing. He immediately bowed towards the camera, apologizing. When he turned back to your direction, he realized you had left. Were you even there in the first place, or was he just hoping you were there?

The boys finished their stage and eventually, all the groups stood on stage, waiting for the MC’s to announce the winner. You sat in the waiting room, looking at the TV. Without a doubt, BTS had won first place, even though it was their first stage for their comeback. You weren’t even surprised. Sure, you were a little sad that your group hadn’t won but who were you kidding, you were excited for your friends.

Bangtan returned to their waiting room with the trophy in their hands and smiles plastered on their faces. “Wow, on our first stage,” Jimin said happily, staring at the trophy.

The boys all settled down on chairs across the room. Luckily, they had a few hours before their next schedule and took their time getting changed. Namjoon couldn’t help but frown when he realized the show was now over and you still hadn’t come by. He was at least hoping to run into you in the halls, but you were out of sight, nowhere to be found. He almost wanted to visit Jackson in an excuse to see you, but he followed the boys back to their room instead.

“I’m going to go and find Y/N” Jin said suddenly. Namjoon stared after Jin as he got up from his chair and walked towards the door. However, before  Jin made it very far, someone knocked on the door. Jin hurried to open the door. “Y/N! I was just about to go and find you!” Jin said rather loudly. With his big frame, Jin blocked you from Namjoon’s view completely. Namjoon tried to move every which direction in his chair to try and see you but he could only see the top of your head or your shoulders at best.

Pretty soon all the other boys were rushing to the door to greet their friend and what little Namjoon could see of you was completely blocked now. I should just go and say hi he thought to himself.

“Y/N how have you been?!” Tae exclaims, pulling you into a bear hug.

“Can’t….breathe….gonna….die….” you joke. Jin pulls Taehyung off immediately with a frown. “

“Yah, watch what you’re doing.  You’re going to squish her to death” he says, almost blocking the boys from touching you.

“You’re just jealous that you didn’t hug her yourself,” Taehyung says back, sticking his tongue out and trying to reach for you again.

You were so happy seeing the boys again. You had missed them dearly and to see them joking around with you as if no time as passed truly made your heart warm.

“Oppa, I think I can fend for myself,” you tell Jin, wrapping your arms around his own. It seemed like a natural thing to do, but  Jin turned around to you, flustered.

Namjoon watches silently from the distance, wondering how to approach you. You seemed to be having fun and had that wonderful smile on your face, but he was scared that if he came near you, that smile would disappear.

As you began catching up with the boys, you realized that Namjoon wasn’t there. Instead, you saw him sitting in front of his mirror, typing away on his phone. He really hates me, doesn’t he? You think to yourself. Over the last couple weeks, your learned to forgive Namjoon. Sure, he never apologized to you or had he even realized what he had done wrong. But you decided to let his mistakes go, along with your feelings for him. If he wanted to be friends, then you would gladly accept it, but you were no longer going to try and be apart of his life if he didn’t want you in it.

After chatting with the boys for another few minutes, you realized you had to get back to work. Though the time was short, you were so happy that you were able to see the boys. You realized that your schedules actually coincided quite a bit with the music shows, so you promised to see them more in the following weeks. Namjoon knew that you were going to leave soon and he wanted to so badly just say a few words to you, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

As you got up to leave, the boys bid you farewell. But you didn’t want to leave things the way they were. You just couldn’t. So before you walked to the door to leave, you walked to Namjoon.

“Hey.. It’s been a while” you say slowly. Namjoon whips his head in your direction, surprised that you were talking to him.

“Y-yeah”, he says, not being able to piece together more than a word. “H-how have you been”, he asks. It seems so foreign to him, to be talking to you, let alone asking you anything.

“I’ve been alright. I really liked the album oppa, it was great. I’ll see you around I guess? Bye,” you say, not knowing what else to talk about. So before giving a chance for him to reply, you turn and began your walk to the exit of the room. You bid the boys goodbye again and walk back to your own room, proud of yourself of being strong enough to talk to Namjoon. You did try to get over your feelings for him, but you weren’t sure how you would react if you would talk to him again. Would those feelings just come rushing back? But much to your delight, you didn’t have the same feelings as you did months ago. You were finally over Kim Namjoon.

But meanwhile, Namjoon couldn’t help but feel sad. You used to have this…this…light in your eyes when you talked to him. Sure, he thought he never paid attention to you before, but it was obvious as day now that the light was no longer there. You looked at him like you did at everyone else, and it tore away at Namjoon slowly. Why then, did he not appreciate you before? Was it because he thought you would always be there? Clearly, you wouldn’t always be there for him like he wanted now. Namjoon couldn’t shake whatever it was that he was feeling, but he knew he had to try to change things.

A/N: This part is kinda short because I kept deleting what I wrote because I didn’t like it. Let me know if you want a part 6~ And also tell me how you think this series should continue. I love that you guys enjoy this series and share it, so keep doing so~ I love hearing back from you guys. I’ll also be writing part 2 of the arrangement this week so look forward to that too!

Previous Parts: Part 1  Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

  • Dally: im tough, I've been through too much to care deeply for another person. I was a kid the first time I was jailed, and my dad left me to fend for myself... I've witnessed street fights and cold blooded murder. I've beat someone nearly to death before. I'm emotionally numb and my well being is the most important, I gotta look out for number one.
  • Two-bit: lol but what about Johnny
  • Dally: suddenly I can't read
Different - Klaus Mikaelson // requested

Request - can you do a Klaus milkaelson x reader where the reader is new to mystic falls and he instantly takes an intrest in her and makes caroline jealous?? love your writing!

Pairing : Klaus Mikaelson x Fem Reader 

Requests are open. xx

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Originally posted by divine-trash

Mystic Falls. An unknown territory. Truth is, I never left New York. My parents sent me here to “better myself”. They tried to get me to stay with family friends but I shot that down quick. I’m 19. I can fend for myself. The only reason I came down here instead of bailing was because I might as well do something for them. Family is all you have in the end.

The apartment I bought was right in the town. As I looked from a window I saw town square and a bar across from my building. Smirking, I got dressed into a black tank top and ripped jeans. I grabbed my heels, purse, and leather jacket before stepping out into the cold hallway.

There weren’t a lot of people around as I across the street. And it was quiet.. Living in the city that never sleeps can be very loud. This was the exact opposite and it was kind of nice.

Walking into the grill or bar or whatever it is, I looked around. The door slammed behind me, catching some peoples attention. Music played softly in the background, and I arched an eyebrow. Is this really how people spend their time down here? I sighed and started to make my way to the bar.

“Rum and coke, please.” I asked kindly.

The man looked at me with a questioning look but made my drink anyway. Wow, they don’t even ID down here. I sipped my drink and scanned around the room. Not a lot of cute guys here. The man a few seats down wasn’t too bad, with raven hair and a leather jacket but I could tell that he’s spoken for. Him and brunette over there were speaking with their eyes.

The blonde one who made my drink was okay.. But he looked vulnerable. Reading people around me became a specialty of mine after years and years of boring family business parties. I let out a sigh before downing the rest of my drink. I turned my head and saw a man smirking at me. He was probably the best looking guy in the bar. From his smirk I could tell he was confident.

The blonde girl behind him didn’t look too happy, and stormed off. I smiled as he approached me.

“You don’t look like you’re from around here, love.” The man spoke with an accent. Accents have always been a weakness of mine, but I didn’t let it show.

“That’s because I’m not.” I grinned, looked back to the bartender. “Another rum and coke, please.”

“Put it on my tab, Matt. It’s rude to have a woman pay for her own drink.”

“Oh, so chivalry isn’t dead. That’s a relief.” I let out a light laugh as Matt handed me my drink.

“I like to think my mother raised me better than that.” His voice was smooth.

“Very well. What’s your name, stranger?” I asked, taking a sip, letting the burning liquid slide down my throat.

“Klaus.. And you are?”

“Y/N. Now that we’re acquainted, how about I beat your ass at a game of pool?”

Klaus ended up walking me back to my apartment around 11. I wasn’t drunk, but I wasn’t sober either. I could still walk on my own, but I had a giggly feeling.

“You can come in, if you’d like. It’ll probably be hours before I fall asleep.” I announced as I unlocked my door.

“No. It’s quite alright. Perhaps I’ll see you tomorrow.” Klaus smiled. He drank way more than me, yet he doesn’t even seem fazed.

I let out a giggle, “perhaps you will. Goodnight Klaus. You’re not that bad you know.”

“Goodnight Y/N.” He softly smiled before walking to the elevator.

Shutting the door, I stretched and started stripping. Making my way to the closet.

Waking up, it felt as if someone lightly traced their fingers on my bare back. Yet, when I opened my eyes I saw no one around. I stretched and probably let out the most sexual noise ever while I did it. That’s the beauty of living alone. You can make so many weird noises and no one will hear.

After showering and changing into my clothes for the day, I grabbed my keys and walked to the front door. I came to a stop when I saw a single envelope on the floor, as if someone slid it under the door. The writing on it was beautiful cursive. I opened it and saw that it was an invitation to a ball.

Holy shit, I didn’t think anyone threw those things anymore. Thinking it’d be fun I decided to go dress shopping. Flipping the card over I saw, written messily in the bottom corner, ‘Save me a dance. -Klaus.’.

Jesus, I don’t know who this man is… but he’s playing the cards right. I smirked to myself, and finally headed into the town. Walking from store to store I ran into the blonde girl from last night in a boutique.  

“Hi,” she simply spoke, standing in front of me with her hands clasped. I gave her an odd look.


“What’s your name?” She asked.

“…Y/N. Yours?” I responded. I felt awkward talking to her, so I continued to browse isles. Looking at different price tags on beautiful gowns.

“Caroline.” She smiled. I will admit, she is beautiful.

“Nice to meet you Caroline. Can I help you with something?”

She looked around the room, “this might sound weird, but I’m trying to help you.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Yeah, just stay away from Klaus… He’s trouble. I should know.”

I smirked and looked over to her, “everyone likes a bit of trouble. Thanks, honestly. But I can take care of myself. It was nice to meet you, Caroline.” I smiled before grabbing a beautiful dress and going to the register.

The ball was at 7, however considering I knew nothing about this town I decided to leave a bit early so I could avoid getting lost. The gown I was wearing was black lace. It was straight and flowed to the floor. I had my hair styled up, with loose curls falling out. My makeup was natural, with a bit of dark eyeshadow to make my eyes pop.

I ended up pulling into the mansion around 8:30. Try to get somewhere early, only to be late. Story of my life. Walking inside, I saw so many people in gorgeous dresses and suits. There were waiters walking about with champagne.

I snagged myself a glass and wandered around. I tried my hardest to look for Klaus - or hell, even Caroline, but no luck. I’m never good at events like this unless I had someone with me.

A few glasses later, I stood by the staircase. Contemplating leaving or not.

“Save me a dance, love?” I heard a voice from behind me. I smirked and turned around.

“Surprisingly, I haven’t danced with anyone. Just drinking your free champagne. If you’re lucky, you might get more than one dance.”

“How come you haven’t danced with anyone? As far as I can tell, most of the men can’t keep their eyes off you. Including my brother, over there.” Klaus smirked, pulling me to the dance floor.

“Believe it or not, most guys are intimidated by me. It was like that even in New York. Which one is your brother?” I responded, placing one hand behind his neck and the other in his hand.

“He’s over there, by the bar. He’s the one staring and trying to find out a way to win your heart.”

I glanced behind me and saw him smirking. I let out a laugh.

“He’s cute. But I’m not really into the whole Peter Pan look he has going.. And plus, I’m not that easy to win over.”

Klaus laughed, “I’ll be sure to let him know that.”

I laughed with him before he changed the subject.

“So, Y/N.. What do you like?”

“What do I like?” I laughed softly, “depends. Are we talking about in general or what I like in men?” I arched an eyebrow.

He smirked, “either one.”

I sighed, “well, I try to like everything. As cliché as this might sound, I like clothing. I’ve been thinking about designing some. I love art. But not that stupid modern art, where someone draws a line and calls it art. I like classic art. Like the Mona Lisa or Creation of Adam.. And as for men, I like them to be brilliant. Sophisticated.. But still dangerous. Every girl has a weak spot for a bad boy.” I laughed.

Klaus lightly chuckled, and looked into my eyes. He stepped away, mid dance, and held out his hand.

“Come with me.”

I narrowed my eyes at him but took his hand anyway. He led me up the staircase and I grabbed another glass of champagne on the way.

Klaus opened up the doors to a room and I walked inside. As soon as I stepped one foot inside, I gasped. Paintings were lined around the room and a desk and easel was placed in the middle.

“Oh my god.” I whispered, walking to one of the paintings.

“What are you? Like a collector or something?” I asked, lightly trailing my fingers down a canvas. I heard Klaus chuckle from behind me.

“No, actually I’m an artist. Or so I like to think.”

“Are you kidding me? These are gorgeous. The way you blended the paints together.. It’s amazing.” I smiled, and turned to face him. “You have talent.”

“Thank you. That actually means more than it seems.” He smiled back.

Suddenly the door opened and Caroline stood there, looking angry.

“Klaus. May I have a word?” Her voice was cold.

I saw Klaus roll his eyes before turning to me.

“Please excuse me, I’ll just be a moment.”

I smiled at him and nodded, turning back to the masterpieces in front of me.

For some reason, the party ended early and Klaus never returned. I was walking into my sad, cold apartment when I noticed something lying on my bed. I threw down my clutch and picked up the piece of paper.

It was a drawing, of me. My hair was down and it looked like I was smiling. I remember that moment, it was the night before when I was kicking Klaus’ ass at pool. The bottom corner had writing and it said, ‘Hope you forgive me for leaving you. I’d love to see you again. You’re different from the rest. - Klaus.’

I smiled like a drunk idiot before falling onto my bed. I think I might like it here.

Hope you like it!! Sorry it’s so late!! xx

  • Jisung: okay Guanlin were going out
  • Minhyun: we'll be back at 2:00
  • Clock: 2:01
  • Guanlin: i am now an orphan, i don't have parents, i have to fend for myself
  • Guanlin: it really is a hard knock life
The Story So Far..

So I thought id should do a proper post so people know what’s going on..

A few years ago I was diagnosed with severe depression and Anxiety, then later Schizophrenia. A few months later, everything got too much for me and I tried to end my own life. I was taken away and put into a mental health institute while I recovered and got the help I needed.

When I left the hospital, my parents pretty much disowned me and threw me out on the street. From what i’ve came to understand over the past 3 years, they dont believe in Mental Illness and quite frankly I think they’ve made no effort the learn about it.

Since then i’ve jumped from house to house; staying with friends, in hostels and with family who i still speak to.

Last year I finally managed to get my own place and a decent job and life seemed good.. until a few weeks ago. The place I was working isn’t making the money to keep me on, so I lost my job.

Because I lost my job, I lost my flat. In my contract/lease, it stated the landlord wouldn’t take benefits and the occupant was required to have a place of work.

I’ve spent the past few weeks staying with friends again when they can put me up, looking for work constantly, even looking for work at the other end of the country because work is so sparse where I live.

It’s all way too much for me to handle. I have no money, i’m relying on friends on here and friends to keep me going and keep my spirits up.

I went back to my parents for help and they said ‘No chance’, handed me a pile of letters including bills I didnt know I had because the addresses hadnt been changed.

I’m asking for help to keep me going, one last time. After this, i’m just gonna have to fend for myself because this happens way too often.

If you can spare anything to help me out, i’d appreciate it more than you know. Even a dollar/pound/etc would be amazing.

your-soul-ashy@hotmail.co.uk is my paypal

Please share this if you can, even that would be such a big help..

Thank you. ~~Xeric

The Fitting (Part 12)

(You respond to Jungkook’s request that you start dating for real.)

WARNINGS: 8500 words of angst.  That is all.

The message notification on your phone jolted you awake and nearly caused you to fall out of bed.  You were lying right at the edge of the mattress with Jungkook’s body pressed tightly against your back.  When you first fell asleep, you were both lying in the center of the large bed, but as the night wore on, you would roll an inch away from him to sleep more comfortably and give yourself some breathing room.  Although he was sound asleep, Jungkook somehow sensed your movement away from him and his body would immediately close the gap between the two of you until, eventually, there was no more room left to move.

Carefully, you slipped out of bed, grabbed your phone, and headed towards the bathroom.  As expected, the text message was from your cousin checking up on your date last night.

10:17am (Seulji)  How did it go?  Was it fun?  Did you fall in love with him yet?

10:20am (You)  It went fine, he’s a fun guy but it’s just not the right time for me.

10:21am (Seulji) What?  Why?  I need details.

Details.  You wondered if he would tell your cousin about the fact that you were seeing someone else or if he would just let it go.  You didn’t even want to think about the conversation you would have to have with Seulji once she found out that you had another man all along.

10:23am (You) I have to jump in the shower right now.  I’ll talk to you about it later.

You set the phone, face down, on the counter and could hear two more messages come through but you didn’t bother looking.  Instead you turned on the water extra hot and stepped into the steaming shower, hoping to wash off your lingering guilt.

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“The Office” Season 3 Sentence Starters

Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

  • “I think we’re just drunk.”
  • “You’re really gonna marry him?”
  • “I gotta win her back.”
  • “Gay good.”
  • “Kids, sometimes it pays to be gay.”
  • “I love inside jokes. Love to be part of one someday.”
  • “She’s my ex-lover…ish.”
  • “Any last words?”
  • “Hug it out, bitch.”
  • “If I can get them depressed, then I’ll have done my job.”
  • “You’re not a veterinarian! You don’t know anything!”
  • “I’m rejecting your kiss.”
  • “Get in the car, dummy.”
  • “Don’t hurt me like I hurt you.”
  • “We are all homos. Homo Sapiens.”
  • “Fact: I am older. I am wiser. Do not mess with me.”
  • “The worst thing about prison was the dementors.”
  • “I accidentally ran over it.”
  • “Oh, you’re such a blonde.”
  • “You walk out that door, and it is over.”
  • “Christmas is canceled.”
  • “It hurts my heart. Hurts my stomach. Hurts my arms.”
  • “My sister and I used to be best friends, but we haven’t talked in 16 years over some disagreement I can’t even remember.”
  • “Despite being wrong for me in every way, I’m still attracted to you.”
  • “Boobs.”
  • “I’m not falling in a chocolate river.”
  • “I am ready to face any challenges that might be foolish enough to face me.”
  • “Congratulations, universe. You win.”
  • “I don’t like him, his giant head, or his beady little eyes.”
  • “I’m not fine. And no, I don’t want to talk about it.”
  • “Sorry I annoyed you with my friendship.”
  • “Do you still have feelings for her?”
  • “I want some man meat.”
  • “Seven out of ten attacks are from the rear.”
  • “Poop is raining from the ceilings. Poop!”
  • “I am really proud of you.”
  • “I’ve…never told you that I love you.”
  • “I can read you like a book.”
  • “I want to cry, but I’m not going to.”
  • “I want the house, I want the picket fence, I want the ketchup fights, and I want the tickling and the giggling.”
  • “Every day, for eight years, I’ve brought pepper spray… and every day, for eight years, people have laughed at me. Well who’s laughing now?”
  • “Don’t want it. Won’t open it. Don’t need it. Won’t take it.”
  • “Wikipedia is the best thing in the world.”
  • “Pippity poppity, give me the zoppity.”
  • “What, nerf isn’t cool anymore?”
  • “A depression quilt?”
  • “…You ignorant slut!”
  • “This day is bananas. B-A-N-A-N-A-S.”
  • “Society sucks. I don’t even consider myself a part of society.” 
  • “Sometimes, you just gots to get your freak on.”
  • “I called off my wedding because of you.”
  • “Prove it. Let’s see your penis!”
  • “You would have left me to fend for myself. Like that time we were on the Ferris Wheel, and that kid dropped a milkshake on me, and you just laughed.”
  • “For the record, I am not embarrassed at all. It needed to be said, and I said it.”
  • “Don’t screw the pooch.”
  • “Welcome to Hotel Hell. Check-in time is now, check-out time is never.”
  • “Love is a mystery.”
  • “We’re all unstable.”
  • “I’m not gay.”
  • “Um, are you free for dinner tonight?”
Made Of Ice Not Glass

Writer - @damndescendants

Requested - @motherandloverofallfandoms 

Heyyy i love your blog and I was wandering if you can write a harry x reader. The reader is from auradon an they fell in love with harry and when they are fighting in it’s going down reader gets really injured and harry is super scared and worried.

Disclaimer - I do not own any of Descendants’ characters and/or ideas all credit goes to the creator and producers of Disney Descendants

Pairing - Harry Hook x Reader

Summary – The daughter of Queen Elsa and Harry Hook fell for each other and began dating but kept it a secret till she is hurt trying to get King Ben back with the VK’s.

Warning(s) - blood, injury, it gets a little sexual and implied sex but nothing crazy

Originally posted by malfloriannet

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You Don’t Have To Do This

Anon: Could you do a Voltron where Keith’s all sick and emotional because his fevers really high, and Lance irritated because he got the job of taking care of him. Keith ends up blabbing in his feverish state telling him that he doesn’t have to take care of him if he doesn’t want to and that he’ll be fine on his own, that it’s not the first time. Basically giving away that he hasn’t ever really had anyone to take care of him and Lance feels guilty for being a jerk about it fussing over him.

A/N: What’s that? Two fics in one day? It’s a miracle I get anything done at college.

“You don’t have to do this…”

Lance stopped and frowned. He was in the middle of dabbing Keith’s forehead with a cold cloth, careful not to let any of the icy water drip down the Red Paladin’s cheeks. This was exactly why he didn’t want to be assigned this job. Keith was already stubborn as hell when he was feeling okay, but this?

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“Flat out” - h.s. Part 3

Part 1 / Part 2 



Before Harry came back to London, you had always enjoyed that your flat was kind of a drama free zone. You never invited anyone over, except for Felicity who came over on weekends to study, and you always had a sense of clear calm and peace to have your work zone and just enjoy yourself.

But when Harry came back for longer than just a couple weeks, things did become different. You didn’t mind though considering it was technically his apartment, and it was just his space as much as it was yours. But you knew that the only reason the flat had been so quiet was because you had been the only one in it. And now that Harry was back, you both found a way to express yourselves through some louder words every once in a while.

With the arrest of diTorino and his buddies, you really didn’t feel unsafe in any way. But that didn’t seem to matter to Harry as he drove you in silence back to the flat you shared. He was quiet, a brooding angry quiet that you didn’t want to mess with, and you decided not to allow it to bother you in any way as you dropped your keys and shoes at the front door and made your way inside.

You’d seen Harry angry on multiple accounts. There had been the whole cupcake fiasco at Liam’s birthday two years ago, and then that paparazzi that had almost knocked you over during your time in Canada. And though it was scary at times, you never took it that seriously because you knew he was nothing more than a softy on the inside.

So you didn’t take it into thought as Harry slammed the door behind you while you walked over to the kitchen.

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Originally posted by veriloquentmind

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 10


“Good morning Jay,” I said, trying my best to hold in my yawn as I made my way into the office.

“Not so good morning for you,” she replies, eyeing me as I sat down at my desk. “Did you even sleep at all last night?” she questions. 

I reply wordlessly by shaking my head. 

“I couldn’t,” I answer back. 

I have been agitated since last night after Baekhyun. His words still ringing in my head. 

The drawer… Sehun’s desk…

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You Already Are

Writer - @damndescendants

Requested - yes by @tohotforu0202 

Hey maybe a story with Harry hook where fem reader was born to like Peter Pan but she wasn’t wanted by them and so was sent to the Isle against her will so she’s learned to shut everyone out. Harry keeps trying to become friends with her and flirts and stuff and he keeps trying to break her walls, but is struggling to break them. Until finally reader breaks and can’t handle like the isolation and she finally grows to get Ether with Harry and possibly date? Thank you so much I love you a ton

Disclaimer - I do not own any of Descendants’ characters and/or ideas all credit goes to the creator and producers of Disney Descendants

Pairing - Harry Hook x Reader

Summary – Harry has been trying to break though (Y/N) Pan’s walls since they were young till one day he does and they tell each other the darkest parts of each other’s past.

Warning(s) - abuse, self-injury, cursing

Originally posted by ehdsisjado

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Teach Me (Dwalin x Hobbit!Reader)

Fandom: The Hobbit 

A/N: Hi guys! It’s been a while since I posted a long imagine like this one! I’m sorry for the lack of updates but I hope that you forgive me :) I added a little touch of romance in this one, I hope it’s okay with the request. 

Request: Requested by @weirdnewbie ;) “I wanted to request a one shot with Dwalin. Reader could be Bilbo’s twin but she’s more Tookish ans she wants Dwalin to train her so she could be more prepared, he refuses but eventually gives in when she starts her surprise attacks on him.” 

Words: 3165

Originally posted by middle-earth-journeys

You sighed as you watched the company of dwarves - and hobbits - move forward on their ponies. Being the smallest of all your companions you had to ride before your twin brother on his pony. Even if you had strongly complained about it you could not compete with the dwarves’ stubbornness. Moreover, when it was actually the leader of the company who gave you the order. Thorin Oakenshield was a scary dwarf in your opinion and you were sure that Bilbo thought exactly the same. You remembered the frighten look your twin brother wore on his features as the dwarf king circled him and questioned him back at Bag End. You giggled slightly, trying to stay quiet and discreet but Bilbo moved from behind you to try to look at your face.

“What is making you giggle like that, little sister?” Bilbo asked genuinely interested.

His question caught the attention of Gandalf who was riding his horse next to your pony. The wizard looked at you with a gentle smile as you shook your head and waved your hand at your brother to dismiss his question. However, the other dwarves who were riding near your pony were not ready to drop the subject.

“Come on lass, tell us what made you laugh!” You heard Bofur say from behind you.

“Is it a joke? I like jokes!” You heard Kili ask as you rolled your eyes.

“Come on little lady, tell us!” Fili said, joining his brother by your side.

“It’s nothing… Really. I was lost in my thoughts, nothing more.” You said with a small smile, turning your head to glare at Bilbo. “And I am not your little sister, we are twins so we have the same age.” You said and pouted your lips, earning a laugh from the dwarves around you.

“I was the first one so it makes me the oldest.” Bilbo argued playfully. You groaned and crossed your arms before your chest.

“I’m the one who has more Took blood in my veins anyway, so shush.” You said, earning another wave of laughers from the dwarves and a smirk from Gandalf.

The afternoon went on like this, you made small chatters with your brother or with your new dwarf friends who seemed to be really interested in Hobbits’ traditions. You smiled as you heard Bilbo yet again complain about his back hurting because of the pony. Gandalf answered something that you couldn’t quite understand as your mind drifted once again. Your eyes trailed up to the front of the company to look at Thorin and Dwalin (the leader’s best friend and best warrior), they seemed to be deep in conversation with each other. Thorin nodded his head at something Dwalin had said and then looked ahead. Your eyes suddenly trailed up upon Dwalin, the dwarf was tall for a dwarf and you could see that he was great fighter by the way he held himself. He was always aware of his surroundings, always ready to fight if something attacked the company. His entire body was made to fight, covered with strong muscles and scars from his previous battles.

You smiled suddenly, deciding that you had found the dwarf who will teach you how to fight. After all, if you were to follow Thorin Oakenshield’s company to reclaim their homeland, you might as well learn how to fend for yourself. You would prove to Dwalin that you were no gentle folk who couldn’t fight or face danger with courage. You were half Took and ready to prove it.

“What do you have in mind, (Y/N)?” Bilbo asked, this time just above a whisper, as he followed your eyes.

“I’m going to ask master Dwalin to teach me how to use a sword.” You answered proudly, making Bilbo sigh.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea? I mean, he’s almost as scary as Thorin.” Bilbo said, his voice almost seemed weak.

“My dear brother… I do not fear Thorin nor Dwalin. They are dwarves not some kind of demons.” You said as you chuckled slightly at your brother’s antics.

“Well… if you say so.” Bilbo answered doubtfully, making you laugh even more.

“Aye lass! This time you have to tell us about this joke that is making you laugh so much!” You heard Bofur’s voice call from behind your pony once more, the other dwarves agreeing loudly. You rolled your eyes but blushed as you noticed Thorin and Dwalin’s eyes on you from the front of the company.

The night came quickly upon the wooden lands of Middle-Earth and you were thankful because your back was actually aching from the long ride on your pony. You started to understand why Bilbo complained about it so much. The Dwarves had already built the camp for the night and Bombur was cooking dinner upon the fire Bofur had started. You decided to help the cook with the stew and take that opportunity to talk to Dwalin – who was already on watch - when you’ll bring him his share of the food. Bilbo was sitting next to Gandalf, talking about his books yet again when Bofur handed you a steaming bowl of stew gesturing toward Dwalin’s back with his other hand.

“Here lass, could you give this to Dwalin over there?” He asked you with a kind smile.

“Of course!” You answered and took the bowl from Bofur’s hands carefully.

The nice dwarf smiled at you before turning back to Bombur and you turned around swiftly to walk in Dwalin’s direction. You took a deep breath in and tried to calm your beating heart as you approached the grumpy dwarf. You could do this, you were a Took! You could do this. You stopped next to the huge rock he was sitting on and tried to smile without showing your nervousness.

“Mister Dwalin? Here, I have your dinner.” You said, catching the warrior’s attention. Dwalin looked at you briefly then down at the bowl. He bowed his head slightly and took the bowl from your hands.

“Thank you, lass.” He said in his deep and rough voice. You smiled and watched as he dived into his dinner without another look in your direction.

However, you didn’t leave his side and waited awkwardly with your hands nervously folded behind your back. Your eyes quickly dropped to your hobbit feet when Dwalin stopped eating to look at you with a raised eyebrow.

“You need something else lass?” Dwalin asked, leaning his elbows over his tights while observing your odd behavior.

“Well…” You started weakly but suddenly looked up in his eyes and held your chin high trying to look confident. “I wanted to ask for your help, master dwarf.” Dwalin tried to look at you seriously but he secretly felt amused by your cute semblance of confidence.

“My help? With what exactly?” He answered, leaning more curiously in your direction. Your hand went up to fiddle with your golden curls.

“Well, you see I’ve been thinking and observing a lot these pasts few days and I have come to the conclusion that you are probably the most experienced warrior of the company. I mean, Thorin and you are the probably at the same…”

“Lass! Slow down, slow down!” Dwalin cut your rant with an amused chuckle. You closed your mouth and blushed once again. “What do you want exactly?” You bit your lips and looked at him.

“I wanted to ask you to teach me how to fight with a sword. I want to be able to fend for myself.” You blurted out, waiting for him to answer. Dwalin straightened his back and looked at you with annoyance.

“No.” He answered harshly and looked back down at his stew.

“Thank you! I think we could… wait what?” Your eyes widen as your brain processed his answer.

“I said no.” Dwalin said once more, not even bothering to look at you.

“But… Why? I don’t understand. I need to know how to fight! Please mister Dwalin!” You tried as you took a step closer to catch his attention but the stubborn dwarf just shook his head in denial.

You stood before him for several painfully quiet seconds, the air thick with your frustration and his lack of interest. Your face turned red with annoyance and you decided to storm back to camp.

“Enjoy your dinner, master dwarf.” You said harshly before leaving Dwalin alone on his rock. A few faces followed you as you quickly made your way toward Bilbo and sat next to him on your bedroll. Even Thorin looked at you with slight amusement and compassion as he knew how Dwalin could be infuriating sometimes.

“I told you it wasn’t a good idea, (Y/N).” Bilbo told you, making you groan and lay on your bedroll facing the other way.

“I don’t need you to annoy me even more, Bilbo.” You muttered, making your brother and Gandalf chuckle at your grumpy behavior. You closed your eyes in annoyance and decided to have an early night. However, your tookish mind woke you up quickly as an idea popped up into your brain. If the dwarf wasn’t willing to teach you, you would make him.

Morning came too quickly for your liking but you forced yourself to get up before the rest of the company. Indeed, Thorin and Gandalf were already awake and smoking their pipes but the other dwarves were still sleeping, including Dwalin. You smirked and stretched your arms before brushing your thick blanket off your legs and quickly packed your belongings back into your backpack. Gandalf watched as you swiftly and without a noise made your way towards them. You gave them a smile and told them that you needed some “lady time” alone, even if Thorin protested about the woods being too dangerous for a small lady like you, you made your way through the trees and waited behind a bush. Your eyes were glued to Dwalin as he started to wake up and you smirked. The strong dwarf rose from his bedroll with a groan and started to stretched, that is when you took your sword from its sheath and bolted out of the bushes toward Dwalin, the dwarf tuned around and with a shout you swung your sword in his direction. Dwalin’s axe blocked your attack with ease and you wondered how he managed to reach for his axe that quickly. Dwalin’s eyes were wide open and a few other dwarves were on their feet ready to fight, including Thorin and Gandalf.

“What in Mahal’s name were you thinking?” Dwalin shouted angrily and pushed his axe out of the way, making you fall on the ground. Bilbo, who was now wide awake, ran to your aid as the other dwarves started to laugh.

“I’m attacking you by surprise.” You answered as you took Bilbo’s hand to get back on your feet.

“I saw that yes! It was stupid I could have kill you!” Dwalin shouted again, ready to get in your face. You marched in his direction and held his glare.

“Were you afraid for my safety master dwarf?” You asked defiantly. “Maybe if I knew how to fight and defend myself you wouldn’t have to bother worrying about me?” You said with your hands on your hips. Dwalin observed you but his cheeks flushed slightly.

“Me, Worrying about a helpless little hobbit?” He scoffed and turned around to escape your eyes. You smirked, content with his reaction and followed Bilbo to his pony not paying attention to the lecture he was giving you.

It was noon when Thorin decided to take a short break to let the ponies rest. Fili and Kili had asked you why you had attacked Dwalin and they were now agreeing to help you with your little game. They thought that you wanted to prank the grumpy dwarf and everyone knew that the young Durins were always up for a good old prank. Bilbo was highly against it but you couldn’t care less, he had always been the more reasonable one of the two.

“So, we’re going to distract him.” Kili said as he patted your shoulder warmly. You nodded your head and smiled at the young dwarf.

“But you’ll only have one chance, lass.” Fili added.

“I know, I’ll try my best.” You answered, making the two brothers grin. They looked at each other, nodded their head at the same time then walked in Dwalin’s direction.

“Mister Dwalin!” Kili called, making the bald dwarf turn around with a frown. You quickly turned around to pat your pony’s mane, faking innocence as you heard Fili and Kili talk to Dwalin.

You smirked and turned around to see if the dwarf could see you but you only saw his back. You took this as your opportunity to run towards him.

“Oh, here we go again, lads!” Bofur said rather loudly as he got up to watch your new attempt.

You let out yet another cry but this time you jumped on Dwalin’s back, trying to make him fall over but the dwarf didn’t even move an inch. You were just clinging to Dwalin, your legs around his middle and your arms trying to choke him helplessly. The air was thick with awkwardness and silence for several seconds before the entire company burst out laughing. You were still trying to choke the dwarf, not accepting your defeat as you heard Dwalin’s voice shout once again.

“By my beard, (Y/N), get off my back!” That sentence alone made the company laugh even more and you couldn’t help but chuckle yourself. You jumped down on the floor, finally accepting the fact that it wasn’t the best idea you have had to jump on the dwarf’s back. After all he was way too strong and you were way to light to make him stumble.

“What is it all about, lass?” Balin’s voice asked from behind you as Dwalin pointed his finger at you ready to lash out. You turned around and shrugged your shoulders at the old dwarf, smiling innocently. Balin smirked knowingly and you quickly made your way next to your brother.

“(Y/N), come back here!” You heard Dwalin shout at you but you quickly hide behind Gandalf, laughing as Thorin barked his order to get back on the road.

Days passed and you were still trying to attack Dwalin over and over. The company found it really entertaining but it was getting on Dwalin’s nerves and also on Thorin’s. The company was once again stopping for the night and you saw an opening to attack Dwalin once again. Suddenly, as you slowly got up from your log around the fire, Thorin appeared before you. He had a disapproving look on his face and his arms were crossed over his broad chest.

“Miss Baggins, I think Dwalin had enough of your pranks for today.” The king said, trying to stop you and give his friend some rest. You sighed and looked up the king.

“Those are not pranks but humble attempt to attack master Dwalin. I want to show him that I can be worth of his time and consequently earn his respect so he would agree to teach me how to fight properly.” You told Thorin, hoping that if you told him the truth he would somehow understand.

Thorin raised an eyebrow at you and sat next to you on the log. “You could have asked someone else if you really wanted to learn how to fight, lass.” He said rather nicely, you suspected that your height and the cute features of hobbits played in your favor but you brushed it off quickly.

“I can’t. It became like a challenged to me now. It’s a question of honor. I have to convince Dwalin that I’m not helpless.” You answered, looking down at your feet. Thorin sighed as he observed you then looked back at his friend who was once again on watch.

“Alright then. I think he’s going to give in to you anyway.” The king suddenly said, making you look up at him with widen eyes. Thorin smirked then got up to talk to Balin, leaving you stunned and confused. You quickly shook the feeling away and focused on your prey. You stood silently and walked towards Dwalin with your dagger in your hand, the company didn’t see you as you creep in Dwalin’s back. You almost got to him when his voice stopped you.

“Don’t even think about it, lass.” You groaned and put your dagger away before you sat next to the bald dwarf on the huge rock he was using as a chair.

“How did you know that I was there?!” You asked and pouted your lips. Dwalin chuckled and tuned his head to look at your cute little face. The serious dwarf wouldn’t admit it but his heart clenched for you and seeing you taking all those risks to force him to teach you how to fight scared him to death.

“I just know.” Dwalin answered and tuned back to watch over the woods. You sighed and a sad expression crossed your face as you knew that you had once again failed. Dwalin would never give up.

“I’m helpless…” You muttered as you clenched your hands into tiny fists. Dwalin looked at you, his dark eyes softening upon you. He could see the sadness in your eyes, still he could also see courage, persistence and strength. Dwalin sighed and turned his gaze to look ahead.

“Fine!” He said, making you jump in surprise and stare at him.

“What do you mean?” You asked hopefully.

“I’ll teach you how to fight. But on one condition!” You nodded your head in excitement, happiness filling your heart as you felt ready to jump around. “No whining, no complaining, no crying. You listen to me and you stop your daily attacks!” He said seriously. You nodded your head again and jumped on your feet.

“Yes, I promise! Don’t worry!” You said in a high-pitched voice.

“Fine then, we’ll start tomorrow.” Dwalin said and smiled slightly at you. Then, you couldn’t help it. You jumped at his neck and hugged him tightly, squealing before kissing his cheek to thank him.

“Thank you mister Dwalin! Thank you so much!” You said as you pulled away and ran in Bilbo’s direction to tell him that you would start your training tomorrow. Little did you know that behind you, Dwalin was touching his cheek in awe. His heart was beating fast and hard against his chest as he watched you from afar. Dwalin knew that he was hooked and as he turned around to watch over the woods, he made a promise to himself that he would protect you with his life if he had too.

“Did you really kiss Dwalin?” You heard Bilbo’s voice from next to you as you laid in your bedroll that night, trying to sleep desperately.

“Bilbo!” You reprimanded him and kicked him hardly.  

{Special} College!AU JB
  • major: ancient history 
  • minor: latin 
  • sports: men’s lacrosse 
  • clubs: latin tutoring, classic film club
  •  looks cold an unapproachable because he’s always reading an intimidating looking book about the history of ancient greece and like he’s known as the hot older classman who can understand and speak latin fluently and apparently even a bit of Spanish?? And everyone whose ever had a class with him rants about how smart he is and how scary it is because how the hell does he know,,,,,,,,,,,,everything
  • jb in reality isn’t cold and he’s always reading because that’s his major: to read and learn about the ancient world
  • his friend youngjae tried to explain it to jb that like jb just knows all this stuff normal people probably don’t even comprehend and jb just frowns like “understanding the roots of modern day politics and society all stem from learning about ancient empires-“ and youngjae is like “see! when you talk like that it’s scary…….”
  • jb was still like ???? because to him knowing random dates and historical events that defined the renaissance is like casual small talk but apparently that isn’t true to everyone else (which is a shock to him, amazingly)
  • but aside from people not wanting to approach him because of his demeanor there’s also the fact that he’s Hot and the entire campus knows it
  • like he’s super smart, sophisticated, and also……handsome beyond words
  • the whole silk black button down shirt unbuttoned at the top and slim framed glasses + one long earring and simple silver rings that he wears he like 
  • looks like he came off the pages of a high class fashion magazine not…….the campus library………..
  • but yet you become acquainted with him through kind of uncomfortable circumstance see you’re sitting, minding your own business probably sobbing silently to yourself about an upcoming project in the quiet study part of the library 
  • when suddenly this person keeps trying to grab your attention
  • and when you look up you can only roll your eyes because it’s the gross dude that’s been chasing after you since you set foot onto campus like he saw you at orientation and tried to get your number blah blah and like you’ve turned him down countless times but he like Does Not Get It and it’s annoying
  • and like you really don’t need this now when you’re stressed enough as it is
  • so you’re like “please, go away.”
  • but ofc this douchebag doesn’t listen and keeps trying to whisper something at you and like suddenly he starts saying really…….Creepy things and honestly you’re getting scared
  • and like you don’t want to cause a scene because you’re in the silent study room and like already some students are throwing you glares because the dudes being loud
  • but also you don’t want to get up and leave because he’ll just follow you and soon enough you feel like crying a bit because now he’s like moved to sit beside you and you’re like leaning away in your chair, so much so that an inch more and you’ll fall out
  • and like you seriously can’t believe this is happening to you right now when suddenly you hear an unfamiliar voice go “come here.” and like you look up to see this tall, striking student standing in front of you
  • in one hand he has a copy of “The Rise and Decline of Macedonia” and he’s got this piercing stare that basically makes the creep that was bothering you jump up in his seat 
  • and for a second you’re like ,,,,he’s not talking to me is he?? but the boy just motions to you to get up and you’re like
  • my mom taught me not to trust strangers but trusting this (very handsome) stranger seems 100% better than staying with this creep who just won’t let up
  • so you like gather your things and stand but then the creep like grabs your arm and you wanna wrench it away but mysterious hot boy who is your savior now i guess literally puts his hand on the creeps arm and he’s like “ i will break every bone in your body if you don’t let go of them right now.”
  • and the creep like huffs like “yEAh right like you co-”
  • and the boy leans closer and he’s like “i know medieval torture techniques, wanna test me?”
  • and in that moment you swear you’ve never seen anyone look as terrified as the creep who wouldn’t leave you alone and he literally like melts into a puddle of fear while the mysterious boy just straightens up, takes your hand, and walks you out of there like nothing just happened
  • and outside you’re like “um- um tha-thank you i - um your name?” 
  • and he doesn’t look back, just tugs you along the campus and answer in this low voice; “jb.”
  • and you’re like “thank you jb, but um where are you takin-”
  • and he turns around all of a sudden, so fast you practically walk right into his back and he’s like “that creep, he’s been bothering you for a long time right?” and you shift back and forth and you’re like “yeah, but it’s ok-”
  • but jb like clicks his tongue like “is it ok? because it don’t look ok back in the library. if i wasn’t there would you have been able to do anything?” and you’re kinda like at a loss for words because like yeah you wanna be like of course!! i can fend for myself!! but at the same time in that moment when you were being harassed you’d frozen up and like if jb hadn’t put an end to it-
  • but you like look away and jb kind of sense he wnet to far with his tone and he’s like “im sorry. it’s just, ive seen him bothering you before. i have lacrosse campus outside of the english department and i see you come out and he’s always hanging around you and it annoys me because i can see you don’t like it.”
  • and you kinda like you’re like ,,,that’s true but also your heart kinda skips because like has ??? he been like watching you??? someone as handsome as him……….is this a dream
  • but you shake it off and you’re like “i don’t like it, and ive reported it but no one does anything so i just put up with it.” and jb frowns and you kind of try to force out a laugh because you don’t want him to worry
  • but jb is like out of the blue like “how about this - how about i walk you from class now on?”
  • and you’re like ?@??@!? wHA ??? and jb looks dead serious he’s like “no really, that asshole irks me the way he won’t lay off and i really think the only approach left is for someone to be there to scare him off.”
  • and like you agree, but you’re also like “jb i just met you, we aren’t even friends, what would make you want to do such a big favor like that for me?”
  • and jb just clams up a little and like you swear you see some pinkness in his cheeks or soMETHINg and jb is like !!!!!!! “ i just…..i just…….my friend junior is an ethics major and he’s always going on about how wrong the world is and seeing that creep think he’s entitled to keep bothering you like it got me thinking that i could at least maybe help stop that-”
  • and he’s rambling now and his dark, stern cold eyes are darting back and forth in cute embarrassment and you’re like ,,,,, wELL if you INSIST 
  • and that’s how you get hot, aloof mysterious ancient history major jb to kinda be like your bodyguard
  • and you tell him that your class ends at like 6:00 tomorrow and he’s like ill be there and you say your goodbyes and when you’re like in your dorm your roommate’s like so whats up
  • and you’re like “do you know a guy named jb?” and your roommate’s eyes widen like “oF COURSE I KNOW JB he’s in my archaeology of rome class and he’s sOOOooOO dreamy!!! WHY??” and you kind sink into your blankets like “…..he’s offering to walk me from my classes……” and your roommate close to like jumpS on you like WHAT TELL ME THE DETAILS 
  • and so like you go to your class with butterflies in your stomach and you’re like @ yourself like calm!!! down!!! this doesn’t mean anything jb is just a nice person
  • and when the time reaches 6 you shyly like wait outside on the corner near the building and you look up from your book to see jb there and instead of his usual jeans, button down shirt and glasses he’s got his lacrosse uniform on and his sweaty hair is in his face and he’s like “hey, sorry i just came from practice. is that creep around?” and you’re like sohidgdvjfla jkjkjk you’re like “nO!!! haven’t seen him!!” and jb smiles and you’re like holy shit am i looking at god
  • and he smiles and like a group of girls off to the side probably start screaming and you’re like ??? and jb’s like “they’re always there. idk how to get rid of them.” and you’re like omg jb you have a fanclub and he’s like what no way and you’re like smile. and he’s like what and you reach up to like pinch his cheek and be like smile!! and jb kinda reddens and you’re also like oh - oh my god im sorry i didn’t - i - and jb’s like no no it’s ……ok 
  • and you two shyly like look down and the fanclub is probably like seething but whatever this is you and jb’s au moving on
  • and so jb picks you up from class for the rest of the week and everytime all your friends gather at a distance to gwack at him and you’re like guys dont!! but they’re like DUDE YOU GOT THE MOST UNATTAINABLE GUY ON CAMPUS TO bASICalLY PROTECT YOU and you’re like ahdf SHHHH
    and each time jb just becomes more and more handsome like once he was early and was just leaning against the wall with earphones in, sipping an iced coffee and he looked like a movie star you couldn’t believe he was a real person
  • and then the youngjae accident happens
  • as in jb comes to pick you up and next to him is this smiling cute boy that excitedly introduces himself as “jb’s bestest best friend” and his name is youngjae and like before you get to your dorm youngjae is like “hey, let’s all go out to eat!! mark and jackson texted me that they’re already at our usual place, what you say?” and he’s like leaning over to you and you’re like ??? you’re inviting me and he’s like oF COUrse silly, let’s go!!! and you’re like UM and jb is like yOUNGJAE I SWEAR
  • but somEHOW you end up eating dinner and you meet the rest of jb’s friends who are all much more colorful and loud minus the english major mark who sticks to just eating the whole time LOL
  • but as you’re going back to the campus, and mark is trying to carry a tipsy jackson on his back and jb is apologizing to you for his friends youngjae is like
  • “hey, jb you should invite your significant other more often!! they’re so cute and funny!!” 
  • and you and jb are like : SIGNIFICANT OTHER????
  • and youngjae’s like yEAH ive never seen jb so in love with someone and you’re like WHAgjsedfw and jb is like youngjae. you’re dead. im gonna smother you in your sleep. say goodbye- and probably starts chanting some curse in latin
  • but not the point
  • after what youngjae says jb actually finally gets the guts to ask you out on a real date, like you know after he picks you up from class
  • and it’s cute you guys go to a museum screening of a  documentary on rome and jb chats excitedly about it and you might not know half the terms he’s using but seeing him smile so much literally melts your heart into 23124 pieces
  • and after that well you know ITS HISTORY (i couldn’t resist)
  • you still get walked from class by jb except this time he gives you greeting kisses and like you have his hands around your waist while you two walk
  • and the entire campus is up in flames over you two
  • but you and jb just like enjoy each others company
  • and jb gets into the habit of comparing you to beautiful art pieces from the past and you’re like oh my god and i swear jb probably refereed to you as like an ethereal being once to youngjae and like youngjae never lets him live it down
  • at the campus Halloween party yall went as a mythical couple flower crowns, togas, you know all of it and it was literally the cutest couple costume ever (you guys made the college newspaper)
  • and jb loves just having you listen to him study latin out loud and you compliment how beautiful he sounds and he’s like what no;;;; and you’re like “jb you sound like a young scholar from the past” and he’s like aG?hfkow but he loves the praise. he loves it
  • jackson: “cupid really got you jb, didn’t he???” 
  • jb: “jackson you have three seconds to run.”
  • you and jb staying in to watch old movies but also jb takes you out dancing to one of the clubs in town and boYYYY  does he know how to GRINDDDD 
  • you and jb plan a study abroad to greece because it’s been his dream since he entered college and im not saying anything but you two + a hotel balcony + some wine + you know where im going with this 
  • jb getting you roses the morning after and also sneaking past the teacher whose supposed to be on guard duty LOL
  • but yes you and jb just cuddle together and you’re always in his lap with your hands around his neck, he loves when you kiss up his jawline
  • and that creep? the one that was bothering you from before? well one look at jb and he RUNS the opposite direction at the speed of light
  • and not even jb, the rest of college!got7 like corners him one day and is like: if you touch the love of jb’s life of jb - we will make sure to end you.
  • in conclusion: you and jb sharing eskimo kisses as mark makes a gagging face in the background GOODNIGHT