he understands her so damn well

You’re In Love With Him But He Likes Your Best Friend: Part 2

A/N: This is a filler chapter. Meaning, this is much shorter than part 1. Do not feel dishearted, there will be a longer, more detailed part 3. 

Part 1

Masterlist linked in bio.

“Are you ever going to speak to me?”

Y/n freezes as she hears Harry’s voice ask her the question she’s been dreading to answer.

It’s been two weeks since she’s heard that voice. It may sound rougher now, more stern and harsh than it normally is as it growls behind her at the counter of Lexi’s bar, but it’s still the first time she’s heard it in two weeks.

After her sober confessions to a very tipsy, slumberous Harry, Y/n had to understand what it truly meant to move on.

At first, she thought she would still be able to be around him as she searched for ways to rid her feelings. She distracted herself, mostly. She would interact more with Savannah than she would Harry, and even started picking up new habits whenever she felt her emotions creeping in. Anything that reminded her of him was disregarded entirely so that the only time he was able to consume her thoughts was whenever he was near her.

For the first couple weeks, she was holding up quite well, considering the circumstances. She was able to contain her emotions and take her mind off of the raging heartache that kept burning in her chest.

But it wasn’t much long after that night when Savannah and Harry finally became official, and if Y/n wasn’t anguished before, she surely was then. She was forced to witness the transition of their relationship in hindsight. What was once casual flirting and innocent touches turned into secretive giggles and loving hand gestures.

It was as if her heart broke all over again. What seemed to be almost completely mended was destructed all at once. The chase between Harry and Savannah was over, and reality set in that Harry was happy and in love with someone that wasn’t Y/n.

Watching them together was Y/n’s most devastating nightmare, and the thought of that alone meant she couldn’t mentally handle being alone anymore. With all of the emotions built up inside of her, being alone for Y/n meant enduring the pain and suffering she didn’t want to feel anymore. She just wanted it all to end, everything.

The earliest hours of the morning wrecked her the most. With only the moon illuminating the room and the radio silence throughout her house gave Y/n no choice but to be alone with her thoughts. She wasn’t loved, and no matter how many nights she’s tried to convince herself that this wasn’t the end, it was.

She had to let Harry go, completely this time. She gave up on him entirely because she couldn’t keep loving him when he didn’t love her. Not anymore, not like that.

She keeps her back to him as he heaves heavy breaths, eyes sending daggers and teeth clenched from his crippling frustration. 

“It’s Thursday, I see,” Harry grumbles before giving her the chance to answer, jaw locked as his fingers grip harshly around a stray, unfinished glass of alcohol. “You never work Thursdays. ’S this where your Friday shifts went?”

There’s an unpleasantly rough tone in his voice that makes Y/n’s breath hitch in her throat. She’s never witnessed this side of him, filled with anger and exasperation. He’s always been so soft and gentle, never having the heart to speak down to someone. But here he is, eyes dark with anger and words spewing venomously from his lips.

And as much she hates to admit it, she can’t blame him for being so angry with her. She knows she means the most to him—even if it’s not in a romantic sense—she’s become such an important part of his life. Ever since they met, she took in the truth about his past, understood the feelings and thoughts he’s carried all through his years, and was able to provide him with anything she was able to when he needed her most. She was one of the very few people he trusted and felt most comfortable with in his life. She was irreplaceable, he’d always tell her, nobody could compare to her. She meant everything.

And then, she left him. She distanced herself so far away from him until it was as if she was never apart of his life. She ignored him and all his attempts to reach out to her again. It hurt her tremendously, knowing that what they had together was completely and utterly helpless, but she never questioned how Harry felt about it. She did what was easiest for her and never thought about it twice. She left him so that he can be happy, but as he stands so tensely and confused before her, she can’t help but blame herself what’s happened between them.

She nods her head softly, still refusing to look up at him as she gathers all the used glasses in front of her, making herself seem distracted so she doesn’t have to make much effort into speaking to him.

“I—uh, yeah. Friday nights were getting hectic and I couldn’t keep up with the late hours. I thought Savannah told you.”

It’s a lie. A shitty, impulsive lie that Harry almost finds humorous. Of course, Y/n switched her Friday night shift. She felt as if she had no choice. She couldn’t bare to look at him with Savannah another goddamn second, and he thought of spending Friday nights with Harry without being alone with him and going to the 24-hour movie theater together was enough to make her sick to her stomach.

“She did,” he clicks his tongue, eyes narrowing as he watches her scramble around the bar, “didn’t have to, though. I knew she was lying.”

Y/n’s actions halt for a moment, a feeling of dread flowing in her veins before she goes back to cleaning off the bar, disregarded his statement completely.

Harry knows Y/n’s been avoiding him, she hasn’t exactly made it as subtle as she thought. Their entire friendship changed, and Harry knows he wasn’t the one ruining it.

The morning after Y/n drove Harry back from the bar, all he could really remember clearly was falling asleep with Y/n. There were other bits he remembered, but that was really the only moment that came to him when he woke up. And he was confused when he woke up alone because, in all honesty, he was looking forward to waking up next to her. It was all his drunk mind thought of, and that terrified him.

When Y/n started distancing herself from him, Harry kept wondering what he had done wrong. She was fine with Savannah, keeping up with their lives as usual. But she was different with Harry—closed off, in a way, and it made him feel something he’s never felt in his life before.

He was confused, to say the least. Because when he was kissing down the bare chest of the woman of his dreams, he couldn’t stop daydreaming about Y/n, and how he hasn’t heard her voice and how he hasn’t felt her in so long.

He had Savannah wrapped around his finger, yet he still felt as if everything about it was wrong. He changed when Y/n left him, because even when he was around the most loving company, he felt alone.

He was helpless. As much as he tried to love Savannah, Y/n was always in the back of his head. She was there, all the time, trapped in his mind with no escape route. 

At first, he was confused—upset and lost without Y/n. He didn’t know life without her would feel so lonely, so empty and incomplete. It was strange, not knowing how to live his life without her. He’d never expected her disappearance to be such a hindrance to him, but it was. Oh, how it was.

Then, he was angry—angry because as many times as he tried to get her to speak to him again, she never came back. She was gone, forever.

Now, he’s hurt. So damaged by her leaving his side, so incomplete and destroyed without her with him anymore. His heart is heavy with sadness and he couldn’t let himself feel this way anymore. 

He needs her, no matter how wrong and pathetic it sounds, he needs her. 

“So you gonna tell me why you’ve been avoiding me, or am I gonna have to force it out of you?” he seethes, nose flaring as he tries to steady his uneven breath.

Y/n shakes her head ignorantly, a flash on innocence in her eyes as she does so. But she damn knows well what he’s talking about, and her oblivion drives him crazy.

“I don’t—I don’t know what you’re talking ab—“

“Oh, fuck off with it!” Harry spits, slamming his closed fist down on the wooden counter.

He doesn’t seem to care about how sudden the bar falls silent, or the glisten of fear in Y/n’s eyes when she finally looks up at him. All he can seem to care about is how much pain he feels, all over. All he can think about is how now, after the last two weeks of not being able to understand why he cares so goddamn much, he’s finally able to feel some sense of sanity being in front of her now.

“You know what you’re doing to me, Y/n! You know damn fucking well what you’re fucking doing and—“

“Harry, please.” Y/n whispers and she isn’t sure as to whether or not she’s begging him to lower his voice or begging for him to understand.

“And it’s not fair!” he cries out, tears of frustration overflowing from his eyes as he grips tightly onto his hair.

His breaking point is approaching, he feels it. He feels it with every breath he takes and every word that emits from his mouth. His heart twists and breaks as he expresses every feeling that’s been consuming him for the past two weeks. He needs her to know what she’s doing to him, needs her to know how he feels in this moment.

“I did nothing to you and you keep pushing me away and that’s not fair because I don’t know how to live without you. Isn’t that something?! I don’t know what to do without you, and you know that!”

Suddenly, his head falls in his hands as he begins to sob. Complete heart-wrenching sobs, making his chest tight and breathing shallow.

Y/n reaches her hand out for him, her fingers clasping harshly around his wrist. Her own eyes start to brim with tears as she watches him sob below her, his body shaking with undying cries. She swallows harshly when he grabs ahold of her hand, bringing her palm against his forehead. His lips reach to kiss her wrist softly, quickly refraining from keeping them there longer.

To touch her, for the first time, is every answer he needs. She’s the only one to make him feel this way—she’s the only one to drive him to the brink of insanity and resurface him back to clarity. She has power over him he never understood until now, after he’s lost her.

“I don’t know why it hurts this much, Y/n,” He cries, his eyes squeezing shut as he inhales sharply, “I’ve never been more confused in my life.”

She chokes on her cries as she nods her head softly, her free hand reaching up to rake her fingers through his hair. Her lips shake from their craving to touch him, watching as he weakens beneath her. 

She’s missed him, in the most desperate of ways. She’s missed every part of him, and every atom in her body yearned to feel him again. Whether it was to feel the warmth of him from a distance or to feel his skin ignite her, she wanted every part of him against her. If she wasn’t with him, she was missing him, and craving him with every breath she took. 

Her lips press tentatively to his forehead, her breath fanning through his hair as she does so. The action is quick, leaving just as quickly as it comes, but it carries sentimental meaning for the both of them.

Harry frowns, his heart thumping in his chest. He looks up into her eyes, filled with concern and sanity as she maps his features.

“It’s been ever since me and Savannah got together.” He mumbles, eyes watching her face as it pales slightly at his words. “You haven’t spoken to me since.”

Her eyes flutter shut as he speaks, finding it completely pointless to try and make him believe otherwise. He deserves to know, one way or another, and even if it’s now, she feels like she’s already lost him. There isn’t much she’d be losing now, anyways. He was never hers.

“Please leave, Harry.” She whispers.

She backs away from him, her touch leaving him was like a gunshot to his chest. It’s a feeling he’s felt all too much that he can’t bare to feel again. 

His heart breaks as he watches her begin to cry, her usual glistening eyes now filled with tears of sorrow. He shakes his head, squeezing his eyes shut as he tentatively takes a step closer to her.

He’s desperate, and he doesn’t care how weak he seems. He’s desperate to see where he’s missed it all along, to know how long he’s been making her feel this way. He’ll never forgive himself for all the pain he’s caused her, for all her nights alone when all she wanted was to be with him.

He could have done so much to change this. If he had just listened to his heart from the beginning, this would all be different now. If he hadn’t been so blind, they would both be happy right now.

“Love, I—“

“Don’t.” she whispers, her voice cracking as she speaks, “Please, don’t.“

She isn’t exactly sure what she’s saying—isn’t quite sure what she’s begging him not to do. Maybe it’s the nickname he’s always called her that makes her stomach twist a bit more, or how he’s trying to make her feel better that makes her eyes sting with a fresh new wave of tears, or how he looks at her now the way he never did before that makes her throat tighten around a sob. Whatever it is that makes her beg, she can’t  handle it anymore.

“I’m trying, Y/n,” He whispers, “please.”

“Please just—“ her eyes flutter shut as she speaks, “just leave me alone.”

Harry lets out an unsteady breath, his green eyes brimmed with red as he watches her begin to sob. 

He nods, because he can’t let himself keep doing this to her. If he keeps trying with her in her current state of mind, she won’t be able to think properly. She’ll be a wreck, more so than she is now, and he can’t find it in his heart to do that. Even if it means fighting for her.

“It’s not worth it, you know.” He whispers, his eyes staring lovingly into hers, “Being with her, it’s not worth it if it means losing you.”

my thoughts on logan *spoilers*

-never in a million years did i think i would cry so many times during an xmen ~related~ film but bitch!!!
-this movie came after me so many times i am shook
-this was such an emotional experience
-it was so packed too i usually go on discount days but i had to see this and wow literally not a seat left open!!!
-first movie from the franchise to be rated r and damn!!! It really needed it, i can’t imagine the film being pg 13
-i really loved the r rating… the gore the cussing the darker and more mature tone was something i didn’t think i needed til i saw this film
-the darker tone made it so much more intense and made logan feel more human
-fight/action scenes were all pure gratuitous fun i enjoyed all of it
-laura is adorable and shes a bad bitch my daughter will be like that!!! like wow this girl got paid to deadass be silent for half the movie but when she talked i was shook af
-and the nurse gabriella being aleida from oitnb like hey girll!!
-the banter between professor x and logan ugh and when logan called charles his dad
-this side of wolverine/ logan was so raw and sad.
-he def was not the mutant hero ive grown up watching but that was also the refreshing part bc it made it seem more realistic to me
-heartbreaking to watch someone spiral downward especially with the drinking and self hatred and the suicidal thoughts ugh
-laura is a mini wolverine but gonna grow to be so much stronger i love her every time she fucked someone up i was screaming YAAS
-finding out shes his daughter ugh i knew it bur dang!!
-honestly pierce the bad guy was sexy af i was having dirty thoughts while hating him at the same time
-i’m not a box of avocados logan
-logan is really so broken and traumatized inside
-charles telling logan that this is what its like to be normal before he left with that mans to fix the water or whatever
-and its sad to see charles so weak and sick and trapped in his mind and broken as well after what he did in westchester
-losing control is so awful and seeing someone who was once so great be at this point hurts
-when charles woke up in that familys house and was talking about how he remembered things and that it was the best night of his life but he didnt deserve it I WAS CRYING
-then i was like OMFG LOGAN IS ABOUT TO KILL HIM??? Turns out it was his fuckass clone mutant but i was still shook
-hugh jackman is a daddy he can still get it
-logan coping with charles was so sad this father son relationship rly fucked me up it was so cute when they were joking abt the past at academy during dinner
-laura gives me life!!! W her docs and cute ass outfit in sunglasses but she still vicious yas queen
-her relationship w charles was so beautiful too
-her driving!!! Aha and finally speaking that was a funny cute lil scene i was expecting her to be a little sassier but that wouldnt fit the tone of the movie so its all good
-all the cute lil mutant kids!!!! omfg so adorable its really fcked up what they were doing at transigen i was heated ugh
-they were so sweet helping him and ugh the scenes just between logan and laura rlly fucked me up like when she held his hand after he buried charles…
-my god the development of these relationships really messed me up!!!
-honestly his self loathing and pity party was getting a little annoying and the whole im no good for you act etc etc but i understand i guess
-telling laura she and her friends reminded him of the xmen RIP
-“people hurt me” “were different i hurt people”
-ugh i literally love them so much when he told her he was gonna shoot himself w that bullet then she took it from him wow cryin
-him being like u dont need me everyone i care about gets hurt or killed then she roasted him with the “THEN I GUESS ILL BE FINE” like damn girl
-ugh him coming to the rescue and taking the green stuff ugh i just knew this wouldnt end well but the fight scenes and seeing some of the kids use their powers was nice
-also enjoyed all the bad guys gettjng absolutely destroyed
-literally FUCK clone logan so hard she was really goin at him but i knew logans fate was inevitable since it was hughs last hoorah but wow
-i was in fucking puddles then she held his hand and called him fucking daddy!!!! THAT RUINED ME WHEN SHE ACKNOWLEDGE HE WAS HER FATHER HOLY FRICK
-“so this is what it feels like” logans last words realizing what its like to care for someone again/what it feels like to die omg laura crying made me cry
-the end. thank u for sticking w me if u read this whole thing talk to me about it im emotionally unstable
-idk i prob left some stuff out but this is a lot already im lowkey so sad rn
-i cant wait for the next xmen movie with the other cast i need more this was all my childhood upto now i need it all please

Luke is overwhelmed by the truth, and is suddenly protective of his sister.
#35. About the baby...it’s yours

from this prompt list // requested by the lovely @druggedaiquiri and edited by the beautiful @ducksongmp3

The current relationship Harry and Y/N have is not the healthiest. They’ve been best friends for years, but when sex was added to the equation, emotional changes occurred more than anything. Y/N has grown far too attached to her rockstar with benefits to even take an interest in other men. However, since Harry and Y/N are nothing official, he does what he wants while he’s away and Y/N, well, she does what she can to keep her mind off of him. A hard thing to do, might she add. She knows it’s pathetic and a typical story of someone falling in love with their friend with benefits, but can you blame her? Harry holds all of the qualities she wants in a man and more. He satisfies her sexually and God, if he just opened his eyes and finally decided to keep his dick to one person, he could satisfy her emotionally as well.

Their night is just beginning—the good ol’ Netflix and Chill– just without the chill. Harry isn’t really comfortable with having sex with his best friend (plus benefits) that is three months pregnant with some other dude’s baby. He was shocked to learn of this news when Y/N confided in him after her first ultrasound. Naturally, he asked who the father is, to which she said, “It’s not important. I know he won’t be in the baby’s life has much as I would want him to be.” Harry silently nodded at this, yet wondered who wouldn’t want to be in their baby’s life, even if they weren’t with the mother. He was actually quite angry with this person he doesn’t even know. He was angry that they knocked up his best friend and maybe he was even angry that it was someone else’s child. No, he’s not really ready to have a child, but at least he would be there for the mom and baby.

“How have you been feeling?” He asks, handing Y/N the bowl of popcorn before sitting next to her on the couch.

She shrugs. “Fine. I don’t know why they call it morning sickness when it hits you at every fucking minute of the day.” She stuffs a handful of popcorn in her mouth, not really wanting to answer any of Harry’s questions. She feels angry at him, the same anger Harry felt when he found out she was pregnant. Except, her anger is completely unwarranted because Harry is clueless as to what is actually going on with her. Yes, she’s secretly in love with her best friend with benefits and yes, she’s keeping something very important from him. And he wouldn’t be so oblivious if she just told him the truth, but that causes just as much anxiety as keeping this to herself does. She’s really not prepared to see Harry’s reaction at all, but maybe, just maybe it’ll be the perfect response. She won’t know until he knows. “So about the baby…"she begins, her heart picking up the pace.


“Well,” she pauses. “I really don’t want you freaking out. Do you promise you won’t freak out?”

“Babe, I’m gonna freak out because you’re tellin’ meh not to,” Harry counters. 

Babe, babe, babe. Why does he have to call her babe? She’s not his ‘babe’, he probably calls all of his girls ‘babe’. The stupid name makes her feel like she’s more than she is to him. “Is there something wrong with the baby?” He adds.

“Huh? No, no, the baby is fine,” Y/N assures, rubbing her hands over the bump. “The baby is…well…the baby is yours,” she says slowly. Unusual for Y/N as she would have sped through the sentence, making it nearly impossible to understand, however this statement is one that she only wanted to say once. Harry nearly chokes on his water. He holds the cup steadily, right by his lips, too stunned to move. His eyes are closed, brows knitted together, mind churning, processing the information Y/N just provided. It can’t be possible they always use protection, he’s always so careful. It doesn’t make sense, he has never been more confused.

“I’m sorry, what?” Harry asks.

Y/N shakes her head. “No, you heard me damn well, I am not saying it again.”

“W-why would you say I wouldn’t be in the baby’s life as much as you would want me to be?” Harry is frustrated, angry all over again, by this damn baby news. His nostrils flare, a sure fire sign of the pain he feels in his chest. He wants to be mad at Y/N, but he can’t be because he knows why she wasn’t honest in the first place. She has every right to be terrified, every right to believe Harry wouldn’t be around because he has never said otherwise. He blames himself for Y/N lying to him. He blames himself for never telling her how he really feels and how he only sleeps with other girls to get his mind off of Y/N. He doesn’t know if she feels the same way he does or if she even wants his help with this thing but he might as well be honest with her too. “I would drop everything for you and this baby, Y/N, God do you not know how much I love you? I. love. you. More than a best friend, I wanna be with you, wanna raise this baby with you.”

“Oh my God,” is all Y/N can muster out. “Harry, how was I supposed to any of this when all you wanted me for was sex? Jesus, Harry have you ever thought with your head instead of your dick? I’ve waited years for you to say those words and when you first said you wanted something more from me I thought you wanted my love but I settled for the sex because I supposed that was a way for me to feel close to you. I can’t believe I let you put me through the shit that you did. I mean shit you didn’t even know you were putting me through… “ she finally takes a breath.

Harry thinks it’s his turn to speak. "Y/N, I-”

“No, I’m not finished. I’ve been playing this game with you for too long. Harry, I’m so exhausted, I’m so done and I just- I just want to-” Y/N doesn’t finish her thought, she just lays her head in Harry’s lap, tears finally making their way down her cheeks.

“Cry?” Harry finishes for her. She nods and he strokes her hair, twisting a few strands when he feels like it. “I’m sorry. I know tha’s a crap answer, but I’m sorry. And I love you. I get scared, you know? But I suppose with you, I shouldn’t be. You’re my best friend and now you’re carrying my fucking baby, I should be able to tell you everything.”

Y/N sniffles. “Mhm.” Her eyes are closed. She’s feeling oh, so tired, but also safe where she is. A feeling she only feels when she’s with Harry.

“You tired, love?”

Y/N nods again. “And I love you, too.”

Harry chuckles slightly. “I know you do, you tell me everyday.” Y/N shakes her head this time.

“No, I mean like, I love you more than a best friend,” she repeats Harry’s words.

He smiles at this. A bubbling in his tummy erupts, his heart beats against his chest just a little harder. “’M gonna be a father,” Harry states. “"Nd I’m gonna be you’re husband one day. Jus’ wait, love.”


masterlist • also idk if I’m changing up the format of my posts,,, i really don’t know what I’m doing  

Riverdale dream

Request: can i have a jughead imagine in which the reader, a river vixen, is dating jughead in secret and it slips as she defends him when reggie claims he isn’t getting laid. thank you! :)

A/N: i love jughead.  so much.

See more of my stuff here

Word count: 629 words

Warnings: cursing

Originally posted by mieczyslwstilinski

You didn’t know how to explain it.  You and Jughead just matched so well for one another.  By no means were you a popular kid, but you weren’t the self-induced outcast that Jughead was.  

“Are you embarrassed by me?” You asked him one day after another conversation about whether or not you should tell people about relationship.

“No, Y/N.  Of course I’m not embarrassed by you.  If anything I think you should be embarrassed by me,” he almost whispered the last part, but you caught it.  

“Juggy,” you sighed.  “Why would I ever be embarrassed by you?”

“Just, you have what most people in Riverdale want,” he murmured.  “You’ve got all the football friends, you’ve got a killer wardrobe, and you’ve got your grades in check.  People look at you, and they think, ah, one day she’ll come back to Riverdale and raise a sweet family with a jock! Not, she’ll be starving in New York with her writer boyfriend.  That’s why.”

“But you know that’s not what I want.” Shaking your head in confusion you looked up to him.  “You know damn well I don’t care about any of that shit.”

“I know… but I figured maybe you’d want to wait until you’re out of high school for that to be common knowledge.” The crinkle between your eyes melted back into the rest of your face, frown slowly dissipating.  “See?  I know you.”

“Jug, you don’t understand,” you frowned again.  “I wish I could be like you so bad.”

“But you’re scared,” he answered for you.  “I get it.”

“You’re just… so comfortable with your role in Riverdale.  I guess I just don’t know where I fit…” Your eyes left his, falling to your hands.

“You fit here,” he mumbled, pulling you into a hug, chin resting against your head.

The next day you were in the lounge, going over class notes with Betty to make sure you understood everything that had been covered.  Jughead was leaning next to the vending machine where he was often.  You caught his subtle wink, smiling and shaking your head before looking back to your notes.  

Everything was normal.  However, “normal” included Reggie being a complete asshole.  He was talking about who killed Jason, again.  

“I mean, the cops have looked right past him, but I’m still convinced it was Jughead.  He’s the only one who makes sense,” Reggie theorized.  

“The way you cope with death is really something special, Reggie,” you bit, surprising most people in the room.  Generally you’d just let him go, but today was not one of those days.

“Whoa, who gave you a mouth, Y/N?” Reggie joked, and while you could tell he was being playful, you couldn’t help the rising anger in your gut.

“Sorry, but when you use an exceptionally lower number of your burnt out brain cells when you talk, it puts mine at risk,” you avoided his surprised eyes.  

“Okay, but tell me you don’t agree?” You rolled your eyes again.  “Hell, maybe it was a whole elaborate scheme.   Kill Jason to leave Cheryl vulnerable, then pounce.  Then maybe he’d get some ass for once.”

You audibly scoffed, his eyes falling on your surprised.  “Funny Reggie.  You’ve got a hell of a lot of friends, but you don’t know how to read a single one of them.”  All the eyes on the room fell on you, now.  

“What do you mean?” You made firm eye contact with Reggie.  You watched as his face fell slack in realization.  “You’re kidding.”  Not a word from you.  “You and… him?” He looked to Jughead, who was giving you a similar look to Reggie.

“Damn straight,” you stated firmly, grabbing your stuff and standing.  Tugging Jughead along by the sleeve, you left them all behind.  

I like me better with you - Sirius Black x Reader

Requested by @claireisreallynotonfire : a sirius x reader where sirius is kind of like james where he is constantly asking the reader to go out with him, calling her darling love and babe, and just in general pining after her but she always says no bc he’s notorious for sleeping around and one day he gets so jealous bc she’s hanging around another guy and he just walks up to her and says he’s done being a manwhore bc he’s in love and fluff ensues. and if your cool with it being all from sirius pov that’s great thx love
Hi, love! Well, it’s not exactly from his pov but it does focus on him. 
Warnings:My English, swearing(?)
Gifs aren’t mine/ Credits to their original owners.

“Why are you following me?” she finally asked him.
“People told me to follow my dreams” he answered nonchalantly. She wanted to facepalm. He was being honest but the girl never knew. It was strange for him. To be obsessed with one girl. He was a lady’s man-never said no to anyone. This time-this time it was different. He blamed it on the fact that she was the only one to deny his charms. Lily didn’t count. She was the real deal.
“Come on, love! Go out on an ate with me. I’ll give the d later” he remarked. Her eyebrows shot up to the skies. Oh, Great, Fuck. I messed it up again. She just walked away without even looking at him. He thought he had lost the chance. Little did he know that she was drunk on him. She had this huge crush on him since forever-but he was the infamous Sirius Black. He slept with a different girl every other night. She didn’t want to be one of many. So, she kept everything hidden.
“One day, babe! One day!” He exclaimed after her. James laughed. Well, he was no better.
“You-both of you- are pathetic” Remus stated while he was trying to balance a book mid- air and write down notes simultaneously. Of course, it didn’t work out. The book fell down and landed on the grass, messing up his notes, spilling the ink all over them and leaving a frustrated Remus to clean up. His friends eyed him curiously.
“I don’t know about him, but I am not pathetic” Sirius said mockingly. Remus rolled his eyes. James placed a hand over his heart pretending to be insulted by his friend as he plopped beside Remus.
“You are exactly like James. Drooling over Y/N. She is your Lily. Admit it Pads!” Remus commented rather amused. The famous player was now fawning over one girl.
“She is lovely” Peter said in a haze and Sirius clenched his jaw. Hey, wait. Why is that bothering me? Nah, she is just one more girl.

“Roses are red, violets are blue, lava is hot and so are you” he sang-said to her. She shot her head and tried to hide her blush.
“Violets are purple, so, technically, shod off” she stated with a grin plaster on her face. She really liked him. But no. The other three Marauders were smiling knowingly. Their friend was smitten. He was so dense to his own feelings. It was so obvious to everyone but them, that they were both in love with each other.
“Go out with me and I will” he asked her for the 54th time that week. And it hit him. He was acting like James. It frightened him, but for some reason, his heart was pounding in his chest with excitement.
“Thank you, no, thank you” she replied and returned to the conversation that was held by her friends.
“Come on!” he tried again. He was very persistent. She snapped her head towards him.
“What? Not enough girls in the school?” she questioned while she was glaring at him.
“They don’t mean anything” he said casually but regretted it deeply. She was frowning. That was exactly what she wanted to avoid. To be his next meaningless one night stand. She liked her heart whole. No, it wasn’t that. She just didn’t want to be broken by him.
“Great. Ask me again when you’re done being the basic bitch” she said furiously. He was a bit hurt.

It was late. Everybody was asleep. Well, almost. Sirius Black was staring at the ceiling. For a good two hours. He was consumed with thoughts. Was he treating girls that bad? He didn’t do it on purpose. He really thought that things could work out and one of the at least, last longer. Like-a relationship. But they never did. And he was never that sad. But he didn’t think about their feelings. Were they really that hurt?
Oh, and her face. Her face was stuck in his mind. Those big, judgy, pure eyes.
“This isn’t the same, is it?” he heard James asking him. He sat up on his bed with his back on the headboard and his head lowered. James knew.
“I don’t know, Prongs” he answered sincerely. He didn’t know how to feel. He couldn’t understand his own damn feelings.
“She is your Lily” James simply stated. The truth was, James had never seen his best friend so caught up. So hooked and confused. Sirius Black had fallen in love. He was awful at handling it, though. He would say the wrong thing, the wrong time. Sirius groaned in annoyance.
“What do I do?” he asked… no one in particular.
“Talk to her. You know, without being an ass” Remus responded. His friends had woken him up. He felt a bit sorry for Sirius. He hadn’t felt like this before, so naturally, he wasn’t handling things very well.
“But she hates me” he whispered. He didn’t really believe that but he knew that she didn’t particularly like him either. At least, that was what he thought.
“You haven’t seen the way she looks at you when you are not looking. It’s the same way you look at her when she is not looking” James said confidently. He knew that, like Lily, she was afraid to reveal her emotions. And he got it. As did Sirius.
“Whatever. Go to sleep”.

Sirius hadn’t planned to do anything. He wouldn’t have acted the way he did. If only that Prewett wasn’t flirting with her. He was fuming, trying to hide it. After a while, he wasn’t even mad. He was jealous. But let’s take it from the start.
He hadn’t forgotten about the last nights’ talk, or rather how he got lectured by his friends. He, however, had pushed it aside. It was a nice, warm day. He was in a good mood. When he walked into the Great Hall he was starving as he was a ‘growing boy’ as he had put it.
He went to sit next to the girl who was driving him crazy but that seat was already taken. By Fabian Prewett. And that git was flirting with her. The worst part was that she flirted back and laughed and looked… happy. Not annoyed or confused or about to throw something at his head. He knew his friends were about to say something, and that’s why he sat down, away from the ‘lovebirds’, but close enough to eavesdrop. He knew it was low, but he couldn’t help it.
“Padfoot, what are you doing?” Remus reprimanded him. He wanted to answer but he heard her laughter. She was laughing. Even though that sound was his favorite, he hated that he wasn’t the one causing it. He clenched his jaw-he wouldn’t do anything stupid. His temper-let’s be honest here… it was jealousy-took a toll on him.
He stood up abruptly, not really thinking about the possible consequences, and walked towards her.
“Could you, please, stop that?” he asked with a sour expression. He wouldn’t admit it to ANYONE but it hurt him. Deeply. So, that’s how it feels. Being hurt by the one you want to make happy. It sucks.
“Stop what?” she asked genuinely bewildered. Why couldn’t she just see it?
“Flirting with her” he spat at Fabian even though it wasn’t him who had previously talked.
“Is it bothering you?” Fabian asked him teasingly.  Fabian knew about his not-so-little crush on the girl beside him. As he knew about hers as well.
“Yes! It is! VERY MUCH” he exclaimed before he could’ve stopped his mouth. She was shocked. Fabian was smirking, whispering a ‘my job here is done’ as he returned his attention to the plate in front of him. The Marauders were a bit taken aback but smiling. Lily was too. But she knew.
“What?” she softly questioned, not believing any of it.
“I am in love with you” he whispered-yelled at her, gaining the attention of the entire school. Even McGonagall was looking.
“I have been in love with you for a while now. I know you probably don’t feel the same- and you shouldn’t, really. I am aware of my… reputation. And you were right. I never thought about the other person’s feelings but I didn’t do it on purpose. But I am done. Please, just go out with me. Once. I promise I’ll make it good”. He confessed. He didn’t know where that kind of strength had come from-he didn’t really care. He felt good after saying what he wanted to.
“Aren’t you the persistent one?” she playfully asked him after she had made up her mind. His heart dropped and he lowered his head. She didn’t feel the same.  It’s cool. I just have to regain my composure. Before he knew it, she had gotten up and slammed her lips to his.
He had dreamt of this moment soo many times. Each time, felt so good but the reality was-sublime. Everything about her.
His hands wrapped her waist and pulled her closer-so close, that you wouldn’t find an inch separating them, even if you searched. Her hands flew to his neck, slightly tugging his long, dark locks.
His lips felt like hell to her. Her lips felt like heaven to him. They were so caught up in the moment- Merlin, they both wanted to do that for a while now- that James had to place his hand on his shoulder. He stepped back, a bit annoyed and breathless. Great. I forgot to breathe. The things this girl is doing to me.
“Yes, I will go out with you” she said giggling. He became weak at the knees and reached for her hand. He reached for her hand. He wasn’t the same person. He was different. And it felt good.
“So, Lily… go out with me?” James asked with a smirk on his face.

DEGRASSI SEASON THREE IS ACTUALLY ONE OF THE BEST SEASONS OF A SHOW I HAVE EVER WATCHED ! So intense yet lighthearted and just so real - its beginning to give Skins, Skam, etc. a run for their money again. Everything in just ten episodes proves what wonders being picked up by Netflix has done for the show. Pointers ….


 - Lola and the Gamer Club was so unexpected but so great

- Lola and Yael’s friendship was so amazing and one of the best female friendships to be portrayed on Degrassi IMO. Similar to that between Gamer Club and Lola, they’re such an unlikely pairing but Yael’s support towards Lola and her abortion during episode eight killed me, it was so beautiful

- Grace and Jonah are also one of my favourite friendships on the show bar the fact that I am receiving vibes that replicate season two Grace and Zig. Pleassssse just let there a be a bloody platonic friendship between a guy and a girl, Degrassi, plssss I beg


- I just really love how every character was depicted as so flawed and problematic yet loving and full of worth this season, it was so wonderful to see and it kind of gives hope watching. I’ve more confidence in myself and others after watching ? 

- The writing was A***** this season. I cannot find a way to criticise it really. Also, A**** writing. Eric, Olivia and Ana all need some kind of recognition after their time on the show following their exits next season - such incredible actors//actresses 

- The refugee plot was so so amazing and I really hope that the information we learn about Rasha and Saad’s backgrounds gives some insight to or a change of heart in anyone watching who has a negative outlook on the refugee crisis. Also, I love how Rasha is a refugee from Syria, muslim and gay, it was just incredible 

- I almost cried watching Zoe come out after watching her so clearly struggle in the past few seasons and it broke me when she moved in with Grace after being kicked out by her homophobic a*s of a mom. Zoe’s come such a long way - like, can we just see her happy now, or ? Also, can I just say that Zasha are one of my otps ? Coool (other two are Hael and Fronah.)

- Goldi’s plot !!!!!!! Her character development is ace and I just love how imperfect she can be but how she learns so much. Also, as somebody who cannot stand religion, I couldn’t help but admire and respect how dedicated she CHOOSES to be to her faith. Also, when she supported Rasha coming out YASSSSS 

- MAYAAAA MY BBY MAYA ! Her plot struck too many chords and it all made so much sense. In reality, Maya has been a ticking time-bomb for such a long time; she had to boil over at some point. Every tiny aspect of every one of her seasons was so important and poignant. It was kind of nice for her to have a happy ending for once. Also, they better not revert back to her old look next season - HECK NO, KEEP THAT CURLING TONG AWAY !

- We finally got an insight into Esme’s background ! Esme is one of those characters who’s problematic behaviour is sometimes too regular for me to understand or accept but after those final scenes in episode ten, wow ! Esme is going to NEED to have a more prominent role in season four - Chelsea really stole that episode as such a capable actress.

- Lola’s abortion storyline was flawless, it couldn’t have been done any better. It really was the best depiction of abortion in both literature and TV/film that I have come across or heard of. Everything from discovering that she had been taking the pill the wrong way to Yael telling her that she was coming to the appointment. The procedure scene was so so vital and important plus the interaction with the doctor was brilliantly written. I also thought that it was so important that Lola was the pregnant girl in that storyline after being fobbed off as the ‘bimbo’ for song long. Manny Santos-development vibes, yass !

- Episode five was probably my favourite episode this season. It ticked every box with both comedy and addressing the pressures and expectations of sexual behaviour and thoughts on both men and women. I had me both in stitches and in awe like IS THIS EVEN REAL 

- I enjoyed Lola and Miles’s platonic relationship so I was a little disappointed when they ‘hooked up’, especially since both are so often depicted as promiscuous and without a conscience. Oh, well. But besides that, I did love how supportive they were towards one another.

- Grace is making me so upset, ohmygosh, episode seven. No words. I was so glad that she changed her mind.

- Well, we can finally understand why Baaz acts like such a d*ck - he is insecure ! That scene where he is basically admitting to being jealous of Hunter was beautifully done and even more so when Hunter let him win the eh, ‘measuring’ contest.


- I haven’t really thought much about the Tristan in a coma storyline yet. I’m not sure how I feel about it uh


- Did everyone glow up this season or what ?!?!?!?!?!! Especially Hunter and Maya - DAMN ! In the early seasons of Next Generation, the then-cast apparently used to wear their own clothes in scenes rather than outfits from a wardrobe especially curated for their characters. It seems as if the current cast and crew are heading back this way (only have to look at Reiya and Hunter’s hair, plus Lola and Maya’s hair and outfits.) which I looove - realistic looks and all that.


 - Saad’s camera ? Where can I get it ? Pls ? Someone ?

- “You know what they say …. Big feet …” This show, I can’t handle it ohmygosh, bless the Gamer Club YES 

- Yael and Hunter are the cutest, I love them both as friends and a romantic pairing and I really love how the show are portraying their difficulties in finding a balance ! Also, we really saw a softer side to both of them and they’re just ahhhhh

- TWIN TIME ! TWIN TIME ! TWIN TIME ! We need more twin time and Hollingsworth sibling scenes in general 

- Am I the only one who was delighted that there was no sign of the Hollingsworth parents this season ?


- Hunter’s hair and Jonah’s hair and guyliner ayyyyyy

- YAEL IS SUCH AN AMAZING CHARACTER ! I love how they included the ‘girl on girl hate’ ‘I’m not like other girls’ kind of thing and how she realised how in the wrong she was. Also, she has no chill ! The measuring scenes, omfg

- JONAH APPRECIATION ! How could anybody hate this smol bean ?

- Is Winston still only here for comedy, or ? Come on, lads !

- Degrassi incorporating such healthy discussions on attitudes towards sex, death, etc. is just the best. BRINGING IT BACK TO THE OLD SEASONS, AYY !

- will the writers give Frankie a break omfg this girl needs decent development !!! Character development !!! Where u at 

- Zoe’s mom just needs to stahp.

okay i should probably stahp now

“I told you to be careful.” (Ethan)

Requested by anonymous: “y/n is dating ethan and grayson is y/n’s best friend and gray and y/n were play fighting but he ended up actually hurting her on accident and ethan was super upset.”


*Ethan’s POV*

“What the hell are you two doing? I can’t focus with all this noise.” I asked as I walked out of the camera room to find (Y/N) and Grayson play fighting.

“I asked Grayson to teach me some wrestling moves. I would’ve asked you, but I didn’t want to interrupt you while you were editing.” (Y/N) explained.

“Well, Gray, try not to hurt her. I do like her in one piece.” I said as I went back to editing.

I sat at the computer for about twenty minutes and all was quiet before I heard a loud scream.

“What happened?” I asked as I ran over to (Y/N) and Grayson.

“I can’t move.” (Y/N) whimpered as tears fell out of her eyes.

“Grayson, what the hell did you do?” I asked as he just sat there and kept apologizing. 

“My shoulder, it’s my shoulder. It hurts so bad, I think it’s broken. Baby, please, do something.” (Y/N) said through her teeth. 

“C’mon, let’s get you to the emergency room.” I said as Grayson and I lifted her up. We got her in the car and drove to the 24-hour emergency room that was by the house. There weren’t that many people there, so we were seen pretty quickly.

(Y/N) explained everything to the doctor and then went off to get x-rayed.

“What did you do?” I asked Grayson as we sat in the examination room, waiting for (Y/N).

“Everything just happened so fast. I was going to pin her, then I slipped and fell on top of her. And I guess I landed on her shoulder.” Grayson explained.

“I told you to be careful. You know you’re like fifty times bigger than her.” I said, not looking up from the floor.

“Ethan, how many more times do I need to apologize? I didn’t break her shoulder on purpose.” He said. Just then, the doctor came back in with (Y/N) in a sling and her x-rays in his hand.

“Well, luckily it’s not broken, just dislocated.” He said as we looked at the x-rays. “You’re gonna have to wear a sling for about two weeks, and I’m gonna prescribe some pain killers, something a bit more than just an over the counter aspirin. Put some ice on it as soon as you get home. Not too much movement in the first couple of days, but towards the end of the week, try to mobilize it as much as you can handle.” The doctor explained.

Once we were able to leave, we went to the drug store to pick up (Y/N)’s medicine and then headed home.

“Well, it’s been a very long night, you probably wanna get up to bed.” I said to (Y/N).

“Yes, I am very tired. I’ll meet you upstairs.” (Y/N) said as she kissed my cheek.

“I’ll be up in a minute. I’ll bring you some ice and a glass of water.” I said as she walked upstairs.

“Hey, E, again, I’m really sorry about everything.” Grayson said.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry for being so upset. I was just, scared that it was gonna be something really bad.” I said.

“It’s okay, I understand. Well, I’m gonna head up to bed. I’ll see you in the morning. Apologize to (Y/N) once more for me.” He said.

“I will.” I said. I walked off to the kitchen to get (Y/N) some ice and water, then headed upstairs to check on her.

“I’m not gonna be able to sleep.” She said, sitting up as soon as I walked in.

“What?” I asked as I walked over to her, placing the ice pack on her shoulder and wrapping it up with an ace bandage.

“This sling is so damn annoying. I can’t lay on my busted arm, and when I lay on my other side, my busted arm lays on me and is heavy on my stomach.” She whined.

“You’ll be alright. Take your medicine so your shoulder doesn’t swell.” I said as I kissed her forehead. “Oh, and Grayson wanted me to apologize for him again.” I added. She smiled up at me and laid back down.

“Baby, are you mad?” She asked as I got into the bed with her.

“No. Why would I be mad?” I asked.

“You just seemed upset with everything while we were at the emergency room. Especially at Grayson. I don’t wanna be the reason you two are in a fight.” She said.

“We’re not in a fight. I was just worried that you were actually gonna be broken. But, you’re not, and everything is okay. I’m not mad. Now, get some sleep.” I said, kissing her forehead and turning out the light. We laid there in the silence before (Y/N) spoke again.

“You know what else sucks?” She asked.

“What?” I asked, curious to hear what she was about to say.

“We can’t spoon comfortably for the next two weeks.” She said.

“Well, no. But I can snuggle into your side, lay my head on your good shoulder, and you can run your fingers through my hair, which you know helps me fall asleep.” I joked.

“Oh, yay. At least one of us gets to sleep comfortably.” She laughed.

“Good night (Y/N). I love you.” I said.

“I love you too. Good night baby.”

anonymous asked:

ok but imagine modern Bellamy that's a history prof and owns a local book shop and has like seven dogs

this became a prompt idk if it is what you intended but i just had to.

The first time Bellamy meet Clarke he’s out with his dogs. He catches her stealing several glances his way. Feeling bold for once, he says “Can’t look away from these dashing looks, uh?” and he gestures to himself. By chance the cute blonde smirks and he can’t help but feeling smug about making her smile.

“I was staring at the dogs,” she says while nodding to them at his feet.

He looks down and remembers that he has seven dogs and that people tend to find it weird, for some reason.

“Oh” is all he can say and he blushes, mentally cursing himself for flirting with a girl in a dog park. She’s still smiling though.

“The good looks are helping though,” she says showing her notebook.

He takes it a sign to come sit next to her on the bench. She opens the page she was working on and he can see himself with his dogs on paper, a pencil drawing. She’s talented. He clears his throat a little.

“Um, that’s good.”

“Thanks. I thought so too.”

She’s bright and lovely.

He doesn’t really know how to keep the conversation going but she seems fine with staring at him and he can’t help but stare back. While he’s a little uncomfortable about it, she studies him without shame.

“So.” He stretches his legs. “You often come to the dog park?”

“I like to draw here.”

“I never saw you here.” And he blushes more because it feels more like an admission than anything else.

She shrugs and just says: “I moved here not long ago.”

He hums in answer and takes a look at his dogs.

“I expect you come here a lot?”

He chuckles. “Yeah. Seven dogs.”

“That’s some Robin Scherbatsky’s shit.”

He laughs more and when he’s recovered: “Hope I won’t fall for a Ted Mosby.”

She nods. “That would be a shame, really.” She looks at his dogs too and his heart does a funny thing. “So, how did you end up with seven dogs? Not that it’s bad or anything. Just-”

“Weird,” he supplies.

“I was going to say ‘a lot’ but yeah,” she grins.

“I always loved dogs, I had two first because I live alone and it was good company. One of my friends moved away and let me hers because I was the only one in our group friends capable of taking care of animals. I ended up with my ex’s after we broke up, but I can’t even remember why. I found a lost one and I couldn’t not take her. And when my sister’s dog got her litter I just got two because I already had five, so why the hell not?”

She’s silent for a moment and he fears he bored her to death. He’s about to say she did ask for the story when she speaks again.

“And you live in town?”

“Um yeah. I have a pretty big house with a yard and everything. The dogs aren’t too unhappy I think.”

“They don’t seem so,” she says, her voice soft, just as one of the dog jumps and licks his hands.

“Want me to introduce you to them?”

She looks at him through her eyelashes and she’s beautiful.

“Yeah I’d love that.”

He turns to his dogs again and blushes when he calls them “Poseidon, Artemis, Hades, Hermes, Demeter, Athena, Persephone!” He needed a theme.

“Wow, nerd,” she laughs.

“Shut up.”


When he sees her for the second time it’s the start of the school year and he’s meeting with a new student’s foster mother. He’s working on his lesson plans when he hears a small knock on the door of his office.

“Enter,” he calls.

“Mister Blake, thank you for meeting with me.”

He gets up to greet her and when she turns after closing the door he recognizes her. She must recognize him too because she lets out a small “oh”.

“Hello.” And he fucking waves like an idiot.

She bites her lips to keep herself from laughing and it makes him more comfortable for some reason.

“Hi. Um, take a seat, please.”

“Thanks.” And she sits in front of him.

She smirks a little and he doesn’t know where to begin.

“I understand better the nerd dogs’ names now.”

He shrugs, used to this kind of jokes.

“I had to.”

“Obviously.” And they’re staring at each other again. He clears his throat.

“Shall we begin?”

“Yeah. Of course. I’m Clarke.”

He takes the hand she’s presenting.

“Bellamy Blake, I teach History.”

“I know.” She wears a small smile that got his heart melting a little. He smiles back because he’s incapable of not doing so.

“You’re here to talk about… Madi? Is that right?”

“Yeah Madi… I don’t really know how to start…”

“Don’t worry, just say what you feel is important.”

She takes a deep breath. “Okay. She never knew her father. Her mother raised till she was eight and then died from overdose.”

It hits him, the story a little too close to his, but he doesn’t say anything.

“She’s been living with her grandmother for a while and it was good from what I heard but she was an old woman and soon she didn’t have the strength to take care of Madi. She ended up in foster care. She’s been with me for a little over a year now. And it’s been… okay, I think. I don’t want to say good.” She has a nervous chuckle. And Bellamy resists the urge to take her hand in his. “We lived in a big city before we moved here but I thought a small town would be better for her.”

He hums and lets her continue.

“She’s a great child. Really she is. She just had a shitty childhood.”

And once again he can picture himself twelve years ago.

“She’s smart but doesn’t like school, of course. She had to leave school for a year so she’s older than her classmates this year. I don’t know if it’s going to be fine…” She bites her lips and adds, “History is her least favorite subject.”

He can’t help but smile at this.

“Have you ever met someone history was theirs favorite subject?” She relaxes at his joke and it’s what he was going for so he smiles more broadly. “Clarke… Can I call you ‘Clarke’?” She nods. “Clarke, I’m going to be honest with you. I never knew my father, my mother had a drug problem and died from it when I was 15. My sister and I went in different foster houses. I know this shit.”

She seems profoundly relieved that this.

“I’ll take care of Madi the best I can. I know how to deal with teenagers.”

Her relief is written on her smile and it’s blinding. He will see more of Clarke Griffin, for sure.


He expects to see more of her at school, for parents’ meetings and stuff but she comes to his bookstore the following week and he has to go see her. She’s looking at a book in the classic section and he might fall in love with her already.

He comes behind her and takes a look over her shoulder. She mustn’t have sense him come because she jumps when he says: “I would recommend this book.”

She turns and takes him in.

“Don’t come behind people’s back like this!”

He laughs. “Hi Clarke.”

“Mister Blake.”


“Bellamy,” she corrects and smiles.

“We have to stop meeting like this.”

“Like what?”

“Unplanned.” It’s bold but he feels pretty confident. She laughs so it can’t be that bad.

“Wow. Smooth.”

He grins, a little smug about making her laugh.

“You have some game for a nerd.”


She smirks and every damn look is a good look on her, it’s frustrating.

“So, this is a good book?”

“Don’t change the subject, Clarke, I’m waiting for apologies.”

“I said you had game I don’t see any offense in this,” she says a little too falsely innocent.

“Get out of my bookstore, you’re banned.”

She blinks. “Your bookstore?”

He frowns, not understanding her surprise. “Yeah?”

“Aren’t you a teacher?”

“Well I also own this bookstore.” He shrugs like it’s not a big deal.

She hums. “You’re quite a catch, Bellamy Blake.”

He starts blushing when Miller calls for him “Blake, stop flirting I need your help here!” And that would make his cheeks fully red.

He lets out an awkward “sorry” and goes to see Miller but Clarke follows him. He can’t say he minds.

They come to the counter and Miller doesn’t even glance at them.

“Clarke, this is Miller. I work in the bookstore Saturdays and during school vacations and he takes over during the week. The books are the only company he can stand.

“Fuck you, Blake. You done with the flirting? We need to put the new books on the shelfs.”

“He’s not done with the flirting actually,” Clarke says and she takes his hand too and he might die from happiness really.

Miller glares at him, staring right into his eyes. He huffs and rolls his eyes and goes through the back door to the reserve.

Bellamy turns to Clarke, not letting go of her hand.

“Sorry he’s pretty grumpy.”

“Oh I didn’t notice.”

He smiles and looks down at her.

“I fear I gave all I got in my game.”

He swallows when she links her hands behind his neck.

“Good thing I have a pretty great game too then.”

“Yeah. Good thing.” And he leans down to capture her lips with his.


Happy birthday @snogfairy <3<3<3 Have a lovely rest of your day!

Lucy wakes up confused and warm, her head aching with what she already knows is a nasty hangover. Groaning, she rolls over, nearly falling off the couch. She catches herself at the last second, swearing under her breath before sitting up. She sniffs, squinting at the harsh light of the morning sun, and frowns when she hears something sizzling. Curious, Lucy wonders is Cana stayed the night, considering she always ends up on the couch when that happens. Lucy stands on wobbly legs, making her way to the kitchen slowly, grumbling to herself about never drinking again.

It’s not Cana in the kitchen.

Lucy freezes at the threshold, blinking rapidly when she notices a man standing in front of her stove. His back is to Lucy, and it’s a very nice, well-muscled back. Her eyes trace his form, a brow quirking when she sees pink hair something dark poking through the strands. He hums to himself and Lucy shakes her head, amused to see her supposed one-night-stand cooking breakfast.

She’s about to call out to him when she notices a weird, circular shape on her kitchen floor, chalk smeared across the tiles. Now that she’s looking, she can see that her kitchen is an absolute disaster. There’s a large crack in her table and one of the chairs is laying in a pile, completely splintered.

What the fuck?

Mystery man turns around, smiling when he sees her. “Mornin’, Sunshine!” he greets, grin revealing a row of wicked, sharp teeth. Lucy glances down at his toned chest, gaze following the outline of his stomach muscles. He clears his throat suddenly, and Lucy’s eyes snap back up. He quirks a brow and that’s when Lucy notices the spiraled horns poking out from his messy hair.

Is that some kind of roleplay thing? Did she bring home some guy with a fantasy kink?

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Dive Part 1

Photo creds to @levitann on tumblr


Jungkook x reader

Warnings: Smut, strong language,

Subject: Smut, Angst

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Anonymous said to :

I would like to make a request and I wish you can make it a series. BTS- Jungkook. Smut- it doesn’t matter, anything does it. Angst- 3 (he uses you but you catch feelings and because of it you don’t seem to notice he’s using you, until one day.) sorry if that doesn’t makes sense. AU- 2,5 and you can make something on your own too. I JUST REALLY LOVE ANGST, SO PLEASE MAKE PURE ANGST OUT OF IT, I AM FEELING SAD THESE DAYS, I LIKE TO CRY! 😊😊😙😙😍


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Love Potion

Day One

8:24 AM

This is so not worth the hundred bucks I’m getting paid to do this. I hate you Gus. I fucking hate you. Now for the serious part of this ‘scientific’ journal.

My name is Brian Vance. I’m seventeen years old and a junior in high school. I’m a virgin (is this really necessary Gus) and I’ve never been on a date in my life. The closest I got to a date was to asking my eighth grade crush on a date. She said yes, but stood me up. Who’s surprised?

Gus Katsoros is the 'scientist’ who concocted the 'Love Potion’. It comes in a cologne and drinkable form, supposedly helps you secrete natural pheromones to attract the opposite sex. I am one of three guys using both the cologne and the drink. I will be using the cologne and drinking one ounce of the Love Potion before I go to school, and at night will be drinking another ounce of the Love Potion before I go to bed. I’ll be doing that, now.

Ugh! Gus. If you’re going to label something a 'Love Potion’, don’t make it taste like mud. For the final product, for the love of god, add some honey or sugar. Hell, high fructose corn syrup, whatever gets the job done! Just don’t. Make it taste like dirt. The cologne ain’t so bad though. Smells like it tastes, which it makes a much better scent than taste. Off to school.

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Monsta X Reaction to You Having Sex w/ Another Member Before Your Relationship w/ Them.


Originally posted by officialmonstaxmemes

After dating Hyungwon for a while, and you revealed your previous sexual relationship with another member, he would take it pretty well. He believes that the past is in the past and it shouldn’t have any current affect on your relationship with him. However, that doesn’t stop him from giving the member you had sex with a death glare every now and then. Sometimes he would think about what the two of you did, and would feel jealous and would over think, believing that every little action made by the other member was a pass at you. You would be there to remind him that it was a long time and you had no interest in doing that ever again.

“You know, he smiled at you earlier. I think he wants you.”


Originally posted by garisanee

Shownu would not like it at all. He would try to forget it, but he would be reminded that it happened when he saw the member around you. He would go jealous boyfriend mode, and would snatch you away from them, or stand/sit in between the two of you.

“Stand right here, next to me. Away from him. Now.”


Originally posted by monsta-x-cuties

Wonho most likely wouldn’t care. He’s cheeky and he would probably ask the other member what it was like to be with you, to see if their experience differs from his own. He would probably ask you if you wanted to have a threesome. 

“You, me, and him. Let’s go. RighNao, aha”


Originally posted by monbeboo

I doubt that Jooheon would be “just fine” with it. He would attempt to play it off like it didn’t matter to him. But deep down, he would always feel a bit uneasy about leaving the two of you alone together. He would try not to act outrageously whenever you two had contact, in fear of losing you, but he would most DEFINITELY have a few words for that member. He wouldn’t stay silent, and would probably pull that member to the side and give them a fair warning.

“If you even THINK about doing that with her again, I can promise you a hospital visit, understand?”


Originally posted by spookihyun

Kihyun would have very difficult time understanding. He would most likely repress the thought completely. He wouldn’t care that it happened a long time ago; in his mind, it didn’t happen at all. 

“You slept with who three years ago???”


Originally posted by themonbebewhostolemyramyun

Changkyun don’t give a damn. What you did back then was what you did. He’s got a few skeletons in his closet as well, so you having sex with a member prior to your relationship with him is child’s play. He won’t let it be a detriment to the relationship he has with you currently.

“And you’re telling me that, becauuusssee??”


Originally posted by kihqun

You can expect this look from him whenever you and the member you slept with are near one another. He would loudly interject into any conversation that occurred between the two of you. He would not give a damn. There is no such thing as privacy or personal space when you were near that member. 

“So what are we talkin’ about over here, guys?”

Requested by Anon! 👢


anonymous asked:

How would the crew react to the Pathfinder referring to them as a family member in a genuine, heartfelt way?


  • Is Ryder trying to make her cry? Because that’s exactly what she’s going to do. Or, she’ll pull herself back at the last moment, but they can totally see how glassy her eyes are as she lets out a very quiet, startled Thank you, and excuses herself from the room so she can have her emotional moment elsewhere. Her family is long gone, and it’s been ages since she’s even had someone she thought of as a friend. She would have been content to count Ryder as just that, but this? This means more to her than she could ever express.


  • Quietly touched, and like Cora, clearly getting a bit choked up but unwilling to actually get emotional. Afterall, it’s only been her and Sid for so long, and it’s been hard for her since becoming the sole adult for both of them to actually open up and trust someone. She’s happy, though, she really is, and every time she thinks about it (at least a hundred times that week alone) she’ll start smiling all over again. 


  • Probably the most startled out of the bunch, if we’re being honest. Sure, she’s gotten better at them, but emotional entanglements still freak her out quite a bit. So she, for once, doesn’t know what to say when Ryder tells her how important she is (they expected as much, with Peebee being Peebee). It takes her a few days o fully process it and understand, but once she does, she’s so on board, and makes sure Ryder knows that they’re equally as important to her. 


  • Well damn, Ryder, it took them long enough to come around. Drack just laughs and gives them a good-natured thump on the back. He cares about them too, after all, ever since they wormed their way into his old Krogan heart. They get invited to do a special family bonding activity, which in this case is actually just Drack sharing his own private recipe for making bathtub hooch. Still, it’s weirdly sweet in its own way, even if the fumes from the concoction threaten to burn Ryder’s eyebrows off.  


  • It’s kind of bittersweet in his case. He misses his family he left behind something fierce, but at the same time, he’s glad he can count Ryder among them now too, especially after all they’ve been through together. Expect a pure, genuine hug out of this man, followed by him completely denying that he’s getting sappy about it (he is). 


  • He’s thrilled. Romanced or not, Ryder is his friend, and Jaal loves his friends dearly. The fact that Ryder considers them family, though? He’s over the moon. Angara tend to love big families, and he’s no exception. Plus, he sort of knew that after meeting his mother she’d end up adopting his human anyway, so it totally works in his mind. His hug is almost crushing, and their feet get lifted off the ground, but Ryder can feel the pure joy radiating off him and that makes the bruised ribs worth it. 
Don’t Look Back (ACOTAR AU) - Part 4

A/N: Bless Lucien Vanserra, that is all.

Summary: It’s senior year and everyone is fighting battles they do not want to face. Toxic relationships, conservative parents and alcohol are a bad mix. Quite frankly a recipe for disaster.

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Ines insisted that they eat dinner first before Rhys whisked Feyre away to study and then his mother actually winked at him. Rhys truly wanted to die, this was an exceptionally bad idea.

As they sat down to eat, his mother at the head of the table, while Feyre sat between Mor and Rhys on one side, and Lena sat between Cassian and Azriel on the other side, Rhys’ mother was asking Feyre questions she already knew the answers to considering Feyre was a daily conversation in the Spera household unbeknownst to her.

“What are you planning on taking at University?” Ines asked, at least she was acting normally now, but every now and again she would look at her son with a glint in her eye. Earlier, when Rhys was helping her make the final touches on dinner, she whispered, you two would make such beautiful babies.

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Awakened Chapter 3

Summary: You are the sister of Charles Xavier. You are part of the Avengers and dating Bucky Barnes. Unbeknownst to you Bucky is having an affair with Natasha. When you catch them in the act, things go downhill from there. You are a Mutant with similar powers to Jean, only with Immortality thrown in.

Pairings: Bucky x Reader, Bucky X Natasha, Logan Howlett X Reader

Warnings: Angst, Violence, Cheating, Feelings of worthlessness, Depression.

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The Freshman: Problematic Love Interests

So, ya’ll know how rough the last chapter of The Freshman was yesterday. Nearly everyone in the chapter was at their max level of craziness…particularly the love interests. In fact, I was so frustrated with some of their behaviors that I decided I had to get some things off my chest. Hence, this post came to be.

Forgive my snarkiness and general agitated tone here…I’m much less aggravated than I was last night. Let’s just be thankful I gave myself a day to relax before sharing these thoughts!

Okay, let’s get started. 

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Omg I’m sorry for taking so long to update. Classes started, it’s dificult to focus and I srsly didnt think this chapter was goign to end up being so long. But alas. I hope you all enjoy it!

a little warning: I wrote a little detailed description of food being eaten so if you are uncomfortable with it, you can skip it, it was mostly for laughs than anything.

Thanks to @lunalocura for being an amazing beta!

Summary: Chaos, besides its own natures, has a little order on it. Chaos, without order, leads to destruction itself. When the object holding the chaos of the world is damaged, maybe a little more than order is going to be needed to fix it. Abomination! AU


Chapter 4

When Ladybug dropped her transformation inside her room, it felt like as if another weight had been added to her shoulders. Eyes closed and fist clenched, she could feel the worried looks Tikki sent her, waiting patiently for her to speak, which didn’t help to diminish the bitter sensation in the pit of her stomach.  

Too many questions were forming inside her head, bubbling, boiling, twisting her thoughts and making her imagination run wild, with so many different scenarios and so many ‘hows’ and ‘whys’.

Questions that didn’t stop when she comforted Maya after cleaning the akuma and made her brother apologize to her, who hugged the little girl with tears in his eyes, promise after promise leaving the mouth of the teenage boy.

Questions that continued forming when she, as Marinette, forced a smile to the kids and the clearly angry-and apologetic- Ms. Chamack when they said goodbye to her and her mother, who noticed Marinette’s strange behavior and asked if everything was alright.

Questions that only increased when she left her house once again as her alter ego and searched and searched, cold air hitting her face, the smell of winter starting to cover the streets of Paris, the sound of people going on with their lives like they had learned to do after the first akuma attacks.

Questions that came along with a pair of green eyes that belonged to the person she was looking for.

A pair of green eyes that were sad, confused and scared.

A pair of green eyes that were hurting.

And it was all her fault.

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Well i know that no one knows that ink is a girl or a boy (or Just i am the only one Who better like him/her in girl version
Sry that i didnt make a sceleton version but i’m better with humans :)
Happy birtday ink we always.going to need you!

Although I’ve always had a preference for male Ink (because thats… well what he canonly is), I can definitely understand why you’d prefer him as a girl cause DAMN SHE CUTE :D Thank you so much for the art!