i already uploaded this but the last one was too dark so here

i need me some jealous kara in my life, so of course i did what any person would’ve done and came with a bunch of headcanons to satisfy my own needs because that’s what self care is all about.

  • it all starts one afternoon, they’re downtown in one of lena’s favorite restaurants and kara’s talking excitedly about the new article she’s writing when lena’s phone goes off. usually when they’re together lena ignores it, she always says it’s business associates and insists they can wait but this time lena sees the name on the screen and smiles widely, “oh it’ll be just a minute kara, sorry” kara nods, motions her to go ahead and tries to focus on her pasta until she hears lena giggling “i can’t wait to see you! it’s been, what? six years?” something inside kara twitches. who is she talking to? most importantly who is making her smile like that?! that’s usually her thing. lena keeps talking to whoever is at the other end of the line as if she’s not there, beaming, chuckling… kara’s always believed herself to be someone non violent (for most the time) but she’s now wishing she could grab lena’s phone, throw it to the ground and break it.
  • turns out, lena says to her when they’re on the car ride back to l–corp, that one of her dearest friends from boarding school is planning a visit to national city and called her to see if they could get together, “her name is molly, we were together on science club and we hit it off right away,” kara knows it’s irrational to feel so… heated at the thought of lena hanging out with someone else because damn, she’s her own person and she’s allowed to have as many friends as she’d like but… it makes her extremely uncomfortable to think about lena laughing with someone that is not her. “i have to admit i had a little bit of a crush on her when we were younger,” and kara doesn’t know molly, has never seen her and certainly has no interest in doing it so but she already hates her.
  • “and then she said,” it’s game night, james and winn have paused mortal kombat to listen to her angry rant and alex is staring at her with wide eyes, beer in hand. “oh i used to have a crush on her, as if it’s the most trivial thing on the universe, did you know she was supposed to come tonight? i promised i would let her win at mario kart, but no! molly’s plane lands today and she called to say—i’m so sorry kara, i can’t make it, i’m gonna go pick her up, maybe some other time? can’t molly call herself an uber? does she really need to have lena’s attention all to herself? gosh it makes me so upset someone would be so selfish.” winn opens and closes his mouth a few times, not sure if he should say anything about the whole situation, james and alex are looking at each other, silently deciding on who should be the first to talk until finally alex breaks the silence. “kara… you don’t even know this molly person, didn’t you also say her and lena hand’t seen each other for years? it’s normal that they want to spend time with each other, catch up with what’s been going on in their lives.” kara crosses her arms over her chest and angrily stares out the window, she wants to bury her face on ice cream because though she knows alex is right she still wants to deck molly in the face.
  • lena is never late, if anything she’s always early to arrive to their lunch dates, but for the first time in months, lena luthor is fifteen minutes late and kara’s getting impatient, maybe she got caught up on work and didn’t see the hour, maybe she had to sign some contracts before leaving, maybe… maybe… she tries and call her twice but she doesn’t answer and that’s when kara gets worried, what if something happened to her? what if while she was on her way someone stopped her and hurt her? she’s tempted to alert the deo, tell them to search for lena’s location when she enters the restaurant a little breathless and with her hair disheveled. “kara i am sorry!” she sits down across from her and takes out her coat, “molly came over to my office and we started to talk, i didn’t mean to keep you waiting.” kara’s face goes dark. it’s wednesday, this is supposed to be their day, their afternoon, their time to be with one another without people interrupting and of course molly had to come and ruin it. “did you know molly has a motorbike? she dropped me off!” oh amazing, molly owes a motorbike, so does half the population of national city, she’s nothing especial. kara doesn’t feel like eating anymore and ends up leaving early. 
  • she’s punching one of the walls at the deo repeatedly, each punch harsher than the last. her knuckles feel on fire but it’s working wonders to get her mind off lena and her new best friend molly whom today decided to invite her to the beach. “what is wrong with her?” winn whispers to alex almost scared of kara’s sudden display of anger, alex shrugs and tell him she has no idea since kara refuses to talk with anyone about it. “she’s jealous,” j’onn says without looking up from the file he’s holding and both of them open their mouths in surprise. “psychic, remember?” 
  • “have i done something to upset you?” lena asks with her cheeks red in embarrassement and her voice breaking, “you’ve been avoiding me for weeks, yesterday you cancelled our lunch date because you said you had a lot of stuff to do but then you uploaded a picture on instagram with james in your pajamas eating popcorn. look kara, i know we all need our space sometimes but i’d rather hear the truth than finding out via social media that you’re lying to me.” she sounds so hurt and she’s almost on the verge of tears, kara feels awful she didn’t mean to make her feel bad, she was just tired of hearing her talk about molly and how amazing she was every single time they got together. “you want the truth?” lena nods eagerly and kara tries, she does, to keep her composure when she catches the necklace lena’s wearing… gold with rose pendant. “that is pretty,” she points to it and lena grabs it between her hands, “thank you! molly gave it to me yesterday.” kara feels her fist tighten. 
  • “well the truth is that molly is annoying,” she says standing up from her place and lena’s eyes widen. “yes, she’s annoying and she’s keeping you all to herself. it’s almost as she’s holding you captive! she’s taking you to the beach and to that art gallery i was going to take you, you are eating potstickers with her, lena, that’s our thing!” there’s no going back now… “and she’s… she’ probably ugly too—oh she has a motorcycle, how original! you know what lena, i can fly! i could fly you from here to paris in less than an hour, i bet molly can’t do that. you know what else i can do? lift you up, with one finger probably, can molly lift you up? no i don’t think she can. does she let you win at mario kart?! she doesn’t, huh, does she even know how to play mario kart, does she?!” 
  • lena looks at her in disbelief before she bursts out laughing and kara lets out a groan, “it’s not funny lena! i am much more interesting that molly will ever be and i’m—mphm!” lena’s kissing her, her cold hands are tangling themselves in her hair and she’s pulling her impossibly close and kara feels like she’s floating. for the first three seconds she doesn’t respond, but as soon as lena slips a warm tongue into her mouth her body reacts and she’s grabbing her everywhere. her face, her neck, her waist, her ass, lena gasps and they break apart. “sorry, i didn’t mean to… i just wanted to… you see this wasn’t what i had planned,” kara looks to the ground but it’s not for long because lena is grabbing her chin, making her look into her eyes and she melts. 
  • “love… i can’t believe you were jealous of molly.” kara clicks her tongue almost offended, she was not jealous of molly, she’s about to say it, to assure lena she doesn’t feel such childish emotion when lena gives her a small peck on the lips and her train of thought is stopped. “she’s married… and has two kids!” kara wants to hide under lena’s desk for the rest of the evening.

anonymous asked:

Hii! Can you do a fic in the future where jughead already published his first novel and he has like some sort of conference or sth where he gets asked questions and all and somebody asks about the girls next door and he talks so sweetly about her and like Betty is in there too and all. Idk if you get it but English isn't my first language. Oh and I love your writing btw you are really talented

*insert here Titanic’s “It’s been 84 years” gif* Yes, it’s a prompt!! I finally uploaded one! Easter holidays are totally messing my writing scedule and I’m so terribly sorry for that. But I’m back in the game and I promise I’ll be my usual bughead obsessed self from now on! So, I’ve finished this just before the episode aired yesterday (I was just so tired to go over it and post it after the episode ended, I’m sorry) and I’m very pleased a lot of things that I wrote became canon. I had so much fun writing this because I’m a sucker for future fics and because that’s pure fluff and a huge, much needed dose of happiness to Jughead’s life! Also I changed the request a little, I wrote this as a TV interview just to make it more grande for Juggie, I hope you don’t mind, nonnie! Thank you for requesting and for your lovely words!!! <3 Hope you all enjoy (and maybe this will make you hate me less for my tardiness) !! <3


Betty could literally feel herself bouncing on her heels with nervous excitement, the velvet material of her blush colored pumps getting scratchy as they rubbed up against each other but, truly, right now, she didn’t give a damn about her potentially ruined shoes. She could only focus on the red digital numbers changing sequentially over the silver doors of the semi-packed elevator she was in, biting her lip nervously and counting mentally in her mind as if that way, somehow, the numbers would run faster and the silver cage would miraculously arrive on her floor in a nanosecond.

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Goodbye Internet.

Summary- In which Dan ruined what him and Phil had and made his last video. 

Genre- Angst?

Word Count - 1.7k 


The flat the two shared used to be full of life and happiness, now it was only full of sadness and regret. Dan had messed up big time, him and Phil fought. Now Phil was gone and Dan couldn’t forget him. He was everywhere he looked. Dan couldn’t bear though to get rid of the things they had together. He couldn’t even be bothered to pick up the engagement ring Phil threw back to him just before he left. “Fuck you Dan. I trusted you with my life and agreed to marry you and you went sleeping around?” Phil scoffed, twisting the ring off his finger. His face was tight, the veins in his neck popping out as his eyes watered. “Here”. He threw the ring at Dan, hitting his chest. Dan watched it fall to his feet along with his heart. “I changed my mind. I’ll get my stuff over the week.” He turned and walked out, slamming the door, leaving Dan standing there with tears falling from his eyes, landing around the ring on the floor. 

About a month ago it hit Dan, he was getting married. He wanted to marry Phil, god he did. He was scared and did what he usually did. Dan ran. He ran from his fear, ran from everything and into the arms of another person. A few actually. Thinking back now, Dan realized they all had one thing in common, they were just like Phil. Every woman he went home with was a huge kid on the inside with the sweetest smile. If Dan went home with a guy he noticed things about them to, they all were nerdy and had the sweetest personalities.

Staring at the ceiling as his fairy lights shone above him, illuminating the room with a melancholy mist. Dan hadn’t done much of anything since Phil left. He hadn’t gotten out of bed unless he needed to use the bathroom or wanted a drink or snack. Even then he just started hoarding bags of maltesers and water bottles in his room so he wouldn’t have to leave as much. Unlike the rest of the house, Dan’s room was black and white basically. The less color he had the better. To Dan, Phil was like a bunch of colors that shone brightly making everyone happy. Except Dan, the colors only made him sad now.

Tears slipped from his eyes and slid down the sides of his face. He didn’t want to continue YouTube alone, he didn’t want to abandon the gaming channel, let alone his own but he couldn’t do it. He met Phil through YouTube, and it ended on YouTube.

Sighing, Dan found the strength to climb out of bed. His head throbbed in pain as he walked to the bathroom, his head dropping once he saw his appearance. His hair was greasy and curled, bags and dark circles were under his eyes. His shoulders drooped and his clothes hung off his body. He was wearing grey sweatpants that were big on him alone and a jumper that was way too big for him.

Tears fell from his eyes again as a sob crashed through his body. Dan leaned against the wall and slid down, fully sobbing now. “I-I’m so sorry P-Phil.” He gasped through every cry to himself. He doubted he’d ever get to tell him how sorry he was. Phil was right in Dan’s mind to leave. He didn’t deserve Phil, he never did and he proved that.

Dan couldn’t do this. He wasn’t happy. YouTube doesn’t make him happy anymore. It’s been a week, almost two now since he even logged on. He sat there on the bathroom floor for hours thinking it over.

Music blasted in his headphones, and he stared at the tiled wall. Was he doing this? “I guess I am,” he mumbled, the life drained from him. He pulled himself up and trudged back to his room, setting the camera up in front of his bed. Turning the camera on he sat there for five minutes before saying anything.

“Hello internet,” he waved his hand. His voice wasn’t happy like it usually was when he did his intros, then again he wasn’t happy anymore. “I look like a literal rat right now, and I deserve to.”

Dan sighed and hung his head trying to think of how he wanted to explain everything. The fans never knew that him and Phil were together, so how was to explain what happened without outing them. Hopefully Phil wouldn’t hate his anymore than he already did..

“As you guys probably have noticed, Phil and I are no longer gonna be living together.” Dan bite his lip and looked down. “A-And it’s all my fault.” He looked into the viewfinder for a brief moment to see how he was doing.

“Phil and I were a couple. I asked him to be my boyfriend back in 2011 and he said yes.” Dan smiled but that smile was nothing but sadness anymore. “We went through tough times like any other couple, as you all know we grew apart in 2012, but we came back around.”

Dan could feel tears forming back in his eyes but he refused to let them fall again. “After being together for over 5 years, I decided I would ask him to marry me. I wanted to make it perfect, because that’s what Phil deserves. I planned a trip back to where it all started. You were so clueless. My heart was soaring, beating out of my chest. I was gonna ask you to marry me and I was terrified you would say no. Looking back? You should have, but for some reason you chose to say yes.”

Laughing a bit Dan remember how nervous he had been that day. “I took you to the train station where we met for the first time. I was nervous to get off the train that day. I was worried you would hate the me you would see in person.”

A single tear rolled down his cheek, “W-we planned to get married in May. We planned on recording bits of it, and uploading a vlog as a surprise to you guys.” Dan chuckled, “Some of you, many of you actually would have been expecting it.”

Dan closed his eyes and let the tears roll freely now. He brought his hand up and covered his mouth, letting sobs escape his body. His eyes were more than likely bloodshot as he looked back into the camera. “Then I fucked up big time.” Came from his lips in a whisper.

“Loyalty is something everyone deserves. T-trust to, and I broke both of those things. P-phil… If you by some chance watch this, not that you would want to see me again in any form, but I-I’m so sorry. You should never forgive m-me. I was scared. I s-still am now that I’m alone again because I-I’m so used to having you here. It’s not the same. There’s no dork to greet me when I finally crawl out of bed, no one to help when I fall into an existential crisis. I fucking took you for granted, and I will never f-forgive myself for that.”

Dan fell back onto his bed and let the sobs come, the tears pour. A good 15 minutes later once he composed himself, he sat back up and looked into the camera. “I che-cheated on P-Phil Lester. I fucking hate myself f-for it.” He wiped his eyes before looking back into the camera.

“It hit me that I was getting married and I started to panic. I started thinking about how Phil, how you could c-change your mi-mind any moment and it scared me. So, like any other time I was scared, I ran. Instead of running to you, I ran from you. Into the arms of others.”

“I want you guys to do me a favor. I want you all to, if you love somebody, make sure you tell them. If you get scared f-fucking tell them! Don’t do what I did. Don’t be stupid and cost yourself the one person you can’t live without. This? This hurts like fucking hell and it sucks. Phil, you mean everything to me an- and I’ll never get you back and I deserve that. I deserve to be lonely and to never hear from you again.”

Dan sighed, scared shitless to end this video. His face was tear stained, his sleeves were damp from crying and his eyes were bloodshot and puffy. “The last few things I w-want to say to end this on… I-I’m moving. I don’t know where, but somewhere. Hell, I don’t even know if I’ll stay in London, it all hurts too much. J-just like this… YouTube used to make me happy. Now it mocks me. I look and see most of the videos I created were with you Phil and I can’t do it. So, this is it. No more Danisnotonfire. No more live shows, no more updates. I’m going back to being Dan, and getting rid of my internet persona I’ve built over the years. Please, if you guys see me in public, please don’t come up to me. I don’t want this “fame”,” Dan put hand quotations around fame. He never considered himself a famous person. Just someone on the internet. “I loved meeting you guys, but when your other half is missing you just don’t want to continue.”

Dan sighed one last time and wiped his eyes before looking into the camera. “I’m Dan and this was Danisnotonfire. Goodbye internet.”

-

Dan had just finishing packing up the last box of things from his bedroom. He was moving back home, not too far from his parents’ house. Carrying the box out to the lounge, he looked around. What was once a happy place was now nothing but a bad memory. The ring he gave Phil lived in his wallet. The remains of his YouTube career were going with him. He had uploaded the video a week ago and wasn’t sure how everyone was reacting. He didn’t check the comments or look on any social media. He was too scared.

Dan’s phone went off in his hand and he looked at it.

YouTube: AmazingPhil has just uploaded a video: Phil’s Final Video Blog - 2nd March 2017


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QUARTET NIGHT LIVE Evolution 2017 - 2017/02/12 - REPORT Part ①

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As usually, not 100% accurate with the order, especially the talks, so much happened but I’m surprised with how much I remember.


Goods

I went to the Live Viewing at Saitama.
They sold goods at each cinema during their open time.

My cinema opened at 8am and I got to the the place just after 7am, there was already about 60-100 people lined up.

There were Shoutan fans!! They wore the PRISM long Tshirt and had the bags, I briefly acknowledged them. I had my PRISM Itta bag with me too (and a tiny Ai-chan itta bag).

We started moving a few minutes before 8am.

I kept thinking how they are selling the goods, do we tick what we want from a sheet? Do we buy at the till and tell the staff what we want?

I was too distracted while walking in, my eyes briefly glanced at the goods on the table to my left. I kept walking on.

‼️

I realised you just pick up what you want along the way and quickly snatched the pamphlet!
The next thing, oh the clothes…  It’s pretty dark grey, hmm, just one left…
Picks up to look at, about to put it back
WAIT!! THATS THE CARDIGAN! THERE’S ONLY ONE LEFT!!
I quickly held it close to me tightly.
THE LAST ONE!! 。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。
Most things were gone already! 😭
Only one Live towel left, I think there was 2 bags, I’m sure there was tshirts, but again my mind was somewhere else and never picked them up 😭
The next thing I picked up was Ai-chan’s brooch, there was some left along with Reiji’s, barely any character towels left.
Some light sticks
NO BADGES?!
BANGLE LIGHTS?!
RING?!
CHOCOLATE?!😭😭😭

The charms were all gone too, but I wasn’t going for them.

There was quite a few fans left, Ai-chan’s had the most.
I made a last minute decision to get one to make up for not being able to get the other goods I wanted.

So, I got the pamphlet, cardigan, brooch and fan.
Plus 2 random keychains for spending over a certain amount
*Will upload pics later*

I opened the first random packet, Ranran came out, not too bad, next one was Camus.
Ai-chan~~~~ 😭

I went to the crowd of fans to try and exchange for Ai-chan, and if possible the QN logo

I seen the Shoutan fans again, they obviously would want Ai-chan, skip.
Where’s Ai-chan~~~

Ah!! Ai-chan!!
I asked the girl who she was looking for and she said “Camus-sama” SCORE!
Put Ai-chan’s one away, kinda still want the logo~

I stood for a while holding Ranran’s one
And then a girl came to me asking if they can get Ranran for the logo
Yatta!!
Mission complete 💜
And now to roam about for 6 hours or so before the live (omg I was SOOOO bored! 😩)


Came back to the theatre and went to the screen, my seat was 7th row from the front

The girl next to me was wearing the Long T! Yeyy
Fan: are you Mikaze Ai’s fan?
Me: Yes~ Shoutan’s fan? ✨
Fan: Hai sou desu (yes that’s correct)
Me: Yatta! XD
Fan: Yatta ^^ Yoroshiku onegaishimasu
Me: Yoroshiku onegaishimasu~

I asked her name, she’s Yukina.

The screen was showing the Live logo and then changed to the goods

Not long after it showed the venue!!!!

Ahh!! It was beautiful!! All monochrome
Part of the stage set was decorated with their character colours

We were saying how amazing it looks and she said it’s very QN-like ✨

She was like “yabai yabai!!”
I’m so glad a Shoutan, and a vocal fan is next to me!!
For the past lives I’ve been to, apart from Shoutan’s Osaka live(sat with a friend)
Every stranger I’ve sat next to are SO quiet!
Yeyy! It’s gna be fun! XD

AHHH IT’S STARTING!!
We both freaked out

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I’m Home

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 3, 261

Warning/s: Mentions of death, Shouting, Violence, Angst and a little Fluff

Summary: Reader got sick so Steve decided to put her out of a mission, but reader doesn’t like it and ended up having a fight with his best friend, Steve. Steve asked Bucky to take care of her (bringing all the fluff into the story).Eventually, feelings were revealed. (Whose feelings? You’ll know once you read it ;) )

A/N: This was previously uploaded in a different tumblr account, but she deactivated (and I miss her soooooo! :( ) so reuploaded it here. I submitted this for a Christmas drabble challenge wherein we right a fic based on a Christmas song. Mine’s Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer. (Y/N = Your Name, Y/F/N = Your Full Name)

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As a new era starts, we’ll never forget Doctor-Clara

Later today, a new era begins. Of course, the Doctor-Clara era technically ended some 16 months ago on TV, about a year ago in other media like comics and audio books, and we’ve already had two post-Clara specials since she left in her TARDIS in “Hell Bent”, but, as we enter into the Bill Potts and Nardole era (which I’ve seen referred to on Twitter as “Life After Clara” 😢 ), this is one of my last opportunities to post an appreciation of this remarkable, and I think we’re going to have to start calling it underrated, pairing before this new era begins.

Right now, we do not know if we’ll ever see these two together on screen again before Peter moves on. It should happen. It may happen. Or it may not happen. There are just as many reasons why it might not happen as it may happen. Some are creative - Jenna herself has said she doesn’t want to pick away at Clara’s finale and Steven Moffat may not be able to come up with a suitable return scenario; some may be logistical - Jenna also may simply not be available due to her Victoria commitments (timing, her contract may not allow it, etc).

But even if it doesn’t happen, we will still have had close to 40 amazing episodes of the Doctor and Clara (including minisodes). Were they all perfect? Of course not. I feel Twelve and Clara were separated far too much in Series 9 and I think the powers that be did make a few mistakes. I am of two minds with regards to Danny, for instance. On the one hand I think it was a mistake attempting to break up the Doctor and Clara in this way; on the other hand - Danny was a catalyst for two of the season’s most remarkable episodes, “Listen” and “Dark Water,” and was indirectly responsible for Whouffaldi shooting into high gear at the end of “Mummy on the Orient Express.”

There were also moments that I felt at times the powers that be displayed a bit of a tin ear to what the fans wanted - and despite the attempts to rewrite history by the media and some fan critics, a lot of people were pulling for them - such as building up Clara and Eleven into a full-fledged romance and then seemingly falling victim to ageism attitudes and taking that away with Twelve. Remembering that at this point as far as everyone was concerned River’s story was done, with Eleven even agreeing to River being described as his ex in “The Name of the Doctor” - the show all but had Clara on the fast track to become for all intents and purposes the Doctor’s next wife. (Watch the “She Said He Said” prequel and listen to what Eleven says about Clara.) It took them to Series 9 to start building that back up again, just in time for Clara to leave. In his interview with Wil Wheaton, Capaldi said depicting the romance this way was “more fun”. Perhaps, but it was “more frustrating,” too, remembering that once Danny was out of the way there were only six episodes, out of the 13 including Last Christmas, in which the Doctor and Clara were actually together for a substantial length of time: Last Christmas, Under the Lake, The Girl Who Died, Sleep No More, Face the Raven and Hell Bent (even if that wasn’t Bonnie in the Zygon story, the two would have only been on screen together for about 5 minutes out of the 90 not counting the speech). The rest of the time they were split up.

But that’s yesterday. Today, we look back on things like the Hammer pastiche “The Crimson Horror,” the modern-day remake of “The War Machines” that was “The Bells of Saint John,” the uber-romantic holiday specials “The Snowmen” and “Last Christmas,” “Listen,” “Mummy on the Orient Express” - which even had skeptics saying “Get a room, you two!” - “Dark Water’s” amazing volcano scene, “The Caretaker” and “Robot of Sherwood” showing the Doctor in full green-eyed monster mode, the Second Doctor throwback “Under the Lake”/”Before the Flood” (except Zoe never challenged the Doctor to prove his love for her by changing history), Jenna’s BAFTA-worthy villain turn in the Zygon storyline, and of course the Raven Trilogy which needs no further introduction.

And I could write forever on the towering chemistry between Peter Capaldi and Jenna Coleman, and between Matt Smith and Jenna Coleman. This wouldn’t have worked if Steven Moffat and his team hadn’t chosen perfectly when they cast Clara, who clicked so well with Matt that I remember the rumours back in 2013 that they were dating, and they later found in Peter an actor who managed to match and exceed the chemistry shown between Matt and Jenna, to the point where if you didn’t know he was married, they could easily have been mistaken for a real-life couple.

So in some respects for me this is a “final” goodbye to Whouffaldi, Whouffle, and any of the other shipping names associated with these two, and to Doctor x Clara in general - the best pairing this show has seen since Tom Baker and Lis Sladen were in the TARDIS, but only because as of tonight it becomes the Doctor and Bill (and Nardole) show. Which is as it has to be as this is Doctor Who, where even the lead actor is only around for a few years. But of course it won’t be the end. Just as Steven Moffat couldn’t let River Song rest in peace (with the repeated references to her sounding more and more forced as we go along), I have no intention of letting Doctor/Clara fade away. Even as I watch and hopefully enjoy the Bill Potts era, I still hope to find more things to write about here on Tumblr about Twelve and Clara, and I have no less than a dozen Whouffaldi fanfic stories in some form of progress for eventual uploading to AO3. And I know the fan artists, the gifset makers, and others will continue to find new ways to commemorate this pairing. Whouffle/Whouffaldi is going nowhere.

And who knows, maybe sometime in the next 12 weeks - or 8 months from now as the Christmas special approaches - we’ll be pleasantly surprised. I mean, after all, John Simm, a well-known actor, apparently managed to film his return as the Master without anyone knowing about it, right? 

anonymous asked:

Hii, could you please do more Fanboy!Tae HCs please???

Yoongi remembers the first time he ever saw Taehyung jealous. It was actually so hilarious and a fun time for him. Yoongi’s usually the only to pout and glare at the boys Taehyung pulls with him to events and for once it’s Taehyung being pouty and grumpy literally Yoongi wants to milk it for all it’s worth because the younger is so fucking cute!!!

It’s during a fan sign in Seoul. Taehyung arrives at the usual location dressed up in his best outfit and carrying his favorite camera to capture any cute poses his boyfriend might do in his direction. It catches him off guard for a moment, though, when he lines up and none of the normal fan masters he interacts with come up to say hello like before. 

His eyebrows scrunch together and he looks around to notice that most of the fan masters are in a circle a little further ahead of the line. 

“Hey, Yoona! What’s going on over there?” 

Taehyung smiles as he spots and talks to one of the Seokjin fan masters he’s gotten close with. She’s a cute girl who always has a Mario plush with her and wants Soekjin to call her baby girl and also one of the few persons that knows of Taehyung’s and Yoongi’s relationship. The girl giggles and covers her mouth before her eyes shut into half moons with her grin and Taehyung himself can’t help but grinning. 

Until she speaks. 

“There’s a new Yoongi fanboy! You remember how wild it was when you first came, they are just excited to see another boy.” 

The grin on his face falls and he wants to say something else but before he can the staff is asking them to line up and of course, of fucking course, the boy lines up right in front of Taehyung. He doesn’t even try to hide his frown. The boy is fucking adorable as fuck. His hair is dyed silver, to match Yoongi’s Taehyung notices, and his almond eyes are lined in sharp dark black liner with light red shadow covering the lids. Really if Taehyung thinks about  it the boy looks similar to himself and that thought only pisses him off more when he sees the boy wearing a shirt that reads “Suga’s boyfriend!” on it.  The boy grins when he sees Taehyung. 

“Hello, I’m Baekhyun! Are you a fanboy too? Ah i bet your girlfriend dragged you here right?” 

Taehyung just points to his camera that hangs around his neck and more specifically the card taped to the camera that reads “Sugas_Sweets.” Baekhyun’s mouth drops open.

“OH YOU’RE MY FAVORITE FAN SITE!!” 

Thankfully before Baekhyun can try talking to him more the line begins moving and the fans are aloud to enter the building. Taehyung quickly looks for Yoongi and his mood instantly brightens when he notices Yoongi is already staring at him with a gummy smile on his face. His mood again is dropped when he hears Baekhyun squeal followed by “Holy shit Suga hyung is so handsome!!” 

He’s really not normally the jealous type but something about Baekhyun gets the possessive juices in him flowing. The boy is pretty, fucking gorgeous really, and Yoongi’s type. It makes Taehyung frown.  

“Did you get Hyung a gift? I got him this signed Eminem cd and some of his favorite candies!” 

Baekhyun is tossing an arm around Taehyung’s shoulder as he talks and Taehyung tries to focus on getting quality pictures of his boyfriend, and some of Namjoon for Kyungsoo, he really just wants to toss his camera because he knows Yoongi is going to fucking love that gift. It’s not a competition but Taehyung wants nothing more than to casually toss out a “I sucked his dick last night that’s a good enough gift.” but he stops himself. Instead he just smiles and shakes his head. 

“I go to every event. Yoongi asked i stop getting him gifts because my love and support is enough for him.” 

It’s their turn to meet the boys at the table and he counts it as a win when he sees Baekhyun look a bit jealous at the way Yoongi lights up when he notices Taehyung is in line. Most fans themselves have just figured Taehyung is Yoongi’s favorite fan site and that’s why the rapper lights up whenever he sees him. Taehyung knows it’s really because his boyfriend is a giant sap that loves when Taehyung shows his fanboy side. Sadly the way the line is set up has Baekhyun going to see Yoongi before Taehyung does. 

He watches with a frown as Baekhyun hands his gifts to Yoongi and Yoongi’s eyes shine when he sees the Eminem cd. Baekhyun raises his hand and Taehyung assumes he’s asking for a high five until he sees Yoongi link their fingers together for a few seconds. It makes his stomach turn unhappily as Baekhyun blushes when he makes eye contact with Yoongi and Yoongi himself laughs at how fucking cute Baekhyun is. 

The staff push him along and Yoongi laughs again when Taehyung sits in front of him with a pout. 

“He’s cute.” 

Yoongi teases his boyfriend and Taehyung huffs. 

“I’m turning into a Namjoon fan site.” 

Of course they both know he’s lying and Yoongi laces their fingers together as he coos. 

“Kyungsoo would kill you if you did.”

They don’t have much time together and Taehyung knows Yoongi has a packed schedule so they won’t get to have any secret dates anytime soon so he tries to smile as he hands over some sticky notes with questions for Yoongi to answer. One of them has a question that reads “Hyung what is your ideal type?” and he winks as he writes down “Pretty boys that pout when they are jealous and have purple hair.” 

Taehyung leaves with a blush on his face as staff ask him to move on. Damn Yoongi can be so smooth sometimes. 


Yoongi laughs the moment he reads the text. He knows, thanks to Taehyung, how much the fans are fearing for his hair now that a new comeback has been announced and although Yoongi already knows he’s keeping his dark hair he decides to tease Taehyung. 

He uploads an old selfie he has on his phone that was never posted onto twitter with his hair a bright orange, from when he was in the middle of bleaching it, before texting Taehyung back. 

“You haven’t checked Twitter?” 

A little bit of worry runs through him when twenty minutes pass and he’s gotten no reply from his boyfriend.  Another ten minutes go by and finally Yoongi texts his Taehyung again. 

“Are you okay?” 

What he receives is a picture of Taehyung in front of the bighit building with the words “BRB fighting Bang PD.” under it. 

(HE QUICKLY STOPS HIS BOYFRIEND BUT NOT BEFORE NEARLY FALLING OFF HIS CHAIR WITH LAUGHTER)


It’s hard on them sometimes. Not always sunshine’s and rainbows. Sometimes they fight and it’s so ugly because they care for each other so much. Yoongi has idol friends that are just so fucking rude sometimes and there the ones that know about him dating a fan and they put words into his head that normally he wouldn’t think about. 

“What if he’s only with you because of the fame?” 

“He only likes you because you’re Suga.” 

“Once the excitement of being with an idol wears off he’ll leave you and go to a magazine about your relationship.” 

Yoongi’s so stressed out when Taehyung calls to tell him about how much he loves the new mv and talk about it he just snaps. 

“Can you please just shut up about the music video.” 

Taehyung goes silent for a moment before trying to change the subject to maybe cheer Yoongi on for his next concert. Yoongi knows he’s being a dick but again the stress it there and the lack of sleep and the words from his friends creep up and he just can’t handle it. 

“All you ever want to fucking talk about is concerts and music videos and it’s so fucking annoying can you just stop being such a fucking fan for once! I’m sorry i don’t want to be your idol boyfriend Suga today you can leech from me later.” 

The line clicks as Taehyung hangs up their call before Yoongi can even realize he’s taken out his stress on his boyfriend. Of course the younger doesn’t answer any attempts Yoongi makes to call him back. It just makes everything hurt more when a few days pass and Yoongi doesn’t see Taehyung at the fan event that he knew for sure the younger had tickets to. Yoongi checks twitter and his gut drops when he sees the top tweet. 

Sugas_Sweets: Hello it’s admin of S_S, for the first time ever S_S will be going on hiatus. Thank you for understanding.

He tries one more time to text Taehyung. “Am i really losing my favorite fan site?” and of course he feels like a dick when Taehyung text him back. “Clearly it bothers you that i’m a fan so i’ll stop.” 

That same day he nearly runs to Taehyung’s apartment as soon as he gets the free time. He has no idea what he’s going to say or do but he knows he needs to fix things with his boyfriend. He never really realized how much he looked forward to seeing Taehyung at events and concerts until the younger hadn’t showed up. He sees it coming when he knocks on the door and Kyungsoo answers just to slam the door back shut when he sees who it is. He’s always been protective over Taehyung and Yoongi is ready to fight his way into the house if he has too to get to Taehyung. Thankfully the younger opens the door a few minutes later. 

Yoongi doesn’t say anything before pulling him into a tight hug. 

“I’m sorry i’m a fucking asshole. I love your support and i love that you’re my fan and that you are there to cheer me on and i didn’t mean anything i said i just let some stupid words some people said get to me and i’m sorry.” 

He hates that Taehyung’s eyes are red, probably from crying, and the younger sighs as if he’s given up. 

“You know i’m dating you because you’re Yoongi right? I love Min Yoongi the man that snores too loud and is picky about his ramen. I don’t care if you are Suga of BTS i love Min Yoongi and i only talk about your work so much because i want you to know how proud i am of you.”

Yoongi nods. He does know that he just fucked up and he says so as he holds the love of his life to him. Taehyung finally hugs him back.

“I love you, stupid. If you make me cry again i’ll get Kyungsoo to kick your ass.” 

Yoongi just chuckles.

“I love you, too brat.” 

The Foxhole Court, Chapter 12 – Road Trip To Embarrass… Who Again?

In which the squad goes to a talk show, wake-up calls go wrong, Neil goes live on national television, shipping goes well, and I go nuts, just a little bit.

Sounds good? Then it’s time for Nicki to read The Foxhole Court.

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Never Left Home (Phanfic)

Yesterday, Dan and Phil killed us all and also inspired me to write for the first time in months. Shameless fluff. Figures.

Summary: 

Dan and Phil are finally moving to a new place.
They love it. It was love at first sight.
But even so, on their very first night, it’s not quite home yet.

Read this on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10738890

Please reblog if you liked it! :)

It’s quite a climb to get there if you were to take the stairs, but the building does have several functioning lifts, unlike their old flat. That was actually the first difference Phil remarked on when they were viewing the place three or so months ago. Dan was the next one to speak; a quiet, breathless wow escaping his lips as they both looked out the window of what would eventually become their new apartment.

This building is tall and new and there is a man downstairs who won’t let anyone in unless they’ve been announced, and it’s fancier than they’d ever thought they’d get, and as of about three weeks ago, the entire top floor belongs to them. It’s all on paper, with both of their signatures confirming the fact.

So much is different, more than they thought. For one, they no longer have a landlord. Instead, they have this – this new apartment, this penthouse, although Phil calls it their castle, because to them, it’s bloody enormous. They have air-con, they have lots of storage and about a hundred thousand boxes to unpack, all of that awaiting them upstairs.

It’s exciting. Maybe a tad scary.

It’s just the two of them as they take the lift all the way to the top floor. They don’t say too much. Dan makes a half-hearted joke, something about how in a month, they’ll both have gained so much weight from no longer having to take the stairs, they won’t even fit into the lift.

Phil smiles. He grabs Dan’s hand without hesitation. Their fingers entwine. They fall silent again.

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Imagine #10 Charles Xavier (Logan Howlett?) - Part 2

Requested by Anon: Hi love I just found your tumblr and its amazing, and I was wondering if you’re planning to write a part two of the Charles Xavier imagine where the reader has siren powers? 💗

 Requested by Anon: Hii could you do an imagine where you have the ability to make everyone horny who touches here (like Alisha in Misfits if you have seen it) and she is barraly 18. she has a thing for for Charles and Logan and yeah… I love your blog ❤ 

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 Not my gif

Words: 2181

Warnings: Swears, fem!reader, angst-ish, typos

A/N: Well, both these requests are from months ago and I am really sorry! I’m also sorry for not uploading in weeks. I’m really busy right now with my brother moving in and my other brother behaving like a twat, uni is killing me and I have a date tomorrow, which is probably going to be a fucking disaster, since I have neither confidence nor social skills. Also, I have no idea, why every Part 2 to whatever I write turns into angst. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it! xoxo

Part 1

You could see the mansion from all the way down the street, its roof peaking through the scanty green of the early April trees. You hadn’t been here in a long time. And if you were completely honest, you had to admit that the way you had left hadn’t exactly been the behaviour of a young, well-mannered lady. The past years you had been trying to blame it on your mutation, but at least saying goodbye wouldn’t have hurt anyone, that you couldn’t argue with.

Seriously though, you thought, as your reluctant steps brought you closer and closer to the last place you wanted to be, what were you doing here again? You had always hated confrontation, nothing had changed about that after you had left Charles and the others. But you had also never in your life felt as bad as the months after you had disappeared without notice.

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Anisah tries to make a tutorial :) 

There is probably a list of people who should never make tutorials, and i’m on it… but here we are anyways ~

(this is a very detailed tutorial from start to finish, so please bear with me lols. also, its super long, so under a cut it goes )

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Just Us- Part 1

Yoongi-Centric *.*

*Word Count* 4,178
*Genre* Angst, Parenting, Happy
*Pairing* None


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“Daddy, where’s mommy?”


What the hell was he supposed to say?


Mommy left because daddy couldn’t treat her right, it’s actually daddy’s fault for yelling in mommy’s face and telling her to get the fuck out and leave if she wanted to.


Shit.


He couldn’t say that.


He didn’t want to risk his daughter hating him too.


See things were perfectly fine 4 hours ago.


He was working of course. working on a new song that he needed- no wanted to finish by tonight. His phone turned off so he wouldn’t be disturbed, he didn’t need any distractions while he was working anyway, if he wanted to get this finished he needed to be concentrated and isolated. He’d been sitting in the same spot since practice ended, which was about 6 hours ago, to say he wasn’t exhausted would be a lie, he was in fact beyond exhausted.


Yet even as tired as he was he was still determined to get his work done, get it over with, then he could move onto the next thing.


And by next thing, he means more work.


His original plans were to finish the song he was working on now then start working on another song he wanted to get halfway finished by tonight also. If he got halfway through the next song then he would be able to finish the entire thing the next day, then work on another song.


Of course, it doesn’t only take a day or two to finish an entire goddamn song that could probably be the next hit, or in their album if it gets accepted. It, in fact, takes days, weeks, months, years. 


Took him years to finally release his mixtape, it could take him years to finish the song he was working on now, but you never know. Yet again he’s determined he knows exactly what words he wants to put in this song, he knows that the beat he created fits well perfectly with this song. He knows it so well to be positively sure he can finish this entire thing by tonight.


As focused as he was, his mind still kept drifting off to unnecessary things when he couldn’t come up with anything, it’s like as soon he went off track, or moved his eyes elsewhere besides his computer screen his mind would think about something else. He didn’t even know what that something else was seeing as the thought left as fast as it came. He couldn’t just simply put words into a song, he wanted his words to have meaning, he wanted the fans he cared so dear for to feel how grateful he was towards them. 


The Fans, no Army, was just 1 of the things he always had on his mind 24/7, the feeling of not wanting to disappoint lingering in each members hearts. He wasn’t planning on letting them down, after everything they’ve done for him and his team. 


For those, he can’t see, for those he can’t remember, for those he can’t personally be close to. He wants them to hear him, to feel how he feels, to speak and have a connection with him through his music. To share something he loves so very much with people that continue to cheer him on, even tho he doesn’t know them(Personally)it means a lot to him. That’s one reason he works so hard.


Another reason he works so damn hard is not only I himself and the fans, but also for his team. Believe it not he believes not everything is about the fans, nor even himself when it comes to music. He thinks about his members to, their dreams too. Jungkook and Taehyung’s love for singing, Jimin and Hoseok’s love for dancing, his leaders love for rapping, and his Hyung’s love for singing also. Not only he but his members enjoy the thrill, the thrill of being on stage, the beating in their hearts louder than the fans screams that proceed to make they go deaf, the sweat trailing from his forehead all the way down to his chin and the music, the music that they enjoy making. For them is also another reason.


Out of sheer anger and hatred, he also works hard because he wants to prove the people that said they couldn’t do it wrong. Wants to tell them that they made it, and there going higher, higher than the very top. Wants to grab their success like a pile of dirt and throw it right in their face, like little children bullying another child. Even tho he’s angry and his hate burns strong somewhere deep inside of him, he’s better than that, and if he ever sees those people again, the ones who looked down on him and his team, he’ll just simply wave and smile. The reason for that is because he’s at the top, and there at the bottom, he could just simply crush them, with the lift of his foot, stomping on them like they were just merely bugs. But he won’t, because again he’s better than that, he’s already successful, but his hatred doesn't just fade away.


The last and 1 of the most important reasons, is because of his child.


His daughter.


His daughter’s existence was in fact known among his fans, his entire relationship was known throughout the country. 


He can still remember the day the media found out, sitting in the living room with his fellow roommates, eating the breakfast Jin had cooked which was always a bit too salty for his liking. His daughter only 3 mouths old in Taehyung’s lap playing with her little fingers, he can still remember the squeaky sound that erupted out of his daughter’s mouth made as he played with her while he simply watched the news. Then there it was. 


“Big News: Rapper Min Yoongi, Also known as Suga from k-pop group called BTS debuting under BigHit Entertainment, only 3 years into his career and he has already been confirmed to be in a relationship with someone and not only that he was caught seen by a fan who took pictures of him and saw him with not only his girlfriend but with a baby! Is this baby his? The fan eventually uploaded the photo on twitter and now fans are demanding answers!  What is Min yoongi hiding! More news on-“ 


His brain could only think about the words that had been said, he can remember how much panic he felt, for himself and for his group, Minhee to. The assuring words they whispered to one another after the news had been shared. The love and fondness, he loved her so much to think how far apart they are now, break his heart a little. 


He and his partner, Minhee at the time, were not married, fortunately, it’s not that he didn’t love her but he just wasn’t ready for marriage, but his dumbass should’ve thought about that before getting her pregnant. Her parents, of course, wanted them to get married, but he and his parents politely refused (It was mostly him, he was rude about it to be honest but he hates her fucking parents), leaving her father frustrated and angry. In all honesty, he could care less about how her father feels, her father claims yoongi’s always been out for all the money that his daughter has, which is so completely untrue and useless he always just drops the subject. He still loves her somewhat, and still takes care of his child but music……his music. He doesn’t want to blame everything on his job but, music is one of the reasons why he and Minhee split up, and because he was supposedly more focused on the fans and work that he didn’t have any time for her, is what she said.

His daughter stays with him and the other boys only on the weekends, he only keeps her for 3 days and unfortunately on some of those days he has to work, which means sometimes she has to sit on the hard wooden floor that’s located in their practice room and watch them dance. Other times she has to sit backstage as they do interviews or on stage performances,  she even has to sit in his studio and watch him type aimlessly on his keyboard. Sometimes he feels bad for her, they only have small conversations when he’s working, but when he’s not he focuses all his attention solely on his daughter. 


But today, things just aren’t going his way. 


His pale fingers went limp on his keyboard, his head snapping towards the door when knocks were heard. He took a deep breath and sighed, relaxing his body, he really didn’t want to be bothered right now, all he was trying to focus on doing was finishing his work. Who could be knocking on his studio door at this time anyway, didn’t the others leave?


“Who is it?”


He felt the words leave his mouth before he could even process he had said them himself. 


With his words, someone opened the door just enough to pop their head in, that head belonging to Jimin. He watched as Jimin slowly opened the door and made his way inside, the light from the hallway brightening up the dark room more than his dim computer screen did so. He wasn’t really curious as to why Jimin was still here, the kid was probably practicing, he just wondered why he didn’t notice him here before.


“What do you want?” He heard himself say


Jimin only smiled shutting the door behind him, yoongi heard the soft click of the door and watched as Jimin lazily leaned against it “It’s nice to see you to hyung" 


Frustration and Irritation are all he felt in this moment. He really didn’t have time for games, not to mention he couldn’t quite come up with anything. In his head, he was so fucking sure he knew exactly what he wanted to do, but being interrupted made all his thoughts fly away. He’s blaming jimin for this. Jimin was basically wasting his time and he needs every second he could get, if Jimin wanted to tell him something, he better hurry up because he can feel himself running out of patience. He wondered if his expression showed how frustrated he was because Jimin quickly lifted himself off the door and stood straight.


“Have you been here since practice ended?” He only nodded, moving his mouse upwards watching on the computer screen as the pointer appeared again from hiding. “I’ve been here the entire time, didn’t you know?” He found himself asking a question, which was taking up more time, the time that he oh so very much needed. Jimin raised his hands up in front of him and shook them along with his head, taking a seat on one of the beanbags next to his chair. “Ani, I’ve been here since practice ended too, but since I didn’t see the guys leave I thought you were with them" 


"Right.” He said squinting his eyes when his computer screen popped up something about a software update, it’s been asking him about an update for months now, it’s not like he didn’t want to update his software, believe me, he would love to get rid of this annoying pop up that seems to even pop up when he’s working. It’s just that he’s afraid that if he updates, then everything will be gone, all his files all his music, it’s happened before too.

Jimin only sat still, quiet with his hands fidgeting in his lap. Yoongi didn’t mind him being in here, but he’d really wish Jimin would stop tapping his foot and biting his nails, and of course the fidgeting is what he hates most. It’s obvious he has something to say. So he decides to just get this over with.


He closes his eyes, let’s out a big breath he didn’t even know he was holding in and turns his computer off. Turning his computer off means he’s done, done for the night anyway, he still has so much work he has to do, he’s not even finished with the first song to move onto the next one. He just shrugs to himself, he guesses that’s just more work for him tomorrow then he had originally planned, oh well he doesn’t care. 


He says this now but in fact, he does care, just thinking about how much work he’s gonna have to do tomorrow, he tries not to get stressed out at the thought.


He spins himself around in his chair and faces Jimin, who’s currently staring at him in confusion.


“What are-”


“Cut the crap, what do you want Jimin" 

Yawning, he puts his entangled fingers behind his head. Jimin only hangs his head down, and for some reason, Yoongi gets the feeling that whatever Jimin’s about to say can’t be very important.


"Hyung……Minhee, she, she called me…" 


Yoongi only rolls his eyes, he’s happy he turned his phone off, he didn’t want to hear from anyone when he was working, if he would’ve heard from her he’d be pissed. Pissed only because she would of most likely started an argument about something completely unnecessary. The love he has for that woman has been slowly fading ever since they called quits on their relationship. 


That was when Nari, his daughter was 2 she’s 5 now.


Even if he’s thinking a lot about the situation his only comment to Jimin’s sudden confession is "What the hell does she want?”


Jimin smiles sadly at his words. “She wanted to know when we were coming home…” Yoongi moved his hands from behind his head letting his left arm fall down on the arm of the chair and using his other arm to combed his fingers through his bright blonde hair. “What does she mean? ‘when are you coming home’ is she at our house?” If she was at their house he would be extremely angry it’s not even Friday so she has no reason to be there, if his daughter isn’t there then he could care less about anything she has to say. He immediately felt his blood boil and rise up to his face. 


“Call her and tell her she needs to leave”  


The look on Jimin’s face showed nothing but pure panic, the venom in Yoongi’s voice was no joke.


“Ah, hyung you shouldn’t-" 


"Fine I’ll do it” He shut jimin up real quick, grabbing his phone and roughly pressing each number, he was clearly angry he could still be working right now instead of dealing with something so unnecessary. As soon as he had dialed the number she had immediately picked up the phone, saying hello and waiting for his reply. 


“Why are you at my house?” He tried to say as nicely as he could, but trying to pretend you’re not angry is hard for him, so he’s pretty sure she heard how irritated he was.


She huffed on the other side of the phone and he’s positive she rolled her eyes.


“Don’t get an attitude with me, I’m not happy to be here either.”


“Good, then you should leave”


“Believe me I wish I could, I’ve been here for hours waiting for you”


“No one said you had to wait for me.”


“I-”


“You’re wasting my time, what do you want?”


For a few seconds, all he heard was silence, she coughed a little and made him wait a little longer before answering his question. “It’s Nari…..” Instead of leaning back in his chair he quickly rose up from his seat moving things out the way rather roughly on his desk his hands searching for his car keys. With no luck finding the keys on his desk he patted his body with both hands up and down holding his phone between his head and his shoulder until he found the keys. He was ready to leave if there was anything wrong. His anger quickly turned into concern, Jimin not having any clue what’s going on just left the studio but he assumed Jimin was getting his stuff. 


“What happened? Is she okay?”


“I’ll tell you when you get here…”


“No, tell me-" 


The call had ended before he could even finish his sentence "Motherf-” he decided not to let the word completely slip his mouth and breathed out instead, hurriedly putting his phone in his back pocket, rushing to leave he almost tripped as his foot hit the orange beanbag jimin has sat on just a few minutes ago, quickly catching himself he was happy when he found Jimin already ready to go with his bags as soon as he stepped out the room of his studio, without explaining he motioned jimin to follow him out to his car.


The ride home was quiet jimin didn’t ask any questions because he had felt how tense Yoongi was and he didn’t want to make any false accusations and make him tenser. Yoongi even cut on the radio and actually let a very stupid song play just to distract him from his thoughts. It didn’t help much.


Once they had reached home, he had quickly stepped out of his old car and made his way to the doorstep nervously fumbling with his keys, he was in fact so nervous that he even dropped them, twice.


“Hyung maybe I should do it-”


“I got it!" 


Jimin had jumped in surprise at his tone, he hadn’t meant to yell at him he really hadn’t he was just so..he didn’t even know what he was talking about, he rarely ever yelled in the first place he even found his throat hurting a little. He would’ve said sorry for scaring jimin, but a moment after he had shouted the door opened.


Revealing Jin.


"Your home-”


“Where is she?" 


Passing Jin her started to look around the house for his daughter, he headed straight to his and Jins bedroom first, the door being shut, he attempted to open it but Jin stopped him.


"Wait, she’s sleeping”


“I won’t wake her” He said coldly glaring as he looked back at him, he tried to open the door, but he was again stopped, not by jin.


By Minhee.


“Fancy seeing you here”


She said smiling her voice even till this day still music to his ears, quickly taking in her appearance she still looked the same, like the same woman he had fallen in love with, but he and her both knew she was long gone, somewhere far away, probably dead. He didn’t know, but he missed her.


His face hardens doing the opposite of what his thoughts are hinting him to do.


“Oh really?”


Her smile drops hearing the sarcasm in his voice, not like any of her smiles are real anymore.


“Well this is my house” He finishes 


“Whatever…” She mumbles quietly crossing her arms, over her chest. Here she goes again wasting time and not getting straight to the point.


“What’s wrong with Nari?”


“I lied”


“What?" 


"I said I lied okay…”


“What?” He says again but mostly to himself not sure he had heard her completely. “You lied, lied about what?” he continues. She looks down at her hands, and from anyone’s point of view it would seem that she’s feeling guilty for whatever she lied about, but he’s not falling for it, he knows her too well to fall stupid to her tricks.


He’s not buying it.


“Stop fucking wasting time and tell me what’s going on” he snaps


She doesn’t jump only looks at him sternly.


“I lied about Nari, she’s perfectly fine..”


Finally letting go of the door handle he’s been holding onto since he got home, he walks up towards her slowly. “Then why the fuck-" 


"I wanted to talk to you..”


He can’t believe this, he literally can’t.  "You called and made me come all the way fucking home just so you could tell me something? Couldn’t you have said it over the phone? it couldn’t have waited? I was fucking working-“


"It’s important yoongi-”


“So important to the point where you had to lie and bring our daughter into this?” he accused his voice raising just a bit, he could see jin behind him and jimin to his left, them both wanting to do something to stop the argument, he could tell they wanted to, but they dared not to.


“Yes, that important!”


“Bullshit”


“If I had asked to speak to you in person would you have come?”


“Like hell, i would”


“That’s why I brought up Nari, because I knew you would listen if she was involved, this is important yoongi so how about you listen to me for once in your fucking life!” she said yelling at him his face only inches away from hers now. He stepped back at her sudden outburst putting distance between them rolling his eyes.


“Fine,” his voice still cold even though he agreed to talk.


“Hurry up, I don’t have all night”


Jin reached out grabbed Jimin’s wrist and walking out to the room giving them both a small smile before completely exiting leaving them both standing alone in the silence. 


“I met someone..”


He rolls his eyes, this is so stupid. He moves his hand to his back pocket, hoping to find his cigarettes there, but they aren’t he hasn’t smoked since high school but he had a sudden urge to start again.


Letting the thought leave his mind he focused on the situation again.


“So? what does that have to do with me?”


She lets out a breath and sits down on the only couch in their house, she waits to speak and again he think’s she’s only wasting more time. He’s getting tired, not like he wasn’t tired before, like he said he was beyond exhausted but he had something to keep him focused something he was determined to finish. 


But this, this was just boring and utterly useless, he couldn’t even bring himself to really care.


“I’ll be in America for at least 3 months, with him….” she whispers afraid if her words might start something.


They do.


“How about you fucking stay there forever?”


“That’s not what I’m say-”


“Stop with the bullshit! just fucking leave! that’s obviously what you’re saying right?”


She stands up angrily standing right in front of him, her fist balled up to her side.


“No, yoongi you know that’s not what I meant!”


“It obviously is, you wanna leave, just fucking do it! Please, fucking leave! We’ll be perfectly fine without you, so go up there with whoever the fuck this guy is and don’t come back! we don’t need you-”


He hears it before he feels it, the pain stinging the left side of his cheek.


He was shocked but he didn’t show it on his face, she had never hit him, even when they were together. He would be lying if the tears in her eyes didn’t make his heart ache a little, but no she brought this on herself.


“Why are you so selfish yoongi….why do you only think about yourself, you don’t give a damn about how others feel.”


He listens to her words carefully, but he doesn’t even try to compare himself with her words. 


He smirks.


“Your right, I don’t give a fuck, now fucking leave never comes back.”


His cold words pierce her, and he can see it to them way her eyes widen slightly and the tears in her eyes threaten to fall, but before they can she quickly grabs her purse and hurriedly rushes to the door.


Leaving.


He just stands there. In the silence, his body oddly cold even tho the house is warm. 


She’s joking. 


She’ll come back, right?


He didn’t even mean what he said, he didn’t mean it. He didn’t mean to say any of that, but his brain spoke instead of his heart. Like it usually does.


He sighs making his way to the kitchen, grabbing a glass from the cabinet and filling it up half way with foist water. God, he was such an idiot, he should’ve kept his mouth shut, and usually that’s not even a goddamn problem for him. But as soon as he says her face, heard her voice, he doesn’t know why but he just got so angry, even the thought of her made him angry.


He throws the glass cup in the sink, ignoring the loud clanking sounds it made, walking back into the living room him and Minhee stood in just a few minutes ago, and he lays himself down on the only coach they have. Staring at the TV, staring at nothing but the black screen it displayed.


He just wanted to sleep, sleep his stress away. Minhee would be back tomorrow he knows she will, she wasn’t really gonna leave.


Everything would be perfectly fine tomorrow.


7 am is the last thing he see’s before his eyes close, leaving him in nothing but darkness.


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can I have a smol scene from the sci-fi tensemi AU? the one with Semi as an AI?

the shiratorizawa-in-space au: in which tendou survives an enemy attack, and meets a peculiar stranger. some elements shamelessly stolen from star trek, because i can. 

There are black spots in his vision and the world is swaying on an oddly-tilted axis when he wakes up, which isn’t ideal. Still, Tendou hadn’t expected to be waking up at all, so at this point he’ll take what he can get. He rubs at his temples, his fingertips coming away sticky with half-dried blood. Again, not ideal. But injured and alive is better than dead and floating in the void of space.

He pushes himself into a seated position, looking out over the bridge of the Shiratorizawa from an odd angle. Usually he’s off to the left side of the pilot’s chair, manning the shields. Right now he’s… sitting in the captain’s chair. His vision has cleared enough by this point that when he looks around, it takes him only a minute to realize that he’s alone.

The screens at the various console stations are smashed through, but that hadn’t been the worst of the damage. The dire alerts had gone off once the hull had been punctured, dyeing the entire ship in red light. Now, the lights are glowing a pale blue— emergency power, but not an active threat situation. That’s good, Tendou supposes. But something still doesn’t make sense.

“Why aren’t I dead,” he asks the empty space of the bridge. His voice come out rough— he’d been screaming when he was knocked out, for Tsutomu and Watatoshi and Reon.

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Every you Every me (2½/?)

Pairing : Tony!Father x Reader!Daughter x Steve x Avengers 

Warnings: nightmares, swearing, blood(?

Summary: You are Tony’s daughter, everything was normal until you recall your past in your nightmares.

A/N : Sorry about the grammar and if someone out there can help me, it will be awesome. Okay so this part is longer so I cut it, I will upload this part and in few hours the rest, sorry, but it’s better than reading like 6,000 words in one page. 

Word Count: 2874

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 (Next)  Chapter 3


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Finally you got a happy dream, everything was sweet and relaxed until F.R.I.D.A.Y woke everyone up.

“Unusual activity detected, please go to the boardroom” the A.I. spoke throughout the tower.

“God, what now?” you said under your breathe while you sit up.

“I don’t know, but it’s better to go now” Steve told you with his morning voice and a yawn.

He got out of bed to go to the bathroom. You took the sleep out of your eyes and you went for your suit. You heard Steve coming out and you turned around.

“Hey, by the way, sorry about… you know, last night” you said ashamed.

“It was only a nightmare Y/N, and you feel better now, don’t you?” he told you with a lovely and tired smile, and you saw it, his eyes were a little red for the lack of sleep, still he didn’t tell anything about it and you said nothing. 

“Yes, I am, but-” an image went through your eyes fast as a thunder, making you jump a little, you didn’t had time to guess what the fuck was that.

“Are you okay?, if you feel bad or something, we can talk with Tony so you can stay here” said Steve concerned, of course he saw that something went wrong inside you in a blink of an eye.

“What?, no way!, I’m fine, it was just a chill or something, don’t worry, now… let’s suit up” you said with a fake smile before making your way to the bathroom.

You locked the door and your act fell to the floor. Your hands were shaking and you didn’t understand why, you walked to the mirror and saw yourself reflected. The place changed until you were in somewhere dark and cold, once again the image appeared but this time it lasted longer, it was a woman, her face covered in blood, her mouth was moving but you couldn’t hear anything, and then you heard a horrible scream . You tried to remain quiet, you didn’t want Steve to worry, so you covered your mouth with your hand, you were scared and intrigued, who was this woman? and why you saw her?.

You picked up your suit off the floor and put it in a blink of an eye. You washed your face and then you counted to ten to relax a little. You left the bathroom and you saw Steve adjusting his combat boots.

“Ready?” he told you when he heard the door.

“Always, Cap” you told him trying to sound confident.

“Let’s go then” he grabbed his shield and your hand, both of you went to the boardroom.

It wasn’t a surprise to be the first ones there, Steve have manage to wake you up faster. Before you two were a couple, you was always the last one to arrive, it was really hard for you to woke up fast in the middle of the night or at least in early mornings (and after a nightmare it was worst). But now, thanks to Cap, you don’t have any other option but to be ready in less than 10 minutes.

“Okay F.R.I.D.A.Y, show me where and what is this unusual activity” said Steve walking to the large screen.

You sit in your usual spot in the table waiting for everyone to arrive. You heard F.R.I.D.A.Y explaining Steve the last register and you looked at the screen.

They were images of what it looks like an old factory in middle of the woods, it was weird, how this factory presented unusual activity when it is clearly abandoned? the registers of the zone didn’t show the approach of something or someone close to the place in 50 years, so what was going on?.

“I will never understand how you two can wake up at 4 a.m.  and look totally fresh” said Clint in the doorframe with two cups of coffee. “Here you go kiddo” he told handing you your cup.

“You are really a hero Clint” you answered with now the cup in your hands, you take a sip of the hot coffee and you closed your eyes, you will really need it to begin the day. 

“I know, i know” he took a sip of his coffee and sit in the other side of the table.

Next to come was Natasha and Wanda, both of them ready to kick asses. Then Sam and Vision, minutes later Thor with pop tarts and Bucky with all his hair in a big mess.

“Good morning everyone” Wanda said taking her usual seat. 

Everyone said hello to her and for once you thought you’ll have a peaceful morning until Sam saw Bucky’s hair. 

“Now, who has a nest on his head?, huh?” Sam said with a grin.

“Still, I don’t have a bird brain” said Bucky with a wink.

“The tin really have to come with us?” Sam asked Steve like a little child.

“What? i’m too much for you, dove?” asked Bucky.

“I’m getting curious in your high knowledge on birds” Sam said a little surprised. 

“Your cousins talk to much in the morning, not my fault” Bucky answered while he grabbed his hair to make a messy bun. 

“Y/N can you please make him hit himself?” Sam begged you

Before you could say a word Bucky interrupt you.

“Really? she wouldn’t do that, look at her, she’s not an ass like you” Bucky argued.

You turned your head to Steve and he was glaring at the both childs on the table.

“I can’t believe it’s only 4:00 am and they already want to rip off their heads ” T'challa said scaring you a bit, you didn’t saw him arrive.

“Wow, you are really a cat, silent like a shadow” Bucky said to T'Challa after he saw you jump on your seat.

“What did you said toasted head?” T'Challa replied to Bucky.

“Okay, that’s enough!” Steve shouted.

“See?, you even make Cap lose his shit” Sam told Bucky.

“Sam! you too!” Steve glared at Sam and he stayed silent.

“Who made Steve turned into his mama-mode?” Tony asked in the door frame

“Tony, stop” Steve said once more trying to stay calm.

“‘kay Capsicle. Now what’s the matter?” Tony said taking the seat in front of you.

You offered your coffee and he tooked it without saying a word, it was a common thing between the two of you.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y received a kind of signal from this place” he said with the big factory behind him.

“What kind of signal?” Bruce asked while taking the seat next to Tony.

“About Hydra’s intel, that’s one of the weird things about this” Steve said looking at every one of us.

“One?, are there more weird things about it?” Wanda asked confused.

“I’m afraid yes. This place looks dead outside and inside, this has been like this for over 50 years, but somehow it haves activity…” Steve said confused.

“So, now we haunt ghosts?” Clint asked with a chuckle.

“Here. The place have inner security cameras” Steve said showing the inner equipment.

“But, how?, you said this place has been dead for over 50 years, that kind of security it’s from nowadays” Bruce said concerned.

“And still it get more weird. Someone put sensors before the place appeared abandoned, why? I don’t know, but this things keep working and have recorded movements near and inside the factory within this 50 years. Meanwhile, other kind of sensors or radars doesn’t work here and if they do, they don’t register anything ” Steve said, showing us how the military radars near the place worked, and it was true, they turned crazy even far away the place.

“Like if there was a giant magnetic field?” you asked trying to join the points.

“It can be one possibility, but still, the cameras would have to show people, and  there isn’t” Tony said looking at every picture.

“Do you think it will be like 2014?” Natasha asked.

“It think so” Steve said while looking at her.

“What happened in 2014?” you asked confused.

“An old bunker of S.H.I.E.L.D in New Jersey sent a signal too. Nat and me went there, it was a trap from Hydra” Steve answered you.

“So, what now?, we have the chance to be killed or discover something big?” Tony asked Steve.

“Yes.” Steve said looking at everyone.

“Okay, so is there more we need to know, what those the sensors or whatever they are recorded?” T'Challa asked.

“This place it’s popular in the area for being haunted, before it stopped working, multiple murders happened there, the story said this place worked with human parts if you know what I mean, they used the corpses for-” Steve was soon cut by Sam.

“Okay we get it Cap, this place is nuts, so stop.” Sam said while shaking his head.

“Indeed, now we are ghostbusters” said Clint.

“Now everyone listen. When we get there, don’t turn off your communicators. We’ll divide in teams of four. Wanda, Bucky, Bruce and Tony you’ll go for the east, Sam, Clint, T'Challa and Y/N, the west side, Thor, Vision, Natasha and me by south. Find the sensors, turn them off, search for someone or something out of place, after that, we get inside the factory for the intel, I’ll give new orders there, okay?” Steve said and everyone agreed.

“Now. let’s go” Steve said and everyone went to the Quinjet.

“Who ya gonna call?, ghostbusters” Clint sang in the way.

“Y/N” you heard Tony’s voice, once again Steve let you alone with him.

“Five minutes Stark’s” said Steve before closing the doors.

“Tony” you said looking at him.

“I heard you last night” he said while crossing his arms.

“About that. You were right, every night it’s worst” you told him, your eyes looking at the floor.

“You will finally tell me?” Tony said, he walked to you and took your face in his hands.

You nodded and you felt a tight knot in your throat.

“Okay, now, go to the Quinjet, I’ll be there in five, i gotta pee” he told you making you laugh.

“I didn’t need that kind of information dad” you told him still with a chuckle.

“I know, but it made my princess laugh” he told you with a side hug.

“Don’t you ever call me that again” you told him in a stern voice.

“See you in five dear” Tony told you after both of you leaved the room.

You walked to the Quinjet. Sam and Steve were ready to fly the Quinjet, meanwhile, everyone was taking the own seats, Thor was still eating, Wanda was training with her powers, Bucky checking up all his knifes, T’challa was on his phone, Clint was calling his wife and Vision was next to Wanda. 

“Where’s Tony?” Bruce asked you.

“He’ll be here in less than five” you told him.

“Where are we heading anyway?” Bucky asked confused.

“Finland” Steve said through the speakers.

“Great” Bucky said a little annoyed.

“What Barnes?, I thought you liked Winter” Everyone heard Sam’s voice.

“Sam, last time, leave Bucky” And everyone heard Steve’s mama’s voice.

“Let’s pray Cap doesn’t turn into Capsicle again” you heard Tony in the Quinjet.

“Fine. Now, we are leaving” Steve said with a final tone.

“Why’s your boyfriend so bossy?” Tony asked you making you chuckle again.

“I heard that Stark” Steve said.

“Good. Now you know” Tony said again, after taking a seat next to you.

“Now dear, take care there okay?” Tony asked you.

“What?, aren’t we going to talk?” you asked Tony, who was now in process of sleeping in your shoulder.

“I need to rest a little, I’m old Y/N” Tony told you before closing his eyes.

“Not as old as Barnes, or is he already fast asleep?” Sam said in the speakers

“Steve, control your parrot” Bucky said.

“How did you called me Robocop?!” Sam shouted again.

“Both of you! stop it now!” Steve shouted again.

“I guess, we all going to sleep, at least to block this two for some hours” Natasha said resting her head in your other shoulder.

“I guess so” you said before closing your eyes.


“Y/N, wake up, we’re here” you heard Tony’s voice.

You opened your eyes, and saw your dad with a soft smile. You don’t know how many time you sleep, but at least you rest, you felt better than before.

“I’m glad you didn’t have any nightmares” Tony told you, he gave you a hand to stand up.

“I’m glad too” you said with a tired smile. You looked around, everyone was getting ready.

Steve and Sam walked to the center of the Quinjet.

“Listen everyone, we had to land 3 miles away from the factory, the Quinjet was having trouble with the radars, we think it’s because of the same kind of field of the area” Sam said with a virtual map on his hand.  

“Now everyone, get together with your team, we leave in 3” Steve said looking at us.

Everyone went with their respective team. You checked twice if you have everything you need it for the mission, after that you stretched your body and you knew you were ready when Steve gave the order to leave.

Before leaving Steve grabbed your wrist and gave you a ‘lucky’ kiss, you smiled at him. 

“Take care, okay?” He told you with a tender voice. 

“You too, Captain” you told him before you started to ran behind your team. 

Clint, T'Challa, Sam and you were running into the woods. When again, Bucky and Sam started an argument, for your luck, Clint joined them, and you did exactly what Steve asked you not to do, turn off the communicators, but really, you didn’t want to hear all the arguing of those childs, you need to concentrate.

A mile away, Sam stopped. You turn your head to see your surroundings, maybe he heard or saw something, but you didn’t have a clue on what was happening. You look at Clint and he’s on the same page as you, lost. Then you look at T'Challa and his searching for some kind of answer. Finally Sam turn around.

“What happened?” Clint asked Sam.

“The radar, it’s changing our position” Sam said more confused and looking at the virtual map.

“What?, why?” you asked him more confused.

“This thing says that we are running in circles” Sam said once more.

“Hey, Nat, we have a problem” Clint said in the comm.  

“Tony, what’s your position?” Sam asked Tony too.

You and T'Challa changed looks, what was happening?.

“Nat says, that it’s better if we use the skies, maybe we can see the factory from there” Clint finally said.

“Okay, Y/N take Clint ” Sam tells you.

“Please, tell me you are a safe ride, I have kids” Clint tells you, trying to relax the horrible situation.

“I got you, just chill, okay?” you smile and you nod to Sam.

It was easy, you power is similar as Magneto, you can control any kind of metal and secondaries, you can change it’s form and of course, you can 'fly’, because what you actually do it’s use your power creating a repulsive force between yourself and the planet, like magic. But this also make your eyes turn white.

“Sam! Can I go with you?, I’m scared as shit, her eyes are white” Clint said really amazed, because actually, it’s the first time Clint sees your power this close.

“Don’t be a girl Clint, take me hand” you tell Clint with your stretched arm.

“Don’t do anything crazy please” Clint tells you with this eyes closed.

You chuckle and he takes your hand. You look at Sam and you nod.

“Okay we are going up, see you all up in the sky” Sam said before flying with T'Challa.

You turn on your comm only to be greeted by Steve scolding Tony, Sam and Bucky, so once again you turned off. You looked up, and notice that it’s your time to go up.

“Okay Clint, here we go” you tell him.

“I’m not going to open my eyes” Clint said holding you with both of his hands.

You started to fly and when Clint’s feets left the ground he screamed, making you laugh.

“Shut the fuck up Natasha, this shit is scary!” You heard Clint, you figured out that now he was the bullied one.

Your eyes found Sam, you reached for him and he smiled at you, then he saw Clint, holding on you like a little kid and he laugh.

“So, where we have to land?” you said after looking down and not seeing anything similar as a factory.

“Well. I don’t know, you want to make juggling?” he asked you with a smile.

“Don’t you dare! I trusted you with my entire life Y/n!!” Clint screamed, still he had his eyes closed.

“I’m not going to… unless I get pretty tired of your weight” you said looking at Sam.

“I’m sure T'Challa is heavier, please don’t do it Y/n, I gave you coffee in the morning!” Clint held on you tighter.  

“Fine I won’t let you go, just because you gave me coffee” you assured him.

“y/n, it’s time for landing” Sam told you.

“here? but there’s nothing here!” you said, once more looking down.

“I know, but Cap said that, you don’t have your comm’s on?” Sam asked you confused.

“I do, but my head it’s ignoring Steve’s scolding to my father and Bucky” you lied to him.

“Well, you better listen now, we are going down” Sam told you before disappearing in the woods.

“Clint, you heard right?, we are going down, so held tight” you told Clint while going down.

“Jesus Lord! It feels worst!” Clint screamed.

“Clint you can let me go now” you told him, but still he grabbed you tight.

“Clint! your feet are in the ground for God sake!” Sam shouted.

Clint finally opened his eyes and started to kiss the floor.

“Gross man, don’t do that, animals live here, god knows how many times they have left- fluids there” T'Challa said walking away with you.

Peaceful sleep

Finally got around to finish this One Shot of mine! Have some pointless, sleepy fluff, everyone!

And please - consider it a big thank you for the great birthday I had because of you amazing people on here! =D

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Peaceful sleep

Reading with only the moon as a light source probably had not been the best idea he had ever had.

Toshinori grumbled under his breath as he rubbed over his tired, burning eyes. Even then, though, he was too stubborn and too comfortably leaning against a few pillows and the headboard behind it as that he could get himself to move.

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I got up again later in the night, and I couldn’t fall back asleep. I didn’t want to wake Conrad up with my constant moving, so I decided to slip on some clothes and head out towards the beach. It was so peaceful out here. The waves were rushing against the sand, and a cool mist ran over me, sending chills up my spine. The wind chimes swayed in the wind, and made delightful noises throughout the air. I was at one with the sea, and as it was with me.

I stuck my feet in the water as soon as I was near, and looked up at the stars. How breathtakingly beautiful everything was, I thought to myself. I sat down in front of the waves and let them wash over me, washing away my troubles and worries as well. I remembered the last time I came up here with my family and Conrad’s. Carter came with us as well. It was a summer I will never forget. Everything back then was so perfect, and simple. We were all so happy. It made me miss everything that much more.

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300 writing prompts

 A/N: So I don’t know exactly where I found this list but credit to the owner. I plan on uploading a quick imagine every Saturday night. Each prompt will be written to fit one of the 5sos members in the order Luke, Ashton, Calum, Michael. If you guess end up liking what I’m doing then I might upload two a week instead. Hope you all enjoy :-)

- [ ] 1. I don’t even know. who I am without you.

-  [ ] 2. The way you flirt is just shameful.

- [ ] 3. I’m flirting with you

- [ ] 4. You don’t need to protect me.

- [ ] 5. You can’t even look at me!

- [ ] 6. Stop looking at me like that!

- [ ] 7. You make a good pillow.

- [ ] 8. Does he know about the baby?

- [ ] 9. I had a nightmare about you and I wanted to make sure you were okay.

- [ ] 10. All I wanted was the truth.

- [ ] 11. Why are you pushing me away?

- [ ] 12. didn’t realize I needed your permission.

- [ ] 13. I can’t believe you talked me into this.

- [ ] 14. Nobody can trust me to do anything important!

- [ ] 15. I fall for the worst ones.

- [ ] 16. You make me feel like I’m not good enough.

- [ ] 17. Come over here and make me.

- [ ] 18. Stop thinking about him/her/them.

- [ ] 19. You’re beautiful/handsome, and I’m not the only one that thinks that.

- [ ] 20. I need your forgiveness.

- [ ] 21. If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.

- [ ] 22. You’re the only one I can trust.

- [ ] 23. Kiss me.

- [ ] 24. I love you.

- [ ] 25. I told you not to fall in love with me.

- [ ] 26. I forgive a lot, but I never forget what’s said and done.

- [ ] 27. Please shut up. I can’t stand how appealing your voice is.

- [ ] 28. Shut up. Just shut up.

- [ ] 29. Again?

- [ ] 30. I’ve been in love with you my entire life.

- [ ] 31. I’m tired of being your secret.

- [ ] 32. You know,it’s okay to cry.

- [ ] 33. I think we should have another.

- [ ] 34. Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?

- [ ] 35. Go on,tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.

- [ ] 36. You can’t leave me in the dark. You have to tell me these things.

- [ ] 37. Twins? We’re…we’re having twins?!

- [ ] 38. If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.

- [ ] 39. I just want to be alone right now.

- [ ] 40. Those things you said yesterday did you mean them?

- [ ] 41. You haven’t even touched. you food.

- [ ] 42. What’s going on?

- [ ] 43. If you don’t want to talk about what happened, then say so. Don’t lie and say it’s fine.

- [ ] 44. Sometimes, there is nothing better than some good old-fashioned, no string attached fucking.

- [ ] 45. Stay in bed.

- [ ] 46. Stop laughing at me.

- [ ] 47. Just say that it is okay. I just need to hear you say it.

- [ ] 48. I love you and I am terrified.

- [ ] 49. Why does it hurt so much?

- [ ] 50. I can’t promise you that…

- [ ] 51. Promise me you will come back…I need you to promise me.

- [ ] 52. I missed you.

- [ ] 53. Do you trust me?

- [ ] 54. Don’t look at me like that.

- [ ] 55. You’re the most amazing, incredible, beautiful being I’ve ever met.

- [ ] 56. I’ll find her and bring her home, I promise.

- [ ] 57. You embarrassed me this evening.

- [ ] 58. I couldn’t do it…one look in their eyes and I knew I couldn’t kill them. For that I am sorry.

- [ ] 59. Did you enjoy yourself last night?

- [ ] 60. I am not losing you again.

- [ ] 61. Why don’t they just kiss already?

- [ ] 62. You know, it hurt when I realized that you’re not in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her.

- [ ] 63. I am different now.

- [ ] 64. You left without saying goodbye…I hate you for that.

- [ ] 65. I loved you and then you were gone…and I knew I lost you.

- [ ] 66. None of that matters now.

- [ ] 67. Please say something.

- [ ] 68. I shouldn’t have come.

- [ ] 69. It was a mistake coming here.

- [ ] 70. You hate me and I do not know why?!

- [ ] 71. Take your fill.

- [ ] 72. Is that a challenge?

- [ ] 73. What the hell was that?!

- [ ] 74. Mind if I cut in?

- [ ] 75. Did I stutter?

- [ ] 76. Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?

- [ ] 77. Why are you covered in mud?

- [ ] 78. I can’t…I can’t lose you.

- [ ] 79. You’ll be the death of me.

- [ ] 80. Come back to bed.

- [ ] 81. You are so tiny compared to me.

- [ ] 82. Can I kiss you?

- [ ] 83. Bring your pretty little butt over here.

- [ ] 84. Why are you dressed like that?

- [ ] 85. You deserve so much better.

- [ ] 86. You have the most amazing eyes.

- [ ] 87. You know, it’s okay to cry.

- [ ] 88. That’s distracting.

- [ ] 89. That isn’t appropriate.

- [ ] 90. Is it possible to love too much?

- [ ] 91. Promise me you’ll look after your father.

- [ ] 92. How long has it been?

- [ ] 93. This relationship used to be all about communication! What ever happened to that?

- [ ] 94. If you walk out that door, you’re no longer one of us. You’ll be one of them and that means I’ll treat you like one of them.

- [ ] 95. I left everything for this, I left it all…for you!

- [ ] 96. Look at me—just breathe, okay?

- [ ] 97. I’m sick of being USELESS!

- [ ] 98. I almost lost you.

- [ ] 99. I wish I could hate you.

- [ ] 100. Tell me a secret.

- [ ] 101. No one needs to know.102. I don’t want to have a baby!

- [ ] 103. Did you enjoy yourself last night?

- [ ] 104. Are you kidding me? We are not fine!

- [ ] 105. You’ve only heard his side of the story. You never asked for mine.

- [ ] 106. Well, this is where I live.

- [ ] 107. You make me feel like I’m not good enough.

- [ ] 108. For some reason I’m attracted to you.

- [ ] 109. I think I picked up your coffee by mistake.

- [ ] 110. All I wanted was you honesty.

- [ ] 111. Why do you keep pushing me away?

- [ ] 112. I can’t explain it right now, but I need you to trust me.

- [ ] 113. I’ve never felt this way before…and it scares out of me.

- [ ] 114. Don’t fucking touch me!

- [ ] 115. Are you really taking his side against me?

- [ ] 116. Wait a second are you jealous?

- [ ] 117. I wish I could hate you.

- [ ] 118. I’m sorry if this upsets you, but I’m going to marry him/her.

- [ ] 119. This is by far the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of coarse I’m in.

- [ ] 120. You’re the only one I can trust to do this.

- [ ] 121. I thought you were dead.

- [ ] 122. This isn’t about you. It’s about what’s best for all of us.

- [ ] 123. I love you, you asshole.

- [ ] 124. You did this for me?

- [ ] 125. You can’t protect me.

- [ ] 126. You know I wouldn’t do this if I had any other choice.

- [ ] 127. Promise me you’ll look after your mom.

- [ ] 128. I’m so stupid to make mistake of falling in love with my best friend.

- [ ] 129. Stop talking about the past, I could be dead in a matter of hours…make me up a future.

- [ ] 130. The way you flirt is just shameful.

- [ ] 131. I waited and waited, but you never came back.

- [ ] 132. You never told me you had a fucking twin.

- [ ] 133. I want to go back to before…

- [ ] 134. I just wanted and easy day with me girlfriend/boyfriend. What’s so wrong with that?

- [ ] 135. Go then, leave! See if I care!

- [ ] 136. Why are you up so early?

- [ ] 137. Please,take me instead!

- [ ] 138. You braided his hair?

- [ ] 139. She’s been missing since Friday and you’re not worried.

- [ ] 140. Have you lost you damn mind?!

- [ ] 141. Please. don’t argue. You have to leave right now, you aren’t safe here.

- [ ] 142. I’m your daughter.

- [ ] 143. I’m not surprised that you murdered him.

- [ ] 144. Is there a special reason, as to why you’re wearing my shirt?

- [ ] 145. Am I supposed to be scared of you?

- [ ] 146. Don’t use me as an example. I wasn’t a good kid.

- [ ] 147. I can’t say I see how I’m supposed to love you more than I already do.

- [ ] 148. I know you’ve given me a million second chances and I’ll never take you for granted.

- [ ] 149. Everything that doesn’t make sense about me, makes sense when I’m with you.

- [ ] 150. You need to tell me what you need me to be.

- [ ] 151. I always want to come home to you.

- [ ] 152. Even after all this time, I’m still a fool for you.

- [ ] 153. Cause words don’t make what I make with you.

- [ ] 154. I love you…just not in that way.

- [ ] 155. You are my first choice.

- [ ] 156. Will you still love me in the morning?

- [ ] 157. You were the worst thing that happened to me.

- [ ] 158. I finally have the strength to leave, and I am.

- [ ] 159. I just feel like you don’t love me anymore.

- [ ] 160. I can’t go on this way.

- [ ] 161. Who is it? Who are you seeing behind my back?

- [ ] 162. I love you too much to watch you leave me slowly.

- [ ] 163. Don’t you dare die on me.

- [ ] 164. The car crash took your life but the funeral took mine.

- [ ] 165. I miss you and I miss her.

- [ ] 166. Things just aren’t the same.

- [ ] 167. I’m glad I’m leaving.

- [ ] 168. You never saw my bags be packed, but you sure saw them in the living room before I left.

- [ ] 169. I can’t breathe in your arms anymore.

- [ ] 170. Our love isn’t love anymore.

- [ ] 171. It’s hard to resist a bad boy who’s a good man.

- [ ] 172. If you’re looking for the full deal, the till-death deal, then look at me. No one’s ever going to love you, stick by you, understand how you work the way I do.

- [ ] 173. The wounded recognized the wounded.

- [ ] 174. What I wanted. I wanted you to fight for me. I wanted you to say there’s no one else you could ever be with, and that you’d rather be alone than without me.

- [ ] 175. I am not pushing you away I’m holding on for dear life but I need you to need me back.

- [ ] 176. Why won’t you ever just let me all the way in?

- [ ] 177. You’re the moon of my life, that’s all I need to know and if this is a dream I will kill the man that tries to wake me.

- [ ] 178. I don’t want to get over her, I want to be with her.

- [ ] 179. Oh I’m sorry did my back hurt your knife?

- [ ] 180. Sometimes I think that we waste our words and we waste our moments. And we don’t take the time to say the things that are in our hearts when we have the chance.

- [ ] 181. I’m afraid this conversation is going to end in goodbye.

- [ ] 182. Don’t say you love me unless you really mean it, because I might do something crazy like believe it.

- [ ] 183. I love you. I am in love with you. I have tried to kill it to runaway from it but I can’t and I don’t want to anymore.

- [ ] 184. Don’t act like I didn’t fight for you. I did.Hard. And for a long time. So forgive me if now that we’re over I’m exhausted.

- [ ] 185. Maybe I’m just supposed to let you go now, but I can’t. Because I can’t lose everything I have all at once.

- [ ] 186. I waited. I was here. Where were you?

- [ ] 187. I’m not leaving here without you.

- [ ] 188. Pick me. Choose me. Love me.

- [ ] 189. Don’t you give up on me now; we’ve come to far and I love you way too much to lose you now.

- [ ] 190. Someone told me once that to create true art you must be willing to bleed and let others watch.

- [ ] 191. I promised myself that if you came home I wouldn’t be afraid to tell you how I felt. But I’m still afraid. Because I can’t make you love me back.

- [ ] 192. I want your body. I want your mouth. I want your laugh and your funny faces. I want your friendship and your inspirational thoughts. And I want you to come with me when I go.

- [ ] 193. I have waited so long for you to want me. If you don’t hold me tight I won’t believe you mean it, and that’s worse than never being held at all.

- [ ] 194. If you don’t ask, the answer is always no.

- [ ] 195. Please don’t leave me. Everyone always leaves.

- [ ] 196. Here, let me see.

- [ ] 197. Don’t look down.

- [ ] 198. I’m sorry I yelled at you…

- [ ] 199. Will you just hold still?

- [ ] 200. This isn’t just about you…

- [ ] 201. What’s behind your back.

- [ ] 202. When you’re happy, I’m happy.

- [ ] 203. I wish this moment could last forever…

- [ ] 204. There’s a leaf in your hair.

- [ ] 205. I think I twisted my ankle…

- [ ] 206. Why are you giving me such a hard time about this?

- [ ] 207. Look into my eyes what do you see?

- [ ] 208. Of course you’d believe that.

- [ ] 209. Your hands are so much larger than mine.

- [ ] 210. Shh, they’ll hear us.

- [ ] 211. It doesn’t look like you’ll need stitches.

- [ ] 212. Remember when you used to care?

- [ ] 213. Why didn’t you text me back?

- [ ] 214. Will you just tell me the truth?

- [ ] 215. You’re too damn cute.

- [ ] 216. Why are you laughing?

- [ ] 217. That stuff can’t be good for you.

- [ ] 218. This will only take a second…

- [ ] 219. Don’t look at me like that!

- [ ] 220. This tastes bitter.

- [ ] 221. Your think you could do better?

- [ ] 222. Isn’t this a gorgeous view?

- [ ] 223. You’ve been so selfish lately!

- [ ] 224. Anything but that!

- [ ] 225. Why did you think that was a good idea?

- [ ] 226. Stop it, you’re embarrassing me.

- [ ] 227. You’re eyes are red…were you crying?

- [ ] 228. We’re running low on time here.

- [ ] 229. You’ve got something on your cheek.

- [ ] 230. If I could just get you to understand…

- [ ] 231. Don’t move,it’ll be okay

- [ ] 232. Hey, don’t raise your voice at me!

- [ ] 233. Let’s take a deep breath.

- [ ] 234. Come on, it wasn’t that bad.

- [ ] 235. You call that music?

- [ ] 236. Damn auto-correct!

- [ ] 237. You can’t have it both ways.

- [ ] 238. I’ve made a huge mistake.

- [ ] 239. Don’t worry about it, everyone screws up.

- [ ] 240. You can’t do that!

- [ ] 241. If you love it so much, then why don’t you marry it?

- [ ] 242. We go on three…

- [ ] 243. I’m not bothering you am I?

- [ ] 244. I didn’t know you could do that.

- [ ] 245. I forgot you used to like this stuff.

- [ ] 246. It wouldn’t be the first time you broke a promise.

- [ ] 247. You know how I feel about birthdays.

- [ ] 248. You can’t ask me to do that.

- [ ] 249. Oh, you scared me!

- [ ] 250. You’re jealous, aren’t you.

- [ ] 251. You really…that’s not exactly meant to be eaten.

- [ ] 252. This is my favorite song!

- [ ] 253. You’re so drunk.

- [ ] 254. It doesn’t matter, I’m not leaving you.

- [ ] 255. It’s just that…well my favorite character just died,

- [ ] 256. Don’t be stupid.

- [ ] 257. Of coarse I love you.

- [ ] 258. Don’t you ever do that again!

- [ ] 259. Have you ever thought

- [ ] 260. about…like…us?

- [ ] 260. If we die, I’m going to kill you.

- [ ] 261. I can’t believe you’d do something like this!

- [ ] 262. I’ve been looking everywhere for you.

- [ ] 263. You’re my favorite muse.

- [ ] 264. Don’t worry about it, I got it.

- [ ] 265. I promise, it’s just this once.

- [ ] 266. You owe me.

- [ ] 267. What, you’re scared I’ll kick you ass again?

- [ ] 268. Is that my shirt?

- [ ] 269. Wanna go for a drive?

- [ ] 270. You’ve got to be kidding me!

- [ ] 271. Fancy meeting you here.

- [ ] 272. You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into, do you?

- [ ] 273. Well this is awkward.

- [ ] 274. Give it back!

- [ ] 275. Do you think you could just please go one day without pissing me off?

- [ ] 276. Why are you crying?

- [ ] 277. Just this once, okay?

- [ ] 278. You’re really soft.

- [ ] 279. Is it possible to love too much?

- [ ] 280. I’ll always be there to protect you.

- [ ] 281. The stars look especially lovely tonight.

- [ ] 282. May I have this dance?

- [ ] 283. I can’t stop thinking about you.

- [ ] 284. All I want is you.

- [ ] 285. You look incredible in that.

- [ ] 286. Sometimes I just can’t control myself around you.

- [ ] 287. Do you believe in love at first sight?

- [ ] 288. I think I’m in love.

- [ ] 289. I’d like if you stayed.

- [ ] 290. I have never felt this way about anyone.

- [ ] 291. Can I kiss you?

- [ ] 292. I waxed the floors, grab your fluffy sox.

- [ ] 293. My parents are coming over in ten minutes so please put your clothes on.

- [ ] 294. I’m really drunk, please help me.

- [ ] 295. This is probably a bad time, but marry me?

- [ ] 296. We’ve become the clingy newlyweds you always complained about.

- [ ] 297. I think you might be pregnant.

- [ ] 298. Shh…I’m sleeping.

The Wolf and His Angel

By: @dammntwilightsaga

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Prologue


The wind picked up around me as the Earth got closer. It seemed like an eternity has passed since I had my wings ripped and replaced with the darker ones symbolizing my impurities and mistakes. I was being sent to the newly formed tribe to protect and guide them. The pack had just began to grow, they only had 3 so far.

I hit the forest floor hard; creating a small crater within the ground.

“Every. Damn. Time.” I mumbled rubbing the back of my head as I stood on wobbly legs. 

I heard growling of a wolf coming from behind me.

Who does she think she is?

What is she?

Sam isn’t going to be too happy 

Can we kill her? Or is that wrong?

I laughed at the last comment and turned around to see two wolves that were larger than horses and stood over me.

“You two are funny.” I couldn’t stop myself from laughing obnoxiously. “You guys think you can kill me, oh my.” I was still laughing, almost in tears now.

Dude, can she hear us?

I think so.

What the hell is going on?

Who is she? 

“Wow. I don’t even know what you look like in human form but I already love you.” I kept laughing and dusted off the dirt from the skinny jeans and blush colored sweater that was open in the back.

I felt their stares on my back, the back of the sweater was open showing the gruesome-looking upside down V shaped scars that hide my large gray tinted wings.

“I need to talk to Sam Uley. Then I’ll answer all the questions you wolves got.” 

I looked up and examined the two wolves in front of me, One was a deep brown color, the same size as his deep gray colored brother who stood next to him.

The gray one kept staring at me, like he was in a trance, as the other crouched down ready to pounce at me for mentioning his Alpha. Probably seeing me as a threat.

Let’s bring her to Sam

What? We don’t even know who she is! What if she’s a threat? She could be working with those leec-

Shut up! You can’t even hurt her. You know our laws.

You did not.

Don’t. You. Dare. Hurt. Her. 

The dark gray one began snarling at his brother

Whatever. The other backed down. Let’s go then.

“What? I get to be in your heads but don’t get to know your names?” I laughed, I was not your average angel. I was straight-forward, honest, and sarcastic. But I was considered one of strongest, intelligent, and best guardian angels. Maybe that’s the reason I keep losing and regaining the privilege of my wings..

Paul. The gray wolf walked behind me in a very protective manner, what’s his deal?

That’s Jared. We’ll take you Sam. The other wolf was far ahead of us, turning at the sound of his name, nodded his head at me then jumped over a log as Paul and I began walking behind him, both of them were still in wolf form.

“Rosalynn.” I stated to both of them.

That’s beautiful.

I’m gonna throw up.


“What took you two so long? Your patrol ended nearly an hou- Who’s this.” A  tall, tan, black haired boy came out of the house, carrying jean shorts, probably sensing his friends returning.

Jared shifted behind a tree, yelling for Sam to throw a pair of the shorts at him. After he emerged I saw what he looked like; similar to his alpha just softer features and shorter.

“Be careful. She can hear what we say.” Jared bitterly let out

“Not when you’re out of wolf form. It’s for your protection.” I bit back, he only sent a confused glare at me.

“Who are you.” Sam stated more than questioned again, stepping closer to me as if to intimidate me. I don’t blame him, they all probably think I’m a threat.

Paul came from behind me and stepped in front of me, growling at his alpha, Sam quickly stood back realization in his eyes.

“Did he?” Sam questioned, staring at the wolf, who’s fur matched the colors of my new wings.

“Yep. That’s why we agreed to bring her to you.” Jared replied sitting on the stairs of the porch 

“Okay. Am I missing something?” I yelled out confused.

“You’re his imprint, hun.” A girl I didn’t know walked out of the house, smiling at me. Most likely happy to have another female around.

“His what?” I looked down at the wolf who still stood between Sam and I.

“We’ll talk about that later. Who are you?” Sam questioned me now.

“Rosalynn.” 

“What do you want?” 

“I’m your tribe’s guardian angel. I’m here to help and protect you guys.” laughter erupted between Sam and Jared

“Angels don’t exist.” Jared said thru this fit and I cocked an eyebrow at him and backed up from them preparing to release my wings, this always happens when introducing myself to the new tribe.

All eyes were on me and everyone gasped when I let my wings rip out.
They wrapped around my body before opening up fully, the wings were easily 25 feet from end to end when they spread out, probably larger. 
They were not tall though, they only took up the length of my back to the back of knees as I stood at 5 foot 4.
The wings condensed down to fit behind my back neatly, so they weren’t as spread out 

“Believe me now?” I asked looking at the 3 faces with jaws dropped and the wolf who had perked up looking astonished.


A/N Hope you enjoyed - I’ll be uploading the first chapter soon! :) 

Famous - Zerkaahd Imagine

BANG. An overwhelming amount of sound follows. That is it. The tour is finally done. I give the crowd one final wave and walk backstage. The chanting of my name gets quieter the further I walk away from the stage. I get rid of all the accessories Alexis (my stylist) made me wear. Entering my changing room I put the accessories on the make-up table with vanity lighting.

As I sit down on the couch my manager enters the room. “You were absolutely splendid darling. I know you have time off, but don’t forget to write. You need to bring out another album soon. The label has been breathing down my neck, lately. They are expecting something new. Go and hit up your little friend Eddie or whatever his name is and collab. Use all your contacts. Write with everyone and their brother. Go all out on this album. Your label and myself are expecting something even better than your last album. Also don’t disappear like last time. You need to stay in the Media’s eye. Stay relevant even if you’re not performing or doing interviews. We cant have everyone forget about you.”

Before she even opened her mouth I already knew exactly what she’d say. It’s always the same. However I just sucked it up and listened to it for probably the hundred time. Kind of pissed of the fact that she continues to forget Ed’s name. He’s been one of my best years for years now. She doesn’t care about that though. It’s only the fact we can write together, that interests her. Sometimes I wonder why I still have her as my manager. My personal health is never a priority. I might drop her and try to find someone else. One that does see my health as a priority and is not consumed by money.

I’m greeted by fresh air as I step out of the building. There were a few people who had VIP passes. I met them after the concert. They were all incredibly nice and so supportive, it’s unreal. My fans, they never fail to surprise me with their kindness. I’m so lucky to have their support, their love and their incredibly kind comments on social media. They never fail to brighten up my day.

Even though I love touring. It’s the best thing I’ve had the pleasure of doing. I haven’t had any time for myself. Especially these last couple of shows. Instead of meeting up with my manager I decide to go to a coffee shop nearby.

I order my usual and after getting it I go and sit in a booth. I try to take a sip, but I end up burning my lip. It might be smarter to wait for a bit, before I try it again. Opening my phone I see I have quite a bit notifications on different social media platforms. Opening Instagram up first thing I do is upload a picture I took of the crowd tonight. I thank everyone who came to see me not only tonight, but on my entire tour.

I haven’t posted it for more than a minute and I already see so many replies rolling out. One catches my eye though. “I absolutely loved tonight’s show!! You were incredible!!”. This person goes by Zerkaahd. I quickly reply to him. Showing my gratitude for his kind words. Suddenly my phone is blowing up even more. People being so excited that I noticed ‘daddy’? What even are they on about? Are the talking about that Zerkaa dude? I look up and go to his profile. He has a check mark, which means he has a lot of followers. Now I’m almost a 100% sure those daddy comments were about him. I log off Insta and go on Twitter.

I’ve been sitting in this coffee shop for quite a while. I even got another cup of coffee. This stuff is too good. “Hey would you mind taking a picture with me?” I look up to see a tall blond standing next to my table. I smile up at him “Of course not” I reply while standing up. After taking the picture we just talk for a few minutes. We sit down at the booth. He tells me his name is Callum and he went to my concert with a few of his friends. Eventually we both needed to leave. We exchange phone numbers and go our different ways.

There’s a party going on, tonight. The people I’m the closest with on tour, are all going. I don’t go to London that often, so I’m glad I can follow other people. If it were just me, I’d probably end up getting lost.

After getting ready, Derrick, the guitar player, picks my up from my hotel room. We get in a cab together with Chad, the drummer. The rest of the group is already at this party.

As we pull up to the club, we can already hear the music. Before getting out, we pay the cabdriver. The bouncer recognizes us three and let’s us through.

We haven’t been in the club for over a minute and both guys have left me. I walk towards the bar and order a drink. Not wanting to get drunk tonight, I stay clear from the alcohol.

30 minutes in and I’m not alone anymore. I’ve met up with a few of my friends. We are in the center of the dancing floor, dancing our hearts out. It’s so much fun. However it does get tiring, so after a while I decide to go sit on the side somewhere.

It takes me a while to get trough the mass of people. Eventually I get to where I want to go. I’m shocked to see Callum standing there. Shaking that off I put a smile on my face and head in his direction. “Callum, hey how are you” I great him. As he turns my direction his smile gets brighter when he realises it’s me. He hugs me and answers my question, followed by him asking the same thing to me.

We talk for a bit, but are eventually cut off by someone clearing their throat behind me. We both look at culprit. Callum realises he hasn’t introduced his friends to me, so he does that. It’s a lot of names to remember. The short Indian guy is Vik, the person who resembles Cal in a way is called Simon, there’s another Callum, but the one that stuck by me the most is this Josh guy. He’s taller than me, has dark hair, green eyes and a beard. I didn’t know that I have a thing for beards, but looking at him made me realise that I do.

After getting introduced to Cal’s friends, they all kind of dispersed. They all went their own way. I don’t even know where Cal went. The only person that is still here is Josh. Let’s make the most of this. I start up a conversation to get to know him a little better. We go back and forth asking and answering questions. Somewhere in the middle of it, we decided to sit down in a booth that is hid away from the rest.

I think I can say that I know Josh quite well. Even though we only met a few hours ago. We’ve been talking ever since. Talking about anything and everything. I even found out he was the Zerkaa dude who commented on my Instagram post.

I get a text from Chad asking me where I am and if I still want to go back to the hotel with him. After I tell him that I’ll be outside in a few, I put my phone away and look back up to Josh. I tell him I have to go. “It was really nice to meet you” I say while I stand up. Walking around the table I stand in front of him and I go in for a hug. We already exchanged numbers earlier tonight. I tell him that we need to meet up in the near future and he agrees. We finally let each other go and I stare into his eyes. I realise I’m already falling for him. His eyes are so easy to get lost in, but somehow I shake myself out of it. I say another goodbye and with that I head outside.


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