I neeeeed more flirty Jeff imagines!!!! Maybe with a kiss at the end? The rest is completely up to you😘
Can you please please please do a part two to hey princess.
do a fluffy Jeff but please don’t let him die
for the jeff atkins imagines can i get one for his and the readers first date. like they go to rosie’s or the movies. anything really as long as it’s super fluffy. thank youuuu
You saw Jeff waiting by your locker at the end of the day.
“Finally” he said with a smile.
“Aw, poor Atkins. He thought I wasn’t coming” you mocked. Jeff laughed. Oh, God, that laugh…
“Actually, yes. I was afraid you could change your mind about this” you smiled, he was so cute.
“Of course no. I’m ready, are we walking to Monet’s or…?”
“My car. Follow me to the parking lot, princess” he said with a funny voice, making you laugh.
The journey to Monet’s was really nice. You discovered that he was a huge fan of Oasis, just like you and you learned that his favourite song was ‘Don’t look back in anger’. Then you two had a playful argument because he said Liam was better than Noel.
“C’mon, Jeff. Noel is the one who wrote most of the songs. He is a lyrical genius” you said while exiting the car.
“Princess, I really like you but Liam Gallagher is God to me, so you have to stop or you are gonna break my heart” he said, opening the door for you.
“Oh, who knew that Jeff Atkins could be a gentleman? But if you think it’ll help, stop trying. Noel is the best one” Jeff let out a loud laugh.
“You are gonna be the death of me, Y/N”
You two found a place to sit in the corner. Monet’s was full of people from the school and you really didn’t want rumours about you and Jeff dating to spread. The corner was perfect.
“I’m gonna order. What do you want, princess?” he asked.
“Coffee and cake for me please” You said with a sweet smile. He smiled back at you and went to order. You were feeling relaxed in the car but now you were starting to feel nervous. Really fucking nervous.
You’re in a date with Jeff Atkins. Jeff, your crush since you were around ten years old. You never thought you’d ever have a chance with him but here you were. C’mon Y/N, do not screw this up.
“What are you daydreaming about? Don’t tell me you’re already fantasising about me naked, Y/L/N?” you were so lost in your own thoughts that you didn’t sae him come back from the till.
“Stop dreaming, Atkins”
“You always say that. What do have against dreams, huh?” he joked.
“Actually, I’m always dreaming. My mum says I should be more realistic” you explained. You were always daydreaming, most of the time about Jeff.
“Reality is overvalued” he said. You agreed.
“What’s your dream? he took a long breathe.
“I want to be a professional baseball player. But I don’t know if I’m good enough”
“Dude, you’re awesome at baseball” you said “I’ve seen you play. You should apply to Vanderbilt. They have the best baseball program in the country”
“How do you know so much about Vanderbilt?” he looked impressed.
“My dad loves baseball. We watch it together so I know a lot about it” you winked at him.
“Can we get married already?” you laughed.
The afternoon had passed quickly between jokes and laughs. You learned a lot about Jeff, he was really nice and he cared so much about his family and friends.
As the clock struck 7, you both knew that it was time to go home. Jeff parked outside your house but you didn’t move from your seat.
“So… I had a good time” “I lied” you both spoke at the same time. You looked at him confused
“When I told you that I only have one dream. I lied, I have two”
“Oh, okay. Well, what’s your other dream?”
“ To kiss you”
“Dreams should come true, don’t you think?” you smiled, getting closer to him. Jeff didn’t hesitate to lean it.
Kissing Jeff made you feel a mix of emotions. You felt something explode inside you, and its better than anything you could have ever imagine.
“God” he says as you two broke away “you are amazing”
“I know” you tried to play it cool but your hands were shaking and as soon as he noticed it, he took your hands into his and smiled.
“So.. what do you think about a second date, princess?”
“I say yes to that. And yes to the third and the fourth and…” he interrumped you with another kiss.
Hey, I was wondering if I could get an imagine… Recently I’ve been feeling really down, and one thing that helped me a lot was your imagines so… Can I request one, where the reader is feeling very down so all the pack (Scott, Lydia, Allison, Isaac, and Stiles) are trying to help her feel better? Something cute and funny, but something special with Stiles (since he’s my favorite character ever) It would make my day! Thanks for all your hard work, I love you 💕
Today has sucked. Actually, all week’s kinda sucked. I made my way down the busy high school hallway, finding my last class and plopped down in my desk. Stiles came in like the ball of energy he is, as he sat beside me.
“What’s wrong Y/N?” he asked with concern.
“Nothing, just tired” I replied. It wasn’t technically a lie, I was tired, but after the crappy week I had been having, I just want to go home and sleep the whole weekend. The only thing I can focus on is my yearning to leave. The noises and bustling of students just made the day worse. The bell rang and I was up and out of my seat as fast as possible.
I didn’t look back as I heard the sound of my friends call my name from the corridor. I rushed to my car and sped all the way home. As soon as I got there, I dropped all my stuff in my room and headed for the bathroom. Maybe a hot shower will help wash away the week.
Y/N hasn’t been acting right all week and I am determined to fix it. I met up with the rest of the pack after school so we could come up with a plan.
“Look guys, something’s up with Y/N” I began
“Yeah, Y/N’s been really distant lately” Allison said
“She doesn’t answer any of my texts either, we should do something nice for them” Lydia added.
“Alright, I’ve got an idea.. Here’s the plan” I explained.
As I stepped out of the shower, I heard my phone ding from the other room. I saw Lydia’s name flash across the screen with a text that said “Pack meeting at Stiles’ house ASAP”. My heart sped up at the urgency of her text, but at least it didn’t say hospital.
I pulled on a pair of jeans, threw on a sweatshirt and my vans before heading out the door. This isn’t what I wanted to do with my Friday night.. I was planning to curl up and watch Netflix all night to block out my problems but unfortunately that didn’t go as planned. I pulled up to Stiles’ house, seeing everyone else’s cars here, I must be the last one to arrive.
I take a deep breath as I prepare myself to go inside. I loved my friends, don’t get me wrong, but the last thing I want to do when I feel like this is sit through hours of a pack meeting. I compose myself enough to look halfway decent as I walked up to the door, letting myself in.
I looked around the Stilinksi living room and what I see makes me smile. Allison and Lydia were setting out tons of fuzzy blankets, Scott and Isaac came out from the kitchen with tons of snacks and Stiles was shuffling through movies.
“Surprise!” They yelled, when they finally saw me.
“This doesn’t look like a pack meeting” I said in surprise, a small giggle leaving my mouth.
“We noticed you’ve been a little down lately and we wanted to help” Allison smiled.
“Who’s idea was this?” I laugh, “I love it”.
“All Stiles’ idea” Scott said with a smirk. I looked over to the blushing Stiles and made my way over to give him a hug.
“Thank you” I whispered into his ear “I really needed this”.
“Anything for you” he replied, his eyes locked on mine.
Our moment broke as Isaac burst in with “Let’s get this party started!’. We all ate pizza until we couldn’t eat anymore. The rest of the night continued with lots of snuggling (especially next to Stiles) as we watched my favorite movie. As the night came to a close, I stayed back to help Stiles clean up. When we were finished, he walked me to the door and stopped.
“Thank you again Stiles, you always know how to cheer me up” I said. Our eyes locked once again as I saw his eyes glance down at my lips, then back up at me. His hand came to cheek as our lips met. We stood there for what seemed like forever before breaking apart.
“Anything for you”.
Writer’s Note: Thank you for the request anon, I hope you love it! Requests are open. -M
hi! what are some of your favorite period drama pieces?
Emma (2009): God-tier. The best Austen adaptation. The best Austen hero. I die every time.
Pride and Prejudice (2005): Obviously. I prefer the movie to the series, but if you’re looking for straight up accuracy and exhaustive detail, BBC is the way to go
Room With a View (1985): Good vibes af. EM Forster is a gem. (I haven’t seen Maurice, yet, but if you like this check out that movie. Also Maurice is Gay, so.)
Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell (2015): Regency era magic English history AU. Kinda different from the book, but still very good.
A Little Princess (1995): Alfonso Cuaron directed this movie. I haven’t seen it for a while, but I remember doing some interesting things with race and colonialism. It’s really sweet, though I remember the end departing from the book somewhat.
Wuthering Heights (2011): Okay, so I have a Lot of opinions on the failure of the film/TV industry to adapt Wuthering Heights properly, but this movie at least makes Heathcliff a person of color (FINALLY) and captures the tone perfectly. If you’re looking for an adaptation of the complete novel, the 1992 movie isn’t too bad.
Jane Eyre(2011): It’s Jane Eyre. The movie is really pretty. The 2006 version is pretty popular, but I’ve never seen it.
Marie Antoinette (2006): The French Revolution with a rad soundtrack
North & South (2004): Pride and Prejudice but with northern accents and a lot more death.
Atonement (2007): I saw this movie when it came out and I’ve been fucked up ever since
Belle (2013): Admittedly, I haven’t seen this but I know I’m gonna like it
Turn (2014): Pretty white, but if you’re at all into the American Revolution, this is a good series. Ben Tallmadge is h*t.
Death Comes to Pemberley (2013): Jane Austen fanfic; murder mystery AU. Fun but don’t take it too seriously.
Mansfield Park (1999): Okay, I actually do Not like Mansfield Park At All, but Jonny Lee Miller is in this and I think it’s the one adaptation that actually makes Austen’s discussion of race and Empire in the novel explicit.
Shakespeare in Love (1998): Is cheesy af, but fun especially if you’re into Shakespeare
I’ve heard relatively good things about Fingersmith and The Handmaiden (which is based off the Sarah Waters book), but I haven’t seen either yet.
So I’m kind of new to the whole fujioshi world, and I was therefore very surprised when I started getting a lot of hate for liking things like Killing Stalking (KS).
People were calling me “disgusting,” “homophobic,” and a supporter of abusive relationships, and I just couldn’t understand why people were being so mean to the KS fandom (you can see I’m also kind of new to the internet, I have to admit I got into this social media thing a little late in my life). Therefore I kept involving myself in pointless arguments with a lot of people because I was tired of being called so many horrible things.
Finally, today I was scrambling through Tumblr and I saw this post about a gay man that, after showing affection to his partner on a public bus, two girls behind them started giggling and trying to get closer to the “yaoi” action. He wrote about how he felt offended because his partner and he were not there for these girls’ entertainment.
It was through this post that I finally understood why the LGBT community dislikes fujioshies so much: I really dislike it when female characters in anime, superhero movies, and social media in general, are portrayed in a sexual way in order to satisfy male audiences. I won’t judge you if you like those kinds of things, after all, it is fiction, but when those ideas begin to transfer into the real world, I get furious.
I am guilty of saying “I love gay people” and squealing when I see a gay couple in a street or restaurant. Therefore, I wanted to apologize to the LGBT community for objectifying you, especially gay people. I am going to continue being fujioshi and liking KS, however, I am going to be more conscious when it comes to separating fiction from reality.
However, I want to point out that the reason I realized my mistakes was not by being called “disgusting” and “homophobic,” it was by reading about someone’s experience and trying to understand how they feel. So you antis also need to change your way of communicating because cursing at people is just going to lead to more arguments.
Okay so I think I'm in love with Gaston from beauty and the beast I mean Luke Evans 😍😍... but then there's Bucky as well. Could u do a Bucky x reader where beauty and the beast is coming out in theaters and the reader is in love with gaston and Bucky gets hella jealous. Really cute and fluffy tho. Thanks ❤❤❤
Pairing: Bucky x Reader Fandom: MCU Warnings: none (unless you’ve never seen beauty and the beast and don’t know what happens to gaston, because if that’s the case, then, spoilers lol)
A/N: OH MY GOD, BATB WAS SOOOO FANTASTIC!!! I agree with you, gaston was amazing and luke evans was perfeeeect! this is really just some fluffy and funny piece. I enjoyed writing it so much!! hope you like it love <3
on, just this one time. I promise I won’t ever ask for anything ever
dramatically fell from your sitting position next to him face down
onto his lap, pretending to be devastated.
fingers ran through your hair.
know you’re only pretending, (Y/N). We’ve been in this relationship
let out an annoyed ‘Ugh’ and got on your knees.
just want you to use your Avenger title this once, so we can go to
the premiere of the movie! You know how much I loved ‘Beauty and the
Beast’ when I was younger!”
I loved all the effects and I thought the humor was great!
I really loved that song that the Beast sings…Evermore I think it’s called right?
However, there was one thing I noticed that kinda bothered me. Emma Watson’s singing voice definitely sounded digitally enhanced. I mean, I’ve never heard her sing but every time she sang in the movie it kinda sounded like a recording whereas everyone else it sounded like it was actually them singing. I mean, it didn’t sound completely different than her speaking voice so what I’m thinking is maybe she can sing just not as well as they were hoping maybe so they just kinda polished it a little to make her natural voice sound better.
Anyway, I really think that people were kind of over-exaggerating saying that she was totally awful and miscast.
Your year had started out a little different than the last. With the arrival of Veronica Lodge, and her friendship - you soon found a new confidence in yourself. And while you may have had a little bit different interests than the typical girl in Riverdale, there seemed to be a new glow around you.
Within the last few days in english class, you began to feel someone’s eyes on you. And with the pop of your head you would turn around and see no one staring. You shrugged it off while going back to the paper in front of you. However, you swear you could hear the faintest sigh that day.
After class you headed to your locker. You glanced at the inside of it, pictures of your favorite things staring back at you. Some pictures of some poets as well as a small flyer for Star Wars: A New Hope at the drive in, some pictures of friends - Veronica included, as well as mixture print outs of your favorite comics. As far as a small town like Riverdale was concerned - your tastes were a little out of the realm for a typical 16 year old girl.
I saw Robots in theaters, and, like most people who saw that movie, I promptly forgot everything about the movie roughly ten minutes afterwards.
Well, everything except this scene. I remember thinking, “Woah, holy shit this movie is finally getting cool” as this song came on, and was immensely disappointed that it only lasted fro half a minute as the movie got back into being bland and forgettable. This incongruous moment of Robots being cool for thirty seconds really stuck with me - I wanted more of that weird music.
Then, several years later, my older sister told me to check out the music of Tom Waits and I was profoundly changed. Then, a few years later still, I rediscovered that unusually good scene from Robots and realized that Tom Waits was the person behind that weird, awesome song.
So basically I’m saying I was a fan of Tom Waits before I knew I was a fan of Tom Waits.
I liked it. I will wait until a second viewing to say weather or not I loved it.
I went in with A LOT of reservations. I did enjoy Teen Titans vs. the Justice League, but still have really mixed feelings about DC’s choice to animate old storylines with totally new team rosters.
Perhaps it is rather unrealistic to hope for a full-blown 80’s experience with a studio that needs to sell current comics, but I desire it nonetheless. When it comes to the individual characters of that roster, and how they were portrayed, I was impressed.
Take it from me, Eddie is going to be a GREAT father to Iris Mary! I think I am one of his youngest fans (until Fantastic Beasts comes out anyway) and I have spent time with him twice! So let me tell you about how sweet and kind and funny he is.
I fell in love with Eddie’s freckles and his singing in Les Mis and my grandma helped me learn about him. I learned how smart he was and a good student, how he was an artist even though he is color blind, and I watched videos that showed how funny he is and very serious about his work. I saw his Marilyn movie and loved that. When we found out he was going to play Stephen Hawking I learned everything I could about Prof Hawking too and he became my biggest hero.
My grandma saved up so we could go to New York and see Theory of Everything early and Eddie and Felicity were going to be there. In case I met them I did a drawing of him and Felicity as Stephen and Jane that I could give him because I am interested in art like him. My grandma said not to count on it but maybe we would find someone who could give it to Eddie, and I was very lucky because I was going to hear him speak in person!!Then she found out he was going to be at an Apple store in New York so she saved us a place. Our plane was late and we got there late, but I walked in the store and could hear his voice!! We went upstairs to where he was speaking and it was full but people were nice and let me get a better look. At the end he was answering questions and I started raising my hand even though I was very nervous. The adults around me were pointing at me so I would get picked which was very nice and I was the last person to ask a question. My voice was wobbly but I asked if I could give him something and he was surprised and said yes so I went up and gave him my picture.
He got down to look at it and put his arm around me and said nice things including that it was ‘’genius art.’’ I couldn’t believe that!!!
I also wrote him a note on the back and told him that when I
was leaving and he made a joke that everyone laughed at.
Right after that he rushed away and I couldn’t get a selfie
that I wanted but everyone was very nice and wanted to know about my picture
and note so I stayed around to talk.
Good thing I waited! One of the people from the Apple store
came and got my grandmother and said Eddie wanted to meet the little girl who
did the picture so he took us into a room where Eddie was. My grandma stood
near but let me talk to him by myself. He asked my name and where I was from
and couldn’t believe I came all the way from Texas and that I knew so much
about him like him being color blind and going to Eton and Cambridge and being
an artist himself and all the music from Les Mis. He wanted to know all about
my picture and kept teasing me and laughing and he picked me up and whirled me
around. I felt like Cosette in Les Mis!! He came to talk to Grammy about my
picture and me and was surprised that I lived with her and thought she was nice
to bring me. He asked if she wanted to take a picture of him and me but she
said what Maria always really wanted was a selfie with you and gave him her
He took EIGHT selfies!!! He made silly faces and pointed at me. People
kept telling him he had to leave and finally he did but he hugged me again and
said thank you for your present and coming so far to see me. I felt like I had
been in a dream! The next night we saw the movie and heard Felicity, who is
very beautiful and funny, and him which was very special but nothing like my
meeting. I couldn’t imagine I would be seeing him again!!!
I also never imagined I would get to meet Stephen Hawking
who I call the smartest of the intelligent life in the universe. But Wired
Magazine in England had a contest to ask him a question and my grandma said I
should enter. The prize was to get to see Theory of Everything at a theater in
London and Stephen was going to be there with Eddie to answer questions. Grammy
and I had been reading the George books he writes for kids with Lucy his
daughter. So I sent a question asking if he would like to see his books made
into movies like Harry Potter and I also included a question asking Eddie if he
would like to star as the genius father Eric. Well they picked my question!!!
My Grammy and Grandpa and Dad all gave money to make sure Grammy and I could go
The theater was in Piccadilly and we got there very early on
a very very cold night so we wouldn’t miss anything. Only the people from the
movie studio and Wired were there and they were very nice and we waited by
ourselves. Pretty soon my grandma was looking and she said she saw some skinny
legs and big feet coming down the stairs. I think Eddie’s coming she said. He
was SO surprised to see me again and remembered me and asked what I was doing
in London and I told him and he couldn’t believe it!!! I had brought a picture
of him and me from New York and he signed it.
I asked if he still had my art
and he said I have it in my house. And the note too. He had to go talk to
people and guess what? I talked to the editor of Wired and he said he would let
me ask my own question if I asked it exactly the way it was written down
because Prof Hawking had already put the answer in his voice machine. And then
they took us to meet Prof Hawking and Lucy!!!
She gave me a whole set of their
books and she had autographed them and so did her dad! They put his thumb on a
pad of ink and put his thumbprint down for his autograph.
We got to hear his
voice saying, Testing, testing, testing, and he looked at a picture of him and
Lucy and I had drawn and we got pictures taken with them. Another time I felt
like I was dreaming!! Before we left I stopped being nervous and hugged Prof Hawking
and told him he inspires me. He makes me think anything is possible and I am
good at math and science because of him.
We went into the theater and there were 300 people there,
scientists and film people from Bafta. Finally I got to go up and ask my
question in front of all of them and Prof Hawking and Eddie!!! I wasn’t even
nervous. They both gave cool answers.
Then it was time to show the movie and they left. Bye Stephen
and Lucy and Eddie. But then I looked up and Eddie came back and gave me a big hug
and told me what a good job I did and how proud he was of me and how he hoped I
had fun in his city of London. My grammy said good luck on your wedding because
we knew he was getting married in a few days and he smiled.
So that is my Eddie stories. I know he is going to be a
great dad. He is like a big silly kid full of fun. He also made me feel very
proud of myself which is important. He makes me want to learn about people like
Stephen Hawking and Lili Elbe and to be good in school and believe in myself. He
is very special and thoughtful because he didn’t need to be so nice. I know you
want to know that he is also WAY more handsome in person, can you imagine? He
smells really good and looks perfect and his voice is like music!!!!! He is
also very tall and not just because I am short. He is way taller than my uncle who
is almost six feet tall.
Because of Eddie I am studying acting and singing and
dancing and my teachers think I am good. He is my friend and maybe some day I
will act with him! My dream is to be in one of the Fantastic Beasts movies
because I have read it and also 3 of the Harry Potter books.
I love to see Eddie’s movies but I hope he doesn’t work too
hard and that he is a good dad to Iris Mary. She is very lucky to have such a
cool dad!!! And I will be available for baby sitting in not too long!!!
I’ve shared with some of you that my granddaughter, Maria,
and I were blessed twice to spend time with Eddie – and once with Stephen
Hawking, through that connection. I’ve posted a couple photos and a bit of
information in the past but was hesitant to put out too much on what were very tender,
lovely, personal experiences. Lately, though, Maria has wanted to tell her story
– especially because she wants people to know how kind Eddie was to her, a
child, as he welcomes his first-born.
This blog (and accounts on Twitter and Instagram) were a
direct result of her devotion to him, and they have grown because of the warmth
and kindness I saw in him. (She takes an active role in helping select photos and giving ideas for postings.) He reacted so
sweetly to her gift to him in New York and gave her such personal attention.
The people at the Apple store told me it was the most genuine moment they had
ever seen with any of the dozens of celebrities they had hosted. (You can watch the video here – Maria is in the last few minutes. Later we
found out that he was going directly to a screening hosted by Hugh Jackman and
another event after that, yet he still took time with Maria.)
London was no different. He was patient, silly, a bit stern
when Maria asked about her art and note from NY (suggesting he didn’t remember
them – horrors!). Both times, he was incredibly generous to me, as well, and
sincerely grateful that I had enabled Maria to meet him and Dr. Hawking, which was extraordinary.
Pictures don’t lie. A freelance photographer and a
videographer captured Eddie’s heartfelt reactions to Maria in New York, and
when Wired sent me the photos they had taken of Maria asking her question to
Dr. Hawking and Eddie, everyone commented how he looked like her proud father. (The event was not recorded.)
So I’ve given in to let Maria write her first blog entry. I don’t think any of us have doubted that
Eddie will be a lovely father, but Maria has that intuition and innocence of a
I hope you enjoy her account. And yes – he’s even better
looking in person and smells wonderful. He shook my hand both times we met, and
he has the most delicate hands I’ve ever felt on a man – like his bones weigh
nothing. All the better to cradle a newborn tenderly.
Well I finally saw Beauty and the Beast which I have such a super important, controversial opinion on
it was okay but completely unnecessary
like, the movie really didn’t do anything for anyone. It added things that, in my opinion, no one needed because the writing for the original movie was just that good. It was solid, it didn’t need anything else TO it, so a lot of the stuff that ended up in the new was just kind…eh. Okay, then.
Also, the dress? The dress was the most disappointing part of that whole thing HOW DID YOU NOT GO ALL OUT ON FUCKING BELLE’S DRESS
ONE OF THE MOST ICONIC DRESSES EVER AND YOU DID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING I WANNA SMACK EVERYONE INVOLVED WITH THAT SHIT
request: Can you do a stiles imagine where he drops the XXL condom in class and beforehand he asked you to hang out after school and he was acting weird with Scott all day and looking at you/flirting. And when he drops it everyone stares at you in class???
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Stiles’ warm, eager brown eyes scanned the hallway for a glimpse of the all too familiar and exceptionally perfect body of Y/N Y/L/N. To Stiles, Y/N was the embodiment of everything wonderful in the world, she was sunshine in human form. And Stiles himself had the pleasure of calling her his, just as he was completely and utterly hers. He found her at her locker, like she always was at this point in the school day, and almost knocked over three students as he rushed toward her. He stopped in front of her locker, his hand on the small of her back as he came to a halt.
“Afternoon, gorgeous,” he smiled at Y/N, grin widening when he saw her smile back at him. “So, guess what?”
“Coach is finally letting you play in an actual game?”
“You’re getting butt implants? ‘Cause let’s face it that thing is looking a bit like a really flat pancake…”
“Y/N! No, I-”
“You’ve finally gotten over that super embarrassing fear of scary movies so you’re going to take me to see Lights Out and you’re not gonna get scared and accidentally throw popcorn all over the people in back of us and get us kicked out of the theater during the coming attractions like last time?”
“Oh my god, Y/N, this is not the time for jokes. We both know I’m never going to see another movie again- that’s not even the point! Shush for a second, will ya, babe?” He asked, running his hands through his sloppily gelled hair, as he always did when he was becoming flustered. Y/N nodded at him, suppressing giggles behind her tight-lipped grin. Stiles took a deep breath, cracking another smile at her. “Anyways, my dad is staying very late at the station today. I’m talking seven o'clock late. Which means that you should come over. For alone time.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and she could no longer hold back her laughter.
“How can I resist that extremely sexy, albeit slightly odd, eyebrow thing you got going on?” Y/N replied, shutting her locker and smirking at Stiles. “I’m assuming hijinks are going to ensue, am I correct in this assumption?”
“Extremely correct, baby girl, ‘cause I’m already quite prepared.” He matched her smirk, taking her hand and gently moving her to the other side of the hallway in a corner where they were sure to have at least a minute of privacy. He fumbled with his shirt pocket, producing a shiny, blue square package from inside of it. “See, prepared. Think you can wait until after school this time?” He teased, placing the condom in the back pocket of his jeans and recalling a time when she had been so frustrated during class that she had practically shoved him out the door when the bell rang, dragging him to the nearest janitor’s closet.
“Shut up,” she mumbled, folding her arms and looking down at her sneakers, her face warm. “Stop bringing that up, geez.”
“I thought it was adorable, angel,” he said, tilting her chin up. “And very, very hot. You’re the hottest, most beautiful girl ever, you know that?” He leaned down to press a kiss to her soft lips, pulling away with a disappointed groan when the bell above their heads rang. “Aw, shit. I don’t wanna leave you,” he pouted playfully, giving her hand a soft squeeze.
“You’ll see me in an hour, babe, we can part for an hour. Look, there’s your boyfriend now. Bye, cutie,” Y/N gave him a quick, chaste peck on the cheek before walking quickly down the hallway, disappearing into the English classroom. Stiles sighed, turning to face Scott.
“You’re so in love with her, it’s adorable,” Scott cooed, clapping Stiles on the back as they made their way out into the courtyard, slamming their backpacks on the closet lunch table. “What are you doing after school?”
Stiles froze, eyes widening in fear. He fumbled around in his brain for an excuse, Scott watching with his eyebrows raised. “I- um, you know, gotta study and be a good student and do homework and definitely not let hijinks ensue while my dad isn’t home. Why you ask? What are you trying to say? Are you saying I can’t be a good student, because Lydia isn’t allowed to be the only one with good grades, okay, Scott? Get off my case, man!”
Scott blinked three times, confused. Stiles’ heart was pounding a million miles a minute, for reasons Scott didn’t understand. His question hadn’t been that hard to answer, had it? “Wait, what? I just wanted to know if we could hang out, but clearly there’s something else going on. Are you going to tell me or do I have to force it out of you later?”
Forced laughter, nervous and panicky, tumbled from Stiles’ lips. “Something else? You’re funny, Scott. Haha, hilarious. Oh, look at the time. I’m late for my appointment. Gotta blast,” he said, pretending to check his watch before grabbing his bag and darting off in the other direction, leaving a thoroughly confused and slightly scared Scott in the dust. His best friend sighed, shaking his head as he plopped open his textbook.
“The period just started, and he wasn’t even wearing a watch,” Scott mumbled to himself, rolling his eyes.
An hour later, Y/N was seated behind Stiles in Coach’s class, Scott next to him and casting him strange looks every few minutes, which Stiles blatantly ignored as the lesson droned on. Coach looked around the class, asking loudly, “Does anybody have a quarter? A quarter?” Stiles nodded to himself, happy that the could prove useful to Coach once and for all.
“Yep,” he said, reaching into his back pocket. Before he realized what he was doing, the condom packet flew out of his shaking hands, his mouth dropping open as the packet seemed to fall to the tiled floor in slow motion. He blinked at it, as if it would disappear if he closed his eyes hard enough. It landed quietly, and the entire class leaned over in their chairs to see what had fallen.
Every single student in the room turned to stare at Y/N, who was sinking lower and lower in her seat with each stare that came her way. Coach bent down, picking it up. “Stilinski… I think you, uh, you dropped this.” Coach glanced over at Y/N as well, causing her face to burn as she buried her head in her sweater. Stiles, mouth still agape, stuttered out a quiet and embarrassed apology, to which Coach paid no mind. Scott stared at Stiles with a grin on his face, even more amused than Coach. The silence of the class was broken by laughter, and it didn’t help that the entire class now knew what since condom Stiles Stilinski had to wear in order to have sex with Y/N Y/L/N.
When the attention was back on Coach’s obscure lesson, Stiles swiveled in his chair to face his girlfriend, who by now looked as if she were on the verge of murdering someone. “Baby, I-”
“All you had to do was get out a freaking quarter,” she said, shaking her head at him. “That’s all you had to do, Stilinski.”
“Well, at least now everyone knows I wasn’t lying about how big my-”
You had been a fan of the Dolan twins for as long as you can remember. You were quite possible their biggest fan. You had tumblr and twitter accounts dedicated to them, and you had met so many cool people through it all. All you wanted to do was to meet them and tell them how much they meant to you. You lived in LA and once you found out that they had officially moved in to their new place in LA, you made it your mission to meet them and tell them how much you loved them. You and a group of girls that you met on twitter, who also lived in LA, went out one night to a place that you heard that the twins would be out. You searched high and low for just the smallest glimpse of them.
“Look, is that Grayson?!” One of your friends called. You looked in the same direction and noticed that it was in fact Grayson.
“It is, it is!” You cheered.
“Ethan has to be around here somewhere then.” Another friend said. You and your group made your way over to Grayson who was just standing there aimlessly on his phone and not paying attention.
“Grayson?” You asked.
“Hey guys.” He said smiling. You started talking to him and you took a couple pictures with him, and then he made his way around the group, taking pictures with them as well. You stood back and watched as your friends laughed and talked with Grayson.
“Why aren’t you over there?” You head a familiar voice say behind you. You turned around and saw Ethan standing behind you. Your eyes widened and you felt your face get hot.
“E-e-ethan, hi.” You stuttered.
“Hey beautiful. What’s your name?” He asked as he pulled you in for a hug.
“I’m (Y/N). I love you so much. Like, you have no idea how much you and Grayson mean to me.” You said. Ethan smiled and you wanted to scream. He was so cute.
“You mean a lot to us too. We wouldn’t be here without the support of people like you. We’re so grateful for all the support you guys give us.” He said. He sat down on the bench next to you and pulled you down next to him. You sat there and talked to him for a while.
“(Y/N), we should get going.” One of your friends called after a while.
“Leaving so soon?” Ethan pouted.
“Awe, you don’t want me to leave?” You asked. He shook his head.
“You should come hang out with us. I don’t want to stop talking to you.” He said You turned to your friends and smiled.
“I think I’m gonna hang out here for a while longer.” You said.
“Okay girlie, have fun.” They called back. They all walked back to the parking garage and you turned back to Ethan.
“Let’s get out of here then. I’ll call an Uber.” Grayson offered.
“No need. My car’s in the garage. I can drive us.” You said.
“Cool, let’s go then.” Ethan said. You lead them back to your car, and headed off to their apartment.
“It’s not much yet, but we just moved in, so we have a valid excuse.” Grayson said when you walked in.
“It’s okay.” You laughed. For the rest of the night, you just hung out, listening to music, eating junk food, and just having fun. Ethan sat down on the sofa and you sat down next to him.
“Look. (Y/N), I know we just met and all, but you’re a really cool girl, and I hope that we can have some kind of relationship.” He said.
“Ethan, this has honestly been the best night of my life, hanging out with two of my favorite people in the world. And I would love if something could happen between us.” You said.
“Let’s go out then. Tomorrow night.” He said.
“Tomorrow?” You asked. He nodded.
“Yeah. Tomorrow. Unless you have something planned. Because I don’t.” He said.
“No, I don’t have anything planned. Sure, I’d like that.” You said.
“Awesome.” He said. You and Ethan exchanged numbers. You noticed the time on your phone and let out a sigh.
“It’s getting late. I should probably get going.” You said. You got up from the sofa and Ethan and Grayson walked you to the door.
“Bye (Y/N), it was fun hanging out tonight.” Grayson said.
“It was. We should do it again sometime.” You smiled.
“See you tomorrow?” Ethan asked. You nodded.
“Tomorrow.” You nodded.
“Bye (Y/N).” I said. She hugged both Grayson and I and left. I shut the door behind her and when I turned around, Grayson had a confused look on his face.
“What?” I asked.
“You’re seeing her tomorrow? And I didn’t get invited? How rude.” He said.
“We’re going on a date tomorrow, actually. Third wheeling doesn’t really seem like your game.” I said. His eyes widened and he smiled.
“You’re going out with her?” He asked.
“That’s what I said.”
“That’s awesome. She’s a cool girl.” He said.
“She is. I hope things work out between us.” I said. We hung out in the living room for a little while longer, just talking. After a while, Grayson let out a loud yawn.
“I’m getting tired. I’m gonna go to bed. Good night.” He said as he got up from the sofa.
“Yeah, me too. Good night.” I said. I walked off to my room and laid down in bed. I opened twitter scrolled through my timeline for a while.
“Good times, good people, good night.😊” I tweeted then went to sleep.
* * *
The next day, I was a nervous wreck, getting ready for my date with (Y/N). I had made reservations at a nice restaurant, but didn’t have anything planned for the rest of the night. But I wanted to spend as much time with her as possible, without making me seem like I was needy.
“Hey :)” She text as I was getting ready.
“Hey, you ready for tonight?” I asked.
“That’s actually why I was texting.” She said.
“Oh no, you’re not cancelling on me are you?” I asked.
“Haha, no. I just wanted to know what we were doing, do I could dress accordingly.”
“Well, I just had a nice dinner planned, and then I figured I’d see where the night took us.” I explained.
“Sounds good. Also, do you want me to drive? I don’t want you spending money on an Uber on top of everything else.” She said.
“I mean, I would never turn down saving money, but it’s what ever you want.”
“So, what time should I pick you up?”
“How about 5:30? Given all the travel time and what not.”
“Alright, sounds good. See you later. :)”
“See you. :)” I replied. I put my phone back on the charger and finished getting ready. Just as I was done, Grayson called from the living room.
“ETHAN, (Y/N) IS HERE.” He said.
“COMING.” I called back. I sprayed on a bit of cologne and walked out to the living room.
“Hey.” She said when she saw me. God, she was so beautiful. “You ready to go?” She asked. I nodded.
“Have fun you two.” Grayson said.
“Bye Gray.” I said. I walked (Y/N) out, and we headed back to her car.
“So, where are we off to?” She asked.
“I made reservations for us at this Italian restaurant.” I said.
“Oooh, yay I love Italian.” She said. We headed off on the way to the restaurant and we got there in no time.
“We’re actually here a bit early, cool.” I said.
“Hey, Ethan, before we go inside, can I ask you something?”
“What’s up?” I asked.
“Can we like, keep this on the DL. Like, no posting this anywhere. I just want this to be between you and me, for the time being. No snapchat, no twitter, no instagram. Until we’re sure about what we want. I don’t want everyone to go crazy.” She said. I smiled and nodded.
“Sure. But, can we still take pictures, even though we won’t post them anywhere?” I asked.
“Of course.” She smiled. We got out of the car and made our way inside.
“Ethan, this is amazing.” She said when we were seated.
“This is pretty nice. It didn’t look like this online.” I said. During dinner, we talked, and got to knowing each other pretty well. She was absolutely amazing and I didn’t want the night to end.
“Now what?” She asked after we finished eating.
“There’s an arcade a few blocks from here. Wanna go?” I asked.
“Sure.” She said smiling. We were at the arcade for a couple of hours, and I ended up winning her a stuffed monkey from one of the games.
“He looks like you.” She said sarcastically.
“Are you calling me a monkey?” I asked laughing. She nodded.
“Yeah, but monkeys are cute. So, you’re a cute monkey.” She said.
“You’re not a monkey, but you’re definitely cuter than anything.” I said. Her cheeks flushed and I smiled. “You’re cute when you’re nervous.” I said as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders.
“I’m having a really good time with you. I don’t want this to end.” She said.
“Trust me, I don’t either.” I said. After the arcade, we just drove around Downtown LA, listening to music and just enjoying being with each other. At around midnight, we finally decided to call it a night.
“Well, I guess this is it, then.” She said when we got back up to my apartment.
“But hey, at least it was a good date.” I said.
“Yes, that is true. I was an amazing date.” She said.
“Text me when you get home.” I said.
“Will do. Bye Ethan.” She said as we hugged.
“Bye (Y/N).” I said smiling. We stood there in each other’s arms for a while before either one of us said anything.
“I guess I better get going.” She said, not loosening her grip around my torso.
“Yeah, okay.” I said, not moving either. After a couple more minutes, we finally let go.
“Okay, bye, for real this time.” She said. “Bye Ethan.”
“Bye (Y/N).” I said as she walked down the hallway. I went inside and saw Grayson sitting on the sofa, watching a movie.
“Finally you’re home. I’ve been so bored by myself. How was your date?” He asked.
“It was absolutely amazing. We had dinner, and the afterwards we hung out at an arcade, and then we just drove around for a while. It was a chill night, but it was amazing.” I said.
“That’s great. I’m so happy for you man.” He said.
“Thanks bro. I really like her. I hope that we can have something.” I said.
“Yeah, and I like hanging out with her. She’s fun.” Grayson said.
“She is really fun to hang out with.” I said. Just then, there was a knock on the door. I turned to answered, and when I did. I saw (Y/N) standing there.
“(Y/N), what are you-” My words were interrupted by her lips pressing against mine.
“Good night Ethan.” She said when she pulled away. Then she walked off without saying anything.
“Who was that?” Grayson asked when I shut the door.
“(Y/N). She just kissed me then she walked off.” I said.
“Oh man, she kissed you? On the first date?” He said. I just nodded. I couldn’t find the words to say. Of course I was happy that she kissed me, but I was kind of upset that she left without saying anything. I went to my room, changed into some sweats and a t-shirt and went back into the living room with Grayson. After a while, (Y/N) text.
“Hey. 😘 I just got home.” She said.
“Hey, so um, are we not gonna talk about that?” I asked.
“What kind of date doesn’t end with a kiss?”
“But, you just left. Without saying anything.”
“I know. I couldn’t say anything. It was so hard for me to work up the courage to kiss you, much less stick around for conversation“
“Well, aside from the fact that it took me by surprise, it was nice. 😙” I said.
“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it, because I did too.” She said.
“So when can I see you again?” I asked.
“Whenever you want bup.” She said.
“Right now? 😉”
“Well, except for right now. 😝” She said.
“Okay, well soon then.” I said.
“Yes, soon. Well, I’m tired, so I’m headed off to bed. Good night Ethan.” She said.
“Good night (Y/N), talk to you later.” I replied. I opened up twitter and followed a few fans, tweeted some people, and even slid into some DMs.
“Jeez Ethan, you’re so active.” One fan tweeted.
“Just very very happy atm. Wanted to spread around some positivity. 😊😊” I replied to her tweet.
“Hope to share some good news with you all soon. But I am one tired boy and I’m going to bed. Goodnight everyone.😄” I tweeted. For the rest of the night, Grayson and I watched movies in the living room, but all I could think about was (Y/N).
I saw my boyfriend this morning! he gave me this pretty heart-shaped necklace which was really sweet. we ate and talked and then we watched the finale of the office cause I finally finished and we almost cried omg. later he had to watch his little brother and ended up falling asleep omfg I was playing cars with the little brother and my boyfriend kept shushing us lol. his brother’s sweet tho he offered me some of his easter candy and he always asks who my favorite pokemon are and then says they’re his favorites too. I was glad I got to see my boyfriend we got some much-needed cuddle time I miss already
You stared at him as he smiled cheekily at his ex, Kwon Gyuri, who’s now eyeing at you before she broke into a laughter- a fake laughter, indeed. “Oh my god, oppa, you still look so cute!” you saw Jimin blushed slightly, making you scoff quietly, trying so hard not to feel hurt or jealous. Gyuri glanced at you before smirking, “oppa, are you free tonight?”
“Are you, Jimin?” you finally spoke up, smiling fakely at him. He chuckled before pulling you into his arms, “I’m really sorry, Gyu. But we have a date tonight. What’s your plans tonight anyway?” Gyuri glared at you slightly before looking at Jimin, chuckling. “It’s okay, Jimin. How about tomorrow–free?” You frowned – that was his free day. “Yeah, I’m free! Movies?” Jimin replied. “Yeahh, movies! Totally! You still remember what I like!”
“Umm, let’s meet tomorrow at 2! I’m free at 2!” Gyuri interrupted you, making you sigh in annoyance. “Yeah, okay, 2.” Jimin replied calmly, giving her a sweet and caring smile. “Can we go, oppa? I’m not feeling well.” you whispered against his neck. “Ahh, okay. Let’s go. Bye, Gyuri! See you tomorrow!” You smiled at Gyuri before turning around, ready to walk away with Jimin.
But Gyuri held Jimin’s arm, “oppa!” Jimin and you stopped, looking around. “My number.” Gyuri replied shortly, giving a piece of paper. “Oh, okay, I’ll text you.” Jimin replied, smiling. “Oppa, I’m hungry and not feeling well!” I yelled, but not loud. Jimin sighed and ruffled your hair, “K. Let’s go.”
You smiled as you saw him walking in your apartment, “Jagiyaa~!!” he excitedly yelled, running to you and hugged you tightly. You chuckled at his dorky side as you broke the hug, shaking your head. “You’re 10 minutes late,” you pretended to be mad, pouting and crossing your arms. “Sorry, jagi, Gyuri and I met up again, are you mad?”
Your heart ached, but you forced a smile, “Hey, I’m okay, alright. I was joking, let’s start our date!” you both laughed as you both walked in the kitchen, ready to eat what you had made. “As expected, my Y/N here is a good cook!” you blushed at his praise as he continued to eat the kimchi fried rice. “Oppa, can we just cuddle in bed–” before you could finish your sentence, his phone rang. You frowned, Kwon Gyuri. “Wait, I need to pick this up.”
You saw that sly smile he made as he picked the phone up, walking out of the kitchen. “Yeah, Gyu?” you scoffed as you continued eating your fried rice. Even when you guys were dating, she wants to interrupt? You sighed slightly before you grab the glass of water beside your plate, drinking it. While you were drinking, you accidentally eavesdropped. “Yeah, Gyu, I’ll meet you tomorrow.” “What? She’s okay, I guess.” “You… You still love me?” “I’ll… I’ll think about it and talk about it tomorrow.” “B-Bye”
That’s it, you thought. You stood up, and walked to him, who was looking out the window, maybe having a deep thought. “So, that’s a yes or a no?” you interrupted his thoughts, making him jumped slightly and turned around. “Jagiya! W-What are you talking about?” You glared at him, “Gyuri confessed to you, I heard. So your fucking answer is? A yes, or a no? Because if it’s an “I don’t know” I’m considering that as a yes,” he sighed.
“She only said she still loves me, and yes, she asked me do I like her back, I-I did not reply any yes or no, Y/N. I replied–”
“I know what you replied, Jimin. You replied you’ll think about it. My question, think about what? Think about how you’ll cheat on me? Think about how you’ll hurt me and let me leave?”
“Why are you so fucking jealous of her, Y/N?!” he yelled, gripping his phone tightly. “I never have been jealous of you, never!” you scoffed quietly, letting him continue. “I haven’t even replied her anything, so what for you overreact to that!? Why are you jealous of Kwon Gyuri, Y/N? Is it the way she dresses sexily, or is she that pretty? Or is she just perfect the way she is, what is it?!” Tears were threatening to fall by the moment, making you sighed and turned around. I’m never jealous of any of those. You thought.
“Or, is it because she’s not that pathetic like you are?” you gasped quietly, now tears were obviously visibly running down your cheeks. You turned around, surprising him with your tears. His eyes which were filled with annoyance where now a tiny bit and little softer – only by 1%. “Now, you’re crying?” he scoffed, rolling his eyes, not caring of your pain. “You started this! And you’re the one who–”
“Okay, Park Jimin!” you yelled, sobbing. “I’m always the wrong one here, I’m always the pathetic one, I’m always annoying to you, I’m always nagging, always scoffing, always jealous, overreacting– because why? Because I love you, Jimin. Can’t I do that to protect you from the girls taking you away?” Jimin looked away, his heart aching by seeing you in pain. “Whatever,” he muttered, walking away – not to the kitchen, but to the front door. “I’m leaving— We’re breaking up, Y/N. I can’t stand it!”
You rushed to the front door, blocking the door so that he wouldn’t pass through. “No, Park Jimin. Don’t leave me, why would you? I-I love you!” you yelled, tears running. “Move.” Jimin replied almost coldly, his eyes showed no sympathy. “I don’t want your protection, Y/N. Can’t you see that? I want to be free, I want a happy life, Y/N! So if you love me, please move.” with a heavy, ached heart, you sighed heavily, trying to calm yourself. “You’re giving up on me– on us?” he sighed and closed his eyes, “Y/N, just move, please?”
Without any word, you moved slightly, as he smiled sadly, walking out of the door and slammed the door closed. You felt your head being heavy as your heart ached so deeply, and you started trembling, “I need you, Jimin. Fuck!” you screamed, punching the wall near you. “I’m not going to give up on us,” you muttered, suddenly opening your eyes wide. You chased him out of the door, what? yep. You chased the one who gave up on you.
The moment you reached the road, your eyes widened as you saw Jimin walking slowly on the zebra-crossing, looking almost sleepy and weak. No, you weren’t terrified of that, what were you terrified? A car on a very high speed was driving to Jimin’s direction, and in a few seconds, Jimin would be hit and– “Jimin-ah…” you muttered. “Park Jimin!” you screamed your lungs out as you ran to Jimin and pushed him to the other side of the road, as you sighed deeply, smiling that he was safe– tears of happiness were streaming.
“Y/N?” Jimin whispered, looking at you– who was looking so happy and relieved. But then, his body immediately reacted to the car who was in five seconds near you. His heart beat was faster than ever as he immediately stood up to grab you ; but it was too late.
Your vision was now blurry, as you felt pain everywhere. You saw a guy running towards you, calling out your name. You smiled slightly, “Jimin?” the guy nodded slightly before grabbing your body to his, hugging you like there’s no tomorrow– besides, maybe there is no tomorrow. “Y/N! I regret everything I said, everything I did! I love you, don’t leave me! Y-You think I can live without you?! You– I’m sorry.” a few wet drip of rain dripped to your cheeks as you heard sobs by sobs.
“Shh, it’s okay, Jimin,” you breathed, “I’m okay if you’re okay. I’m… totally fine, just cool,” You chuckled bitterly, “You don’t have to be sorry, you know? I’m happy if I know you’re happy. Go get your happy life that you want, I’m okay.” Jimin continued sobbing as he still hugged you tightly, not wanting you to go. He regretted everything. He regretted breaking up, saying those hurtful words, and by asking her to move.
“Hey, don’t cry, you big baby. I’m fine–”
“But you always say you’re fine! When you’re not!” Jimin yelled, sobbing very hard. “I know how hurt you were when I said those hurtful words, when I kept contacting Gyuri, when I asked you to move, when I wanted a break up– and still, you saved me– and you said you’re fine?! Y/N… I’m so sorry, jagiya. You’re never pathetic, you’re never too annoying, I love you and–”
Jimin paused – why weren’t you replying, or at least, why isn’t he feeling your body move? he broke the hug, thinking of the worst scenario that can come true. When he looked at you with your eyes tightly closed and you weren’t breathing anymore, he broke completely. “Come back, jagiya,” he sobbed. “I love you.” that moment, all the pain from you was magnetized to him.
“Y/N!!” he screamed out his lungs, crying his heart out as he hugged you for the last time.