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Surface Tension - Jughead Jones x Reader Imagine

Warnings: Nothing

Request by @timelawds : Hey! I was wondering if you could do an imagine with the reader and Jughead? One as Archie’s younger sister, who is loud, tough, and sarcastic (still in the sophomore class) where she is friends with all of his friends except Jughead because there is a hatred between them, but in the end it’s all fluff and things? Thank you so much!

Here you are. I hope you enjoy it! Sorry it’s so long.

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anonymous asked:

can you do a part 2 or add more thing to the dating shawn list? i loooooooved it

(this took me forever, sorry you had to wait for so long) 
Dating Shawn would include pt. 1

Dating Shawn would include pt. 2

  • Him treating you like a princess
  • Stupid inside jokes
  • Always taking cute private selfies no one else get to see
  • Matching hoodies and sweatpants for long flights
  • You wearing Shawn’s dad cap
  • Him struggling not to laugh when you whine about your homework
  • You watching Grey’s Anatomy with him for the second time, pretending it’s not going to break his heart
  • “Lexi is cute” “Shut up, I thought I was cute” “No, you’re cuter” “Nice save, Mendes”
  • Teasingly smirks to each other from across the room
  • Being each other’s biggest supporters
  • Going to the gym on an early Sunday morning together
  • “Remind me why I’m doing this again?”
  • Him giving you nose tip strokes while drifting off to sleep
  • Both wearing black skinny jeans
  • “Twinning” “No Shawn, just no”
  • Breakfast for dinner
  • Him always spoiling you even when you ask him not to
  • Ending every phone call with “see you soon”
  • Him saying “time for cuddles” then just picking you up and carry you to bed
  • Him playing with your hair while you do your homework
  • “Pay attention to me” “Stop with the puppy eyes Shawn” “Then pay attention to me”
  • Going on random road trips with his friends
  • Long walks holding hands to clear Shawn’s head
  • Brian showing up unannounced every other day
  • “I miss you” “I miss you more”
  • You sending him drunk snapchats while hanging out with friends from Uni
  • Him always telling/texting you “be safe”
  • Singing along to Holdin’ Me Back in the car
  • Snapchatting constantly whenever Shawn is gone
  • Late night dance off to Ed Sheeran’s music
  • Popcorn fights while watching Riverdale
  • Him making sure you’re okay when he’s gone
  • Him teasing you when you wake up hunger over
  • Him being overprotective of you when fans or paps get too close and always making sure you’re taken care of first
  • ”Where’s y/n?” “Is someone keeping an eye on her?” “Make sure she’s not in the middle of this”
  • You teaching Shawn different drinking games when he finally has some days off
  • Pranking each other
  • Deep conversations with Karen when your heart feels heavy
  • Geoff making kissing noises when seeing you sneak of together
  • Him always sending your mother flowers on her birthday
  • You picking up the phone saying ”I’ll call you later” when you miss him too much to talk
  • Dealing with him always bringing his guitar everywhere
  • Him texting you the lyrics to Never Be Alone when he knows you’re struggling with him touring
  • Always turning your morning runs into a competition
  • Him stalking your Instagram in bed at 3 am when he misses you
  • Him making you a mixtape with his fave tunes every time he leaves again
  • Sending you sneak peaks of new photoshoot pictures
  • Being spontaneous together
  • Him saying “I just wish I could hold you tonight” when he feels lost 
  • Him teaching you how to play the Harry Potter intro on the Ukulele
  • Going to John Mayer concerts together
  • Stealing his comfy clothes
  • Him saying “I’m so in love with you I can barely breathe”
  • Constantly holding hands
  • Arguing over who gets to pick the music in the car
  • Him always getting up early, you begging for five more minutes
  • Helping him tie his tie before award shows
  • Buying John Mayer merch for his birthday
  • Him kissing you to make you shut up
  • Talking boys with Aaliyah
  • Him trying to teach you the hockey rules
  • Spontaneous sex (bathrooms, cars, dressing room in a store)
  • Kissing and tracing his tattoo
  • Dealing with him when his ego gets too big
  • Blowjobs when he’s feeling stressed
  • Staying in and watching Netflix
  • Exploring the world together
  • Him making inappropriate jokes about your sex life to Matt and Brian
  • Him being a bad loser when you beat him
  • Him being a bad winner when he beats you
  • “Aww babe, smile for me. At least you’re sleeping with a winner”
  • Rough make up sex when having had stupid little fights
  • Him waking you up with breakfast and kisses
  • Him lowkey getting jealous when Brian snaps you
  • Him waking you up when a new song idea strikes in the middle of the night
  • “Sorry love, didn’t mean to wake you”
  • Lots of spooing
  • Him tearing up when he realize he hurt you
  • Neck kisses on Shawn’s vein
  • Cheesy yet romantic date nights
  • Drunk sex
  • Fighting over who cheated in beer pong
  • Listening to music together while making out
  • Him walking around shirtless just to tease you
  • “You like what you see eh?”
  • Waking up completely entangled to each other
  • Fearing his going to stop loving you one day
  • Really cheesy pickup lines Shawn thinks are amazing
  • Him leaving hickeys all sort of places on your body
  • Morning sex to start the day of right
  • Him saying “God, you’re beautiful” every time he wakes up next to you
  • Love hearing Shawn sing in the shower
  • “Can I join you?” “I thought you’d never ask”
  • Kissing the scar on Shawn’s face
  • You being insecure but him reminding you “you’re perfect to me”
  • Having sex multiple times a night
  • Cute texts when he’s thinking about you
  • Him biting into your skin while lying naked in bed
  • Him loving to watch you get dressed
  • Goofy smiles that makes your heart melt
  • “I wrote a song about you” “Can I hear it?” “Not until it’s perfect”
  • “Only 13 days until I’m back in your bed again”

cl0se-your-eyes-sammy  asked:

#9: for Cassian

#9 with Cassian “For you, I’d steal the stars”

Cassian adverted his gaze from the massive expanse of blackness stretching endlessly before him. He couldn’t help but allow his chocolatey brown eyes to drift to you, his careful watch lingering on your sleeping form for more than a few moments. Cassian jumped as he heard the familiar voice of his trusted copilot chiding him for his misplaced focus. “You shouldn’t do that,” remarked K-2SO, “it’s creepy.”

Cassian merely rolled his eyes and once more shifted his gaze to the everlasting void ahead. Even though he wasn’t looking at you, thoughts of you ran through his mind like a stampede. After internally battling himself on the subject, Cassian sprung from his seat, excusing himself with a single command: “Pilot the ship, K.” The dark haired rebel slowly made his way to the back of the ship and rummaged through the small storage compartment, before finally emerging with a lush blanket and a single idea possessing his mind. He imagined that you must be rather cold, and he knew from personal experience that those harsh metal seats provided little comfort for a tired soul.

Careful not to disturb you, Cassian draped the blanket, his only blanket, over your shoulders. He paused, taking in every aspect of your placid expression. However, his moment of mesmerization was interrupted as your bright eyes fluttered open, their wandering gaze eventually resting on the man before you. “Sorry,” Cassian mumbled, nervousness seeping through his heavy accent, “I didn’t mean to wake you.” He had known you for years, yet he could never escape that familiar feeling of restlessness that commanded every encounter he had with you. A small grin spread onto your lips upon hearing his familiar voice. You moved to sit upright, allowing enough room beside you for Cassian to accompany you. Cassian noticed that your soft smile had quickly faded away as he sat next to you. His eyes wandered about your uneasy frame, settling when he saw a flicker of fear cross your face.

“Cass,” you muttered, instantly gaining his undivided attention, “you’ll protect me, right?”

Cassian knew you would be apprehensive towards this mission; your role would solely determine the success of it. A flash of offense swept across Cass’ features. Did you truly doubt that he would take care of you? Cass adverted his gaze, allowing the brown orbs to rest on the rusting floor below him. After collecting his thoughts, he looked back to you, noticing that you had unconsciously moved closer to him, seeking more warmth than the blanket could provide. “Y/N,” worry clouded your usually bright eyes, “I always have protected you.”

A reassuring sense of security seemed to force out all thoughts of doubt as Cassian’s dark eyes locked with yours. Relief flooded over you; your fears were groundless, Cassian had always pulled through for you and you always completed the mission. A soft laugh flowed from your lips, causing Cassian to grin. “Remember that time when you tackled me because you thought there was a bomb, but it turned out to be a part from the ship?” you questioned between bouts of laughter. Cassian laughed along, happy that you found humor in his stupidity. You shoved him lightly as the memory of fonder times rolled away.

Cassian took a deep breath and held it, “I couldn’t let them hurt you. It didn’t matter if it was fake or real.” You couldn’t help a look of awe from lighting up your face. Cassian took your hand, wrapping his strong fingers around yours. “I need you to know that whatever happens…” Cass’ voice trailed off, “I’d do anything for you.” Your even breath hitched ever so slightly as you heard Cassian’s confession. “For you, I’d get in the way of a thousand bombs if it meant you got to live.” You gazed up at him, eyes sparkling. “For you, I’d steal the stars.” Your only response was pulling him towards you in a surprisingly strong embrace, praying that he wouldn’t leave anytime soon.

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Anonymous Requested: omg as soon as I read “We don’t know each other. We’re just two people being grumpy about Valentine’s Day and made a deal to spend the day together.” I imagined with Zico, I think it fits him lmao. Would you please write it? Thanks, you’re the best <3 Part of my Valentine’s Day prompt series.

Genre: Zico x Reader

Words: 2531

Originally posted by alittlebitblockbbias

You knew you should’ve left the minute you’d seen the hostess put them at a table. Instead, you’d stayed in your corner booth and watched the way they lovingly stared at one another. The way his hand reached out to grab hers like she was something precious. Their smiles seemed endless as they chatted with words you couldn’t hear and tried to drown out your broken heart with swigs of your rum and coke.

How bittersweet it was indeed to run into your ex-boyfriend on Valentine’s Day with the girl he’d left you for. The same exact girl he’d replaced you with before actually excusing himself from your relationship. No, you weren’t still bitter at all.

You flagged down a waitress to get you another drink when a man slid into the other side of the booth. He was greeted with wide eyes and raised brows, but didn’t appear to notice. His hands folding on top of the table as eyes you could only classify as tiger-shaped stared back at you. It was silly to think, but it felt like he could see right through you. The thought making your own arms retract closer to your chest while still holding onto your glass. Just in case you needed something to launch in his direction for a quick escape.

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Okay I find the dogs “talking” about Sam adorable in a super dorky and stupid kind of way…..lol

Highlights of the “interview”:

1. Tia, you starred alongside another special model, actor Sam Heughan. What is it like being part of a Barbour photoshoot? What did you love most about getting to star in the Barbour Shirt Department shoot alongside Sam?

Tia: Barbour photoshoots are really enjoyable, the team is very friendly, and we all have fun. Everyone laughs which makes my tail wag. I do have to behave myself for the whole day and we often do the same thing over and over again to get it right. I am always dog tired at the end of the day! My Mummy made me watch all of the Outlander series, so the best thing about it was making my Mummy happy.

2. Tia, what was the first photoshoot you ever did?

Tia: Can you believe it, my first time was with Sam Heughan, not at Crailing House but not far away in the Scottish Borders. I was very excited and my Mummy was very nervous. I did chatter and whine that day but that was just me being enthusiastic and loving the attention, I am trying to learn to control myself better now.

3. Do you have any fun stories to tell us from behind the scenes of your shoot with Sam?

Flax: I was allowed out to play at the end of the day and Sam Heughan came over to politely say bye bye and thank you to my Mum. He gave the team hugs and off he went. I also learnt some acting techniques from him! After Sam went, I gave the Barbour team kisses and polished their faces – why would they want hugs from Sam when they can have kisses from me?

Klance “Babe” Headcanon

A/N:  Okay so somewhere on the internet I saw this headcanon and decided that I needed to write it.  Warning that I don’t write very often and that the grammar is probably terrible, but tell me what you think!


“Begin training level three.”  I say, even though I was exhausted from forming Voltron so many times earlier that day.

“End training sequence.”  Lance shouts suddenly, swaggering his way up to me.

“Hey! What the fuck, man?!”

“Don’t be stupid and wear yourself out.  We have ‘bonding exercises’ or whatever tomorrow too, mullet.  C’mon babe, let’s go eat.”  

“Fine.”  I say, relenting easier than normal due to my tired state.  Wait a second…

“What did you just call me?!”

“Uh, mullet?” He responds innocently, casting a confused look in my direction.

“No, after that.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.  You must be really out of it,”  He says, laughing, “Let’s just go get dinner already.”

What the actual fuck Lance?!  Did I really dream that up? I couldn’t have, I mean, yeah, his face is aesthetically pleasing, but it’s not like I like like him or anything. This better not be one of his stupid pranks again.  

Part of me was hoping that somehow dinner would be something other than that alien goop, but as always, my dreams were hopelessly crushed.  

“Paladins, I have an announcement,”  Allura states in her ‘mesmerizing accent’ as Lance puts it, “I know you are all tired from working hard today, so I thought it would be nice if we could all have some fun together.”

“Is this your way of trying to trick us into more ‘bonding exercises’?”  Lance says, giving her a skeptical look (which was more attractive than I care to admit).  Needless to say, Allura ignores Lance and continues with was she was saying.

“I thought it would be fun for you all to teach Coran and I some of your earth games, so you can feel more at home.”

“Thank you princess, the thought is very much appreciated,”  Shiro says in his very eloquent distinctly Shiro-y way of talking, “however, I’m not sure we have time to relax since Zarkon could attack any time now.”

“You worry too much,” Lance says rolling his eyes, “Hey babe, could you pass the weird alien seasoning whatever?”

The entire crew just looks at him, confused.  “Helloooo? Keeeiiith? Anybody home?  Salt?”

Everyone burst out laughing (Pidge was actually wiping tears from their eyes), I could feel my face burning as I practically chucked the seasoning at Lance.

“Hunk, you sooooo owe me 20 bucks when we get back home.”  Pidge choked out between fits of laughter.

“What’s so funny?” Lance asked, looking genuinely confused.  Everyone just laughed harder.  I got up and left, infuriated but weirdly pleased.

Pigde caught up with me later and asked, “So you and Lance are a thing now, huh?” Giving me that sly-ass Pidge face they always do when they find out one of your dirty secrets.

“WHAT?! NO?! IHATEHIMHEHATESMETHEFEELINGISMUTUAL!”

“Then what’s with the whole ‘babe’ thing then, huh?”  Casting me a look that no fourteen year old child should be allowed to make.

“Tch, to be honest, I have no idea why he’s doing that either.”  Pidge just rolls their eyes in response.

“God, both of you are too dense for me to handle.”  Then they roll their eyes and walk away.

I just stand there, confused to all hell about what just happened.

Late nights - Reggie x Reader oneshot

Authors note,

hey this is my first fanfiction ever so please don’t kill me lol and it’s such a creative name hah I didn’t know what to name it but it’s just a fluff oneshot really, I don’t really know what this will categorize into oops and it’s a Reggie x Female Reader yay! Also please send me request I’m open for anything :)

Words - 1,237

Warnings - cussing oops



2:03 AM

I woke up to several messages by my boyfriend of 10 months. I clicked my phone on and saw his name.

Mantle


That was the name that popped up on my phone. I never called him by Reggie, not since 6th grade when I found out his last name. I unlocked my phone and read the texts he sent me.

“my baby sister keeps crying I can’t sleep my mom is literally so tired im gonna take over for her :/ ” delivered at 2:00 AM

 

Reggie’s mom had a baby just 2 months ago, I come over to babysit with Reggie every once and a while when her hands were full. I knew having a little sister made his family sleep deprived, and it showed during school.

 

“wish me luck lol” delivered at 2:00 AM

“I wish u were here, u have the magic touch when it comes to her, she wont stop crying.” delivered at 2:01 AM

“oh god she’s needs a diaper change” delivered at 2:02 AM

 

I facetimed him to see if he was okay.

“(Y/N)?”

“Mantle, you woke me up with your texts and I wanted to see if you were okay.”

I heard the sound of Julia crying at the top of her lungs through the phone.

“Julia hush please, I have school tomorrow and this really big test come on give me a break. (Y/N) I need you right about now, my mom and dad won’t mind, actually they might, but my parents like you too much and mom knows you can calm Julia down just like she can.” He whispers.

“Aw Mantle you know if I could I would, my mom is way too strict to let me go anywhere at this time.” I say looking at him trying to carry Julia and hold the phone at the same time. “please don’t drop the baby, put your phone down!” I tell him groggily.

“(Y/N) go to sleep.” he mumbled. “I need both of my girls happy and healthy.”

“You need it more than me. You have that huge ass test in 1st period!” I exclaim.

“Hanging up now (Y/N), I won’t pick up if you call. Baby go to sleep I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” He replies.

“But-“ I soon got cut off by him hanging up.”

I text him right after.

“you know ihy right?” sent at 2:34 AM

Mantle replies with,

“I love you too, goodnight”

With that I soon fall asleep.


I woke up suddenly to my alarm which read

7:35 AM (Y/N) get ur ass up

I got up quite lazily and began to do my morning routine.

A few moments later I go downstairs and greet my mom and dad. They know Reggie picks me up for school every morning so they are used to him.

Then my phone vibrates.

Mantle

“I’m coming up to your house now” delivered at 7:54 AM

“Mom, dad, Reggie is coming up to get me.” I only ever called him Reggie in front of my parents and his.

My parents nod in response. Then as if on cue I hear familiar knocks and open the door to a very cute but tired Mantle.

“Hello Mr. and Mrs. (Y/L/N)”

“Good morning Reggie, nice to see you again.” My mom says. My dad nods in response I still don’t think he is very comfortable with Mantle yet.

“(Y/N) you ready?” he asks.

“Yeah just let me grab my backpack.” I smile sweetly.

After grabbing my stuff, I say a quick goodbye to my parents and Mantle does the same, in a kiss ass way, he wants my parents to like him, not just tolerate him, but I know they like him well, at least mom does, dad is unclear.

While walking up to his car I ask him,

“Did you get any sleep? Did you eat? How’s your mom?”

He chuckles and says, “I got a solid 4 hour nap, no I didn’t eat, my mom is stressed but is doing a lot better I’ll tell her you’re thinking about her.  Also do you want to pick up donuts?”

“Mm yes please, I’ll go in and get them.” I say excitedly.

“(Y/N) I got it keep your money.” He says while opening the door for me to get in.

“Ha, you’re funny you literally paid the last 3 times.” I exclaim.

“Fine, (Y/N) only because I have no energy to argue with you, but little missy I’m paying the next time, and next time, and next time.” He grins while closing the door.

“Thank you.” I mouth while he goes to the driver’s seat.


Soon enough he’s in the car holding my hand while the other one on the wheel, I happily hand feed him donuts with my free hand. We soon walk into school and are greeted by Archie, Veronica, Betty, and Jughead.

“Hey guys, and Suicide Squad.” He smirks looking at Jughead.

I elbow him and glared at Reg harshly.

“Sorry.” He says immediately, I smile.

“Hey (Y/N) and Reggie.” Veronica, Betty, and Archie say while Jughead rolls his eyes saying Reggie’s name.

“I still wonder how you two ever got together, you both are so different but yet are perfect for each other.” Jughead admits.

The rest of the gang gives little statements agreeing to Jughead.

As if on cue, the bell rings for first period. Reggie walks me down to my class like he always does, hand in hand firmly.

“I’ll see you at lunch yeah?” I say to him tip toeing to peck him on the cheek.

“Of course (Y/N) I wonder why you even ask.” He replies sleepily.

Class went by so slow, Cheryl was in most of my classes, which did made it somewhat bearable. We’d always laugh at stupid little jokes.


Soon enough it was time for our hour lunch, we had an hour because we could go to tutoring or something for part of the lunch and eat. Everybody ate lunch at the same time. I meet up Mantle and he’s talking to Moose and his gang about whatever it is they talk about and I steal him away from them.

We sneaked food into the library and picked our usual spot on the floor, since the library is packed for the hour lunch and there were usually no seats at the table he puts his bag down and plugs his charger to the outlet we were sitting next to.

“How was the exam?” I asked him while pulling out notes to study for a test that was next period.

“I totally fucking failed it (Y/N).” He shrugs.

“I need to help you study Mantle.” I whisper to him.

“I’d be 100% passing all my classes if you helped me study.” He chuckles while trying to open a bag of chips quietly, but failing of course. The librarian didn’t even care.

“But for now, (Y/N), I want to take a nap.” He says and shuffles to put his head in my lap, finishing up the bag of chips. I kissed him on the forehead once he got comfortable

I ran my fingers through his hair and studied at the same time while he slowly fell asleep on my lap at the library like he seemed to do more and more since Julia was born. He looked comfortable on my lap so that was what happened while I listened to music on my earphones and studied.

Wow I love this man.  

Drabble Request - Feels Like Losing

Ok this is so fun! Thank you for the request darling anon. I don’t even care that the song-lyric rule is out the window… I need this… Also I’m, like, not even editing these, so we’ll call it even.

Prompt: Angst drabble For Bucky and he and Y/N have/ had an argumentbefore a mission and it was more his fault and she gets hurt on the field and he’s just “I fucked up man” and you take the wheel lol

Warnings: aaaangst, descriptions of death, swearing

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You’ve had this argument so many times before that it feels like a part of you now. It should hurt more than this, but it doesn’t and this is your normal. It’s always over something stupid. He brushes you off when you try to slip under his arm in front of Sam or Steve, or you laugh when he gets angry. And then he shuts down completely. He just wouldn’t talk to you. And you scream and cry, begging him to care enough to let you in, but he never does.

Wanda squeezes your hand gently as you step off the jet, she doesn’t need to look inside your head to see that you need it, it’s all over your face. You steel yourself up for the mission and take off into the field, as Steve commanded. It would be good to get your mind off of the argument. Or half an argument.

Except you couldn’t. Bucky ran past you without a word and you were too busy trying to keep your heart in place to notice the man creeping up behind you until he had already slipped a strong arm around your throat. You gasped when you felt a sharp pain in your side between your ribs and it burned with a searing hot agony when the man twisted the long jagged knife before he ripped it out of your lungs, letting you fall to the ground gasping for breath, gripping the sticky warmth spreading over your body.

Before you can even look up Bucky’s scooped you up in his strong arms, completely panicked but determined, running back to the jet. Wanda is holding off any gunfire. He’s holding your body tight against his chest on the ground of the jet but you can hardly focus, your fingers are so cold, and your throat is dry and there’s blood everywhere. 

“What the fuck were you thinking, Y/N?!” He asks, but he isn’t angry. His voice is breaking. Is he crying? “You can’t…” He stops himself, wiping a piece of hair off of your forehead, but his hand is warm and sticky. Blood.

“I was just… I was worried about you. You’re so reckless when you’re mad.” You huff out closing your eyes. You’re just so tired now, you think you’ll just rest for a minute.

“Hey, Y/N. Baby, you have to stay awake. Y/N! Hey!” You force yourself to open your eyelids slowly. It’s hard, every limb feels like it weighs a thousand pounds.

“I’m sorry. God, I’m so sorry. I can’t believe I walked away from you. I fucked up. I should have been right next to you.” He’s stroking your hair.

“S'ok.” You breathe, but your whole body hurts and you’re just… so tired. You know he’s holding you close, and this is all you had wanted, to be close to him, but somehow he feels further away than he ever has.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He’s whispering over and over, clutching your hand to his lips. He’s been so stupid, pushing you away when all you ever did was try to be close to him, to care for him. But he knows it’s too late. Right now he’s losing it all.

A LIFETIME (WITH YOU) by charlesdk

Words: 30776
Rating: Teen +
Pairing: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Summary:

If you ask him, Derek will tell you he’s doing fine. He’s raising his five year old daughter, Erica, on his own, he has his family and a book series published that’s pretty popular and sold well. Under a pseudonym, sure, but it counts.

He’ll tell you he’s doing pretty alright – right up until Stiles Stilinski stumbles into his and Erica’s lives and never really leaves again.

Derek’s world gets shaken up, but things get better. Slowly, for all of them.

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Happiest of birthdays to my sweet baby monkey, the cutest bulbasaur, and my wonderful wife, @the-mess-sterek-left-behind!! I appreciate the hell out of you, and you mean more to me than you know. Thank you for being an incredible part of my life.

This is for all the sprees you’ve done, for all the stupid typos you’ve made that has made me laugh, for all your cute rambles, for your sappy moments, for every poem you’ve written me, for your comforting words, for always being there for me, for everything.

I love you, baby, to the other end of the galaxy and back. ♥

Let the Game Begin

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Dan/Reader Smutt - 5,751 Words


“Right, as many of you may know, Phil isn’t going to be here for a week, which means I’m left to maintain the gamingchannel all by myself.” Dan shrugs his shoulders and sighs. “But! Luckily, I have a very special guest with me today. Iiiiit’s,” Dan gestures to his side, signaling you to pop into frame, “Y/N! From Y/C/N! Yaaaaay!” Dan is cheering, his hands in the air.

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Boyfriend!Mark Tuan

| Jaebum | | Mark | | Youngjae | | yugyeom |

• this handsome fluffball is shy at first but on the later part of your relationship, he would say the most random thing to you 

• “I just farted" 

• “wtf mark" 

• “wanna smell?" 

• he prefers a movie date in his room than a luxurious date outside because he likes spending time with you alone 

 • he’s kinda shy around your friends but would still try to talk to them just for you 

 • ”(Y/N) will your friends like me? How about your brother?“ 

• "Mark, calm down they’re going to like you!" 

• he likes wrapping his arms around your shoulders and hold you tight until you feel like you’re gonna break all your bones 

• you’ll probably smell like him at the end of the day 

• he would snake his arms under your shirt and wrap it around your waist, his warmth sending butterflies to your stomach (gosh I need that kind of embrace from tuan) 

• he loves doing that so much…so freaking much that he almost always do that in public 

• "oohhhHHHH THEYRE DOING IT! Mark hyung is doing it with (Y/N)” Bambam probably 

 • “how dID YOU GET IN HERE BamBam?! And no we’re not doing anything!" 

• not a fan of PDA tbh 

• chicken laugh everytime you attempt to spit stupid jokes 

• he would sometimes roll on the floor as he laughs 

 • silent laughs when your jokes are too funny (even funnier than jackson’s, congratulations!) 

• you will always have Jackson third-wheeling on your dates 

• "mark why is Jackson here" 

• "he said he wanted to come along. Just ignore him, he won’t cause any problem" 

• "mark! Why tf is Jackson dancing onstage! He’s not even part of the show!" 

• you would probably be done with Jackson being always around and will sometimes think "I don’t know who mark is dating tbh" 

• his face will turn red everytime you say "I love you” “you look handsome” “God, Mark, why are u so perfect" 

• he would sometimes look away with a very huge smile on his face, it’s like his smile can cure cancer. ya feel me? 

• and you would find it very cute I mean WHO WOULDNT FIND HIM CUTE?! 

• he thinks you’re just making him blush but of course, you mean everything you’ve said 

• but sometimes, his shy ass would turn to a cocky little butt like he’ll sometimes respond with a wink or a suggestive wiggling of eyebrows, or would sometimes playfully roll his eyes 

• "God, (Y/N), stop stating the obvious" 

• pillow fights 

 • random cheek pinching 

• random nose kissing because he thinks it’s a cutest I need to breathe 

• cuddling while watching foreign movies 

• * in the bathroom* "uh mark, can you please hand me my clothes on the bed? I forgot to bring them here" 

• "of course, jaggiya!” *hands you his oversized sweatshirt* 

• “this is not my shirt" 

• "it is now" 

• you wouldn’t really know if mark’s being jealous because he would maintain a poker face but his acting skills would give away his true feelings like- 

• ”-and then Jaebum oppa almost fell like omfg it was so hilarious and- yah! Are u even listening?“ 

• *looks at you with a fake surprise* "oh, you were saying something?" 

• "yeah like what I said Jaebum oppa almost tripped and- yah! What’s with the face?" 

• "what? is something wrong? Go on, tell me more about what happened to JB oppa. It sounds so fun.” He said with a cheerful voice as he looked at you with a big frown. 

 • “are you jealous" 

• "nooOOOO” and would pout like a child and Jesus those lips tho and u end up biting his bottom lip ooppss 

 • and ends up in an intense make out sesh damn 

 • lots and lots of shirtless snaps 

• “you’re the best girl I’ve ever met in my whole life" 

• "I love you, (Y/N)" 

 OMG why am I torturing myself?!

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Please Don’t Worry Part Three (Hamilsquad x Reader)

A/N (This is my first fic, so any suggestions are welcome!)

Warnings- Some swearing, self harm, mentions death of a loved one

Words- 1,295

You must have fallen asleep because when you open your eyes, Alex is sitting next to you on the bed, quietly talking to the other three, who are scattered across your room.

“You know, I wish I had hugged her more,” you say, basically whispering. “I’ve always hated hugs but you think I could’ve put that aside for my mom. I miss when I was younger and telling her that I loved her when I left for school in the morning. We always told each other, no matter how frustrated we were with each other. Every single morning. And yeah, I’m glad that it was the last thing I said to her, but if I had just stayed downstairs for two more minutes that night we could have talked about our day and I could have told her that I loved her one more time, and I will never stop hating myself for that.”

You rolled over onto your side, immediately wishing that you hadn’t said anything. You never thought you would share that with anyone, let alone four people at once, no matter how close you are to them. You just don’t talk about your mom with people because it just weirds everyone out and you get pity, and you hate it so much. But now you’re getting it from the people you thought you could escape it from. You ruined the one safe place in your life.

“We just don’t understand why. Why you starve yourself. Why you harm yourself,” John said hesitantly, breaking the silence.

“Why? Because I’m the one still here. I am such an awful person who doesn’t even want to be alive most of the time, but I’m still here. She loved life so much and things were finally going her way and she’s the one who’s gone. I hate it. I hate myself for still being here. I don’t deserve to be here,” you yelled, “Tell me why I’m still here!”

Alexander took you into his arms and rocked you gently, trying to calm you down, but you keep trying to push him away so he slides back to the other side of the bed. You try to calm yourself down but all of this is so overwhelming. You never thought it would be this bad but then it was all at once and you feel so angry. Not at them. At yourself for being so stupid, for letting them find out.

“I don’t remember the last night I haven’t cried,” you laugh bitterly, “Most of the time I barely make it through the day. Before I never cried. But now I cry at everything. Not to mention the anxiety. My hands are constantly shaking and I always feel like I’m going to puke, which is part of why I haven’t been eating. How did you guys want me to tell you that? There isn’t any way that I know of. You shouldn’t have ever found out, but you don’t give me any space. So I missed a few phone calls. I could have been sleeping. But you rushed home. I’m assuming you threw out my blades?”

“Why on earth wouldn’t we?” Hercules asked, returning the hostility that had crept into your voice by the time you finished talking, “So you can hurt yourself more?”

“It’s the only thing that calms me down. It doesn’t even hurt anymore!”

“And that’s supposed to make us feel better? That cutting yourself up, what, feels good to you? That’s better somehow?”

You began sobbing again as he yelled at you. You don’t even know why. This is stuff you had imagined someone doing the entire time you had been doing this to yourself. This was just that broken record repeating one more time.

“I don’t know!” you repeated over and over, rocking back and forth.

“Herc, calm down. You’re freaking her out, man,” John chided as he slid across the room to sit next to you on the bed, forcing you closer to Alexander. This time when Alex put his arm around you, you let him, and you tried to calm yourself down.

“I just feel so empty all the time. When I started, I finally felt something and it didn’t matter that it was pain. Pain is so much better than nothing. And I’m so tired but usually I can’t sleep, and when I do I’m even more tired when I wake up. It doesn’t matter what I do, I always feel the same,” you sighed. “I’m so tired of feeling like this.”

You take a minute to look at each of your friends, trying to figure out what they are thinking about. Worry was the most prominent expression. Herc had calmed down but he still looked kind of pissed. Laf was fiddling with a curl that had slipped out of his ponytail, unable to look at you. John was holding your hand, his brow furrowed in concentration, unusually quiet. And Alexander. You could tell he had something to say that he didn’t want to share with everyone.

“Hey,” you said hoarsely, “Can you guys give Alexander and I a few minutes? Please?”

“Of course,” replied John, squeezing your hand before getting up to leave behind the other two.

When all three of them were out, you shifted so you were facing Alexander and lightly kissed his cheek. He sighed and pulled you back against his chest, kissing the top of your head.

“I want nothing more than to make all of your pain go away. I wish you had told me when it first started so I could have helped before it reached this point. It’s my fault- I should have checked in on you more, I should have seen this coming. Oh god, it’s all my fault,” he gasped. “(Y/N), I’m your boyfriend, I’m supposed to always be there for you and I’m not. How could I leave you alone? I’m never leaving your si-”

“Hey, you are not putting this on yourself,” you interrupt. “This is my fault and no one else’s, okay? I did this. I’m the one who shut all of you out and I’m the one who starved myself and I’m the one who hurt myself. I would love to be around you more, but not if you are going to be feeling guilty for yourself the whole time. I am so sorry that you had to see this, but it is not your fault, do you hear me?” you asked, tilting his chin up and forcing him to look you in the eyes. Alex scanned your face, searching for a response. It was rare that you were this forceful, and he seemed taken aback.

“I’m sorry. You look so tired. I hear you completely, but before we talk anymore, do you want to try taking a nap? I can take the guys out for a bit if you want.”

“No. Stay here. I don’t want to be alone anymore. They look tired too. Have them come back in and we can all nap together, like little kids. That’s what I want.”

Alex left and came back with the other three, who started grabbing their own chair or piece of floor.

“What do you think you’re doing? I have this huge ass bed and I’m not letting it go unused. Get up here,” you commanded.

After quite a few confused looks, all five of you were laying on your bed. With your head on Alex’s chest, a hand in one of Laf’s, John and Herc somehow sharing the end of your bed, you begin to relax. You still have so much to talk about, but it can wait. For now, you drift off to sleep, the most at peace you have been in months. 

Confessions

From this prompt list
‘I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in love with my best friend.’ with Stiles Stilinski
Word Count; 1.3k
Warnings; None
A/N; It’s my first time writing here, so I hope you like it! Feel free to send requests 

‘Just calm down’, Scott stated in a feeble attempt to ease his friend. 

‘Just calm down?’ Stiles shouted, ‘How the hell do I calm down about this?! It’s not right, she’s going to freak out! There’s no way in hell she’ll feel the same.’ He paced back and forth across Scott’s bedroom, chewing on his fingernails and mumbling to himself, while Scott sat at his desk, finally giving up on his overdue homework, which, was not going to get done with Stiles in such a panic. 

‘It’s not a big deal Stiles!’ Scott attempted to assure his best friend. ‘It was bound to happen. Y/n has been your friend since forever. You two have a connection, of course you guys would fall in love.’ 

‘No,’ Stiles grunted, flopping flimsily onto Scott’s bed, ‘of course I was going to fall in love with her. She’s not going to feel the same way, period.’ 

‘And how do you know that? She thinks you’re the greatest guy alive. When weird stuff starts to happen, you’re the one she calls. You’re like Superman and she’s Lois Lane.’

Stiles jerked up into a sitting position with a look of shock. ‘You know, Scott, Batman is way cooler.’ Scott looked at him with raised eyebrows. ‘Right, right, not important right now.’ He huffed, flopping his head back down onto the pillows. ‘I just can’t believe it. I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in love with my best friend.’ 

Scott huffed in frustration, spinning back around to face his computer. Stiles began muttering to himself again. She’s never going to feel the same way you idiot, y/n is perfect and you’re just a spaz. 

‘So are you going to tell her or not?’ Scott asked distractedly, not that Stiles seemed to notice. 

‘I can’t, she’ll just laugh at me. I can’t lose her, she’s my best friend.’ 

‘Right,’ Scott began, ‘well that’s too bad, because I may or may not have texted her to come over…’ Stiles shot up, glaring at his friend who had a sheepish grin smugly sitting on his face. 

‘I swear I’m going to kill you.’ Stiles barked, leaping up off the bed and towards the door. ‘I’m running before she…’

He was stopped by a knock at Scott’s bedroom door. Stiles turned to look at Scott, who was trying to conceal his grin. ‘I told her to come straight up.’ 

In a panic, Stiles ran to a new spot in the room in an attempt to act natural. You opened the door slowly, before popping your head in with a confused expression across your face. ‘So why am I here?’ You ask, turning to Stiles, who was standing awkwardly against the back wall. 

‘No reason,’ he babbled, ‘absolutely no reason at all right Scott? No reason at all.’ He lifted up his fist to his mouth, trying to stop himself from talking anymore.

‘Actually,’ Scott responded, picking up his school work and heading towards the door ‘Stiles really needs to talk to you. I’ll just head on down stairs so he can start.’ Scott winked at Stiles and smiled at you before leaving the room, shutting the door behind him. 

You two stood awkwardly for a few minutes, Stiles not bearing to look at you. You shift awkwardly, trying to gain some eye contact. ‘Stiles?’ You asked quietly. 

‘Hey.’ he replied, lifting his hand to the back of his neck and rubbing it. ‘Do you want to sit?’ Stiles stumbled over to Scott’s bed, gesturing for you to join him. You sat softly beside him, placing your hand gently on his back. 

‘Are you alright?’ His breath hitched in the back of his throat as he looked down into your eyes. You were worried, he could tell. He watched you closely, taking in every detail, fearing that he’d never get to be this close to you again. You smelt like strawberries, he noted, and your hair was shiny and soft, and your lips were pink and plump, and all he could think about was how he wanted to stroke your hair and kiss your lips and hold your. He found himself leaning in closer to your, breathing in deeply. 

‘I made a mistake.’ He whispered, flickering a glance to your lips, before moving back to your eyes. Those beautiful eyes that he could stare into forever. 

‘What do you mean Stiles? What happened?’ You was concerned, your eyebrows furrowed as you tried to read whatever it was he was thinking. 

‘I just..’ he stuttered, ‘just don’t hate me for what I’m about to tell you.’ 

‘I promise I won’t! Just tell me Stiles, you’re freaking me out.’ He sighed.

‘Sorry, I just… I’ve just never done this before.’ 

‘Done what?’ 

Just do it Stiles, he thought. 

‘Fallen in love, and please, just let me get this out before you freak and hit me or laugh or run screaming.’ he blurted out, eyeing off your look of astonishment, before you nodded slowly, still unsure of what was happening around you. 

‘Okay…’ he began, trying to find the words to explain himself. ‘I know its stupid, and I know I shouldn’t have done it, but every time I see you, I just… everything stops. It’s just you standing there, with your big smile and your stunning eyes, and everything else just goes away. My mind goes blank and all I can think about is how seeing you is the best part of my day, and how you always laugh at my jokes, and how when you’re scared at night you call me, and we talk for hours until you fall asleep mid conversation. I think about how when pack meeting run late and you’re tired, your eyelids start to flutter and you rest your head in my lap, and how in those moments I’ve never felt more comfortable or content. Because I always want to be with you, and listen to you, and support you, and protect you, and make you smile.’

Stiles looked up at you. Your eyes were watering as you stared intently at him, waiting for him to continue. 

‘I love you y/n. And you deserve to know the truth, that for the past three days i’ve been scared out of my mind. I don’t want to lose you, I can’t, but I have to ask. Is there any chance, any chance at all that you could feel the same?’ 

You were shocked, to say the least. Stiles had been your best friend for years, and not for a minute had you ever think he would fall in love with you. He watched your face as you though over everything he had said, terrified you would slap him or laugh at him. But you didn’t. You smiled softly, leaning closer to him. His breathing stopped when your forehead touched his own, and stared into your eyes. The both of you sat there for a few moments, before you pressed your lips to his, kissing him tenderly and carefully. Stiles was frozen in shock. 

She’s kissing me, he though, do something you idiot. 

So he kissed you back, moving his hands to cup your cheeks as his lips moved against yours in perfect sync. Your heart skipped a few beats as he kissed you, and he felt all the breath in his lungs disappear at the though that you were there, kissing him back. You pulled away slowly, resting your forehead against his again and smiled

‘Wow.’ he said breathlessly, refusing to open his eyes, out of fear that you would disappear if he did. You let out a small giggle of happiness, causing him to chuckle and caress your cheeks with his thumbs, still holding your face near his. ‘So, that’s a yes right?’ 

You laughed again, ‘Of course it is dumb-ass. Did you seriously think i’d run away?’ He opened his eyes to look up at you, with a look of complete adoration across his face. 

‘Maybe.’ He answered, pulling your lips back to his. 

You two were quickly interrupted by Scott, who pushed his door open. He looked you both up and down as you two stopped kissing, Stiles moving his hands down to yours as you both turned to Scott. 

‘Well,’ he said amused, ‘I’m betting it worked out then?’

‘I’m thinking so,’ Stiles agreed, ‘but you’re still an ass.’ 

i catch myself turning to tell you something, out of habit. but i can’t go to you anymore, you made that pretty clear. i want to. god, i want to. i want to be able to talk to you about things and tell you my good news like i used to. i want to laugh at your stupid jokes and walk next to you like i used to.
i want things to be the way they used to be, but the hardest part of that is knowing they never will.
—  things aren’t always as they should be // @thecollisionsofsouls on tumblr
Exo Reaction #12 - They pretend to break up with you as a prank, but you don’t fight it, thinking it’s real

Anon asked: reaction for BTS. EXO, BIG BANG and Monsta X about how they break up with you as a joke and you don’t fight it because you thought it was real and don’t want to force them to keep dating you?


Xiumin: I see him grabbing your hand and looking at you with one eyebrow raised. “You thought I was serious?” He’d smile and shake his head, “I promise I’m not and I won’t joke like that again, okay? I love you.” He’d brush it off unless you brought it up again.

Suho: “Nonononono!! I’m not serious! I’m never serious! It was a stupid joke!! I really need to stop the stupid jokes, I know I’m so sorry.” He would ramble for a while before you assured him that you accepted his apology. He’d then insist on taking you to lunch or shopping for “being the best s/o ever”

Yixing: He’d stare at you blankly as you begin to cry, watching as you get up to leave. He’d stand up with you and grab your arm, “where are you going? What did I do?” He’d be so confused when you told him you broke up with him, and he’d pause and think back to what he said, realizing what he said could have sounded like him breaking up with you when he never meant it that way. He’d hug you and apologize a thousand times, tearing up a bit.

Baekhyun: “Oh, shit! Y/n, no It was a joke! I’m not serious?? You thought I was serious??” He’d back peddle so hard-core. He’d realize after you got super pissed at him and started leaving that you took him seriously when he didn’t mean you to. “Shit, babe you know you should never take me seriously!! I would never break up with you that way!”

Chen: “Come on Y/n… I said I was sorry!” You’d still be fighting with him an hour later after he said “We should break up you know.” to you as a ‘joke’. You kept telling him if it were a joke, he wouldn’t have said it so seriously and he keeps telling you that he has a dry sense of humor ‘and you know it’. You guys might fight for a while on this one.

Chanyeol: Realizing he took things too far the moment the words left his lips, he immediately started rambling about how stupid he was for saying that, even as a joke, and you never got a chance to respond. He would be more self-aware then the others when it comes to realizing that he shouldn’t have said what he said. He’s a super silly person, but I think he’s really in tune with others feelings and though he screws with people, he knows when he takes it too far. He’d ramble about how much he loves you for so long that you’d probably have to kiss him or hit him to shut him up.

Kyungsoo: Like Yixing, he wouldn’t even realize what he’d said could have been taken as a break up. Since you knew he’d never joke like that, you took him seriously and started crying. “Jagi, why are you crying?? Did I say something…?” Then it dawned on him what he said and how it sounded and he broke down, hugging you and apologizing so fiercely that you knew that he hadn’t meant what he said as a break up. He’d place kisses all over your face and pamper you for the rest of the day, constantly telling you he loves you.

Kai: “I’m so stupid oh my gosh, please ignore me!! I never said that, I didn’t mean it seriously!!” You’d ask why he even said that then and he’d look at you with wide-eyed panic, and shrug, at a loss of words from his own stupidity. He’d probably be unsure how to fix what he said, so he’d ask you how he could prove that he loved you and would never do that.

Sehun: He would look at you with tears in your eyes and think ‘Well shit.’ You’d start to walk away and he’d sigh loudly and say “If you took that seriously then you don’t know me Y/n. You know that if I broke up with you, I’d never do it that way.” He’d smile at you and do whatever he could to make you laugh after that, hoping you forgot his stupid slip up.

Luhan: “I was…practicing for a part in a drama…?” That was the only thing he could think to say to cover up his horribly insensitive joke. You’d end up hitting him, telling him that he could have warned you if you were practicing lines and he’d apologize profusely. He’d swear to always warn you from then on, and would mentally note to never joke like that again.

Kris: He’d spazz out. He would NOT know what to do. You’d probably get halfway to your house and he’d still be stuttering in his apartment, pacing the floor, unable to speak in coherent sentences. He’d call you, urgently trying to get you to come back and when you answered the phone, he’d still be sputtering nonsense to try and explain himself. It would be a while before you finally understood what he meant by saying “Come I didn’t mean- apartment! Come back to mine!”

Tao: He’d be pissed that you took him seriously. “What, I haven’t proved my love to you over and over? You know you’re my world and I need you in my life. You should know how irreplaceable you are to me.” He’d end up crying with you after his speech and you’d finally realize he was as in love with you as you were with him. You’d hug and kiss it out, probably still crying (him at least) and you’d patch things up soon after.


A/N: I wanted to write too much for them so half way through I gave up trying to put gifs that matched what I wrote for them lol

anonymous asked:

your writing is amaze, am i able to request a super fluffy con imagine w/ 13 ☺️ thanks in advance! x

Awh thank you!! Sorry it’s taken like a year xx

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13 - “Tell me I’m pretty”

Connor Ball was one of your favourite people. Always able to make you laugh, barely ever fighting (if you did, it was always something small and stupid), talented, funny and hot as fuck.
For a big part of your life, you’d felt lost and confused, wondering why your life felt so vacant when it was meant to be the busiest point - moving out and walking on your own two feet. Your days just seemed to robotic, your routines too boring, your colour too dull.
That was until Connor tumbled, quite literally, into your life, making the sun shine that little bit brighter from the moment you laid eyes on him. It was like from the second you first saw him smile, all of your problems seemed to melt away.
“What?”
You didn’t realise you were staring until Connor snapped you out of your thoughts.

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“Just Because You Can” Part 1 of 7, Chapters 1-4

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The Pines triplets, Mabel, Dipper, and Jolene, have always been best friends. But lately, there’s been some distance growing between the Mystery Kids, due in part to the forbidden feelings with which they are each struggling. How will they manage to see eye to eye, when torn between wanting each other and craving adventure?

(This is a new AU that I’ve been calling Jolene AU, devised by myself and @handleonthescandal​ after one of us asked the question “What if Mabel and Dipper were triplets but with another sister?”. Although this AU is similar, it is not connected to Double Dippin’ AU, and Jolene is in no way connected to Tyrone.)

Shoutout to @sirwaddlesesquire for being the trustiest squire and an insightful, helpful, and supportive beta.

Mostly SFW, mostly angst with some action/adventure and a little bit of fluff, tw incest 

Fic under the cut, enjoy!

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At Home

((A/N: A Bucky fic! It’s one I’ve worked on for a while. It’s sort of my own visual sanctuary. I imagine holding conversations and this seems like a fun way to share it. Plus… Bucky fic. And I love Bucky.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language 

Word Count: 2k ))


It was a simple sort of quiet as you walked through. You’d lived in the city your whole life, but the close outskirts sometimes rivaled in their mystery. This was no exception. The Avengers had gone out once more on a mission and you had been tasked to stay behind. Your team trusted you enough to leave you in charge of making sure New York didn’t burn to the ground. Whenever they came back, however, things were always electric and you always felt like you were one spark shy of their shock.

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i live for moments. everyone is always so caught up trying to meet goals and move onto the next task but the best parts of anything are the quiet, undocumented moments in between the mad rush. like just looking at the sky from a train window or sunlight flooding your room whilst drinking your morning coffee or looking over at someone and sharing a smile. and just the general chaos and failures that no doubt come on the way to success. the cry laughing with friends when stupid things happen and the moments of silence that are fully welcome in your conversations. achievements are great and we need to keep moving forward but it’s so good to just pause life where you’re at and appreciate the moment you’re living in and the people and places and feelings that come with it.