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60. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me" with harry please❤️❤️

here it is, sorry it took me so long i hope you like it 💕

Originally posted by worldstyles

I was having a small get together at my place to celebrate Harry’s single coming out and his appearance on SNL, all of us still buzzing with the excitement from seeing the show in person. Everyone was drinking and talking about their favorite parts of the night, and praising Harry on his accomplishments so far. He had been grinning all night, and I was sure his cheeks probably hurt from it. Even so, his smile never faltered, not even for a second.

Seeing him perform on his own for the first time was honestly amazing. He looked right at home on that stage with his band. Throughout his performances he would look over at me and I’d smile, and he’d smile back, and it seemed to calm his nerves a bit every time. He had been extremely nervous all week, being that he had to perform two new songs and be in skits. 

It was after rehearsal one day, which I had been the only one of Harry’s friends to be invited to attend, that I had saw him kind of staring off. He had something big on his mind. I walked up to him, breaking him out of his trance.

“Oh, hey,” He smiled slightly, still a bit out of it.

I chuckled. “You alright?”

“Yeah,” He waved me off, putting his guitar down on its stand and turning back to me. “Just thinking about stuff, is all.”

We sat on the edge of the stage, our feet on the stairs as it got quiet. After a while, Harry spoke up.


“I’m so damn nervous, (y/n).” He sighed, looking around the place. It was so empty when the band and other crew had left, Harry and I the only ones out where the main stages are.

I put my hand on his shoulder. “Don’t be, Harry. You’re going to be amazing Saturday. You and the band are ready for this.”

“I know they’re ready,” He said as he messed with his hair. “I just don’t want to let them down. What if I fuck up or something? It’s live all across the country.”

“You’re not going to fuck up,” I told him.

He looked at me. “How do you know?”

“Because I believe in you. And I know how talented you are. This is a huge moment for you, and I know you’ll be amazing. You always are,” I assured him.

He searched my face, then looked away, playing with his rings absentmindedly. “Thanks, (y/n). I really appreciate you being here and supporting me all this time.”

“It’s no problem,” I wrapped my arm around his and lay my head on his shoulder. “That’s what best friends are for, right?”

He sighed, then said, “Yeah, I guess so,”
  



“My favorite part of it, hands down, was Harry as Mick.” Niall said, everyone agreeing.

“He absolutely crushed it,” Liam added.

“I loved the soldier skit,” My friend, Remy, spoke up. “It was so hilarious.”

I looked around at everyone, then realized that the topic of the conversation was no where to be found. I got up, leaving the now intoxicated group and looked around, not seeing any trace of him until I noticed the back door wasn’t closed all the way. I walked out, then saw Harry sitting criss-cross by the pool, two empty beer bottles next to him.

“You weren’t thinking of jumping in, were you?” I called out, startling him a bit.

“Oh, uh.. no.” He chuckled nervously.

“Good,” I said as I made my way over to him, sitting beside him on the concrete. “Because you’ve been drinking, and your outfit cost over six thousand dollars and is dry clean only, so I don’t think it’ll do well in chlorine.”

He laughed slightly, then said, “I was just thinking, is all.”

“About your performance? Because it was incredible, you did so well. Just like I knew you would.” I complimented.

“Yeah, I probably wouldn’t have gotten through this week if it wasn’t for you,” He confessed. “It was kind of odd being alone, but it felt right at the same time. And it’s crazy how much people like the music I’ve put out already… It makes me more confident knowing that they actually think it’s good and it’s not just me thinking it’s alright, you know?”

“Oh absolutely,” I nodded. “I knew how much everyone was going to like it when you played the album for me the first time.”

He chuckled again, pointing at me. “You did go on about that,”

It got quiet, the sounds of crickets and the pool filling the air. Then, Harry spoke up again.

“But I was also thinking about… um… there’s this girl, and… I really like her. Well, I’ve liked her for a long time, and I’m too afraid to say anything to her about it. I just don’t want to ruin things, you know? Like, what if she doesn’t feel the same and things get awkward between us?”

My heart sank a bit, hearing that Harry liked someone. Mainly because I was sure it wasn’t me. We were best friends, he probably thought of me as a sister to something. Which would make things extremely weird, considering I loved him more than a best friend would. I wanted to be more than best friends, but he wanted that with someone else. I pushed my feelings aside, then gave him advice.

“Honestly harry, I have no idea what girl in her right mind wouldn’t be interested in you. I mean, you’re handsome, smart, funny, charming, caring, extremely talented… Not to mention, I’m pretty sure you’re the sweetest guy to ever live, so.”

A big smile grew on his face, like the one that usually appears when he’s about to make a joke or pick on me. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”

I gave him a confused look, both of us laughing. “I think you’re mistaking me complimenting you so you gain enough confidence to ask this girl out already, for me seducing you? They’re two separate things, just saying.”

He scoffed, acting like I hurt him. “So you didn’t mean any of it, you were just trying to inflate my ego?”

“Of course I meant it,” I rolled my eyes at him. “But if it happened to make you gain a bit of confidence too, then I did my job.”

He smiled at me, then looked at the pool again. “You really think I should go for it?”

“Absolutely,” I confirmed. “And if she turns you down, then I’ll have some choice words for her.”

He gave me a look. “Hm, I didn’t peg you as the type to curse yourself out like a mad person.”

I giggled at him, then realized what he just said. I was the girl he was asking me for advice about. I was the one he’s liked for a long time. He actually liked me back.


“Holy shit,” I gasped. “You did not just pull the ‘talk to a girl about how you like someone but it’s really her’ move.”

“Yeah, I did,” He laughed. “I know, it’s lame and cliché, but did it work?”

I looked into his eyes, thinking about pulling a joke on him, but his cute and contagious smile caused me to smile too, so I decided not to. “Luckily for you, I’ve liked you for a long time too. So yeah, it did.”

He brushed my hair behind my ear, then leaned in and kissed me.

The door opened, Harry and I turning to see Niall standing there, a smirk on his face. He looked back into the house and said, “See everyone, I told you they’d be out here making out, you all owe me a beer.”

     
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Dressing Room Sex (L. H. Imagine)

The bus door slammed shut right before Ashton started calling for you. Tossing the bunk curtains aside, you squinted from the bright light entering your dark bunk. You had been trying to take a nap since you were up late the night before but that now that seemed as if it was going to be impossible. Making your way to the front of the bus you saw Michael and Ashton sitting at the kitchen table and Calum leaning against the few cabinets, arms crossed over his chest. Sliding into the open spot next to Ashton you looked around at the three boys, noting that one of them was missing.

“Where’s Luke?” you questioned.

“He left,” Ashton stated.

“Why?”

“He got mad at us for messing around with him,” Calum informed you.

“For messing around with him? But you guys always mess around with each other…” you said, confused.

“Exactly. Something’s going on with him,” Ashton added.

“How long has it been since the two of you have, you know…” Michael asked.

“Michael!” Calum and Ashton said, looking at him, their eyes wide.

“I-I don’t know. Why?” you asked, feeling your cheeks turn a bright shade of red.

“He’s been acting differently since the tour started. He’s been missing notes during shows and his guitar playing has been off. He’s also been in a pretty bad mood lately” Calum pointed out.

“So you think it’s because we haven’t had sex?” you questioned, having doubts.

All three of the boys eagerly nodded their heads. Truth be told you and Luke hadn’t had sex since the tour had started. It wasn’t because you didn’t want to but there was just no privacy on the tour bus and there was still at least another two weeks before you would staying in a hotel. It had been exactly twenty three days since you had last had sex. Not that you were counting or anything.

“So you want me to have sex with him?” you concluded and again, the boys nodded their heads.

You sighed, thinking about their proposal. “Ok fine. But he can not find out about this!”

The boys high fived each other as you walked back to your bunk to lay down. You had a pretty good idea as to when you would make a move on Luke, but you were just hoping that he would return the favor.

The bus door opened and you heard Luke’s heavy footsteps make their way to the bunks. Wanting to join him but knowing he was in a bad mood you decided to wait a few minutes. Closing your eyes you drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

Your body shook as two heavy hands tried to wake you up. Mumbling, you turned away from the bright light shining on you.

“Babe,” Luke whispered.

Turning around you saw Luke’s blue eyes staring at you.

“The show’s gonna start soon,” he said quietly as you rubbed your eyes, trying to wake up.

You nodded and stretched your body before getting up and getting ready for the show.

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“Thank you much for having us!” your boyfriend yelled into the microphone before running off stage.

He set down his guitar in the appropriate stand before walking over to where you were waiting for him backstage.

“You were amazing babe,” you said as he used his arm to wipe the dripping sweat from his forehead.

You held out your arms and he walked into them pulling you into a tight hug. Almost immediately you felt his hard on pressing into your stomach. Taking a step back, you smirked, glancing down at his jeans, his erection evident.

“How long have you had that?” you teased, moving your hand to brush against it.

“Most of the night. Luckily my guitar was able to hide it,” he told you.

He leaned down and gave you a quick kiss and moved to turn away but you grabbed his hand. Intertwining your fingers with his you practically dragged him down the hallway towards the dressing room. Watching Luke perform always turned you on and you had wanted him by the fifth song and your core was already begging for attention.

Opening the door to the dressing, you quickly scanned the room making sure no one else was in it. Pulling Luke in, you slammed the door shut, locking it before turning around to face him. He was standing with his back to the oversized couch and placing your hands on toned chest you pushed him backwards. He fell onto the couch, his blue eyes now dark.

You pulled the t shirt that you had stolen from him over your head to reveal your pink lacey bra. Tossing the shirt to the ground, you sat down on Luke, straddling him. Placing your arms around his neck, you pressed your lips against his, biting gently on his lip before pulling away. His hands moved to your waist, playing with the waistband of your skinny jeans. Slowly, you moved your hips against his, his erection pressing against your core.

“A little eager are we?” Luke whispered, pressing his forehead against yours.

He leaned up and kissed you hungrily and you could taste the sweat on his lips. His lips moved against yours as his tongue brushed along your teeth. Understanding what he wanted, you opened your mouth as his tongue found its way inside tangling with yours. He let out a soft moan as you tugged on his lower lip.

His hands moved along your sides, causing goosebumps to form. Moving his hands along the material of your bra, he gently squeezed your chest. You let out a moan as two fingers moved underneath the material, playing with your right nipple before moving to the left one.

“Take it off,” you whispered.

Luke obliged and moved his hands to the back of your bra, fumbling with the hook. He always had trouble unhooking it. On the third try, he was successful and he threw it to the floor on top of your discarded t shirt. His hands moved back to your chest as he continued to squeeze before leaning forward and moving his tongue along each nipple. He gently bit down and you moaned as each one became hard from his touch.

When he was satisfied he pulled away, smirking at you. Smiling you stood up and slid your jeans down your legs as Luke’s dark blue eyes watched you eagerly. You kicked them to the side and held your hands out. Luke placed his hands in yours and you pulled him up so that he was standing directly in front of you. Your hands moved to the hem of his sweaty t shirt and you pulled it over his head. Next you moved to the button of his black skinny jeans and pulled them down his long legs. His erection was evident against his tight black boxers and you moved your hand down, palming him through the material. His hands moved to the back of your thighs and he whispered, “Jump,” as he picked you up, kissing you eagerly.

Your fingers tangled in his blonde hair as he took he a few steps, your back coming to a stop against the wall. He placed you down as his hands moved along your stomach and down to your black lace underwear. Without hesitation he fingers moved underneath the material and down to your dripping core. Moving his fingers along your folds, you moaned as he moved them over your sensitive spot. Two fingers slipped inside as he began moving them in and out.

“Luke,” you groaned, tilting your head back and closing your eyes.

His lips moved down to neck as he sucked gently, being careful not to leave any marks.

A knot began to form in your stomach and you knew you were to close to the edge but ou weren’t quite ready to release as you whispered, “Fuck me,” in Luke’s ear.

His hands moved from out of your underwear as you moved yours to his boxers. You pulled them down and he stepped out of them, kicking them to the side. Your hand wrapped around his length, moving up and down, as he let out a deep moan. Thrusting your hips foreward, you ran his length along your folds.

“Stop teasing me Y/N,” Luke growled, placing a hand on the back of your right thigh and wrapping it around his waist.  

He pushed your hand aside as he wrapped his around his erection. He it moved along your folds one more time before pushing inside you. Biting down on your lip, you tried not to scream out.

Luke’s buried his head into your shoulder as he began thrusting, moving at a rapid pace. Your fingernails dug into his back as he moved quickly against you and you wrapped your left leg around his waist. Your back moved up and down against the wall while the sound both of your heavy breathing filled the room as the two of knew neared your release.

“God I missed this,” he breathed.

“M-me t-too,” you moaned.

His thrusts became quicker as you felt the familiar began to form again in your stomach. Your nails dug into his shoulders and with two more thrusts Luke reached his high while your walls clenched around him. You immediately felt your entire body become weak as your vision became blurry.

“Damn babe,” he said, trying to catch his breath.

“That was hott,” you said, breathless.

Luke nodded and you unwrapped your legs from around him. He pulled his length out and gently placed you down on the floor. Your legs were wobbly and you kept your hands wrapped around his neck for a brief moment, trying to steady yourself.

“You ok?” Luke murmured.

“My legs are like jello,” you admitted, leaning against the wall.

Luke pressed his lips against yours while a knock came from the other side of the door.

“Why is the door locked?” Ashton called from the other side.

Luke rolled his eyes at Ashton as he walked over to pick up both of your clothes.

“Just a moment,” he called back.

Quickly the two of you dressed yourselves and looked in the mirror one last time before opening the door to an annoyed Ashton.

“We’re leaving in twenty minutes,” he said, walking into the room. “Why haven’t you gotten in the shower? You know the one on the bus sucks!”

Luke smiled, looking over at you. “Wanna join me?” he asked, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the bathroom.

Bloom — Part IV — Spring

REQUEST: Can u write a fan fic about the girl owning a flower shop and Harry coming in to get flowers for someone else but then they fall in love because love is beautiful like a flower


AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is the final part of this story! I may add an epilogue afterwards, but this will be the last weekly update. Thank you all so much for the feedback and the support that this story has received—this one holds a special place in my heart. I hope that you enjoy! x

Bloom: Part I // Bloom: Part II //Bloom: Part III //



The day had arrived.

Harry had been talking about it for weeks and weeks—he’d had such a good time writing his first album in isolation, that he decided to do the same thing for his second album. He was heading off to a remote island off of the coast of South America, and he had booked out studio time for two whole months.

The two of them spent hours together talking about his travel plans and getting him a head start on the writing process. He would spent days sitting at the counter of her little store—he would even occasionally ring in the customers, teasing her about how he deserves to be on the payroll. For the most part he sat and played the guitar, or brought her fun things that he’d purchased to take with him.

She did her best to distract herself from the fact that her best friend in the world was leaving.

It had been almost a year since Harry walked into her flower store that first night, and now she couldn’t imagine her life without him. She understood why she wouldn’t be able to have any contact with him during his writing process—he needed to focus on his music, and she respected that entirely. But it would be the hardest two months of her life, because Harry was her favorite person in the world.

And because she was in love with him.

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Harry Styles: king of music, king of acting, king of modeling, king of fashion, king of playing guitar, king of stand up comedy, king of juggling, king of hosting talk shows, king of doing pretend surgery, king of diffusing bombs, king of singing all the time, king of being king

All Or Nothing - Part 2 - If I’m Lucky - Smut

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader
Words: 5,847
AN: Okay! Here it is! Finally! Sorry for the long wait, this was just not coming to me as well as I wanted it to. This is the final part. Special giant thanks to @writing-obrien and @sarcasticallystilinski for their input and encouragement!


There’s a couple songs in this, here are the links for them
Cold Coffee by Ed Sheeran
If I’m Lucky by State Champs
Dancing With A Wolf by All Time Low (This isn’t really in here but I imagine this being the song that’s played when the fic ends, plus it’s where the bands name comes from!)

PART 1



You woke up wrapped in blankets, your body pressed against Stiles, his arms holding you close to his chest. You opened your eyes to peer up at him, sighing internally at how peaceful and handsome he looked when he was sleeping. You closed your eyes, snuggling back into him, not quite ready to deal with the aftermath of what you’d done, trying to stay in the bubble of happiness a little longer.

His arms moved to pull you closer, his chest rising and falling with every breath. “You awake?” He whispered, causing you to sigh.

“Yeah.” You shifted away so you could see him better, your heart thumping at the look he was giving you, half asleep and smiling.

“Mm.” He leaned down, his lips meeting yours softly. “I’m surprised you’re still here. I was afraid you might run off in the middle of the night.”

You chuckled. “It crossed my mind.” You moved off of him, settling beside him and pulling the blankets up around you.

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Archie Andrews x Reader

Originally posted by jughead-thethird

I fall into a fit of laughter sprawling my body out onto Archie’s bed. we were sitting in he’s room practicing for our school concert when we took a short break to look through photos of us as little kids. Our parents had been friends since highschool so it was only a given that Archie and I would grow up to be the bestest of friends.

“Look at the hair!” Archie gawks pointing at my almost Afro like hairdo.

“Hey, don’t be mean, I have curly thick hair okay?” I push at his chest as he continues to laugh. “You can’t talk have you SEEN your insane freckles!” He goes silent and moves onto the next picture. “Hey I wasn’t done looking at that!” I complain trying to snatch the photo from his grasp.

“No!” he begs standing trying to get away from me only for me to jump onto his back and grabbing the photo before he throws me onto his bed trying to tear the photo from my grip.

“It’s mine, I wanna keep it, please!” I beg and he gives up, sticks his tongue out at me. “Hey at least your freckles have gone away, my curly gross hair is here to stay.” His face softens a little as he sits down next to me examining the photo of the two of us at ages 5.

“I think it’s pretty.”

I giggle and lean my head into his chest. “Awww Arch aren’t you cute,” I stand and walk over to his guitar perched on its stand. Glancing back Archie seems lost in his own mind, I sling the strap onto my back and walk back over to him grabbing his hands in my own.

“You good?“ He snaps out of his daze smiling up at me.

“Yeah, I’m fine… Hey I’m the one playing the guitar your the one who’s singing.” I sulk dropping my bottom lip.

“Can you try and teach me a little? You know how long of wouldn’t to learn how to play.” He drags his fingers through his red hair.

“Fine, fine, but you owe me,” he warns.

“Name your price.”

“Pop’s tonight, you treat,” he challenges wriggling his brows at me.

“Fine, fine, deal,” I stick my hand out shaking his before sitting myself on his bed cross legged, the instrument sitting nicely in my lap. I run my fingers across the strings tapping my palm against the wood.

“Hey, hey, please be careful with my baby.”

I scoff. “Hurry up and teach me something Archibald.”

He rolls his eyes dragging his hand down his face. “Please don’t call me that, you know I hate it!”

I giggle. “Don’t I know it.”

He fake laughs before standing behind me showing me how to hold and strum.

“Okay this is a lot harder to grasp than I thought,” I admit exhaling loudly.

“You almost got it just here,” he places his hands over my own to readjust my hold. I catch his features as pure concentration as his face gets closer and closer, I hold in my laugh trying to take it as serious as possible. I could feel his warm breathe tickling my neck distracting me from the words flowing from his mouth.

“(Y/n).” I jump slightly. “You okay?” I nod, my heart racing as he moves his hand to my waist stroking it soothingly.

“I was just off in my own little world,” I pause and he smiles softly at me glancing into my eyes. It grows silent. “Maybe I should leave the guitar playing to the professional,” I confess slipping the strap off and handing it to Archie.

“Maybe I liked teaching you,” he admits strumming a little.

“Don’t turn to mush on me now Andrews,” I sass masking my nervousness. My heart thumps out of my chest as I let my gaze lock with his.

“I’ve been meaning to tell you something (Y/n),” he pauses swallowing. He looks anywhere but me.

“What?” I ask gently dipping my head so he was looking at me. “What?” I repeat shifting uncomfortably on his bed. “Did I do something wrong?” I panic slightly running my hands through my hair. His eyes grow wide shaking his head

“No, no, of course not,“ he almost yells. “I mean no you haven’t I just-”

I tuck a strand of hair behind me ear before turning to face him. “Are you going to tell me? We do still need to practice Arch the show case is tomorrow-”

“I know,” he finishes cheeks going red. “Can I try something?”

I furrow my brows shrugging slightly. “I mean, yeah…”

He sighs thankfully. “Okay can you close your eyes?”

“ARCHIBALD ANDREWS I SWEAR-” I was cut off with a warm pair of lips on my own. My hands shoot up to his neck as he’s go to my waist breaking away from me.

“Wow,” I exhale resting my forehead against his.

“You swear what?” He teases.

“I thought you were going to do something bad,” I blush looking to his lips than his face.

“Well, was it bad?”

I shake my head. “Definitely-” I pause kissing him again. “Not,” I whisper kissing him again. He smiles into the kiss and I can feel my heart bursting out of my chest

“I’m so glad that went well,” he giggles playing with my hair.

“Me too,“ I smile. “But Arch…” I pause looking at him with sad eyes, his smile drops horror etched onto his face. “I’m gay,” I say breatheless. It’s silent for awhile as I see the clogs turning in Archie’s head I decide to break the silence first by breaking out into laughter, his brows crease slightly confused at my actions “I GOT YOU GOOD RED!” I smirk getting up from his bed and do a little dance. “Oh you’re in for it now,” I squeal as I feel my feet leave the ground as Archie lifts me onto his bed pinning me down for a tickle war. “Stop, stop, stop, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” I squeal thrashing around underneath him.

Archie’s door swings open his dad standing in the hall, embarrassment covers his features as he glances at myself pinned under his son.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry!”

I giggle Archie jumping off me and meeting his dad at the door. “Uh hey dad,” he tries to act cool.

“Miss (y/l/n).”

I sit up. “Hey Fred,” I give him a small wave.

“Hope you two are behaving,” Fred warns glancing at the two of us.

“I speak for myself when I say I most certainly am,” I smile sweetly earning an eye roll from Archie. “Okay we’ll be careful-”

He glances at the both of us before focusing in on Archie. “Be very careful.”

“Dad!” Archie complains pushing him out the door and closing it.

“So is Archie Andrews got something against gay women?” I tease.

“You’re kidding, have you met our friends? I’m fine with gay!”

I stuck my tongue at him as he returns back to the bed and planting a soft kiss on my lips.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say Andrews.”

— 🌹

choose me II

LADIES AND GENTS I PRESENT TO YOU THIS WONDERFUL PIECE OF WORK @teen-mendes AND i WROTE TOGETHER

PART TWO TO THE BLURB “CHOOSE ME” I HOPE YALL ENJOY BECAUSE WE HAD AN EXTRAVAGANZA

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while putting olivia to bed, she told you that “daddy makes her sad” and asked you to stay with her so you didn’t need to sleep in the same bed as shawn. you agreed, getting under the covers with her and pulling her close to you.

you hated that she felt this way about her dad.

the next morning you woke up at your usual time 7:00am, while olivia was still fast asleep sprawled across the entire bed. you chuckled, slowly exiting the bed, careful not to wake your sleeping daughter.

you tiptoed your way into yours and shawn’s shared bathroom, noticing he wasn’t in the bed like usual. you quickly showered and did your hair and makeup for work in record time. all you had to do was throw on some clothes and you were good for work.

by the time you finished and were making your way down the stairs to make breakfast for olivia, you heard quiet humming coming from the kitchen followed by the smell of pancakes. olivia’s favourite.

“shawn?” you asked, stepping into the kitchen, revealing your husband already awake and making breakfast. you noticed the table was set too, including olivia’s favourite plate to eat with in her spot.

“hey,” he smiled, placing the stack of pancakes in the middle of the table. you smiled, taking in the sight before you. shawn had made the perfect breakfast for olivia, and even added some of your favourite berries that were almost impossible to find at this time of year.

“this is sweet,” you commented. “but what’s the occasion? more studio time, a new tour perhaps?”

you raised your eyebrow, knowing he wouldn’t do this if there wasn’t something up. he never did.

“nope, just thought i would make breakfast for a change. good way to start the week off.”

he returned back to his spot at the stove, resuming is pancake making. you were surprised he hasn’t burned any yet, the boy can’t cook to save his life.

“you took the week off?”

he nodded, “i needed it, we needed it.”

shawn flipped another pancake, except this time he was looking at you which caused the pancake to miss the pan and fall flat on the floor.

“whoops,” he sighed, causing you to let out a small giggle. you were still extremely upset with him, and he had to know that doing this wasn’t going to let him off the hook just like that.

“mummy,” your daughter’s tired voice called you as she walked down the stairs.

“hi sweetie, did you sleep well?” you asked, walking towards her and picking her up. she was still tired, you weren’t sure why she woke
up so early.

she nodded, letting her head fall on your shoulder.

“breakfast is ready, daddy made you pancakes.” you said, setting her down in her chair at the table noticing shawn was already sitting down.

“no! i don’t want to sit with daddy. he’s mean.” she pouted, trying to get out of her seat. you grabbed both of her arms, keeping her down.

“that’s not nice olivia, daddy made you breakfast. look, it’s your favourite.”

you showed her the plate of chocolate chip pancakes, but nothing seemed to convince her. not even the whipped cream you bribed her with.

shawn sat in silence and watched his daughter with sad eyes, even though you were upset with him you couldn’t help but feel terrible. as much as he was away, he loved her with all his heart.

you finally managed to get her to eat some breakfast, after she said she needed to sit only next to you and not between shawn and you. she wouldn’t look at him, but she talked to you. she told you about her dreams last night, and what she was doing at school later.

you took olivia to her room and helped her get ready for school. as you two walked outside to shawn’s black jeep, olivia frowned and tried to pull you in the direction of your car indicating that she didn’t want to get in a car with shawn and this broke your heart.

“sweetheart let’s go, you’re going to be late for school.” you tried and she eventually agreed as she walked to shawn’s car with you, shawn put in a car seat as he insisted that he’d put olivia in the seat.

he reached his hands, ready to take her when she ran and hid behind your legs, shawn tried to convince her but olivia was stubborn and refused to listen, shawn eventually gave up and smiled at you cheekily as you put olivia in the car seat and got into the passenger seat not long after.

the drive from your home to olivia’s preschool was mostly silent except for olivia’s occasional comments like “look there’s a puppy!” and “mumma look, baby ducks!” she made sure to let you know she was talking to you and only you.

once you got to the preschool, you helped olivia out of her car seat and grabbed her hand, guiding her into the small school.

“bye sweetie,” shawn tried as you walked away with olivia. you nudged her to answer but she refused.

once you arrived back in the car, shawn offered to drive you to work. without olivia in the car, things were painfully awkward.

shawn reached out to touch your hand and tried to intertwine them but you pulled your hand away showing that you were still upset and he sighed.

“c'mon y/n, please talk to me!” you stayed silent and looked out the window.

“y/n i know i messed up big time but you have to believe me when i say i’m sorry! liv already hates me, i don’t need you to hate me too.” you could hear the desperation in his voice as he reached to touch your hand again

“please i’ll do anything y/n, please just give me another chance, let me prove to you that i can be the husband- the father, you always wanted me to be.”

“shawn, i can’t say what you can do you have to figure that out on your own, actions speak louder than words you’re gonna have to find a way to prove that you’ve changed.” you said as he parked the car near your work

“i promise, i’ll make it up to you two y/n. i won’t let you down this time.” he said as he pressed his lips to your hand and you felt the heat rise to your cheeks as you smiled politely leaving the car.

SHAWN POV

i watched as y/n exited the car and walked into her office building without even looking back.

it broke me inside to know that my daughter practically hates me, and my wife is on the verge of divorcing me. i hate that i’ve let my job overpower my family life, and i did nothing to stop it before it got to this point.

as soon as i arrived back home, i cleaned the mess i made from making breakfast and started thinking about how i was going to fix things.

i know i need to make this up to my girls somehow, but i’m not sure there was anything i could do anymore.

y/n loved to come home to a clean house so i decided to clean the entire house so she wouldn’t have to clean for at least a week or so.

as i was tidying up the living room, i saw y/n’s wedding band and engagement ring laying on the table where she left it last night. i picked it up and carefully put them in my pocket, hopefully saving them for good use later.

cleaning the house took me longer than expected, i wasn’t sure how y/n did it every week.

my phone lit up with y/n’s contact name.

from: y/n <3
hey can’t pick up olivia tonight, i have to stay late. can you please do it?

to: y/n <3
yeah of course baby, that’s if she’ll get in the car with me.

deciding it was time to go, i got in my car again and drove to olivia’s school.

i arrived right on time and saw the kids outside, some waiting for their parents and some leaving with them already.

i quickly spotted olivia in the corner of the play ground with a boys
other girls around her who looked much older than her. i walked closer, signalling to her teacher that i was picking her up, getting a closer look at what they were doing.

she looked on the verge of tears, her hair was a mess already and i noticed one of the little boys had her favourite stuffed bear in his hands. once she caught a glimpse of me, the tears started falling and she ran into my arms.

i comforted her as she cried into my chest.

“daddy,” she cried. “he took my bear and won’t give it back!”

i noticed the young boys still standing a short distance away, olivia’s favourite toy was all dirty and wet from a puddle they must’ve dropped it in.

“hey, give that back to me and don’t ever talk to her again.” i said, holding out one of my hands for the bear. the boy handed it to me and ran away with the rest of his little friends.

i picked olivia up, taking her to the car.

“daddy’s sorry baby, daddy’s sorry.” i whispered, repeating it until she was strapped in her car seat and had stopped crying.

i set the wet bear in the seat next to me, driving home as fast as possible.

“do you want some ice cream?” i asked once we arrived home. i threw her bear in the dryer for a few minutes first, praying there was no real damage done to the toy and it was only a bit of water.

“yes please.” she nodded, taking a seat at the table while i made her a bowl of ice cream.

i handed her the small bowl and sat down in the chair next to her.

“i miss you daddy.” she broke the silence. “how come you’re never here?”

“i’m sorry liv, i promise you i’ll be here a lot more from now on. okay?”

she nodded, handing me the empty bowl of ice cream to take to the sink while she ran off to play.

“daddy can you sing me a song?” she asked from the living room where i kept one guitar, the rest were in the music room.

“sure, what song?”

i took the guitar off the stand and started playing whatever song she requested. sometimes she would try and sing along, followed by an adorable giggle when she would mess up.

i truly missed spending this time alone with my daughter, i’ll forever feel guilty that i made my job first priority. never again. now all i have to do is make it up to y/n.

Y/N POV

after you payed the taxi you took out the keys to your house snd silently opened it to be met with the sounds of giggles and laughter. you took off your heels and tip toed to the living room to see shawn on olivia’s lap as he strummed a few tunes as she sang off key.
after a few minutes of standing in the hallway looking at them in awe shawn noticed your presence and smiled at you and you smiled back

“mummy!!” olivia screamed as she hopped off shawn’s lap and ran into your arms

“hi sweetheart.” you chuckled, olivia pulled you and sat you down on the couch next to shawn as you laughed and watched them sing together, this was your family. and you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

“mummy i’m tired.” olivia yawned

“i got her.” shawn said taking her hands and leading her to her room as you stood up and walked to your room ready to take a shower when you saw your room setup.

a bouquet of red roses on your bed and flower petals that lead to the bathroom and the bathtub was full and had your favorite bath bombs in and candles were lit all over the bathroom.

“do you like it?” you tured to meet those hazel eyes

“i love it, thank you for everything shawn.”

“good because i wanna ask you something,” he said taking your hand and getting down on one knee revealing a familiar velvet box

“i messed up y/n, i messed up bigtime and my mistake made me realize how important you all are to me and how you and olivia should’ve always been my first priority, how you both should’ve been my number one. so y/n mendes, do you forgive me?” you nodded trying to hold back your tears as he slipped the ring back where it belonged as he hugged you

“actions do speak louder than words mendes, you proved that.” you chuckled and he kissed your forehead

“so what now?” you asked

“i have a few ideas.” he said kissing your neck

lets just say that night was a night you both wont forget, because this was the night you had your family back together.

This one time I saw Green Day in Chula Vista and my best friend (band mate) threw our sticker on stage and Beej picked it up and spent like A MINUTE putting it on his guitar and I was standing front row fuckin center screaming my brains out and he pointed at me and asked if that was my band and I fuckin screamed some more and said yes so now our sticker has been on his guitar since like 2009

Broduce 101: Episode 6 (Quick Livestream Recap)

Contains spoilers.

  • Jihoon leads the trainees’ greeting to BoA, quick recap of rankings and eliminations last ep
  • All of them has started looking a lot more polished, the stylists must have more time with fewer trainees to focus on
  • Voting after the next mission rankings eliminate all trainees after rank 35
  • Position rankings!
  • Four songs for rap, dance, vocal. BoA’s Amazing Kiss is there too. Team picks by rank, of course
  • Ong-ssi doesn’t want Hyunbin on his dance team and Hyunbin says he doesn’t want to dance anyway
  • Samuel’s blond is really not a flattering shade, he looks so much nicer with darker hair. He didn’t want to be on the same team as Jihoon, who is likely to get the highest votes and edge out his teammates but they both picked Jason Derulo’s Get Ugly
  • So did Ahn Hyungseob
  • And Kang Daniel 
  • And Ong ssi 
  • Rekt.
  • They’re all feeling the stacked team burden, but Samuel and Hyungseob specially lol
  • Jisung picks IOI’s Downpour for vocal but isn’t very confident
  • The lower ranking trainees groan as the teams and songs they want get filled up
  • Woodam has to dance, he’s disappointed he can’t sing and cries because he wanted to use his advantage to its fullest :(
  • Everyone is worried about the Playing with Fire team w/ Sewoon, Baekho, Daehwi and Minki, who have the most potential to shake things up
  • Daehwi is made to look a bit scared of sang namja Baekho, specially considering their friction over the Boy in Love doubling
  • Sewoon aka CEO-nim is leader for their team, and Baekho wants to be main vocal. 
  • Daehwi bows out, since everyone tore the teenager down for being a teenager last few episodes. His dark hair is a good look on him.
  • They’re not a team that has a lot in common, they’re a bit hesitant with each other. Even I can see the awkward air, editing aside. 
  • Sewoon gets some screentime with lowkey friction with Baekho because they clash over the direction they want to take the cover. 
  • Daehwi gets even more nervous
  • Im Youngmin picked Boys and Girls with Donghyun but they don’t look pleased. 
  • It’s actually because Kim Dongbin picked the song too.
  • He apologises because he at least is aware of his lack of skills but is apparently a rapper trainee. The BNM kids aren’t sure what to do, since they’ve clearly trained long and well unlike him, but they try to help
  • Vocal kings Joo Jinwoo and Kim Seunglee battle it out for main vocal in their vocal team
  • Kim Seunglee gets centre because his teammates share my opinion about his voice being lovely and yet somehow distinct
  • The team only has Yehyun who knows music theory so he takes the lead arranging the cover
  • Kim Yongguk finally gets his screentime because he misses his fellow trainee, who left early on. No one even knows he’s a singer, they’re never heard his voice but he sings and they’re impressed because it sounds melancholy and sweet
  • Tiptoe Oppa Park Sungwoo picked a dance team
  • All the trainees pull the most meme faces when he enters with Shape of You as his pick. Daniel’s is particularly meme worthy. 
  • Noh Taehyun is worried, he didn’t want to have to coach anyone but he enters with the Shape of You card 
  • Bright eyed Park Sungwoo waits for him with the same song and he sighs, knowing where this is going.
  • He gets picked as leader for their team too, which is a good choice. 
  • The team compete with their expressions to pick centre and they all pick Noh Taehyun for this too
  • He carried the double sticker load well, quickly choreographing and coaching his team. A good edit for this boy after ages.
  • Moonbok, Lai Guanlin, Taemin, Jonghyun (who of course is leader) are doing Mino’s Fear
  • Lai Guanlin wants to be centre and raps in English. His flow is actually better when not in Korean. His team lets him write lyrics in English to up his skills
  • He edges out the good natured Moonbok, who did want the position since his rank’s been dropping but acknowledges Guanlin is cooler. 
  • Blame your hyungs, Hip Hop President
  • Hong Eunki is leader for Right Round dance team, he wants to replicate the Bang Bang effect
  • Haknyeon vs Hwanwoong for centre, but shockingly Hwanwoong gets centre because they’re not sure if they’ve ever seen Haknyeon’s skills
  • It makes him do a Kwon Hyunbin because he’s disappointed, making a lot of mistakes
  • Smiley Eunki pushes through, but this isn’t making Haknyeon look great
  • Cut to performance day!
  • Random audience member: Kang Daniel is TOO sexy!
  • Super Junior Leeteuk is MC because BoA’s busy. The crowd are shook. He’s a seasoned MC but I like my nervous SM queen :(
  • BoA drops in unannounced during rehearsals and summons the boys, who all run to come see her. She tells them in person she won’t be able to be there in person for their second live performances, so asks for a run through of their stages
  • Vocal performances have a live band! That’s really cool, I’m impressed Mnet.
  • If it is You Team has Yongguk played up a lot this episode, maybe because of his off screen popularity despite his screentime? He gets a lot of love and support from his team to boost his confidence awwww
  • The power of friendship makes his voice stronger (or, just, you know, singing a song in his range). Coach Lee Seokhoon compliments his tone, says it’s innocent like a middle schooler, which is exactly what I thought. It’s very pure, for some reason
  • RBW Lee Gunhee cries everytime he sings
  • Everyone is shook by how pretty his voice his, it’s so emotive, and this song helps bring it out.
  • I’ll cover performances at length in their own dedicated post, but let it be known that they were all really good. A mix of strong vocalists, and the song suits them to a T. 
  • Yehyun<Jinwoo<Seunglee<Yongguk for rankings. Arctic Fox powers up!
  • Dance team’s Flo Rida’s Right Round is up
  • They had behind the scenes issues with Haknyeon messing up and forgetting his moves. He really wanted centre because he didn’t get a chance to have many parts last time too, and he thinks Eunki has too many prominent parts despite not being centre
  • Kahi calls them out for letting teamwork issues spoil their performance. 
  • Haknyeon and Eunki have a talk. Jeju boy wants to stand out because he’s worried about his fall in ranks, he cries and Eunki reassures him. They talk and make up and of course, their performance improves instantly
  • Briefly: I didn’t know Namhyung was going to be on this team, Hyunbin does his K-Tigers thing, Yoo Hwiseung does a lip swipe, Haknyeon gets his moment to shine. It starts off okay, gets underwhelming but picks up towards the end. Pretty average.
  • I can’t stop getting distracted by Chungha in the audience
  • Hwiseung looks good with his hair up. He flaps his hands as they wait for the result, just like he did last time. He’s growing on me, this cutie.
  • Namhyung<Hwiseung<Hyunbin<Eunki<Haknyeon
  • Zico’s Boys and Girls is up for Rap evals
  • BNM feel the burden of their label, and do well at practice
  • Dongbin can’t rap even reading the lyrics in front of him. Cheetah can’t take it.
  • His teammates are getting frustrated but want him to just have confidence and try. He cries again, of course, but his teammates support him with more patience than I have even just watching this
  • In brief: BNM hard carry the whole performance, Youngmin forgets a bit of his lyrics and they play it up far too much. Dongbin sounds out of breath the whole time and flat. Donghyun gets no attention for being consistently good. Underwhelming, all in all.
  • Dongbin<Donghyun<Youngmin for rankings. Youngmin cries out of guilt.
  • Ed Sheeran’s Shape of You for Dance evals
  • Dance battle in rehearsals
  • Park Woojin kills it
  • Eunki does some more of his booty popping
  • Samuel and Ong-ssi do their thing
  • Noh Taehyun’s krumping makes all the trainees starry eyed, they think he’s the best dancer
  • His team…is lagging, Kahi says the choreo doesn’t suit the music
  • Noh Taehyun redoes chunks of choreo for sake of the performances
  • In brief: Noh Taehyun did good leading the team. They all look good, and it’s a neat little routine with a few impressive formations to make it look complex. I can’t wait for the fancams. I think this looks to be one of the best performances. 
  • THEY GET AN ENCORE CHANT 
  • Chungha shows her approval
  • They all get startled by the screen countdown in the waiting room, screaming when it pops up lol
  • Sungwoo<Junwoo<Donghan<Justin<Taedong<Taehyun for rankings.
  • Rise my boy Taehyun! Finally a voting that’s fair
  • Song Mino’s Fear for Rap evals. This was Lai Guanlin’s segment.
  • Oh god. Fire whoever did Moonbok’s hair. Awful. 
  • SUNG HYUNWOO IS IN THE CROWD WITH A MOONBOK BANNER MY HEART 
  • You’re so cruel, Mnet, really.
  • Lol Don Mills calls Lai Guanlin baby chick rapper.
  • Baby chick rapper is scared of performing in front of the teachers
  • They only critique his pronunciation. I guess he’s better at being a swaggy rapper than he is at dancing or singing
  • Nation’s Leader Jonghyun makes him practice his Korean pronunciation with a pen between his teeth, which is cute but is also a very good elocution trick. It helps him.
  • Angel Jonghyun, of course. 
  • Moonbok dedicates his bit to Hyunwoo, hold me, I’m in tears
  • In brief: Lai Guanlin looks like a real idol, and he’s not terrible. He has some sort of untrained talent there. Jonghyun references his Nu’est days and we get shots of his members and Kahi. Taemin has a nice rapping tone, I wasn’t expecting that. Moonbok’s emotions bleeds into his rap and he gives Hyunwoo a shoutout. 
  • They both cry NOOOOOOOOOOOOO STOP THIS YOU TWO
  • Jonghyun made a tiny mistake that not even Mnet’s editing played up and cries
  • Moonbok<Taemin<Guanlin<Jonghyun. Jonghyun cries again out of guilt.
  • Blackpink’s Playing with Fire for vocal evals.
  • Oh, the boys look fine. The crowd goes wild, obviously agreeing. The voting for this one is going to be close.
  • Behind the scenes, they’re going for a band sound that they explain with too many technical details. Lee Seokhoon isn’t sure. 
  • Sewoon suggests an acoustic route, different from what Baekho said.
  • Much tense editing, and they go for acoustics. I mean, they love Busker Busker in SK, so it’s not a shock
  • Sewoon feels he needs his guitar to stand along his teammates on stage
  • They talk and come to an amiable agreement.
  • Daehwi’s look here is really fire emoji, he looks his age, but also more like an idol.
  • In brief: I’d like the original song if it sounded more like this. I can’t resist a bit of electric guitar and a gentle pop rock sound. Daehwi throws some confetti. Minki pull his idol persona out while Baekho and Sewoon sing their hearts out. They do a nice bit of showmanship. The synth in the back is too loud, but I’ll discuss that in in depth analyses. A good performance, all in all.
  • Minki<Daehwi<Baekho<Sewoon. He doesn’t expect it and feels bad for his groupmates.
  • Preview for stacked team for Jason Derulo’s Get Ugly. Next week is going to be a Mess.
  • Shockingly, rankings changed up. I’ll put this bit under a read more.

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