had to use that quote because of the song that plays at the end

Quotes from Harry Styles’ Interview

Writing for his album

“I started the album end of Feb last year for about three weeks and then had to stop for about 5 months when I went to do a movie. I came back to it in July and finished writing it in December. For a while before all I thought about it was stressing about what it was going to be. It gave me a chance to completely step away from it for a bit and have a real break. By the end of the movie, because we were swimming so much I just wanted to write songs…I think we wrote about 70 songs - we did 50 songs and ideas in Jamaica and that’s including like little ideas. Well full songs, I say there are 30 songs probably. One of the songs on the album, I wrote a few years ago.”

On his album

“I was with the guys who I was writing it with and we just wanted to make what we wanted to listen to and that has been the most fun part for me about making the whole album. In the least weird way possible, it’s my favourite album to listen to at the moment… I hope we did a good job but I really like the album so I hope people like it. I think if you put out something that you don’t stand behind and really love, then if it doesn’t go well then you could regret not doing what you wanted to do. Whereas if nothing happens with it, I love it you know so I think that’s what you should do. I think that’s been my favourite part to the overall thing is listening to the album and making all the changes – it has been fun to watch over it all.”

Writing in Jamaica

“I just wanted to not be somewhere that I’d get distracted. It was 360 of writing, you’d go home for dinner, write at the house then go back to the studio. I liked being away from everything and doing it like that.”

About his debut single

“It’s a bit weird, I feel like I’ve been hibernating for so long now and you hear it in the safety of the studio and now it’s time to give birth … it’s the song (debut single) I’m most proud of writing.”

About making it on his own

“I’ve been hibernating trying to get it all ready, that’s been fun, but I like this bit as well. I think it’s gonna be fun, it’s gonna be good. It’s not like I’m travelling on my own now, I have a band and everything and they’re amazing.”

Ed Sheeran

“I played him (Sheeran) a few songs after the album was finished. He didn’t say that he didn’t like any, but he did like one song that isn’t on the album. So I did have a bit of a minute of like hmmm no but…”

On Adele

“I’ve spoken to her a little bit, she knows one of the guys that I wrote it with (his music) a lot. But I don’t think so much advice, I just like how she does stuff. I think she leads by example, she’s the biggest, she’s amazing, she’s the best so she should be the biggest. The thing with her is she’s a different thing, she’s just good at it, I like how she does everything, it looks very nice. For my 21st she gave me one of her albums 21 and said, ‘I did some pretty cool stuff when I was 21, good luck’ and I was like, 'geez’.”

On Dating

“I haven’t dated in a long time really because I went away to do the movie then did the album so I haven’t in a while. I have a couple of candles left still though. 

Whether dating when famous is hard

“I don’t know, maybe. I feel like with all of the stuff how people date now, with all online stuff, I feel like you can do that (Google) with anyone really if you’re looking at someone’s profile before seeing them. It’s kinda the same… No, I used to (research dates), then I said I’m not going to do that anymore, it’s impossible to go in without a perception of someone and you’ve never met them and I started feeling like that was wrong and weird. I think I snore, and also I quite like routine, so I don’t know if I’m ­incredibly spontaneous.”

Cutting his hair for Dunkirk

“I felt very naked for a while. I was like yeah, I’ve gotta shave my hair off. It wasn’t a hard decision, it got made into a wig.”

Why he rarely tweets

“I don’t like saying something for the sake of it.”

Life at home and work

“The first time I went home not wearing trainers, I was in a pair of boots. Someone said, ‘What the bloody hell are they?’ I like to separate working and being at home with family.”

Staying grounded

“It’s easier in the way that I like to separate stuff from working and being at home with family and stuff. When you separate it it’s easier to see it for what it is. When you let it become everything and that’s your whole life, then it’s easy to get a bit lost in it. I’m lucky, I have amazing friends and my family’s amazing so I think they make it easier to keep the separation between the two which makes it easier for me.”

Being nervous about playing his music to others

“I think it’s nerve-racking in that I’ve only played it to like 10 people in a room. I try and not be there if I’m playing it…”

His mother and step-father’s reactions to the album

“I played the album to them the first time and there’s one song that’s got a vocal effect on it, the whole album finished then my stepdad said: ‘I’ve one question, where did you get the duck from, how did you get a duck in the studio?’ I was like: ‘That was me, thanks’. My Mum liked it which was handy. She cried a couple of times which was good, I think that was good.”

Musical Influences

“I think it’s hard to not have influencers from what you grew up listening on. I think everyone reacts differently to different types of music. I had a good range between my mum and dad… my dad listened to Fleetwood, The Beatles, Rolling Stones, Pink Floyd and Queen. My mum was like Norah Jones and Savage Garden. There are a lot of melodies there.”

Being starstruck by other celebrities

“I remember the first time we went to an awards show in the US, we met Will Smith. It was a brief meeting – he was nice and very tall.”

Addressing the rumour about getting a sheep placenta facial

“No I’ve never had a sheep placenta facial.”

Rumours about Hobama

“I’m not allowed to talk about that.”

Rumour on taking his dates on helicopter rides

“No I’ve never done that,” Harry says, with Grimmy responding: “Not even with Barack?”

“No,“ Harry says. “It was his helicopter, haha.”

Talking about Chris Martin

“He’s lovely isn’t he? He is good at telling you to take care of yourself. I think he makes sure you are alright and is very zen. I think he is a pretty wonderful man.”

On Ronnie Wood

“Big fan, I love Ronnie Wood – I think I met him at a dinner party a few years ago and went to a couple of Stones shows…I think he is the nicest.”

Interviewing Paul McCartney for his Another Man issue

“It was amazing – his voice sounds like a song.”

Loving scented candles

“I mean I think everyone loves scented candles. But I usually take one from home if I’m travelling.”

About sprouts being the new kale

“I went two days ago. I got some spinach, eggs, OJ, milk, turkey and some brussels sprouts. Hmm what else did I buy…oh some Crème Eggs. I like putting sprouts in a curry and I like sauteing them. I think they are going to be the new kale. I met [someone] and I asked her what she did and she said ‘I’m the PR lady for Kale’ and I was like ‘good job then.”

Talking about his four nipples

“Still got them, managed to keep them. Maybe I just hide them in limited edition albums, like golden tickets. I’ll hold onto them.”

Best trait

“Best trait I don’t know, it’s weird to pick your best, shall we go with the nipples thing.”

On where not to ask him for a selfie

“I think in toilets is the weirdest one. It’s happened a couple of times… When someone tries to shake your hand right after having a wee, ‘I might wash my hands first’.”

About Liam’s son and being a potential godfather

“I spoke to Liam and he’s loving it. He said it’s going really well and everyone’s great. So I’m very happy for him. I think it’s a roll of the dice, there are a lot of people Liam has in mind. I’m not going to add any extra pressure. If it came my way I would be honoured.”

AUs

Here are some aus, divided in different themes.

College themed

  1. I’m really passionate about this cause and I will give you this flier if I have to shove it down your throat
  2. My roommate’s boyfriend is staying over so can I please sleep on your floor
  3. We’re studying in the library and there are two people very obviously fucking in the stacks and we keep sharing embarrassed glances
  4. You peed on my car. You were drunk. I was in the car. There will be hell to pay
  5. My friend dragged me to this party and I just saw my ex quick make out with me
  6. It’s 3am, in the dead of winter, some motherfucker pulled/set off the fire alarm and I am being very vocal about how I’m gonna make that fucker pay
  7. I swear I’m wearing this Batman costume because of a dare
  8. Accidentally knocked on the wrong dorm room college au
  9. Heard a scream and thought you were getting killed but it was just a spider
  10. Somehow, we always end up sitting next to each other during the weekly gatherings to watch [Game of Thrones, SVU, Rupaul’s Drag Race, pick a show] in our dorm’s really good TV room 
  11. I took a bunch of free condoms from health services just because i could and they all fell out of my bag at once and now you’re staring at me weirdly

Awkward first meeting themed

  1. “This horrible umbrella won’t extend! Oh shit I just hit you in the stomach/crotch! I’m so sorry!”
  2. “I just tripped and fell face first into your crotch, god end my life now please.”
  3. “I drunkenly tried to fight you and knocked myself out but you were kind enough to take care of me till I woke up.”
  4. Trapped in a bank during a robbery 
  5. “I met you last night when you were drunkenly patting my dog in my backyard at 3 in the morning and when i asked you what the hell you were doing you slurred something about dogs being great and then you threw up on my feet and then fifteen minutes later you were passed out on my couch so that’s why you’re here right now also what the fuck is your name and why were you patting a dog in a stranger’s backyard in the middle of the night”
  6. “Last night was a haze for both of us and somehow we woke up hungover in a bed that isn’t either of ours and also neither of us recognize this apartment we should probably get out of here before someone calls the cops on us”
  7. “You found me hanging by my fingertips from your window and i don’t want to tell you i was trying to rob you but idk how else to explain this and i don’t want to go to jail and also you’re kind of cute we should make out when i’m not clinging onto your window ledge for my life”
  8. ‘you thought i was someone else and started making out with me at a club and you’re really hot so i just went with it and now we’re heading back to your place and idk how to break it to you’
  9. ‘we’re two thirds of the threesome we had last night and we’re walking awkwardly out of the last persons’s apartment together’
  10. ‘i’ve had a really awful day so i started kicking a car out of frustration and it turned out to be your car i’m so sorry’
  11. “I ordered pizza but the pizzeria got my order wrong so now I’m screaming at my really cute pizza delivery boy because I’m angry and very hungry”

Nobility themed

  1. “your country’s trying to take over/annex my country and you’re making it difficult to hate you because you’re so nice and attractive stop it”
  2. “we’ve been engaged to be married since we were three but this is the first time we’ve met and your portraits really don’t do you justice”
  3. “i’m a prince/ss and you’re a servant and we’re not supposed to hang out but we’re gonna fall in love anyways”

Opposites attract themed

  1. a hopeless romantic and a single-but-proud meet at a store on valentine’s day. the latter is buying valentine cards ironically, the former buying them sincerely in hopes of getting a date
  2. a scary-looking person who unintentionally makes kids cry and a daycare volunteer meet at a children-filled park
  3. rebellious teenager who’s failing all their classes is assigned a studious tutor
  4. really distinguished food critic and fast food chef
  5. a hopeless romantic and a horny beast are set up on a blind date

High school themed

  1. “We’re the only ones in detention”
  2. “I desperately need my books but my locker is blocked and you’re the only one in the hall”
  3. “Someone wrote I’m cute in the bathroom stall and your notes match the handwriting”
  4. “I twisted my ankle and you’re the only one here strong enough to carry me to the nurse’s office but we’re both really awkward”
  5. “We were both left out when everyone was picking partners and now we always choose each other when we have classes together”
  6. “I lent you my cool pencil months ago and you still use it”
  7. “I accidentally took your notebook thinking it was mine and you have really nice handwriting and cute doodles”
  8. “You started sitting by me at lunch because I’m alone at my table but we never talk to each other”
  9. “I was really hungry but had no money and you bought me lunch even though I don’t know you”
  10. “I left my phone number on the bathroom stall wall and you text me about your day and your frustrations for a month & it’s really nice and cute but I still don’t know who you are”
  11. “I fell asleep on your couch after a party but you didn’t complain and made breakfast for the both of us”
  12. sharing a textbook and leaving each other notes and answers in page corners
  13. found their phone number in a library book
  14. dancing partners
  15. younger siblings are best friends
  16. playing romantic interests in a play
  17. “yes i understand that it’s may and this classroom is stuffy but why are you taking your shirt off and why aren’t you in trouble (not that i mind)”
  18. “i can’t believe you dropped the frog we’re dissecting on tHE FLOOR WHAT THE FUCK”
  19. “i’m fightin this person and they shoved me into u im sooo sorry- oh hey you’re cute- oH MY GOD UR KICKIN ASS MARRY ME!!! PLEASE!!!!”
  20. “you asked me to prom by filling my locker with ping pong balls that say “prom?” on them but i tripped on one and smacked my head on a locker but thanks for taking me to the nurse!!! i still want to go with you!!”

Ridicously sentence themed

  1. “I’m going to need you to put on some underwear before you say anything else.“ 
  2. "Quick catch that cat it stole my wallet!”
  3. “I hope you know that my name is actually ________.”
  4. “That is the tenth demon summoning this week holy shit.”
  5. “Please put me down it’s just a sprained ankle" 
  6. “Why exactly do you need chloroform at 2AM?”
  7. “I’m like 75% this won’t explode on us.”
  8. “I understand the whole sleep talking thing but what I don’t understand is the princess dragon dream and why I’m in it.”
  9. “I’m sorry that I got way too into playing house and accidentally kissed you passionately.”

Height difference themed

  1. “I’m in a bookshop and I really need that book can you get it for me??? Wait you’ve read that book? let’s have an in depth conversation about it.”
  2. “You were trying to reach for a box of cereal and a whole shelf’s-worth of cereal boxes fell on you here let me help”
  3. “We’re both baristas and sometimes I have trouble reaching for things and I show up to work one day to find a personalized stool with hearts and my name on it i hATE YOU but also thanks”
  4. “You are very tall and I am very short so you run into me all the time and honestly this is getting ridiculous”
  5. I’m in art class and I just opened a cupboard to find a tiny person (you) squished inside and you just looked at and said “shh i’m hiding”
  6. “We’re on the bus and I’m really not trying to take up your space I’m sorry I just have rlly rlly long legs” 
  7. “You’re afraid that you’ll lose me in big crowds so you always hold my hand but now you just hold my hand when there’s only, like, five people around and I’m getting vry suspicious” 

Reincarnation themed

  1. I fell in love with you three lifetimes ago and I’ve been looking for you ever since but I’ve been starting to give up and my friend’s new crush has your eyes and oh god I’m not going to steal someone’s date just because I’m hoping you’re the person I met in a past life
  2. We keep reincarnating as people who speak different languages and it’s kind of pissing me off because I can never initially confirm if it’s you but at least I keep learning a bunch of cool new languages each lifetime

Mythical creatures themed

  1. “i’m a newly-turned werewolf without a pack and i can’t really control myself well on full moon nights yet and you keep finding me passed out naked on your lawn”
  2. “i got cursed and turned into an animal and taken to the shelter and ended up getting adopted by someone who is really hot OH NO”
  3. “i’m a history major and i keep getting into arguments with one of my classmates about things because they keep saying i’m wrong so i finally scream, ‘how would you know?!?’ and they’re like, ‘because i was THERE!’ and that’s how we all find out that there is a centuries-old vampire taking our British history class”

Funny meeting at a party themed

  1. “i was on my balcony and you started loudly quoting romeo and juliet at me”
  2. “spilled my drink down your shirt and then tried to drink it off you”
  3. “we had an impromptu rap duet in the middle of the party”
  4. “you kept asking everyone to play the cha cha slide then proceeded to pass out when the song started”
  5. “you keep shouting “THIS IS MY JAM” at every song that comes on i have a headache the size of nebraska you’re lucky you’re cute”
  6. “whenever you saw me you’d shout ‘WHOOOOOOOOO’ really loudly and then do finger guns at me before walking off to god knows where”
  7. “you thought I was your friend and pulled me up on the table to dance with you now you’re shirtless and grinding on me”
  8. “you got up to the mic and started singing and holy shit you’re really good???”
  9. “you’re really bad at beer pong but you do this really cute dance before you throw the ball so I’m letting you stay on my team”
  10. “our mutual friend dared the two of us to chug a whole pint of beer and I’m not going to let you beat me”
  11. “we both grabbed for the last bottle of the good beer and i’m not saying we’re going to fight for it but we are”

Competitive themed

  1. we’re both ‘team leaders’ at a summer camp for little people and you may be hot but goddammit my collection of twelve-year-olds are going to beat yours into the dust
  2. I used to be the best baker in the neighbourhood but then you showed up at Mrs Appleby’s 80th birthday with a stack of brownies which almost gave me an orgasm my honour is at stake and I’m going all out for the next event
  3. a mutual friend invited us to their laser tag party and we’re the last two alive on opposite teams and goddammit if I’m going down you’re going down with me
  4. you’re going to be at the halloween party and you’ve won best costume for the past three years but this year I am wearing the best costume ever if you defeat me I will eat my - wait you actually look really cute when did you turn hot what the fuck um
  5. we’re always making stupid bets like 'bet you can’t drink this whole bottle of BBQ sauce’ but then you did and now you’re sick and I feel really bad here let me look after you
  6. did you actually just blue shell me on our date you fucker

“We’re bad at dating” themed

  1. I can’t tell whether this is a date because you asked to see a movie but I’m still not sure you’re queer, and I’m toeing the line because maybe you’re just trying to make friends
  2. I decided to flip a coin about every decision in my life for a week and that’s how we ended up on a date
  3. We’re both meant to be going on blind dates with other people but we sat down at the wrong table and got our hopes up
  4. We had one really bad date and never spoke again and now our friends have set us up on a blind date
  5. We’re going on a blind date - but wait a moment, aren’t you that went down on me in a back alley behind a club year ago? … what do you mean “which one”?
  6. You’re my waiter and I’m on a really crappy date with an asshole
Being Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Daughter...
  • Lin would cry the day you were born but he would also brag a lot.
  • He’d shower you with gifts but he was also careful not to overdo it
  • Chances are, (depending on your age and whatever year you’d picture this for) you’d be friends with a lot of the Hamilton cast/ and or their kids
  • There’s no doubt about it you’d be a freestyling genius much like him and musically talented.
  • And Lin would be so proud of this
  • Lin’s heart would melt every time you called him ‘dad’
  • He is probably one of the most caring, sweetest, and involved father out there.
  • And if your mother wasn’t in the picture, Lin would be sure to work to fill in her shoes.
  • He would attend all your school events and extra curriculars too.
  • On mother’s day he would plan a brunch inviting his sister and mother over making sure you knew you weren’t alone when it came to the amount of females in your life.
  • Whenever he goes to Richard Rodgers Theatre or goes to work for whatever project he’s working on he is constantly pulling his phone out to show his fellow coworkers pictures of you
  • He can’t help it
  • But one thing is for sure, Lin would make sure you knew how strong of a woman you were. Being a strong activist for equal rights Lin knew how easy it was for girls in today’s society to feel weak and defeated by the powerful and he never wanted you to experience that. So he would make post-it notes and stick them in your lunchbox, on your mirror, and anywhere he could find with sayings such as…
  • “I am woman hear me roar!”
    “Though she be but little, she is fierce!”
    “A strong woman looks fear in the eye and gives it but a wink.”
    “You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think.”
  • And because your father is one of the most encouraging and inspiring figures in the world, not only in tweets but reality as well, he excels at giving the best, most needed pep talks when you’re down in the dumps.
  • Lin had you speaking Spanish as soon as you said your first word
  • Lin would practically document your entire life. He liked taping you and taking pictures while you were doing casual activities such as coloring, singing, dancing, playing with your dolls, running around the house, etc.
  • Tobillo basically being your best friend
  • That dog follows you wherever you go
  • Lin has thousands of videos from when you were learning to walk, practically waddling around and Tobillo was right on your heel the entire time following you.
  • The whole Hamilton cast would be obsessed with you
  • Especially Phillipa
  • That girl loved you as if you were her own
  • And if you were old enough, you would join the Schuyler Sisters in their inbetween shows closet talk.
  • Sleep overs at Jasmine and Anthony’s while your dad is out of town
  • And they would absolutely LOVE having you over
  • You made them want to have kids that much more and Anthony loved taking you to the movies and Jasmine loved taking you out shopping
  • Speaking of shopping, Renee, Jasmine, and Phillipa are always spoiling you with the newest trends and what nots.
  • The Hamilton cast would be like another family to you
  • Always running around backstage with Groffsauce, who usually was assign babysitting duty.
  • The Schuyler sisters- as well as Leslie teaching you how to harmonize
  • Daveed loved helping you with your freestyling
  • You and him always got in heated battles- in good spirits of course
  • Playing childish games during intermission and between shows with Oak, Daveed, and Anthony.
  • Trying to braid your dad’s hair during his Hamilton days
  • Let’s be real, Lin would dedicate Dear Theodosia to you
  • And during Stay Alive (reprise) and It’s Quiet Uptown he had genuine tears pinching at his eyes as he fathomed the thought of losing you
  • But Lin would always run to you and spin you around every night after shows
  • The two of you would walk hand and hand together home and Lin would sing you to sleep every night
  • He’d love making you breakfast and basking in that domestic life
  • I could see him making some of the best pancakes in the world
  • And one morning when you were little, you convinced him to let you have a sip of his coffee
  • “Daddy, what’s that black stuff in there.”
    “It’s called coffee, bebé.”
    “Can I try some?”
    “Uh, I don’t think so, Y/n. You wouldn’t like it.”
    “Please, papi.”
    “Oh alright.”
  • Like he predicted, you hated it. The liquid burned your throat and young little you cried at the bitterness for at least a minute which broke Lin’s heart.
  • Lin would be the type of parent that would love to show you off to family and friends but when it came to posting pictures of you on social media, he usually made sure your face was covered, just to keep an element of privacy in his life.
  • But he does love tweeting stories about you or cute things that you do
  • Your childhood years would be a little hectic. Lin probably wouldn’t be around as much as he wants with filming, acting, composing and all but he would make an effort of a lifetime to be as involved as possible.
  • By your late teens you had already seen much of the world but that didn’t mean you were bored by any mean. Adventure was in your soul.
  • Lin would spend a lot of time with you during his time working with the film Moana. He liked to come to you to find inspiration.
  • Family trips to Disney World and Land
  • Lin is constantly trying to help you with his homework
  • “You know I was a teacher.”
  • Coming to him when you start learning about the American Revolution
  • “Well I mean you came to right person. I did write an entire musical about this stuff. Just use the album for a reference, it’s mostly accurate.”
  • Walking into your house one day after school infuriated as you set your pop quiz on the Schuyler Sisters in front of him, a large 9/10 circled with red pen.
  • “And I quote, I’m the oldest and the wittiest… My father has no sons… dad you cost me a perfect score! Why did you lie in the lyrics, I thought you said I could trust them!”
    “I’m sorry I forgot they had other siblings!”
  • Similar to your father, you swore like a sailor
  • Which also meant you were constantly getting scolded and death glares from your father who claims “He didn’t raise you to speak like that.” Even though you both know he did.
  • But honestly I could see Lin being into girl drama. Like when he picks you up from school and sees an annoyed look on your face he’d just shake his head and say,
  • “Spill the tea, honey. I’m ready!”
  • And on your bad days after dropping you off at home after school, Lin would drive to the nearest DQ and Chick-Fil-A and movie store returning home with gifts in toll.
  • He was one of the only people in the world you trusted enough to tell everything too
  • Dad jokes, so many dad jokes.
  • “Dad I’m thirsty. Do we have any-“
    “Hi thirsty nice to meet you I’m Lin-Manuel.”
  • Being very close with your grandparents
  • Your grandpa teaching you how to cook
  • Your grandma would spoil you tbh
  • Girl talk with your Aunt Luz
  • Your dad would be really big on making sure you knew and understood the importance of equality and treating others with respect. 
  • Weekly meals at their place where your grandpa is also telling tales
  • “You know pequeño, when your father was your age I couldn’t get him to shut up!”
    “Papi-“
    “He was always doing his rapping, talking fast and never making sense but he had passion just like yourself so don’t you ever give up on yourself carino. If your father did he would not be where he is today- and neither would you.”
    “Thank you abuelo.”
  • And when you finally do make it, doing whatever or being wherever that may be, you’ll have Lin’s as well as the rest of your families support because Lin knows exactly what it feels like to have millions of people doubt you and laugh at you for doing the unexpected so his support will never run out.
  • When Lin finds out you have a passion for writing and composing, he immediately takes you with him for a daddy daughter date to the studio.
  • He pretends to be out of ideas for a song and you play along knowing it would be a lot less painful to take the easy path.
  • “Well there are a few different projects I’ve been working on lately. They aren’t too good… pretty shitty-“
    “Y/n.”
    “Sorry… but uh, you can have a look I suppose.”
  • Becoming a co writer beside your dad on his next project
  • Going on walks and hikes together with Tobillo
  • But for real though Lin would be insanely protective over you
  • Like when it comes to you Lin always needs to know where you are and constantly has eyes on you
  • When you got your first boyfriend/girlfriend Lin would FLIP
  • You’d suddenly become a player in the game ’21 questions’ or more like 101 questions when it came to your dad
  • He demanded meeting your significant other and no matter the gender, he held his strong demeanor and hardly cracked a smile- well until he saw how happy you looked in their presence.
  • But eventually he’d come to term with it. Although he would always see you as his little girl, he knew you had to spread your wings and he was not about to hold you back from doing so.
  • And when you finally land a lead role on an upcoming Broadway show, Lin is ecstatic.
  • Every day he calls you to ask how rehearsals are going partly because he’s interested and excited for you but also because he remembers his restless days and nights where he’d come home so stressed he’d forget to eat for days. He didn’t want to see you go through the hardships he did.
  • Ironically enough the new production is held, opening night, in the same old theater you grew up in, Richard Rodgers. Home sweet home. 
  • And on opening night you can guarantee your father is sitting front row with four bouquets of various flowers surrounded by all your family and friends as well as a handful of the original and new Hamilton cast.
  • And he would cry. A lot.
  • But he would also be that dad that right before the show starts, as the lights are dimming, he stands up and shouts,
  • “Go Y/n!”
  • His proud dad tweets would be never ending that night
  • After the production he was sure to be the first backstage and the first to hug you.
  • “You did it, you did it! I’m so proud of you, mi ángel. Congratulations!”
  • You’d be lying to yourself if you said your dad didn’t have a surprise party planned for after the play because he did.
  • Not to be a downer but there would be days where Lin would cry himself to sleep thinking he hasn’t done enough, or given you the life you deserve. He worked himself far too hard to make sure you had everything you could ever need and knew you were loved, but sometimes he couldn’t help but fear the worst.
  • Although at times he can be overbearing, you wouldn’t want it anyway else.

This was so fun to write oh my lord, hope you enjoyed!

-Daizy xx

Our Bodies (M)

Pairing:  Namjoon x Yoongi x Jooheon x Reader

Genre: Smut, Tattoo(Artist)!AU

Word Count: 9,7k

Warnings: Rough sex, FOURSOME, Punishment Kink, slight Over-stimulation, mentions Alcohol, mentions Tattoos, and well everything that a foursome includes.

“Hm… which tattoo shop is still open?”

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Forever Friendzoned

Pairing: Y/N/Michael

Rating: All

Request: No

Words: 3.500+

Summary: How many blind dates and failures does it take for Y/N to realize that the only guy who will truly love her is her best friend and the completely friendzoned guy Michael?

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DEH Sports AU

(I had to make head cannons at some point right? )

Connor

  • He plays basketball but he hates it cause everyone just believes he should be god at it, Just because he’s tol. So he quits to rebel and joins a golf team (to everyones surprise)
  • Hes really good at it?? So he goes and competes nationally, he gives all credit of his talent to mini golf training sessions with Zoe (he always won)

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Something brilliant about the new BatB movie

Of all the changes they made, I feel like one stood out as being the most subtly ingenious - setting up Gaston as an outsider to the town like Belle was, but in a vastly different way.


First off, paying close attention, it becomes clear that Gaston views the town much like Belle does. When he says that it’s “simple”, he means it. And he strides in literally above everyone else on his horse, looking down on them. Gaston realizes that the townspeople are simple minded and that the town is provincial. While they bully and scorn Belle, he doesn’t (at least not in the same fashion or for the same reasons). You could argue that he only doesn’t mock her because he’s trying to gain her favor, but there is no indication that he would have ever had a problem with her reading or teaching other girls to read. He even fakes interest in her books instead of reprimanding her for her “funny” hobbies; he may have looked at this interest in a patronizing way, but it didn’t seem to personally offend him (like his cartoon counterpart who directly states that she shouldn’t be reading books). 

He also didn’t seem the type to get upset at Belle or any other woman finding a more convenient way to do chores. And when LeFou tells him the town is bullying her because of this, he doesn’t seem surprised at all by their behavior, almost as if he expected it. We also see hints of his being removed from the town when he tries to “comfort” Belle about the headmaster - I think he’s being truthful here when he says he wasn’t liked either. And, again, he outright tells Belle that their town is simple and that this is all they can expect. 

It’s also telling that he finds Belle “outrageously attractive”; some may interpret this as him merely wanting a conquest (which it partly is, no doubt), but I think he also is genuinely attracted to her uniqueness - he finds her argumentative and independent personality appealing, which would seem to imply some sort of free thinking and cleverness on his own part. In some weird, perhaps essentially inaccurate way, Gaston sees him and Belle as sort of kindred spirits - both too good for this town and this life, the “best” that belong together.

Let me digress a bit because now the question comes up as to why he stays in town and doesn’t seek his own “adventure in the great wide somewhere” (which, perhaps, his hunting is a substitute for). I think the answer to this is pretty clear - he’s found a small safe haven where he can get the admiration his low self-esteem obviously needs so that he can keep functioning at basic human levels. Due to sexism, Gaston’s outsiderness is treated very differently by the townspeople than Belle’s. Belle and Gaston are both detached and removed from the general masses, but whereas Belle is ostracized and side-eyed, Gaston is put on a pedestal and idolized (just compare the songs “Belle” and “Gaston”). Logically, this may have something to do with his very real accomplishments as a captain, but it’s also very much rooted in gender roles (Belle has stepped outside hers, while Gaston has not). But if Gaston were to leave, would he find himself being treated as special in larger cities? Probably not. And we see what can happen when Gaston’s self-value plummets - a screw pops loose in his head and he begins literally rampaging, hurting innocent people all in an effort to avoid facing reality. 

Back to the main point - one effect of making Gaston seemingly just as aware of the town’s flaws is that it sets him up as much more intelligent than the cartoon. He stays in this town because he’s worshiped, but you can tell he’s looking down his nose at them the whole time, encapsulated by his treatment of the fawning girls. This aligns with this new incarnation’s cleverness. Unlike the cartoon, this Gaston is not dumb. Belle calls him “brainless” because he’s not well-read, but he is in no way dumb. He’s probably not illiterate (he went to school, and he does quote Shakespeare), and he’s more than proficient at gaslighting and manipulating people to do what he wants. He’s also a clever strategist and soldier. 

So what does this all mean in terms of character? Why make Gaston as aware of the town’s narrow-minded provincial nature as Belle? Why make him smarter? Well, this has multiple added effects. 

1) It means he’s good at evaluating people - he reads and plays the people in the town easily, which makes the ending mob scene much more believable. He rallies these people not just because they admire him (arguably less than the cartoon town did), but because he knows what they want to hear and can play on their narrow minded prejudices (it’s interesting to wonder if he even believed any of the things he was saying about the beast himself). It also means that he may be fully aware of LeFou’s affections for him, and was choosing to ignore it and/or use it when necessary. 

2) It also means that his failure to acknowledge Belle’s feelings about marrying him are not due to obliviousness or stupidity; he is willfully deluding himself into thinking he has a chance. This adds an element of instability to him that becomes more and more dangerous as the movie progresses (just watch his reaction to Belle closing the door on his face - that’s some hardcore reality avoidance). Gaston’s sanity and self-worth is holding on by the thread he’s created in his own mind that he’ll win Belle.

3) It makes him scarier as well. Cartoon Gaston was scary because he was big. This Gaston is scary because you can see him evaluating, judging, and plotting. You can see him using his looks to get what he wants and, unlike the cartoon, affecting a sort of tender sincerity to deflect suspicion. His ability to be metaphorically outside looking in at this village makes him capable of manipulating everyone, except Maurice (and you can see how Gaston handles that)

4) It humanizes him too. One can’t help but wonder what he would have been like without that fatal need to be liked and admired and with some sort of societal boundaries to keep his ego and entitlement in check. Or if he had simply taken Belle’s rejection as the lesson in humility it should have been and used it to evaluate himself and his qualities, instead of letting it destroy him so much that his behavior devolves into irrationality and outright cruelty, even towards those that he seemed to care about at least a little at first (LeFou and even Belle). In fact, his transformation is a mirror reverse of the Beast’s - Gaston transforms into a monster as the movie goes on, while the Beast becomes more humanized. Both the beast and Gaston are subjected to a lesson in humility, and react in very different ways. 

Overall, I think if Disney had simply recreated the cartoon version of Gaston, he would have been a laughingstock - a character that seemed too unrealistic and static. But by rounding him out, he becomes dynamic and I think he’ll probably live on in this version as one of the best Disney characters (not just villains) of all time. 

Hello! I was reading the part of War and Peace that Great Comet was based on and decided to make a list of all the phrases/sentences in the novel that I found while listening along to the cast recording while reading that are either directly put into the lyrics of the musical, or are heavily referenced with a few changes. I have separated these findings by song, not in the order of which they appear in the novel. For some of the lines that are less directly from the novel I have put the lyrics that are connected to them in parentheses and italics next to the book quotes. It’s really really really fun to see which lyrics have a match so I hope you enjoy!

Also sorry for any formatting issues: in some songs there are huge chunks that are almost directly lifted from the book so some placement of bullet points might be wonky. And if you know of any that I missed, please reblog and add! 

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Why Vmin are called the “Soulmate Couple”

Long post

Before I get into this, I’d like to say, that this will provide examples as to how amazingly close vmin are to being considered real life soulmates. It’ll also help anyone who wants to know about vmin’s relationship and how close the two actually are. But overall, it’ll definitely explain why some of the fandom refers to them as already soulmates. Whether it’s viewed platonically or romantically:)

Okay here we go. Pray for me to be able to get all of this in one post.

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An accident and the aftermath

It’s been a long day, little Y/N was already asleep when Sam buckled her into her car seat. “Buggy already asleep?” Dean asks as the two of them get into the car. Sam sits in the back with you, to keep you company amongst a few other reasons.

“Yeah.” Sam replies as he protectively wraps his arm around your small frame. You promptly lean your head against his chest. A few miles away from the bunker a car t-bones the door of the impala, causing Dean to loose traction as well as control of his car.

“You two okay?” Dean asks when the impala comes to a stop.

“I’m a bit banged up, otherwise okay. It’s (nickname) I’m worried about, she’s in rough shape Dean.” Sam answers worriedly. The eldest Winchester starts mentally chewing out the person that wrecked his car as well as hurt his five year old sister.

After the paramedics arrive everything is a bit of a blur, but time seems to stop when a nurse tells the brothers that their little sister is in critical condition as well as in a coma.

A day later, Cas shows up and does all he can to help you- which isn’t much. “I’m sorry I can’t do more.” He says sadly.

“It’s okay Cas, at least she’s not in critical condition anymore.” Dean answers as he gently rubs his thumb over your small knuckles.

It’s been three weeks and you show no sign of waking up. “I’m going to Bobby’s to fix up baby. Call me if something happens.” Dean says standing up, and as he grabs the keys. The car that is currently in use is one of the spare cars from the garage of the bunker.

“You know I will.” Sam answers as Dean leaves. He then sighs and moves your hair out of your face. “Guess it’s just me and you kiddo.” As expected you don’t make any form of response.
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-Meanwhile-
You were back where you started again. You sit on the ground and start to cry- you just want to go home but you can’t. Someone places a gentle hand on your shoulder. “Don’t cry cupcake; if you cry you’re going to make me cry.” Someone says. You look up and see a person with golden eyes and golden hair standing over you. His presence is comforting and for some reason he reminds you of Cas.

“Who are you?” You sniffle as the golden haired man sits down next to you.

“I’m a friend, and I want to help you.” The man then pulls out a lollipop out of nowhere. Before he unwraps it he offers it to you. “Want a piece?”

“Sammy says I shouldn’t take candy from strangers.” You softly answer. The man chuckles.

“I don’t blame the moose for that one- but I assure you, I’m not a stranger. I’m Gabriel, or Gabe if you prefer…” The golden eyed archangel notices how you still don’t trust him. So he decides to change tactics. “Your brothers and Cas sent me. They’re worried about you.” You wipe your runny nose with the back of your hand.

“I miss them and I wanna go home.” You look at Gabriel with watery eyes.

“Hey, it’s okay. I’ll get you home, I promise.”

“Pinkie promise?” You ask holding up your small pinkie. The golden eyed angel smiles as he wraps his pinkie around yours.

“Pinkie promise.”
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-Sam POV-
I turn on Y/N’s favorite Disney movie, praying for a miracle. Another reason why I turn on the movie is to get the song You Are My Sunshine out of my head. I look at the screen and smile to myself. The part that is playing is one of my sister’s all time favorite parts. “I can’t quote your favorite part of (favorite Disney movie) by myself Princess.” I say. The only response I get from Y/N is the beeping of her heart monitor.

Hours go by, different nurses stop by just doing their rounds. Good news is, is that Y/N’s condition is slowly improving, but she’s still in a coma. What I wouldn’t give to hear Y/N’s laugh, or see her beautiful (eye color) eyes right now. I gently squeeze my little sister’s hand. It’s extremely soft- insomuch I nearly miss it, but Y/N just squeezed my hand in return. I fish my phone out of my pocket and call my brother. “What’s happening Sammy?” Dean asks when he picks up.

“Y/N just squeezed my hand.” I reply.

“She squeezed your hand?”

“It was an incredibly soft squeeze, I mean it was so soft in I nearly missed it.”

“A squeeze is a squeeze…hey Sammy I need to go. Mind keeping me posted?”

“Of course. Talk to you later.”

“Later.” With that Dean hangs up. That was one of the quickest conversations that I’ve had with my brother- I’m also confused on what he meant by having to go. He more then likely wanted to get back to fixing his car or he had to use the restroom, it’s one of those two.
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-Your POV-
Gabe has kept his promise on helping you get home, but there hasn’t been any luck on actually getting you back to your brothers. “I’m never getting home.” You sniffle.

“Come on don’t talk like that. It might take a little bit but you’ll get home.” Gabe replies. “We’ll try again later, okay Cookie?” You simply nod in response.

“Why do you keep calling me food?” You randomly ask, you also tilt your head slightly in confusion. Causing Gabe to softly chuckle to himself.

“I’m not exactly calling you food- I’m calling you sugary snacks.” Your friend says as he pops a lollipop in his mouth. “Besides it wouldn’t be fair if I left you out of the mix- I call your brothers all sorts of nicknames.” You let out a small giggle in response. Your friend then offers you a lollipop and this time you accept the candy mainly because you know Gabriel would never hurt you. He’s almost as protective of you as your brothers and Cas.

After awhile Gabe asks if you’re ready to try again to get you home. Surprisingly you shake your head. “Thought you wanted to go home though.” Gabe comments right when you yawn and rub your eyes. “Oh…” you fall asleep against him. Gabe doesn’t let you sleep long though, and he gave you no explanation why he didn’t want you to sleep at the moment.
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-Sam POV-
Normally Dean and I switch off with who stays with Y/N at the hospital- but I haven’t seen my brother since this morning. So I have a feeling that’s not going to be happening tonight. Cas pops by with an angel I thought was dead. “I thought you were dead Gabe.” I comment.

“That wasn’t really my thing.” The archangel replies as he places two fingers on my little sister’s forehead using his grace to heal her. He mutters a few things under his breath. When he removes his fingers he smiles. “She’ll be okay and waking up soon.”

“Thank you Gabe.”

“You’re welcome- besides I like Y/N.” With that the archangel pops off. Leaving me to wonder about what he meant by that.
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-no one POV-
When you open your eyes, Sam doesn’t hesitate to call a nurse. About half an hour later you’re moved from ICU to a regular hospital room. “Sammy where’s De?” Little Y/N asks her (eye color) eyes have a bit of worry and fear in them.

“Want to talk to him?” Sam replies pulling out his phone. You nod as Sam dials his brother’s number.

“Hey Sammy, any changes?” Dean asks when he answers the phone.

“Yeah, Buggy’s going to be okay.” Sam answers looking at you, you smile a little bit in reply. “Also someone wants to talk to you.”

“Oh really who?”

“If I told you it would ruin the surprise.” Sam says before passing you the phone “Say hello.” Your brother gently encourages.
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-Dean POV-
I start to think that Sam hung up on me… but suddenly there I hear a voice on the other line that I haven’t heard in weeks. “Hello?” The person on the other end is my baby sister.

“Hey Baby bug.” I answer standing up and walking away from baby. I’m also trying not to cry at the moment.

“De!” She happily squeaks. I chuckle to myself.

“Whatcha doing kiddo?”

“Sammy put in a movie for me.”

“Did he now, what one is it?”

“(Favorite Disney movie.)” A smile forms on my face.

“Did I miss your favorite part?”

“Uh-huh.”

“That’s okay… hey Buggy could you do me a favor, and give the phone back to Sammy?”

“Otay… love you De.”

“Love you too (Nickname).”
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-No one’s POV-
Once Y/N is released from the hospital she gets all sorts of confused when she doesn’t see the impala. “That not De’s car.” You say.

“Don’t remind me.” Dean replies, as he climbs into the driver’s seat leaving Sam to help you with your car seat. Before San can sit in the passenger seat you give him the puppy dog eyes asking him to sit in the back with you. You would’ve done it to Dean but he was in the driver’s seat before you could even ask him.

“Not today squirt… besides, you’ve got Cas to keep you company.” Sam says when he’s done buckling you in and when he sees the trenchcoat wearing angel sitting next to you.

On the way back to the bunker you fall asleep against Cas- car rides always puts you to sleep. The angel becomes confused on why he is suddenly being used as a pillow. “Is this normal?” Cas asks gesturing towards you.

“Nine times out of ten yes- but mind keeping an eye on her? Rather not take her back to the hospital because she fell back into a coma.” Sam answers.

“She’s just asleep.” Cas replies as he removes his fingers from your forehead. “She’ll be fine.”

For the first few weeks of you being back home at the bunker, your brothers take turns of keeping an eye on you throughout the night- just to be sure you don’t fall back into a coma.
You’ve given both of your brothers a fair share of heart attacks- mainly because when you get nightmares you always go to one of your brother’s rooms… and you never really go to the brother who is keeping an eye on you that night.
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It’s Dean’s turn to keep an eye on you- and the hinges on his door softly squeak open waking him up slightly. He tiredly reaches for the gun under his pillow before turning to see who opened the door- it’s just you and your stuffed animal friend. “Why are you still awake kiddo?” Dean asks with a yawn.

“Scary dream.” You reply softly, you then say you stayed with Sam the last time you had a nightmare. Dean disguises a chuckle as a yawn, before making room for you. You then crawl under the covers and snuggle next to your brother absorbing his warmth.

“Night munchkin.” Dean says as he kisses the crown of your head- yeah you’re going to be just fine. Baby on the other hand isn’t going to be roadworthy any time soon… much to Dean’s annoyance. Even though he’ll never admit it, he would rather have his baby destroyed, but his family is alive; than the the other way around… a car can always be rebuilt; however the pain of losing someone that you love is like a wound that never wants to close… a wound that always finds away how to open after one is positive that it’s healed.

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Smoke. [Bucky x reader]

Request: Hey! Absolutely love you and was wondering if I could get a request based of these prompts? “She’s got tangled hair and cigarettes” “I like the look of your face when you’re yapping on about him” “I don’t wanna be your friend I wanna kiss your neck” “When I see your pyjamas I can’t stop smiling at you” Bucky X reader if you don’t mind xx

Warnings: slight angst, drinking, drunk reader, smoking (duh), one or two swear words.

A/N: my first dedication goes out to the beautiful @minervaem without whom I would not own thousandsof goats 
Also to @buckyywiththegoodhair because Nicole is a sweetheart and offers some of the best advice, and @just-some-drabbles for putting up with me and just reassuring my lame self generally 
Thank you to the all three of you for generally being awesome ahhhh i don’t know how to talk or dedicate stuff to people help

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He often found solace in the wisps of smoke floating to the ceiling. The fashion in which it danced gracefully through the air, weaving its way down your lungs as you drew in a deep breath, inhaling greedily in the temporary high it gave you.

His eyes observed the rough tangles of your hair that carelessly cascaded down your curved back. Your fingers enclosed around a cigarette, eyes closed gently while the city continued on in the merciless manner it always did.

Your conversations were something he’d like to equate to smoke as well. It gave him peace in the restlessness, adrenaline in the pure form of adoration.

As your fingers outstretched to slowly offer him the small half burnt roll of tobacco, he made sure to notice how your mouth emerged in an imperfect circle, the exhaust falling over your lips like the remains of what used to be a powerful waterfall, now reduced to the calm flow of water from the edge of a cliff.

“Fuck him,” your voice declared sturdily, artificial tranquility seeping through your words. 

Bucky chuckled deeply, raising the cigar to his mouth, trying to push away the aching sense of happiness he achieves with those few words.

“You’re laughing now, but I’ll eventually find someone who’s good to me,” you objected, a smile taking over your face. “And you won’t be laughing then.”

Bucky elected that appropriate moment to hastily take a wind of smoke, delaying the time for his reaction.

The twinkling lights of the offices which had just been illuminated glimmered in both your irises, occasionally being disrupted by the blinking of your eyelids as the breeze blew over your heads in a flurry. 

The soft blaring noises of the cars brought him happiness as they drove, full of life, through the busy streets of New York, distracting him from the harsh real life he found himself living. He let the sounds of other people’s lives calm him down, keep him grounded. 

“God, he’s such a loser.” You snapped him out of the daze he so often found himself in when he was in the familiar setting.

He tilted his head to look at you, eyes trained on the bottle which had made its way to your hands. The second bottle shared between you two this evening.

You took a swig of the liquid, each drop assisting in forgetting everything, forgetting him.

He who was not the first of many, who had so recklessly played with everything you were sure of, everything you stood for and tore you down.

“He truly is.” Bucky nodded along with you, wanting nothing more than to clasp your hands in his and pull you through the heartbreak you so desperately tried to mask.

“But he’s a funny guy. He makes me laugh, and he doesn’t listen to me that often, but when he does, he understands. He took me to one small part of Central Park once. That was nice.” You had a smile on your face and Bucky couldn’t bring himself to hate that fellow for that particular reason. Because in the end, he did make you happy, even if it was for the shortest of time. 

“I like the look on your face when you’re yapping on about him,“ he admitted to himself but kept from you, seeing a small twinkle in your eyes which he was sure was only for the moment.

You were intoxicated, and intoxicating both. He found himself wanting to have more of you to himself, to get drunk off of the feeling of your skin contrasting his, your fingers intwined with his, but was too late in realising it.

“To be honest, he’s kind of a jerk. And he’s not a nice person. He’s trouble for me, but he still gives me a thrill, I think. I guess I like the thrill, not the relationship,” you said thoughtfully- drunk, but thoughtfully-, evoking a sense of admiration in Bucky.

“But I still love him, you know?” You sighed, gulping another bit of the magical substance which to you, seemed to drive away negative thoughts from your mind. “Which is stupid, because he doesn’t deserve me. He probably deserves a nice punch in the nose for cheating on me, but not me. He doesn’t deserve-”

Your voice cracked, sending thuds of agony to Bucky as he shifted closer to you almost automatically, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, hoping that the sad look in your eyes as you looked to the horizon would disappear.

“Don’t allow him to make you question yourself. You are worth so much more than him,” he said, almost commanded, watching as the bottle made its way to your mouth again. But he just let you do it. “If he can’t see the kindness in your heart that makes me- us love you, or the excitement in your eyes when you see something you love, then he isn’t worth keeping around.”

Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked down at your folded knees, trying to process what he said.

It was silent, and he could almost feel the gears turning in your brain, the very same that induced the thoughts that you had or the ideas you spoke of.

“You said ‘me’.” Your voice was confused, accusatory.

“What?” Bucky asked, lost.

“You said ‘me’, but changed it to ‘us’. You said you love me, but then you changed it.” If you weren’t drunk off your ass, maybe you would have kept it to yourself. It wasn’t the first time Bucky was so careless with his words.

“You caught me.” He shrugged, earlier upset but now thanking the fact that this would have slipped your mind by the next morning.

“You love me?” you asked almost innocently.

“Of course I do. I’ve told you before.”

“I don’t remember,” you murmured, shifting to look at him.

His serene eyes told you nothing that you wanted to know, showing you none of the pain swimming underneath in his mind.

“You won’t remember this either.” He sighed, and you did the same, making him quirk an eyebrow at you and smile.

“Why don’t you ever say it to me then? I always thought you saw me as a friend.” He turned away from you again, looking back at the setting sun. He’s had this conversation too many times for him to want to repeat the same answer.

“I don’t wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your neck,” he sang softly instead, quoting the song he had been listening to on repeat for a week, his gaze focusing on the skyline. 

“Your lips pressed to my neck. I’m falling for your eyes, but they don’t know me yet.” You half-sang, half-giggled, seemingly forgetting about whatever had just been said, instead focusing on a different song.

His fingers tightened ceremoniously around your shoulders in an attempt to make sure you wouldn’t slip and fall off the edge where you both had resided. 

“Can I say something to you?” you asked, pausing momentarily to look at him.

He gave a small hum as an answer, and you took it as a yes, leaning in to whisper into his ears.

A slight chill ran down his spine as your lips ghosted over his earlobe, making him gulp nervously and force a straight face. If this was going anywhere where he wished it would go, he would have no clue how to react.

“You know,” you began sultrily, not helping his state, “when I see your pyjamas I can’t stop smiling at you. I like you in them.

Bucky stared blankly ahead, taking a moment to register what exactly you had just said. 

“Okay, come on sweetheart. I think that’s enough for today.” He spun around, trying his best to keep his voice from cracking, to hop off the ledge whilst ignoring your cries of protest.

His rough hands held yours securely as he helped you down, throwing your one arm around him to help you stagger along.

“Bucky just because I kind of love him doesn’t mean that I love him more than you,” you whispered, sighing soon after.

All he could do was smile sadly as you continued walking, the sun have gone down already, trailing with it all the words he could have confessed and feelings he could have acted upon.

In the end, all your conversations and gestures would be washed away in the morning along with the liquor because as he said, your conversations were like smoke.

And smoke was only vivacious for a brief period before it dissipated into the atmosphere, leaving no trace of even being there.



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Hurt Me, Cure Me

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Dean and the Reader have a toxic relationship but they can’t seem to get enough of each other.

Word Count: 1.5kish

Warnings: Angst, Smut, Pinch of Fluff

Author’s Note: Heyy guys! This is my entry for @paigeinastory‘s “Country Song/Sentence Prompt Challenge”. I got the song “Playing with Fire” by Thomas Rhett ft Jordin Sparks. I also got the quote “The pain burns yet we always come back for more.” I hope you guys like this one!!! *hides face* also, special thanks to my boo @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester for making the aesthetic for my fic!!



Hurt Me, Cure Me

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jshtmblr  asked:

can u do a prompt where the world is indefinitely going to end so bellamy and clarke decide to just live, and there is a dance and bellamy asks clarke if she wants to dance when there's a slow song? thanks!

I tweaked this a little bit and combined it with this request from another anon:

“I wish I had done everything on earth with you” It’s from the great gatsby movie but any context of that quote combined with your writing would be heaven.

Also idk what’s gonna happen in 411 so let’s just pretend they all decide to go get Raven for #reasons, okay? Okay cool.



Clarke paced around Becca’s kitchen, wondering if it would survive the death wave.  Music played quietly in the background and she trailed her fingers across the countertop, wishing she’d had time to use it.  She’d like to learn how to cook but there wasn’t time for that anymore.

Everyone else was back in the lab, a flurry of activity, but Clarke had ducked out.  No one wanted her down there and she wondered if maybe it would be better if she just left.  Slip out the door now, while they weren’t looking.  Bellamy had a plan to get them all back in the bunker before the wave arrived but rest of them would all be welcomed with open arms— her presence made it a risk.

She had to go, but for now, she gave herself a few minutes to appreciate the luxury of Becca’s home.  Footsteps made her look up to find Bellamy watching her carefully.  “How’s it going down there?” she asked.

“Almost ready to leave,” he said.  “You okay?”

Clarke looked at him, his jaw tense but his eyes concerned.  Even after what she’d done with the bunker he still worried about her.  “Dance with me,” she said, and he cocked his head to the side.  “I know it’s not your thing, but…just in case we don’t make it back.  Dance with me.”

“Clarke…”

“Just one song,” she requested, but her heart was pleading.  If this was their goodbye she needed it to be good.  One last moment she could cling to while she burned.  “One song and we can go back to the lab to finish packing.”

Bellamy swallowed and held out his hand.  She took it and let him draw her close, his other hand coming to rest on her lower back.  His jacket smelled like smoke and motor oil and cordite, but underneath that he just smelled like Bellamy.  It was a good scent; comforting.  Clarke breathed him in and they started swaying.  Her arm wrapped around his shoulders and she nuzzled her face into his neck.  Tears welled in her eyes but she wouldn’t let them fall— not now.  If she cried he’d know and she couldn’t risk that.  “We’ll make it back,” he said, his chest rumbling under her ear.

“What if it’s the end?” she whispered.  Her fears were threatening to overtake her and she couldn’t help it, she needed him to make her feel better one last time.  It was horrific and selfish but she hoped that some day he’d look back on this moment kindly.

Bellamy stayed silent and she knew he was choosing his words carefully.  “Then at least we got to dance.”

But it wasn’t enough.  Nothing would be.  “What would you have done?  If we had time, I mean,” she asked because Clarke was greedy.  She wanted to store up these precious moments so that when the end came she could tell herself she knew him as best she could, that she understood him even if she’d hurt him.

“Swimming,” he said with a chuckle.  “I never learned to swim and I don’t think there’s a pool in Cadogan’s bunker.”  A smile flickered across her own face.  “You?”

Anything and everything, as long as it was with you, she thought. I would have done everything on earth if it was with you.  “Learn to cook,” she said, and felt him smile against her temple.

“We can probably manage that in the bunker,” he pointed out, and Clarke’s throat threatened to close.  He was planning for the future and she was planning for the end, but if she told him so it would break him.

“True,” she lied.  

The song ended and Bellamy stepped out of her arms.  “I’ll meet you back at the lab?” he asked, and Clarke nodded.

“Yeah, just give me a minute,” she said, and Bellamy walked to the doors without a backwards glance.

She watched him hungrily and hoped that when he realized what she’d done he’d see the dance for what it was.

Goodbye.

Week 2!  Here are the fics that I either got caught up on or was tagged in this week.  Again, they are in alphabetical ordrer.  Thank you again to all of the wonderful writers to who continue to gift us with their talents week after week! I hope you all enjoy! 😊💞💞💞💞💞

Fics that are NSFW are marked.

@4theluvofall - Massage Therapy - Bucky harbours a crush on you and asks you to help him with an assignment. Things don’t turn out as planned. Bucky x Reader NSFW

@abovethesmokestacks - I’ll Do it All Again, Part 2 - I don’t even know what to say. It’s another drabble series. And I have screamed my way through writing it, because writing Stucky intimidates the fuck out of me. General inspiration and chapter titles from Fall Out Boy’s “The Kids Aren’t Alright”. This series will have six parts all in all, they’re all written out and I’ll post one part per day. Bucky x Steve (Stucky)

@after-avenging-hoursHeart Skip [8] - This is a spin off series to the Bucky Heartbeat series.  It’s based on the soulmate AU prompt where two soulmates share a heartbeat. Steve x Reader

@avengerofyourheart - Top of the World - You take the reins at planning your own special day, to which Tony protests at times. Adding a few surprises and spending it with the man you love, it’s exactly what you had hoped for.  Tony x Reader

@avengerofyourheartYou are My Heaven: Epilogue -  Falling for a good man, who happened to be her training partner, was unavoidable. How much time and distance does it take to heal a broken heart? (Mentions events from CACW, including a direct quote) Steve x Reader

@bovariaBy Way of Spontaneity (Part 1) , Part 2, Part 3 -  On a whim, Bucky declares you to be his girlfriend to his grandma and mother. They’re eager to meet you and he asks you to pretend to be with him for just one dinner with his family. But is that really all? Bucky x Reader

@brighterlights - Bad Behavior - A/N: Still writing a drabble for every song on Lovely Little Lonely because I’m still not over how perfect it is…and I may or may not be avoiding my coursework. Anyhow, this drabble is based on the song ‘Bad Behavior’ by The Maine. Enjoy :) Bucky x Reader

@brighterlights - #DateMeBuckyBarnes Part 7 - When Hollywood’s heartthrob Bucky Barnes breaks up with his girlfriend, you jokingly tag him in a selfie on Instagram to express your desire to date him. What you don’t expect is a response from the man himself [Modern AU]. Bucky x Reader

@brighterlights - Little - Okay, this second part of the ‘Do You Remember’ miniseries and it’s based on the song ‘Little’ by The Maine. I have no idea if these are the “official” lyrics to the song, though. Bucky x Reader

@brighterlightsLonely - Continuing the Lovely Little Lonely drabble collection, this mini-story is based on the song ‘Lonely’ by The Maine. Bucky x Reader

@buckyywiththegoodhair - A Lesson in Love (Confessions) - (College!AU) In which you’re assigned to write a story about romance, a subject you know nothing about, and Bucky, a hopeless romantic, offers you his assistance. Bucky x Reader

@buckyywiththegoodhairBetter Than Medicine (ALiL Deleted Scene) - (College!AU) In which you have to figure out what to do when Bucky falls asleep on you and you’re hungry. Bucky x Reader

@buckyywiththegoodhair - The Better Rogers - In which a football game with all of the Avengers helps you determine who’s the better Rogers. Steve x Reader

@canumoveyourseatup-no - Hardcore Parkour - It’s been an unusually mundane week at the Avengers Tower, so Bucky comes up with an idea.  Bucky x Reader

@cnoppswrites​“Excuse Me” - Summary: Soulmate!AU where first words are tattooed on wrist- Y/N hates the words on her wrist knowing that she may never meet her true soulmate. If fate didn’t want to give her a perfect, neat, assured happy ending, then she would be sure to raise a little hell on her way there.  Preserum!Steve x Reader

@dabblinginmarvel - Aura - Could I request a Clint Barton x reader piece where the reader is an Avenger but blind with superhuman senses (similar to Daredevil) but has the ability to “see” people through the emotion color spectrum and has a sort of rivalry with Clint for years since day one. Clint’s teasing has turned more into teasing flirting recently and he gets jealous seeing how close she’s getting with Bucky and when he tries to play his jealousy off she calls him out on it reminding him she can “see” it. Clint x Reader

@dabblinginmarvel - Haunted - For the song fic request! Evanescence - Haunted for Bucky, please? - Bucky Imagine

@girl-next-door-writes - Perfect - After a string of less than perfect dates maybe your Mr Right has been in front of you all the time. Clint x Reader

@girl-next-door-writesYou’re Happier Aren’t You? -  Steve Rogers is in love, actually when he really thinks about it he has been for some time but when you’re Captain America what is the best way to protect the person who means the most to you? Steve x Reader

@hellomissmabel - Little Monster Part 3 -  You and Clint meet up to discuss tactics. Pietro reveals something to Bucky and infuriaties him. Steve x Reader NSFW

@imaginingbucky - Something There - based on the song from Beauty and the Beast.  Bucky x Reader

@imaginingbucky - Untitled – You and Sam take a much needed getaway alone on a beautiful island.  Sam x Reader

@knittingknerdyPushing All my Buttons - You and Steve know all the right and wrong buttons to push.  Steve x Reader

@mrshopkirk - The Vows - the plain and simple vows from a lover because love doesn’t need to be complicated all the time.  Bucky x Steve (Stucky)

@softcorehipposChamber of Secrets - Part 22 -  After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state. Bucky x Reader 

@tatortot2701 - The Nanny Part 5 - So look at me, putting out another filler. But I wanted to give you guys a new chapter and I think this was needed. Don’t worry, this fic will pick up its pace. Love you guys and thank you for being so patient. Bucky x Reader

@themcuhasruinedmeMore Than That (Pt. 1), Pt. 2 -  Who knew your boyfriend knew Tony Stark in college. At a college alumni party, you meet the Avengers and they immediately take a liking to you, treating you like a “sister-like” figure. Except for one super soldier who likes you “more than that”. When your relationship starts to fall apart, you confide in Steve about it who’s willing to do anything to be more than friends with you. Steve x Reader

@whyisbuckyso - Smoke - Request: Hey! Absolutely love you and was wondering if I could get a request based of these prompts? “She’s got tangled hair and cigarettes” “I like the look of your face when you’re yapping on about him” “I don’t wanna be your friend I wanna kiss your neck” “When I see your pyjamas I can’t stop smiling at you” Bucky X reader if you don’t mind xx Bucky x Reader

@you-and-bucky - My Father  - Hey, a mostly fluffy fic, isn’t that exciting? I know that it is a little odd to share a New Year fic in April, but I was going to share it before, and then life just got in the way. But, I didn’t want to wait until the end of the year for this, as it kind of sets up for some of the really emotional stuff I have planned. Bucky x Reader, Tony x Reader

@you-and-bucky - Since I Met You - And now you find out exactly why I wanted to post My Father before posting this one. I think the juxtaposition is wonderful. Mwahahaha. Anyway, Tony is going to come across a bit differently in this one, and there is going to be a lot of pain for the Reader. But remember that they are all just doing what they think is the right thing to do.
As always, once the Reader calms down, she will see clearer. But for now, please enjoy, and if you have any feedback, please let me know : )
Oh yes, and I do not have much experience with legal documents, so please keep that in mind as you read! Fitting in extra characters here was a tad tricky, so hopefully that makes sense too… Bucky x Reader, Tony x Reader

You Should Know Better Pt.7

(Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four) (Part Five) (Part Six) (Par Seven) (Part Eight) (Part Nine) (Part Ten) (Part Eleven)

Summary: Literally, just…just…just read it. 
Warnings: Fuck me up cause there’s hot smut in this.   
POV: I finally decided to use Joe’s POV this time around and I’ll continue with his POV most likely
Characters: Joe Merriweather, Natalie
Word Count: 4700ish
Author’s Note: *THROWS THIS WONDERFUL TRASH AT YOU* IT FINALLY FUCKING HAPPENED. SO, YOU ARE ALL FUCKING WELCOME AND YOU BETTER FUCKING ENJOY IT. I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY IT BECAUSE I KNOW I DID. Someone needs to count all of the sexual references in this sucker. 
Quote: “Hey, Merriweather, get your ass back to the station. That arrestee you gave me is acting up and since you’re the original arresting officer, you need to deal with this mess.” 

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Imagine Chris discovering just how much you love him. (Part B)

A/N: Part 2B, yo! I know I left you with a bit of a cliffhanger, but here it is; the notebook. 💕 (I’ve decided to make this my regular time to post now, just to catch the time zones.) You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’, ‘Little Ways Away’, and ‘She Said Yes’ - Masterlist; ‘Miss Graduate’: Part 1/Part 2A)

Chris Evans, if you are reading this then I somehow managed to get this notebook to you on my graduation day. I don’t know if you’ll read the whole thing, or if you’ll read this first page and throw it away thinking I’m absolutely insane. I don’t know because as much as I’d like to think I know you, I don’t and I don’t know if I’ll ever be lucky enough to. So let me just give you a quick rundown on what’s in this notebook, or what I’m planning to write in it.

Chris could hear your voice when he read your words; he could always hear your voice, and it always made him smile. He couldn’t believe that you’d think he’d throw away the notebook after reading just the first page. Whether or not he knew who you were- he would’ve let his curiosity take hold of him and read the whole thing from cover to cover. After that, he’d find you because if he fell for you through your mini series- he would’ve fallen for you through your innermost thoughts and feelings. He stopped thinking and continued reading, letting your voice speak to him again.

I guess I should introduce myself first to make this a little less weird. My name is Y/N Y/L/N and I’m- well, I’ll be twenty-two when you read this, but I am currently nineteen. As I’m writing this, I’ve got my acceptance letter into UCLA in front of me; I’ll be starting my first semester in January and I’m both terrified and excited to start this part of my life. The reason I’m telling you all this is because you are the reason I applied for UCLA in the first place. Without you, I would still be stuck in my comfort zone a million miles away from where I want to be. Without you, I wouldn’t have done what scared me. Without you, I wouldn’t be one step closer to fulfilling my dream of being a screenwriter. Whether or not you choose to read this whole thing, I want you to know how grateful I am towards you. I need you know how thankful I am for helping me move along in life. I promise that my first Oscar will be dedicated to you and everything you didn’t know you’ve done for me.

Chris rested the notebook page down on his lap and he ran a hand over his mouth as he fought the urge to tear up. Every time you thanked him for helping you get to and through UCLA, he got teary eyed because you were always so genuine with your gratefulness and appreciation. Now he accepted the thanks that helped you get through UCLA because he was there for you; he was your friend, then boyfriend, then fiancé while you were studying. But he didn’t even know you when you applied and got accepted, you could thank him all you want but he’d never claim the credit for helping you. He didn’t understand how- no matter how much you tried to explain it to him, he still believed he was just one of the pieces. Like with or without him, you would’ve eventually done something with your talent and gone to UCLA anyway. Every time he said that, you had to fight the urge to show him the notebook. You needed him to know everything so he’d stop brushing you off and crediting you for something that wouldn’t have happened without him.

He picked the notebook back up and continued to read.

Let’s see, the journey starts with my gap year. I took a gap year after I graduated from high school, unlike most of my class and school mates who knew exactly what they wanted to do and where they wanted to go. I had no clue, and when people asked me what I wanted to do- I found myself lying. I told everyone what they wanted and expected from me, but it made me feel like a fraud. I tried to find myself- to find a path I wanted to walk, but I always came up empty. As a kid when I found myself feeling lost or alone, I turned to writing because when I wrote- I could be whoever and do whatever I wanted. I could hide behind my words, drift off into a place far from everyone else- far from myself. I didn’t have to think or pretend because nothing bad happened in my stories, it was always perfect. Writing was an escape for me, it was my safe haven. And that, Chris, was where you came into play.

He loved the story of how you started writing about him, as did Sebastian and Ava. Why? Because you only started writing about him because you were writing about Sebastian and wanted to have a little bit of a love triangle happening. It was incredibly amusing and it was something he- and everyone loved teasing you about. But of course, the reason behind why you stopped writing about Sebastian and started writing about Chris and only Chris as your main love interest- that was too sweet to let even the hilarity of how you started ruin it. You said, and he could easily quote it because it was one of his favorite things ever, “the more I wrote about you, the less I wrote about Sebastian and the harder I fell for someone I didn’t know. You were perfect, Chris Evans. To me, for me- I couldn’t write about anyone else anymore.”

The notebook thoroughly explained everything, it said it all; how great an inspiration he was to you, how talented you thought he was, how much you’d love to work with him one day, and how much you truly loved him- but that came near the end after you started dating him. It was basically a journal, but instead of talking to yourself- you spoke to him. It became less formal and more casual as your relationship with him progressed, it became moments he missed that you wanted him to have and anecdotes of how you knew he was the one for you.

A personal favorite- of his and yours- a moment that secure feelings on both sides, that promised a possible lifetime together actually happened before the two of you dated. The day you skipped class and spent it with him, at Burbank and the Dolby Theater. It could’ve been considered a first date, except you went as friends, but it was still one of the most memorable days you’ve had together. It said so in your notebook, and even told him that was the moment you knew you’d fallen for him. Like actually fell- not as a fan, but as a girl who wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of her life with a boy.

I just returned home after spending the day with you in Burbank and at the Dolby Theater, Chris, and I’m going to write everything that happened down now. I’m not doing this because I’m afraid we’ll forget it, I’m doing this because I want you to know exactly when I fell for you; today. Not you as in actor, Chris Evans. I meant you as in Chris Evans, the guy I always believed you were. The more time I spend with you, the more I realize how accurate I was about everything. You are as kind, as thoughtful, as sweet, and definitely as romantic as Fan fic Chris. I don’t know if we’ll ever be something more than just friends, but this is a feeling I want to share with you. I love you. I am in-love with you. To me- you are the one, and- Have you heard that song ‘One and Only’ by the Adele? Well, when I listen to that- I think of us, and more importantly how I feel about you. Now I know you’re not completely oblivious to my affections; you are a smart man, and you’ve read my mini-series. But until you tell me otherwise, I won’t be acting on anything. I can’t lose you as a friend, and I’d rather have you in my life than not have you at all.

Chris felt this eyes narrow slightly, 'One and Only’ by Adele. Had he heard it before? He didn’t know if he should continue reading, or listen to the song before he did. He was curious about both. He decided to continue reading first, he was already nearing the end. The last few entries detailed: the day after you got together, the trip to Boston, the rough patch, the proposal, the long weekend, and even the dinner you two had with Sebastian and Ava. He smiled when he read about the play fight you had out on the grass under the stars. He was glad you loved that moment as much as he did, that you thought it was worthy of being mentioned.

When all was read, he closed the notebook and hugged it to his chest. He was definitely going to keep this in a safe, safe place where no one but him could get to. He felt closer to you, and he fell deeper in-love with you. He didn’t have a doubt before about marrying you, but this somehow made him even more sure about the future he had with you. Neither of you were going anywhere, this was going to work out until you were both old and gray. He was sure of it, as were those who’d seen the two of you together.

Chris carried the notebook with him as he made his way over to your clutch where your phone was. He pulled it out and searched for the song, 'One and Only’ by Adele. He found it, grabbed his earphones, then walked to sit back down in his original spot on the couch. He closed his eyes and allowed the music to engulf his thoughts and feelings.

You’ve been on my mind
I grow fonder every day,
Lose myself in time
Just thinking of your face
God only knows
Why it’s taken me so long
To let my doubts go
You’re the only one that I want

I don’t know why I’m scared, I’ve been here before
Every feeling, every word, I’ve imagined it all,
You never know if you never try
To forgive your past and simply be mine

I dare you to let me be your, your one and only
Promise I’m worthy to hold in your arms
So come on and give me the chance
To prove that I’m the one who can
Walk that mile until the end starts

If I’ve been on your mind
You hang on every word I say
Lose yourself in time at the mention of my name
Will I ever know how it feels to hold you close?
And have you tell me whichever road I choose you’ll go

I don’t know why I’m scared 'cause I’ve been h-

Chris pulled out his earphones before the song could finish, and boy were his tears rolling. If that was the song you thought about when you thought of him, he was overjoyed to have done what the song asked. He couldn’t imagine what his life would be like if he hadn’t, he wouldn’t be as happy and felt as loved as he did when he was with you. He understood it now, understood how much you truly loved him and why you always thanked him for finding his way into your life. He placed both notebook and your phone down on the coffee table then headed upstairs because he needed to see you and reciprocate the great love you carried for him.

He wiped his tears as he opened his bedroom door, soon to be yours too. He stood in the doorway and watched you sleep with the help of the soft lights in the hallway. God, did he love you with everything he had. He was ready and wanting to start the life you’d both talked about extensively. He quietly padded across the room, shushing Dodger who whined as Chris gently pushed him off you. He leaned over you and gently tucked his arms under your body, lifting you off the mattress to press you against him for a warm hug. You stirred in his arms and he gently drew his head back to smile at you before kissing your forehead.

“What are you doing?” You groaned, tired and drunk. “Chris, stop,” you whined and pushed your palms against his chest; he chuckled softly and released you from his arms. “What are you doing?” You quizzed again, blinking at the light peeking in through the ajar door.

“Nothing,” he shook his head. You felt your head pound as you turned, burying your face into your pillow. He remained hovering over you then sat down beside your hip, running his hand soothingly up and down your back. “I just love you.”

“Love me in the morning,” you mumbled into the pillow then fell right back to sleep.

“No,” he whispered with a smile, readjusting your hair so it wouldn’t tangle with your necklace. “I think I’m okay sticking to my original plan to love you every second of every moment of the rest of my life.” He leaned over and kissed the back of your head, smiling when he remembered the last paragraph he read in your notebook.

Honestly, Chris. If I don’t become a success in Hollywood; if all I’m known for is being your wife and the mother of your children; if that is all I can achieve in this lifetime, and any lifetimes after, I’d be perfectly contented and at peace with myself. Why, you ask? Because, my love, that is the greatest accomplishment one can achieve: to love unconditionally and earn that in return. So don’t fret if I don’t complete my goal of becoming a screenwriter because you are all I need now.

“The feeling is mutual, Y/N.”

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Part 2C

anonymous asked:

38!!!! 💙💙💙

38) things you said while holding my hand

i keep thinking about the series of events that led to isak touching even’s cheek so lovingly in the trailer in front of that many people. i’m imagining them walking to the party together, bumping shoulders, giggling along the way. isak had been staying over at even’s more and more because noora misses her room, and isak isn’t an asshole. besides, she went through a lot of shit with william, and he feels a little guilty having even over sometimes, especially on the days when they can’t keep their hands off each other. which is every day, to be honest. he’ll never tell her that he’s purposely been staying over at even’s so she can have a room at least some of the time, but he cares, in his own quiet way. 

isak and even had pregamed on their own, even though jonas had offered up his place. they’d both been so busy that week that when they did spend time together, they just ended up collapsing and not much else. falling asleep with their arms around each other is enough most days, but neither of them are willing to pass up the chance to get a little buzzed together in even’s bedroom. even tells him about the loneliness that used to weigh him down here, pressed at him until he forgot to breathe.

“it’s different, with you here. it doesn’t feel so empty anymore,” even says. isak understands. when his own bedroom is filled with even’s laughter, it’s all too easy to forget the lost boy he used to be. 

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Prompt: Clarke searching on craigslist for a husband and finds Bellamy


Special thanks to @ponyregrets and @reblogginhood for coming through with some details.  Also on ao3.


MARRY MY BEST FRIEND HE’S GREAT!!!  Clarke set down her beer and snorted.  A friday night spent with a six pack and Best of Craigslist wasn’t exactly living her best life, but it was all she felt like doing after the week she’d had at the hospital.  She clicked the link and moved her laptop to balance more comfortably on her knees.

MY BEST FRIEND IS AWESOME AND DESERVES TO BE MARRIED!!  

He’s crazy smart and kind of a grump but that’s only because he loves his friends and we’re a bunch of idiots.  He’s pan and really hot, but he’d kill me if I posted a picture of his face so here’s a picture of his chest instead:

Clarke tipped her head to the side and considered the proffered torso while she took a long swig of beer.  He was wearing a grey Arkadia University t-shirt that looked soft and worn, and he did have nice, broad shoulders that stretched the shirt pleasantly.  It looked like he had one arm around someone— a male someone— and the other one held a bottle of the same beer she was drinking.  

She scrolled on.

I’m getting married to my fiance soon and I figured we should just make it a double wedding because he deserves to be as happy as we are and he hasn’t had a boyfriend or girlfriend in too long.  All you gotta do is show up and marry my best friend!!!

You:

Guy, gal, or nonbinary pal

Patience with long, rambling historical anecdotes

Sense of humor because you’re really underestimating how many long, rambling historical anecdotes you’re gonna hear

I cannot emphasize enough how many long, rambling historical anecdotes he has

He hates going out so either you should be a shut-in too or maybe you should be the sort of person who can get him out of the house (I think the first one but my fiance says the second one is best idk use your best judgment there)

Burning hatred of the patriarchy

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