i actually enjoyed that chapter so yeah

Boat

// In which the first date with Antonio Alejandro Bartholomew IV occurs //

part 2 of the sugar daddy series (part 1)

*Warning Contains Mature Content*

enjoy and see ya next chapter in san fransisco - drea🌿

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Too Sweet. Part 8- BTSVampire!au

Genre: Angst/ Fluff? (I’m sure there will be some elements of fluff eventually) / M(Mature themes) / Descriptions of blood and…other things/ Supernatural

Biased: You X Yoongi X Jungkook X Vampire!au BTS

Type: Vampire!au

A/n: Hii~ like I said the drabble blueberries is apart of this so yeah 🌸 this is probably the longest chapter I’ve ever written for Too sweet^^ enjoy~

Originally posted by jeonbase

I INTRO/Prologue I Part 1 I Pt. 2 I Pt. 3 I Pt. 4 I Pt. 5 I Pt. 6 I Pt. 7 I Pt. 8 I


“Are we done? My brain hurts…” 

“We’ve been here for less than an hour, but if you want to take a brake go ahead.” He finally let you go. You went to the chef who always took requests for snacks and tasty treats.

“Hi, can I have a bowl of blueberries?” The chef took your requests and went to the back of the kitchen. You stood there, waiting for the bowl of blueberries and low and behold Jungkook was walking over to you.
“Y/N.” He said your voice with a singsong tone, a lollipop between his lips and a grin. 

“What do you want?” He retorted, glancing at him briefly before taking the fruit back to your table.

“Oh, you know what I want.” He chuckled, his hand coming to brush your hair from your shoulder. “I see you’ve been pretty busy. Is there any place they haven’t bitten you?” He was referring to the multiple night wounds, littlering your skin beautifully. You rolled your eyes, trying to get away from him by taking your books and going to the study area. Namjoon had left and you were cursing yourself for leaving him for a stupid bowl of blueberries.

“I’ll be there in a minute Y/N.” Namjoon spoke walking past the hall and you hoped he’d come soon. Jungkook prowled around, there weren’t many students and the area you were sitting was somewhat secluded. He kept staring at you.

“Can you stop staring at me?” 

“Uh, no.” He laughed, closing your book and getting in your face. “I can stare at you as long as I’d like. If it wasn’t for Jin Hyung I’d be doing far more than staring, trust me.” You glared at him, getting up and attempting to leave but  he pinned you to the wall by your shoulders, a cocky grin plastered on his face. 

“You’re such a-” He silenced you with taking the lollipop and pressing it to your lips before tossing it somewhere.

“You’re such a sweetheart.” He quipped. “Y’know,” he leaned in, twiddling with your hair, “there’s no reason for me not to feed from you. They just don’t want me to have a good thing, there’s nothing wrong with us…Us doing this together. I personally think you were meant for me, a gift from above per se.” If there was one thing they all had in common it was their eyes, all of them had such mesmerizing eyes. “Your blood smells so good…” He brushed his nose against your neck, making you wince at the feeling.

“That’s nice isn’t it?” He blew air on your skin, sending shivers up your spine. 

“Jungkook, we’re not supposed to be doing this.” You mumbled, praying that your voice sounded convincing enough—his teeth were touching your skin.
“Why does it feel so right then?-”

“Jungkook. Get off of her.” Jin spoke, all 5 of the boys staring at you and Jungkook. Jungkook glared at them, then looked back to you.

“Ah, they found us…” He sighed. “Do you not want this? You want it from Yoongi…” He asked, grinning.

“I- Jin said you weren’t allowed to-” He cut you off.
“Do you or do you not, that’s the question. Simple question really. You don’t seem to-” 

“Get away from her right now Jungkook! I won’t say it again. Jimin take him to his room and make sure he stays there.” That’s the first time you’ve seen Jin show any type of anger. Jungkook was dragged away from you, all of the boys following him except Jin and Yoongi.

“Are you okay?” Jin walked closer to you, inspecting you for any physical harm.
“Jin…why is it so bad for Jungkook to feed from me? It seems harmless to me. He says there’s nothing wrong with us-” 

“Don’t ask me about that Y/N. It’s nothing you need to worry about.” Jin ran his fingers through his hair.

“But-”

“Don’t ask me again. Sleep in one of our rooms tonight, or just until I can talk to Jungkook.” With that he was gone, Yoongi was silent, not saying anything with his lips but his eyes told all. It was a look of condemnation, frustration, selfishness, you weren’t sure why he would feel that way. They all wanted one thing from you, how was Jungkook any different? How could he hurt you?


“It’s called jealousy Yoongi, we’ve all experienced it before.” Jin was steadily typing on his computer as Yoongi laid sprawled across the couch, contemplating his life. It was the day of the gala and he wasn’t looking forward to it, he was obligated to attend but if you were gonna be there he may be able to tough through the boring event. Jin had told him that you were busy preparing for tonight and despite how hungry he was it was inappropriate to feed on special occasions like this, Yoongi knew that already. Jin kind of chuckled at him. It was funny to see the normally mature and calm vampire in a predicament like this. 

“Since this is a student event all of of the head families won’t be there, I assigned specific seating for you to be with Namjoon and I. The event starts at 7, that’s less than two hours from now. We should get ready.” He looked to Yoongi, who didn’t have anything to say to that. Jin only wondered how you might respond to this, you not being familiar with events like this. This was going to be a fun night.

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I hate liars. (chapter 2)

Author’s note: first of all, finally decided on a face for our villain and he is the actor Dong Ha (whose real name is Hyungyu and I know he’s not actually petite but I wanted him to be so yeah). His portrayal of a psychopath in Suspicious Partner was so chilling, he’s the first one that came to mind. Hope you’re not disappointed with that. second, I might have gone slightly overboard. This is waaaaay longer than the first chapter and idk whether this is the kind of lengthy chapter you’d like or whether shorter ones would be better. Please let me know! Other than that, I hope you enjoy~

Genre: mafia!AU, very graphic imagery, attempted suicide, suicidal thoughts, mention of rape (if you’re not comfortable with any of those themes, please do not read) // female mc

Word count: 5147.

Summary: You never really knew how your father got involved in a gang but you knew what he did for a living, for the most part. When a rival gang comes to get what they’re due and your father refuses, everything turns to horror.

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          The whole ride to their HQ was a complete blur. You vaguely remember the tall blonde-haired man lifting you up into his arms and bringing you over to a big black range rover, putting you in the front seat and putting your seatbelt on. After that, you only remember the streets of Seoul, flashing before your eyes. Your head leaning on the cold hard glass window, you stared at passerby as they looked back at you before glancing away rapidly. Your entire world seemed to be falling apart piece by piece as you moved further away from your father and closer to what was going to be your future. You thought of running away. You thought of suddenly opening the car door when the driver stopped at a red light but you didn’t have the strength to bring that thought into motion. You just stayed there, motionless.

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Fairy Tail Chapter 540 Review

Boy is this a chapter I have mixed feelings about…

Our cover page is the sun village arc! Huh, kinda odd how no one ever talks about it.

We open in the Ravines of Time. Where Natsu is able to figure out this is Acnologia. Y’know Wendy did the same thing I’m wondering if it’s the smell power dragon slayers have that tips them off.

Acnologia shows off how he has all the dragon slayers in pillars. He goes on to explain that eating the ravines have given him time-space magic, which will give him the power to destroy the world. Y’know given how strong Acnologia is I don’t think he needed more help destroying the world.

Okay I’m going to ask you to keep this term he uses of “I shall exterminate you all” in mind for later. As well as this image of Igneel being killed by Acnologia. Trust me there’s a reason.

Outside the Ravines, Acnologia flies away to Magnolia (of course where else would he go). But what appears from the sky?

Yep, it is true. If you are a good guy no matter how unimportant, you’re going to live. This is still stupid but honestly I’m not as mad at this because these two are both pointless and I wouldn’t care about their status either way.

Yeah Anna, you fucked up.

So Anna explains that Acnologia due to having so much power has lost direct control of his physical body to compensate his soul is still in the ravines controlling the body, and he needs the dragon slayers to help circulate the body.

Alright first off, I will give the chapter this, this is a really cool idea. Now one could say this is giant contrivance that just exists so we have a way to defeat Acnologia easier highlighted by the fact he’s in human form. I will agree that this mainly happened just so we could make it easier to defeat him, but I will defend the human form because it’s his soul and no matter what Acnologia is human on the in side.

Second, why he didn’t kill you? If he need Dragon Slayers to properly control his body why didn’t he just kill you instead of spending time pushing you out?

Third, remember I asked you to remember the phrase “I shall exterminate…”, well this basically means he’s no exterminating them he’s just imprisoning them. So really his motivation of destroy dragons is pointless because he’s not going to kill them and actually needs them.

After hearing this Erza decides to embark to Magnolia. (Yeah sure ignore the fact your body is still damaged.

I had said that I enjoyed half of this chapter and that half was everything about the dragon slayers. This other half is just awful and pointless, and you’ll soon see.

Oh look it’s Mest. Guess everyone was wrong he doesn’t have a loli detector, he has a plot convenience detector.

So Mest Teleports Erza to Magnolia…

Slogan of the series…

And here is why I hate this half of the chapter. That it and by extension what’s happening with Erza, is a waste of potential. For the last couple months since the end of the Irene fight, Erza has been a glorified extra. She has sat on her ass and contributed nothing of value or anything character related (outside of that very small conversation about trust that went nowhere). You could white all of Erza’s scenes since getting on christina and insert any background fairy tail character, like Max, warren, Nab, etc, and you would get all of her scenes to the same effect. But now we are presented with a moment that could be a big characterization moment solely for Erza.

Now we have Erza seeing Makarov alive again, after see herself watched his sacrifice and used it as tool to help stop Natsu and Gray from fighting. But not only that, we have had her go through an experience where she met her biological parent and throughout it said that Makarov was her real parent. That want mentality helped Erza through fighting against Irene, that rage and loss she felt helped motivate her and now you have her seeing that he is alive once again. She can have this opportunity to reflect on how actually relived she is and how she’s able to be with her parent again. This should be a big moment for her, not something that can be solved in this few of panels! It’s so impersonal that once again we could easily replace Erza with any other FT member and we’d get the same effect from this wasted scene.

This isn’t me hating this chapter solely on Erza, this is me hating all the potential that her scenes could have and how compelling they could be this chapter. This isn’t the only scene either, that teleportation is another missed opportunity. We know Mest can’t directly teleport in kilometers, his magic only moves in small increments. Through this, while teleporting Erza could see all the destruction caused by Acnologia’s eternal flare and see how people, just normal people, were effected. She could be rattled by this and then seeing Makarov again puts her at peace or she could reflect on this, motivating her to want to stop Acnologia more. There is so much you could do to not humanize the situation their in, and it’s not taken advantage of.

So back on track…

Oh god, I simultaneously love and hate this scene. It is so great to see all of these characters together. It is so awesome. But what ruins this for me is a lot of these characters have done nothing for so long, by a base definition there’s no reason to start caring about them right now, and the other thing that hurts this is that again, wasted potential. All these characters and exploring character aspects of them, isn’t taken advantage of. How about Millianna being surprised that the OS were from the tower, or Kagura is happy to see Erza again, or Richard being happy that Sorano found her sister and he feels like finding Wally again. There’s tons of things you can do with this setup. By the way, Midnight and Minerva talked together, a ship has just been born!

And here’s what also gets me about this other half of the chapter. In the the grand scheme it’s pointless, because it seems to be setting up that they’ll handle the physical Acnologia. The one that is unstoppable and whatever fight they do put up is pointless because the Acnologia that’s controlling the body is going to fight the DS and if they kill the soul (Which they likely will) then body will stop working. Maybe they won’t fight it but it just seems like it’s set up to eat away more page space.

Back in the ravines Natsu breaks out of being encased.

Okay little odd here, Natsu used his damaged arm to break out. It’s implying that Wendy semi healed it to move (I’m going to assume she broke out while they were distracted). Why did Natsu need to use the broken arm to break out? He clear has another arm could’ve done it.

And again another missed opportunity. The are all breaking out because they hear the voice of the people that are waiting them, while cheesy I’d be fine with that, but again it could be more. Remember that image of the dead Igneel? We could maybe have had Natsu trapped in the pillar and then because this place is nebulous with time, we could flashes of Natsu’s timeline like that memory that motivate him to get his second wind. IN fact, you could do that for all the dragon slayers. Remember from my last review I had a problem with bringing focus on characters who’ve done nothing and are suddenly trust into relevance with out proper setup. Well through the way I desribed of having them see their time lines and becoming motivated it not only helps the audience be reminded of why should care about these characters but also helps the theme of this being an ending arc.

Okay not gonna lie, that’s a pretty awesome two page spread.

And we end on Acnologia’s face, and next chapter they will most likely fight. I’ll give credit to this, since they’ve escaped from the pillars Acnologia most likely has less control of his physical body thus prolonging time for the people outside of it, meaning the constant spouting of”we have to believe in them” actually matters.

Post Chapter follow up: As I said my feelings are mixed. I want to really like the stuff that was done well and I do. The problem is it’s also bogged down by these moments that could be so much more.

I’ll start with the positives, while this body split does exist more for making it easy to kill Acnologia it is still a very good idea. It’s definitely more interesting then the usual status of fights.

Also this is minor, but I love the atmosphere generated by the ravines of time. It really feels like this almost hopeless situation and the images of the dragon slayers in the pillars is so strong.

I also gotta give credit to the pacing of the chapter, it was much stronger than it usually is. I’m also very excited for the DS vs Acnologia.

The bad stuff, is pretty evident. It infuriates me how little goes into these moments that could add so much to the story and characters.Another thing in the bad side of things is just how pointless the stuff focusing on  the other characters outside the ravines are.

Also, another fake out death. Just because I’m not mad at it, it’s still bad writing.

Overall I want to say this could’ve been better if it cut out the scenes with the non dragon slayers and focused a bit more on them character and motivation wise. But since the Erza stuff is included we have to add this to the final grade.

Final Verdict: 4/10

  • What it does well it does well
  • Interesting setup
  • wasted potential
Must Be a Better Word- Ch11

Love.
There must be
A better word.
-Adam Gillon

My loves @stanleyuriis and @eddiesbadbreak helped me come up with some HCs about Richie and his home life so… its about to get angsty :^) Also on ao3

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wanna chat? pt.21

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yo whats up. before we start, a few things:

yes, adrien and nino’s kiss was before dark cupidyes, adrien knows that him and marinette kissed during dark cupid. marinette told him in ch15even if it wasn’t i doubt adrien would count dark cupid as his first kiss, seeing that he doesn’t remember it

now that thats done, warning for discussions of like…murder in this chapter? they dont actually kill anyone but theyre just like…casually discussing how you would kill someone with x or y. its mostly just ridiculous but there are a few parts that could be considered kind of gross so, tread carefully if needed. (conversation creds to @agrestenoir​, @breeeliss​, @reyxa​ and a few cameos from @chassecroise​ because i basically stole that wild ride of a conversation we were on)

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nino: im pretty sure chat noir was just flirting with me

ladybugfan2020: get it boy
would u break up with me for chat?

nino:
yeah probably

ladybugfan2020: cool same

nino: im glad were on the same page

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Movie Affair

Chapter VII

Current obsession; Aaron Taylor-Johnson.

Summary: Life as a young actress was hard, but when you get a part in a promising movie and reunite with the man you’ve fantasized about since you were 15 things get harder. At first it’s like every dream you ever had is coming true. But reality pulls you down from cloud nine as you start to fall for the one guy you weren’t supposed to.

WARNINGS: Language, music preference, mature content.

A/N: I had a meltdown bc of this stupid chapter, had to re-write the WHOLE DAMN THING. Bc I hadn’t saved the first draft -cuz I’m a moron like that- and lost it after I’d worked on it for three days and it was almost finished😭… But yeah, the original A/N said something like; I feel like I’ve taken too long to actually develop their affair so here goes nothing… Enjoy!

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“I don’t want fucking McDonald’s” I complain looking out the window.

“Oh c'mon, you’re always up for McDonald’s” Aaron says and I roll my eyes. He wasn’t wrong, but I was mad right now so I wouldn’t admit it.

“You ruined my fun” I say crossing my arms over my chest and he huffs.

“I saved your ass from the press Y/N. If you had indeed ‘beaten him up’ even a little, you could’ve been out of the movie.“ he says half scolding me.

Choosing not to respond we find ourselves in silent for a few minutes, until I sight and -half heartedly- say “Thanks”. I eye him and see how he looks up from his phone and smiles at me. The gesture all too adorable, causing me to drool over him all over again. I look away, feeling my cheeks get warm.

“But I still don’t want McDonald’s, I feel like I might puke it right up” I say making a grimace and Aaron chuckles.

“Ok, but I want. So we’re still going” he says and I snort, rolling my eyes when a little smile peeks at my lips.

When we get there the driver parks the car and I frown. Couldn’t we get it drive-thru? I look at Aaron as he is about to open the door and grab his arm. “Hey, it’s late I’ll go with you” he looks at me and chuckles.

“I can take care of me” he says getting out of the car anyways, I lay on the seat in order to still see him. “Besides, you…. I’ll just be right back” with this he closes the door, practically on my face.

“Fuck ’s he tryna tell me?” I slur frowning and then sit back up looking at the driver with a questioning look. He shrugs.

“Too many guys with too little good intentions at this hour.” he says and I frown, not understanding what he means at first. But when I do I fixate my eyes outside the car, on Aaron specifically. “If you were my lady, I wouldn’t have liked for you to get out of the car either.” he says look at me briefly, flashing a smile. I sigh, it was cute if it was true. But I’d already had to deal with one of those guys today, two would just be a fucking party.

“I’m not his lady” I slur as I watch Aaron come back. He looks at me apologetically and I just smile. “Don’t worry”

When Aaron gets in with the bag of food we start heading back to the hotel. The driver turns on the radio and there’s a song playing that almost made me go to sleep, so I lean to the front seat and ask him to change it. In a very nice way. Like, “Change that crap! I’m falling asleep hereeee” Aaron chuckled and with hands on my waist dragged me back to my seat. The driver laughed and changed the station. I knew this one, I’d heard waayy too much. It was an Adele song. I gasp remembering the lyrics. Singing them as I used my right hand as a microphone.

Everybody loves the things you do

From the way you talk, to the way you move

Everybody here is watching you

‘Cause you feel like home

You’re like a dream come true.

Aaron was looking at me with a shocked expression. I chuckle and swing my shoulders side to side, carrying on with the song.

But if by chance you’re here alone

Can I have a moment before I go?

‘Cause I’ve been by myself all night long

Hoping you’re someone I used to know

I look at Aaron, realizing he had started to sing with me on the second verse. I smile and we keep on singing like the two drunks we were.

You look like a movie

You sound like a soong

My God, this reminds me

Of when we were young

Let me photograph you in this light

In case it is the last time

That we might be exactly like we were

Before we realized

We were sad of getting old

It made us so restless

It was just like a movie

It was just like a song

In the pause I rest my cheek on Aaron’s shoulder, giving the song more passion.

I was so scared to face my fears

Nobody told me, that you’d be here

And I swear you moved overseas

That’s what you said, when you left me

I sit back up turning my whole body to Aaron, leaning in just enough.

You still look like a movie

You still sound like a sooong

My God, this reminds me

Of when we were yoouung

Let me photograph you in this light

In case it is the last time

That we might be exactly like we were

Before we realized

We were sad of getting old

It made us so restless

It was just like a movie

It was just like a song

We start singing softly the next part, leaning in closer so we can hear each other

When we were young [x4]

It’s hard to admit that

Everything just takes me back

To when you were there

To when you were there

And a part of me keeps holding on

Just in case it hasn’t gone

I guess I still care

Do you still care?

It was just like a movie

It was just like a song

My God, this reminds me

Of when we were young

When we were young [4x]

We lean closer again, my right cheek pressed with his left one, as we sang our hearts out. Holding back laughs at how ridiculous we probably looked.

Let me photograph you in this light

In case it is the last time

That we might be exactly like we were

Before we realized

We were sad of getting old

It made us so restless

Oh I’m so mad I’m getting old

It makes me reckless

It was just like a movie

It was just like a song

When we were young

We were breathing heavily at this point, chuckling lightly. I take a hand to his cheek as I pull away and chuckle harder, millimeters away from his face. His breath moving my hair, his eyes deep in mine. It dragged small electric shocks all over my skin. I had the urge to kiss him, to press our foreheads together. But I pulled away, taking a deep breath a resting my back agaisnt the door. I couldn’t do that, he had a girlfriend, and he clearly didn’t see me like that.

He sits back right, smiling and I smile too. Putting my legs on his lap comfortably. At first he looks at them like he doesn’t know what to do, but he then he rests a hand on one and takes it upon him to massage the other. I giggle at the ticklish feeling his hands on my skin give me, but don’t pull away. It felt nice, so I rest my head agaisnt the glass of the window and look outside. The streetlights passing over my head like shooting starts. And getting lost in that moment we arrive at the hotel.

I might’ve been half asleep of something, but when I get down from the car after Aaron the floor seemed way closer than it actually was. Making me almost fall when I get down. Lucky me Aaron was there and grabbed me by the arm. If not, God knows I would’ve hit the pavement with my face.

“You are so drunk” he says chuckling, he pays the driver and we wall inside the hotel.

“So are youu!” I half yell in the middle of the lobby and Aaron laughs. We walk towards the elevator and I grab the McDonald’s bag and inspect it’s contents. Grabbing some stray fries and stuffing my mouth with them.

Aaron drags me inside the elevator, laughing at something. ‘Something’ probably being me. Once inside I press our floor number, dancing to a song that was stuck in my head. Humming to it I elbowed Aaron, getting his attention. He just chuckled.

When we got to our floor I walked straight to my door, looking for the key inside my purse. Opening the door once I found it. Throwing myself on the couch and groaning in pleasure. “Ugh finally” I say and Aaron takes the McDonald’s bag from me, patting my thighs so I’d make space for him. Groaning I move, still taking up half of the couch.

“Woman, move” with this Aaron lifts me into a sitting position as I complain and laugh. He sits down taking his food out of the bag and passing me my fries.

“I’m like, at the best moment of being drunk” I say laying back and eating the fries.

“Wich moment?” Aaron asks taking a bite from his burger.

“I feel like I would do just about anything I’d normally not do, y'know. Like, I wouldn’t be ashamed of it right now, but if I was sober I’d be.” I say taking a bunch of fries to my mouth. But to mind came that one thing I couldn’t do.

I weren’t capable of kissing Aaron. It seemed like the one thing that actually stuck around in my brain for this long was the fear of rejection from him. And also the fact that he had a damn girlfriend.

“I guess that’s good” he speaks, getting my attention. “Until you wake up the next day and everyone tells you what you did” He says and laughs, making me laugh too. I put what’s left of my fries back on the bag. “Are you not gonna eat those?” He asks and I shook my head. Aaron frowns at me and takes a hand to my face, pretending to take my temperature and we both laugh.

“I’m fine, just a little too boozed up” I say smiling, he cups my cheek and by instinct I take my hand to his. “I’m fine dude” I chuckle putting his hand away and he rolls his eyes with a snort, getting back to his burger.

My eyes linger on him for a while, taking in the features of his face. Eyebrows, nose, cheeks, lips… I look away flustered and start taking off my heels. Damn it, if I could only have him for one night and make sure it wouldn’t change our friendship I’d do it. I wanted him all too bad. I had been wanting him since I was 15…

My mind lingered on that thought for a while. Fuck it’ I thought and grabbed my phone, scrolling down my playlist. Who knew when I’d ever get another chance to do something stupid and blame it on alcohol.

I finished removing my heels and stood up with my phone in hand. “This is a cool song” I said throwing my phone on the bed after pressing play. Making sure Aaron’s curious eyes were on me I started lip singing the song.

I haven’t seen my ex since we broke up

Probably ‘cause he didn’t wanna grow up

Now I’m out and wearing something low-cut

‘Bout to get attention from a grown up

Aaron tilts his head with a confused smile. I walked to the bathroom, making sure to swing my hips just enough.

‘Cause you hold me like a woman

In a way I’ve never felt before

And it makes me wanna hold on

And it makes me wanna be all yours

As the chorus started I undid the zipper of my skirt, turning my back to Aaron before letting it fall to my feet. In the bathrroom mirror I could see how his eyes crawled up my legs and lingered in my ass for a minute. A smirk place itself in my lips. If I could tease him just enough… Just enough to get him to want me. Then I could have him. I continued humming the song turning around again.

All he ever wanted was to go down

What we supposed to do with all his friends around, yeah

Smoking weed, he’d never wanna leave the house

Got an empty cushion on that sofa now

Aaron swallowed hard and stood up as the song continued. Walking towards me and not stopping until our faces were centimeters away. Deep, dark stare on mine, breath mixing with mine. “What are you doing?” he asked, my eyes fluttered closed at his husky voice. He walked away before I could give him an answer.

Guys my age don’t know how to treat me Don’t know how to treat me Don’t know how to treat me Guys my age don’t know how to touch me Don’t know how to …

And he turned it off, his chest raising and falling at the pace of his breathing. My legs threatened to fail me as he spun around and walked on my direction again. Passing right by me into the bathroom, I turned around following him with my eyes. “You need a shower, a cold one” he said turning the water on.

I bit my lip angrily when he turned to me again. I frowned and he walked towards me, pulling me up and carrying me to the shower. The cold water instantly fell over my shoulders making me squeal. “What the hell?!” I yelled angrily and slapped his chest.

“You’re drunk Y/N” he says not looking at me. As if I didn’t know that piece if information already.

“So what, you’ll shower me with clothes!?” I yell again, eyes wide and hands extended at each side of my head. He looks at me and we stay in silence for a second, water soaking my shirt, bra and panties.

Aaron looks down on my body and then meets my eyes again. And I can see in the exact moment he decides to give up. Getting inside the shower with me and pulling me into a desperate kiss. Wich I respond to immediately.

My arms go around his neck and he pushes me until my back hits the wall. He pulls away, only to grab my face and take a look at me, before kissing me again. I hum in response and kiss him back, his free hand falling to my hip and digging into my sking there. Maving a soft moan escape my troath. We pull away and take another breath, looking at the other.

He frowns as realization crosses his face. “You’ve been wanting this haven’t you?” He asks and I chuckle, a smirk placing on my lips.

“Took you this long to figure that out?” I ask, and he gives me an amused look. Crashing our lips together again.

His hands find the hem of my [ soaking wet ] blouse and pulls it over my head. Moving his hands to my waist after, they were hot against my skin. “You’re so cold” he says and I pull away, breathing heavily.

“So make me warm” I whisper on his lips and pull him closer. He lifts me by my waist, having me wrap my legs around his hips. Pants hanging dangerously low on them. I gasp when he shoves me agaisnt the wall again and moan when he buckles his hips against mine. I can feel the heat down on my core, and the friction with his pants only made it worst. His mouth traveled down my jaw, letting me be a panting mess.

“Shit. I want you” he mutters and reaches down for my panties, fighting to remove them. Biting on my neck at the same time, making me moan. I pulled from his hair, a grunt escaping his troath when I did. Leaning in I captured his lips again, separating my ass from the wall and making him hold me. And like that I removed my panties halfway to my thighs, the rest he did himself. I hear him unzip his pants and then press a finger against my clit, estimulating me enough to make me wet in seconds.

All I know after that is that he buried himself inside of me with a thrust. And I almost screamed, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, panting.

Neither of us moved for a few seconds, getting used to the feeling. My mouth was in a perfect circle and his hands held my ass tightly. He took a step back, carrying all of my weight as I hugged myself tighter to him, my nipples hardening under the lace bra.

He lifted me a bit, bucking his hips back and forth as he started fucking me. Starting off at a normal pace at first. Filling the bathroom with my moans and his. But then after some minutes he speeded up, thrusting brutally inside of me. Making me cry out in pleasure, my hands removing his shirt only from his shoulders. I couldn’t help but to be loud, I’ve been wanting this too long. And it was everything I ever wanted it to be.

Wild, passionate and raw.

I tilt my head back, the water of the shower splashing on my boobs. Slowly I lean my back against the wall again, shutting my eyes closed as curses fell from my lips. Aaron fucking my consciousness away. And he leans in, kissing the exposed part of my breasts. He sucked on them and grunted, I could feel his hot breath warming my chest under the shower and it was only making me want more.

His hair was soaked now, so I curled my fingers on it and buried his face deeper on my chest. “Oh baby, keep going” I moan, having him thrust harder. Hitting my sweet spot repeatedly.

“Oh fuck Y/N” he muttered as I tightened around him. His movements becoming sloppier. I cried out as the whole room spinned around me. If I hadn’t been having the best fuck of my life I would probably be throwing up.

“Aaron” I moaned, tapping his shoulder “Aaron” I moaned out for him again and he pulled back, putting me to face level again.

“Yes?” His eyes couldn’t concentrate on a single thing, so I grabbed his neck and pushed his face up to the crook of my neck. Wrapping my arms around his neck and my hands pulling from his hair. Gaining more skin to skin contact like that. My moans became louder, and his cock twitched inside me as he went in and out.

“Fuuck” I cried, closing my eyes and throwing my head back. My orgasm riping through me like a train. He rode it out, making me dizzy. His hands were buried on my ass, but he moved them up to my waist. Fingers digging on my flesh when he started cumming. Shit, if that didn’t bruise I’d give me a medal. Aaron grunted and finally rested his forehead on my collarbone, slowly stopping his movements.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion now. We stayed like that until our breaths evened out. And then he slid out of me, putting me down on my legs. Aaron pulled away but his hands were still on my waist. “Wow” I whisper, resting a cheek on his chest and he chuckles. Resting a hand on the back of my head.

“Wow indeed” he says and I chuckle too. I take a deep breath and pull away. Completely undoing the buttons of his shirt, pulling away to take it off and throwing it to the side.

“It’ll be dry by tomorrow” I say locking eyes with him and he has a smile on his lips. Like he couldn’t believe what just happened.

He chuckles and I laugh softly. “I know” I say and hug him by the waist. Maybe it was just the buzz of the alcohol. But either way, I really fucking enjoyed that.

“We’ll need to get something for you tomorrow” He says caressing my cheek and I nod.

“I just wanna go to bed right now” I say grabbing his hand and kissing his shoulder. He chuckles and leans his head back, so I’m able to kiss my way up to his neck.

“You’re not thinking second round are you?” He asks trailing a finger up and down my arm. I kiss his collarbone.

“What if I am?” I kiss his neck this time, smiling when he purrs as I move to kiss adam’s apple. Seemed like a yes to me.

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denied (2) | jungkook

Originally posted by beatriceindre

member: jungkook

genre: fluff? angst? smut? i really don’t know

POV (point of view): jungkook pov until the end, then reader pov

- summary: She liked him and he didn’t like her. He was everything she wanted and she was everything he didn’t ask for. He was the only person she had eyes for and she didn’t even exist in his mind. However, this wasn’t the beginning for the two

note: hEYYY GUYS i’m back with part two of denied!! sorry for the delay i just went back to school and i have had 3 assessments due this week so i was very busy. thanks for so many likes on the first, i wasn’t expecting like 66 people to like it, that would be 65 more people than i expected. I would also like to mention before you read this, i have this in an Australian context. I am basing this off of my experience at a high school so i use “canteen” which is like a cafeteria? but yeah since i’m aussie its just easier to do this and also the reason for the area code in front of her phone number. Nothing important actually happens in this chapter, but don’t worry actual y/n x jungkook interactions should happen in the next chapter. aNYWAYS THANKS FOR THE SUPPORT AND ENJOY CHAPTER 2

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New Roman Fic

Hey y'all so I’m thinking of posting another fic soon, it’s gonna be a werewolf!Roman AU, but like it has nothing to do w the wrestling business and is more focused on actual werewolf and pack stuff (lowkey maybe gonna make the wyatts the villains just cause I actually enjoyed roman vs the wyatts). Of course it’ll be the Bloodline (but I think I’m only gonna do Roman, the Twins, and Naomi for now).

Definitely throwing in some Greek/Hellenic stuff too (I can’t promise accuracy tho) bc that’ll fit well w the whole Wyatt shtick (magic v magic)

I know I made a post abt this a couple days ago but I can’t find it??

So let me know through reblogs/comments/asks if y'all wanna get tagged in this. I’ve got like 3-6 chapters written out since like May lol, depending on whether I post 1k words per chapter or 2k words.

Simplicité - Chapter 1 {Biadore}

Hi everyone! I’ve had this idea in my head for awhile, and I’ve decided that this is going to be my main focus for the time being. I’m going to try my best to update this every Wednesday night/Early Thursday morning.

This is a lesbian AU, set in Chicago during present day. Bianca, 26, is a successful business owner of the fabulous Simplicité Salon & Spa. Adore, 21, is her new personal assistant/makeup apprentice from Southern California. The two are close in age but couldn’t be more different, but they might end up surprising one another as they get to know each other, as well as themselves. Adore and Bianca are both on their own paths to acheiving personal growth, and have the help of Courtney, Bob, Farrah, and more. 😽 This will have a few side ships, and I already have it partially outlined because well, some of these experiences actually happened to me personally.

This is mainly a teaser chapter, its 3.9k so somewhat lengthy so I really hope you enjoy!!

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Pixie Dust - chapter 15

Last time, Neal had just turned up on Gold’s doorstep, much to Belle’s surprise.  It’s a bit weird writing a Christmas chapter when we’re almost into June, but enjoy the hints of food porn in the absence of any actual porn, because these two are still being dorks

Also fluff and Sprite do not mix - I may have to cause one of my other Golds some pain…

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Belle shut the door behind Neal, and he eyed her curiously, the strap of the oversized rucksack over one shoulder.

“Alistair wasn’t expecting you until New Year,” she said.

“Oh yeah, change of plan,” he said.  “I guess I should have called…”

“Oh no, he’ll be so pleased to see you!” she assured him.  “Do you want to take your things upstairs?  Your room’s all ready.”

“Um - okay.”

He opened and closed his mouth for a moment, as though he was about to say something, but appeared to think better of it, and made his way up the stairs, feet thumping on the treads.  Belle went back into the kitchen, filling the kettle with water and switching it on before preparing a pot for tea.  She tried to call Gold, but he wasn’t answering, and she assumed he would be driving.  She then cut some bread and buttered it, listening to the thump of feet on the stairs again, and looked over her shoulder to see Neal hovering in the doorway.  There was Christmas music playing from the little radio that sat on the windowsill, and he was looking at the cookies and the bags of different coloured frosting next to them with an expression of good-natured bemusement.

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Before the Sun Is in the Sky - Part 3

Pairing: Lin Manuel Miranda x Reader

PART 1 PART 2

Summary: Sometimes, it’s best to end it while the love is still there.

Warnings: Cursing. That’s it. (I’m surprised I haven’t written any *bow chicka wow wow* scenes yet. Whaaaaaaa?)

Word Count: 4,238 (HAHAHAHA SOMEONE STOP ME.)

A/N: I’m still so astounded the fact that you guys actually enjoy my writing????? Like it’s so rusty?????? BUT YEAH, ANYWAY. I dunno, it can’t be all rainbows and unicorns, friends, so I was like, LOL, LET’S DO THIS. So yeah, I present to you the final chapter of this series thingy. I dunno what to call it. But again, thank you so much!!!!! I am extremely humbled by your response!!! I have one request that I’m working on right now, but if you guys have anything else you’d like me to slaughter, I’d be honored to be your shitty author. I legitimately love you all.

P.S.: Shameless promo here. GO FOLLOW BECCA BECAUSE SHE IS FANTASTIC AND PERFECT AND SO INCREDIBLE. Tbh, she inspired me to write because of her own brilliance so GO, FRIENDS. GO READ HER STUFF. Okay read the thing now byyyyyyye.

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It’s been two weeks.

Fourteen days, seventeen hours, twenty-nine minutes, and eighteen, nineteen, twenty…

After being exclusive with Lin for a solid eight months, (and seeing him consecutively for thirteen days since that first date despite some days that only allowed you half an hour together), it’s been two entire weeks since you’ve physically seen him. Your fingertips haven’t grazed the stubble on his cheeks, his arms wrapped themselves around your waist, your lips haven’t tasted the sweetness of his own. Your ears haven’t been graced by his melodious voice, your eyes have not been transfixed by his mesmerizing dark brown orbs, your skin has not felt his radiating warmth. It’s been fourteen days.

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“together” preview, what?!

so, exciting news, my loves!! 

I’ve actually been working pretty diligently on the next chapter of “together”, and hope to have it out before I go back to school on the 24th! so you won’t actually have to wait three months for another chapter! heck yeah!

as you may have noticed, I haven’t been as active on here in the past week or so, and part of the reason for that is because I’ve been trying to use whatever free time I have to work on my story. so, because of that, I’ve decided to give you all a little preview of the next chapter to hold you over until I can get to some more asks again!

under the cut for you all to enjoy, I love you. <3

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Lascivious Chapter Five

Parings: Royai and Havolina

Rating: T

Summary:  If alchemists live by the concept of Equivalent Exchange, it seems only natural that Roy Mustang must replace what he has destroyed. Lust!Roy

A/N: Hey everyone! Anyone remember this fic? No, maybe not and that’s probably fair. The good news is that during this long hiatus a lot of exciting (and busy) things have been going on behind the scenes. If you follow me on Tumblr, you’re probably semi aware of me graduating high school and completing my first year of college. The other good news (Yep! Two of them!) is that this fic is now completely written. Yeah, you heard that right; for the first time in my life (No, actually. For the first time) I have finished a multi chapter work, so the long waits are over and this will be updating probably on a weekly (Maybe biweekly? We’ll see) basis. Of course, the equivalent exchange paid for that was this incredibly long wait you all sat through. Hopefully you still find this fic something to be worth reading and I really hope you all enjoy the future installments of Lascivious.
And, as always, a special thanks to Kate @rizascupcakes for beta-ing this.

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Life Swap Chapter 7

Hope everyone’s having a lovely day! I love hearing about what you guys think, it means so much! I’m always here to talk about other things too, whether its Shawn, one direction (if you go on my blog its basically them and shawn), even personal problems you need help with i’m here. But i do really enjoy the comments that some people have said so thank you. Hope everyone enjoys this chapter! :)

Chapter 7:

           “Shawn am I going to see you and Y/N at the after party?” One of Shawn friends asks as he pats his shoulder from behind, and walks by as we are exiting the theater.

           “Yeah, I’ll see you later bro.” He responds.

           “Wait there’s an after party?” I question. I have come to the realization that I will never know what is going on until it actually happens.

           “There always is, Nicole didn’t say you had to go. But judging by that, people are expecting you to.” He says.

           “I have nothing else to do, so why not?” I answer.

           There is a crowd of paparazzi crowding the vehicles ahead of us. Shawn’s body guard is leading the way, trying to shove anyone who is in our path.

           “Come on, hold on to me tight.” He says putting his hand out behind his back so I can latch on to him. I squeeze it tight because there’s a lot of pushing and shoving. The lights are flashing so bright I can barely see the back of Shawn’s head, even though his hand is intertwined with mine.

Everyone is shouting, more specifically, in my ear asking me question I don’t know how to respond to.

           “Shawn is this just your one night stand?”

           “Shawn who’s the girl?”

           “Shawn finally found a girl for more than a second!”

           I don’t know how, but Shawn ignored all the ignorant comments thrown his way. I was shocked that people can just shout rude stuff like that into people’s faces. I must have gave so many people dirty looks because of the unnecessary comments.

           Once we got to the car, we slide right in.

           There’s silence between the two of us for a while. Shawn lounges back as he browses through his phone. His legs rest in a comfortable position while his head leans back on the seat. I couldn’t help but still think about what the people were saying to him. It was like he was an object that couldn’t respond.

           “Hey… I have a question.” I say directing my attention from the window to him. His head turns toward me but his expression looks nervous for what I’m about to ask.

           “I really hate when you have questions, but okay, what is it?’ He jokes.

           “I was just wondering how you handle that negativity towards you.  Didn’t you find any of those questions offensive?” I questioned, in all honesty. Maybe I’m not use to this life but shouldn’t it be a natural human instinct to be respectful and kind?

           “I just block it, sometimes I lash out but other times if it affects me, I just write about or bottle it up. Whatever comes naturally I guess.” He explains. He looks at me and he can tell I feel sorry for him. I can’t process how he feels because I’m the person who says I’m fine but really is affected anyways.

           “Hey listen, if I was really bothered, I don’t think I would continue on with it. So don’t worry about me, I can handle it. I just hope you can, because you haven’t seen anything yet.”

           His comment made me feel nervous because all that just happened was overwhelming, I couldn’t imagine what the rest consists of. I turn toward the window again, trying not to think about what he said too much. I dramatically look out the window as we drive on.

           The driver pulls to a curb and opens the car door for Shawn and me. A night club appears in front of us. You can’t tell it’s a night club because it’s on a very discrete side road with barely any lights. All the clubs I have been were flashing lights and crowds of people fighting to get in. This one is probably for outrageously expensive, but it will be interesting to experience.

We head straight to the VIP area where people invited to the after party go. The club had a misleading representation because as we climb up the stairs to the VIP area, I peer down and notice crowds of people dancing on each other with barely any room to breathe.

           I’ve never been in a VIP area until today and I don’t know what to expect. A girl with a clip board unchains the rope and allows us in as soon as she recognizes Shawn. Her face became red as she let out a giddy laugh and smile when Shawn said hi. It’s so interesting to see how people react to him. People look right through me half the time because they are confused who I am and why I would be with Shawn.

           As soon as we walk through people shake Shawn’s hand and ask him how he is. We just move along like usually because it seems like Shawn never wants to converse with random people other than his friends.

           “Shawn how are you mate?” An Irish man appears from the bar in front of us.  His casual look makes him stand out from everyone else, but it doesn’t matter to me because I’m in complete awe. I couldn’t believe who was in front of me.

           “Niall man, how are you?” They do a quick embrace before Niall notices me. I don’t know what to do or how to act.

           “And who’s this?” He questions. I smile and stand there silently so Shawn can introduce me.

           “This is Y/N…. oh my girlfriend.” Shawn says almost forgetting to keep up the act. I’m polite as always and shake his hand. I don’t say anything because it was a quick exchange.

           “Did you want to grab a beer for a sec? Y/N grab a seat on the couch over there.” He points to a long couch filled with barely enough room for us. “We will meet you.”

           I stand their awkwardly. Even though he told me where to go, I didn’t want to be left alone in an area I really don’t belong in. Of course I agree anyways. Apparently ‘no’ is word that isn’t in my vocabulary.

           Shawn turns around before I can say anything else, which leaves me standing alone. Until it seemed like he forgot something. I hoped he ask me to join but of course it is never anything I think he is going to say.

           “Oh, did you want anything?” He asks.

           “Vodka Sodas good.” I say and head towards the couch where he told me to go. At least he asked me for a drink because I could go for one right about now.

                       I look around and everyone is chatting and dancing on each other. I make my way over to the couch where Shawn told me to go. I try squeezing through people grinding on each other while downing drinks. I apologize as I continuously hit people but no one seems to care.

When I finally get to the couch, there is just enough room for the three of us, if Shawn doesn’t pick up anymore of his friends on the way over here. There’s a group of prestigious people next to me whispering, because they don’t know who I am. I try not to make eye contact because if I look in their eyes, my awkwardness might kill them.

           I just need Shawn to come back because my phone has no service and people are starting to look. I hate getting attention, especially this way.

           A girl makes eye contact with me but I look away. I can feel her looking at even though my attention is toward a different direction. She dismisses herself from her friend group and walks over to where I am. I think to myself ‘What could this girl possibly want?’, ‘Why me?’ Her long tan legs go on for days while her blonde hair flows even with no wind.

           “Hi there.” She says leaning her back against the wall while my eyes still wonder for Shawn. When I get a good look at her I realize it’s the girl Shawn had over this morning.

           “Hi.” I say and look away trying to search for Shawn once more.

           “I definitely know you.” She says trying to start conversation.

           “Yeah, I’m that girl you tip toed by this morning.” I replied.

           “Oh right. I’m April by the way.” She says.

           “Y/N.” I really didn’t feel like talking to this girl because she gave me a weird feeling but I gave her a polite smile.  I’m not trying to say more than a couple words, so she gets the hint I’m not up for talking without Shawn. It’s not that I don’t like meeting new people, it’s just these people have connections to other important people, and I don’t want to regret anything I might say.

           “So Y/N, where’s your roommate. I’d like to meet up with him again.” She goes on.

           “Oh Shawn? That’s a good question. I have absolutely no clue.” I answer honestly.

           “What are you two anyways? Cause I guy like him doesn’t belong with a girl like you. So what is it, just old friends?” She rudely remarks, not thinking anything of it.

           I didn’t think people actually acted like this, but I guess there is always a first. I just don’t understand what this girl is trying to prove, so I turn towards her to give her my full attention.

           “I feel like I shouldn’t be telling you anything?” I try to get up and away from her but she blocks me in.

           “I’ve seen pictures of you two. Don’t try to fool me. I’m just warning you, stay away because Shawn and I have been off and on forever now. Whatever you guys are doing, is obviously not real, so just warning you, stay away.” She says trying to threaten me.

           “I have no time for you or for this so please move.” I reply I say trying to shove my way passed her.

           She lifted her hand in the air and points to me. I stop in my tracks to look back at her and then back at a security guard coming my way. I don’t know what I did so I just stand there not knowing what to do.

           “Excuse me miss who are you here with?” The security guard hovers over me. People begin to look and I begin to try hide myself.

           “Shawn Mendes” I say timidly.

           “Do you have a pass?” He asks in a more aggressive tone.

           “I came as a plus one with Shawn Mendes like I said.” I try to back myself up. It would be great if Shawn just showed up.

           “Don’t listen to her she tried to sneak in, I saw her.” April said chiming in. I really felt like I was in high school with the drama this girl is starting but at this point I was willing to leave.

           “Come with me miss.” The security guard said grabbing my arm and escorting me out.

           “I’m happy to.” I say giving April a deviant look.

           The door slams behind me as I end up back by the front of the club. I search around for a seat but it’s just sidewalks with people roaming them. I find a step by the entrance and sit down.

           I should be mad at a lot of things right now but so many things just happened it’s hard to process. I was forgotten, than basically tortured by a random person, and my phone is still not working, so everything is just turning into a downward spiral.

           “Hey Y/N.” A man’s voice says coming out from the entrance of the club. “Can I sit here?”

Niall comes out all alone surprisingly. It makes me more curious to where Shawn was wondering off to.

“Hey Niall!” I say giving him a smile then leaning my elbows on my knees and resting my head.

“Why aren’t you inside? We just came looking for you.” He said while putting a cigarette in his mouth.

“Well I got kicked out because someone didn’t believe I actually came with Shawn.” I said letting out a laugh.

“To be honest I wouldn’t believe it either. I’ve met some of the people Shawn introduces me to and they are not half as nice as you.” He says nodding to me than blowing some smoke out of his lips.

“Aw thanks, I’m still mad that he ditched me though, I’m new at this if you couldn’t tell.” I explain to him finally starting to feel angry that I was just left alone.

“Give it time. Shawn’s always had flings with girls who only cared about themselves and what they look like. He doesn’t realize you would rather socialize with his friends then sit and gossip.” He explains to me. It’s weird that Niall Horan of all people is giving me advice.

“I guess I’m not used to waiting that’s all. Thank you for the advice though.”

“How did you guys meet anyways?” He asks.

“I work for his publicists.” I shortly state. I’m trying not cough as smoke drifts into my face.

“Oh okay. Wish I would have beat him to it.” He says flicking his cigarette to the street. He walks over to me with his hands in his pockets.

“Well I’m going to go back in. Nice meeting you Y/N.” He says and waves a goodbye.

I hear him open the door to the club but another voice sounds with it.

“Better not be hitting on my girl.” Shawn jokes to Niall while he makes his way over to me. Shawn stands directly in front of me waiting for me to say something. He takes his suit jacket off and tries to place it around my shoulders but I resist.

“I’m fine I don’t need your pity comfort” I say, clearly irritated.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize we would be gone that long.” He pouts and takes a seat next to me.

“I’m not mad that you left, I’m mad that you didn’t include me. I don’t think you realize that I will gladly socialize with your friends. It doesn’t have to be us to all the time just to please your fans.” I explain. I’m learning to be more honest because I’m not trying to be walked all over.

“I’m just not used to people being actually there for me. I have my friends but I build my walls up because people tend to use me.” He says, actually letting his feelings out.

“Oh like your little girlfriend April, who got me kicked out.” I jokingly remark.

“April? Like this morning April? She was here?” He says trying to process what I just said. He looks out in the distant and then it clicks in his head that I got kicked out.

“Wait why did you get kicked out?” He says hysterically laughing.

“April said I snuck in, and I told them I knew you but she made him believe that I didn’t so here I was sitting on the curb by myself until Niall came out.” I explain to him. I let out a laugh because it’s funny that all that stuff just happened.

“Wow, I’m an ass. Sorry I wasn’t there.” He apologizes.

“I guess your karma for leaving me is having a psycho model stalking you.” I say while I watch him stand back up. He lets out a laugh, and nods his head over to the direction of the driver.

We both get into the car, and Shawn nods off taking a ten minute snooze until we get back.

“Y/n we are here.” The driver whispers to me trying not wake up Shawn.

“Shawn” I gentle rub his leg to wake him. “We are home.” It sounded weird to say those words.

“Oh how long was I sleeping?” He asks me with confusion. He lets out a little yawn and stretches his arms up revealing his stomach just a bit. I tried to look down quick but look back at his eyes.

“Ten minutes. Come on.” I say telling him to hurry.

He slides out of the car and places his arm on my shoulder. We still have to make our apartment building believe we are dating so little moments like this make it believable.

“Have a good night.” The door man says. I wave him goodnight and Shawn gives him a small smile.

Once we get into our apartment, we both put on comfy clothes and sit on the couch to watch some TV.

“Why aren’t you going to bed?” I asked Shawn.

“I just needed a little nap, what are we going to watch?” he questioned getting comfy with a blanket and a pillow.

He keeps moving around, trying to find a position to lay in.

“Are you done yet?” I say getting thrown off with all the noise he is making.

“Now I am.” He says resting the pillow up against my legs while he is still snuggled with the blanket. I don’t know if I should be uncomfortable that he is this close to me willingly, so I just continue on to Netflix.

“Netflix. Hmmm don’t think of making moves on me Y/N.” He says trying to be slick.

“Never in a million years.” I say.

“Should I be offended?” He lets out a laugh. I slap his shoulder and let out a laugh.

“I didn’t mean it like that… ugghhh” My cheeks become blushed.

“Alright, we are going to watch Greys Anatomy.” Trying to change the subject.

“I secretly love this show!” Shawn admits, and becomes more focused on the screen.

“This is my second time watching it.” I say shamefully.

“Oh wow I’m definitely not that obsessed.” He says trying to push my buttons.

Ten minutes in Shawn begins to breathe heavy. I notice his eyes are shut tightly and his head has inched closer into my lap. He must be comfy because he hasn’t flinched. I inspect every detail on his face and how his beauty marks a line. His curly hair stays in tact while his head presses against my leg. I’m not sure where to place my hands because even though it’s comfy for him it’s an awkward position for me.

I hesitate to put my hand on his chest but it seemed the most logical place. My hand rises up and down with every breath he takes. My other hand strokes through his silky hair when I begin to get restless from watching the show.

For the months I’ve known him, I never thought we would be this close.

Beauty in the Fire pt.2


A Jonerys au


Jon Snow is starting to feel something for Daenerys.

What exactly? He’s not sure.

As time passes Jon begins to see that the once “beast” is not who she appears to be.

Who is she? Why is she cursed?

Curious for more Jon starts to befriend the once queen. Though he soon realizes that some stories don’t have happy endings. Discovering things about himself he never knew Jon will find the light in the dark. Day after day Jon starts to fall deeper into Daenerys spell. As Jon begins to question where his heart truly lies outside forces start to close in on their magical haven.

Can Jon separate his head from his heart or will the Dragon be lost to him forever?.


Part 2 baby! Yeah! I’m actually making this into a multi-chapter on AO3 under the same name so make sure to keep a look out when I post it!. Hope you enjoy! 💙 

anonymous asked:

I really I'm not a fan of the twin theory ,I mean our ciel has been through so much give him a break already .Also ,I think I understand why he think so little for himself ,he was also left behind just looking at his family enjoying themselves and it seems that the people around him all put there expectations on the other ciel ,while our boy got nothing .

Yeah the new chapter is actually quite sad the way it’s been portrayed from our Ciel’s perspective. But I wouldn’t say he was left behind or that he got nothing. Because of his bad health he had to be treated differently. That doesn’t mean that he wasn’t loved or anything. I rather think that his family may not have wanted to put any stress on our Ciel because of his health and because he was already shyer and all. For the twin it was easier to talk to people so Vincent took him along to meetings more often. But Vincent didn’t want to force our Ciel to do the same if he wasn’t comfortable with it. And when he still wanted to come he was also allowed to come (like when they met Kelvin).

Of course, not being able to go outside that much and not being part of some trips that his family made is hard for a young child. And it surely is part of the reason why he’s shyer and less extroverted. But I’m sure there were also many occasions when they all did things together inside or – when our Ciel was feeling better – also outside. And the twins surely had a great time together.

Also, our Ciel said it himself, he was happy.

Grapefruit - After 14x05
A/N~ *claps* I am on team optimism regarding Omelia’s current state even if this chapter feels like otherwise! Ok that’s all I really have to say. And the fact that I actually really enjoyed this ep! It’s no secret that I’ve been hoping Greys would focus on Owen’s time in Baghdad since season 6, so it was nice that 8 seasons later someone with power agreed with me. Another not secret, I love sibling relationships, so yeah, overall really liked this ep! Enjoy this chapter or something 🙈

—- After 14x05 —-

Amelia startles at the phone ringing, having been so lost in thought. She picks up without saying a word.

“Hey,” Violet says, on the other end. “I know it’s not our usual date and time, but I just wanted to check up on you and make sure everything’s okay at home and everything. Also, I could use someone to talk to on the way home… How are you?”

Amelia smiles, glad someone was checking in on her, but not willing to admit that. “I’m in an on-call room at the hospital,” she says.

“Are you back at work already?” Violet asks. “That just feels really soon, you just had brain surgery–”

“I’m not working,” Amelia says. “Just… staying the night here, I don’t really feel like facing anyone tonight.”

“What’s wrong, is everything okay?” Violet asks. Amelia can hear the sounds of the road around her, the drone of driving, her turn signal, some LA autumn rain.

“Um, I think Owen and I are getting a divorce,” Amelia starts, biting her lip. She hates saying that out loud, she really does. “It’s for the better, it, it really is, but…”

She hears Violet pull her car to the side of the road. “Hey, Amelia, I’m sorry, I didn’t know,” she says, her voice dropped down into sensitive, kid-glove-wearing territory.

“You don’t have to say it like that,” Amelia tells her, catching on right away to change in tone; the stupid, sympathy tone. “It’s okay. It’s… it’s okay.” She’s having a hard time saying it. “It’s okay.”

“It’s not okay,” Violet replies gently, “You’re upset. It’s okay to be upset.”

“I did this to us,” Amelia says, her voice breaking just a little. “I didn’t mean to, but I did. Owen married a tumour, I was a tumour–”

“You have to stop saying that,” Violet interrupts, “You know it isn’t true. Your personality was not affected by your tumour, just your judgement.”

“Which affects a lot of how I act, Violet, practically my whole acting self,” Amelia counters.

Violet sighs. That is true, but not the point. “So you’re different now,” she starts, as usual with Amelia, not getting much out before being interrupted, that much about her acting self hadn’t changed.

“I’m different and he didn’t sign up to marry this person I am now,” Amelia finishes. “It’s okay, I get it. That’s why I gave him an out while I was still in the hospital, and he thought he didn’t want it then, but I don’t blame him now.”

“He said then in sickness and in health–” Violet protests, trying to justify anything she can.

“We weren’t happy, Violet,” Amelia shuts her down firmly. “I’d rather him be happy alone than miserable with me, okay? Guess this isn’t something you’d personally resonate with, considering you and Pete stayed together even though you hated each other–”

“Don’t talk about Pete,” Violet asks, her tone now coming off as mildly offended. Amelia’s instinct to get a little mean when she became angry apparently hadn’t changed either. “My marriage to him and our personal feelings are none of your concern.”

Amelia takes a deep breath, reeling herself back in, stopping herself from saying more hurtful things to her friend. “I’m sorry,” she says under her breath.

“I’m sorry you and Owen are unhappy together,’ Violet responds. “I don’t want that for you.”

“Well, that’s why we’re separating,” Amelia says, taking another deep breath, “I don’t want him to be unhappy either. He deserves more.”

“So do you,” Violet reminds her.

Amelia nods. “Uh-huh,” she adds, cause Violet can’t see her nod. “Thanks, Violet.”

“What’s next for you, Amelia?” Violet asks, out of curiosity mostly, but she wanted to get Amelia thinking about it too.

Amelia doesn’t know. “I guess in the morning, I go to Meredith’s, reclaim my room there. From there… I really don’t know, Violet.”

She really doesn’t know.

The New Princess - chapter 3

Pairing: Dean x reader, modern prince!Dean AU

Summary: You look exactly like the princess of Genieve who is promised to marry the prince of your country, Prince Dean. But what happens if the princess doesn’t want to marry him and meets you, her look-a-like?

Words: 3100ish

Warnings: none, except some swear words

A/N: I’m sorry this one took a little longer, but life happened and I didn’t have time to edit the hell out of this chapter. But it’s here now!!! I want to thank y’all for your support and response on the previous chapter! It really means a lot, so thank you again. Feedback is very welcome and if you want to be tagged in future parts just let me know. Hope y’all enjoy!
P.S. I hope my tags are working, if not, please tell me :) 

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“Put it on speaker!” Charlie shouted and Jo did as was asked, tapping her fingers on the screen of her phone.

“Ellie, is that you?” Jo questioned panicked, her gaze shifting between you and the phone.

“Yeah, one of my plans actually worked,” Elizabeth exclaimed, her happiness clear in her voice as it sounded through the speakers of Jo’s phone.

“Oh God, i can’t believe it,” Charlie whispered in shock, her eyes fixed on you. You smiled a little sheepishly and shifted in your seat, uncomfortable under her gaze.

“Elizabeth, are you crazy? This is not okay! Get back here right now!” the blond started her rant after she shook off the initial shock. “You can’t run away like that and use some girl to replace you!”

“Oh my God,” Charlie sighed and turned to you. “Did she even ask you to do this?” Both of their eyes were trained on your face as you shook your head, a panicked look on your face. “Seriously, Elizabeth, you can’t do this! This poor girl is absolutely terrified,” the redhead huffed. The phone stayed quiet for a little while until a soft sob left the speaker. You frowned at the cries and even though the princess put you in this position and completely ruined your day, you felt sorry for her. You couldn’t help but wonder why she was crying, what could be so important she would do something like this.

“Fine,” she sniffed. “Go get Benny or Gadreel and let me talk to them.” Charlie got up and started making her way for the door. Biting your bottom lip, you doubted if you should ask her why she did it. Before you would change your mind, you cleared your throat and exclaimed a ‘hold on’, grasping the attention of everyone around you, including Elizabeth. Charlie stopped dead in her tracks and turned to look at you. The two girls in the room gave you a curious glance, making you shift in your seat again, an awkward feeling settling in your stomach.

“I want to ask you something,” you sighed. The Princess hummed through the phone, signaling you could continue. “Why… Why did you run away?” Silence fell between you all as you waited for Elizabeth to answer.

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Fix a Heart 23

Chapter 23 - Beautiful Mess

**AN 1 - Just a heads up, I’ve been missing a lot because my family rescued a small woodland creature who was hurt. She’s taken to me best so my evenings revolve around cuddles, bottle feedings, and focusing on her. It’s taken a lot of my writing time but I promise it’ll come back. I’m getting small intervals but hopefully the updates are worth it. :)

**AN 2 - I have been wanting to do an adopting story for forever. And with the story, I wanted to go into detail about the process and what actually goes on. With that being said, some of the pieces of the following chapters may be boring because they will be informative however, I promise there will still be the usual drama and Chmergess that everyone loves. I hope you all enjoy this as well. :)

When the world shakes us

Trying to take us out of line

Fear of tomorrow

Feelings we borrow for a time

“So you guys have your meeting tonight?” Maks asked Val as they were in the gym working out.

“Yeah, we go at 5:30.”

“And they just talk to you about how it’s going to work?” Maks said handing his brother the bar to begin his sets.

“Yeah…..I think they just explain the process. Let us know what’s expected, all the requirements, help sources, and just all that stuff. I think they do huge groups so we see support systems and so people can see if it’s really what you want to continue with.”

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