featuring the second son, the Yurio x Yuuri kid, Shura <3
(younger fraternal twin, conceived when Yuuri is 27 and Yurio is 19)
The other near-identical twin, he is almost always glued to Yasha’s
side. It’s partly out of competitiveness, but mostly because they both
just want to do everything together. Despite their similar appearances,
he’s the polar opposite of his brother in many ways. He chooses not to
appear friendly to outsiders, but is also completely incapable of hiding
his emotions and is very much an open book. He’s openly hostile and
fiercely jealous of anyone who tries to take away his siblings’
attention, but is extremely affectionate to those he loves.
another version bc you know i like experimenting things
also if you want to know the reason behind their card number: ilhoon was born in 10.04; eunkwang is jack of all trades he literally can do anything from singing, rapping, dancing, doing variety shows, being an angel, etc; minhyuk is the group’s ace no one can deny this; 6sj no explanation needed; peniel is the 5th member from the age order; hyunsik aka im-eagle aka the king of the group; lee (in korean can also mean 2) changsub
i also have reasons regarding the symbol i chose but it’ll be an essay so i’ll just stop here lmao
Part 1(It’s not really that necessary to read it to understand what’s going on); Part 2
Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Readerfeat. BTS
Summary: Your parents gave you up so you had no choice but to become his wife.
Genre: Mafia AU
Word count: 1,913
“We’re going to a party.” he said taking your hand and
guiding you downstairs. “No questions for now.”
He took you down the hall through a long corridor, lined with
many doors when you two stopped by one of them. He turned the handle and went
inside, you followed after him. It was a spacious room, similar to the one you
have been staying at for the last month and you realized it’s probably his.
“Here.” he said handing you a white box wrapped with a
You carefully untangled the ribbon and lifted the cover.
“Is this?” you asked taking a midnight blue colored
dress out. It had pretty flower laces on it.
“Do you like it?” he looked at you hopefully.
“It’s beautiful but… But I can’t take it.”
“You have to. I need you to get ready.”
“You still ask me why? You’re my wife, of course I’m taking
you.” he said. “But no more questions for now, I will explain everything to you
when we get there.”
You took the dress and looked around. He seemed to notice your
“You can change here.” he said. “You have got
nothing to hide, I had already seen you half naked.”
Your eyes widened at his statement, you could feel your cheeks
“I’m just teasing you.” he laughed. “You can use
the bathroom.” he said pointing to the door behind him. “Or do you
need any help with that?” he winked.
“No thank you.” you said, quickly rushing past him and
closing the door as soon as you were in. You sighed. It looks like his flirting
will never stop. The bathroom was large and you had a lot of space and
everything needed to get ready. You decided to start with your makeup. It
seemed ages since you had anything on because why bother, you didn’t need
anything staying in the same place for so long. You let your hair down and
slipped the dress on. To your surprise it fitted perfectly, it ended just a
little bit above your knees. How did he know your size? An image of him
measuring you in your sleep crossed your mind but you quickly brushed it off. What
the hell are you thinking? You put the high heels on and went to the doo but
found yourself reluctant to go out.
“Come on, I don’t bite.” you heard Jongdae laugh. You
finally stepped out and saw him staring at you, his mouth agape. You spun
“Like what you see?” it was your time to tease him.
“Do I?” he smirked but you couldn’t deny that he
looked just as stunning. He wore suits all the time but somehow this one looked
extremely good on him, one of the reasons being that you two matched. You eyed
him from the bottom up when you noticed him struggling with his tie.
“Let me.” you said approaching him.
“It’s funny isn’t it? I have been wearing suits for so long
but somehow never get this part right, that’s why I prefer to have none on at
“No worries.” you said fixing it for him. “Now
you have me to do it for you.” you said and then realized what you just
blurted out. Still holding onto his tie, you looked up, your cheeks burning.
You met his gaze and couldn’t help but give him a smile which he returned.
“All done.” you said letting go of him. You two stood
there not saying anything just looking at each other.
“You know I-” he was the first to speak when a knock
on the door interrupted him.
“Boss? Are you ready? The car is here.” a man spoke
from the door.
“Yes, thank you, we will be right out.” he told him
and turned to you, before you had the chance to ask him what he wanted to say,
linking your arm with his. “Let’s go.”
He took you to the main hall where two other men were waiting.
They also had fancy suits on and you could tell just by their appearance that
they weren’t simple henchmen. The younger looking one of the two approached
you. He took your hand and gently pecked it.
“Nice to finally meet you.” you were so surprised by his action
that the only thing that snapped you out of it was Jongdae’s low voice.
“Sehun.” you looked at him and saw that he was staring daggers
at him. You haven’t seen him this angry since the first day you got here.
You’re happy that at least now you’re not the one receiving that death stare.
“Whoa whoa, no need to get so jealous, I was just greeting her.
“I swear, if you ever do something like this-“
“Nice to meet you, I’m Suho.” the other man shaked your hand,
stopping the two before they did something.
You only managed to utter a quiet hello when Jongdae took you
“Those two will also attend the party, so if anything happens
and I’m not around, you should go to them.” he said opening the car’s door for
you and getting into to driver’s seat himself. He turned around to check if the
others got to their cars and started the engine. You haven’t been outside for
so long that going for a ride now felt really strange and it wasn’t before long
that you reached your destination. You were expecting something fancy but
definitely not this. The party was literally being held at a mansion and you
were in awe by all the luxury. Jongdae helped you out and guided you to the
entrance greeting everyone politely as they passed by.
“Now listen to me very carefully.” he told you, handing the
invitation to the porter who opened the door to you two. There were already
hundreds of people inside but he took you to one of the corners near the bar.
“I need you to do me a little task.” he said. “I have some
business to take care of in here and I need you to distract a certain someone
“What? No I can’t.”
“You can do it.” he said squeezing your hands. “And after that
we can enjoy the party.” he was about to go when you stopped him.
“And you’re leaving just like that?” you asked him. “How do I
even know how to find him?”
“No need to worry about that.” he said glancing at the balcony.
“He already noticed you.”
You looked up and saw a man staring at you from above. He raised
his glass and smiled before turning around.
“Take care of this.” Jongdae said putting a silver necklace
around your neck. “It will help me find you, in case you run into any trouble.”
he smiled and kissed your forehead. “See you later.”
You watched his figure disappear in the large crowd of people.
You looked at the little pendant, the nice shade of blue somehow calmed you
down. You decided to go get a drink.
“This one is on me.” somebody said behind you. You turned around
and saw the man from the balcony. He had sweet orange colored hair and his eyes
were deep and it felt like he was staring into your soul.
“Thank you.” you stuttered. You didn’t want to look so nervous
but you couldn’t help it.
“So I see you’re familiar with Chen.”
“Chen?” you wondered but then quickly realized he’s probably
talking about Jongdae, you had no idea he had other identities or rather names.
You thought for a second if you should tell him the truth or lie and decided to
go with the latter if it means stalling him longer.
“Not really, no.” you sipped your drink. “He just offered to buy
me a drink but I didn’t feel like going with him.” you lied.
“I see…” he cooed. “So I should probably feel honoured, as you
accepted mine.” he smirked.
“I guess you should.” you chuckled.
“I’m Jimin by the way.” he finally introduced himself. “Another?”
he asked pointing at your empty glass.”
You two were talking about nothing in particular and maybe it
was his charming looks but you didn’t notice how fast time went by until you
looked at the clock. Two hours had already passed, where is Jongdae?
“May I?” Jimin said taking your hand and guiding you to the
dance floor. He put his hand on your waist and started spinning along to the
slow music. You looked to your side and noticed Suho watching you closely, if
Jongdae finds out about this, you’re sure he will not be pleased.
“I think you’re not being completely honest with me.” Jimin
whispered into your ear. “What other secrets do you have?”
“If you will take me somewhere more private, I might tell
you.” you said, deciding that it would be better if Suho didn’t see your
interactions with him. He took you upstairs to the roof. A lovely view of the
city could be seen from above. Jimin stood near you.
“This better be worth it.” he laughed. “I missed a very
important meeting because of you.” you looked at him, trying to come up with
some kind of story but you were obviously taking too long.
“I caught you red handed, didn’t I?” he asked cornering you
between the massive windows and his body. “It’s not very nice to lie to people
you just met.” he said leaning closer. “Now what can you do to fix your
mistake?” he questioned, his face so close you could feel his breath on your
skin. He stared into your eyes and you could see he was planning something.
“That’s my wife you’re talking to!” Jongdae shouted kicking
the door open. “So you better keep your hands to yourself!”
You were both surprised by his sudden entrance.
“So that’s what it was.” Jimin cooed. “How scary.” he
scoffed still not letting you go.
Jongdae took his gun out and pointed it at him.
“Get your hands off her. Don’t make me repeat it.”
“Do you really want to start a fight here?” he asked as his men
began appearing from the shadows. “This could turn into a war we tried to avoid
for so long.”
“Should I feel intimidated right now?” Jongdae laughed as he
removed the safety lock from his gun and his men also gathered on the roof. It
was a silent stare down as they waited for someone to take the first step.
“I don’t think this is the right place.” Jimin finally said,
releasing you. “Till next time, darling.” he said kissing your hand. Jongdae’s
men parted to let him through.
“Don’t think I will let this slide.” Jimin said as he passed
by him to which he just clenched his teeth. He lowered his gun and came up to
“I thought I told you to distract not to seduce him.” he
spoke, clearly annoyed.
“I’m… I’m sorry.” you muttered. He just sighed and embraced
“You went ahead and got yourself in trouble. Now I will have
to keep an even closer eye on you.” he laughed, his playful attitude coming
back. “BTS is not the one to be messed with but that’s my Jagi.” he said a wide
smile spreading on his face. He turned to his men.
“We are leaving.” he ordered. “This party sucks anyway. I
will show you something better.”
Sad Zach, make out sesh, (mentions of sex ?), also English is still not my native language.
Word count: 2283.
I posted my first imagine a few days ago (about my love, Montgomery, you can read it here) and you guys were just so nice, I
received so many kind comments. I know I said it would be my first and last
imagine, but I decided to continue writing. I hope you all like this one too xx.
Looking up at the clock, Zach sighed.
They had less than fifteen seconds to go, and were ten points behind the other
team. There was no way on earth that they could win this time. He turned his
attention back to the game, watching as Justin ran towards the basket while
dribbling the ball. The crowd cheered as he scored, giving the boys hope to
continue the match. The bleachers were filled with cheering teenagers and some
parents who came to see their sons play. Most of them were from Liberty High,
as they were playing there, but a good third were supporters of the other team.
Liberty High managed to score once more before the horn went off, signalling
the end of the game. But it wasn’t enough.
Zach groaned, crouching down and
letting his head fall into his open hands. Someone tapped his back in a
comforting manner, probably Justin, be he did not look up. Instead, he stayed
there, with his head hanging low, trying to catch his breath after the intense
game. The season has just started and it was the very first match they lost, so
he knew it wasn’t the end of the world. But God, was it frustrating. Zach hated
losing, failing. He hated when his
team would lose a game, he hated when he would fail a test. It did not only
make him feel like a failure, but also a disappointment. A disappointment to
his friends, to his family, to his girlfriend.
Loud laughs and screams from the
other team filled the emptying gymnasium as they celebrated their victory. Zach
could hear a few boys snickering as they passed him, heading to the locker room,
but he decided to ignore it. He wasn’t one to pick fights.
Y/N stood on the bleachers, her
eyes focused on her boyfriend who was still crouching in the middle of the
hall. Her heart ached at how defeated he looked at that moment. She knew that
Zach would beat himself up, he always did even though she had told him times
and times again that it wasn’t his fault; that their team couldn’t win every
single game and that the most important thing was to give their best. All she
wanted to do was to run up to him and hug him, hold him close to her and rub
his back, whispering that they’ll do better next time. But she knew better than
to do just that. Y/N knew that Zach needed time after a defeat, so she decided
to give it to him. She waited as the gymnasium emptied itself, and then left
herself. She decided to wait for her boyfriend and their friends in the parking
lot, near Zach’s car.
Jessica and Justin got there
first, making their way over Y/N holding hands. Y/N smiled at them and embraced
them quickly. She could tell that Justin wasn’t happy with himself either. His
eyebrows were in a permanent frown and his lips in a thin line. He was trying
not to show how crushed he was, but Y/N had known him for over five years and
knew him all too well.
“We’re going to hang out at
Bryce’s with the others, you wanna join?” Jessica asked, intertwining her
fingers with her boyfriend’s. Y/N thought about the offer, it wouldn’t be too
bad, right? Usually they had parties at Bryce’s place after the Tigers won a
game, but a get together with a few friends might actually cheer her boyfriend
up. She was going to accept and say that they’ll be there in a few, until she
saw Zach exiting the high school building.
“Uh, I think we will pass this
time. But you have fun, guys.” She patted Justin’s shoulder and hugged Jess
again before the couple left, heading to Jess’s car. One look at her boyfriend
was enough for her to know that he wasn’t in a partying mood tonight. His eyes
missed their usual spark, his grip on his sports bag was so tight his knuckles
turned white. Zach took his time making his way over to his girlfriend, his
steps long but slow.
“Hey there.” Y/N said softly,
putting her arms around his neck and embracing him tightly once he was standing
right in front of her. Zach’s head landed on her shoulder and she could feel
him let out a long sigh. Her brows furrowed and she bit her bottom lip in
concern, pulling away from him as he didn’t hug her back and looked straight
into his chocolate brown eyes, waiting for an answer.
“What are you still doing here?”
He mumbled, making eye contact for the first time since the end of the game. He
didn’t mean to sound rude, though, and she knew it. He was sad and probably a
bit ashamed. The boys had spent so much time practicing for this match, as they
knew that the team they were playing against was really good. But it was all
for nothing, or at least that’s what he thought.
“Waiting for you.” Y/N said,
taking his sports bag from him and putting it in his car’s trunk, ignoring his
“I want to be alone, Y/N.” Zach
pinched the bridge of his nose as he watched his girlfriend. She turned around
to face him, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
“No, you don’t.” She took a step
toward him, putting her hands on his chest. “You always say you do, but you
don’t.” It was true, he knew it. He’d always push her away when he felt like
this, but he’d run back to her only a couple of hours later because she was the
only one who could make him feel better. A small smile appeared on his face,
which made Y/N let out a sigh of relief before she continued. “So, how about we
go to Rosie’s, then head back to my place?” She questioned, her eyes sprinkling
with hope. Y/N’s enthusiastic expression made Zach’s heart melt. He chuckled as
she got on her tiptoes to press her lips to his for a quick but sweet kiss and
she knew that he couldn’t resist her now.
“Fine.” Zach put his hands on
her hips as she pulled away and leaned in for another kiss, making her giggle.
It was crazy how much calmer he was already. Minutes ago he was planning to go
home, give the punching ball that he had installed in the basement a few hits,
and go to bed – ready to forget about this awful evening. But now all he wanted
was to cuddle his girlfriend the whole night while eating some take out from
Pushing her hair behind her
ears, Y/N made her way to the passenger seat, immediately plugging her phone to
the radio and blasting her favourite song of the moment. Zach shook his head in
amusement, a smirk playing on his lips at the sight of his girl singing along
to the music. He started the engine and drove off, soon joining her as they
both sang at the top of their lungs. As the couple approached the little
restaurant, Y/N was a giggling mess. She looked at her boyfriend as he tried to
rap along an Eminem song. He was doing great at first, but then the pace
accelerated and she couldn’t hold her laugh in anymore. Y/N unplugged the
device from the radio as Zach parked the car, her Y/E/C still looking at him
She couldn’t believe that she actually had him.
After all these years of crushing on him, he was finally hers. Zach Dempsey was
one of the kindest guys at Liberty High, with no doubt. He was everything she
has ever wanted, and more. Smart, charming, funny, and extremely good looking. He made her feel things she had never felt
before. She felt safe, loved and cherished. She felt like the luckiest girl on
the entire planet with him. Y/N didn’t understand what Zach was doing with a
simple girl like her, but she wasn’t going to complain, right?
“Let’s go.” Zach’s soft voice
brought her back to reality. He winked at her and gave her his famous smile,
making her blush before getting out of the car and opening the passenger door
for her. Y/N bit the inside of her cheek in an attempt to stop herself from
laughing, but cracked a big smile at him nonetheless.
Taking her fragile hand in his
significantly larger one, the brown-haired boy led his girlfriend to the little
restaurant. They sat in their usual booth at the back as they waited for their
“We really sucked, huh?” Zach whispered,
his mood suddenly changing from joyful to defeated once again. This wasn’t a
surprise to Y/N though, she knew that cheering him up wasn’t going to be an
easy task. She sighed, placing her hands on his across the table. She gave them
a quick squeeze and a sent a reassuring smile in his direction.
“You didn’t. You were all great.
You, Justin, all of you!” She was hoping to get a reaction out of him, a smile,
a hum, a simple nod would have sufficed – but she got none of that. Instead,
Zach was just staring at their hands as Y/N started drawing circles on them
with her thumbs in a soothing manner. “Babe, look at me.” She demanded and he
“We fucked up, that’s all.” He
mumbled stubbornly, making Y/N scoff, which caused him to quirk an eyebrow at
“You lost the game, yes. But it’s not a
big deal. You were good, but the other team was good too. You’ll do better next
time. Stop beating yourself up. You’re always going to be my champion.” Zach
nodded at her words, smiling as the word champion
left her mouth. She would always call him that, whether they won or not. “Now
let’s go home.” She said as the waiter brought two plastic bags filled with
food to their table. Zach paid for the order before Y/N could even take her
wallet out of her pocket, making her groan and him chuckle. They made their way
out hand in hand, quickly getting into Zach’s car and driving to Y/N’s house.
Y/N’s parents adored her
boyfriend, so they did not mind him spending time at their house. Her mother
was so fond of the young boy, always telling her daughter that she should hold him.
It took a bit more for her father to appreciate him, but after three months of
them dating he understood that Zach’s intentions were good.
Making their way upstairs, Zach
and Y/N waved to her parents who were sitting in the living room, watching a
movie. Y/N shook her head at her mother, who was about to say something,
probably ask how the game went. Her mother shoot her a knowing smile while
nodding, then turned back to the TV.
Zach climbed onto Y/N’s bed
after putting the take out on her desk. He watched as his girlfriend made her
way over to him, lying down next to him and cuddling into his side.
“So… Movie?” Y/N asked, her hand
moving up to his chest as his arm made its way around her waist. Zach pressed
his lips to her forehead, making her hum and snuggle closer to him. He cupped
her face with his hand gently, tilting it up so he could kiss her properly.
“Thank you so much for
everything, babe.” He mumbled against her lips before kissing her again, but
this time more forcefully, totally ignoring her question. Y/N internally rolled
her eyes, but did not complain. In fact, she pulled him closer to her by his
neck, deepening the kiss as she slipped her tongue into his mouth, making him
groan. Zach swiftly moved them so he was hovering over her, his arms on either
side of her body. Y/N’s fingers played with the little hairs at the base of his
neck, which she knew was going to drive him crazy. She couldn’t help but giggle
as Zach rolled his hips into hers, again and again.
“What are you laughing at?” He
broke the kiss, looking up at him with eyes filled with lust. Y/N bit her
bottom lip at his appearance. His pupils dilated, his hair messy and his lips
swollen from her kisses. She wanted to do so many things to him, but she knew
she couldn’t. Not with her parents awake downstairs.
“You know we can’t do that.” She
said softly, her lips brushing against his. Zach groaned, his head falling into
the crook of her neck, leaving a few kisses there. Once again, she was right.
Y/N’s parents might be accepting of their relationship, but he knew they should
not push things too far. The girl kissed his temple, her hands running up and
down his back as they laid there for a few more seconds, just enjoying each
“We should eat, the food is
getting cold.” She pushed him off of her softly and got up to take the bags
from the desk, bringing them to her bed. Zach was still lying there, facing the
celling. “Come on, we can eat, watch a movie and then when they’re asleep,
maybe…” She did not finish the sentence, she did not need to. The boy’s eyes
widened, full of hope and lust once again. He smirked at her, making her roll
her eyes as he moved to sit next to her. He smiled to himself, pecking her lips
one more time. He couldn’t wait to see where the night was going to take them.
The end was terrible, I’m really sorry about that. This whole thing is a flop tbh.
request: (thanks! @incoherent-smiles ) hi! I saw that you’re taking requests and I’d love to make one! How about a Pietro x Reader, they get into a fight because he sees somebody flirting with Reader (Tony, maybe?).Full of angst, ending in Pietro teaching reader a smutty ‘lesson’ (if you know what I mean ;) ) also, DADDY!PIETRO. pretty sure he has a daddy kink
a/n: hi guysss! my drabbles and one shots have gotten quite a bit of attention and I’m so thankful! I couldn’t keep a smile off of my face. Please know that requests ARE open and that I’m pretty much willing to write anything! thank you all again :)
warnings: there’s some language, some drinking, and some sexy time! nothing too bad, but it is definitely smutty. bare with me, smut isn’t my strongest point! sorry if that isn’t your taste. more fluff to come! xoxo *not my gif*
about : Tom is away at SDCC while promoting Spider-Man Homecoming. Things start to go downhill as a Facetime call ensues and jealousy arises.
Warnings : a teeny bit sad. drunk tom!
The ID caller showed up on your phone and you grinned, flopping down onto the bed as you answered the call. Tom’s smiling face filled your screen and you giggled, greeting him with a simple ‘hello Thomas’.
“Y/N! It’s crazy here!” Tom shouted, “I’ve never seen anything like this before! There were thousands of people on the panel it was insane!”
“Are you having fun?” You asked, a small yet tired simper reaches your lips.
“Loads! Everyone’s amazing! Laura is here, Jacob is here, Tony is here, oh and Zendaya is here too!” He continued to ramble on about how everyone had secretly arrived to the convention but your heart sank at her name.
Tom was an extremely sweet person, and he was definitely good-looking. Your biggest fear from letting him leave to Atlanta was him finding someone new. What if he found someone else prettier, smarter and better than you? Maybe he was already tired of you.
And it didn’t help that Zendaya was a part of your worry. She was the kind of girl you’d always want to be. She was gorgeous and successful, not to mention extremely talented. You let your insecurity get the best of you sometimes and you would always feel a bit glum whenever you saw them together. However, Tom wasn’t aware that you felt that way.
“Isn’t Zendaya pretty?” you piped up randomly, playing with the hem of your sweatpants.
“Yes, she is. Why?” Tom sounded confused. He looked at something behind the camera and he laughed, slapping his chest.
“Oh, that’s amazing, Z,” he chuckled before looking back at you on the phone, “sorry babe, were you saying something?”
You were about to say something before he interrupted you, laughing again and talking to someone you could only assume was Zendaya. You could hear her laughter too and you flinched, feeling annoyed. Anger and jealousy was already bubbling inside of you. Rolling your eyes, you scoffed at how he was so oblivious to you on the phone as he dropped his phone to his side so all you could see was his pants.
This was the first time in days he had facetimed you, and you felt so put off by how he wasn’t even paying attention to you.
Pissed off, you pressed the end call button hardly, ending the facetime. You put your phone beside you and picked up your laptop, trying to calm yourself down.
It seemed like the world wanted to rub everything in your face when you clicked on a random song on your spotify. Everything I’m Not by The Veronicas came on and you gasped, throwing up your arms in anger.
“Oh, come on!” You yelled at no one in particular.
The song blasted on your speakers and you sighed, letting it play.
Your phone beeped once.
Tom’s face popped up on the screen, indicating a call coming in from him.
You ignored it, letting the ringtone play amongst the loud tunes of The Veronicas.
It stopped for a few seconds before ringing again. This time you decided to decline the call.
A text came in. You peeked.
Tom x : babe, what’s up? u just hung up?
10. 50 pm
Tom x : y/n? Im gonna call u again.
10. 52 pm
Tom x : why did u decline the call?
10. 58 pm
Tom x : did i do something wrong?
11. 05 pm
You snorted, picking up your phone and typing a quick reply.
Me : idk ask zendaya lmao
Me : im gonna sleep. Have fun at comic con.
Just as you were about to put away your phone, it vibrated.
Tom x : I think I know what’s going on. Are you jealous of Z?
Tom x : I hope you know I love you, and that I will never eye another girl that’s not you. I understand how you feel, I get sad whenever I think of all the other boys that are with you everyday. So i dont blame you. But you can trust me love. I promise.
Tom x : z and i are just friends, nothing more babe. Im way too in love with you. Also im sorry if ive been distant. I miss you so much and i havent been able to really talk to you. Ive been very busy with work and everything else i just idk i feel really guilty now.
Tom x : call me back when u wanna talk. Im sorry, i love you. Xx
You sighed, giving in. You could tell he was feeling really crappy about it as you watched a livestream of the convention. Marvel was holding a livestream for the interviews and you saw Tom pop up in the screen when you opened the website.
His eyes were downcast even though he had a small smile on his face. Tom was less energetic and gave the interviewer half-assed answers. He kept crossing and uncrossing his arms and he fidgeted a lot on his feet.
His iPhone was gripped tightly in his hand, and every few seconds he went to check it.
Probably for my reply, you thought.
When the interviewer ended, you saw him walk away from the camera. The interviewer was about to interview Lupita Nyong’o next when another text from Tom came in.
Tom x : love i really am sorry. maybe u went to sleep already. Im sorry. I love you. Goodnight. Xx
“Meh screw it,” you mumbled, pressing the call icon on his contact name.
He picked it up immediately after the third ring.
“Hello?” he said quickly.
“It’s okay,” you sighed, slumping on the bed, “sorry, I just got jealous. I shouldn’t have hung up on you like that.
“It’s just..I miss you so much Tom. And we haven’t facetimed in so long and.. I don’t know I was pretty pissed off by how you weren’t paying attention to me.”
“I know, I know,” you could hear his guilt from across the line, “I’m really sorry. There’s just been a lot going on right now.”
You sighed, “okay, now go and have fun. We can talk more later. I’m not mad at you anymore so don’t worry.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive, I’ll be fine,” You lied through your teeth, even mustering a fake smile.
Tom hummed, before speaking again, “I’ll call you when you wake up. I love you so much, Y/N. Goodnight, love.”
“Goodnight,” you mumbled back as you hit the ‘end call’.
Grabbing a pillow from the top of the bed, you clutched it tightly into your chest as sobs began to rack through your body. The tears didn’t stop flowing, even after half an hour.
You’d think he would notice that you really weren’t okay.
You missed him so much.
And it already felt like, to you, he was slowly drifting away.
The next morning was horrendous. You woke up to the feel of your soggy pillow and puffy eyes. Rubbing your face, you snuggled further into your duvet.
There was no way you were going out today. Your heart felt the heaviest it had felt in a long time and nothing seemed to motivate you to get out of bed.
You missed him too much.
Making calls to everyone, you apologised for not feeling well and rescheduled everything.
Nothing mattered more than the ache in your heart. If your mind wasn’t in the game, there would be no point in getting into the game in the first place.
You decided to check your notifications and was surprised by the amount of texts Tom had sent in.
Tom x : Good morning, babe. I hope you slept well. I’m out here in San Diego, in some bar. Missing you. 💛
Tom x : I hope you’re not angry anymore. It’s been bothering me the whole day. I’m still sorry.
Tom x : baEb i lpve you si much…….im sorry yoi think i luv zebdaya….i dont… i love you im sorry
Tom x : jacOb says in Drunk! Haha@ he keeps tellinf me that i should go homE
Tom x : i sAid wherE? LonDon? He saiD no You IdioT the Hotel
Tom x : i saiD it aInt HoME UNLESS y/n is wit me
Tom x : jeusu chrisy i lovw you
Tom x : i jusT PUKED I WISH YORE HERE Y/N YOU MAKe me FEEL BETTER
Tom x : I MISS YOUUUY
You stared at the screen, taking it all in.
Tom got drunk last night.
Yet, all his words seemed so sincere. Just before you could exit the chat, a new message came in.
Instead, this was from Harrison.
Haz O : hey y/n, i think you probably read the drunk texts tom has been sending. just want to tell you. tom has been drinking a lot for the past 2 hours. he’s upset, y/n. after he puked on the sidewalk, he cried. he cried about how much he missed you and how he didn’t deserve you. that you lie when you say you’re okay. he said that it would be easier if you both broke up. you could find someone better. so, stop being mad at tom. there’s nothing going on between z and tom. If they did, i would’ve told you. he’s feeling so guilty for no reason.
You felt hot tears gathering at the side of your eyes. He was beating himself up because of your jealousy. Guilt took over you as you fumbled to type out a quick reply. A plan was already forming in your head and although it involved a lot of money, you knew it would help in fixing this problem.
It was probably too reckless and spontaneous, but you had enough of missing Tom and clearly, Tom was sick of missing you too.
You : I’m getting on the next flight to San Diego. Take care of Tom for me. x
Summary: Looking at the gloomy door beside you, you honestly weren’t
sure what type of person lived there. However when you come home late and find
a stranger outside your door, you realized that maybe your neighbor wasn’t as
weird as you thought he’d be.
You lived in a neighborhood that prided itself on its
friendly neighbors and happy environment. Nearly everyone knows each other in
the apartment complex and no matter how unsociable, they were still willing to
chat if you ran into them. On holidays, doors would be carefully decorated and
there would even be a friendly building get together that welcomed everyone.
But in large groups, there is always an outlier and that outlier lived beside
In honor of the100th episode of Supernatural Misha has worked on (He’s worked on 100, only acted in 99 though) - I decided to share with you guys, 100 reasons that I love @mishacollins as a sort of tribute/celebration to him. He’s done so much to change my life and I just wanted to put my love for him out into the universe. I also made this into a twitter thread which can be found HERE.
Isn’t he looking gorgeous on this picture?! Jesus Christ, sometimes I’m doubting that he’s even real! Anyway, enjoy this little one shot and tell me what you think about it! Love you!
quite late as Harry trudged his way to his apartment. Being on his feet all day
made him very exhausted and tired and he just needed to lie in his bed as soon
as possible. The Dunkirk world premiere has been an utter success. He couldn’t
wait for the world to see this movie he had been very proud and honored of getting
the possibility of being in it at all. He couldn’t wait for the fans to see
that incredible movie that he, Mr. Nolan and all of his co-workers have worked
on with all their might. It would blow away their minds, he was absolutely sure
arrived at his door, took out his key and carefully unlocked it, taking care of
being extra quiet because he didn’t want to make any noises that could wake up
his wife. However, as he entered the apartment, he noticed the light being on
in the living room. Was (Y/N) still awake?
question was answered as he went quietly to look after it. There she was, his
lovely wife, his best friend and his soul mate, sitting on the couch with a
magazine in her hands, all in her beautiful glory. A silver silky nightgown,
that Harry bought her for her last birthday, covered her shoulders and she wore
some suitable slippers on her feet. She hasn’t still noticed his presence in
A smile appeared
on his face. She looked more beautiful recently, her skin was practically
glowing and her eyes were almost shining every day. Seeing her in this state made
love.” He greeted the woman in front of him, stepping towards her. (Y/N) gave
him a tired smile. “Why are you still up, gorgeous? It’s pretty late, isn’t it?”
He pulled off his black suit jacket, putting it on the couch before he took a
seat behind his love.
sleep.” The woman sighed, leaning her back against his chest and nestling her
head on his shoulder. Harry engulfed her small body immediately. “She had been kicking all the time. I could
hardly relax today.” She pointed at her grown, round belly.
supported his hands on her pregnant stomach, caressing it gently. “Aye poppet!
Couldn’t give your mummy an easy time, yes?” He laughed slightly. (Y/N) joined
his laughter, laying her hands on top of his own.
probably felt that someone was missing the entire day.” She assumed.
so?” He questioned. “Missed your daddy, didn’t you?”
“Yeah, she didn’t stop moving since the moment
you left. I tell you, she’ll be daddy’s little girl. You’re already her
favorite and she isn’t even born yet.”
nonsense, darling. She’ll love as much as she’ll love me. You’ll become an
amazing mother to her, I’m sure of it.” Harry ran his fingers tenderly through
her hair soft hair, massaging her scalp with calming motions. A satisfied hum escaped
the young woman’s mouth. Now that her husband was back, she felt even better
than she did before.
is saying hello to you.” Harry told her, kissing the spot behind her ear..
Christopher was already wondering why she hadn’t joined him to the premiere.
very nice of them.” She responded. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be there tonight.”
apologize, love. I totally understand. Wouldn’t want you to be on your feet the
entire night either.”
As heavily pregnant
as she was, (Y/N) doubted that joining Harry tonight would be the best idea.
The more their baby grew in her belly, the more trouble she had with walking.
She couldn’t really carry herself on her feet anymore and another point was
that she became tired very fast. Harry couldn’t blame her absence. With her
pregnancy, she has already taken a lot of stress on her shoulders. She was
giving him a tiny bit of herself and he really appreciated that.
her, his lovely mother Anne accompanied him to the event.
watched the premiere live on YouTube, so I wouldn’t miss anything. You looked
great.” She pecked his cheek softly. He really did look great. (Y/N) was aware
that her husband was a handsome and beautiful man but especially tonight he
looked extremely good. The moment she saw Harry stepping out of that car in
that black suit, which adorned his body perfectly, a bunch of butterflies
erupted her stomach.
today, she couldn’t figure out what she did to deserve him in her life,
especially as a life companion.
love.” A tiny blush crept its way on his cheeks.
noticed his deep happiness tonight. He was smiling widely the whole time and
the shine in his green eyes could have illuminated the entire space. He was
confident in what he was doing. (Y/N) was endlessly proud of him.
suddenly exclaimed, as she felt another little kick against her belly.
hurt too much, darling?” Harry asked with a hint of worry in his voice while
stroking over her stomach.
just getting annoying.” Frustration began to develop inside her. As much as she
loved the little girl she carried, sometimes she just wished she never got
pregnant at all.
poppet, give your mummy a bit time to relax, alright?” Harry spoke to their
unborn child. “Daddy is here now and he will take good care of you and mummy.
He’s not going anywhere.”
while, the kicks had stopped and (Y/N) could finally calm down. Exhaustion
overwhelmed her and her limbs started to fall down.
you to bed.” Harry informed his sleepy wife.
“No, I can
go on my own.” She mumbled. “Besides, I’m too heavy for you to carry me.”
anything but heavy for me. Have you forgotten who I am?” Harry chuckled. “You’re
also tired, so just let me take you to bed.”
that, he slung his strong arms under his wife’s legs, lifting her up and
brining her to their bedroom where in the next couple of minutes they would
peacefully sleep in each other’s embrace.
Prompt: “I have stabbed people with these heels before and I’m not afraid to do it again, so I would suggest not pissing me off.” (X) Fandom: Shadowhunters Pairing: Reader x Raphael Santiago Word Count: 624
“Why the hell did you drag me along? I told you before Clary, I hate vampires. Especially the ones that are named Raphael Santiago.” You mumbled as you walked behind her and Simon, annoyed because you had to go to the vampires lair with her and her vampire best friend. Out of all the things you had encountered, vampires were the ones you hated the most. Their fast speed made them unpredictable, even for a skilled Shadowhunter like yourself. But besides that, vampires were always snarky and annoying, something you hated about them the most.
Out of the vampires you had encountered, Raphael Santiago was the worst. Sure, for a dead guy he was extremely good-looking. Unfortunately, his attitude wasn’t. He was always dripping with sarcasm which annoyed you the most, especially since you lived with a bunch of Shadowhunters who were sarcastic as hell.
“He isn’t that bad.” Simon answered as you rolled your eyes. Of course Simon would protect him. The two vampires had a sibling bond which you found quite odd. How could someone have that kind of a bond with Raphael Santiago out of all people? Or in this case, out of all vampires.
“Have you met this guy?” You asked as the three of you walked over to the front door of the hotel they were residing in. Clary and Simon stopped, debating over whether they should knock or just walk in. Rolling your eyes you began to kick down the door when it flew open, making you almost fall into the arms of the one vampire you hated: Raphael Santiago. Luckily, you managed to gain your balance as you stood extremely close to him before clearing your throat and taking a step back.
“Were you just planning on kicking down my front door?”
“Why exactly would I want to work together with a bunch of werewolves and Shadowhunters? Especially with the ones who wanted to kick down my front door.” He said, looking straight at you with a smirk on his face. You rolled your eyes as you turned to him, crossing your arms.
“Are we still talking about this? We said we’re sorry.” You mumbled before Simon raised his finger, pointing at himself.
“Actually, I said it. You just nodded.” He added as you let out a sigh.
“Which means that I agreed. Can we move past this now, please?” You remarked as you glanced at Clary who was beginning to grow impatient.
“Look, we’re here for the same reason: we all want the cup. I mean, we are all pretty screwed if Valentine finds it first.” She said as you nodded, looking over to Raphael as you waited for his answer.
“No.” He stated confidently. You raised your eyebrow as you glanced at Clary and Simon, seeing them just as confused as you were.
“What do you mean ‘no’?” You asked. He simply sighed as he stood up from the couch he was sitting on.
“I mean no. If you want someone to help you, ask the dogs or the fairies.” He simply said as he passed the three of you, wanting to leave the room.
You moved in front of him, blocking his way out of the room. He stopped, looking at you with an annoyed expression.
“Move.” Raphael simply said as you let out of a chuckle, taking a step closer to him as you stared deeply into his eyes.
“Listen closely, bloodsucker. I have stabbed people with these heels before and I’m not afraid to do it again, so I would suggest not pissing me off.” For a moment Raphael seemed stunned before letting out a chuckle and turning himself towards Clary and Simon.
Lance feels like he is losing his mind. Everywhere he looks there are reminders of what once was and he can’t seem to get him out of his mind.
I really hurt myself when I wrote this story, the pain and suffering that I felt when I was listening to Jeremy Jordan’s version of Losing my mind from Follies inspired me to write this. I just let the lyrics talk to me and help guide my hand as I wrote.
On a bit of a sadistic note, I do hope I at least made one person cry as honestly I am trying to improve my writing style to make my readers really feel the emotions that the characters are feeling. Hit me up with a comment with what you thought!
It’s a stupid fluffy parody I drew in RUN era(hence the hairstyle) and after a long struggle I just gave up the translation hahahaha. It was 1000 days anniversary and now It’s 3rd year anniversary! I can’t write so it’s not a fanfic but just notes of random ideas. Very special thanks to dear @art-blisters for helping me translate all text!!TOT You’re my angel FOR REAL.
I kinda really liked this
prompt? I don’t know why, but it was adorable! I love how this turned out! I
even included the giggle-honk (tbh that’s my favorite thing about Sid)! So let
me know what you think guys!
Anon request: Hi
there! Could you do a Sidney Crosby imagine where you’re an assistant athletic
trainer and kinda become the default mom of the group, so the boys tease you
and Sid about being mom and dad? (Also, maybe they like each other but aren’t
dating yet- idk I want to give you artistic freedom). Thank you in advance, and
I think you’re a great writer!
looked up from your current patient as the door opened, watching as Sidney
Crosby peaked his head in.
anonymous requested: Omg I’m so happy you’re taking request, your writing is awesome! I was wondering if you could do one with Negan helping you bandage a scrape and cool off after a very trying day. Super fluffy?
Character(s): Negan and Reader Summary: After sorting out the supplies from a successful run on a hot, summer’s day, you accidentally cut yourself after opening a box with your knife. Negan takes notice and decides to take care of it himself. Word Count: 2,194 Warning: Fluff!!! Author’s Note: Thank you to the anon who sent this request in! As of late, I am a sucker for fluffy!Negan for some reason! So, I hope this is just exactly what you imagined when you asked for super fluffy ;-). Enjoy!