This is why I left:
I saw a life with you. Not in a romantic way, but the way where when I looked at the future I saw you sitting at my dining table, confessing your worries for the 1,800th time. I saw you meeting the love of my life and introducing me to yours. I saw you loving my kids like they were your own and I saw us loving each other - platonically, simply.
But through our late night conversations about the world and about our futures - mere kids aspiring to be something great in a city that was always so poor - you spoke more about the way my smile lit your world up instead of what you’d do to create your own. You stopped fantasizing about meeting the love of your life and insisted that I was already in it, despite the fact that I said it wasn’t what I wanted. That this wasn’t how it was supposed to be.
I caught the lingering stares and the subtle comments. More than anything, I noticed how we changed; how you tried to force something on me that I didn’t want, and how you kept getting hurt in the process - silently blaming me for not reciprocating feelings that I didn’t harbor in the first place.
Three years later and I feel the hatred steam off of you when you see me on the corner of my block. I ripped you off of me like a dying limb because I knew that if I held on to you, you’d cling for dear life - never looking forward to another version of your own future again. I left because I’d rather hurt you now and have you move on in due time, as opposed to not at all. I didn’t want you meeting the love of my life with a cold smile and tension wrapped around your first handshake. I didn’t want you to go home at night with no one beside you. I didn’t want you to look at my kids and wish they were ours. I didn’t want you to look backwards. I needed you to look forward.
I broke your heart for your own good. But believe me when I say that you broke mine, too.
Haha. I jest. Yes. I am alive. I know that I wrote
absolutely nothing this summer and I
apologize for essentially abandoning you.
Some of it was out of my control.
Real life was insanely busy. However, this break was deliberate on my part.
Truth be told my friends, I was absolutely fried at the end of Season 5. I
needed a long break from writing and fandom to recharge my batteries.
Which I have done, so I really
appreciate everyone’s patience. I am super excited for the new season, but we still
need to wrap up Season 5! I am getting this just under the wire, but it’s time
to look back at Season 5 and discuss what was on target and what missed the
mark. I tried really hard not to repeat what I said in the reviews, although
I’m absolutely sure I did. Hopefully, I can pull out some new and interesting
a colt bc its short like him and a set of lock pick bc he has to pick locks duh
(thank you anon for requesting!! tho I feel like this is neither very fluid nor soothing. if anything the green is kinda scary. or maybe its just me after staring at this for too long while my minds somewhere else)
requested by anon ;Can you write one where you are on a double date with Clay and Hannah,
your date is Jeff. Originally you went so it wouldn’t be awkward for anyone as
it is their first date together but turns out it was also a real date too
between Jeff and you, which you don’t find out till later on when Clay says I
told you this double date would help all of us.
You still couldn’t believe you let Hannah talk you in to this. A double
date never goes well, that’s basic knowledge for everybody who watches way too
many shows and teen drama’s.
‘Why was this a good idea again?’ You ask Hannah, while you look how she runs
her hand through her short hair, her eyes focused on her reflection in the
‘Because you’re helping me out, [Y/N]. I don’t want to mess things up with
Clay, and with you there, it will be so less awkward.’ Hannah turned around,
smiling at you.
‘Hannah, I’m pretty sure Clay likes you anyway. He did confess that, right? You
told me about, twenty times.’ You chuckled.
‘I know, but still. Besides, Clay is bringing along a friend, it will be loads
‘For you two, yeah, still not sure which friend of Clay you’re referring to.’
You had been doubtful about your ‘date’, not sure who to expect. With Clay, you
never really knew. However, since he had told Hannah how much he liked her,
Hannah had been looking happier. She smiled again, made jokes and messed around
with you. It was nice to see her like that again.
‘Don’t worry about it, [Y/N], I’m sure it won’t be that bad,’ Hannah grinned. ‘Besides,
you’re doing this for me, so don’t you dare to be too focused on your date.’
She gave you a cheeky wink and then took her phone that buzzed loudly from the
table. ‘They’re almost here!’ She announced happily.
‘C’mon, I promise you won’t regret it. Have I told you you’re literally the
‘Not nearly enough,’ you laughed, ‘but c’mon, let’s go downstairs.’
Just when you got down the stairs, the doorbell rang, announcing Clay’s and
your dates arrival.
Hannah immediately opened up the door, greeting Clay with giving him a hug. A
bit hidden behind Clay, you saw your company for the night. And, it actually
wasn’t too bad. Fuck that, you were suddenly glad Clay was friends with him.
Jeff’s dark hair was in its usual quiff, his bright white teeth nervously
tugging at his bottom lip and his hands pushed into the pockets of his black
jeans. He was wearing a grey long sleeved shirt, with three buttons on the top
of the shirt, that he hadn’t bothered to button up.
‘Oh, [Y/N], you know Jeff, right?’ Hannah ginned, turning around towards you.
She looked very happy with herself, as did Clay. You kinda hated the smug smile
on their faces, but couldn’t help but be happy with Jeff standing there.
‘Yeah, hi.’ You smiled, waving a bit awkwardly. Maybe the awkwardness wouldn’t be between Hannah and Clay, but between
Jeff and you.
‘Hi, [Y/N].’ Jeff smiled back, pulling his hands out of his jeans pockets.
‘So, you two ready to go? We could go to the movies, and then go to the diner
to have a milkshake or something?’ Clay suggested.
‘Sounds great!’ Hannah smiled, and you nodded along.
Apparently Jeff was driving, so you were forced to site in the passenger seat
next to him, while Hannah and Clay sat in the backseat. The whole drive they
were so caught up in their conversation that they barely noticed Jeff and you.
‘They seem pretty close,’ Jeff joked, looking at you and then glancing at the
‘They do, huh. Makes you wonder why they even want to go on a double date,’ you
‘Yeah,’ Jeff said, focusing on the road. ‘So, eh, what kinda movie do you want
‘I don’t really have a preference. I like all kinds of movies. As long as it
isn’t too romantic, because I’m not sure we’ll survive that with those two with
us,’ you joked, pointing towards the backseat.
‘I can only agree with you,’ Jeff grinned. ‘Good thing I picked out a movie.
Not sure what it is about, I just went with it because I liked the title.’
‘And what is the title?’
‘Don’t remember.’ Jeff confessed, a sheepish smile on his lips, making you
laugh out loud.
‘What did I sign up for?’ You said, still laughing.
Turned out you signed up for a night full of laughs with Jeff, about how
Hannah and Clay would get stuck together at one point, and how they would have
to be together forever. It had actually been a while that you had so much fun,
and it did surprise you. Sure, Jeff was pretty nice to look at, but you never
knew he was actually a fun guy too. You two had a lot in common, more then you
You barely even noticed the meaningful glances Hannah gave Jeff and you. The
movie had been absolutely amazing. Jeff did have a good taste in movies.
Now, the four of you were sitting in the diner, enjoying a milkshake while Jeff
and you shared a plate of fries. You still were kinda hungry, but didn’t want
to admit it. Jeff did notice it anyway, and ordered himself a plate of fries, but
ending up sharing it with you. Even though he barely ate any fries. It did warm
your heart a bit.
‘So, Jeff,’ Clay started, grinning at Jeff who was seated on the opposite side
of the booth. You were sitting right beside Jeff. ‘I think you have to thank
‘Yeah, thanks,’ Jeff laughed.
‘Wait, I’m not following,’ you added, confused. This date was all about Hannah
and Clay, wasn’t it?
‘Jeff wanted to ask you out, but was too afraid, so I came up with the idea of
a double date. And I think it worked out pretty good.’ Clay smiled.
You frowned, and looked still confused at Jeff.
‘Is that true?’ You asked him.
‘Eh, yeah.’ Jeff admitted, nervously tugging at the sleeves of his shirt.
‘And I thought this was all about Hannah and Clay being awkward around each
other.’ You said, a bit flabbergasted that you weren’t aware of this set-up
‘Oh, c’mon, have you seen them together?’ Jeff laughed. ‘But hey, doesn’t
matter. You, eh, you’re not mad, right?’
‘Why would I be?’ You smiled. ‘It’s kinda cute.’ You admitted, cheeks starting
to get bright red. You quickly looked at the other side of the booth, but
Hannah and Clay were tangled up in yet another intriguing conversation.
‘How about a walk?’ Jeff proposed. ‘We’ll be back here to give them a ride
home, they won’t even notice we were gone.’ You nodded and slide out of the
booth, waiting for Jeff.
It was quite a dark night, since the moon was hidden behind the clouds. Luckily
it hadn’t cooled down too much.
‘So, it was all a set-up?’ You started, smiling.
‘Yeah, eh, I guess I’m the awkward one here.’ Jeff laughed. ‘You’re really not
‘Of course I’m not, as long as we get to do this again, without Hannah and
‘That’s a promise.’ Jeff immediately said.
‘Can’t wait.’ You smiled, looking at him.
Turns out that double dates aren’t always trouble and drama.
Innocent Churchboy!Josh is trying to teach you about God but you’re trying to teach him about a few other things.. Pairings: Joshua Dun x Fem!Reader Warnings: weed use and vandalism mention ?? this is so vanilla it pains me. handjobs & thigh riding, praise kink is thrown in there for irony of it all Word Count: 3.7k
Poor little awkward emo prince. My first piece of writing for FFXV is a thank you to everyone who creates for this fandom! It’s mildly NSFW (suggestive language) and hella awkward and rambly…because it’s from Noct. hah!
I want to do the rest of the bros but we’ll see if I can be creative for more than five minutes.
Gender neutral reader s/o. Pre timeskip. No spoilers.
This is amazing. To be honest, this is the one, true, good ending of Another Story.
It’s literally the only sensible thing you can do in that situation. Of course you can’t accept to get in some stranger’s car to take you to some weird suspicious place in the mountains, just because another stranger asked you nicely. To test some game, for free? Hey, there are people who do that for a living! I have a job, you know, and if I have to give that up for you, you better offer better payment and work conditions, and of course give me your company information.
Sorry Saeran, V, everyone, this is for your own good.
Somebody had to report this shit.
You gonna thank me later.
(On a side note, what are you doing, working as a reporter, V. xD)