Spotted today in the zones, a new slaughtermatic crew of killjoys known as TheYoungbloods,dropin’ dracs and takin names. Word on the wire is they’re working with the fab four, but, you can’t always trust what the pigs are squealin. From left to right:
Anarchy Angel, Splinter Static, Soul Punk, and Toxic Shock
(known to their friends as Andy, Pete, Patrick, and Joe)
attention everyone!!!!!!!!!!!! i finally have a new (semi-smutty) bellamy blake imagine out. god i missed writing for this angel. I really hope you guys enjoy this bc it’s actually kinda cute. it’s a modern au (w: slight smut, language)
“Hey you’ve had a rough day so let’s get in our PJs and watch a cute movie together and cuddle bUT IT’S TOTALLY PLATONIC ALRIGHT” ft Bellamy Blake (@hcfflepuff)
“Perfect. I’ve got the chips, the popcorn, the candy, the–” thankfully, the doorbell interrupts your potentially never-ending monologue. “I’m coming!”
You run to the door, nearly tripping over a blanket that you forgot to pick up earlier. You open the door as quickly as you can and a smile settles on your face as your eyes land on your best friend.
“Hi,” you grab his hand and pull him in, closing the door behind him.
“Hi to you, too,” he smiles at you, eyes crinkling and insides turning to mush as you cup his face.
“How are you feeling?”
“As good as anyone who just missed out on a promotion due to a baseless lie,” he shrugs and you wrap your arms around him in a tight embrace, placing your head on his chest as his heart beats tirelessly under his shirt.
“I’m sorry you didn’t get the promotion,” you whisper and his hands find your lower back, holding you close as he sighs. “There is no one more deserving and more worthy than you, Bellamy. If this opportunity passes up, another will makes its way to you. I promise,” you pull away slightly and rest your hands against his chest, straightening out his collar as his hands remained on you, tightening their grip. “You’re kind and you’re smart and you’re beautiful. You’ve got a big heart and an open-mind that wants nothing but to fill the world with love and beautiful books. You’re going to move on from here, I swear it.”
Bellamy gulps after your little speech, his dark eyes glossing over as he lets each word seep in. You tilt your head up and he brings his down, gently placing his forehead against yours and letting every worry wash away as he held you close.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you,” he whispers, eyes closed and a lips turned up in a smile.
“You’d still be the amazing man that you are,” you chuckle and pull away to place a kiss on his forehead. “You need to start giving yourself more credit. You’re amazing, Bell.”
“Yeah, yeah,” he smiles and kisses your temple as you wrap an arm around his waist and lead him into the living room.
“We’ve got bags and bags of popcorn, chips, crackers, chocolates, candies, just about anything your heart desires,” you smile up at him and all he can think is that his heart desires you… but of course he doesn’t say that.
“Do you have a change of clothes for me, by chance?” He quirks up an eyebrow and you nod.
“In my bedroom. It’s the second drawer from the top,” you pick up that blanket from earlier and he gives you a look. “You literally leave a pair of pajamas here every time you sleep over. So I wash and fold and place them for you, you should be thanking me.”
“You know I love you,” the words feel wierd spilling out of his mouth, knowing that his heart means them one way and you’ll be receiving them another.
“And I love you,” you wink at him and try your best to keep your heart under control, seeing as you two meant the words one way. “Now go get dressed or I’ll start the movie without you!”
“Don’t do that! You know the opening credits are the best part,” he yells at you over his shoulder, slowly making his way into your bedroom.
You smile at his retreating figure, admiring the way his pants fit and how broad his shoulders looked in this suit. Quickly snapping yourself out of your day dream, you sigh and get comfortable on one end of the couch. You grab a blanket and a bowl of popcorn and wait for your handsome best friend to find his way back. You’re about a quarter of the way done with the popcorn when you feel a dip in the couch.
“Took you long enough,” you narrow your eyes at him before offering up some popcorn and playing the movie.
“Well I might have opened the wrong drawer on accident,” he clears his throat, eyes too scared to leave the screen as you turned to face him.
“I thought you said drawer at the very top and I opened it and holy shit you have more lingerie than any girl I’ve ever come across. Do you have a secret boyfriend that you’re hiding from me?” He turns to face you, eyes slightly narrowed as jealousy burns through his heart.
“Careful, I think I see you flashing green,” you roll your eyes and give him a look. “I buy lingerie because it’s cute and it’s sexy and I look damn good in it. If a guy just so happens to see me in a set, then so be it.”
“So you do have a secret boyfriend?” He whispers, not really trusting his voice to hold steady.
You notice the sudden change of atmosphere decide that it’s his protective best friend side speaking. That had to be it. He was hooking up with that gorgeous Raven girl wasn’t he? He wasn’t jealous or anything.
“Bellamy Blake, my sweet angel, my ray of everlasting light,” you smile and scoot closer to him, wrapping one of his arms around your shoulder so you could snuggle against your best friend. “I don’t have a secret boyfriend or a not-so-secret boyfriend or anything. I swear.”
“Good,” he smiles, his worries being wiped away with your confession. “I asked Raven to buy some pretty little sets but she refused. I even offered to pay for it, but she wasn’t into it I guess.”
Bellamy smiles and shakes his head at the end of his little fun fact before realizing that you’d removed yourself from his embrace. He looks at you and you give him a tight-lipped smile, trying your best to keep yourself together.
“To each her own, I guess,” you lean back against the couch and look back at the screen, unable to look at Bellamy any longer. You felt your heart ripping and tearing and breaking at Bellamy’s mere mention of Raven, but at least now you knew: there was no hidden meaning with any of his words, any of his actions.
“Is-is everything okay?” He can’t seem to take his eyes off of your now stiff figure. “Was it something I said?”
“What do you mean?” You turn to look at him, a smile was gracing your lips but try as you might it wouldn’t reach your eyes.
“Did I say something to offend you? Was it–” His eyes widen in realization as hope blossoms in his heart. “Was it what I said about Raven?”
“No, Bellamy. If you’re happy, I’m happy,” you grab his hand and rub his knuckles, doing your best to maintain a calm demeanor. “Tonight’s about you. I’m fine.”
“Tonight’s about me and I care about you,” he whispers, wrapping his hand around yours and pulling you close so that you’re pressed against his side. “Why doesn’t the pretty princess tell me what’s bothering her, huh?”
You can’t help but blush at the comment and look down to avoid Bell’s intense gaze. “It-it’s not important and it’s embarrassing.”
“You’re important, so whatever’s bothering you must also be important. And come on,” he kisses your forehead and you rest your head against his chest. “I’ll hold you like this so you don’t have to look at me when you tell me. It’ll make it less-”
“Bellamy I’m in love with you,” you blurt out, unable to hold yourself together in his comforting arms. “I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t be. I know you’re with Raven and I understand. I hope you don’t hate me after this.”
“I’m not with Raven, she’s been dating Clarke for almost six months but forget that. Did I hear correctly? You’re in love with me?” He whispers, unable to contain his relief and his excitement. “You’re actually in love with me?”
“Yes, I’m in love with you,” you lift yourself up and look at him, hoping things wouldn’t be awkward from here on out. “Look, we can just–”
“What? Pretend that nothing’s going on? I’ve hid my affection for you all our lives, let me have this moment, okay?” He raises his brow at you, standing up and daring you to fight him but all you can think about is that Bellamy is into you too.
“Your affection for me?” You stand and hit Bellamy with a pillow, waking him out of his lovely daze. “I have been pining over you and crying over you for 15 fucking years, Bellamy Blake! Don’t you dare tell me that all this time you’ve been into me too because I will lose my shit.”
“What, do you want me to lie?” He furrows his brows at you and you whack him with a pillow again. “Ow Y/N what do you want me to do?”
“I want you to fucking kiss me, you idiot!” Your eyes meet Bellamy’s, both of you panting and shaking with excitement. You take a step forward and he lifts you in his arms, kissing you as though he’s making up for lost time.
His fingers tangle themselves in your thick brown locks, gently massaging your scalp and tugging all at once. You moan into his mouth and Bellamy takes this opportunity to stick his tongue inside your mouth, ready to explore every crevice of you. Your hands rest against his chest and you let your nails dig into Bell’s chest, a growl escaping his chest at the action.
He pulls away from you slightly, tugging your head back and exposing your neck to him. He smiles widely at the sight of your neck, so ready for his lips and his teeth and his slender fingers.
“You’ve no idea how badly I want to take you,” he whispers against your throat as his nose nuzzles your jaw. He presses wet kisses against your throat, letting his tongue lick a trail up to your mouth. “No idea how I want to strip you out of these fucking shorts,” he smacks your ass and you groan, his free hand wrapping around your neck in a light choke. “No idea how many times I’ve thought about taking you on this very couch.”
“Please show me,” you pant out, Bellamy’s hand tightening around your throat as you smirk at him. “Show me how bad you want me.”
Consider. Fashion Designer Eunwoo and passerby Moonbin with the perfect proportions. My cousin is a FD Major and one time really needed a model so she just screamed at someone passing by in the quad to be her model and they got so shocked they dropped their coffee and just stared at her like she was insane after she ran all the way form one end of the quad to where they were. And that's how she found her husband-I mean model
ayO I’M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG dfjkahsdlkjfh is your cousin still dating them holy shit that’s so cute ;A; when will these ever happen to me asdjfhlkasjdhf you make me wish NYU had a quad when all we have is fricking washington square park
BUT AYEEEEE MORE BINU TIME
MJ pouting at Eunwoo because: “I really, really, really need a model by Thursday and I know you really do too so can we please be each other’s models"
Eunwoo, giving MJ’s designs a once-over: “whoever you designed for is a lot shorter than I am” before going back to his own sketchbook
MJ flushing and protesting because !!!!!!! firstly how did Eunwoo know he designed with someone in mind !!!!
Doesn’t matter that MJ’s been sighing over an architect major every five minutes for the last month
How did Eunwoo know!!!
And secondly Jinjin isn’t that much shorter than Eunwoo!!!!!!!
MJ, pouting more:
Eunwoo, finally: “just text him, I’m highkey sure he’ll do anything for you"
MJ: “who are you planning to ask then?"
Eunwoo flipping through his own sketch book in frustration because wow truly he really has good ideas but if he can’t find someone to model for him he’s screwed for the midterm
And he’s designed for someone more or less built like him so it rules MJ out
Eunwoo snapping the sketchbook closed and peeking at MJ, who’s tapping rapid-fire on his phone
"Can we go get coffee? Before I go insane?"
Cue MJ and Eunwoo bouncing (MJ bouncing, Eunwoo striding) downstairs
MJ rattling on about how Jinjin smiled at him this morning
And they’re on their way to their campus cafe when suddenly
Eunwoo sees him
All long legs and lean body, broad shoulders and strong arms
He looks like he’s waiting for someone, leaning against a lamp post, beanie on and earbuds in, scrolling on his phone and sipping coffee
That’s it, that’s him, that’s the one Eunwoo needs
And damn if Eunwoo isn’t going to catch him
Cue Eunwoo going off at a dead sprint across the quad
Eunwoo dipping in and out of pockets of people, keeping his eyes trained on this effortless model in a black shirt and jeans that he needs, absolutely needs to meet
Binnie peeking at the time and frowning because Rocky is LATE
Binnie even got coffee and he’s finished half his latte already and Rocky isn’t even close
Binnie, sighing because forget it, he’ll go to meet Rocko at his classroom building instead
Bin pushing off from the lamppost and turning to leave
Bin tapping a message on his phone to Rocky
Bin looking up because what the hell is that noise
Wondering the same thing as about a hundred other people staring at a beautiful guy in a dress shirt and vest and slacks tear through the park, sketchbook sandwiched under his arm and pencil behind his ear and measuring tape at his waist flapping out behind him
"HEY YOU IN THE BEANIE!!"
Bin doesn’t know how to respond because wow this guy may be beautiful but he also looks like a madman running towards Bin
"BE MY MODEL!!!!!"
Eunwoo, skidding to a stop in front of Bin, hair in a mess and doubled over panting:
Because I mean wow this man has impeccable taste in clothes he’s in a fricking vest
And also really long eyelashes
But that’s not the point
The point is that this man ran through half the park screaming at him,,,,,,,, to be his model???
When Bin is on laundry day and is in his last clean black shirt that seemed a size too small when he pulled it on this morning?????
Eunwoo, finally straightening and tugging his collar and looking up at Bin
Wow, Bin’s brain comments, his eyes
Very coherent, Bin’s brain muses
He’s beautiful, Bin’s brain adds
Marry him, Bin’s brain suggests
Bin: wait no wait I'm
Eunwoo, opening his sketchbook and jabbing at a page: "I need a model for midterms and you’re beautiful please be my model"
He thinks you’re beautiful, Bin’s brain whistles
Option 1) act cool
Option 2) stumble over yourself
Option 1 please, Bin thinks
Option 2 it is!! Bin’s brain cheers
Bin: "um ah ok but you’re beautifuller???"
Bin: "right yes ok but u can’t model ur own clothes right gotcha"
Bin: "wait you want me to whAt"
Eunwoo thinking that wow this boy has perfect proportions and a gorgeous smile and the brightest eyes but really,
He isn’t the sharpest tool, is he
Forgive him, Eunwoo, he’s too stunned by you ;;;;;
Bin watching Eunwoo explain his midterm and practically begGing Bin to agree
But frankly nothing goes into his head, he’s too busy looking at Eunwoo’s nose and his eyes and the way his soft lips round out his words
Bin, automatically: “ok yeah"
Bin: wAit ,,
Eunwoo almost breaking down in tears in relief
Rocko, finally appearing: "ayO bin what’s up?” the same time MJ appears: “hey Eunwoo found your model?"
Rocko staring at Bin because wow Rocky leaves him alone for twenty minutes and he’s a model now????
Rocko staring at Eunwoo smiling at Bin: wow his model???????? Modelling for someone who should be a model????
Rocko turning to look at Bin who’s smiling at Eunwoo
Wow ok he hasn’t seen Bin blushing this much at a boy ever oOoOOoOoOooo
Perhaps Rocko should be late to their meetings more often
Eunwoo, with pins between his fingers: "Stay still!! If you wiggle anymore the needles will shift!!"
Bin, twitching slightly:
Eunwoo, whining: "I said, stop wiggling!!"
Eunwoo, still looking at the shirt he’s fitting on Bin
Bin, pouting some more:
Eunwoo, finally looking up:
Eunwoo: "oh alright, you big baby, fine"
Reaching up to kiss Bin before leaning down again to adjust the shirt
Bin, beaming to himself in a slight daze
Eunwoo, looking up and snorting because "Bin we’re dating you don’t have to wheedle me into kissing you”
MJ, slowly tapping his foot on the sewing machine:
Jinjin, dubiously: “uh are u sure I need to be topless while ur fixing the shirt"
MJ, looking at Jinjin like it’s the most obvious thing: "Uh yeS OF COURSE"
Jinjin: "uh but you’re not going to be done with that any time soon so I don’t see why-"
MJ: "for moral support, of course"
MJ, mulling over it a while before finally tossing Jinjin a piece of cloth: "cover up"
Jinjin, clutching the roll of fabric: "why the change?"
MJ, grinning at Jinjin: "the faster I work the faster I can see you topless again!! it’s motivation!!!!"
MJ watching as the blush works its way up from Jinjin’s chest all the way to his ears: :-)
Description: Seventeen just recently debuted, and you just so happen to run into Vernon and once that happens things escalate from there. (This story will be told from their debut from on so this is Adore U)
Warning: Angst? Fluff? no serious warning smut may be present in future stories.
Word Count: 4,935
“I will! I’ll be…” the phone abruptly hangs up and all I can do is roll my eyes. Carter has been super distant lately. He hasn’t wanted to hang out, and he’s been lying about where he is, some boyfriend.
After my train wreck of a phone call with my boyfriend ends, I spot a familiar stranger from afar. He genuinely caught my eye, with his stare and gorgeous features. Why does he look so oddly familiar? He must have caught me staring because he starts walking over to me. Oh shit, I’m about to get mugged! Why do I always stare!?!? I hate myself so much!!! FUCK FUCK FUCK! HE’S RIGHT FUCKING IN FRONT OF ME!!!!!!! I continue to look down at my phone pretending nothing just happened, when I feel a presence next to me on the once empty park bench. I almost shit myself not gonna lie.
“Phone call not go so well?” At this point I have no clue what to do so I try to play it off like I didn’t just almost shit myself. So, I give him the look that says ‘were you talking to me?’ he nods. Of course.I decided to play along so I answer properly,
“My boyfriend’s kind of an idiot, but what are you going to do?” Hopefully my smart ass comment makes him leave. He laughs, god dammit. When he does he look so familiar I can’t take it any more, who is this guy? I forcefully ask the question, “Do I know you?”
“Are you familiar with kpop?” I have no clue what this has to do with anything, but I just played along hoping the conversation won’t last too long.
“Well I’m part of a group called Seventeen, we just recently debuted.” My jaw drops wide and that’s when I realize, this is Vernon. I’m at a loss of words. I remember when the debuted just two months prior to my trip and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. “So uh…”
“Sorry! I just uh… I like your group.” Goddamn, I sound so stupid. At least he laughs, phew. Thankfully he ain’t some perve trying to get in my pants.
“Thanks,” he scratches the back of his head awkwardly. Thank the lord he’s as awkward as I am. “So uh… what brings you to Korea…or unless you live here, you just seem, I don’t know where I’m going with this.” He blushes and I can tell he’s trying to make small talk so I just smile to ease the tension.
“I come here twice a year to get a break from things back home.” I glance at his face and see a grin appear. Wow, I never realized how attractive he was until I really took a good look at him. I turn away, hoping he can’t sense me blushing. Why am I such a weak bitch?
“Hey, I was going out to get ice cream you wanna come? Just a friendly gesture, I would hate for you to be alone this entire trip.” I hesitate but then my conscience tells me to fuck it and just go.
“That sounds great, I’m Y/N by the way.” I stick out my hand for him to shake.
“Vernon, but you already know that.” He smirks and takes my hand in his. This handshake seems like it’s been going on forever until I realize we never let go. I stare up at him and down at our hands, and we both pull away and laugh. Why is this shit like some dumb ass rom com I just want to die now.
“Can I ask you question?”
“Shoot,” he replies.
“Why did you stop and talk to me?”
“Well, you seemed lonely so I thought I’d keep you company.” Okay now I’m starting to lose hope this man starting to freak me out, so I just awkwardly laugh and nod before he follows with another reply, “Shoot that sounded weird, you just seemed a little distressed and I was just trying to be a good person.” Okay now I’m gaining more hope, he seems like a genuine guy, I smile, thank him and then we were on our way. Once we arrive, he opens the door to an adorable little ice cream shop. There are so many flavors, that I get overwhelmed. He leans over and says,
“You should get strawberry, it’s the best.” I give him a thank you stare and order my treat with delight, I definitely fuck with this ice cream. We find a little table to talk and he decides to tell me his life story, so I just sit down and let him explain because I could tell the sincerity behind his voice.
“I’m originally not from Korea, I moved here from New York. My mom is from the states, but my dad’s from here.”
“I’ve always traveled here as long as I remember. Couldn’t tell you why, but whatever it is, I always end up coming back.”
“That’s what I call true passion.” We both laugh the day away. We lost track of time until we realized the shop was closing. “Have we really been talking for that long?”
“I guess so. Oh crap, I have to get a cab to my hotel.”
“My dorm is just a block away, don’t bother with a cab. The boys won’t mind if you sleep on the couch.” Me, a dorm with thirteen boys, that is a solid yikes.
“Uh… I don’t know? You’ve already been so kind, I don’t want to get in the way. Plus I don’t know you extremely well so…”
“I really don’t mind, we have a bunch of extra things you can borrow. You can trust me, we won’t be a bother I promise, let’s head out before the owners of this place kick us out.” I give in because again he truly seems like a genuine guy.
Once we get to the dorm, my heart sinks to my stomach. I’ve been hanging out with an idol all day, only to be invited to his place, which happens to be the home of twelve other boys. What the hell is my life. Vernon introduces me to every member and they’re all so sweet. They were really trying to make me feel as comfortable as possible and it was honestly so adorable. I’m not the type to get soft but these boys made my heart feel like mush. When I explain I’m staying here they all grab blankets and pillows, offering me to use them. I laugh at the overwhelming amount of items surrounding me and thank them for being so kind. Vernon even offers me his clothes to sleep in. I accept, but he can tell how hesitant I am when I do.
“Are you going to be okay here?”
“With you guys hmm… I’ll think about it.” He smiles and laughs at my comment.
“Goodnight Y/N, you know where to find me.”
“Nighty night Vernonie.” He cringes at the nickname, and shakes his head and smiles. “Seungkwan told me to call you that.”
“I expected.” I laugh as I curl up in my nest of blankets and pillows on the couch. What a wild first day.
“Y/N, the guys and I are going to a meeting we’ll be back in an hour.” I just mumble and roll over on the couch. I hear the door close and check the time, it’s seven A.M.
“Ugh.” I toss and turn until I give up on falling back asleep. I check my phone for texts and see a couple unimportant ones from my friends and some “talk when you can” texts from my mom. I call her and tell her I landed safely and made friends with the guys from Seventeen. She didn’t believe me. And to no surprise there were none from my ass for a boyfriend Carter. I grunt and see if the guys have anything I can occupy myself with, nothing. I just decide to shower and put on my clothes from the day before. By the time I finish the guys are back.
“Y/N we’re back,” I hear Hoshi shout. I turn the corner and see all the guys, they look exhausted.
“It looks like you guys need some rest. I’m going to call a cab to bring me back to my hotel.” Someone grabs my arm and it’s Vernon. He let’s go as soon as I notice and turns bright red. This shy son of a bitch.
“Y/N the guys and I decided that you can stay here instead of having to pay for a hotel,” S.Coups tells me. I can’t help but smile, these guys are so sweet.
“Only if you don’t mind.”
“It’s really no bother,” says DK.
“Vernon actually suggested it.” Vernon shoots Seungkwan a warning glare and turns bright red. I go a bit pink myself. The fuck why am I fucking weak bitch.
“I’d love to stay with you guys.” They all bring me to the center of a big group hug. All I can do is laugh, these boys really something else
Joshua and Vernon offer to help me go back to my hotel and help me get my stuff. I couldn’t turn that down. Once we arrive to my room Joshua takes the key,
“I’ll go check you out while you two pack everything up. I’ll be waiting in the lobby,” he winks at Vernon, making him shake his head at his friends comment. This boy really tryna butter up my ass.
“I guess you really didn’t need much help,” he motions at my already packed bags.
“What are you talking about, I need help picking out a bomb ass outfit,” I say with sarcasm. His smile distracts me before I come to my senses. Snap out of it! You have a boyfriend! I have to stop overthinking my fucking life and get my shit together. I grab shorts and a shirt out of my bag and go to the bathroom to change. When you’re finished you catch Vernon looking at you. Shit, this man gotta stop.
“Y/N I don’t mean to rush you, but we should probably get going, Joshua is all alone.”
“Holy shit, I totally forgot.” I grab my suitcase, backpack, and purse, only to have my suitcase and backpack taken from me. “You know I’m not completely helpless.” I snatch my backpack from Vernon and he just shakes his head,
“I’m only trying to help.”
“You’re helping me too much I feel bad.”
“You strike me as a very independent person.” He got me there. We make our way to Joshua who has been patiently waiting for us in the lobby.
“Took you long enough,” Vernon punches him in the arm. I look at Joshua and we die of laughter. My phone vibrates, I look and it’s finally a text from Carter.
Carter: Call me when you get the chance, we need to talk.
I furrow my brow and Vernon leans over my shoulder.
“Is that the boyfriend?” I nod. “Carter’s a cool name. A lot better than Hansol.” I can’t help but giggle at that.
“I think Hansol is a much better name. It’s much more, unique.”
“She’s right, don’t talk yourself down.” I lean in to give Joshua a high five and he returns it.
“You guys got me there.” Shit this boy is actually me. Before I notice we arrive at the dorm, remembering I need to call Carter, I set my bags down and go directly back outside. After two dial tones he picks up, unusual.
“What did you want to talk about babe?”
“I’m sure you’ve noticed, but the last two months haven’t been the best. Especially for our relationship.” I feel a lump begin to form in my throat. I know exactly what’s coming. “Two months ago, I cheated.”
“I cheated on you. It was only a one time thing at first.”
“At first! What do you mean at first?!” I started to talk louder, my face growing hot with tears.
“After the first time, I started meeting up with that person more and more.” I was gonna break up with him eventually but to find out he cheated really hit me hard and I couldn’t help but lose it. I begin to cry and wail, silencing the other line until he begins again,
“I’ve been meaning to tell you.”
“You’ve seriously been wanting to tell me this when you could have stopped. What the hell is wrong with you.”
“See, I knew you would over react.”
“Over react?! You, my boyfriend just told me you’ve been cheating on me for two whole months. Not only that but you’re telling me this when I’m supposed to be having the time of my life.” I can’t help but scream these words in the phone I hear footsteps approaching the door, but they stop. “You are the worst person I’ve ever met. I can’t believe I wasted an ‘I love you’ on someone as selfish as you.”
“You have every right to be mad.”
“Of course I do! I never want to see you ever again. Goodbye Carter, you can go fuck yourself.” I hang the phone up and scream in aggravation. That’s when the door opens and I see Vernon’s concerned face staring at me.
“Y/N, are you okay?” I collapse and he catches me in his arms and all I can do is scream and cry until I cannot take it any longer. I loosen from his grip and run in the dorm, receiving many concerned stares from the other members. I rush to the bathroom so I can be alone. I can’t believe it, I knew he wasn’t the best boyfriend, but I never expected him to cheat. As much as I didn’t want to admit it I loved him and he went and crushed my heart. I just wanted to get away from everything, but it all came to bite me in the ass. I feel like getting sick and my body becomes limp before being pulled into a much tighter embrace than before. I was unaware of Vernon’s presence until I hear , “Y/N, I’m so sorry.” I can tell by his unsteadiness that he’s a bit uneasy. “Please know you are going to get through this, he was only a dumb ass guy who doesn’t know an amazing girl when he sees one.” I cry into his shoulder as he rests his hand on my head. I giggle a little because of his cheesy comment, but continue to sob.
We stayed together in that position for so long that I’m pretty sure I ran out of tears. He takes my face in his hands and wipes the mess that is my face and smiles,
“Are you better now?” I nod and hug him one last time before he takes me to his bunk and covers me with a blanket. “Wait one sec.” A few minutes later he comes back with two cups of tea. I smile at the sight and he smiles back, returning his focus to the cups making sure they don’t spill. He hands both of the cups to me and I return him a confused look. “I need your phone.”
“I’m putting my number in it. I want you to text or call me whenever you are not feeling okay. What happened today really sucked, and I couldn’t help but feel like I needed to be there for you.” He quickly types in his number and sends himself a text making sure he put it in correctly. I hand him his cup and kiss him on the cheek. “What was that for?”
“Thank you for not being a dick.” We smile and sip our tea in silence. I don’t really want to talk and luckily he respects that. Once we finish he takes the cups to the kitchen and while he’s gone I start drifting to sleep. He comes back and doesn’t hesitate to curl up with me. For some reason I can’t help but feel safe with him.
The next morning I can’t help but feel an odd emptiness. I turn and see I’m alone in Vernon’s bed. All of the bunks are empty, they must be at practice. I check my phone and I have two texts from him.
Boys and I are at practice almost all day call or text me when you need anything.
Actually call me when you wake up, hope you slept well ;)
Why is he such a sweetheart. I press call and wait for him to pick up, no answer. I go to call again but he’s calling back.
“Morning, how did you sleep.”
“Pretty well, you didn’t have to stay there the whole night.”
“Y/N, I didn’t want you to be alone. Plus we were on my bed, where else was I going to sleep?”
“Um the couch, aka the place I’m supposed to be crashing on.”
“Ew gross.” I shake my head, this bitch.
“Vernon! We still need to nail the last part.”
“Sorry Y/N, but I gotta go I’ll stop by and bring you lunch, there’s cereal in the pantry. Talk to you later.” Before I can reply he hangs up. I have no clue what I’d be doing without him right now.
He really does keep his promises. At one o’clock he brought over some ramen for the both of us to eat.
“Here you go again making me feel helpless.” He laughs running his fingers through his hair. I can’t help but notice his resemblance to Leonardo Dicaprio. He sure notices I’m looking at him because my staring end with his words,
“Yes, I look like young Leo, I get that a lot.” I burst out laughing.
“How the hell did you know I was thinking that?”
“It’s the look.” He returns the look to me so I see how it feels. My face turns hot and he smiles at my reaction. “Not very fun is it.” I punch him in the arm. “Ow, you know with all the nice things I’ve done for you I don’t really think I deserved that.” I slam my head down on the table. How has he managed to bring my mood up so much? We continue to eat our ramen and laugh up a storm. I get up to fill a cup with water and he does the same. He walks by with his hands to his side and accidentally brushes his hand across my butt. I tense up and turn around. His cheeks turn crimson red as he apologizes like a child who just broke a vase.
“Holy crap, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean too. It was an accident. I promise it won’t happen again.” I place my hand on his shoulder making us lose space between us.
“I’m not mad, I know it was an accident.” I soon realize our faces were only inches apart and I soon break up that mess before anything else could have happened.
“I’d love to stay here and chat, but I really need to get back to practice.” He proceeds to back out of the room bumping into anything and everything. I just laugh at the mess that is my life and finally get myself that water.
Hours go by until the boys get back around nine, all sweaty and super wiped out. As they pile in everyone finds something to calm themselves down with. Some occupy themselves with the T.V, others go to sleep, and one of them stays in the kitchen writing on a notepad. I take a better look and I see that the one writing is Vernon. I sit in the chair next to his, and can see that he knows I’m here by the way he tenses up. He lets out a big sigh and closes his book.
“What were you writing?” Curiosity begins to grow inside me.
“Just some lyrics.” He seems ashamed of it.
“Don’t be embarrassed by it.” He just gets up and walks away. “Vernon wait.” I grab his wrist and he pulls me close, close enough where I can hear his every breath.
“I need to write, too much is on my mind. I want to be alone right now.” He let’s go and I am shocked. Did I really make him this horny? Dino and Minghao walk over to me and tell me he hasn’t been in the greatest mood since lunch. They said he’s been irritable and down on himself.
“Whenever we had breaks all he would do was write lyrics.” Minghao looks to Dino and he looks down.
“What happened when you two were alone today?” Dino returns his gaze to the floor.
“Guys I didn’t do anything to make him this way.” I guess I kinda lied. “He just randomly got awkward and stumbled out the door.” I’m trying to stop myself from going in shock. Something else must have happened. They tell me they believe me, but I don’t know if I believe myself. When the guys seem distracted enough by whatever program was on the T.V I make my way to Vernon’s room. I crack the door open and see him that he’s still writing. I decide to knock to be polite. He comes straight to the door.
“What do you want?” I’m taken aback by his words. What happened to the polite, caring guy from earlier today?
“Are you okay? I know what happened earlier was super awkward and I didn’t want to bring it up, but it happened and no one has to know.” He just stares at the ground and doesn’t say anything.
“I write when I’m stressed,” he mumbles.
I can see he doesn’t want to talk about earlier so I change the topic with him. “I’m assuming it helps a lot. Do you use life experiences for your raps?” He nods. “Guess I’m going to be a big inspiration for your next couple of songs if you’ve been writing that whole time.” I expected a good reaction but I get a,
“Shut up.” I try to hide my laughter, but I can’t. I get him to smile, but I can tell he’s trying to hold it back. I know what will break him out of this mood. I start to tickle his waist making him giggle like a little girl. I continue to do so until tears are sprinkling out of my eyes and his. He tries tickling me back, but I’m not as ticklish as he is. It’s not until his hands are propped on my waist do I realize I’ve been sitting on his lap. My stomach flutters and I get off his lap as fast as I can. I hate this so much, calm down feelings. You just broke up with your boyfriend, chill out. He notices your urgency and takes you by the hand.
“Thank you. You really helped me get out of my bad mood.”
“After all you’ve done for me, this seems like nothing.”
“Sometimes the smallest gestures can make the biggest difference.” He smirks and does the hair thing again, making my stomach do flips. I feel my face light up and I turn out the door. All the guys are giving me looks when I exit the room.
“So, what were you guys up too?” Hoshi raises his eyebrows, making kissing faces. I punch his arm in response.
“I just broke up with my boyfriend, calm down.” As soon as those words escape my mouth I run to the door of the dorm. I need to go for a walk. I haven’t thought about Carter since right this moment, gosh I hate myself sometimes. The tears start streaming again and they won’t stop.
“Y/N! Y/N!” I turn around and see none other than Vernon. He pulls me into a hug and I can’t be mad at it. I just hug back and sob in his chest. “It’s going to be okay.” His back rub really helps me snap out of it.
“I really don’t know what I’d do without you.” He pulls me in one more time before we walk back to the dorm. He tucks me into my nest on the couch, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead before leaving. I can tell he’s never done that before by the way his face gets red afterwards. I hope I can sleep as well as I did last night.
Today is my last full day here, even though it wasn’t the ideal trip, I did meet some of the greatest people in the whole world. The guys promised to do something with me today and they decided on going to the mall. They insisted on buying everything I wanted, which made me angry. They already did so much. In return I bought an item for each member. They refused, but I did it anyways. They all deserved something even if it was little. After the whole day of walking around the mall and shopping, all the guys went straight to bed, taking advantage of the extra sleep. I start drifting off until I hear a hesitant voice,
“Y/N, are you up?” I nod and sit up on the couch welcoming Vernon to sit down as well. He takes a seat and looks me in the eyes. “Sorry your trip didn’t go as planned. I know you were really looking forward to taking a break from your life at home. I tried to make you feel content, I really did. I hope you had fun.” I smile and for some reason my fingers run through his hair. What am I doing? By his expression I’m sure he’s asking the same question. I pull him close where I can hear his heart start beating fast.
“I had a wonderful time,” I say almost in a whisper before planting a small peck upon his lips. He tenses up once our lips make contact but as soon as he kisses back, all the stress is gone. I make my way on top of him and once I do his hands immediately go to my hips. We continue to kiss, not even caring that the members could walk by at any time. I start to make my way to his jaw planting playful kissing along his face. I can feel his breathing become heavier as my lips make their way to his neck, making his grip on my hips becomes more firm. I begin to kiss him more making my hands wander to his neck. They start to travel to the hem of his shirt pulling it off. He shifts positions so now I’m laying on my back and he’s hovering above me. He begins to place kisses on my neck and collarbones, making me bite my lip. I lean down and plant a kiss right next to his ear, “It’s all thanks to you.” He bites his lip and smiles. The look on his face becomes more gentle as he slowly caresses my cheek. It’s not until then do I realize what we just did. I just fucking made out with the bitch 2 days after I broke up with my boyfriend. He can tell by the way I tense up that this shouldn’t of happened
“Do you want to forget this ever happened?” I hesitate at first but only because I can’t tell if I did this because of breaking up with my boyfriend, or because I genuinely am catching feelings for him. I realize I’ve been making him wait for an answer causing me to nod my head, making us agree to never speak of this again.
When I wake up I see the boys all eating breakfast. I get out of bed to scope out the scene. I see so many mouth watering items that I can’t help myself. I make a heaping serving and once I start eating I feel sick. I haven’t eaten well in days and now it’s finally starting to catch up with me. Of course it has to be on the same day I get a flight back home. After holding down my meal I go and change into some comfy shorts and a t-shirt for my flight. While walking out of the bathroom I bump into Vernon. I just give him an awkward glance and you can tell the sexual tension was high, we both stared at each other until he broke the silence.
“I’m going to miss you.”
“I’ll miss you too.” He pulls me close, which catches me a little off guard. I decide to take it in and let it happen. I breath in his scent of clean laundry and what seems to be a hint of aftershave. I stayed in his arms for awhile until someone shouts that my cab was there. I give everyone a hug and I receive all their numbers in return. I will most definitely keep in contact with all of them. They helped make my trip suck less.
“Bye thank you so much!” I am going to miss these guys so much. I make my way to the cab and see that I have received a text. I look at who it was and to no surprise it’s from Vernon.
Vernon: Call or text me when you get home, stay out of trouble :)
Rin: I will don’t worry
(p.s I’m sorry if this sucked I tried my best and feedback would be really helpful, I hope you enjoy :)
(note, these are all reader insert bc im trash and none have the reader as the one who saves them from the underground. also some of them have smut but i just skip those parts) ((also also im bad at writing descriptions so theyre gonna be short lmao)
reader owns a flower shop and befriends chara and the skelebros. (this is the 3rd book or smth in a series but i dont think the other ones have to be read first considering i didnt. definatly check out the other books tho)
GO READ THIS!!! its seriously so funny and well thought out, the writing is amazing and its just genuinly great. please read it. i cant say a lot without spoilers but seriously??? its so good!!!! also it has edge in it makingit an 11/10 even tho its already a 10
basically the reader has always wanted to be a performer but has mute vocal cords so they become a songwriter instead. this is a really good fic and i defiantly suggest it for any mettaton lovers. also it has sans and pap as your best friends so thats cool
this fic is fucking hilarious. ive never experienced such bad second hand embarrassment. slow burn but absolutely worth the read. also papyrus is really cool (and not treated like a baby) reader is in college and needs a break
this fic is super funny! red is SUCH a tsundere and hella salty. he moves in next to the reader and annoys the shit out of the reader with loud music so the reader strikes back. this fic is sooooo good and really funny. also muffet is the readers best friend so thats cool.
this is a more serious fic. each chapter is a oneshot about the reader struggling with one issue or another and sans helping them learn to love and take care of themselves. this fic does contain some serious shit like different disorders, bullying, abuse and other stuff like that but its definitely one of the best things ive read.
AND ITS DONE!!! THIS SHIT TOOK SO LONG TO MAKE YOU DONT UNDERSTAND. anyways i know that a lot of the spelling and shit is wrong but whatever. also if you guys know the tumblrs of any of these ao3 writters can you tell me so i can tag them? also if any of you guys wanna swing some underfell papyrus fics my way that would be cool. if i find any more good ones ill update this list then reblog it with a note of whats been added. also if anything doesnt work just tell me and ill try to fix it quickly.
reblog this for other people to see!!
ALSO I KNOW THE DESCRIPTIONS ARE SHITTY BUT THEYRE ALL BETTER THEN I MAKE THEM SOUND SO PLEASE READ THEM!!
I had this idea of Kraglin joining the Ravagers and not having any idea who Yondu is at first. He knows Yondu is the captain of the Ravagers and has a yaka arrow, but he has no idea what Yondu looks like. I figured I should type it up here because I’m not doing a good job of writing any fic this summer so far. Might as well offer this to anyone who wants it.
Seeing all this stuff for this RBS AU, but I'm a little late to the party. What does it stand for and can I pretty please ask for a little description of the au?? Also I am in love with all the au's being discussed on this blog, I feel tumblr needs many more smosh blogs we can all follow!!
I agree, the tumblr smosh community is way too small :-:
RBS stands for Red Band Society, a show about the teenage patients of a hospital’s long-term ward. Basically, everyone is there because they have a physically debilitating disease or ailment. This is what we got so far;
Flitz - Eye cancer, Shayne - Brain cancer, Sohinki - Enlarged heart, Olivia -
Hodgkin lymphoma, Courtney -
Ewing sarcoma, Joven -
Ventricular tachycardia, Damien - CIPA, Keith -
Lupus nephritis, Boze - Undetermined organ issues, Mari - Pulmonary arterial hypertension, Lasercorn - Cystic fibrosis, Wes - Bulimia, Noah - Anorexia, and Ian - Diabetes (???)
(It took me like twenty minutes to track all this down holy shit)
Summary: Adrien is kept from Marinette by a fashion show. He’s worried what kind of affect it will have on her thoughts and vows to go to her as soon as they land. While he is gone, trouble brews, and he isn’t there to help.
Notes: No excuses, I’ve been sleeping and trying to recover so this was pushed back. More will be coming I promise, I just may be taking longer with the chapters. Thank you to everyone that sent my prompt words to help with my creative process. And I warned you guys these chapters were going to be getting longer.
“Three days?!” Adrien nearly screamed as he stepped out of the limo.
When Nathalie had come to collect him that morning, waking him earlier than usual, he hadn’t given it a second thought. He’d gotten enough sleep to understand that he had to go to a photoshoot and had to leave early—it wasn’t that uncommon of a thing. When he’d found a suitcase already packed in the trunk for him as he’d thrown his bookbag down he’d wondered at luggage, but hadn’t found it odd enough to comment on.
Then they had passed the normal modeling studio and turned on the road for the airport. That’s when he’d become suspicious of this being more than a normal trip. Then Nathalie had told him the truth he had come to try and deny as they’d arrived at the airport.
“Why are we going to be gone for three days? Where are we going? What could possibly be that important?”
His mind was racing. How would he get all of his school work done when he got back? How would he get the school work in the first place? What was this about? Was his father coming? What about the funeral? It was tomorrow!
But his mind mainly went to Marinette. How was he supposed to talk to her? He needed to explain things and talk to her about what happened last night. He couldn’t even imagine what she’d think if he didn’t say a single word to her for three whole days.
A birthday present for the amazing and lovely @thetourguidebarbie, who requested a Klaroline Harry Potter AU with Koroline friendship and optional smut (there’s definitely smut). Basically everything I’ve ever been terrified to write, which is why this is a month or so late. Seriously, this is 10,000 words of me panicking. Woefully unedited. Thank you to @lynyrdwrites for letting me borrow her Slytherin!Caroline headcanon, I can’t imagine her any other way.
If there was ever a time to harm a cat, this was it.
Caroline shifted uncomfortably, watching Mrs. Norris with
narrowed eyes, wondering exactly how much trouble she would get in for using a
hex on an animal. She could say she was practicing, NEWTs drove people to do
weird things, but the chances of detention were too great, and she knew she
couldn’t afford to take the risk of losing
house points, not when Slytherin were only a hundred away from taking lead.
Of course, she was already putting that lead in jeopardy
just by being out after hours. One minute more and she was seriously
considering leaving her post, but the reason for her vigil finally made himself known with a short series of knocks on the
wood panel behind her.
Caroline answered with four knocks of her own and the
portrait of the first Wizengamot gently eased open, a grinning Kol Mikaelson
slipping into the hallway and closing the entrance to the secret passage behind
“Miss me darling?”
Caroline huffed, slugging him in the arm and causing him to
drop some of the Honeydukes merchandise he was laden with. “You jerk,
were supposed to be back ten minutes ago!”
she hissed, trying to remember that she couldn’t yell at him as much as she
wanted to. A full tirade would be saved for when they were back in the common
room, but for now, she begrudgingly helped Kol pick up the spilt goods.
“I’d have been
back faster but I had to search for the Fizzing Whizzbees that somebody insisted on,” he replied with a wink and
Caroline groused but before she could snap back the hairs on her neck stood on
edge. She snapped her head to the corner where Mrs. Norris had been watching
and realized that the stupid cat had flown the scene ages ago. Which meant…
“Filch is going to
be here now,”
warned, already moving into the shadows and following the well-worn path to the
dungeon. Even as a seventh-year, Caroline was sure she didn’t know all of Hogwarts’ secrets,
but getting to the Slytherin common room was something she could do
blindfolded, especially from the third-floor passageway that Kol had started
dragging her to sometime in the middle of their fourth year. It was at that
point she seriously considered dissolving her friendship with Mikaelson, but he
always brought back her favourite sweets, and Caroline knew that no matter how
much she complained, it wouldn’t feel right to let him go without playing
mean she couldn’t complain though.
“I mean seriously,
you do this at least twice a month, how do you still take forever?!” They’d
made it down to the dungeons and finally felt safe enough to slow down and
raise their voices to normal volume.
darling, but anytime you’d prefer to be the one navigating that passage in the
dark, be my guest.”
“You have a wand,”
Caroline muttered as they approached the stone-wall entrance.
“Cornish Pixie,” Kol
said, frowning when nothing happened. “Bloody
hell, is it broken?”
Caroline rolled her eyes. “Do you ever read the message board? It changed three days
smirked as the wall slid open but their bickering was cut short by the sudden
noise of the party inside.
“Took you long
enough!” Rebekah Mikaelson’s shrill voice cut through the crowd as she pulled
the bag of candy out of her older brother’s hands. She didn’t stop to chat
before disappearing to find her dorm mates leaving an irate Kol in her wake. “Lovely
to see you too Bekah,” he called after her, “What are you laughing at, Forbes?”
bother trying to hide her sniggering, but they were interrupted by the rest of
the Slytherin quidditch team hoisting Kol up onto their shoulders and starting
a cheer which Caroline happily joined in on.
A cup of Butterbeer was pressed into her hands and she let herself enjoy
the party, rolling her eyes whenever someone mentioned how Kol was the ‘best
Beater they’d ever had.’ As if she hadn’t heard that since second-year.
Eventually she dragged one of the leather couches over to one of the windows,
close enough that she could feel the heat of the fire but watch the lake,
keeping an eye out for the giant squid.
“Not enjoying the
party in my honour?” Kol dragged his own chair next to hers, plopping down and
offering her his bag of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans.
“Last I checked,
it was the entire team
that beat Hufflepuff,”
Caroline said dryly, taking a handful of beans and inspecting them carefully. “And anyway, why aren’t you over there with your admirers?” she asked, nodding
towards the sixth-year girls who were glancing over at Kol ever few seconds.
Rebekah stood among them, pretending to gag.
“Bet you’re going
to be glad when we have this place to ourselves for Easter,” Caroline remarked,
already envisioning the peace and quiet.
Kol pulled a strange face. “Here’s the thing Forbes…Mother Dearest is calling me back
to the nest.”
Caroline dropped her jellybeans, aghast. “What?! But we were supposed to
spend the week studying for NEWTs!”
“You don’t have to
tell me that, it didn’t work on her,” Kol grumbled, rolling his eyes.
“She never used to
make you come home this much.”
depressed ever since Henrik started here.”
Caroline crossed her arms, sinking down into the comfortable
leather and pouted, mourning the loss of her study partner. “Well I hope you know I have to
rethink my entire study plan. It was made for two people to revise together.”
Kol mulled over her words before a slow, sinister smile
spread across his face. “I
mean…you don’t have to
spend the holidays here, alone.”
“What? Kol, I can’t
go home, I already told my mom that I was planning to stay, she’ll be in the
States - “
misunderstood, darling. I didn’t mean your
I meant mine.”
(not like this was going to be the opposite of a ramble, but it’s a ramble about Anti…you know what I mean)
I had a terrible October (what else is new lol). I can feel myself going back to the bottom of that hole, my old home.
But the amazing build-up and execution of Anti throughout the whole month helped. It was the best Halloween I have ever had.
Even when it became almost impossible for me to conjure the energy to make posts myself, the Anti appearances became more frequent so I had something to try to focus on. I would check the tag to see if people saw what I saw, or if they caught something that I didn’t (I didn’t even think to zoom in on the new icon, damn), reading the theories people had and trying to refine my own.
I love this shit.
First, Sean….holy fucking shit. The amount of thought and attention to detail that you put into this is astounding, especially since you made sure to incorporate some of the theories people came up with (I noticed that, you sneaky bastard). I had hoped for a while that Anti would show up in some capacity on the channel, but in no way, shape, or form did I expect it to happen in such a large scale. Like….I honestly don’t know what to say. Your acting throughout this was amazing and gave me chills. You took interacting with us to a whole new level. Bra-fucking-vo.
And Robin, holy fucking cow shit. Dude, you are incredible at editing, like hot damn. It was eerie, creepy, and disturbing, but not too over-the-top. Perfect. The timing was on fucking point, and that added a whole new dimension to everything, along with what kind of glitch, how long it was…I hope you’re eating a lot of [insert your favorite dessert] right now because you fucking deserve it. You, sir, are so very talented. Wow. Also, check with your doctor to make sure you don’t have carpal tunnel.
I could write thousands of words trying to explain what happened this month and how impressive and genuine it was, but I don’t know if that would be enough or if I could express myself properly.
I know I can come off as seemingly hyperbolic sometimes with what I say, but I do mean every word. I don’t have people in my real life who do things for me or with me because they care. I don’t have someone I can count on to be there for me when I need them. So being a part of this community has done a lot for me, and having someone like Sean who is truly genuinely caring and backs up what he says with what he does and then some is something I really don’t take lightly.
So seriously, from the bottom of my fucking heart, thank you for doing this. This kind of thing is the perfect example of why this channel is so special.
That’s all. I’ll stop talking.
(But on a lighter note, one thing I keep thinking about is how someone is going to react like two months from now when they watch a random video from this month and they see a glitch and freak the fuck out because it’s completely random to them. That should be fun.)