forgot i had a crush on this guy

the signs as guys i've had a crush on
  • ARIES: the fighter. has a strong and energetic aura, determined look in his eyes. the ambitious one who won’t stop until he reaches his goal. constantly on the move, whether it be changing schools, moving homes, or traveling. coarse and aggressive on the outside, but is truly protective and caring of his friends on the inside. always up for a debate, and won’t take no for an answer.
  • TAURUS: the gentleman. has rather soft and round features. sweet, polite, and shy. the kind of boy you wanna take home to meet your parents. the one you never notice until he brushes his hair out of his face, because that’s when you realize how damn attractive he is. self-motivated and goal oriented, but rarely speaks about himself. humble.
  • GEMINI: the playboy. devilish grin, twinkle in his eye. fun-loving. the type of guy who texts you asking about homework, but diverts the conversation to asking you about your love life. he’ll compliment you, woo you, but leave you hanging. a flirtatious guy who loves to keep you on your toes, but will disappear the moment you reciprocate his attention.
  • CANCER: the sweetheart. baby-faced, dreamy eyes, amazing teeth. the kind of guy who’ll compliment you on anything and everything. wants to make you feel good, wants to see you smile. the kind of guy who, at times, takes care of others more than himself, because he knows how it feels to be left alone in the dark. can be sensitive and emotional, so there will be no such thing as “too much” reassurance.
  • LEO: the lover. passionate and competitive gaze, attractive smile. spiky hair. loves to be in love, craves your attention. despite his confidence, he can be just as needy and insecure as any other guy once he is comfortable with you. enjoys light and humorous conversations - will always tease you just to get a reaction. will always want to be physically close to you.
  • VIRGO: the adult. a clean, tidy look. stern and serious gaze, often immersed in his own little bubble rather than paying attention to his surroundings. looks extremely attractive in glasses. most of the time, is very booksmart - but can also come off as condescending. past that demeanor, he's the type of guy who'll show you that he cares by helping you out. a practical, grounded and sensible guy.
  • LIBRA: the sweet-talker. attractive voice, charming smile. humorous, flirty, and curious. loves to hear you talk about yourself - asks a lot of questions. enjoys adventures and romantic dates, and will always be willing to make time for you even when he’s busy. the kind of guy who loves to have a good time - you’ll find him destressing at a concert or a local bar at the end of the week.
  • SCORPIO: the soulmate. piercing stare that’ll make your heart want to beat out of your chest. loud laugh. will always be intense in one way or another. once he has his eyes set on you, he won’t stop until he has you. devoted, passionate and hard-working. the jealous type, but does not often show it due to his overwhelming amount of pride. will do anything and everything he can to show you that he cares for you.
  • SAGITTARIUS: the child at heart. a child-like, juvenile persona. nice build, usually muscular and fit. the kind of guy who’ll make jokes at all times - even when it may be inappropriate to do so. loves to flirt with you, wants to take you on adventures. will always make you laugh. the kind of guy who likes to live in the present. open-minded.
  • CAPRICORN: the rock. cold and intimidating stare. usually extremely sexy and alluring, but unapproachable. may be quiet, reserved and unwilling to socialize at first - but once you break down his walls, you’ll realize how much of a gem he is. great sense of humor, although not everyone understands it. hard-working and mature for his age. will always make sure you’re comfortable and secure with him. the kind of guy you can always rely on and come home to.
  • AQUARIUS: the lonewolf. charismatic stare, sexy voice, quirky fashion sense. usually very well-spoken and intelligent. loves to have philosophical talks with you. has quite a lot of friends, but likes to spend most of his time alone. the kind of guy who fluctuates between giving you all the attention in the world to completely shutting himself out. complicated, but worth it once you have him figured out.
  • PISCES: the romantic. messy hair, sleepy eyes, feminine features. the kind of guy who runs late to class more often than not. is extremely shy and may be insecure about himself, but loves to please you. may be afraid to approach you at first, but is a total chatterbox and goofball once he opens up to you. usually the designated driver, and is more than willing to take care of his loved ones.
Moonlight Reign (Ch. 1)

A/N: Okay, my first series (since Snowfall All Year is only a two parter I need to finish) I’ve been wanting to write a mafia!au for the longest time, and I am crazy late on the trend but fuck it. Hope y’all enjoy and give me some love!

Originally posted by myjaebutt

Pairing: Mafia boss! Yoongi x reader (hopefully it’ll stay that way)

Word count: 2.7k

Genre: Angst, fluff, maybe some smut

Summary: Some things in this world are dangerous, and you, him, and the world you once lived in that now belongs to him are just some of many you can’t be free from, but do you even want to be?

“It’s time to go now, y/n.” 

1, 2, 3, 4

“Five years after the fall of the underground power family, Moon Corporation, people still suspect an even more powerful company has taken their place since…”

1, 2, 3, 4

“The color red doesn’t suit this house well.”

1, 2, 3, 4

“The exposure beheld more answers than questions, but on the five-year anniversary of the suicidal explosion that killed the head, Mun Byungyeol and his daughter, the, as ordered to remain anonymous, green haired 13 year old. Colleagues mourn in secret and establishments fear an anniversary heist…”

1, 2, 3, 4

“Locals have several theories on the big conglomerate that now controls Seoul’s business, underground and above, with mafias and gangs running rampant, people fear the government is under their thumb as well…”

1, 2-

You inhaled deeply, as if just surfacing from the drowning body of water residing in your brain. Your fingers stilled from the tapping, a  desperate attempt to make you surface, a sorry technique therapy drilled into you.

Four was too perfect of a number for such an ugly world, a world you had to feign blind to now.

Your palms retracted from their firm placement on the wall you leaned on, relaxing you. Releasing your slightly curled fingers, you stifled a laugh at the desperate attempt to grasp onto something. 

Your little episode was finished as you settled your mind with the news continuing to drone on. Looking at the time, you decided it was time to get ready for your study session with Jungkook. 

Jungkook was a guy in the same university as you, he was older, but you were a year ahead, so you were in the same class. He was your neighbor in this adequate apartment complex that you kept via a crappy waitressing job. He was the regular party boy always at clubs and coming home at ungodly hours of the night. 

You weren’t exactly a social butterfly, so if you found one friend in Jungkook, you figured it wouldn’t be such a crime.

You faced the mirror, patting down your hair, “The green didn’t suit me well at all,” You mused, fixing your natural shade of hair, “Although the forest green was a nice shade on my skin.”

After gathering your study material, Jungkook knocked on your door and you studied like usual. He would always get distracted halfway through, though.“Why do you still have the news on?” 

You looked at the TV and shrugged.

“I guess I forgot,” You spoke, “Now what did you think this-”

“Mafias and gangs…” He mused, “Aren’t they the same?”

The pencil in your hand stilled. Absolutely not. Gangs were pawns, the mafias in this world were the players. As a little girl, that was the first thing you had learned, how to play chess outside a casual park bench, how to play chess crushing people in your hands as you moved them.

“Like I care.”

“You aren’t scared of these guys at all?”

“Failing class is scary, that,” You gestured to the TV, “Is a cheap haunted house in comparison to the hell of getting a D for my semester grade.”

Jungkook stifled a laugh, “I’m thanking every divine being if I pass, but it’s worth it as opposed to only studying and working.”

You rolled your eyes, “Sorry I’m not a child of the night.” Not anymore, at least.


A few days later exams went well for you, and you finished your semester and had a solid two months off. All was well and it was peaceful in the dead of night.Too bad your body rejected sleep.This week was a big week.


“Dad?” You whimpered as a strong hand patted your head to calm you, or soften the blow of what’s to come, “Tell me you didn’t.”

Mun Byungyeol was a rough man who took you in as a young child. His men killed your parents for revenge and a nearly-dead 3-year-old suffering from starvation and cigarette burns was found at the scene. Initially resistant to your arrival, he got right to training you to be the heiress to replace the heir he never received.

He may have been rough, but he was a caring dad, even if you had never been his priority.

Not unless you could be used as currency.

“Y/n, it’s time for us to go,” He sighed, “I let this greed consume me, and I’m afraid it’s begun eating me alive now.”

Your mind couldn’t comprehend his words. The news was drowning out the comfort he attempted to give you. “…such evidence is linking the Moon Corporation to heinous mafia activities painting them as a possible syndicate, but no arrests have been made or criminal investigation on Mun Byungyeol himself, but many workers are being targeted due to possible involvement…”

Everything was dying. All your training was never for anything but fuel for his greed. You should be angry, shocked, appalled, but you weren’t. He’s been cashing out for so long on the blood of his family and foes that you didn’t even flinch when he said it. You did, however, flinch when the whole world highlighted it.

“If I just cash out and retire, we could never live in peace,” He shook his head as he switched off the TV, “But Uncle Byungjoo has a plan that I think might just work, but you and I won’t meet for a few years-”

He was going to abandon it. Cash out one last time, and leave. You were too surprised, you had put an inkling of faith in his heart to love this empire, like a fool. Your eyes widened at the notion of him abandoning you too. All you knew was his presence. All you knew were your father figures, “But the empire-”

“We were never an empire,” His self-loathing clung to each word, “I treated this organization as a bank, a money maker, it was inevitable that the paper I cradled would catch fire.”

You didn’t scream, yell, or cry. At least you hadn’t, yet.“Then who will rule Seoul?” You wondered aloud.

“A real syndicate.”

“Who will stay with me?”

He smiled warmly at you for the third time in your life, “One day, a real human.


You woke up with a start from a bang on the door, but considering the 4 am hour, you chalked it up to city noise. Five years ago today, you saw the match light. In two days, it will have been five years ago you saw the flames engulf your home, your family, and everything you were. Each year, this week was chaos for the city of Seoul. Each day was accompanied by an event that slowly grew more and more above ground. It was almost mocking the past, the surfacing of dirty secrets. Secrets the world knew, but never wanted to see, cowards.

The new syndicate at the top of the kingdom was known as Bangtan to the underground scene, but with a “Group” tacked on after the ominous name, they were also the kings of the business world. They were much better at actually hiding their identities, hence why most average people assumed there was no such syndicate anymore or that the “law” took care of it. As if the “law” wasn’t under the thumb of the kings. 

The only reason you were aware of their presence was because getting out of the game was easy, but you could never fully burn the console.

Another bang on your door startled you out of your thoughts, “I knew I shouldn’t have let you go alone to the bar before such a big day- where are your keys?!” 

An unfamiliar voice spoke through your door.

“Ask, y/n,” Jungkook’s slurred voice rang out in a yell as you flinched at the volume, “Y/n! I need stitches!” 

This wasn’t the first time Jungkook was yelling outside your door, most likely bleeding on your doormat. You never really asked questions, you just patched him up and left him on your couch.

“Is this even your door?! Did you lead me to one of your whore’s places?!”

“Bangtan!” Jungkook chanted in response.

This made you huff as you hopped out of bed in your large t-shirt and shorts and ripped the door open. You were faced with a blonde haired man in a three-piece suit accompanied by a trashed Jungkook with a short, but deep, cut on the corner of his forehead. The blonde-haired handsome man stopped struggling with Jungkook as he looked at you with the most pristine judging face, “Look, just forget we were-”

“Y/n!” Jungkook cheered before he passed out.

“He lives next door,” You remarked flatly, “No, I’m not one of his whores, more like one of his classmates, but I’ve seen those lines get blurred with him a lot, so I understand the assumption,” You looked at his forehead again, “And he does need stitches.”

The man narrowed his eyes, “Do you usually play nurse for him?”

“Only when his blood is dripping on my doormat, for the third time this month,” You angled your head down for the man to see, “Bring him in, you aren’t the first friend of his I’ve met-”


“Anymore blood on that mat and I’m making you pay for it, now come on,” You snapped as he walked in and sat Jungkook in a chair around your table. You shut the door as you pulled your first aid kit out, “You have to sit him on the floor or the couch.”He complied to the couch, 

“Why does he-”

“When he wakes up, he attacks whoever is in front of him,” You spoke, preparing the needle and thread, “And I can’t stitch and hold him down at the table,” You explained, settling your knees to lock on both sides of Jungkook’s legs and your elbows pressing on his shoulders.

“Aren’t you scared he’ll hurt you?” The man asked as you began stitching.

You scoffed, “The only thing that scares me are failing grades.” You chuckled, “Plus Jungkook hurting me? Yeah, right. He has the fight of a peanut.”

Eventually, you just went on stitching in silence until the man broke the silence, “Who are you?” The man spoke mid-way through your stitching.

You paused for a moment, “Didn’t you hear Jungkook? I’m y/n, and who are you?”

“None of your concern,” He stated.“You’re bleeding on my hardwood floor, that has me pretty concerned.” You gestured to your hand to show him the small cut on his, “Concerned for my floor I mean.” You clarified, “The other two told me their first names at least.”

You thought back to the much pluckier and grateful Taehyung and Jimin as they smiled at you before taking Jungkook away.

He sighed, “Namjoon-”

You were tying the final knot when Jungkook snapped his eyes open. He immediately dove at you, pushing you to the floor, making the needle in your hand scratch your forearm before you threw it across the room to avoid the tempting notion of stabbing him with it. Namjoon was trying to find an opening to cut in between the struggling as Jungkook was sloppily throwing his fist down and you were moving your head to dodge each blow. Though his moves were sloppy, they were still fast, and Namjoon ended up watching in awe as you fearlessly slammed your forehead on his fresh stitches to make him stop to register the pain. You took advantage of the opening as you effortlessly pinned his arms down with your knees planted on his upper arms, “Jungkook!” You snapped as Namjoon watched his younger friend finally recognize you in his drunken haze.

“Y-Y/n?” He questioned, his tongue thick in his mouth, “You hurt my head- hey, you’re bleeding on my shirt!”

Your arm had a gash the length of a half ruler, it was shallow, but still dripping blood, but you didn’t flinch, “Wonder who made me hurt both my arm and their head, jackass,” You muttered, examining his stitches to make sure the impact didn’t affect the new suture, “And you got your blood on my doormat and my forehead, so let’s call it a draw.”

Namjoon was beginning to suspect you were more than a college student. With the sheer fearlessness and those fighting skills, you had to be something or someone who was anything but a regular student. Upon this realization, he then felt enormous regret wash over him for telling you his name. Yoongi would be livid if the empire was affected by Namjoon’s poor judgment, even in the most minuscule of ways. This string of thoughts prompted his mistake of grasping your wounded forearm to make you stand so he could properly question you. What he didn’t calculate in that movement was the fact that he grasped your fresh cut, which hurt like a bitch. This pain made you bring your other forearm to his neck, pressing firmly into his trachea as his back hit the wall with a bang, “Don’t ever manhandle a lady, Namjoon,” You seethed as you released him, “Care to explain yourself?” 

Namjoon regained his composure, impressed by your reaction time and ability to weaken his pride in such a short matter of seconds, “Who are you?” His tone was rougher in comparison to when he first asked the question.

“None of your concern,” You mocked, “Now take your sloppy friend, an alcohol pad and go-”

Your anger was cut short by a cloth that smelled an awful lot like chloroform engulfing your senses and releasing you from consciousness.

i want to hold your hand

this is dedicated to @losvers-club since he requested angsty stenbrough and who am i to deny that? [based on this ask]

it was around the midpoint of their sophomore year of high school when stan began to notice bill in a different light. he began to notice how his eyes seemed to change color when sunlight reflected off of them; how he would smile endearingly when any of the losers, though mostly richie, did something stupid; how his stutter had gotten so much better, only getting really bad when he had to present in front of a group or if he was nervous. he also noticed a change in his reactions to bill. his heart would skip a beat when he smiled and how he would blush whenever bill touched him.

then stan began to notice how much time bill spent with beverly. he didn’t think much about it at first because bill is nice to everyone, but then stan noticed that bill looked at her like he looked at bill. he didn’t let himself dwell on the subject, but it’s hard to ignore the sting in his chest whenever bill talks to or about her.

school had just ended and he was talking with bill in the building’s main entrance. he listened attentively has bill talked animatedly about a new TV show he’d discovered that stan hadn’t heard of.

“y-you really sh-should- oh, h-hey! bev!” bill cut himself off in favor of calling out to their friend.

stan felt a pang of jealousy in his chest. beverly approached the pair and sat down next to bill, smiling wide, unaware that stan wished she was anywhere but here. he then mentally cursed at himself for being so irrational. it wasn’t beverly’s fault.

bill started to direct the conversation toward beverly. stan resisted the urge to roll his eyes and grabbed his things, standing up.

“where are you going, stan?” beverly asked and stan wished she hadn’t said anything.

bill looked at him curiously and stan looked away. 

“i forgot i have to ask richie about something,” he said, turning toward the courtyard. “i’ll see you guys later,” he added quickly.

he didn’t wait for a response before he headed out to the courtyard, hoping richie was still where he saw him last. he sighed in relief when he saw the familiar mop of black hair. 

richie was leaning against the brick wall of the school, and as stan got closer, he noticed he was leaning over someone. stan didn’t even have to look twice to know it was eddie. everyone, expect the short brunt, knew that richie had a major crush on him. and everyone, except the trashmouth, knew eddie liked him right back.

“oh, come on, eds!” he heard richie tease as he approached the pair.

“absolutely not. i’m never going anywhere alone with you. who knows what kind of trouble you’d get me in to!” eddie hissed.

richie just laughed and seemed to just now notice stan. “stanley! what brings you out here?”

“i need to talk to you.”

“what’s up?” richie asked, suddenly taking on a more serious demeanor. 

stan glanced at eddie. “alone.”

richie nodded and grabbed his backpack. he gave eddie a pinch on the cheek before walking off with stan.

“see you later, eds!” he called out as they headed out of the courtyard, blowing eddie a kiss.

“don’t call me eds!”

the two boys approached the bike rack and richie took the cigarette that was tucked behind his ear and lit it. stan smiled to himself. he knew richie never smoked around eddie because it irritated his lungs despite his asthma being a lie. he took a drag and looked at stan.

“so, stan the man,” he began. “what’s on your mind?”

“you are not allowed to tell anyone this, okay, richie? i trust you, but this includes eddie.”

richie held up his hand. “you have my word. scout’s honor.”

stan rolled his eyes but knew he was being truthful. “i have a crush on bill,” he admitted.

“whoa, hold on! stanley?! having feelings?!” the trashmouth exclaimed.

“beep beep, richie.”

“this is truly a once in a lifetime moment! hang on, i need to document this.”

richie pulled his phone out of his back pocket and threw his arm around stan’s neck, snapping a photo of stan’s annoyed face and richie’s big smile. 

“richie, i’m serious.”

he laughed. “i’m serious, too, stanley. but in all seriousness, you should ask him out! bill’s a good looking guy and i wouldn’t be surprised if someone beats you to it!”

richie ignored the nagging thought in the back of his mind: bill has a crush on beverly. he didn’t want to hurt his friend.

“don’t let eddie hear you say that,” stan teased.

the trashmouth laughed and put out his cigarette. he unlocked his bike and climbed on. “c’mon, stan the man. i’ll race you to the barrens.”


stan was only slightly panicking as he walked into courtyard after school ended. last night he’d given what richie said a lot of thought and after many hours of panicking and thinking, he decided that he’d ask bill out. he scanned the area for bill, spotting him by himself at a table toward the back. stan took a deep breath and approached the table.

“h-hey, stan,” bill said with a smile as he sat down.

“hey, bill,” stan returned, feeling a bit more nervous. “i, uh, i wanted to ask you something.”

“m-me too,” bill said, looking up to meet stan’s eyes.

stan felt his face warm up and his heart beat faster. endless possibilities were running through his head on what bill wanted to say.

“okay, you first then.”

bill smiled again. “i w-want to ask out beverly. i-i really like h-her b-but i don’t kn-know what t-t-to say to her. a-and it’s not like i’m going t-to ask r-richie for help and th-the rest of the l-losers probably wouldn’t be much help, well except m-maybe ben. and so i decided t-t-to ask you for help.”

stan stopped listening as soon as beverly was mentioned. it felt like he just got hit by a freight train. his heart twisted painfully as bill looked at him expectantly.


he ignored him his and stood up, rushing off to find richie and ignoring bill’s shouts. his nails dug in to the palm of his hands as he fought off the urge to cry.

“stan? are you okay?”

his head snapped up. beverly looked genuinely concerned and that just made him even more upset. he pushed past her, accidentally knocking into her should, but he didn’t apologize. stan regretted it as soon at it happened but he was too hurt, and angry, and upset to care.

stan pushed the main entrance doors open. he spotted richie by the bike racks, except he wasn’t alone. he was with eddie. and they were kissing.

he stared at them for a second. he felt a bitter pang of envy for the pair. stan cleared his throat and they broke apart, richie grinning while eddie’s face was bright red.

“hiya, stanley,” richie said, still grinning wide, obviously giddy from the kiss.

eddie looked at him with concern. “stan, are you okay? you look like you’re about to cry.”

“bill likes beverly,” he muttered simply. “i was going to ask him but then he asked me how he should ask her out.”

richie looked guilty. eddie looked between his friends, utterly confused. stan picked up instantly and glared at the taller of the two.

“listen, stan-”

“you knew! you asshole, you fucking knew and you told me to ask him out anyway! why didn’t you just tell me yourself! it would’ve saved me a lot of trouble,” stan snapped harshly.

richie recoiled slightly. eddie looked from his boyfriend to his friend, still confused but a bit irritated that stan was treating richie like this.

“stan, calm down.”

“do not tell me to calm down. this isn’t any of your business anyway,” stan growled.

he regretted the words instantly upon seeing the hurt look on eddie’s face.

“fuck, i’m sorry, eddie,” he apologized. he grabbed his bike from the rack. “i’m going home. if bill asks why i left, don’t tell him a thing.”


stan sat with ben in the library, silently reading a book he’d found earlier.

“are you and bill fighting?” ben asked finally.

stan looked up from his book. “what makes you think that?”

the other boy sighed. “well, you don’t seem to want to do anything when bill, bev, and richie are going to be around. i understand richie, but not so much bev and bill. and you’re closer to bill so i just assumed.”

stan placed his bookmark in the book and closed it.

“i like bill. a lot. i was going to ask him out but before i could he asked me advice on how to ask out beverly,” stan confessed. “i think i’m in love with him,” he choked up.

ben gave him a sympathetic smile. “i kind of figured. if i’m being honest, i always thought he liked you too. i’m really sorry, stanley.” he was quiet for a second. “i understand how you feel, though. i’m in love with beverly.”

stan returned his smile.


bill knew he wasn’t acting the same for the past week. he hadn’t seen stan since he asked him for advice on beverly. bill didn’t know what he did wrong but the look on stan’s face made his heart clench. he’d looked so hurt. he missed stan. he missed seeing him and talking to him and just being with him. 

stan didn’t come hang out with them at the barrens again today and bill would be lying if he said he wasn’t upset. the other losers had left, leaving him and beverly alone. 

“i-i can walk y-you home,” he offered. 

beverly smiled and followed him back up the path to the main road. they walked in silence. bill glanced at beverly quickly. 

“h-hey, bev? u-uh, can i ask you something?” bill asked. 

beverly looked at the stuttering boy beside her. “sure, bill. what’s up?”

bill took a deep breath and looked at her. “i w-was wondering i-if you want to go…..o-out……with….m-me,” he trailed off, words becoming softer, as he spotted stan walking in their direction. 

they made eye contact and stanley immediately turned around, causing a stabbing pain in bill’s heart. 

“i'm sorry, bill, but i only thing of you as a friend.” beverly glanced from bill to stan and sighed. “bill, how did it feel when stan started to avoid you?”

bill snapped back in to reality, a bit confused by her question. “u-uh, it hurt a lot. i missed h-hanging out with h-him and i-i don’t even kn-know why he was avoiding m-me. if i knew, i-i’d do something t-to change it.”

“how do you feel about stanley?”

“i like b-being around him and t-talking to him. i like seeing h-him everyday and being the first p-person to know a-anything happening in h-his life. i like h-how excited he g-gets when we-we’re out in the b-barrens and he spots a-a bird he h-hadn’t seen yet. i like l-listening to him when he t-tells me about n-new books he’s read. i like…him.”

beverly raised an eyebrow as bill came to the realization that he was in love with his best friend. 

“bev, i-i like him. i-i love him.”

beverly laughed. “well what’re you waiting for! go after him!” 

she pushed him forward and bill took off running in the direction stan had been walking. after what seemed like hours, he finally saw stan’s figure in the distance. 

“stan!” he shouted, running toward his friend. 

stan froze and turned around, mildly intimidated by bill running right at him. bill finally caught up to him and stopped to catch his breath. stanley moved to rush off but bill grabbed him by the wrist. 

“i-i have to tell you s-s-something.”

stan yanked his hand away and crossed his arms expectantly. 

“sh-she said n-no,” bill began. “i'm s-sorry i-i didn’t re-realize before. bev's g-great and all but w-who i really w-wanted was you.”

stan looked furious. “oh, so now i’m a consolation?! i don’t want your fucking pity, bill.”

bill looked hurt, and stan regretted snapping at him. 

“you’re not a consolation. you never could be. i was just too stupid to realize i like you. i like your sense of humor, your wit, your smarts. i like how you get excited over little things and i like how honest you are. i love you, stanley uris. i love you so goddamn much.”

stan was shocked. bill didn’t stutter once. bill looked at him nervously. he was about to say something when he felt stan’s lips crash against his. 

they broke apart and stan grinned. “you’re an idiot, bill denbrough. i love you, too.”

bill smiled back. he kissed stan again, lacing their fingers together. they laughed as they pulled away. 

“come on,” bill said quietly. “let me walk you home.”

stan laughed as bill pulled him forward. they walked side by side, hand in hand, laughing and smiling the whole way there.

My brother’s best friend || D.H.

A/N: This was a lovely request  that I can 100000% relate to. If my brother and his friends ever find my blog than I never wrote this 😏

Word Count: 1.4K

POV: Reader


Originally posted by theanomex

It was freezing outside and I was shivering although I was wearing a beanie and a thick woollen scarf. Today of all days the school bus had broken down and I was left in the cold when all I wanted was to just get home. I unlocked my phone and dealt my brothers number, thankfully he picked up right away.

“What’s up little sister?” Phil greeted me, he clearly sounded stressed.  

“Hey, could you pick me up? I think there is a problem with the bus’s engine and I’d freeze to death if I walk all the way home.”

“I’m on my way to this meeting. I told you it’s today, didn’t I? Sorry, sis, I can’t pick you up right now.” Phil indeed sounded immensely sorry.  

“Oh yah, I forgot. Then I will just have to walk.” I said with little motivation. It was surely going to take me about two hours.

“I’ll call Dan. I’m sure he can get you, he’s coming over today anyway.”

Dan. Just the mention of his name made my heart beat faster. I had a huge crush on my elder brother’s best friend. Super cliché, I know. But how could I not crush on such a guy?

I will never tell Phil how I feel about his best friend. He would make it obvious and probably embarrass me in front of him. The chances of Dan liking me back were -11%. Do guys ever go for their friend’s little sister? I don’t think so. At least Dan doesn’t.

“Hop in” Dan told me, as I opened the door to his car.

“Thanks for picking me up.” I shyly smiled at him as I got in.

“I wouldn’t want you to freeze to death. Phil would have killed me if I left you here.” Dan laughed before he started driving again.

Why do guys look 100 times more attractive when driving? I could literally feel my level of nervousness rise by the second. Never had I been all alone with Dan before.

“So, how was school?” he asked me, keeping his eyes on the road.

I was glad that he decided to break the silence since I was horrible at starting a conversation.

“You are seriously asking me that?” I grinned as he laughed a little.

“Right, it was as boring as always.” Dan answered for me instead.

I chuckled and nodded my head in agreement. Dan took a quick glance at me and shot me a smile.

“Phil said you are staying over today?” I wanted to make sure that I heard him correctly.

“Yup, I hope you don’t mind.”

“Why would I?” I blushed a bit as I said that and hoped he wouldn’t see it.

It was getting pretty warm in the car so I took of my beanie and totally messed up my hair while doing so. It must have looked totally dishevelled because Dan was goofily grinning.

“Well, that’s a look.” He joked as I tried to quickly fix my hair.

“Shut up.” I groaned in embarrassment.

We continued to make small talk and joked around until we arrived at home.

“Thanks again, Dan.” I emphasised after we had both gotten out of the car and I unlocked the front door.

I didn’t know when Phil was going to get back from his meeting, I just knew that I was alone with Dan until then. Normally he would have come over later, but because of the circumstances he was here already. It was just me and him. Just us two. Alone in this house.

I threw my school bag into the corner the second I walked in.

“Looks like you are spending the afternoon with me. I’m the cooler Lester anyway.” I grinned as we both got rid of our coats and boots.

I always get super excited whenever my brother invites Dan over, being alone with him made my heart race and I had to stop my hands from trembling by taking a few deep breaths.

“So, that’s your room. I feel like the last time I was in here there were Barbie dolls all over the floor.” Dan told me, having followed me into my room. He was examining the pictures and posters that decorated my walls.

“You are definitely exaggerating.” I laughed “Do you wanna order pizza and play video games?” I asked Dan and as soon as those words had left my mouth his eyes lit up.

Ten minutes later we were sat in front of the TV, both holding a controller.

“Why are so good at this?” Dan asked me. He was clearly impressed and surprised.

“Who do you think plays these games with Phil when you are not here.” I answered, trying not to give away the fact that I was very much enjoying Dan’s admiration.

This afternoon was all I had ever hoped for. I have always been a bit jealous of Phil and everybody else who could see Dan whenever they wanted to. Now I was finally spending some time with him and it was going incredible well.

“You are going down, Howell.” I exclaimed halfway through the game. I was certain that I was going to win.

“You actually think you can stand a chance against me? That’s cute.” He said as if he was talking to a toddler and ruffled my hair.

“Dan! You messed my hair up again.” I complained as I tried to fix it for the second time today.

“Honestly, nothing can beat the way your hair looked in my car today.” He admitted, smirking.

I like to wear beanies okay? I prefer being warm over beautiful.

“Don’t be mean!” I whined and playfully hit his left shoulder.

“I said it’s a look. That’s a compliment!” Dan threw his hands up in defence and grinned at me like a fool.

“Okay, then stop flirting with me.” I told him jokingly, probably taking it a little bit too far in an attempt to be funny. He must’ve thought I’m a total loser. To my utter surprise, he blushed. I made Daniel Howell blush!

“I wasn’t trying to flirt with you.” He stuttered wide eyed. His cheeks were still red and he wasn’t concentrating on the game anymore.

“I know.” I assured him. The rush of excitement slowly vanished as I could feel my heart sink. Of course, he wouldn’t flirt with me. I knew that. Why would I expect anything else?

“Yeah, you’re Phil’s sister. I would never.” Dan babbled, trying to make it sound like he was totally revolted about the idea of me and him together.

“I know.” I repeated awkwardly, trying my best to not sound hurt.

“Can we continue-“ I started but Dan cut me off.

“Like, I would never. Phil would hate me - or even kill me. It’s not like I’m interested in you. And you are definitely not into me, right?” He rambled. It seemed like he was trying to convince himself instead of talking to me.

He didn’t even give me the time to answer before he was thinking out loud again.

“You are off limits. One just doesn’t kiss one’s best friend’s sister. Even if I wanted to which I certainly don’t and-“ He stopped himself in the middle of his sentence. His eyes were burning into my skin. We just stared at each other for a second before his lips crashed down on mine.

He was eagerly kissing me, stabilizing my head with his hand. I kissed back, like I had kissed him a million times before. This had to be a dream, right? Suddenly I wasn’t thinking anymore, it was like my brain had shut down and my heart and emotions had taken over. My inside was tingling, and I was nearly bursting with joy.

It was a quick but intense kiss and after we broke apart I was overwhelmed with what had just happened. Did Dan just actually kiss me?

“Didn’t you say you weren’t flirting with me and that you certainly don’t want to kiss me?” I asked Dan and although I wanted to tease him, I had an extremely huge smile on my face.  

“Yeah, that wasn’t exactly true. I was just trying to convince myself, but honestly kissing you is worth getting killed by your brother.” Dan was smiling too and shyly scratching the back of his head.

I just stared at him like a fool and he stared right back. We were both wearing big smiles and I was already fantasizing about kissing him again.

“Don’t tell Phil, but I -“ Dan started, but he was interrupted.

“Don’t tell Phil what?” Phil himself asked with raised eyebrows as he entered the room, looking at Dan and then at me.

She's A Bitch C.H

Summary: Basically, Calum’s girlfriend is a bitch and can’t stand you and vise versa, so you and the boys set out to try and make him realize how cruel she is.



Words: 2,000+

“Calum!” His annoying girlfriend called out to him as soon as she barged into his house on our friend group’s annual movie night. Calum his my best friend, and in our group is Michael, Ashton, and Luke. They are literally my only friends, and I love them dearly, but I hate, hate Calum’s girlfriend. She hates me too.

Whenever Calum turns his back, or isn’t around, she a straight up bitch to me, and sometimes to the other boys too. Yet, Calum doesn’t know, and one time I tried to tell him, he yelled at me and we didn’t talk for days. It sucks honestly, but what can you do? Calum is oblivious.

When she came and sat down on his lap, I groaned and rolled my eyes. Michael chuckled and Luke tried to hid his smirk. Ashton just smiled and shook his head. “Oh, you’re here.” I said with a distaste in my mouth. The boys -all except for Calum- chuckled. Calum sighed, “Y/n just leave Molly alone, we’ve been over this, we’re a couple.” I sighed and let out a half-hearted laugh.

 "Ok Cal, whatever. You can go back to sucking your girlfriend’s dick now.“ I said as I walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. In the background, I heard the boys howling with laughter.

I turned around to look at the person who was standing in the doorway, and what do you know? It’s the bitch herself. "Listen to me Y/n, I don’t understand what you’re doing, but you really need to back the fuck off of Calum, he’s my boyfriend, and you’re nothing but a loser piece of shit who can’t get her pathetic life together.” She spit out and turned away and left before I could attack her.

I growled and stormed back into the living room, “Cal, can I talk to you?” I asked as he nodded and walked into the kitchen with me. “What’s up Y/n?” He asked as I sighed, “Listen Cal, I’m going to say this straight out, and I’ve tried to tell you before, but Molly is a total bitch ok? She literally just said how pathetic I was and how I’m such a piece of shit and can never do anything right!” I shouted as I started to grow angrier and angrier.

Calum sighed, “Listen Y/n, I don’t mean to offend you or anything,” oh no, he isn’t, “But, maybe she’s right. You are kind of reluctant on leaning towards my fame and wealth to leach off of me.” He said as my jaw dropped.

“How the fuck can you say that, when all I do is buy everything when we go out, spend the most money on you guys, take care of you guys, buy everything we ever need to have parties and movie marathons, and do everything I fucking can to help and support you!” I fumed at him. “All she does is make you buy her things, and call me names, and make fun of the boys, and all of that shit that you must think is so amazing. Right Calum?”

He rolled his eyes and stalked back into the living room with everyone else. I was fuming, and I was so fucking fed up with her putting things into Calum’s head like that. I waked back into the living room as calmly as I could and spoke loudly. “Hey Luke? Can you come into the kitchen with me, I have a problem and I need a real friend to help me.” I said glaring at Calum the whole time.

Luke looked around at me and then to Calum and widened his eyes while getting up quickly and rushing into the kitchen with me. “Listen Luke, Calum was just all like how I leach off of him and do all of this shit, and how Molly never says anything to me, or you guys for that matter, so I have a plan. I’m telling you first, because you’d be my seconds best friend, after that dickhead I call a best friend, and I really need your help to get Molly on tape, to talk about what she always says to us.” I spoke in a quiet hushed tone.

Luke grew a huge smile on his face and nodded his head enthusiastically, “I’m totally in, I hate that bitch just as much as you do.” He said with a chuckle. I laughed along as we walked back into the living room. “Hey guys, I was thinking we should go back to my place. We could play video games and I have beer.” I suggested facing Ashton and Michael.

They both looked at each other in confusion and I faced my back towards Calum and Molly. I directed my eyes to the side Calum was on and slowly shook my head so they could -hopefully- see that we needed to get away from Calum and Molly.

Ashton seemed to catch on and nodded his head for him and Michael. “Yeah, me and Mike will come with you guys, it sounds like a lot of fun.” He said with a smile as they both got up. They said goodbye to Calum, as did Luke -yet no one said goodbye to Molly. I didn’t say goodbye to either of them, and right before we left I heard Calum call out to us, “Wait, guys, can we come with you?” He asked with a look of doubt on his face.

I laughed sarcastically, “Of course not Calum, you’ve been a dick to me, and I really just want to hang out with my best friends without someone who finds it ok -and apparently loves- when my self esteem gets lowered.” I said with a glare as I turned and motioned the boys to leave so I could go to. The last thing I heard when we left was Calum sigh and Molly laugh.

We arrived back to my house and I gathered everyone in the living room. “Ok, listen up, I say, Luke, you get Calum out of the house while us three set up some cameras and everything all around his house. When everything is finished, we’ll call Calum and have a get together to ‘apologize’ and all that.” I said as we started to make the plan.

Ashton chimed in next, “We need to also somehow get Y/n and Molly in the same room alone so Molly says all of those things to her again. This time, it will all be on tape so Calum will be forced to see how awful she is.” I smiled and nodded along to what he was saying.

“Great!” Luke said, “But why do I have to distract him?” He questioned as I sighed, “Listen Luke, you always know how to force Calum to do things he doesn’t want to do. Have him out of the house and do something until we tell you we’re done ok? That’s the most important part of the mission so don’t fuck it up. Ok?” I asked as he nodded with a small smile.

“Ok, let’s get this started,” Michael said with a smile, “I have a friend who works at a tech store and can get us some really good cameras. I’ll bring them here tomorrow so Luke, call Calum up and tell him you want to do something tomorrow.” He instructed as he went to call his friend about the cameras.

This is going to be so good.

Everything was going according to plan, Luke was out with Calum, and Michael had brought the cameras. Me, Ash, and Mike were at Calum’s house setting everything up. We had three cameras out in the kitchen, four in the living room, and two in the hallway. We didn’t want to do the bedrooms or the bathrooms just incase something we weren’t supposed to see happened.

When everything was finally finished, we left Cal’s and called him to have an 'apology’ get together for Molly and Cal. He bought the whole thing.

When the 'party’ actually started, the boys had somehow figured out a way to get them into the kitchen while me and Molly were both sitting in the living room across from each other.

“Wow, Y/n did you gain weight?” Was the first thin Molly started off with in her spiral of insults. I smirked as she kept going. “I mean, you certainly look fatter, but that must just because you never get off your ass and do anything productive with yourself. You know? I really think you should get a job or something.” You laughed, “Molly, I’m off of college for the summer, I cant get a decent job without a college degree.”

She sighed, “Well I was going to say you could go into modeling, but you’re too fucking ugly for that. Plus, they wouldn’t want a worthless lowlife like you there anyways.” As she finished saying that, the boys all came back.

Calum sat next to Molly on one couch, and the rest of us sat piled on top of each other in the tiny couch. “Ow Luke you punched me in the face.” Michael complained as I laughed at him, my laughter was then cut short as Luke was pushed onto me and crushed me. “Ow Luke.” I whined out.

“Maybe we should head out and do something.” Ashton suggested, “Is everyone game?” He asked everyone, including Calum and Molly. Calum looked over to Molly and she nodded with an eye roll. Calum smiled, “Yeah, we’re in, let’s go,” Everyone stood up. “Actually, I think I’m going to go home, I’ve some things to do today, so I can’t really hang out.” I lied as I looked at Michael knowingly.

Michael gasped, “Oh shit, I just forgot I had something to do as well. Looks like it’s just you guys going.” He said as everyone left Calum’s house. While they all went in a car somewhere, me and Michael drove around the block so Calum wouldn’t get suspicious, and walked back inside his home.

“Alright, lets get these cameras down and into a dvd to show Cal her bratty attitude once and for all.” I said with a small smile on my face as we started getting to work. When it was all finished, I took the tape to my uncle’s to get it changed into a dvd to show Calum. “By this time tomorrow Mikey, this should all be over.” I sighed with a smile as Michael pulled me into a side hug and rubbed my shoulders.

When the next day hit, the boys and I walked up to Calum’s door and knocked so we could get in. The dvd in my hands was starting to get sweaty because of my palms. The door opened and Calum showed up and looked confused, “Hey guys, what’re you doing here?” I ignored him and walked inside with the boys following behind me. “Is Molly here?” I asked as I looked around the room.

Calum shook his head, “No she’s not here.” I smiled, “Good, the boys and I have something to show you.” I had Calum sit down on the couch as I put the dvd in.

“Wow, Y/n did you gain weight?" The Molly that was on the screen said. I smirked as she kept going. "I mean, you certainly look fatter, but that must just because you never get off your ass and do anything productive with yourself. You know? I really think you should get a job or something.” You laughed, “Molly, I’m off of college for the summer, I cant get a decent job without a college degree.”

She sighed, “Well I was going to say you could go into modeling, but you’re too fucking ugly for that. Plus, they wouldn’t want a worthless lowlife like you there anyways.” As she finished saying that, the boys all came back, and she put a large smile on her face.

The video cut out and we all looked at Calum. Ashton was the first to speak, “Listen man, she’s been saying things like this for the whole amount of time you’ve been dating her. It’s also not just Y/n she says these things to, she says things to all of us, we just got this part on tape to show you.” Ashton sighed as we all looked to Cal to see his reaction.

He sighed and walked out with his phone in hand. We all looked defeated as he walked out to the kitchen. We were all silent for a while until he came back with a bright smile on his face. “I broke up with her, thanks for showing me that guys, and I’m really sorry for not believing you guys. Can you forgive me?” He asked while not looking at any of us.

I shrugged and walked up to him and wrapped my arms around him. “Of course Cal. We forgive you. At least you broke up with her right?” I asked with a laugh as he hugged me back. “Group hug!” Luke yelled and everyone was suddenly engulfed in a hug.

At the end of the day, we are all the five best of friends, and nothing, not even a demon from hell can stop us from being together in the end.


  • ❛ Get that frog out of your pants. ❜
  • ❛ You can run, and you can hide! ❜
  • ❛ Now, to find someplace to wait out this rain. As long as it’s not that old, broken-down… ❜
  • ❛ Did you know that dinosaurs had big ears but everyone forgot ‘cause dinosaur ears don’t have bones? ❜
  • ❛ It’s you again. I’m stuck. Help me out of here, and I’ll owe you a favor. ❜
  • ❛ I secretly whisper poetry to myself in my room at night. ❜
  • ❛ But, well, I-I have this crush on this girl. ❜
  • ❛ Maybe I can help you. I mean, you guys are lost, right? ❜
  • ❛ What in the world is going on? ❜
  • ❛ I want to steal. ❜
  • ❛ Hey, why don’t you play the bassoon? ❜
  • ❛ Close the door! I’ll catch my death of cold! ❜
  • ❛ I’m not just gonna just wander around in the woods for the rest of my life. ❜
  • ❛ This guy sounds loony. Maybe we should make a break for it. ❜
  • ❛ You’re more lost than you realize. ❜
  • ❛ Did you know that if you soak a raisin in grape juice, it turns into a grape? ❜
  • ❛ Well then…perhaps we better make a deal. ❜
  • ❛ You’ll die some day, and I’ll laugh! ❜
  • ❛ It won’t open! Well…guess we gotta spend some quality time together. ❜
  • ❛ This is my lot in life, this is my burden. ❜
  • ❛ If dreams can’t come true, then why not pretend? ❜
  • ❛ How can you not eat waffles?! ❜
  • ❛ Further and further, drifting away from where I want to be, who I want to be. ❜
  • ❛ We are just wayward leaves, scattered to the air by an indifferent wind. ❜
  • ❛ You two are literally killing me every moment I’m forced to spend with you. ❜
  • ❛ Hold your tongue or I’ll remove it from your mouth! ❜
  • ❛ I really, really wanna see a ghost, really bad. ❜
  • ❛ You find this place as creepy as I do, right? ❜
  • ❛ ❜
  • ❛ Maybe never! Maybe I’ll never give this up! ❜
  • ❛ Are you ready to see true darkness? ❜
  • ❛ What’s the matter? You seem tense. ❜
  • ❛ There has to be another way. ❜
  • ❛ I admit it. You seem like a pushover, but you’re not. ❜
  • ❛ Uh, are you alright? You’ve been coughing a lot. ❜
  • ❛ If I ever you, I wouldn’t want to go home. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve fallen in love with a ghost! ❜
  • ❛ My secrets are too secret. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll pretend to be a dead elephant and distract them while you get the tape! ❜
  • ❛ Deep down in your heart, you’re a stubborn jerk! ❜
  • ❛ I can leave a trail of candy from my pants! ❜
  • ❛ I stepped on a pumpkin! ❜
  • ❛ Let’s go to this creepy tavern and ask for some directions. ❜
  • ❛ Are you wearing lipstick? ❜
  • ❛ What kind of person talks to a horse? ❜
  • ❛ You don’t need directions; you follow the compass in your heart. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll never steal again! I’ll get an honest job! ❜
I did -Peter Parker Imagine

Originally posted by sddonald22

Request: Could you please do a peter parker x reader where peter is dating Liz and becomes popular so he forgets about the reader. They have an argument and peter says “well nobody loves me when I was a nobody” reader: “i did” peter tries to stop the reader from leaving but she says “don’t, because I’m tired of hearing that everything in your life wasn’t good enough, including me" 

Pairing: Female reader x Peter Parker

Word Count: 627

Warnings: A few bad words

A/N: Thanks for requesting!

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Best friends huh?

Can you do a Namjoon X Reader smut where Namjoon is in a long term relationship with your best friend, but he secretly has a crush on you, he accidentally walks into the bathroom to see you in the shower, and then shit escalates quickly fam, Te amo y tu tumblr ❤️

“Hey babe, can you pick up my jacket from Y/n’s place? I forgot it last time I visited” F/n asked.
“Sure” Namjoon responded.
It had been a while since he saw you, there was actually no real reason to visit you if it wasn’t with F/n. It would be strange for your best friend’s boyfriend to just randomly come and visit you without her.
You met Namjoon because your friend wouldn’t shut up about this handsome guy she met at the coffee shop near her office. When you got to the coffee shop you couldn’t even believe you were standing in front of this guy, he looked like a model that had come out of a magazine. Around that time they weren’t dating but of course, since she already had her eyes set on him you didn’t try anything. So now they were dating… 

Fifteen minutes had passed since F/n texted you about Namjoon coming over for the jacket and you looked like you had just crawled out of your grave so might as well take a quick shower while he gets here.
You gathered everything you needed for your shower and hopped in the warm, relaxing stream of water completely forgetting about Namjoon.
When Namjoon got to your door he knocked various times but there was no answer. He knew where you hid the spare key from what he had heard from F/n. After finally opening you door he casually walked in and found the jacket on one of your sofas but you were nowhere to be found, he looked around a bit until he heard someone presumably you humming from the bathroom. He knew he should’ve just grabbed the jacket and left but curiosity got the best of him and he slowly walked towards your bathroom door which you had left unlocked. Carefully pushing the door open he saw you there in all of you naked, wet glory and you looked fucking beautiful. He had always thought you were one of the most beautiful person he had ever met, after Seokjin obviously, ever since he first saw you he knew you had to stay in his life but you sadly never looked his way.

After what seemed like forever you finally noticed him standing there, staring shamelessly at you while you shower.
The sound of your high pitched scream snapped Namjoon out of his trance.
“What the fuck dude get out!” you screeched, trying to cover as much as you could from his hungry stare. Why wasn’t he leaving?
“Namjoon get the hell out now before I fucking kick your ass out of here” you threatened.
“I’d like to see you try baby girl” he challenged. Seeing that you made no move to get him out, he proceeded to strip himself and jump in the shower with you and there he stood naked and wet it took all of your willpower to not look down his nice chest all the way to his package.
“You’re the cutest” he chuckled. Moving closer he gently pulled your hands away from your body.  
“I really like you Y/n” he confessed, pulling you into a sweet kiss he let his hands roam all over your body. At this point, your body was on fire and your head was a tangled mess. You’re kissing your best friends boyfriend for goodness sake, she’s never going to forgive you, but with the way, his mouth moved against yours, and how he made you shiver with each touch you couldn’t  really bring yourself to care about your friend.
“God this is better than I had imagined” he whispers in your neck. He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you harshly on him, you could feel him rub against your leg. You felt the heat burning in your core and you needed to do something about it now.
“I need more…” you breathed out.
“Don worry baby we’ve got all the time in the world” he assured.
“Yeah, all the time of the world” F/N said.
You both turned quickly to see your best friend standing there at the door of your bathroom…

I’m so sorry I haven’t posted anything in a while
The past few months have been pretty rough on me and I couldn’t find the time nor the motivation to write anything, but I’ll try to write and post things more often


Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Story Prompt: What if you got an alert on your phone every time someone thought of you? What if the alert told you what that person thought of you?

Originally posted by bangtanroyalty

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Summary: A mysterious app appears on your phone and you can’t seem to get rid of it. You discover that it notifies when someone thinks of you, and one fateful day, you accidentally send Yoongi to the nurse’s office.



Edit: There’s a part 2 now! you can find it here

You knew this would happen eventually. You were careful of your image after you learned what the app does, but you couldn’t stop yourself from crashing into the lead basketball player, Yoongi. Everyone was there, watching you humiliate yourself in front of one of the highest ranked students. 

Heat rushed up to your face as you quickly avoid eye contact with him, apologizing repeatedly. You not only bumped into him, but at your velocity, had managed to completely knock him to the floor. 

And maybe he had to go to the nurse after that.

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Last Assignment (#3)

Summary: Reader is in art class. The professor assigned a nude model to each student and gave a last assignment of the semester that has a lot of weight on the final grade.  

Pairing: AU!Bucky Barnes x Reader (Reader POV)  

Warnings: Steve fluff

(Y/N) = your name

a/n: hey guys, here’s part 3. I just want to say sorry again for being late, I had a very difficult week, and my computer was just not cooperating on friday. Anyway, here we go. Hope you enjoy it. Sorry it’s so short, but pt 4 will definitely be much longer! Let’s talk about this story!! Also, dont forget to check out this post.

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“Boyfriend. Just to be clear, I am her boyfriend, not just her best friend. So, I’d keep my hands to myself if I were you.” Steve looked very clearly tense, and just a little bit awkward.

“Yes, sir.” James did a mock salute. The atmosphere suddenly became thick. 

“Okay, whoa, testosterone. Let’s leave that out the front door.” I stood up and grabbed Steve by the forearm, “C'mon, let’s get going, we’re going to miss the movie. See you later James, text me if you need anything”

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

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Disney Descendants 2:  True Villain? Part Two

Let’s get back to how messed up the Isle of the Lost is. 

Besides the place always looking like it’s a step away from falling apart we can also see all the people who were involved with the Villains have been banished to this place away well. 

I noticed that during the movie, a few times, the adults who aren’t parents to any of the VKs let them get away with certain things. Hear me out when Ben, Evie, Jay and Carlos were singing Chilling Like  a Villain there’s a older man watching them as they go, he’s witness to them being back on the Isle, he knows who Ben is because putting Beast on Ben’s jacket and under his ripped T-shirt was so not obvious!

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Secret - Part 2

Part two of Secret! This part it for  flowxrsforyourgrxve ,  firebirdsalvatore , and fanficrebloggy . The flashback is in italics! Hope you like it!! 


You wake up to Alfred opening the curtains in the guest room where you slept the night before. You look down and realize that both Dick and Jason had found you and crawled into the bed. You hadn’t had a chance to introduce the boys after the gala because Dick had been asleep and Jason had needed a bath. Thankfully your fight with Bruce had happened after you had put Jason to bed.

“Good morning, Mrs. Y/N. I was quite surprised when I went to wake up Master Bruce and you were not with him. He told me about the argument you had and informed me that you had taken up residence in one of the guest rooms”

You sat up slowly, trying not to disturb the two sleeping children, “Yeah, we had a pretty big fight. I don’t know how much longer I can stand hi keeping me in the shadows, I feel like he’s ashamed of me sometimes” Alfred sits on the side of the bed, wiping away a tear, “I know I’m not as pretty or small as the models he parades around, I’m not as smart as the scientists at S.T.A.R Labs, but I’m still his wife, that should be worth something right?”

“My dear child, you mean the world him. He is terrified of losing his family like he did all those years ago, and he hates that he’s afraid” Alfred sighs, “I just hope that he realizes how much you and the children mean to him before he loses any of you”

You throw your arms around Alfred, the man who had become a grandfather to you. You feel little hands pat your back and you realize that you and Alfred had accidentally woken at least one of the kids. You pull back and look down, both Dick and Jason stare back at you.

“Mama? Are you okay?” Jason whispers.

You choke back a sob and gather up the little boy, dragging Dick closer as well. You remember last night as you were giving Jason his bath his heartbreaking confession.

Jason swirled the warm water around, playing in the bubbles quietly.

“Is the water still warm enough for you, sweetheart?”

Jason had nodded quietly and glanced up at you shyly, “Can I … can I …”

“What is it? You ask me anything”

“Can I call you mama?” he whispered, “I ain’t never had a mama, and I want you to be my mama, Y/N”

You could feel tears prickling the backs of your eyes, “Of course you can. You can call me whatever you feel comfortable with”

He smiled brightly, “I’m gonna call you mama then!”

You’re brought back to the present when Jason calls to you again.

“I’m fine, baby. Everything will be fine”

Dick ducks his head, “Can I call you mama too?”

You draw him closer, so each boy is sitting on one of your thighs, “Of course you can, baby. I didn’t want to pressure you to call me anything you didn’t want to”

Dick pouts, “If Jay gets to call you mama then so do I!”

Alfred chuckles quietly, “Breakfast will be ready in 20 minutes. Do you need help dressing the boys?”

You shake your head, “No, I got it” you stand up and scoop the boys into your arms, “Come on, we are going to Jason’s room first. I had Alfred go out and get you some cloths last night”

Jason squeals happily when he sees that you grabbed a Wonder Woman shirt for him to wear. When you had been talking last night you had asked him who his favorite Justice League member was, and he had admitted that he had a crush on Wonder Woman. When you asked him why he had told you that it wasn’t just because she was pretty, but “because she can kick any bad guys ass!”

“I though you would like this shirt, and here, I got you something else” You reach over and hand him a Wonder Woman stuffed toy. Jason start to cry when you hold the toy out to him. He takes it slowly, almost like he expects you to snatch it away. When you don’t he crushes the toy to his chest. “I almost forgot. Here Dickie, I got you something too” Dick squeals when you had him the superman toy. You yourself had the Batman one, the three toys had come together.

“Thank you mama!” both boys shout, hugging you tightly, each kissing one of your cheeks

“Alright Jaybird, why don’t you head downstairs and help Alfred set up the table, and I will help Dick pick out some cloths”

Jason nods quickly, taking his toy and after one last hug he runs down the hall.

“Can I wear my Superman shirt today, mama?”

“Sure baby, why don’t you go pick out your cloths, I’m going to make sure Jason doesn’t fall down the stairs”

You creep down the hall, making sure that you are quiet enough not to alert Jason that you are following him. You pause when you head Jason talking to someone.

“So, you’re the one who made mama cry last night” the little boy snarled, you had never heard a child so angry

You hear Bruce sigh, “You must be Jason. My wife brought you home from the gala right?”

Jason snorts, “She’s your wife? Well, asshole, if she was your wife why did I see you with other women last night? Why did she sleep in a different room than you?”

You peak around the corner to watch the exchange. Bruce crouches down so that he is eye level with Jason, “Unfortunately I haven’t been a very good husband to her lately. I didn’t listen to her, and I haven’t told anyone that she is my wife”

“Why not? If mama was my wife I wouldn’t ever look at another woman again! She is the best ever!”

“I know, buddy, I know”

“So are you gonna say you’re sorry?”

“Yeah, I just hope that she accepts it”

You slowly back away from the corner, turning and making your way back to Dick’s room. You finish helping him get dressed and the two on you walk down the stairs.

“Right on time as usual, Mrs. Y/N”

You help Dick get into his seat and glance over at Bruce who was watching you quietly.

“I wouldn’t miss your breakfast for the world”

“Before we eat, can I talk to you Y/N”

You sigh softly, but nod anyway, leading Bruce out to the hallway. “What is it?”

“I would like to announce that we are married in out next interview. And I wanted to say that I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for everything I have put you through. I don’t deserve you or those perfect children, but I have you anyway and I never want to lose you.”

“I understand where your fear comes from, I understand that you are just trying to protect us. And I accept your apology” You lean forward and press a gentle kiss to Bruce’s cheek.

Bruce grins, taking your hand and quietly leading you back into the dining room. Both boys had gotten out of their chairs and were eves dropping around the corner, when they see you turn to walk back into the room they scramble back to their chairs. You chuckle when they don’t quite make it all the way back to their chairs.

“You boys are some nosy little shits, you know that?” Bruce said while chuckling. Dick just grinned innocently, and Jason laughed.

Once everyone is settled you eat the breakfast that Alfred prepared and then everyone goes about your day. You watch movies and play with the boys, and Bruce watches while he does paperwork


You and Bruce schedule your interview for the following week. On the interview you reveal that the two of you have been married for 6 years, and that you hadn’t revealed it because Bruce didn’t want you to get any backlash from the media. You also reveal that you have two boys, and they are brought out both boys and everyone thought they were adorable. It was obvious that the boys loved you both and that they were very happy with their new family. You and your family were no longer a secret.


About a month after you adopted Jason, Timothy Drake showed up on your doorstep. His parents had left him alone again and the two year old didn’t know who else to go to, so he went to his neighbors, you. Tim stayed with you the entire time his parents were gone, almost six months into his stay you received news that his parents had been killed while overseas, so you convinced Bruce to adopt Tim as well. Tim would gain a real family. He now had two older brothers a mother who loved him and a father who would listen to him


Damian was the last to enter your family, and even when he did it wasn’t by conventional means. Bruce had infiltrated the League of Assassins headquarters and found out that Talia al Ghul had created a child in a test tube. Bruce had brought the test tube back to the cave and you had offered to have the child implanted into your uterus because you knew that if the child, you had decided to call him Damian, wouldn’t survive in a test tube.

Damian was the only child that you gave birth to, but all of the boys were your sons. You had the family that you always wanted. So as you lay in a hospital room, having just given birth to Damian, you look around at the people you love. The top Justice League members were all there, your sons were all sitting on the bed, watching their youngest sibling, and Bruce was watching everyone. A small, secret smile on his face. A happy smile. A smile that you hadn’t seen since before his parents were killed. So as you lay there in that hospital bed you watch your family. You have everything you could have hoped for. There were no need for secrets in this room because everyone there was family, everyone there was loved.

anonymous asked:

I haven't had a crush in a couple of years, but I remember I used to have a crush on this guy. He was pretty short, always wore the same black jacket with yellow stripes. He had compassion, really stood up for what he believed in. He was ahead of our time, he never really fit in, ya know? He didn't want to go into the family business like I did- we were cousins. He completely forgot about me when he ran away with a florist and sued the human race.

Some announcments of questionably importance:

Don’t expect Reaper’s New Toy updates before the end of the month. I’m pretty busy with other stuff and also, to be honest, I still have too many different ideas about how to continue that and the whole thing is getting frustrating and confused. I need a pause to clear my mind.

On the other side, you’d probably be happy to know that I’m seriously considering to make a sequel for Powerless, and you have to thank a bunch of my friends and fellow followers for that. Still, don’t expect me to get to work on that before this summer, probably.

Since someone asked me about this, I’m not partecipating to the R76 Valentine Event basically for two reasons:

  1. I hate valentine’s (and yet because these have never been happy days for me, I always feel so depressed thinking that the best valentine I had was almost 12 years ago, when my primary school crush bought me some coconut sweets instead of chocolate - I don’t like chocolate - I miss that guy a lot and guess what? His name was Gabriel. OOOOOH!)
  2. I simply forgot about it. I forgot to put a post-it on my desk as I did for the R76Week and time ran out pretty fast, guys. But I bet that my subconscious made it on purpose according to reason n°1.

I’m done here. Thanks for your time! :)
Have a nice week.


Originally posted by miniyardss

Request: “Hi can you please do a Carlos De Vil imagine? Where the reader confesses how she feels about him to mal & evie, and Carlos finds out? Thanks!”

Requested by: @umpeters

Pairing: Reader x Carlos

Warnings: None

Notes: Finished this imagine in one day. That’s the fastest I’ve ever been! (so sorry this took so long though)

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I need to know (you) Pt.2 [BTS Smut]

Originally posted by myloveseokjin



COUNT → 4538

GENRE → Smut/Angst/Fluff

PAIRING → Taehyung/Jimin

SUMMARY:  Taehyung heard his best friend masturbating and now he can’t stop thinking about him. He feels that something just woke inside of him, but don’t know how to express it. He just know that Jimin is responsible, because now he can’t stop thinking about kissing him. But that is a normal thought to have, right?

Taehyung woke when someone said his name. That someone being Jimin, seating over his bed, patting him calmly on the head. Taehyung melt over the touch, thinking this was his favorite way of waking up. Most of the time other members woke him, screaming and even hitting him. But Jimin was always nice around him, petting him and talking sweetly until he was awake.

“Wake up Taehyungie, we need to talk.” Jimin said and suddenly he was awake.

He remembered everything that happened the previous day, since listening to his best friend jack off, until the kiss they both shared. His body immediately reacted to the memories, his heart started pumping louder and he felts his hands get sweaty at the memory of soft lips against his. He was still sleepy, but that only made the sensations on his body be stronger.

“I’m awake.” He growled, his voice deeper after the sleep. “What do you want to talk about?” He wasn’t stupid, against common belief, but he needed to hear Jimin said it, just so he would know he wasn’t dreaming.

“Yesterday.” Jimin said. “The, you know, the kiss.” He whispered and Tae found himself smiling.

Jimin was bare faced, and using his glasses just like he was yesterday when they both kissed. Taehyung dropped his gaze towards the eldest lips and felt himself get nervous staring at them, they looked just as plump as they had yesterday, maybe even more after their hours of sleep.  Jimin found him staring and licked them very slowly, hypnotizing Tae. He followed the path Jimin’s tongue was making, remembering how those lips have felt, and how warm that tongue have felt against his own.

He was getting hard thinking about it, and thanked that the bed spreads were covering his growing erection. It had to be normal, he said to himself, after all it was still pretty early and it was normal to guys to have a morning wood. He tried to ignore the voice in his head telling him that morning wood was cause by dreams. It was same difference.

“The kiss.” Taehyung repeated awestruck. “Yeah, we can talk about it.”

But neither of them did, instead they stared at each other for a couple of minutes more. Taehyung was lost in Jimin, noticing for the first time some small details on his best friend face. His nose for example, was it like that all the time? And he always had that long neck? He tried to remember and come to the conclusion that no, he used to be chubbier before, and he didn’t had that terribly long neck.

He wanted to bite it.

The thought climbed to his head and made a nest there, and now that’s all he wanted to do. Taehyung was a simple guy, he wanted something and didn’t rest until he could accomplish it. It didn’t matter if what he wanted was dangerous, like bothering Yoongi, or if it was stupid like jumping from a moving car (and he promised Namjoon to never do it again). He had to do it. And now he wanted to bite Jimin.

“I’m happy I helped you with your curiosity.” Jimin interrupted his monologue and Tae forced himself to tear his eyes away from his neck.

“My what?”

“Your curiosity. You know, you said you were curious what it would feel like to kiss a guy.”

“Ah, yes. I said that.” He forgot anything he had said, he could just remembered Jimin’s tongue inside his mouth.

“And? Did it help you?” Jimin was talking slowly, and Tae felt dizzy by his low voice. “Maybe it helped you to clear your thoughts?”

“I don’t know.” Taehyung admitted, and if he was being honest he felt the kiss only made things worse, because now after sleeping he was a 65% sure he had a crush on his friend, and not just a jealous attack or even a hormonal outbreak.

Yes, everything started because he found Jimin masturbating, and he felt aroused. But that didn’t mean anything. And yes, he was jealous of the thought of Jimin with other guy, but that was a common problem between close friends. But if he was honest with himself, and this morning he felt being honest, it was not so normal to think about biting your best friend’s neck, and to think about kissing him again. So maybe, just maybe, he was feeling something more for his bandmate.

“Maybe I can help again?” Jimin asked and Taehyung found himself nodding energetically.

This time Jimin was the first to connect their lips. Taehyung could feel his heart on the throat the moment he felt Jimin’s lips over his. Jimin was kissing him slowly, nothing like yesterday and Tae loved it even more. It was like kissing a cloud, soft and peaceful. Jimin’s hands locked on Tae’s hair and he found himself purring on the kiss when Jimin started playing with his hair. He wanted to touch Jimin too, he decided, and cupped his cheeks, tracing circles with his thumbs, marveled by the soft skin.

Jimin breathed on the kiss and Taehyung shivered when he felt it over his lips.

“Be ready in ten!” a voice interrupted them and both of them jumped, and then laughed at their reactions.

“That scared me.” Jimin admitted and Taehyung loved how red he was, not just on the face for the fear of being caught, but also on the lips after having kissed Taehyung.

“Me too.” Tae confessed and Jimin shared another smile with him, pushing his hair back in the way he knew his fans liked, and now Taehyung knew he liked too.

Okay, maybe 75%.

“Let’s get ready before someone…”

“It helps.” Taehyung decided to say, interrupting Jimin who stood up heading towards the shower. Jimin froze on the place, turning to see Tae. “The kiss helped, now I know I like boys.”

Jimin blushed at that and Taehyung had the immense urge to go and kiss his cheeks, but the erection he had was an inconvenience, he didn’t want to scare Jimin. No matter if the boy seemed as excited to kiss him as him.

“I like them too.” Jimin murmured and almost ran towards the bathroom.

Taehyung smiled at that. Jimin had come out to him, and that made him feel happier than the kiss. It was still his best friend, and he still trusted him over details of his life. He was good.

Taehyung found himself finding excuses to kiss Jimin again, the idea of biting him still playing on his head, and for the first hours of the day he couldn’t do anything about it. They were always surrounded by more people, whereas being the staff or the other members, and Jimin payed him enough attention so no one could notice something was different. But not enough to push Taehyung to kiss him again, in front of others or not.

Then they were alone on the make-up room. The rest of the members were taking photos together, and the make-up artists were with them, ready to fix their make ups if necessary. Normally Jimin and Taehyung would use that time to sleep, because of their tight schedules they used all the time available to sleep, but Taehyung was too excited to sleep.

Jimin was sitting in one of the chairs, playing with his phone and Taehyung went to hug him from the back startling him. If anyone walked, he thought, it wouldn’t be weird, he was always hugging him, and even the staff said how cute they found it when he did that.

“W-What are you doing.” Jimin asked, looking at Tae over the mirror.

Taehyung looked at them too. Both of them were wearing their make-ups, and he couldn’t help the chill that run through his body when he realized they were wearing matching eyeshadows. It was because of the concept from the photos they were going to take, but it still made his heart jump.

“Can you help me a little more?” Tae asked, dropping his voice, just in case someone heard, and Jimin gulped.

“With what?” he breathed and Tae smiled at how he sounded.

Maybe. Just maybe. Jimin liked him too? A little more than just a friend? A 75% more?

“Tell me if you like this.”

He then buried his face on Jimin’s neck. He almost stopped what he was about to do when the cologne of his friend hit him. It was subtle, but intoxicating. He breathed in, and then placed his lips over Jimin’s neck. He could feel Jimin’s heart and for some reason that made his dick twitch. He then sucked his skin into his mouth, tasting Jimin just like he had been meaning to since they were at their hotel room.

“T-Tae.” Jimin purred.

“Mhmm?” he asked, not willing to detach himself from Jimin, kissing Jimin’s neck exactly where he could feel his pulse the strongest.

“I do l-like it.” The boy stuttered and Tae closed his eyes when Jimin placed his hand over his head.

He didn’t stopped kissing, licking his way getting close to Jimin’s collarbone. He had to help himself with his hands, pushing Jimin’s shirt down to let him pass through, but Jimin’s soft gasps and the way he was caressing his hair was motivation enough to keep moving.

A step outside the door made him detach himself from his friend, just in time to see their stylist walk in followed by more staff. Jimin yelped, pulling the shirt up again but no one payed him attention, not even if he was the brightest shade of red. They didn’t even blink at Taehyung standing behind Jimin. Why should they? They were always like this. Taehyung licked his lips, satisfied for tasting Jimin again. For now.

“Thanks again.” He breathed over Jimin’s ear, smiling when he felt the boy shudder.

“T-that’s what friends are for.” Jimin answered, still red on the face and Tae rewarded him stroking his hair.

“Stop that!” their stylist screamed. “Don’t ruin his hair. Just look at you, you can never keep your hair brushed.” She scolded him and Tae looked himself on the mirror and smiled at how messy it looked. All thanks to Jimin.

“You don’t think I look good like this?” he asked to the stylist, offering his most sheepish smile. “Sexier.” The last he said it winking at Jimin, and his friend avoided his eyes.

“It’s a cute concept Taehyung, not a sexy one. Now come here and let me brush it again.”

Taehyung nodded and followed her, not feeling a bit remorseful. If Jimin’s reactions were something to go by, maybe, just maybe that 75% was higher. Like an 80%. God knows he was at 80 now.

Even if he had kissed Jimin today, and even kissed him on the neck, he was still wanting more. He felt drunk, the only thing his dizzy mind could understand was Jimin. He felt parched, the only thing his body wanted was Jimin. Jimin’s delicate skin, Jimin’s warm tongue, Jimin’s impossibly soft lips. And then his head requested more. Jimin’s hands touching him everywhere, not just his head. Jimin’s voice moaning his name, asking him the same thing he asked two nights ago while he was pleasuring himself.

He needed to be that someone Jimin was craving. Friend or more than that. It didn’t matter now. He just needed to know he could satisfy Jimin the way he needed it.

The problem was that right now he was too far away from Jimin. After the photoshoot they had different schedules, and now Taehyung was heading towards a restaurant with Jin and Jungkook to have some interview with who know who, some paper dude, he supposed. Jimin in the meantime was with Hoseok practicing their new choreography. Any other day he would’ve thanked to be eating instead of practicing, but now he really wanted to be with Jimin.

He took a picture of the boring food discreetly so Jin wouldn’t notice and sent it to Jimin.

Taehyung: I’m bored [5:17]

Chimchim: Be thankful. I’m tired like never before. [5:17]

Chimchim: Sent a photo [5:17]

It was a photo of Jimin with Hoseok, both of them smiling towards the camera, both of them drenched in sweat but happy. Taehyung knew that even if they did feel tired they also liked it. Hoseok and Jimin were the only ones who liked to practice, and even went to the dance studio at unthinkable hours of the morning to perfect a step.

Taehyung noticed something on Jimin’s neck, it was almost unnoticeable, but it was there. Jimin had a red mark on his neck, right where Tae had kissed and licked before. He smiled at the memory, pleased with himself for his doing. Jimin looked even better with that mark.

Taehyung: Look at your neck Chimchim. [5:19]

Chimchim: Fuck. [5:19]

Taehyung laughed, imagining Jimin covering it before Hoseok noticed.


“What is it?” Jungkook asked, clearly not invested in the interview either.


“Ugh, I wanted to go with him and Hobi.” Jungkook pouted and drank from his glass. “I like being with Jimin.”

Taehyung found himself frowning at that. It was no secret Jungkook felt comfortable around Jimin, just like he was around any other member. But it was also known Jimin enjoyed Kook’s company. He always picked him as his favorite member during interviews, and was constantly mentioning how cute and good looking the younger was. Most of the time was fan service, he knew, but couldn’t help to wonder how much of it was.

He had stopped thinking about who Jimin had think about while masturbating the other night, but his head was again on the same subject. Now that he was 81-82% percent of his crush that information seemed vital.

Could it be Jungkook? He was young, yes, but he was also strong, so it might make sense he thought of him fucking him. He was tall as well, and more than once had been scolded for masturbating on the shower, so the idea of Jungkook in a promising way wasn’t completely foreign, Taehyung assumed. Maybe, just maybe Jimin liked Jungkook more than just like a friend.

Ugh, why was he doing this to himself? Jungkook was his friend, the same kid who masturbated watching pictures of D.Va. Even if Jimin thought of him in that way (and he was hoping to be wrong about his assumption), Jungkook wasn’t interested that way. There was no way. He was just being paranoid. First Yoongi, now Jungkook. He needed to stop.

But still…he needed to know.

Taehyung: Kookie says he prefers to be there than here. [5:22]

Chimchim: What about you? [5:22]

Jimin answered almost immediately and that made Taehyung’s ego to boost. He didn’t care to know about Jungkook, but about him.

“Wake up Tae.” Jin scolded him and Taehyung found everyone, including the paper dude, were staring at him.


“He asked you a question.” Jin said trying to sound calm, but Tae knew he was mad at his lack of attention.

“Sorry, I was distracted. What was the question?”

“Don’t worry, I’m sure you’re very busy with your comeback. I asked, who are you the closest to?”

“Jimin.” He said without hesitation and Jin and Jungkook nodded at that. That had been the easiest question he had been asked.  “He’s my best friend.”

“Would you say you know everything about him?”

He was about to say yes, but resist, because no. Just two day ago he didn’t know that Jimin liked guys. And he still didn’t know who he was thinking about during his masturbation session.

“There are some things I don’t know, of course.” He said slowly and Jin laughed.

“But he does know almost everything. These guys are almost attached to the hip, you will find them together all the time.”

“95 liner.” Jungkook added and the paper dude seemed satisfied by the answer.

Chimchim: I’ll take that as a no. [5:23]

Taehyung: I will always choose to be with you than with a paper dude. [5:25]

Chimchim: He’s from a magazine, not a newspaper. [5:25]

Chimchim: And I’ll choose you too. [5:26]

85? 86 percent? He wasn’t sure anymore but he felt himself float reading Jimin’s answer. How did he manage to read these type of texts before without having his heart threatening to jump out his rib cage?

Chimchim: Can I ask you something? [5:27]

Taehyung: Of course. [5:27]

Chimchim: I helped you with something and I was wondering if you could help me too. [5:27]

Taehyung: That’s what friends are for. [5:27]

Taehyung felt himself sweat writing those words, and gulped the rest of his drink waiting for Jimin’s reply. But Jimin was typing, and the he stopped typing, and then he typed back again. Taehyung felt himself going mad. What was Jimin thinking? He had to pay attention the interview again, but kept checking his phone waiting for Jimin. An hour later he replied back, right when they were saying their goodbyes to the interviewer, and Taehyung almost dropped his phone trying to open the text.

Chimchim: Sorry, Hobi yelled at me for being on the phone. [6:30]

Chimchim: I better tell you in person. [6:30]

He felt himself dismay, but could understand. Especially if Jimin wanted something more than just a kiss. For an hour Tae had been thinking of the possibilities, thinking that maybe, just maybe, he needed help relieving himself. Maybe he needed his fingers. He was hoping that’s what Jimin wanted.

Taehyung: No matter what you need. I can help. [6:30]

He had never been surer.

By the time he finally saw Jimin again he had almost lost his head. He was now 90% sure of his feelings, after spending the whole ride back to their hotel room watching photos of him and Jimin, noticing how good they looked together, and how perfectly they seemed to match every time they went out. He really liked how good he looked around Jimin, happier or something like that, he wasn’t sure. But he sure was happier around him, even before realizing his feelings.

But even if he was 90% sure, he wasn’t sure about Jimin’s feelings towards him. The other boy had never showed interest towards him, not in a different way at least. Yes, he was touchy, but he was like that with everyone. Yes, he kissed him back, but what did that meant? Taehyung was no longer sure. And maybe, just maybe, he was wanting to ask Taehyung to stop whatever they were doing. He was gay, but that didn’t meant he liked to kiss every boy.

Jimin arrived to the room quietly and Taehyung felt himself breathe again, not realizing how tensed he had been apart from his friend. Jimin seemed tired, after been practicing for so long. Even if they were away from home he and Hobi always found a studio where to practice, and every time they come back tired and sweaty, although this time it seemed Jimin had taken a shower before coming to the hotel. For the first time Taehyung wanted to see Jimin sweaty.

It made him think that’s how he looked like after a good fuck. After getting fucked. Ugh, he needed to control himself.

“Hi.” Jimin said shyly and Tae smiled at him, loving the way Jimin pushed his hair way in an attempt to compose himself.

“How was the practice?”

“Tiresome.” Jimin admitted and Taehyung nodded. “Today Hobi was acting like a demon.”

It happened sometimes, Taehyung agreed. Some days Hoseok was too hard during practices, and came out as rude scaring not only the Youngers, but even Yoongi and Jin. Hoseok could be scary if he wanted.

“I’ll kick his ass tomorrow.” Tae said trying to be as serious as possible and Jimin laughed, his eyes almost disappearing. Tae was drunk on that laugh, and wanted more. “I mean it, he won’t even know what hit him.”

“Do it and I’ll kiss you.”

Tae’s heart missed a beat. Was this heathy? He asked himself, imagining he was going to be hospitalized soon because his heart decided to stop every time Jimin said or did things like that.


“Promise.” Jimin breathed and suddenly the whole room turned tense, their previous encounters swimming over their heads. “Tae, about what I said.”


“Let me do it.” Jimin murmured and Taehyung was nodding even if he didn’t know what his friend was actually asking, and Jimin laughed blushing. “You don’t even know what!”

“I don’t care. I want to help you.”

Jimin smiled, but walked the distance that was separating them, walking very, very slowly towards Taehyung’s bed. He sat next to him, and Taehyung resisted the urge to just grab his head and kiss him again.

“I told you I’m gay.” Tae nodded. “But I have never being with a guy.” Jimin continued and Tae smiled knowing that yes, he was the first to kiss Jimin. “And I wonder what it feels like to…do what you did earlier.”

“Kiss my neck?” Tae cooed and Jimin shivered. Why? Taehyung’s voice? Their proximity? Cold? He really, really needed to know.

“And make a…you know.” He vaguely motion to his own neck and Taehyung understood.

“You want to give me a hickey?”

“Is it too much? I shouldn’t have asked.”

But Taehyung was pulling his collar down, more than ready to have Jimin’s mark on him. He never thought that was something he would want, but he really, really wanted it now.

“Do it.”

Jimin gulped but didn’t waste time. Cautiously he licked Taehyung’s neck and Taehyung grunted at the contact. It had been too long since he had felt Jimin. Jimin was licking slowly, his hands moving across Taehyung’s chest and Taehyung shivered when he felt his hands graze his nipples.

“Uh, yes.” He moaned and Jimin took that as an encouragement. He hiked Taehyung’s shirt to have more access and Taehyung shivered when his cold fingers made contact against his naked nipples.” Jiminie.” Tae breathed and Jimin smiled, still nibbling Tae’s neck.

“You like it?” he asked, kissing tenderly where he had been sucking, licking, making sure to leave a mark.

“Too much, I think I will faint.” He wasn’t kidding, he could feel himself get dizzy.

“I better stop then.” Jimin separated from Tae and let his hand fall from his chest. Taehyung pouted at that and Jimin laughed stroking his hair. “It was being too much to me too. I need to take care of this.” And then he signaled towards his crotch and if Taehyung was feeling dizzy before now he felt like dying.

Jimin was hard. For kissing Taehyung’s neck. Was he dreaming? He couldn’t even talk and Jimin took the opportunity to leave towards the bathroom. Taehyung turned himself into a statue for a couple of seconds and then he stood up. There was no way he was going to miss the opportunity of watching Jimin masturbate again. That was the only thought he had for the past days, and he needed more.

He walked towards the bathroom and found the door unlocked.

Jimin was looking towards the door, waiting for him?


He wasn’t wearing his jeans any more, or his black boxers, and was grabbing his erection with one hand pumping very slowly. Taehyung could feel the blood on his ears and was more than sure he was completely red. But anyway he closed the door behind him, with button, just in case.

“You mind?” he asked, moving his hand towards his half hard member while Jimin never stopped his movements.

“No.” Jimin breathed and that was all Tae needed.

He pulled his jeans and boxers down, not caring about removing them completely, just enough to release his member. Once free he grabbed the base and slowly moved his hand, trying to match Jimin’s rhythm.

“You’re so big.” Jimin moaned and the words went directly towards Taehyung’s ego, and made his dick twitch in his hand.

“And you’re really pink.” Tae found himself saying because Jimin was really pink, and his head couldn’t form coherent phrases. “Spit on your hand for me Jiminie.”

Jimin didn’t waste a second and followed Tae’s instruction, spitting on his palm before returning his lazy movements, and Taehyung remembered how frantic he was two nights ago, how fast and hard he was jerking himself.

“Faster Jiminie, that’s how you like it yeah?”

“Yes.” Jimin moaned and quickened his pace, throwing his head back at the sensation and Taehyung made sure to follow his rhythm, making sure to lick his palm before. “Fuck, Tae.”

“Tell me Jiminie.”

“Touch your nipples for me.”

Taehyung was quick to obey, remembering how good it had felt when Jimin did it. He took his shirt off and pinched one of his nipples, a grunt escaping from his lips doing so. He was so sensitive, and his skin felt like as iff he was burning. Jimin was still pumping hard, needy gasps escaping from his mouth and Taehyung leaned against the door, knowing his legs weren’t strong enough to support him.

He couldn’t believe he was doing this, masturbate in front of Jimin while Jimin was doing the same thing. He wasn’t even paying attention to his own cock, moving his hand almost robotically because he was too focused on Jimin, how his cock was already leaking precum, and how he was biting his lip.

“Your hands are so small.” He found himself saying. “Mine would feel better.”

He normally would just think that, but now he said it, his mouth betraying him, and panicked for a second at what Jimin could say. But Jimin moaned, louder than ever, and came. Taehyung was shocked seeing his friend came, since he missed it the last time. Jimin never stopped his movements, cum dripping towards the white floor and over his fist. Jimin was moaning something that sounded almost like “Taehyung” and “I know” and “next time” and the promise of those words made Taehyung come as well.

“Jiminie.” He growled when he felt his orgasm, stroking slowly to help himself during it.

He was about to faint, he thought, his vision darkened and his legs trembled. But there was no way he would miss Jimin’s expression while he came. Jimin looked sinful, eyes blown wide and mouth open, as if he had just run a marathon, then he licked his fingers covered in cum and this time Taehyung was sure he did faint.

“That was hot.” Jimin said once Tae came back to his senses, founding himself seated against the door, flaccid cock on his hand. “You came really hard.”

“Because of you.”

“This isn’t weird, right?” Jimin asked, going to get dress and Tae was tempted to beg him to stay naked, because naked Jimin was a gift to the world, and especially to him.

“Not for me. To you?”

Jimin stopped to think, pushed his hair back and then kneeled in front of Taehyung. Tae forgot how to breathe for a second, smelling the strong aroma of Jimin after coming. Jimin placed a chaste kiss over Tae’s lips, barely brushing their lips together, but Tae could feel Jimin’s smile.

“Not for me either.” He talked against Tae’s lips. “I like it.”


His Dirty Little Secret..

Prologue( for new readers)

Hailey Wilson is your typical 16 year old. She prefers books over party’s and where she lives most people don’t agree with that such as Ashleigh Wills the most popular girl at school who looks down on everyone and gets every guy she wants and when she wants.

Luke Hemmings is your typical bad boy, he has piercings and tattoos all over his body. He prefers girls or anything and he likes to make peoples life a living hell at school and one of those people happen to be Hailey…

but what happens when they both realise they are each other’s new neighbours??

  • Before you start reading i will let you know a few things..
  • The story has changed a little i have re-written some characters and taken people out.
  • I have changed Haileys attitude and re-written parts.
  • You may have noticed i changed the title as well, the story line is still going to be the same but just a little different.
  • Luke is still going to be the ass he was the first time around.
  • I don’t want to tell you guys too much because that will spoil it..
  • i hope you enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 1-

From the bad boy at school to my next door neighbour..

Hailey’s Pov 

My alarm kept ringing and ringing meaning it was time for school, i groaned as i rolled around and turned it off.

i layed back and stared up at the ceiling.

Weekends go by so fast, i stayed up way to late last night.

i just couldn’t put this new book i got down, it’s so good.

i got it on Saturday when i was out with Sophie and Lauren and i haven’t been able to put it down.

My mum came walking in to my room and said  "Time for school"

i rolled my eyes at her as she walked out, she doesn’t like when i stay in at the weekends reading.

She want’s me to be more like her when she was my age.

which was going out getting drunk and having unprotected sex with guys no one likes, something girls like to do in this generation.

Me on the other hand i don’t enjoy anything like that, not that i’ve ever gotten drunk or even been to a party but if you took one look at me i would get laughed at if i showed up at a party.  

My friend Lauren like’s to go to a party now and again but i never go, she asks but i just laugh at her when she does.

we have been friends for so long she should know by now i would not be seen dead at a party.

i was just glad Sophie wasn’t into party’s, she more like me thankfully.

i got up out of bed finally and i quickly jumped into the shower because i haven’t showered since Saturday and it’s now Monday morning.

i looked at my wardrobe wandering what to wear, the only thing i own is black skinny jeans and plain t-shirts or hoodies.

but even with my choose of clothing i still get called a nerd, i don’t see myself as a nerd yeah of course i do well in school and i have never missed a day but that’s just because i want to do well.

The worst name i do get called in school is Virgin. It’s such a stupid thing to call someone, i know i can’t be the only person in the whole school who is a virgin.

i’m just open about it,most people at my school aren’t. The popular ones call me and my friends Lauren and Sophie the three virgins even though Lauren has had sex.

they just think there better than us which is really stupid. It doesn’t bother me anymore what they call me, i’ve gotten use to it over the years.

I’ve gone with black skinny jeans and a white plain top with my leather jacket and converse, it’s comfy and at least maybe my mother might agree with my choice.

Once i was finished getting ready to walked down stairs to find my mum in the kitchen patiently waiting for me.

Oh god.

“What took you so long?” was all she said once i walked in..

I gave her a weird look and then i looked at the clock, it’s only 8 o'clock i wasn’t that long.

“I was only 45 minutes and i needed a shower” i said to her as i got my bowl and cereal out for breakfast

She rolled her eyes at me and then she turned and was about to walk out but not before saying

“Well hurry up and eat because i have a meeting early this morning so if you want me to drive you, stop with the back cheek and eat” she said and then she left.

I guess she didn’t get enough sleep, it’s always the same with her one minute she is a loving mother and then next minute it is as if she regrets ever giving birth to you and she tries to show it with every word she says or look she gives you. She is hard to read sometimes.

But she is the worst lair, if she thinks i believe her having these meetings in the morning she is really wrong. I know she is meeting up with another one of her guys for whatever it is.

I don’t know his name i just know there is a guy but that is the normal routine with her, i never find out his name because it doesn’t get that far that i meet him unless i catch her out her with tights around her ankles and the guy on top of her, it has happened quite a few times.

By half 8 we were ready to go and i got in the car yawning,even though i am really tired this morning it was worth it and i know when i go home i will want to read more.

i got a text while i just arrived at school from my friends letting me know that they were already inside and so was Luke.

Luke hemmings.

i wished just wished that one day he would take a day off, for being a bad boy he always manages to come to school of course he misses classes but he still makes an appearance every day.

i’ve never hated someone so much than i do him, he is the whole reason why people started calling me a virgin.

It happened a year ago, i stuck up for myself and told him off something no one dares to do at this school but i felt confident and i was sick of him thinking he owned the school and ever since then he hasn’t stopped trying to make my life hell.

He’s the typical bad boy in our school, he has a lip piercing and a tongue piercing and loads of tattoos, his hair is always dyed a different colour each week. He will be bald by the times he’s 20 i bet.

people say when his dad left things changed for him but no one really knows what happened to him 2 years ago.

Mondays aren’t bad for classes i only have 5 and they last 2 hours roughly each, it helps that i’m a good pupil as well so my day goes by quick so i can get back to my book.

i knew my friends were in the cloakroom already but i needed the toilet so i headed their first once i got my books out of my locker.

I walked out of the bathroom but of course my luck i managed to hit someone with the door on my way out.

“I’m so sorry, i didn’t see you” i said as i turned to apologise to whoever i hit and then i realised who it was.

“Watch where you’re going nerd” she said

That was Ashleigh Wills the most popular girl in the school.

She is the one who most people are scared off, she has long blonde hair and the makeup.

She wear the shortest clothes i have ever seen someone wear, if it isn’t a short skirt it’s short tops.

There is something else about her that everyone is scared of,it’s who she hangs around with..

Luke Hemmings.

They are always on and off, it’s hard to tell if they are together or not.

If you ask me they are perfect for one another both as bad as each other.

She looks down at everyone for no reason all because she is the captain of the cheerleader squad, she is second person on my list of people i hate.

i walked to the cloak room and saw my friends

“Good morning”

 Sophia said “ Morning” then she pointed to Lauren who seemed to not know i was there

“Morning….” i sang into her ear making her jump

“Fuck off Hailey, i have a hanging headache"Lauren said still not lifting her head up

Me and Sophie laughed at her, she must have been out last night well she shouldn’t have drank too much.

We went over who had what class etc.. Me and Sophie had Maths together and then i had Art alone then it was break time and then we all had English together but Lauren doesn’t sit with us. She sits with this boy who she has a crush on.. William graham.

she is the most confident one out of us three but when it comes to him she can hardly get a word out, it’s quite entertaining to watch.

then i have R.E alone and Science alone but i am passing these classes, i always have so i am never bored in class.

I have been so busy thinking about what classes i have today i forgot about what happened this morning.

"Your never going what happened before you guys arrived this morning at school” i said to both of them making them looking weirdly at me.

“What?” they both said

“I was coming out of the bathroom and i hit someone with the door on my way out and guess who it was?” i said

They both shrugged their shoulders and then i continued “ It was Ashleigh, i said sorry but once i realised who it was i wasn’t sorry anymore”

They both laughed and then Lauren said “ I would have paid good money to see the look on her face as you hit her, she needs more than just a door to the face if you ask me”

the bell rang meaning it was time for class..

We just got up as Luke and his with along with Ashleigh and her squad walked past us, they gave us dirty looks and Luke said “ look it’s the 3 virgins hurrying to class” they all laughed as they walked past.

Of course he couldn’t walk past us without saying anything, he makes me sick.

i hated how he just walked around this school like he was god’s gift, i can’t believe at one point i had a crush on him. That was before the tattoo’s and piercings of course.

By break time i was so ready to slap Luke and ready for food.

Art class is the only class i hate not because i can’t draw it’s because i have to deal with Luke and his friends alone.

Calum Hood and Michael Clifford.

They are all as bad as each other, Michael doesn’t say much as Luke and Calum would. I have to sit beside Michael in my R.E class and he isn’t as mean or annoying like the other two.

I had been in Art class for almost an hour now and so far i have had 3 pieces of paper thrown at my head by the one and only Luke Hemmings.

Seriously have they not got something better to do? Like um their fucking work.

This is normal routine in Art class, they always throw something at me, a pencil or paper or a rubber. I remember Luke threw a pencil at my head and it hurt and i swore i thought i saw a tiny bit of guilt in his eyes when i turned around angrily at him but he soon covered it up with a smirk.

I picked up one of the pieces Luke threw at me and i opened it to find that he had written Loser in black pen i mean could he not have written something more i don’t know creative?

I knew he was staring at me because i could feel his eyes on me so i looked over at him with the piece of paper in my hand still, he was smirking at me and then he mouthed

“Loser” to me still smirking.

I rolled my eyes at him not giving him the satisfaction of letting him know he’s bothered me. He is such a dickhead, I could think of more impressive things to call him.

I gave him a dirty look and then i picked up another  piece of paper he threw at me and walked to the bin and turned to look at him as i threw it in the bin and then i rolled my eyes as i walked back to my seat.

He didn’t look to happy but so what? Maybe it will teach him a lesson that throwing paper at me is getting nowhere and he is just wasting his time and mine.

just when i thought i might have gotten rid of him that bastard pushed me into the lockers, seriously?! What a prick.

One day i am going to push him to see how he likes it.

i walked into the canteen mad as hell, Lauren still look hungover but i didn’t care i slammed my bag down on the table as i sat down making her give me the evils.

i told them what happened, they weren’t surprised about it because it is just a normal routine with him.

the rest of the day went by quick thankfully, Luke never said another word to me or pushed me but he was too busy with his tongue down every girl’s throat so i think that’s why.

Sophie’s mum was giving me a lift home, i didn’t feel like walking home like i usually do so i just got a lift. Lauren had detention for being late last week so she had to stay behind.

When i got dropped off at my house there was a big truck that said “Moving out” at the side in big letters on it just next door.

Finally someone has rented the house next door, it has been empty for weeks and it has been creeping me out lately.

I dropped my bag at my door and i walked over to see who the new neighbours would be hoping they are going to be nice.

As i got closer i saw a woman about 5'4 with short blonde hair walk out of the house looking tired.

She seen me and she smiled so i smiled back and i walked closer over to her.

“Hello i’m Hailey, i live just next door” i said as i stopped in front of her

She smiled and held out her hand for me to shake which i did because it is polite and then she spoke

“Hello i’m Liz, me and my son have just moved today, it’s nice to meet you”

She seemed really nice, i hope her son is nice as well.

“My mum will be home soon if you like you can home next door for a cup of tea? I’m sure you could use a break from moving boxes around” i said nicely to her

“Aw thank you sweetheart, that is very kind of you but i’m fine. My son will be here any time now, you should meet him, you are probably the same age” she said

I smiled at her and then all of a sudden a motorbike was heard coming close and then the guy pulled up in the driveway, we both turned to look and Liz smiled.

This must be her son.

“Here is he now” she said

She walked over to him as he was just getting of his bike, i swear i knew that leather jacket from somewhere but i couldn’t figure out where.

He’s very tall and i can tell he is probably attractive.. But i haven’t seen his face yet.

He was just taking off his helmet and Liz waved me over. I kept my head down to the ground because i was shy, i usually am around boys and if he is attractive i don’t want to say something stupid.

The guy turned around just as i approached Liz and then she spoke “ Son this is Hailey Wilson, she is our new neighbour, you guys are around the same age”

I finally lifted my head up to see who her son was and i think i almost died right there.

Her son is Luke Hemmings.

Luke Hemmings who about a couple of hours ago was throwing paper at me and pushed me against the lockers.

Great this is just perfect, i don’t know who looked more shocked.

Me or Luke.

He didn’t smirk at me, he just stared at me. I tore my eyes away from him to see his mum staring between us and then she spoke

“I’m guessing you two know each other already?”

Haha you could say that..

“We um go to the same school” i said quietly

Luke smirked making me wish i was anywhere but here right now

“Oh isn’t this great” Liz said clapping her hands and walking away leaving me and Luke alone.

I took one last look at him before turning, i didn’t want to spend anymore time with him than i needed to.

God not only is he going to make my life hell at school, he is going to make my life at home a living hell too.

So guys i’m back,i didn’t go away for long but i have deleted all of my work and starting fresh.

i wasn’t happy with my writing and i’m sorry if you guys loved my writing but i will be re-writing all my stories and making them better.

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A Quick Peck On The Lips

-credits to the rightful owner/creator of the gif  ヽ(*⌒∇⌒*)ノ

Can you do a Stuart x reader where Stuart and reader are best friends and go to high school together and she gets cat called all the time and Stuart gets mad and tries to fight everyone who does it to her. One day he gets so sick of it and when someone cat calls reader he punches the guy in the face. Readers breaks up the fight and Stuart accidentally says ‘stay away from my girl’

Character: Stuart Twombly from the move “The Internship”

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princemagnusbane replied to your postI feel like it’s important to note that Simon’s…

also they put simon in a plot that in the end showcased who he is as a person: a good guy… like yeah the heartbreak pushed him but in the end it was abt showcasing his character. This episode constantly highlighted the fact that he’s good. Him not telling raphael abt jace + his feelings when he thought he had killed a mundane + his reaction towards quinn when he found out he was the killer. When he confronted him, you could see that simon really cared that a life was lost. It was all abt simon’s character getting showcased. Also this is rlly good development for simon in regards to how he’s dealing with being a vampire. We’re seeing him adapt and learn new things abt the downworld which is pretty important development.

YES all of this i actually had a longer post i was writing about simon but tumblr decided to post the draft i’d written instead of DELETING IT. I agree that Simon really shined as a character here and I loved that he just really went off because he was so mad the vampire murdered someone he forgot he was surrounded by like 20 other vampires. Anyway, what I had also wanted to add on was this:

Clary doesn’t just represent that bridge, but also his attempts to be who he once was. Back in 2x12, Simon tells Luke he wanted to just be with his girlfriend and go to college. Be normal. Up until 2x14, he was really making steps to do that – his music was taking off just like he always wanted, the girl he’d crushed on for years agreed to date him, he went back to school. Things were good. But it was always very fragile because Simon knows he’s not that guy anymore. He just wants to be that guy so badly and he gathered all of the things that told him I’m still Simon Lewis so carefully into his arms. As a result, it’s not surprising that the loss of not just Clary as his girlfriend but Clary as his best friend since childhood crushed him so terribly.

I imagine Simon coming to terms with his identity will continue into 2x16 where he meets his family. I’m really looking forward to seeing this. I don’t like his relationship with Clary in the sense that I don’t think they ever dated for the right reasons; Simon’s feelings were too deep and Clary’s not deep enough. But given the events of this episode, I do feel like he had to take that step in order to move on and leave the feelings he’d associated with Clary for so long behind. Obviously it would have been nice if Simon had discovered this on his own instead of that Seelie Court mess, but regardless him moving on is important.

(I should add that Luke (and Jocelyn) in some ways are (were) that bridge, too, but not quite because they’ve always been entrenched in the Shadow World from the start – Simon just never realized – whereas with Clary, he essentially discovered it with her.)