Imagine your Boyfriend, Sebastian Stan, getting jealous when another guy hits on you

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exo as types of housemates


• he keeps the apartment clean and tidy

• does a full clean of the apartment once a week

• gets annoyed when his housemates leave dirty dishes in the sink too long

• bought a box to put the dirty dishes in. if they’re not washed and put away within his given time frame…he’ll throw them away

• writes a lot of passive aggressive notes and leaves them everywhere

• early bird. by the time everyone wakes up he would have finished his morning jog, showered, eaten breakfast, fed his cat, washed the dishes, made his bed and is ready to go to work

• always sleeps before 10 pm


• mum. nags a lot but also shows you lots of love 

• bought a whiteboard for the living room. wrote reminders, the weekly chores roster, encouragements, weekly menu and to do lists on it

• wine enthusiast. has an impressive wine collection. drinks a glass every night (borderline addict) 


• loves hosting dinner parties

• loves having wine and board game nights

• avid reader. has multiple full bookcases in the apartment


• kind and gentle

• enjoys growing cute little succulents and cacti on the windowsills and desks 

• has a love hate relationship with a pigeon who lives outside his bedroom window

• can be a bit absent minded sometimes. forgets to put the milk and butter back in the fridge occasionally (apologises profusely)

• decorates the apartment with cozy touches (eg. soft blankets on the couch, hanging fairy lights, buying candles and buying fresh flowers for the coffee/dining table)

• can be a phantom some days. his housemates know he’s still here by his plates and cup being washed and drying in the rack. he’s usually holed up in his room working

• doesn’t mind cleaning after everyone once in a while but he gently reminds them to do it themselves so the apartment isn’t infested with cockroaches and ants


• he always has music blasting from his room

• always starting DIY projects he saw on pinterest, facebook or tv shows. rarely finishes them. incomplete projects everywhere

• handy man. can do minor repairs

• a bit of a klutz. breaks dishes and cups sometimes. replaces them promptly

• has 5 bottles of bug spray distributed around the apartment (he hates bugs and spiders)

• cooks really well! his housemates rarely order in when he’s home (he loves cooking for people so it’s no biggie)

• enjoys creating daily vlogs to document his life


• you can hear youtube gameplay videos blasting from his room (esp. markiplier and jacksepticeye)

• leaves dirty dishes in the sink. when he runs out of dishes and utensils he has disposable plates and utensils in his room

• eats some of his housemate’s food without asking

• never throws out the trash when it’s full. proceeds to push his rubbish down further into the bin to make room

• “borrows” his housemate’s stuff and leaves a note saying he’ll give it back

• walks around naked sometimes

• night owl. watches movies late into the night or plays games until the early morning


• whines a lot over little things

• trolls his housemates a lot (sticky notes their room, wraps the toilet in glad wrap, puts cups of water on the floor of their bedroom etc…)

• always yelling from the toilet saying that he ran out of toilet paper

• bought a karaoke machine

• loves throwing parties for every occasion (birthdays, work promotions, halloween, new years etc…)

• always has a friend over visiting 

• in the end though, he really is a kind and reliable person who respects everyone’s wishes and feelings


• very sensible

• a little bit shy

• goes to culinary school so he is an amazing chef! everyone in the apartment looks forward to dinner when it’s his time to cook

• sings in the shower, when he’s tidying up, doing the dishes and laundry. his housemates always ask him to sing more but he’s shy

• has a big tea collection in the kitchen cupboard

• enjoys watching sitcoms with everyone (Friends, Seinfeld, Modern Family etc…)

• falls asleep on the couch a lot. His housemates tuck him in before they go to sleep


• sweet and fun

• animal lover. he already has 3 dogs but occasionally, random animals are in the apartment because he feels bad for the strays on the street

• tries to cook but his “recipes” are… odd 

• he’s a bit messy but if you ask him to do something he will have no problem in getting it done

• whenever he uses up the toilet paper he forgets to replace it with a new roll

• falls asleep in random areas around the house (against the wall, dinner table, couch, floor etc…)

• he sleeps in such a deep slumber and looks so comfy that his housemates feel bad for waking him up (they do just cover him in a blanket if he’s sleeping somewhere soft)


• pays his part of the bills late

• always leaves the toilet seat up

• he’s that guy who nearly finishes all the milk/juice except for a few mls. he then proceeds to put the carton back in the fridge (why can’t he just use it all and throw it out?!)

• doesn’t do any chores until someone actually asks him or scolds him

•needy. he’ll just enter one of his housemate’s room and lies on their bed while bothering them

• enjoys having movie marathons with his housemates

• interested in fashion. goes clothes shopping twice a week. leaves clothes everywhere. has a huge pile of laundry in his room

Sexism in the Arts

So the NY Times recently tweeted this:

A 27-year-old mother who barely uses social media is selling more albums than anyone thought was still possible

The person they were talking about? Adele. ADELE. You know, the woman who has 21.4 MILLION Twitter followers. The woman who just blew past N*Sync’s record for debut week. The woman with the top hit songs that pretty much everyone is singing.

Reduced to:

  • woman
  • mother
  • inept social media user

This is some grade-A bullshit. Because at the end of the day, the same attitude exists for women in any creative field. The same questions. The same dismissiveness and reductions.

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Hyper Projection Engeki Haikyuu - Winners and Losers

Today’s third-years!  Theme is: Third-Years forever!!!

Ken-chan: Ok!  Good job everyone!
Hiroki: Good job!
Justin: Ah, is this a video?  It felt like a photo.
Ken-chan: Last show!  I’m so glad we could wrap it up with no problems
Hiroki: Yay, so glad!
Ken-chan: Thank you!  Ok, Hiroki…
Hiroki: Ok! Thank you everyone who came to see us!
Justin: Ok!  Uh… thank you so much!
Ken-chan: Thank you!  This was today’s third-years!  See you again!
Hiroki and Justin:  Someday somewhere!  

Translation by @nimbus-cloud

Party Favors

Requested: Yes
Hi can u pls do a monty x reader imagine? Maybe him being jealous at a party or it could be her the jealous one. Or wharever u like. Thanks x

Pairing(s): Montgomery x Fem!Reader


A/N: I had no idea what to put for the title so yeah 

The ringing of her phone had woken her up from her peaceful sleep. Groaning, she lazily picked up, instantly hearing the loud music from the other end. “Hey baby!” She sighed as she heard her boyfriend’s drunken state,”Monty where the hell are you?”  

He giggled at her tone,”Aw is my baby (Y/N) angry? Don’t worry my love, I drank some shots for you too!”

She shook her head as she got up from her bed, changing into some clothes to pick up her drunk boyfriend,”Monty can you please, for the love of God, tell me where you’re at?” Once he told her where he was, she set off to go and collect her boyfriend.

“Monty! Monty? Where are you?” (Y/N) sighed as she look through the crowed club. She walked over to the bar and questioned the bartender on where her boyfriend is. 

“Is that him over there?”

She glanced over her shoulder to see her boyfriend with another girl on top of him. “Thats him. Thanks,” she gritted out. She made her way over to him, jealousy boiling inside her, only to hear his protests.

“Stop it!”

He pushed her off of him, making her fall to the floor,”You’re not my (Y/N)! You’re going to ruin my chances of marrying her!” The girl opened her mouth, only to be interrupted by Montgomery’s loud gibberish.

“La, la, la! You’re not going to ruin my chances! La, la, la!”

Irritated, she got up, coming face-to-face with (Y/N). “Don’t even try. He’s whipped for his girl.” (Y/N) chuckled,”Funny for you to say that in front of his girlfriend.” The girl’s eyes widened, stuttering on her words,”Baby!” Montgomery stumbled towards (Y/N), accidentally shoving the other girl to the ground again. 

(Y/N)’s hand flew to her mouth, covering her laugh thats threatening to come out. The shocked girl let out a frustrated squeal, getting up and stomping away from the couple. 

“Babe, I’m so glad you’re here!” He wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his head between your cleavage. She rolled her eyes,”Come on drunkie, lets go home.” He took her arms in his hands,”No! Lets stay and party some more!” 

She sighed,”I’ll give you cuddles.” His face lit up,”Well why didn’t you say that at the beginning!” 

-Admin Luna ☾


requested: Hiiiii hello could you maybe write an imagine where the reader is an actress and has an accident on set bc it’s like a superhero movie or something and Shawn just completely freaks out even though it’s nothing major or too serious?

okay i changed this just a bit if that’s okay
ever since you were little, you knew you wanted to be an actress. but not just any actress, you wanted to act in action packed movies and even do your own stunts. you grew up watching movies like batman and superman, they were your life. when you found out you were going to be the new wonder woman, you cried. your life long dream was finally accomplished, you were officially an actress.

you were at your boyfriend shawn’s house for dinner with his family when you got the call. you were hesitant to take the call at first, knowing it was rude to leave in the middle of a family dinner, but as soon as shawn saw the caller ID he made you take it. when you returned to the dinner table (with your eyes still red and puffy from crying) all you had to do was smile and shawn knew. you spent the rest of that night with a huge smile on your face.

now, you’re halfway through filming the movie and the director has finally allowed you to perform your own stunt for this scene. the night you told shawn you would be doing your own stunt, he did not want you to do it. he was scared something was going to go wrong and he didn’t want to see you hurt. you told him he could be there during the filming of the scene but it still took him a few weeks to accept the fact that you were going to do a stunt and possibly get hurt in the process.

today was finally the exciting day and all day from when you woke up to before you went to film a scene, shawn has been clinging to you. it was like he was scared to let you out of his sight or else you would get hurt.

“shawn,” you laughed as the two of you walked into your trailer. “i’m okay. i haven’t even done the stunt yet.”

“i know,” he said, wrapping his arms around your waist while you adjusted your costume in the mirror. “i just don’t want anything bad to happen to you.” he quickly kissed your cheek, careful not to harm the makeup that you had on. and if it was even possible, he tightened his grip on you, nuzzling is face into your neck.

you sighed as he quickly pulled away from you as your assistant barged into the small trailer. “y/n! you’re filming the stunt scene in 5, you’re needed on the set right now.” and with that, he slammed the door and left.

shawn sighed as you threw the black robe on over your quite revealing wonder woman costume, knowing it was time to venture back to the main set where he could possible watch his girlfriend get injured. now, shawn thought it was absolutely badass that his girlfriend was going to be the new wonder woman. he just never thought she would want to do a stunt, especially not one of the most dangerous ones in the entire movie. during the whole movie you’ve had to do fight scenes which required months of preparation, but never a full blown stunt filled with fire and everything.

the stunt you would be doing in less than 2 minutes is at the end of the movie when wonder woman is fighting with aries in attempt to stop him. you would be thrown to the ground from your position in the “sky”. there was a mat for you to land on when they release you from the harness that’s keeping you in the air, but the only thing is there is real fire all around the two of you in the scene. if something goes wrong you could possibly burn. the director of the movie was giving you another run down of the scene while you were being strapped to a harness that was going to pull you at least 75 feet into the air. shawn was still next
to you, only releasing his grip on your hand for the guy doing the harness to get through and tighten it enough. when you saw the harness you were a little worried, it wasn’t as protective as you thought.

“you ready y/n?” the director asked, patting your back slightly. “it’s what you’ve been waiting for.”

you nodded, throwing the headpiece you were supposed to be wearing on your head before you were flung into the air. “i’m excited.”

“that’s good,” he chuckled. “but it doesn’t look like your boyfriend is too thrilled with this idea.” he motioned his head toward shawn who was eyeing the set intently. “i’ll leave you two alone before you start the scene.”

as soon as the director walked away, shawn turned towards you and pulled you into his chest at tight as he could. “please be careful.” he said, kissing the top of your head. “i don’t want to see you hurt.” you pulled away as you heard your name being called. “don’t worry shawn, i’ll be safe. i love you.”

you quickly pressed your lips to his before you ran off to start the scene, leaving him with the other members of the cast and crew to watch. as soon as the direction said action, you were thrown up in the air and started to perform all the actions you were told to do, the actor playing aries doing the same. everything was going smoothly until it was time for the harness to release you onto the large air mat. you felt like you were being flung around just a bit too much, and before you knew it the harness released you, landing on the pavement 3 inches away from the fire flat on your back. immediately the crew stopped everything and about 20 people rushed towards you.

“y/n!” the director called, rushing to your side. “are you okay?”

you shook your head, knowing something was definitely wrong. you landed flat on your back and it hurt like hell. you were about to drift into unconsciousness when you heard the shouts of your boyfriend.

“y/n, babe, are you okay?” shawn rushed to your side, taking your hand. “i knew this was a bad idea. did you call someone?” he asked the director. you could barely make out what was happening, but you knew shawn was talking to the director and then everything went black.


you woke up to while everything. white ceiling, white walls, white sheets. you quickly narrowed it down to a hospital. you sat up, flinching as your back as in so much pain. shawn was sitting to your left, luckily he noticed you as soon as you noticed him.

“oh y/n you’re awake! we’ve been worried sick!” he said, wiping his eyes. probably from lack of sleep. “you passed out so we brought you here, do you remember what happened?”

you nodded, remembering everything from being flung around in the air to hitting the ground hard. “unfortunately, yes.” you sighed.

“you fractured your back,” shawn sighed. “the filming has obviously been pushed back until you make a full recovery.” you nodded, not even wanting to think of going back to film the movie in this state. as much as you tried to not think about the pain in your back, it was there and boy did it hurt. “i’m so glad you’re okay.”

he wrapped his arms around you the best he could without hurting you anymore. “i knew you shouldn’t have done that.” he mumbled, thinking you couldn’t hear him. you two stayed like that in comfortable silence until shawn broke it again.


“yeah,” you whispered.

“no more stunts, ever.”

LULLABIES || lights down low

◦ pairing: reader x taehyung 

◦ rating: pg13 [fluff]

◦ word count: 1.7k

◦ request: god, you’re so good at writing. I was wondering if you could possibly write some more taehyung fluff?? 

◦ mood music: lights down low // max schneider

◦ a/n: Thank you so much anon ❤️ Tae fluff is my favorite kind of fluff xD Hope you enjoy! Sorry it’s a bit short!

This is the first in a theme series called LULLABIES. I thought it’d be nice to do a little fluff for each member having to do with a night in at home. So be on the look out for more adorableness - coming soon!

jungkook | taehyung | jimin | namjoon | hoseok | yoongi | jin

lullabies || m a s t e r l i s t

The bedroom lights sting your eyes as you look up from your book. Squinting, your eyes peek through the open door into the living room. The apartment is flooded with brightness, every room washed over in lamplight. Clicking your phone on for the time, you close your book with a sharp exhale, setting it on the nightstand. You still your breath, listening for any sign of him, but just like the last time you checked, only silence responds. You had hoped that he would be home by now. Too tired to wait for him any longer, you let a light sigh leave your lips. It drains your body into a disappointed slouch. 

Throwing the covers off of your body, instantly regretting it as cold air clings to your skin in goosebumps, you gently roll out of the bed. A shiver courses through your veins as you pad through the icy hardwood floor of the apartment. You walk carefully through the kitchen and living room, flicking light switches off one by one. Pacing around your bedroom now, you linger by the door, hesitating to turn the lights down. A yawn tickles the top of your throat, whispering tears at the corners of your eyes. You still yourself, just one more time, hoping to hear footsteps approach the door, hoping to hear the rustling of keys, hoping to hear his voice declare that he’s home. Nothing. 

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anonymous asked:

Honestly I'm just craving some prinxiety fluff so how about Roman and Virgil cuddling and Virgil has the sudden urge to play with Romans hair because its so soft (this is honestly me though) and Roman being confused at first but finding it adorable and yeah fluff fluff fluff please :))

Warning: I wrote this on my phone so there might be some grammatical errors. There shouldn’t be too many though.

Word Count: 406


After a long, rough day, Virgil had never been so glad to be wrapped so tightly in Roman’s arms, feeling loved and protected. Even though the cuddles were very soothing, that day had been particularly terrible for Virgil and it left him even more anxious than usual. He needed to relax more.

He looked up at the face of his sleeping boyfriend. He looked so peaceful, and Virgil wondered why he couldn’t be like that.

Virgil reached up and gently pushed a stray hair out Roman’s eyes. As his hand brushes against his hair, Virgil marveled in how soft it was.

Everything in him wanted to play with it, but he was reluctant since he didn’t want to wake Roman. What if he woke up and thought Virgil was weird for touching his hair? Then again, there were many times when Roman would do the same to him, so he supposed it would be okay.

As gently as he could, Virgil ran his fingers through Roman’s hair. Unfortunately, he wasn’t gentle enough because Roman woke up after only a few more strokes.

“Virgil? What are you doing?” Roman asked in that sleepy voice that made the other’s heart melt.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I-I, uh, I—“ Virgil rambled, but Roman cut him off by pressing a quick kiss on his lips.

“It’s alright, my dear,” he said reassuringly. “Here. Sit up.”

After shooting Roman a confused look, Virgil reluctantly did as he was told, positioning himself so his back was supported by the pillows and his head leaning against the headboard.

Roman then snuggled his head into the other’s chest, putting himself in the perfect position for Virgil to play with his hair. But Virgil just sat still, worried that Roman didn’t do this for him to touch his hair.

“Well, go on,” Roman said after a few moments of nothing.

“I—are-are you sure?” Virgil asked, now afraid that Roman was only doing this to be nice and was actually not comfortable with this.

“Darling, it’s okay. I want you to play with my hair,” Roman said assuringly, knowing that Virgil sometimes needed that kind if reassurance.

Soon, Virgil’s hands were running through Roman’s hair over and over and over again. At first the strokes were fast and shaky, but as Virgil started to relax, his movements became slow and soothing.

“Thanks for this,” Virgil mumbled.

“Anything for you, my love,” Roman said.


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Pete Dunne - “Oh God, Don’t you knock”

Prompt: Can you do a Pete Dunne imagine with “oh god, don’t you knock”(Pete says it) where Tyler walks in on you either making out or doing the do😊 thanks
Requested: by anon
Warnings: None
Words: 850+

Dating Pete was great. Like really great. You had been in NXT for a year when Pete arrived with the rest of the UK boys. You knew all about him, you yourself an indie performer, your friends kept you updated on the gross and goings on on the circuit. Pete kept to himself pretty much. He didn’t try and make friends when he joined NXT. He had Tyler and Trent and that was enough for him. But William Regal put you in a mixed tag with Trent, Tyler and Pete when Nikki Cross randomly attacked you backstage and the rest of Sanity attacked the boys. The moment you walked out with them Pete was by your side, not only accompanying you to the ring but backstage too. It didn’t take long for your relationship to blossom and for everyone to take notice. 

Pete was so gentle and kind with you. His constant frown would instantly change to a smile whenever you were near him and his harsh exterior would melt away and he would be complete mush. He always had his arm around you or holding your hand. He loved touching you, not just because to told everyone else to back off but because your presence kept him calm. To go along with the constant touching, Pete was ready to go at any time. Early in the morning, late at night, backstage, in a car, on a plane, after a big match, before a big match, even if he was slightly injured, he was ready for it. 

You were out for a couple of weeks after a small concussion. No training or anything. So when Pete left for his day, you spent the day in scrolling through Netflix. You were bored out of your brains without Pete. Usually, you could lie in bed all day if Pete was there. After a while you got out of bed and headed to the kitchen and began to cook - you loved to cook but rarely had time to do it and more importantly Pete loved your cooking. So you made some meals that could be frozen and refrigerated so that when you could go to wrestling you wouldn’t have to worry about cooking meals. 

After hours of cooking, you noticed that you managed to sauce all over your clothes. You headed upstairs to change, seeing one of Pete’s shirts on the ground. You slipped it on over your underwear. His shirt was basically a dress on you anyway so why bother with pants? As you covered the last meal in glad wrap and put it in the fridge you heard the front door to your apartment open. Your apartment was perfect with Pete, Tyler and Trent’s being across the hall - although Pete pretty much lived with you - the four of you just walked between to the two apartments whenever you guys felt like. 

“Hey baby girl” Pete smiled throwing his gym bag onto the ground and wrapping his arms around your waist. That’s when he realised that you weren’t wearing much other than he’s shirt. He smirked and turned you around, picked you up and placed you on the bench “Keep yourself entertained today?” 

“We have enough food to last us 5 months” You grinned putting your arms around his neck. Pete ran his hands up your thighs and up your hips under the shirt. He played with the band of your underwear as he leant forward and kissed you. You smiled into the kiss and wrapped your legs around his waist. He put his hands under your butt and carried you to the couch. 

“Good thing you’re not sweaty” you giggled as he laid you down 

“I showered at performance centre” Pete said putting both his arms on either side of your head so he was above you ”I know how much you hate when I’m sweaty” 

“So considerate” You smiled pulling his head down to yours to kiss him. Pete continued to kiss only stopping to take your shirt off. Pete kissed you again his hands moving all over your body and down towards your underwear. 

“Alright let’s get our gaming on- oh my god!” Tyler and Trent exclaimed coming into your apartment, seeing you and Pete on the couch. 

“Get out!” Pete yelled grabbing the shirt back to hide you from them. You felt your face go red “oh god, don’t you knock?Turn around you idiots!” Tyler and Trent quickly turned around 

“Don’t you lock a door?!” Tyler exclaimed. Pete put the shirt back over your head and a pair of his boxers that had been drying 

“Sorry, They didn’t see anything did they?” Pete asked helping you into the clothes

“All good” You giggled your face still bright red “All clothed guys” 

“Seriously you two go at it like teenagers” Trent said sitting on the couch grabbing the x box controller 

“Well when your girl looks like this wouldn’t you?” Pete smirked wrapping his arm around you 

“But seriously though can you start locking the doors when you get it on” Tyler said “I don’t want to walk in on it again. Thanks” 

I loved writing this, gave me such feels

A soulmate to remember chapter 11

A/N: Welcome to my 200 follower celebration! I’ll be posting 2 chapters in my series, and opening up Headcanons for 24 hours!!! You defiantly have to send them in through my ask box for me to def. answer/see it.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10

Tags: @welcometothecity, @miss-nerdalots,@marvelsimaginess, @naturalnation123 , @suavehayes @nervouswastelandvoid, @glrynwor (let me know if I missed you/you want to be tagged) so I can add you to the list! Hope you enjoyed!

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Chapter 11- Bonding with Family

  Three months slowly turned into five. You could tell in your heart that you truly loved Jason Peter Todd Wayne. Steph (boss, not Batfriend) and you had many, many complaining sessions about out significant others, Sara and Marie would chime in occasionally. College was stressful, but Exams would be here soon, and then there’d be a small break. You slowly got to know his brothers, Bruce, Alfred, and Mrs. Wayne, and found a few moments that you truly broke ground.

  Well, with Dick it was more like the ground didn’t need to be broken, because he was pretty open in the beginning. you had stopped by the Manor rather early before your first fancy dinner date one week after you had met them. Dick had been there to greet you,“Y/N! So lovely to see you, come on in.”

 He herded you to the kitchen, chattering excitedly as he went, and served you some lemonade while telling embarrassing stories of Jason.  You knew he was sincere, which made you smile, until Jason came down slightly horrified and ran out with you as fast as humanly possible.

    Tim was a bit different. Whenever you were present he seemed a bit…in awe …that you were his brother’s soulmate. It was a week and a half after the fact when you had managed to thank him for the upgrades to your phone, which he simply said it was no problem. Jason then walked in a somber look on his face,“Hey, Y/N, I’m really feel horrible, but I’ll have to cancel, I know it’s not a good excuse but a friend of mine needs help saving a city.”

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The Contest-Part 21

To celebrate Supernatural’s 15th season, the producers have decided to hold a contest to cast an unknown in a recurring role as Sam’s rumored love interest.  They are doing open casting calls all over the country.  Your best friend Nikki wants to go and she drags you along.

A/N: My inspiration for Nikki is the one and only Red, AKA@oriona75.  So I am actually telling two stories here, Jared and Readers, and Sam and Gemini’s.  It flips back and forth, so try and keep up! :)

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Reader, Best friend Nikki(OC) Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, Mark Sheppard, Mark Pellegrino, Rory Montgomery (OC), PA Emily (OC) Cliff, Other Supernatural cast and crew

A/N: The song the reader sings during karaoke is A Thousand Years by Christina Perri.  It’s one of my Favorites.

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Part 1 (all parts are linked)

“Great, there goes my chance to break it to Nikki gently that Mindy’s here!” I said to Jared.  

“This can’t be good,”  Jensen said quietly.  “I’m gonna go get Misha.”

Jared and I found Nikki standing by the bar, her hands on her hips, glaring at her sister.  “I asked you what you’re doing here, Mindy.  I know there is NO way Y/N invited you!”

“Would you lower your voice, please?” Mindy demanded.  “I’m representing the family.  And I’ve told you before, I go by Melinda now.”

Nikki snorted derisively.  “Whatever, MINDY.  Why are you REALLY here? You’ve never given a shit about me my entire life!  You couldn’t be bothered to come meet Misha when he visited Philly, and you expect me to believe you flew to Vancouver out of the kindness of your heart? Bullshit!”

Mindy rolled her eyes at her younger sister.  “Still holding on to that crap from when we were younger, huh Nik?  Are you ever gonna let that stuff go?  We were dumb kids.  It’s ancient history.  Let it go…. Move on already.”  She tossed back the rest of her drink and signaled the bartender for another.

Nikki got right in Mindy’s face.  “You’re not fooling me for a second with this “the past is the past” crap.  Your just looking to meet someone famous.  Your still as mean and as petty and as shallow as you were in high school.”

“You’d better grab Nikki before she loses it and decks Mindy! Where the hell is Jensen with Misha?” Jared said worriedly.

I patted his arm.  “Don’t worry Babe, I’m on it!  Mindy doesn’t scare me anymore.  Can you go find Emily and bring her here, please?”

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Glad You Found It

“I just can’t believe you won,” Alfie says softly, shaking his head as he exports the footage from his SD card onto his laptop, glancing over at Joe. “You two haven’t been together that long!”

“How long we’ve been together doesn’t matter, mate,” Joe smiles, his fingers working through Jack’s hair gently. The younger man mumbles something in his sleep, shifting in his position, pressing his face further into the crook of Joe’s neck, his arm tightening around Joe’s waist.

“I will win one of these challenges with Zoe one day,” Alfie laughs, returning his focus onto the computer, “Just you wait.”

“That’ll be the day,” Joe snorts, looking down at the slumbering man trapping him on the couch. His own eyes feel heavy, and he can tell he’s getting close to drifting off, not unlike Jack, who had fallen asleep shortly after they had filmed a video with Zoe and Alfie.

There wasn’t anything planned for their visit to Brighton, except to film the couple versus couple video, and now that it was done, everyone was relaxing. Or in Jack’s case, falling asleep against Joe, and keeping his boyfriend trapped.

Not that he was really complaining, because Joe loved moments like this with Jack, where they got to do absolutely nothing and simply cuddle together on the couch.

Blinking tiredly over at Alfie, Joe watched his sisters boyfriend grab the pair of headphones resting on the table, sliding them over his head before plugging them into the computer.

“Don’t want to wake up sleeping beauty,” Alfie whispers, “Or keep you up.”

“Keep me up?” Joe mumbles, his eyes dragging closed again. Jack’s body was warm against his, and the couch was really quite comfy.

“Have a good nap, Joe.” Alfie chuckles quietly as Joe lets himself drift off to sleep, the hand in his boyfriend’s hair stilling.

“Oh my gosh,” Zoe coos when she walks into the room a few minutes later, and her own boyfriend glances up from his computer, pausing the video he’s editing as he moves one of the headphones off of his ear.

“Are you really taking pictures?” Alfie asks her, keeping his voice low as Zoe creeps over to the sleeping couple.

“Shush, it’s my brother. Of course I am!” She waves a hand towards him, pulling up the camera on her phone, smiling as she takes a few pictures. “He looks happy, doesn’t he?” Zoe thinks aloud, smiling down at her brother.

“You should see the video,” Alfie comments, and she moves to curl up at his side, looking at the computer screen, where the video they had filmed earlier is sitting. “These two are disgustingly adorable.” He rewinds a part of the video, offering the headphones to his girlfriend before hitting play, watching her face for her reaction.

A gentle smile grows across Zoe’s lips as she watches her brother on the screen interact with Jack, the two clearly infatuated with each other.

“I think,” She says, pulling the headphones off, “That Joe has found his person.”

“I think so too.” Alfie agrees, kissing her on the temple gently.

A couple hours later, Joe walks into the kitchen, nodding over at his sister as he grabs a glass of water. Jack and Alfie can be heard talking in the next room over, so Zoe takes it as her opportunity to finally have a moment with her brother.

When Joe turns around, he jumps back, his sister suddenly in front of him.

“Jeez, Zo. Wear a bloody bell!”

“Do you love Jack?”

“Wh-what?” Joe blushes, his eyes darting over to the doorway, where the laughter of their significant others is carrying through.

“I’m just wondering, because Alf showed me part of the video we filmed today, and you two are just so happy together. And then when you were sleeping earlier, you both looked so peaceful.” To prove her point, Zoe quickly pulls up the photo she took earlier, handing it over to Joe.

Placing the glass on the counter behind him, Joe takes the phone from her hand, and he doesn’t even notice the fond smile that stretches across his lips as he looks at the photo of him and Jack wrapped around each other on the couch, both fast asleep.

“You do love him,” Zoe says softly, “Don’t you?”

“Maybe,” Joe mumbles, handing the phone back over, his cheeks burning red still. “He makes me happy,” He shrugs, tugging the ends of his sleeves over his hands, “And calm. And he makes me laugh. And like I can be completely myself with him.”

“Oh, Joseph,” She sighs contently, “You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that.”

“What? Why?” His blue eyes flit between hers, the ones so similar to his own.

“Because you deserve to have love and happiness like what you have with Jack,” Zoe answers, “And all I want in life for you is to have that. I’m glad you found it.”

Wrapping her arms around him, she gives him a quick hug, pulling back before Joe can even react.

Spinning around on her heel, she heads out of the room, smiling at Jack as she passes him on the way out.

Jack takes in the confused look on his boyfriends face, then glances at the doorway where Zoe has just walked out, before back to Joe, “You okay?”

“You know what?” Joe’s confused expression changes to one of pure happiness as he walks over to Jack, their arms winding around each other, “I am.”

He leans in, kissing Jack quickly, “With you, I am.”

“You Suggs are an odd bunch.” The younger man laughs, not bothering to question the happiness on his boyfriends face, because it’s probably mirrored on his own face.

“Yes, yes we are. Get used to it, babe.”

Instantly - Benedict x reader

A/N: Aaaaa, I’m finally posting! Sorry it’s taken so long, but hopefully this one will make up for it!!

Requested by anonymous: Benedict x reader. The reader is a fantastic cook. For one of their dates she teaches him how to make her favourite meal. Lasagne

Word count: 1814
Warnings: none

Originally posted by elennemigo

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Vampire Hunter D is an anime classic, and I rewatched Bloodlust a few years ago and was just blown away by how solid the story and animation was.
I’ve been going backward and forward with this design like crazy but I’m glad I have it wrapped up by Anime Matsuri. Special thanks to Alexander for the advice!
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anonymous asked:

Hello I would love to cosplay aqua from Kingdom Hearts, but I'm having trouble with the bra pads on her shirt. Everyone else either cuts up a bra or get a bra cup, cover it with their fabric of choice and stitch it on. I actually don't want it to be an actual bra cup but a design thats a part of the shirt. I want it to be just the fabric part of the bra. Now while i had a template for the shape, no matter how many times i cut it out, hem it or add darts, it just never comes out right. Thanks!

Hello there!

That’s a really weird design, even for Kingdom Hearts. Wow.

To me, it looks more like fabric pieces sewn on than actual foam bra cups, so I think you are on the right track, though I can see why molded foam cups would be much easier!

What I would do is use the saran wrap method of patterning. Wear the undergarments you are planning wearing with the costume and possibly even the top if you have it in a wearable state and the fabric isn’t going to get damaged by this method. Get Glad Press N’ Seal wrap. This has a light adhesive on one side, so it will stick to you and to itself, making your patterning much easier. (You can also use a layer of regular saran wrap with masking or duct tape over it, if you choose, but this is the method I use for unusual patterns.) Once you have a good few layers of plastic on, use a permanent marker to draw the shape that you want. I would recommend just wrapping your breast area and drawing on the triangle shape of the cup and at the very least a vertical princess seam, or a vertical seam ending at a horizontal seam (like a 3-piece bra cup), though with how low this sits on her breasts, you will likely only need the one seam if yours sits in the same place.

Carefully peel yourself out of the wrap, and cut the pieces along the seamlines you just drew. Flatten these as well as you can. Take the two sides and try to square them with each other the best you can so you have an even pattern. Make sure to add seam allowance. Sew these out of a test fabric as a mockup, and make any changes you should need before doing them for real. For reference, the pattern will roughly be shaped so that the princess seams are curved, with the pieces curving outward toward each other in the middle (the top of the piece will be smaller, and the outward curves towards the middle and bottom will allow for extra space in there once it is sewn). The degree and location of the curve will depend on your breast shape and size.

By doing it this way, you’ll end up with pieces that are shaped and sized to the specific shape and size of the breast, rather than a flat piece you are trying to fit over a rounded surface, or a flat piece you are trying to dart. The correct shape of the seamlines will be built into your pattern, rather than added later.

The tricky part here is that the top appears to be a stretch material, so I would also make the cups out of a stretch material. Even though they are seamed for shape, they still need to be able to stretch with the fabric underneath. If you use a non-stretch material, wear the top, pin the cups in place very well, and sew them with the top stretched so that it mimics how much it will be stretched when worn.Otherwise, you’ll end up with the top either being too small in that area (because it wasn’t stretched) or lumpy and rippled.

I hope that helps! If it doesn’t, let me know exactly what was going wrong with the previous versions and with this version and I can try to help troubleshoot.

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Until The Morning (Serial Killer! Jimin x Reader)


He was everything you had hoped to find in a man.

He was too perfect.

But, who was the real Park Jimin?


Word Count: 4.1k

***Important Author’s Note***: I wrote this story because I wanted to write mystery and horror. I do not in any way romanticize/worship murder or serial killers. I wrote this fanfiction with this genre because I like to write horror stories and nothing more.

Triggers: Blood, violence

This fanfiction was inspired by writing-prompt-s on Tumblr

You couldn’t remember the exact moment when you had started questioning your husband.

He was perfect in every way.

He was neat, kind, careless, adorable, and funny, yet there seemed to be a side of him that he never seemed to show you.

He never once lost his temper with you even when you had pushed him past his limits instead he would give you a smile and it would always unsettle you.

And as you sit down watching your incredibly, handsome husband eat, you were lost in thoughts.

Who was Park Jimin?


Jimin took one last drag of his cigarette before flicking it off the balcony. He shakes his head as he realized that if Y/N smells the scent of nicotine on him, she would be really upset.

Well, it’s better than her smelling blood on my clothes.

He sighed in annoyance, as he kicked the corpse away from him.

“Thanks to you, I have to change.” Jimin snarled at the corpse.

Jimin quickly cleans the scene of the crime and just as he was about to grab the body, the door opens. Jimin’s eyes widen as he hears the loud footsteps of his wife downstairs.

“Fuck!” He muttered under his breath.

Y/N was placing down the groceries when she heard a loud thump.

She jumped up and as she can hear the loud beating drums of her heart, she realized she’s not home alone.



Y/n quickly grabs a large knife from her kitchen and quietly made her way upstairs. She hears the quick noises of shuffling feet and just as her hand was about to turn the knob of the door, she heard Jimin’s soft voice speak, “Don’t open the doors, honey… I’m naked.”

Y/n lets out a sigh of relief before rolling her eyes.

“Jimin, I have seen you naked so many times before… What are you so af-”

Y/n stops mid sentence as she finally opens the door, the sight before her shocked her to her very core. The knife slip from her fingertips, stabbing her foot and Jimin instantly drops the corpse to run towards Y/N.

“Y/N! You cut your toe!”

Y/n said nothing as she stared blankly into Jimin’s worried eyes.


You were bought back to your senses as the strong stench of iron slapped you back to reality. You felt a scream tore from your throat as you realized Jimin was covered in blood.

Jimin jumps back and felt himself panic as you kept screaming. You tried to run but you tripped over that fucking carpet that you had argued over with Jimin about buying.

You should’ve never bought that fucking carpet.

“Y/n… Baby, please calm down.” Jimin’s voice wavered, as the love of his life finally discovered his gruesome dark secret.

“It’s just me.”

His face appeared before yours and you pushed him back, making his face scrunch up in pain.

You scrambled back to your feet, ready to run down the stairs, but your foot accidentally misses one step and soon you were stumbling down.

You felt your head land heavily on the ground, knocking you out cold. The last thing you see was a worried Jimin running down the stairs.

And the last thoughts to appear in your head were ones of fear and betrayal.

So this is Park Jimin and this is how I’m going to die.

By the hands of the one I love.


You woke to the noise of a rustling bag and the smell of peroxide. You tried to pretend you were sleeping, but the sharp pain on your toe gives you away.

You whimpered, catching Jimin’s attention, he smiled as your eyes finally fluttered open.

“Y/N, I’m so glad you’re okay.”

He wraps his arms around you, but you shoved him away. Your heart slightly tugged at the sight of his pain-filled face.

“Speak to me, please.” Jimin whispered out, as he bandaged your toe.

After a tense silence, you gained the courage to speak.


Jimin stared down at the ground for the longest time, before responding.

“Why what, honey?”

He gave you that same smile that brought shivers down your spine, but now you knew the reason.

He was a serial killer.

And from the way, he had killed and curved a large J and P on that man’s chest and abdomen; you could tell he was the infamous serial killer, “J.P.”

J.P., a man who devastated  families, had murdered innocent women and men who had angered him. How did you managed to fall for and marry someone as monstrous as him?

“Don’t play stupid with me, I caught you.” You whispered out slowly.

Jimin let out a loud sigh as he ran his now clean fingers through his hair, a motion that used to attract you now scared you. He was thinking, but what?

“Are you g-going to kill me?” You whispered quietly, you felt tears drip down your face.

Your question made Jimin silent and as you hugged yourself, you let out more whimpers.

“At least, kill me as painless as possible. I was your wife.”

You felt a pair of strong arms hold you, “I would never kill you.”

“B-but, I know who you are… I’m a witness… I can bring you to jail, if I wanted to…”

Jimin only shrugs, “I rather have you turn me in, then some dumbass cop arrest me.”

“Jimin… Why?”

Jimin sighed and as he looked you in the eye, the answer frighten you to the point that you felt warm liquid seeping out between your legs, “I like the power of controlling someone else’s life and the way they stare at you as they beg  to let them live. But, also because they had messed with the wrong people… That man I killed today was the same man who yelled at you at the train station last week. And last month, the neighbor who tried to smack you is now buried under our front porch.”

You shivered as Jimin smiled widely, as if we’re proud of the murders he had committed.

How could you have noticed anything? As you look back, you should’ve seen the signs.

You should’ve picked up the moment Jimin’s voice deepened as he told the rude customer to fuck off and the way Jimin tried not to throttle the man on the spot. You should’ve noticed the way Jimin’s grip on your neighbor’s arm almost broke his arm from when Jimin blocked his hand from landing on your cheek. And the way Jimin’s eyes seem to darken with an indescribable emotion that had left you feeling unsettled and scared.

You should’ve known.

And the sick part of it all was that he was not remorseful at all. And the way he smiled so evilly, it made you wonder, would he kill me now that I know his secret? The thought frighten you so much you started shaking.

“I just love to kill.”

You bit your lip as you forced yourself to ask the question you dreaded. You had watched news stations cover Jimin’s murders and it would leave you shivering and whenever you go to Jimin for comfort, he would always says, “Don’t worry, you’re safe.” And then, he would smile at the TV before turning it off. Back then, you had thought he said that in an attempt to soothe your scared self and to make you feel safe, but now you knew he was the killer.

“How many did you kill?”

“Probably about fifteen people. Most were strangers…”

Your heart was beating wildly against your chest as you realized that Jimin had killed more than you had thought.

“Remember that missing woman on the News? She’s buried in our backyard.”

Your eyes widen and you felt your heart shatter, as you realized you had been sleeping with a man who had caused severe heartache for an innocent family and took away a future of a bright, young woman.

It was all too much for you. You started to feel your sanity slip away bit by bit as Jimin practically boasts about his murders.

You tried to scramble away, but Jimin pulled you back to his arms, “You peed on yourself, my love. Why don’t you take a bath? I’ll even wash your back.”

You shake your head and got up, “I’ll do it myself.”

Jimin frowns, but lets you go anyways.

As you close the door slowly, you watch Jimin settle himself on the bed, turning on the TV.

You turn on the warm water and as you slip out of your clothes, you felt a cold shiver hit your spine. Despite, Jimin being an another room, you can’t help but feel as though he’s watching your every move. And when you step inside the bath water, you continued to shiver uncontrollably despite being in scorching hot water.

All this time, you’ve been looking for the answer for Jimin’s secret flaw and you found it.

But, you wished you hadn’t.


Surprisingly, Jimin lets you go to work in the morning and without any threats.

He either trusted or loved you too much to hurt you. Or he thought that you wouldn’t have the guts to send him to the cops.

He also acted as if everything was normal….

After you took a bath, he laid down next to you in bed, holding your waist and telling you how much he loved you. You only laid on your side quietly, and when he fell asleep, you fell apart.

The man you loved was a serial killer and you didn’t know what to do…

You wanted to do the right thing, but part of you loved him too much and the other was scared of how he’ll reacted if you did.

And in the morning before you left for work, he made you breakfast but you kept walking past the kitchen as he looked at you, puzzled.

Either way, I can’t look past his murders. What he did was something unforgivable.


Your co-workers watched you worriedly as you stared at the wall, spaced out. They noticed your haggard appearance. The purple circles underneath your eyes, your stressed and messy hair, and the way you kept your mouth oddly shut and in a flat line.

Your usual bubbly personality and sweet smiles were nowhere to be seen.

During lunch break, one of your closest work buddies nudged you, “Did Jimin divorce you?"She asked.

You flinched at the mention of Jimin, which she took that sign as a yes before hugging you.

You hugged her back and as tears fell from your eyes, you fail to hear the door open.

"Y/n~” You froze and tighten your hold on your co-worker, who tensed up at your sudden strength.

“I thought you divorced him.” She whispered out, as she released your embrace.

You only kept quiet as Jimin sat down next to you and placed a lunch box in front of you.

“You forgot your breakfast so I decided to bring it to you at work.” Your eyes widen as he smiled brightly at you, his eyes crinkling as he smiled.

Your co-workers smiled and chuckled at Jimin’s sweet behavior.

“Jimin! It’s so nice to see you! I thought you and Y/n separated or something from the way she’s been acting, but it seems you both are strong as ever.”

Jimin chuckled as he kept talking to the older woman, but you only stared at Jimin, feeling fear swallow you up. Did he come here to make sure you keep your mouth shut? Is his appearance  at work a threat? Either way, you kept silent.

As you watch Jimin make small talk with the ladies at your workplace, you fell into thought.

Is that how you looked when you thought Jimin was the perfect husband? Did he fool you as much as he fooled the other people? Is that how he killed his victims? Lure them into a false sense of safety before taking away their life mercilessly. You shivered at the thought.

He said he wouldn’t kill you, but how can you trust a heartless murderer’s word?

Without knowing, you had started to shiver at the possibilities of your demise.

Jimin noticing the sight of your shivering, took off his coat and placed on it your shoulders, “I don’t want you to get sick, honey.”

And with that he placed a kiss on your forehead, “I love you.” He said tenderly.

And with that, he walks away slowly and as he finally left you were back to reality.


“Are you sure you want to stay with me for the night?” Your male co-worker, Lee asks.

You nodded frantically as he stared at you hesitantly before opening the door.

“What about your husband?”

“I’m going to divorce him anyways.” You lied.

Truth be told, in the morning you were going to report him to the cops and have him arrested.

“Y/n… You know you can talk to me about anything, right?”

You nodded and as you entered his apartment, you felt a sense of safety and warmth in being somewhere else than your own home.

As Lee left the room to shower, you relaxed on the couch and as the soft cushions soothed your stressed body and mind, you felt yourself sinking to the pits of slumber. The warmth and safety of this apartment allowed you to get the sleep Jimin had stolen from you.


You felt someone’s strong arms around your waist, and you tense at the feeling of someone other than Jimin holding you. You quietly sat up, stirring the person next to you awake and you got up from the couch looking at anything but Lee out of discomfort.

“Lee… I know that I said I was going to divorce Jimin, but that doesn’t mean you can be intimate with me… I’m still married.”

“You’re going to divorce me?”

You felt your blood run cold and your hand searching like crazy to turn on the light switch in the living room. When the lights were on, you felt your stomach drop. In front of you was a distraught Jimin who had blood on his hands and clothes. Tears welled up in Jimin’s eyes, “Y/n… Please… Don’t leave! I swear I’ll change!” Jimin fell on his knees as he hugged your legs, desperate to never let you go.

“Jimin… Whose blood is that?”

Jimin avoided your question, as he whimpered and clutched tightly on your legs.

You look around to see if Lee was around, but you couldn’t find him.

“Jimin, where’s Lee?”

“I took care of  him.”

“Jimin, please tell me you didn’t kill him!” You shouted.

“He was in our way! You don’t think I seen the way he looks at you!” Jimin snarls back, making you feel even more scared for you life. You tried to push him off, but Jimin was stronger than you thought.

You swallowed nervously, as Jimin stared at you with a look of despair on his face.

“Y/n… I swear I’ll stop killing, if you stay with me. We’ll move somewhere and start over. I will build us that white picket fence home that you always wanted and we’ll have a lot of kids together. Can you imagine that? Little Y/n’s and Jimin’s running around the backyard and us growing old together?” Jimin pleaded, as tears started to seep out on the carpeted floor. He could only see your fear-stricken face, something that he usually loved seeing in a person, but never on you. It hurt him to see the love of his life look back at him with fear and disgust. It killed him inside.

His hold on your legs loosen as he wiped away his tears and you took advantage of his loosen grip and slipped out.

You felt tears slip down your cheek as you walked back towards the door, your heart was aching painfully against your chest.

Once upon a time, you would’ve dreamt of having Jimin’s kids and growing old with him, but now all you see were little Jimin’s being exposed to violence and death and growing up to be just like their father. Your house slowly collecting the skeletons of his victims. A future with him is not possible and you didn’t give a shit if he’s willing to change. You weren’t about to risk it.

“Jimin…” Jimin smiled sweetly at you and it pained you to see hope in his eyes, but you couldn’t love him anymore not after what he had done to those innocent people.

“I can’t.”

Jimin’s smile fell and he slumped down on the ground, as your hands fumbled with the doorknob.

“Y/n… I love you…”

“I’m sorry, Jimin… but, I can’t love you anymore and we have no future together anymore.”

Jimin’s tears slid down his puffy cheek and as the sun started to rise, you could see the sun rays hit against his crestfallen face.

“At least let me hold you one last time.”

You stared at him hesitantly but he only smiled at you sadly, he showed you his empty hands, “I have nothing on my hands and I would never lay a hand on you.”

You didn’t want to kiss him, and as you were about to open the door, Jimin’s voice brought your attention back to him again, “If you kiss me and tell me you love me again. I swear I will turn myself in so I don’t have to kill again and so people can live in peace.”

You stared at him for the longest time, not sure if he was telling the truth or not, but as he grabbed his cellphone and dialed the emergency services, you knew he was being honest. As you watched him talk to the dispatcher, confessing his crimes, you knew he was serious.

He was giving himself up, but why?

With tears on your face, you walked towards Jimin, quietly and he rose to his feet.

“Why are you giving yourself up?”

“Because I lost you for the things I’ve  done.”

“You don’t even feel sorry for killing those people!” You yelled at him, in disgust.

“You’re right, but I don’t want you to be in pain anymore. I don’t want to see your disappointed face anymore or see that you’re scared that I might kill someone else again… So if turning myself in, will help you feel safe and happier, then so be it.”

You shake your head, as your shoulders start to tremble with emotion.

“I just want you to stop killing people, Jimin.. You’re only hurting others and most importantly, yourself… You can’t bring these people back, Jimin… which is why I want you to stop… If you stop now, more people will be saved from you and I have to stop you, Jimin.”

Jimin smiled sadly at you, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

He opens his arms and you held him against your body, tightly. He whimpered and held you against him one last time, trying to memorize the perfect curves of your body, your plump breasts against his chest, the scent of your hair and perfume, and the strong feeling of love he had ever experienced. You were his breath of air, his reason for living, and now you were his downfall.

He knew since the minute he targeted you that you would be the end of him.

Before you kiss his lips, he stops you and stared deep into your eye.

“Y/n… Can I be honest with you?”

You let out a shaky breath as you nodded and he looked down at the ground in shame.

“Before I married you, I had already killed seven people.”

Y/n gasped and Jimin sighed, knowing full well that he was hurting her more with the truth, but he wanted her to know everything before he got taken away.

“When I first saw you, I decided you would be my eighth person to kill and as I got close to you that day, I realized that we had a connection. You understood my pain and you accepted me. You loved me and my flaws and even now, when you found out the truth you still hugged me with a lot of love. You were the person I loved the most in this world and when I married you, I knew that you would be the change in my life… but, as people took advantage of your kindness and hurt you severely, I snapped and killed my eight person… It was devastating but when I saw the look of fear and pain on his face-the same one that he caused you, I realized I was hooked. And last night and today, I finally realized how much I had hurt you and now I know that I have to stop… Because of you, today will finally be the day I’ll stop killing.”

Y/n’s swallowed nervously and truth be told she didn’t want to kiss him, but she wanted to grant Jimin his last wish as a free man even if he didn’t deserve it.

But, she knew that even if she kept denying it, she still loved him the most up until this point. It hurts to see his face, knowing what he had done and it killed you to know that you still loved him even if he was a monster.

“Kiss me one last time.” Jimin whispered.

You placed your lips on his plump lips and as you taste the saltiness from the combined tears of yours and Jimin’s, the front door was kicked open. You open your eyes to see the police enter the apartment before tearing you both apart.

“Y/n, I’m sorry and I’ll be sure to pay for my crimes.”

Y/n only nodded as she watched the cops carry Park Jimin away from her.

Jimin’s tearful smile was the last thing you saw before the police harshly pull him towards the door.

“I love you!” You hear him scream, one last time. The painful tone in his voice, tugged your heart.

Ever since you had found out, he was a murderer you had stop telling him you loved him. And it pained you to never tell him again especially now that you will never see him again. But a man like that didn’t deserve your love.

The cops wrap you in a blanket as you got inside their car. And as they drive you to the police station, you stared at the scenery, with a tired smile. It was all over…

You finally found out who the true Park Jimin was, but at what cost?

In the end, you never turned in Jimin, and it wasn’t until the morning that he turned himself in that you realized something.

You still loved him after everything and you hated yourself for it.

“I wish I had never met you.” You whispered quietly, as you stared out the window.

Your life was normal, but until the morning you were unsure of your future.


***PLEASE READ***: I wrote this story because I was going through a writer’s block and because I had lost inspiration, but after reading that prompt I decided to write this except with a twist… Because I can’t really imagine someone being okay with the fact that their spouse is a murderer… Anyways, I wrote this because I wanted to write something different. And the OC in this story is supposed to feel conflicted about her feelings for Jimin because she’s torn between being in love with the Jimin she thought she knew and hating the true Jimin he had accidentally let her see… so if you are disgusted with the OC’s love for Murderer! Jimin, here’s my explanation as to why she’s feels conflicted and why she still sort of loves him, either way this fanfiction is not suppose to have a happy ending and also there will be no sequels or epilogues for this fanfiction. Please give me some feedback on this fanfiction because I was kind of nervous on how y'all would react  to this sort of fanfiction (Also, I’m not trying to offend anyone! I know that Jimin irl is the biggest sweetheart so please don’t come for my head T__T I mean no harm, but if someone is hurt by this… I will take it down) And also I want to know by y'alls feedback,  if I should continue to write fanfiction with these sort of genre, seeing as I enjoy writing horror, angst,  and suspense… Anyways, if you read this and this long ass Author’s note: Thank you!

did i tell you the story about how 3 days ago i went to byron bay and someone threw a full litre glass bottle of beer through my back windscreen while i was getting thickshakes with my friends and we had to drive the whole way back to brisbane with glad wrap and stickytape holding up the back window for 2 hours

Phone Snippets #4: "Heal me, Love"

Snippet #4: “Heal Me, Love”

TAWOGfan2000: Akko broke her leg and is in the infirmary. I ADORE this idea. This stuff is the kind I bury myself into.

@laulink DianAkko healing. I hope you got some too. XD

Btw, thanks @silverteresa @alexdadawg @xswordeyesx @theniceacefriend and @mrs-kagari for reblogging these too ^~^ And a whole lot of other people that I can’t mention. I’d like to meantion you all, but I wrote it in pencil really bad and an’t read the rest XD. But I know who you guys are and I’m so happy ^-^ Thanks for supporting this XD

Oh and @blookity-bloke coz you wanna read this?

Longest snippet.

OOC warning


~Shintori Khazumi


Diana ran as fast as her legs could carry her, not caring for the rules for once in her life, which was a great shock to many as she was Diana.

The Diana Cavendish.

Finneran, who had been walking the halls at the same time, stood with mouth agape, blinking in disbelief, wondering if all that was a dream.

And no one could really recover fast enough to scold Diana for breaking these rules, and she wouldn’t have listened either way.

Because no matter what, she needed to reach Akko. Why?

“I didn’t catch her.”


Luna Nova Academy. Four years dedicated to intense magical improvement. In the first two years, it was chock full of basics and lectures. The fourth year was for focusing on a chosen specialization. But the third year…

The third year of Luna Nova had a requirement under the rule of ‘Application’. Students should apply all that they learned in their studies and do so through assigned missions.

Of course, it was a given that these missions be done by team, thus Diana had been separated from her dunce-like lover for the time being.

Sure she had been worried at first, especially after hearing the girl’s team had, by some odd stroke of fate, been assigned one of the worst missions, recovering the poisoned feathers of a cockatrice found in the Arcturus forest. Diana clearly did not like the arrangement, but Akko had insisted she’d be fine, even joking about it, telling Diana that she and her team had already done such a thing, just as they entered the academy, possibly the reason for their assignment.

Besides, Sucy was an expert on all things poison and was very capable in magic. Lotte would be there as well. The level-headed voice of reason. And Diana consented because she had faith in all of them.

However, a week later, the day for all teams to return from their assignments, Diana had found it hard to locate any of the red team members, which was puzzling as their leader alone could create such ruckus to be noticed.

But now… It was strangely tranquil.

The blonde approached the arrival staff, inquiring of the returnees, but among the names on the checklist, the red team’s box had yet to have a tick.

She frowned, concern ever growing…

-Then she heard her name in a strained, frantic voice.


“Lotte? Sucy?” They had grown close enough to address each other by name.

Diana caught the teary-eyed girl, trying to soothe her enough to tell her what was wrong, and also…

“Where is Akko?” Diana said, more worried than ever, still not spotting her girlfriend.

Her stomach churned as Sucy looked away, Lotte grim as she tried to muster enough strength to speak.

“In-infirmary… It…. Was.. It chased us. I fell… She saved me and…” Lotte cried again, shaken up.

The next words made Diana’s heart imitate the action of her girlfriend.

It dropped.

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