i always use this song sigh

One day we might find our way back to each other. When you remember what it’s like to put yourself on the sidelines every now and then for someone who matters - that it’s not a sign of weakness to care. When I realise that there is so much more to life than running after people who don’t deserve me anyway. One day, when we’ve learned how much letting go hurts, especially if it’s someone you should have been holding on to. When we realise that the years of cutting away at our curves and edges were spent in vain, because no matter what we did, our flaws were always what made us who we are. One day, when we no longer feel the need to prove ourselves, maybe we will open our eyes in the morning and know we’re enough - that we’ve always been. 
When our hearts finally beat to the same rhythm, we’ll know it’s time. When you look at me and the world sighs in awe, and suddenly every love song and poem ever written is about you. Then I am hopeful that one day, we might just meet again and finally be right for each other.

one day / n.j.

au where lance is a famous youtuber and blogger and keith is a minor one but a big fan of lance (and also has a even bigger crush on him) and decides to send him this message – minus the i love you – but not anonymously ofc and then keith regrets his whole life bc of a simple misspell

lance mentions that on his next video and keith decides to answer by saying “he can be silly sometimes, no offense, but i’d never send him a hate message” (really keith stop trying to pretend you’re not a fan of his goofiness)

lance takes full offense on that and they start going back and forth on their bantering both on youtuber and tumblr with silly little interactions like lance reblogging a picture of an alien holding a knife angrily and tagging it as #keith (he may or may not have done his research on what are keith’s interest. for no reason at all, not interested, nope.) and and keith doing a live outside and “oops, sorry lance” when almost stepping on poop and etc

but people would begin to catch on how keith’s voice softens whenever lance is mentioned and how lance’s eyes softens whenever keith is mentioned

keith, being a fan and all, knows for a fact that he and lance live in the same city, so he gathers courage and asks lance out. not entirely, what he does is tell lance they should do a video together someday, so he says they should meet up to talk about it and maybe eat something, which of course lance answers is “talking? eating? are you asking me out on a date?”

keith doesn’t answer right away because well shit he is asking him out on a date, subtly, but surely and he doesn’t know what to answer. lance, seeing his message visualized but not answered thinks he went too far and immediately says that jk but yeah let’s meet up

and so they do, and on that day lance takes a picture of them – keith looking slightly amused and looking at lance with quirked eyebrows, lance looking to the camera, bright smile and leaning into keith – and posts on Instagram with a single hashtag, #klance

and their video together? gayer than ever; lance is telling one of his crazy childhood stories and keith is just staring at him with a lazy smile and soft eyes, not even realising it but, of course, everyone else realized it, so the fans made lots of edits and shitposts like “i want someone to look at me the way keith looks at lance” and while keith is mortified for being called out like that, lance is sitting at home, slight blush on his face, “oh”

and it’d be so soft, everyone who have eyes would notice the growing affection between them just from their videos and pictures together, how closer they’d get each video and how more comfortable keith would be with lance so close to him in every picture, and the fans would make metas and analysis of that. they’d read everything, of course, but never together. they’d read it in their homes and never mention it to the other, too embarassed (but that wouldn’t stop them from reading a klance fanfic together, one that keith had to close because nope, no, absolutely not, i can’t do this anymore lance, blushing furiously and angrily

lance doesn’t have a moment when he realizes he likes keith, like it came out of nowhere, he knows they’ve passed the friend line long ago, it just happens naturally; they’re sitting on keith’s couch after a session of recording two videos, (one for lance’s channel, other for keith’s) and lance looks at him, his eyes are closed, he’s blissing out. lance sighs with a smile, “i really like you, y'know”, keith opens one of his eyes to look at lance, a knowing smile on his face, “yeah, me too” as they entrelace their fingers and keith cuddles up to lance, sighing happily. “now i know what that girl from starstruck: my boyfriend is a superstar feels” keith says, making lance almost die laughing

after some time together, they’d decide to move in together and make a channel together and being absolutely most diabetic and amazing couple ever, making videos singing love songs while drunk such as always by bon jovi or all about us by he is we – dancing too – and keith everyday thanks for misspelling that ask on tumblr

“And that’s why I love you.”

warnings: maybe a bit of mature language but not much & fluff🤷🏽‍♀️

where you and Harry are in the car, but you are enjoying the ride a bit more then he is…

“Babeeeee, can we please just turn off so I can go for a wee. I am actually going to burst.” Harry closed his eyes tightly as he was slightly jumping up and down in his seat, apparently his way of stoping his urine from escaping.

“Can’t you just hang your little willy out the window?” You asked, slightly giggling as you changed gear, a look of shock painted across Harry’s face.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Little? Did you just say my ‘little’ willy? Who even uses the word willy?” He asks, raising his head up and towards your direction, crossing his legs on the car seat.

“Fine. If I pull over will you stop your whingeing?”

“Yes, my beautiful angel.” His cheekiness causing your eyes to immediately roll in defeat as you turned the wheel and indicating, towards a lay-by. Harry was the last person you wanted to have during a long car journey, constantly moaning about the uncomfortableness of the car and the temperature, the aux lead was always connected to his phone and both of your music tastes was something you disagreed on and when you needed his company and help to stay awake, 90% of the time he was asleep.

As Harry was occupied with whatever he needed to be occupied with in the bushes meters away from the car, you slowly grasped the aux cord and loosening it from his phone and attaching it to your own. The first few beats played of one of your favourite songs as Harry looked up at you while climbing back into the car, eyebrows furrowed and head slightly tilted. You raised you hand to the beat, creating the sudden realisation for Harry as his small smile fell and head beginning to shake.

“Seriously! Please don’t start, I swe-“

“My mamaaa called, said you on tv son”

His head fell in his hands, obviously embarrassed as you began to take off down the road you were travelling on beforehand.

“Said shit don’t change, ever since we was on.”

“Why this song? Out of all the songs you love? Why this one?”


You immediately let go of the wheel, shaking your head to the beat and using your hands to create a slight dance. Harry immediately grabbed the wheel, fearing for a crash in which he believed was inevitable.

“Now they always say congratulations.”

“This is why we play my music in the car, not yours.” He smiled, secretly loving the way you reacted to the music.

The song closed to an end as you calmed down, your heart rate returning to what it should be.

“Just one more, please?” Your eyes pleading into his as you slowed down to a traffic light. He sighed and smirked at you. “Okay. Just one more.”

The very recognisable chords began as Harry smiled his beautiful, narcissistic smile at you as you took his hand into yours and looked directly into his eyes.

“Sweet Creature. Had another talk about where it’s going wrong, and we’re still young.”

Harry watched you in awe as you sang to him something that was a huge part of he is, his emotions and feelings being poured back out to him by the person he loves most in life. Not long after the chorus finished you are both belting out the words you both knew too well. The song closed as Harry placed a small kiss on your hand.

“And that is why I love you.”

Ties - Archie Andrews Smut

REQUESTED: No, but I wanted to write this one because we all need more Archie in our lives.

WARNINGS: Fingering (just this part…I may do a pt 2 if it’s requested)

SUMMARY: Things get kind of heated between you and Archie after a classroom debate. Luckily, the boys’ locker room is free…

NOTES: A lot has happened, and I’ve been slightly frustrated, so we have this gem.

Based off the song “Ties” by Years & Years!

Originally posted by archic-andrews

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last kiss- h.s song imagine

I still remember the look on your face

Lit through the darkness at 1:58

The words that you whispered

For just us to know

You told me you loved me

You let out a huff as you tried getting comfortable on the bed. You hated taking a nap in the middle of the day because it always messed up your sleeping schedule. Now here you are at almost 2pm wide awake. Harry let out a sigh and turned on his side of the bed and looked at you with tired eyes, “What’s wrong?”

You looked at him a guilty smile, feeling bad for waking him up, “Can’t sleep.”

Harry yawned and scooted closer to you, “Alright. I’ll just stay up with you till you do.” You shook your head no, “It’s alright. Go ahead and go back to sleep.”

Harry chuckled, “I can’t anyways with you tossing and turning.” You gave him a sheepish smile before he continued, “Plus I love you. Can’t have you up the entire night.”

You let out a slight gasp, “What?” Harry smiled and repeated, “Said I can’t have you up all night.” You quickly shook your head, “No. What did you say before that?”

Harry smirked, “I wont be able to sleep with you tossing and turning?” You reached over and hit him lightly, “After that!”

Harry chuckled and grabbed your hand and placed a kiss on it, “Said I love you.”

Your stomach started doing backflips, you smiled and whispered, “I love you too.”

I ran off the plane

That July 9th

The beat of your heart

It jumps through your shirt

You got off the plane and quickly scanned the room to see if he was here yet. You just got back from your hometown after visiting your mom for her birthday. Harry couldn’t make the trip but sent the biggest bouquet of flowers to your mother. Your mom was so surprised and pleased that he would think to do something like that. You remember the conversation you had with your parents as they were saying goodbye.

“Make sure you thank Harry once again for the beautiful flowers,” your mom said as she gave you a hug. You chuckled and hugged your mother back, “I think he gets it, mom. You sent him enough thank you texts. When your mom pulled away, your father quickly gave you a hug as well, “He’s a good man, that Harry kid.”  You blushed slightly and pushed a piece of hair out of your eyes. Having your parents approval of the guy you were dating meant a lot to you. “He is.”

Your eyes finally landed on the guy that managed to steal your heart away. He was wearing the biggest smile on his face. In his hand he held a sign that said your name on it and a little “x” next to it. Quickly you ran to him, throwing out a few sorry’s to the people you pushed, and jumped on Harry. He caught you quickly and wrapped his arms around you, he let out a chuckle, “I missed you, love.” He let you down but you were quick to give him another hug, “I missed you too, H.”

I do remember the swing of your step

The life of the party, you’re showing off again

And I roll my eyes and then

You pull me in

I’m not much for dancing

But for you I did

Harry’s family were having a family reunion for the weekend and of course Harry invited you. Anne already adored you and he just had to show everyone the girl that managed to steal his heart. You sat at one of the lawn chairs in the backyard and stared at Harry dancing with his little cousins. Your heart swelled at the thought of one day having children with Harry. A piece of cake was then placed in front of you, interrupting your thoughts. You looked over and saw Gemma sitting down next to you with a smile. You smiled back and let out a thank you. You returned your gaze back at Harry who was twirling one of the little girls. Gemma followed your gaze and smiled. “I like you and Harry together.”

You looked at Gemma, your cheeks turning a slight pink. Gemma continued, “He almost never brings a girl home for us to meet. You’re special to him.” You looked down at your lap and smiled a small smile, “He means the world to me.”

Harry quickly ran up to the both of you, slightly panting, “Y/N! Let’s dance!” He tried grabbing your hands but you were quick to pull away. “No Harry! Your entire family is here! How embarrassing!”

Harry chuckled and looked around, “No one’s watching! Come on, love!” You looked at Gemma who was staring at the both of you with an amused expression on her face. She mouthed, “Go!” You looked back at Harry who was staring down at you with a playful smirk on his face. You rolled your eyes slightly but playfully. You stood up and allowed him to lead you to the middle of the dance floor. A slow song was playing on the speakers set up outside. Harry wrapped his arms around your waist while you did the same to his neck. He let out a content smile. You looked at him curiously, “What?” Harry placed a kiss on your cheek, “Just happy you’re here.”

I love how you walk with your hands in your pockets

You kissed me when I was in the middle of saying something

You sat on yours and Harry’s bed, books scattered around you. You were tapping your pencil nervously on your chin as you looked at the math equation in front of you. You had your final exam tomorrow so you were studying all day but this one particular equation was confusing the hell out of you. Harry entered the room quietly with a glass of wine. He knew not to bother you while you were studying but also knew how stressed you get when doing your maths. He handed you the glass while you thanked him quietly. He sat down next to you and placed a hand on your waist, “How’s it going love?”

You sighed and placed the glass on the bedside table. You put your head on your hands and let out, “I don’t know how I would use this formula and it’s my last exam for the entire semester so I need to get a really good grade or I won’t pass then I’ll have to take the class aga-” You were then interrupted to Harry turning your head to face his and giving you a soft kiss. You closed your eyes and kissed him back. Harry pulled away from the kiss and rested his forehead against yours, “Better?”

You nodded your head and pecked his lips once more, “Better.”

I don’t know how to be something you miss

Never though we’d have a last kiss

Never imagined we’d end up like this

A suitcase filled with your clothes and belongings were sat at the front door. You were sitting on the couch in what used to be your’s and Harry’s apartment. You had your arms wrapped around yourself, as if your mind was telling you to hide your body away from anymore harm. Harry was sitting next to you, his eyes red and puffy. Tears were pouring out of your eyes. You managed to choke back, “Why?”

Harry sniffed and closed his eyes. He didn’t know why. He didn’t know how this happened but it did. The unthinkable happened. Harry fell out of love with you.

He remembers when he told you how much you cried. He remembers the sobs coming out of your trembling body.

“Did you find someone else? Is that why?” You managed to get out of your sobs. Harry was crying himself. Seeing you like this was breaking him inside. He still cared about y you deeply. He just didn’t love you like you loved him and he knew it was selfish to continue the relationship. He wanted you to find someone who could love you as much as he did. He thought he was doing the right thing by breaking up with you but seeing how broken you were made him question everything. He hated himself for not being able to love you properly. Harry shook his head no. “There’s no one else.”

You let out another sob. Harry wrapped his arms around you. You buried your face into his chest, you cried out, “I love you Harry. Please.”

He wanted you to keep the apartment but you quickly declined his offer. You couldn’t bare to stay in a place filled with memories of you two together. You would go mental. You looked at Harry to see him already staring at you with tears in his eyes and a guilty heart. You bit your lip softly before you leaned in and gave Harry a kiss. You knew you would never be able to kiss him again. Harry knew this too while he kissed you back. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer. The kiss was intense. It was a goodbye. You poured every emotion you could into the kiss. You kissed him as if you were trying to tell him to change his mind, to give you guys another chance. Harry kissed you as if he was saying he’ll always love you but he doesn’t love you like he should. The both of you pulled away, panting slightly. Harry kissed your forehead one last time. “I’m so sorry, Y/N.”

i hope you guys enjoyed this one! and don’t forget to keep on sending your requests on what you would like me to write next! im working on the requests already sent, dont fret :)

anonymous asked:

From my tumblr bubble, I thought Harry was killing it with critics & sales. But when I checked for myself, it does not seem exactly superstar level? I mean the level that would justify his marketing budget & hyperbolic launch. If you look at Metacritic, his album is well outside the top 100 best reviewed albums in the last 90 days. If you look at album sales, he's dropped 80%. Both of those things are fine, but I was just shocked at the difference between SM & hype vs actual numbers.



Thank you for the question.

My answer is going to break the question down into several parts, and will include some conjecture on my part.

First, by any metric, Harry’s album has done very well. To debut as a solo artist in the #1 album position (in the U.S., with immense competition), and with a #1 single, is a PR victory in and of itself. I don’t mean “PR victory” as in the album was not deserving, just that there is so much great music out there, that one has to have a huge PR push to be noticed. And Harry did. Was the PR overhyped? Was it worth the outcome in sales and critical reception?

Columbia/Sony is counting on Harry as a sure thing. Harry’s PR has been well-strategize and meticulous; he has played the U.K. and American shows with the largest audience numbers, and the timing couldn’t have been better. It’s the envy of any artist to have his management devote 90% of their time to him, especially when they are arguably one of the most powerful in the music business. It’s not a matter of overhype– there’s no such thing for an artist that has a huge fanbase and who wants to launch as a solo artist into the ranks of A-list musicians.

Now, the longevity of the album’s sales, and the ultimate numbers, will have to wait a few months. Selling over 200,000 units over the first week in the U.S. is a very respectable start. I fully expect the album to go platinum.

As for the drop in sales after the initial push, I think it’s not unexpected, with promo ending, the large number and quality of new artists releasing music, and the fact that Harry’s music is very different from the trend at the moment. The only single released so far is SOTT. It isn’t the most radio-friendly, although it has been included in multiple media playlists as a “song of summer.” I think Harry will release another single within the month, either Carolina or Kiwi, which are much more in tune with summer hits. Singles and music videos help drive sales.

I also think the SOTT music video was a misstep. Despite the flight gimmickry, it was bland and incoherent, and didn’t draw many more listeners to the song. At two weeks after release, it has 31 million views, compared to Kendrick Lamar’s DNA, released a month ago, with 85 million views.

As for critical acclaim… sigh… if I had a nickel for every time I read, “despite his boyband beginnings.”

I see several reasons for Harry’s album to have mixed critical reception, and some of these are contradictory, so I’ll just list them.

1. The album’s sound was unexpected. Critics have always used the words “generic” and “bland” to describe One Direction’s sound– pop aimed at unsophisticated ears. I feel like this is the genre that Harry was expected to fall into– pop but a bit slicker, shinier, sexier and more adult (like Justin Timberlake). The range and confessional quality of the songs on the album were unexpected; critics could not use the history of One Direction (not that they bothered) to evaluate the songs… but still tried. It will take a while to think of Harry other than as the frontman for One Direction, and even his virtues– the beauty of his voice, for instance– will be viewed negatively, as something “cultivated on a reality television competition.” Unclench your anal sphincters already, critics. His voice is unlike any other, and a bad voice/ edgy sound isn’t the sign of creative originality. Get over yourselves.

2. His audiences is still predominantly female. The fact that Harry would not repudiate his audience, when presented with a chance to, immediately lowered his cool quotient.

3. The albums with higher critical ratings tend to be from independent artists with fewer reviews. These are the top ten best rated albums on Metacritic right now (the number in parenthesis is the number of professional critical reviews):

Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band– remix
Damn - Kendrick Lamar (37)
Lovely Creature, the Best of Nick Cave (12)
Kicking Child - Dion (5)
A Crow Looked at Me - Mount Eerie (18)
Black Origami - Jlin (10)
Singles, Original Motion Picture Soundtrack (7)
Eternity, In Your Arms - Creeper (8)
A Hair of Purpose - Pile (4)
The Order of Time - Valerie June (10)

Compare these with Harry’s album, with 23 critical reviews. The fact is, indie artists, reviewed by fewer professional reviewers, have a biased critical audience. The reviewers are ones who actively seek out indie music to review, & are already favorably disposed to this type of music. Statistics is not a science but an art. It can be bent multiple ways.

I don’t expect the whole world to love Harry, of course. His PR is imperfect. His lyrics can be more poetic and specific, his tropes about sex and women feel derivative (watch better movies, Harry). But compared to other artists, Harry is still young, and hasn’t really lived in the real world, either. Better songs will come.

Celebrity Crush - Part Two

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Note: I know it’s late, but enjoy anyway. :)

Word Count: 1969

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warning: None. Language probably.

“Y/N, think about it. This is great for publicity! Two talented, attractive artists admit that they’re attracted to each other? This is perfect. You’re new album is almost finished and you’re on the Hamilton Mixtape; could you imagine getting even more traction if you were to collab on a song with him?”

You were eating lunch outside a cafe in the sunny California weather with your manager and she was trying to convince you to do a song with Daveed to make yourself gain popularity..

“I don’t care about publicity, Diane.” You told her. “I’m fine where I’m at now.”

“But think about how much that song itself will sell!” She continued. “This could raise–”

“Look, I want to do a song with Daveed, don’t get me wrong, but I think your approach on it is for all the wrong reasons.” You said, looking over at her. “I don’t agree with using it solely for publicity. I really like him, Diane. He’s sweet and a nice guy, so if I do a song with him, it’s going to be because I want to write with him, not because my manager is making me do it for publicity.”

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The fog was so thick we could hardly see a foot in front of us. I had never seen fog before that. We could hear other cars whizzing past but could hardly see them. The experience was terrifying but we kept driving. Our eyes were fixed on the lanes. The CD player was playing a song: “Even though I walk through the valley of shadow of death I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.” Psalm 23:4
That’s all we wanted to hear. Our hearts were steadfast. We would have driven for an hour or so and then the fog ended suddenly there was warm sunshine on the other side, we heaved a sigh of relief and praised God. How often life is like that! We cannot see where God is leading us. But we know He’s with us. it’s not going to be always stormy or foggy. The sun will come. Keep going, don’t give up!

She's No Angel ✘ Sebastian Smythe Imagine ✘

✘ A/N: as a said, more plans with Sebastian♡ I just love him ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. I have to admit, I had this chapter done some weeks ago. Maybe a month… WELL. AND IT’S GONNA BE A SERIES IF YA LIKE IT.

Hope ya like it! (part of the part 2 is done, awe) And, of course, thanks @lyss-91 for beta ♡

✘ TV Show: Glee.
✘ Summary: Sebastian has a plan to win from New Directions, but he needs his girlfriend’s help for this. ✘ Ship: reader x Sebastian Smythe
✘ Words count: more than 900, if I’m right.

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“Hey you.” You greeted Sebastian with a quick kiss on the lips, the boy gave you his special smile that was reserved just for you: the real smile, without sarcasm or malice. He gave you your coffee next, and you smiled in appreciation. “Thank you, Seb.” He kissed the side of your head as you started walking towards the Lima Bean.

Sebastian was in silent the whole way, not even a sarcastic remark or comment - of course he was not a complete Jerk in your direction, quite the opposite, but Sebastian was still Sebastian. But that was ok, you could use a sharp tongue if needed as well - or some question about your day or anything he’d usually say. You were surprised by this, but just kept quiet, waiting until you two arrived at Lima Bean, his favorite cafeteria, yet concern and curiosity was almost pushing the words out your mouth.

You grimaced as you both finally sat down. Sebastian was still quiet, thoughtful. You held your boyfriend’s hand and stroked it with your thumb, making him look at you as you gave a small smile, which Sebastian returned.

“Has something happened today? You'retoo quiet. ” You said, looking into his eyes. Sebastian sighed as he looked at you, leaning back in his chair. “ It’s rare for you to be quiet, too much then… ”

“I’m just thinking about regionals.” Sebastian said. “They’re better than I thought, (Y/N). I saw their performance. ”

“Babe, you guys are great, too. I’m sure you’re going to win.” You lied. Sebastian called you to go watch the New Directions’s performance with the Warblers, but unfortunately you had a science project with your friend for the next morning and you couldn’t go. Luckily one of the Warblers recorded the performance with his cellphone and Sebastian showed you this morning. Yeah, they were good. The fact that they had girls and boys helped a lot in certain songs, and they sang with a big emotion. Rachel, one of the singers, mostly stood out in her voice. And Blaine’s voice, which was a former Warbler, made a great male vocal. Not to mention the positive points of the other members individually and in group. Like Mercedes with her ability to reach high notes and the unique duets of Rachel and Finn.

This did not mean the Warblers were bad. They were truly great, in fact. The Warblers had plenty of talent, stage presence, good voices, the best dances and charisma. But the New Directions were good as hell too. You really were not sure if Seb and his teammates would win.

Sebastian raised his eyebrows at you, knowing you too well for your lie trick on him. “Oh, really? Just like Rachel’s nose will finally leave her face and take over like the little monster that we all know she is.” He said sarcastcally, you sighed and leaned back in your chair, continuing to speak.

“Okay, I’m not sure if you’re going to win, but I believe you.” That was true, and a quick warm smile appeared on his face. But you knew Sebastian. If he felt threatened, he would do something against it. “But, if I really know you, and I do, of course you have a plan.” He smirked at you. “And it’s not cool to talk about people’s noses. Did you forget that mine is too small? My sister calls me Voldemort. And I didn’t even watch Harry Potter!” You pouted and Sebastian rolled his eyes, both of you knew you loved your nose.

“Plus, your nose is gorgerous, just like the rest of you.” He spoke naturally, smiling at the blush on your cheeks. “We’re going to win the regionals.” A wicked grin gripped his lips, and deep in your head you thought how sexy it was. “But I need your help for this.” He coughed. “And about Harry Potter…”



You sighed and took your last sip of coffee, taking a deep breath as you looked at Sebastian. “I’m not going to join to New Directions to find out their plans, Sebastian! I’m not a type of Judas.” You grimaced.

Your boyfriend’s plan was the way simple; You would join the Glee club and give their regional songs to him, as the Warblers always perform first, Sebastian and his team would use the New Directions’s songs. So they would have to choose other songs or they would have “plagiarized"the Warblers songs. Their performance, obviously, would not be great with songs picked like 5 minutes before the show. So, guaranteed victory for the Warblers.

“It’s not like Judas, (Y/N). You’re going to be helping your amazing boyfriend, the boy you love, the fantastic singer, me.” You could almost see Sebastian pouting for you, the doggie eyes he made when he wanted something, usually accompanied by a ‘fake’ sweet smile. “Come on, mon bébé  .You know how important this is to me and the Warblers.” Fuck it, you loved when he talked something like this in french.

You sighed again, you loved Sebastian and liked so many of the Warblers. You did not really like it when Sebastian was mean to others, but those occurrences have subsided -The Warbbles even said he was cooler and nicer, in Sebastian’s likelihood of being- since you two had started dating, actually since you two started hanging out. But, for sure, you accepted that he had this evil side, they all had. (And, deep down, you kind thought he look like a sexy badass. Deep down ). Normally this was only a barrier to him, as if he were on alert all the time, like when they said something about their parents or some event from their past that made him uncomfortable. Other times it was just for fun and teasing, especially when it was about other Glee clubs.

“You know that’s wrong.” You looked at him, his expression still the same. You knew Sebastian would not force you to do something you did not really want or could not do, you did. Just like you knew how important that was to him and the Warblers. After all, how many rehearsals of them had you go to? You were aware on how much that this was important and how much they were working hard for it. “Okay, Smythe.” He smiled brightly and stood up from the chair, giving you a deep kiss that was contributed to by you with the same intensity. When the air made you separate, Sebastian’s hands were still on your cheeks and he smiled looking into your eyes.

“I love you.” Sebastian said, and you was sure he was not speaking that just because of your acceptance of the plan. He had already said that before, and maybe all the times it’d make you heart beat faster and your lips get a involuntary smile, just being so cliché and feeling so good.

“Oh, better you do, Seb. I’m risking my ass here.” You teased him, making him roll his eyes, but his expression and position indicated another feeling.

‘’Well, at least you have a nice ass.“ Sebastian smirked and blinked at you, giving you a suggestive look. You laughed lightly and stared at him, finally answering his earlier statement:

“I love you too.” Damn it he was a jerk sometimes, but he was your Jerk.

Yesterday (All My Troubles Seemed So Far Away) // A Phan One-Shot

For the Phandom Big Bang 2017

Genre: fluff, angst, band member!dan, botanist!phil

Words: 36.0k

Relationship status: strangers to friends to lovers

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, family problems

Summary: Daniel Howell, lead guitarist for the band The Tomorrows, is tired of his life in the spotlight and all the struggles that come with it. So, one night, he abruptly leaves his band in the middle of their tour and finds himself in a small town near Manchester, where he meets a group of people who seem to have no idea that Dan is a famous musician. Dan decides to use this to his advantage to pretend as though his fame doesn’t exist so he can be like a normal person. Will he be successful, or will his lying ways cause even more trouble to stir?

A/N: Oh my God, here it is: my PBB 2017 fic! This was my first PBB experience, so I’m very excited to share it with all of you, as I have worked extremely hard on it, and I hope all of you like it!

I would like to thank @killingmeitsso2yearsago for being an awesome beta, and thank you so much to @missritch for her awesome art! You guys are both so great, and thank you so much for helping me bring this story to life! And, of course, thank you to Mel and Natalia for being awesome squad mods and helps :D And thanks to everyone else who helped out with the PBB; this was an amazing experience, and I’m really glad I decided to do it! 

So, I won’t keep you guys waiting any longer; here it is, my baby, “Yesterday” :D

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He Was My Peter Pan

Dad!Dean x Daughter!Reader

Summary: You’re Dean’s daughter. You’re talent show is coming up and you really hope your Father and Uncle show up to hear you dedicate your songs to a certain someone.

Warnings: Castiel is dead… Mentions of his death. Sad Dean.

Author’s Note: I wrote this before I found out about the ending of Season 12… So yeah… Hope you enjoy! Also, I imagined the reader in high school, but honestly she could be however old.

Originally posted by canonspngifs

“You’re coming, right?” she waits for an answer.

“Of course Baby, we’ll be there, don’t you worry…” she can tell by the nervousness in his voice that he’s forgotten about it. 

“It’s at seven, in case you forgot…” she tries to clue him in on the fact that she knows.

“I, I knew that. Thanks Bug, we’ll be there in a bit- can’t wait to hear you sing!” she bids her goodbyes and flips her phone closed. She sighs, knowing that the one person she wants to be in the crowd won’t be. But she’ll just imagine he’s there anyways, just cheering her on like she knew he would be if he could.

“Up next we have Y/N Winchester, singing two songs, first up is ‘Lost Boy’, welcome Y/N!” the MC gives me a smirk as I walk up to the mic, I knew that I was forced to do this when I signed up for Theatre, but I never thought the actual day would come.

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You’ll Be In My Heart

A/N: Sooo this is based on my post last night about listening to “You’ll Be In My Heart” from Tarzan and imagining Patton singing it to Tiny Virgil when he can’t sleep. It’s…well it’s pretty much just that. Also this is my first go at writing any kind of Tiny Side fic, so if I messed it up a bit, don’t be afraid to correct me! (honestly that’s true for literally anything, I like to learn) I didn’t put the whole song because i feel like that just crowds the fanfiction. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! 

Warnings: None :) 

Pairing: Familial Moxiety 

Word Count: 849

Song: “You’ll Be In My Heart” by Phil Collins (I mostly based it on the version that’s sung at the beginning of the movie right after Tarzan was found) 

Patton was sitting on the couch in the common space, watching Tarzan late at night. Everyone else had gone to bed long ago, but Patton hadn’t been able to sleep. No reason in particular, really, he just wasn’t sleepy. He figured making himself a warm drink and watching a loved and familiar Disney movie would help him.

It nearly did, too. He could feel himself start to drift off, right when he heard the crying.

Bolting up, Patton looked around, pausing the movie. For a moment, everything was silent. Then he heard it again, a clear wailing from a small child. He got to his feet immediately and walked down the hall to Virgil’s room. Sure enough, when he cracked the door open and peaked in, the younger side was curled under his blanket, sobbing.

“Virge?” Patton calls softly. He walks into the room, slowly making his way to the bed in case Virgil didn’t want any company. But the other side just kept sobbing, not showing any reaction to Patton’s appearance. Patton sat on the edge of the bed, near the small lump. “Hey Virge, kiddo, can you come out from under the blanket for me?”

There was a pause, and then some shifting. A moment later Virgil’s small head popped up from under the blanket. He took one look at Patton and started bawling again, throwing himself into Patton’s arms. “Dada!” he exclaims, burrowing his head in Patton’s chest. Patton wrapped his arms around the tiny side, swallowing past the lump in his throat at the sobs that came out of Virgil. He hated it when anyone cried, let alone the small child in his lap.

“Shhh, it’s okay. I’m here,” he whispers, rocking Virgil back and forth.

“I had a scawy nightmare,” Virgil sniffed, arms tightening around Patton’s neck. “I dwemt that you left me.”

“Oh honey,” Patton says, rubbing soothing circles on Virgil’s back. “I would never leave you.”

Virgil sniffed. “Pwomise?’

“Promise,” Patton says. He pulls away from the hug just enough to look down at the child. “Do you want some warm milk before going back to bed?”

Sniffling, Virgil nodded and wrapped his arms back around Patton’s neck. Patton picked him up and carried him into the kitchen, holding him the entire time that he was warming up the milk. He added a bit of honey to make it even sweeter, just how Virgil liked it.

The two of them sat in the living room, Patton’s movie forgotten. He held Virgil as the younger side drank his milk, still crying and sniffling a little. Patton ran his hands through Virgil’s hair as a way to try to get him to go to sleep. Even when the milk was finished, though, there were still tears running down Virgil’s face.

“Hey,” Patton says, turning Virgil in his lap so Patton could look down at him, “why are you still crying?”

“I’m afwaid,” Virgil admits, looking down like he was embarrassed. “I’m afwaid of dweaming again.”

Patton held Virgil close, rocking him again, trying to think of a good way to make Virgil not afraid anymore. He stared at the paused screen of Tarzan and an idea struck him. “How about a song?”

Virgil looks up at him. “Song?”

Patton chuckles. “Roman’s not the only one around here who can carry a tune you know.”

Virgil looks up at him with wide, curious eyes, and that was all the confirmation that Patton needed. He cleared his throat and started singing.

Come stop your crying, it’ll be alright

Just take my hand, hold it tight.

I will protect you from all around you, I will be here don’t you cry.”

Patton brushed away Virgil’s tears, wrapping him in a hug.  

For one so small, you seem so strong.

My arms will hold you keep you safe and warm.

This bond between us can’t be broken.

I will be here don’t you cry.”

Virgil snuggled against Patton, sighing contently. Patton smiled and pushed back the small trait’s hair. He rocked them gently to the song, hoping that Virgil took every word as the truth.

Cause you’ll be in my heart

Yes, you’ll be in my heart.

From this day on, now and forever more.

You’ll be in my heart.

No matter what they say.

You’ll be here in my heart, always.”

Patton leaned down to kiss the top of Virgil’s head. The younger one’s eyes were already starting to droop, his head lolling against Patton’s chest. Smiling softly, Patton stood and slowly started walking back to Virgil’s room. He sang the rest of the song as he put Virgil back into bed and tucked the covers around him.

Virgil snuggled down into the covers and reached out for Patton’s hand. He didn’t want his dad to go just yet. He wanted to hear the rest of the song.

Smiling, Patton rubbed circles on the back of Virgil’s hand, still singing softly. As Virgil was drifting off to sleep, Patton finished out the song.

“You’ll be in my heart,” he whispers into Virgil’s ear before kissing his forehead. “Always.”

Bad Girl Ch 24: Are You Sure You Want To Know?

I’m back! Did you miss me? Maybe not after this chapter!

Yixing’s POV

A few of us are sitting in the living room, scattered on the couches and floors waiting for Suho and Jooyoung to return from their date. The youngest three are whining about when will it be their turn and other stupid things. Jongdae is on my left typing mindlessly on his phone, doing some tech thing that I can almost guarantee is not legal, not that I really have room to judge. I should be doing some thing work related but I can’t get myself to leave knowing Joo could be home any moment. I much prefer her small frame in my arms compared to cutting up barely alive people for their precious organs in a cold, half assed surgery room built in a random warehouse. Though that doesn’t sound too bad either.

The sound of someone rushing into the living room gets me excited, only to crush my dreams when I realize it’s just Xiumin. I’m about to turn back to the TV when I notice his heaving chest and trembling hands. There is a thick coating of sweat on his forehead as if he has ran a mile.

“Hyung?” Tao questions first. The five of us in the room all look to him confused.

“I-I know where the song is from.”

For some reason that puts all of us on edge, “The song?”

He nods, “I kept thinking I knew where it was from I just couldn’t place it but now…”

“Where is it from?” Chen is on the edge of his seat, obviously annoyed with the elders beating around the bush.

“The-The videos. The ones we got when Jooyoung was taken. It plays in the back round, behind her screaming,” He closes his eyes for a moment, as if trying to keep those horrible images at bay, without much luck.

“Did you go back and watch them?” My stomach twists at the thought of looking at those again.

“I had to. I had to know…”

“But Joo always sings it to comfort herself,” Kai points out confused. “If that song is connected to Block B shouldn’t it scare her?”

It dawns upon me, “It’s Jiho’s song. Which means Jiho is connected to Block B.”

“Does that mean…” Sehun looks at us with concern in his eyes.

“Yes, it means that Jiho was involved in Joo’s kidnapping, and that’s going to fucking destroy her,” I grumble rubbing my face.

“Do you think Jiyong knows?”

Jongdae sighs, “Probably.”

“What do we do?” Tao wonders.

“We can’t tell her,” Xiumin and I say together.

“Not until we have actual proof of his involvement,” Chen specifies.

Kai huffs, “How do we confirm that? If Joo finds out we are investigating him she will want to know why and if don’t we give her a reason she will hate us for not trusting her to trust the right people.”

“She obviously can’t trust the right people,” I snap. The younger looks down, obviously frightened, I have to take a deep breath to calm myself. “I think I know someone who could help us out.”


“Haneul, she probably already knows everything that’s going on.”

“If she knew this was going on why didn’t she tell us? Joo could be in danger, doesn’t that worry her at all?”

I roll my eyes at him, “I know you are young Jongin but don’t be stupid, that isn’t how our world works. Plus Noona already helped Joo out a lot from what I hear. She is also the one who helped us get Joo back so don’t be rude.”

“I’ll get the others, hopefully we can figure this out before Suho brings her home,” Xiumin rushes off to grab the others. I pull out my phone and text Haneul, Can we talk right now?

It only takes a moment for my phone to go off, NO –T

I roll my eyes. Taemin is such a jealous bastard, though I don’t imagine I would be much different if guys texted Joo. I wait until everyone has joined us and for Hyung to explain before glancing at my phone again.

Fine –T

“What is going on?” Kris asks, both annoyed and concerned.

“We figured out that the song Joo hums is from the videos of her getting beaten to death,” Tao seethes, glaring down at the floor as if it was to blame.

“What?” Luhan’s eyes go wide.

Chen continues our findings, “We think Jiho is involved in Block B since he is the one who sang the song to her.”

“What are we going to do?” Chanyeol whines.

Baekhyun joins in, his voice just as whiny, “We can’t let her leave with him tomorrow! What if he doesn’t bring her back?”

The room breaks out into chaos, everyone yelling over each other, the youngest look their about to have breakdowns, horrified about what he could do to her again. Kris is just pissed, along with Kyungsoo, they roar on and on about how they knew he was bad news, blah, blah, blah. Luhan and Xiumin just look a bit shook up, Luhan from the news, and Xiumin, I’m assuming from the videos and realization.

“Ya!” I yell, gathering everyone’s attention. They all take a large step away from me, regardless of age they all look terrified. “Now that I have everyone’s attention let’s talk about this calmly before I murder someone. Okay?” They all nod. “Great, now I’m going to call Haneul noona because there is a good chance she knows what’s going on. I’m going to put in on speaker as a courtesy but if you guys offend her in anyway I will not be the only one out for blood okay?” Again they nod.

I pull out my phone and dial her number that I know by heart, placing it on speaker as promised and placing it on the coffee table in front of me.

“What?” A rough voice answers.

I roll my eyes, “Hyung I don’t want to talk to you, I want to talk to Noona.”

“I can pass whatever you want to say along-“ There is a very non manly yelp followed by a few crashes and whines. All normal things.

“Hello!” Haneul sing songs.

“Noona, I need your help.”

There is a pause and more whining, “What can I do for you Xing?”

“I’m calling about Jooyoung and Jiho.”

“Oh! I’ve been waiting for this call for the last few hours! I haven’t heard much, my link in the precinct has been pretty hush hush about the whole thing. They were so stupid for even trying to get Joo to flip on Jiho, idiots,” She snorts.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Kris blurts out.

“Am I on speaker?” She questions.

“Sorry, Noona, I forgot to tell you my brothers are in he room. But Kris hyung is right, what are you talking about?”

“You mean you didn’t call about Joo getting arrested today?” She muses like a child who let out a secret.

I glare at every single one of my brothers before the have the chance to blurt something else out, “Please elaborate.”

“It was no big deal, something about realizing Joo might not be a fake and trying to convince her to turn on Jiho and Jiyong, thinking they are the white and black dragons.”

“Okay, we will talk to her about that when she gets home but for now we need to talk about Jiho.”

She hums.

“How is here related to Block b?”

She coos, “Xing, you are stepping into dangerous territory. This shit won’t come for free.”

I groan, forgetting that I freed her from her debt, meaning I need to strike up a new deal, “What do you want?”

“I thought you guys were friends,” Jongin mumbles.

“Was that Jongin?” She chuckles.

“Nini!” Taemin yells happily.

“Princess we are talking business, go away or shut up,” Haneul snaps. “Kid, you must not have done good as a foot soldier, just cause you are friends with someone doesn’t mean you loose your professionalism, especially someone in my particular area of expertise.”

I glance at the younger who is looking away, he hadn’t completed his foot soldier days because of our father’s death when he was 14. He learned his murderous tendencies from us and Taemin and a little experience in the mafia world but he knows nothing of what it’s like to be anywhere but at the top. He never learned about working for information, I mean really working for it, doing things and making deals I don’t wish to look back on.

“Can we get back on track here?” Xiumin suggests calmly.

“Of course! Now Xing, what are you willing to offer? I’ll take information, money, embarrassing stories about Tae.”

“How much are you asking for?”

“Depends what questions you are exactly asking. Ask your questions, I’ll write them down and think of a proper price for my knowledge.”

We all share a look, Xiumin comes up with the first, “Who exactly is Jiho?”

Our gazes move to Luhan, all of us assuming we are going by age at this point, “How was he involved in Jooyoung’s kidnapping?”

“What does he want from her?”

I let Baekhyun and the youngers go first, “Does Jiyong know about him?”

Jongdae runs his fingers through his hair as he tries his best to pick just one from this mess, “Does he want to hurt her again?”

“How long has he been in her life?”

Kyungsoo asks the question that has me worried, “Is he in love with her?”

“He won’t take her from us again, will he?”

“How much power does he have over her?”

Sehun takes a deep breath and asks, “She isn’t in love with him too, is she?”

“Xing, finale question?” Haneul hums.

“How much is it going to destroy her when she finds out he is involved?”

She just hums for a minute before sighing, “Eleven questions. Most of those are pretty easy to answer, simple yes or no, so those shouldn’t be too expensive, but Xiumin-ssi’s question is pretty hefty, along with Luhan-ssi’s. I’ll do a family discount so about half a million should be pretty good.”

Without hesitation we all agree.

“If I had known it would be that easy I would have asked for more, but whatever. So let us start from the top. Woo Jiho, also know as Zico, the leader of Block B, more popularly known as now, the white dragon’s right hand man. 24 years old, born in the Mapo District of South Korea. Had and older brother but he was murdered along with his parents when he was young. He grew up on the streets gathering a bunch of other misfits and psychopaths to create Block B. Is that thro enough?”

We are all dead silent for moment. Are you fucking serious? Fuck being involved he lead the shit that happened to her! It takes all of my strength not to go out and murder him right now. I have to rest  my for head on my knees and take deep breaths. I can’t even care about my brothers are feeling at the moment, my head is spinning with the news. How could we have not known? How can she not know? How the fuck can Jiyong let him anywhere near her? I’m going to fucking murder him too at this point! Yixing no, I tell myself, deep breathes, no murder.

“I’m taking your silence as a yes and moving on. Hope you boys are ready, you asked a lot of questions if you can’t handle it tell me when to stop. Next question, ‘how was he involved in Jooyoung’s kidnapping?’ Well lets see! As the leader he was hired to investigate and pursue her to gain her trust. It worked incase you can’t tell. By the way, for being such protective assholes you guys really should have done a little more when it came to sending her to Jiyong. Jiho literally walked her to him every Tuesday during the summer. But at the same time I guess it was good because it gave her time to dig her claws into his soul and at the end of the day it saved her from a much worse fate. Back to the kidnapping, so while the rest of Block B was acting like their normal selves with her Jiho wasn’t around for the punishments and recordings. He just made sure things didn’t go to far.”

She doesn’t even give us a minute to process, “Since I have a feeling you guys won’t want to respond to that either lets keep this moving. He wants nothing from her that I can tell. If anything he wants her safe and happy, in that order. Of course Jiyong know!” She scoffs as if it was obvious, “It’s impossible for him not too. That is why they are basically at each other’s throats half the time. Jiyong hates Jiho for hurting Joo, while Jiho hates Jiyong for getting her involved in all of this in the first place. Are you all still with me?”

I don’t even know if I’m fucking alive at this point. There is so much going on in my head I don’t know where to even start. But I find myself saying, “Yes.” It’s better to get everything out now, I’ll organize my thoughts later.

“Perfect! Lets see, Jiho would never hurt Joo, not counting the whole kidnap thing, he is completely harmless when it comes to her so no worries there. Be more concerned for your own safety, if you try to tell Joo about this in front of him he will murder you in cold blood right in front of her. As for how long he has been in her life, they first met after that detective tricked her into thinking you guys hated her. So when ever that was.”

“Noona wait,” I stop her before she has the chance to answer Kyungsoo’s question. The large eyed boy stares me down. “Give us just a minute okay? Let us process all of this,” I thought I could take it but this answer has me on edge. What if he loves her? What the hell are we going to do? We can’t just get rid of him then, can’t pay him off, nothing if he is really there for her and that beautiful smile of hers’.

“Minutes up Xing, I have things to do so if you want your answers it has to be now,” She pressures me gently. She is right, we don’t need her to answer this one.  I don’t want her to but Kyungsoo snatches my phone away and demands it. “This one I’m not 100% sure on to be honest. I feel from what I’ve seen that he loves her like a little sister but there is always the chance he does. So no worries boys, he isn’t out confessing his love for her like Jiyong did. Now calm down and put me back on the table Kyungsoo.”

The younger boy obeys, obviously confused on how she knew he was holding the phone but doesn’t question it.

“I don’t think he has any plans on taking off with her but with this rising tension he might so keep an eye on him. When it comes to power, I think she holds most of it. He can sway her opinion slightly but if she is dead set on something he can’t budge her. As for your question Sehun, rest assured she has no romantic feeling for him. Her heart is already consumed by you men, okay?”

The youngest hums a quiet thank you.

“Last question,” Haneul takes a deep breath and says, “She will be absolutely crushed. Her world will fall apart when her last support beam falls. I know you all hate Jiho but he is good for that girl. He holds her up even though she can stand on her own, she needed that support system with you guys gone. He built that girl up and I have no doubt he can tear her down. Because without him she will have no one she can trust completely.”

“What about us?” Kris sneers.

“You guys burned that bridge. She will love you forever but there will always be something in the way of complete trust.”

“Can I ask one more question?” Sehun surprises us by asking.

“Sure Love, this can be a freebie.”

“How do you know all of this?”

It is her turn for a moment of silence before she spouts her usual response, “I am Haneul, the woman who knows all.”

“No! I’m not accepting that as an answer!” Sehun snarls, ignoring the glare I’m giving him. “You know way too much for being an outsider! How do you know? Did Jiyong tell you? Zico?”

She sighs, “Be careful kid, watch that mouth of yours, I’m doing you guys a favor by telling you this.”

“I’m curious too,” Luhan admits, staring at the phone.

“You guys leave it,” I warn them.

“How are you not curious to know about how she knows exactly when Zico ran into our baby’s life? That is a very specific thing that only the two of them should know about, so how the hell does she know?” Baekhyun snaps.


“Xing, don’t ask questions you don’t want the answer to.”

“Please?” I find myself begging.

“I may or may not have a connection in Block B that is not Zico. That is all I’m saying on the subject, if that is all I’m hanging up.”

“You can’t just hang up!” Kai yells. “How could have let Jooyoung around that man when you knew what he had done to her? When you knew what she had gone through? Did that not make you feel guilty? Did you not think she would want to know these things about her own life and the people around her? How could you be such a cold hearted bitch?”

“Ya!” She roars over the phone. Fuck. “I swear to god you little punk I will come over there and rip that disrespectful little tongue out of your pretty mouth. I owe that girl nothing. She should open her eyes and realize it on her own that every person in her life is a lying bastard. But she doesn’t, she looks at the pretty life in front of her and decides that there is nothing else to it. That is no ones fault but her own.”

“She is just a child,” Xiumin snarls back. “Why should she have to look past it?”

“Because look where she fucking is! You would think she would realize by now there is more to this world than rainbows and unicorns but she hasn’t. One day she will have to look beyond that and realize the world is much darker than she could ever imagine.”

“She won’t ever have to do,” Luhan stammers out. “We won’t let her see that darkness.”

“Than you all should stop asking questions and play dumb along with her,” Hanuel hisses. “Because the moment she knows that her right hand man is the man behind the mask is the day she sees the darkness and realizes she really has no one she can trust.”

The line goes dead and we are left staring at each other. Kris is the first to lash out, he grabs the nearest vase and chucks it at the wall, it shatter into a million pieces into the carpet. I am not cleaning that up.

“Do you think it’s true?” Sehun mumbles to me.

“Which part?” I groan rubbing my eyes.

“That she doesn’t trust us?”

Chen scoffs next to me, “She trusts us, but not the way she trusts Jiho or Zico or whatever. It’s true, everything that Hanuel said is true. Our baby is going to hate and run away if we tell her. She will have no reason to stay.”

“You don’t think she loves us enough to stay,” Chanyeol shoots back.

“Oh she loves us but she’ll feel so fucking betrayed that she will just up and leave without looking back. She’ll leave Jiyong, Jiho and us because who would want to be surrounded by men like us.”

“We are nothing like them!” Baekhyun snaps.

“We are no better!” I correct. “We are the whole reason Jooyoung is in this mess. We are the ones who took her and forced her into this little idea. Of course she lashed out and latched on to a man who forced her to do nothing but be herself. We made her do that. No matter how you put it, it comes back to us. This is all our fault! I wish we never fucking asked! I don’t want to know about any of this!”

Just then the front door opens and the sound of heels click through the house, Jooyoung appears in the doorway holding a balloon in one hand and a stick of cotton candy in the other, “We’re home!” She yells happily. Her perfect green eyes are lit up like the fourth of July. She dances on the thick heels of her shoes with ease, in jeans and an oversized sweatshirt she looks so young, so little. Suho appears behind her, beaming as well. The atmosphere quickly shifts, everyone smiles despite the aching in their hearts and beam back at our little angel.

“Baby!” The youngers coo together, she rushes to them, cotton candy and all and joins them on the floor. She doesn’t seem to notice the tension still in the air but Suho does. He has a silent conversation with the eldest before replacing his grim expression with his one smile from before.

“Baby why don’t you and the younger boys go upstairs and get ready for bed?” Suho suggests.

“You are with me tonight Baby,” Jongdae jumps to his feet regardless of the fact he was not part of that group. He just wanted to get away from the conversation that is about to just start all over. Him and the three youngest, Chanyeol, and Baekhyun leave the room with bright smiles on their faces as if the last hour hadn’t happened.

With them gone Suho looks to us with a scowl, “What the hell is going on?”

“You are going to need to sit down for this,” Luhan recommends.

I don’t know if this is any good or makes sense but I’m going to bed and sorry for not updating All my idols, I’ll do it before the week is over, promise!

Twitcam! All the boys

Pairing: Y/N and all of the boys!

Words: 2.5K

Warning: Smut SMut sMUT

Summary: The boys do a twitcam and decided to treat Y/N whilst doing it.

You were best friends with the 5sos boys and they were currently on a break from there sounds good feels good tour. They’d currently been to Asia and then they’re going to the UK in a couple of weeks. Asia was great, we had a lot of sushi and Japan had a lot of Pokemon stuff and I got my own pokeball bra. 

With the boys I love each of them equally, I’ve known them since forever going to school with Luke, Michael and Calum. I mean I was more on Michaels side when Luke and Michael disliked each other, but when Michael and Calum became friends with him so did I. With Ashton as soon as I met him we clicked as well so it feels like I’ve know him forever, along with the other boys. 

We were all currently in a hotel room in LA. Calum and Michael were playing Fifa with Luke cheering Michael on. Ashton was sat in the kitchen area looking through his phone. I travel with the boys because they offered me a job as there manager, well when I say offered when we were younger I always used to pretend I was and then when they got famous they wanted me to stay with them. It also has its perks because I’m also in charge of hair and make-up. Yes that means helping Mikey dye his hair regularly and making sure that it doesn’t fall out. 

Today I was wearing Michaels Harley Davidson shirt and a pair of my black panties. I wasn’t worried about the boys seeing me like this, hell I sometimes even walk around in just a bra and panties considering Calum even walks around butt naked. But I’m defiantly not complaining. 

I walked over to the kitchen side and wrapped my arms around Ashton

“Morning Y/N”

“Morning Ash, what are we doing today?”

“I was thinking we could do a twitcam, we haven’t done one in a while and hopefully it won’t crash”

“Yeah I bet the fans will love that”

He smiled at me his dimples showing. I kissed him on the cheeks and walked over to the boys.

“Daym Y/N”

The boys eyes averted to me and I twirled around, lifting up my top in the process. I smiled down at Calum and he coughed awkwardly. 

“My turn” Luke said 

Michael stood up and passed Luke the control and pulled me down onto the sofa with him. I giggled into his neck and sat up straight. 

“Shit Mikey, we’re going to have to re dye your hair” he groaned and moved into a more comfortable position but that meant he thrusted his hip into mine. I may have let out a small whimper. He looked up at me and smirked, why the fuck did he have to be so hot. It’s great being on tour with the boys, but I have sexual needs and the boys don’t help with that, they’re all so attractive and always going on about sex. It’s not like I could ever have sex with them though, they’re my best friends that would be weird, but hey a girl can dream. 

Michael however obviously didn’t understand the whole best friend thing as he ran his hands up my thighs.

“Did you just moan baby?” He whispered in my ear. My breath hitched as I shook my head. 

“But I heard you, don’t deny it kitten” I looked into his eyes and they were a different shade of green then I remember. Are faces were inches apart and his breath was fanning over my lips. 

“Guys the twitcam is ready and it’s not crashing” Ashton shouted
I looked up and the three boys were looking at me and Michael. I awkwardly got of him and sat on the floor. Luke had a smirk playing on his face as I hit his shoulder.

“No Y/N get in the twitcam” Calum whined, I shuffled over and Calum came and sat behind me. I leant into his chest as Ashton was thanking the fans. 

“You’re all so amazing and we’re always so thankful, love you guys, we also want to know what’s your favourite song on Sounds good feels good, so like tweet us”

“Use the hashtag #5sostwitcam ”

“Let’s get it trending” Luke clapped.

I sighed contently looking at these four amazing boys, they’ve come so far an-
I looked down onto my lap and Calums hand was stroking my inner thigh. I placed my hand on his trying to pull it away but he was stronger then me and I didn’t want it to look obvious on the camera. As on the camera you could only see our top halves. 

I turned around and looked at him, his expression was straight and just normal, until he looked down at me and gave me a innocent smile. I glared up at him before I felt him run his finger stroke over my panties. I let out a whine but covered it up with a cough. I turned back around and looked over at Michael he wasn’t in the camera vision but he winked and had a smirk on his lips whilst coming into the cameras view. I felt Calums fingers move my panties to the side and he started rolling my clit in his fingers. I let out a shaky breath and grabbed a hold of his muscly thighs, slightly grinding my ass into him. I tried not to make it obvious but it felt so good. 

Calums other hand came and wrapped around my front them fingers running over my folds. He plunged his fingers into me and moved them at a fast pace. I let out a slight moan but Ashton was laughing so it was un heard, apart from Luke. Luke as Ashton turned the camera toward Michael sucked on my neck and around my jawline.

“Fuck guys what are you doing” I whispered

“We know how horny you are, always walking around in skimpy underwear, flirting with us and teasing us. You know exactly what you’re doing and we’re going to help you out”

“B-but you’re doing a twit cam”

“Well then you best be quite” Luke rasped biting onto my earlobe.

I moaned quietly and looked at him, he bit his lip twiddling his lip ring in his mouth. Calums hand worked faster on me, as I felt my high approaching. I bit my lip and watch Calums muscles tense every time he pounded his fingers into me. The camera was still facing Michael who was telling the fans about meeting doge and his stupid hat. My hands squeezed Calums thighs as I came around his fingers with a small groan. He slid his fingers out of me and sucked on them.

“You alright Y/N?” Michael asked in camera

“Y-yeah just ill and tiered” I breathed 

“Come sit up here” Michael patted the seat next to him at the table and I obliged and sat down. Calum and Ashton sat behind me and Michael as they starting reading out tweets from fans. I looked down slightly at my panties. They were drenched, and uncomfortable the only way I’d be more comfortable is if I took them off. So that’s what I did, I ran my hands across them and slid them down my legs catching the attention of the boys. 

“Mm what did you cook this morning Ash it smells so sweet” Michael spoke looking at Ashton. Ashton only laughed and carried on with what he was saying.  I looked over the computer screen at Luke. Who was looking under the table at my pussy. I shut my legs and he looked up at me with his beautiful blue eyes. He crawled over to the table and went underneath. I looked down and he pointed his finger upwards, making me look directly at the camera not wanting people to know he was there. He edged forwards and kissed my thighs, he spread my legs and licked a stripe up my pussy. I was still sensitive from the orgasm Calum gave me, so my legs shook when Luke started kitten licking. His hand held my thighs down and he sucked on my clit. His lip ring was cold and trailing over my folds. It felt fucking amazing the warmth of his pink lips against the cold metal ring sucking at my pussy. He slanted his head slightly and one of his hands came to my hips and rubbed circles on it. The way his head was slanted I could feel his stubble scratch in between my thighs. He nestled his head further and sucked harshly. I tilted my head back and my arms looked like I was stretching, Calum from behind kissed my forehead. I looked back down and Lukes eyes were glimmering up at me, I quickly looked back up at the camera and ran my fingers through his blonde hair. I felt him smirk against my pussy as his tongue dipped into my entrance. I bit my lip and looked at Michael who was reading tweets.

“This tweet is from @freddiefrog300 it says ‘Hope Y/N gets better soon x #5sostwitcam ’ aw yeah me too”

“T-thanks” I groaned 

Luke sucked at my entrances as his tongue delved deep into me. I could feel my second orgasm approaching, I tightened my grip on Luke’s hair and my thighs squeeze together. 

“Fuck” I grumbled whilst titling the camera and grabbing hold of the edge of the table. I came and my legs shook around Luke’s face which he was kitten licking me still. I gave out a big sigh and hid my face in my arms. Luke stopped licking me and got out from under the table he wiped his chin. I pouted at him and he came and sat next to me. I breathed into his shirt and hid my face. I felt another hand stroke my thigh. 

“Why don’t you go to bed Y/N? You look tiered”

“I’m knackered”

I slid over Ashton’s lap, not getting my pussy on camera and maybe grinding my ass into Ashton’s crotch as I moved out of camera lens way.
I sauntered to the bedroom and the boys followed but not having the camera on me, it was facing the window. I laid down on the bed. Never have I ever experienced two mind blowing orgasms. I heard the door creak and Ashton walked in, glaring at me. Luke and Calum sat in the window ledge with the computer and started answering questions. 

“You think that was fucking funny?” Ash whispered. 

I gasped as he climbed on top of me. He pulled down his trousers and grinded his boxer covered bulge into my heat.

“A-ash I’m so sensitive” I muttered 

“Let’s see if you can take me" 

He pulled out his cock from his boxers and ran it over my folds. He had a smooth hairless cock which was tanned and thick. The head oozing out pre-cum. He edged his cock into me and moved his hips at a fast pace. My pussy couldn’t take it and my walls kept clenching around his cock. He sexily groaned into my neck and sucked onto my sweet spot. He moved his arms above my head and knelt on the bed, I wrapped my legs around his wait and he fucked me at a different angle hitting my g-spot. 

"Ash fuck harder” I murmured 

“Shh baby, quieter” I whined into his chest and grinded up with Ashtons thrusts. Ashton started to jolt and I knew his orgasm was approaching. He smacked my ass and bit down on my neck as he came into me, which triggered my body to cum all over his cock.  

“Y/N” Ashton panted 


“You’re so fucking hot” I laughed at him as he pulled up his boxers and put on his discarded trousers. He smirked over to Luke and Calum who each had shit eating grins on there face. Ashton left the room whilst Michael walked into it. 

“Hey Mikey” I wheezed 

“Looks like you need a nice relaxing shower”

He walked over to me and lifted me off the bed. He walked over to the bathroom and slid of my (well his) top off my body. I looked over to the door and Luke, Calum and Ashton had made there way to the bed. Them all facing the bathroom door, the computer facing them. He kissed over the marks that Luke and Ashton had made and kissed down my body. I pushed him against the wall and peeled of his top, I kissed his body the way he did to me as I heard the boys laugh at a stupid joke Calum made. I pulled Michael into me by his belt loops and my lips hovered over his. He smiled and kissed me. 

“Princess you’re so good to us” His tongue swiped over my lips and entered my mouth sucking and nibbling on my lip. I undid his trousers and boxers. His dick was stood up, out of all the guys Michaels dick was the biggest. He had a pale dick with black hairs which to me is so attractive. I ran my fingers around the base of his dick and Michael reached out and grabbed a hold of my boobs. He ran the water in the shower and pushed me against the glass. My boobs against the glass was cold and I felt Michael behind me. He didn’t waste any time in pounding his cock into my pussy. His hands gripped a hold of my hips and his dick fucked into me. I looked out the glass and could briefly see the boys looking in the bathroom watching me get fucked by Mikey. 

I grinded my ass into him as the glass steamed up and the only thing I could see was Michaels discarded clothes outside the shower. I leant back and Michaels hand came around and rubbed my clit. He held me up by his other hand, wrapped around my waist whilst his head was tucked into my neck, where he was sucking yet another hickey. 

I heard his moans being muffled into my neck, which were extremely sexy I started to see stars this time and my eyes went blurry as my pussy clenched around Michaels dick. I felt Michaels grip on my tighten as his load dripped down my leg and I leant against the glass door.

I caught my breath and turned around. Michaels hair was damp and his breathing was heavy.

“So how was the twitcam” I asked the boys

“Well we defiantly need to do it again” Michael laughed, along with Luke, Calum and Ashton. 

“You guys are shits you know that right”

“Oh but baby girl, you fucking love it” Calum moaned, well shit.

A/N: freddiefrog3000 is actually my twitter sELF PROMO

Goldenrod: encouragement, good fortune.

| Title: Goldenrod: encouragement, good fortune.  [Park Jihoon x reader]

Series: White Wolves, two.

Previous part: One, Ong Seongwoo

 Genre: fluff, werewolf! au; PJH x reader

 Summary: Can you hate your soul mate? No? I’m sure I hate that I love her.

Words Count: 1724 

Note: It took me so long to write this omg. I hope you enjoy it :)  Picture’s not mine, I found it in Pinterest. Credits to the owner. |

We were always competing. Ever since we met in middle school. We were friends, but we could as well had been enemies. We were extremely competitive: I wanted to be better than her, she wanted to beat me at everything.


As soon as the professor gave us our results back, she’d always go to my seat or I’d go to hers.



Her expression fell.

“How even-”

“I’m a genius, that’s it” I smirked.

“Yah, Park Jihoon, I hate you!” she growled, puffing her cheeks as she walked back to her seat.

“Feeling’s mutual, Y/n!”

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Gif source:  Peter

Imagine singing PILLOWTALK by Zayn and Peter hearing you and listening in on you.

——— Request for anon ———

He doesn’t have to strain to hear the low singing from inside the house. It was you, of course. This was your home he had come to, after all, to pick you up to go to the meet-up with the rest of Scott’s pack. He could differentiate the intricacies of your voice that made it unique, though it had changed in a way he’d never heard before as he heard your singing the closer he came to your front door.

He stood there for a moment, just listening with a tilt to his head and his ear straining past the door to focus in on the words to your melody. Peter didn’t want to interrupt it with a knock. He’d never heard you sing before and was curious. If anyone were to walk by right now, they’d probably wonder what he was doing, as any human couldn’t hear you singing through the doors and walls that separated the two of you.

“I’m seeing the pain, seeing the pleasure,” he heard you sing, slightly off-tune to the song that played in the background and muffled just a bit by the door, “Nobody but you, ‘body but me, ‘Body but us, bodies together.” Peter’s lips quirked upwards into a humored smile at the way your tune sped up in time to the artist. It was one of those songs he’d heard on the radio but never quite payed much attention to. Still, it was familiar enough for him to recognize it as you sang along to the music, “I love to hold you close, tonight and always… I love to wake up next to you.”

With a sigh, Peter figured he ought to knock before he wound up making you both overly fashionably late to the meeting. A part of him regretted interrupting you as his knuckles rap on the door firmly, waiting for your answer as he hears you shut off the music and head towards him.

anonymous asked:

Hey, I really like your headcanons! They are pretty well though out. Could I get a headcanon of the Strawhats figuring out they have a crush? I feel like their individual reactions would be interesting.

Aaaaaah. Thank you so so much!! You guys are so nice to me! I’m so glad you’re enjoying this stuff! Here you go, dear thank you!


  • He’s at first unsure and he thinks he maybe is sick because his heart bumps really hard sometimes and his face feels hot 
  • Chopper makes a revision and he’s worried because he can’t find anything wrong with his captain 
  • Luffy brush it off but he starts to notice that those symptoms only happens when he’s near his crush or when he hears their name or can smell their scent 
  • He tells Chopper that but he can’t help at all 
  • So he goes to Robin because she’s pretty smart 
  • She just smiles and tells him he has a crush, which means, he liked someone 
  • Luffy did understand but he gets worried because he thinks he loves his nakamas all the same 
  • Robin explains some other things and Luffy just comes to the conclusion that he doesn’t exactly dislike having a crush 
  • … but he still feels like he wants that person to be more than just a ‘crush’ 
  • Everyone knows it’s a serious thing because he shares his meat and do not steal food from that person’s plate 
  • God he even share the dessert 
  • Jesus Christ he even steals food for them it doesn’t matter if Sanji yells at him
  • He also let them sit on his special seat right at the crown of the Thousand Sunny


  • He’d be hysteric, because he’s having a crush
  • A string of lies would leave his mouth every two seconds because he was to impress 
  • He always talks at how cool he is, about Sogeking and god Usopp and his crew back in his home town
  • However, as much as he tells lies, he likes to compliment his crush
  • He’ll show that person all of his sniper’s supplies and teach them how to use it
  • He’ll try to have his Crush happy all the time and will invite them to play with Luffy and Chopper around the Sunny
  • He tries to protect his crush in every adventure even if his legs are shaking. Most of the time his crush saves him, but it’s alright because they’re smiling at him


  • ¤ “Shit”, it’s the first thing he says when he notices 
  • ¤ He notices the way his heart skips a beat when he’s around this person or when they accidentally brush their hands on the comedor and little stuff like that 
  • ¤ He knows by the funny feeling on his guts 
  • ¤ He hadn’t felt it never before but you just know something’s happening 
  • ¤ He’d try to hide his feelings, but it’s impossible: he’s gentler and warmer towards this person and he’s afraid they’d find out about his crush on them 
  • ¤ But he can’t just be mean to them 
  • ¤ He tries to leave with his feelings eating his insides for a few more days before he finally confesses 
  • ¤ Meanwhile he teach them how to fight 
  • ¤ He even let them use one of his katanas for a bit so they can practice a little. Only for for but because they can get hurt 
  • ¤ He shares his beer with them and would make sure they always have wine on their glass if they don’t like beer or coffee or tea on his cup


  • ¤ Nami knows she has a crush because she stutters a lot around that person and her façade of a mean and though cat falls apart when she’s with that person
  • ¤ She’ll look for every excuse to be close to them 
  • ¤ And she’d give them a bit more money from their treasure 
  • ¤ Also, she’d let them get all the tangerines they want from her tree 
  • ¤ Everyone knows by now, even her crush perhaps 
  • ¤ She sometimes screams on her pillow and chats with Robin about her crush


  • ¤ Flirty boy has had a lot of platonic crushes so he knows the feeling very well  
  • ¤ However he starts to worry when the fluttering feeling on his belly is not fading away as it does all the time 
  • ¤ It just lingers, making his insides feel warm 
  • ¤ And then he just falls on count that he did fell for someone really bad 
  • ¤ He’d make their favourite food aaaall the time. Much to his nakamas’ dismay (except for Luffy of course he likes everything) 
  • ¤ He also has coffee ready in the morning for them, breakfast and their favorite flowers if they have any 
  • ¤ He’d really pamper them with lots of attention just like Nami 
  • ¤ He also stops flirting so everyone knows someone got his heart now


  • ¤ He doesn’t know what a crush is duh! 
  • ¤ But be ready, he shares his cotton candy with that person. That’s the real proof of love 
  • ¤ He’d take his crush’s hand and take them to his little room to show them what’s he’s working on 
  • ¤ He even show them his books and journals and stuff 
  • ¤ He EVEN teaches them to make some remedies and some medicinal flowers 
  • ¤ He’s just a blushy cutie around his crush


  • ¤ She blushes a lot. Like a lot when she’s around her Crush 
  • ¤ She’d call their name with this very warm tone that makes everyone in the Sunny melt, really 
  • ¤ She’d be a little gigglier and even stops reading to hear her crush’s stories 
  • ¤ She reads to them and let them borrow her books if they like to read 
  • ¤ She’d be happy that her crush likes to hear her knowledges about everything and she loves to listen to her crush’s rambles too 
  • ¤ She really likes her crushe’s voice so she’d be like “[Name]?” 
  • ¤ “Yes, Robin-San?” 
  • ¤ “Nothing” 
  • ¤ Really, she’s a cutie. Also! She likes to see her crush’s smile so she’d sometimes mess up with them using her fruit powers or would tell him silly stories about Luffy doing something stupid just to make them smile or laugh


  • ¤ He knows what a crush is and how does it feels to have one 
  • ¤ But he’s surprised to find himself feeling the tightness on his chest whenever he talks to that person 
  • ¤ He hadn’t had a crush in yeeeears and here he was 
  • ¤ At first he tries to hide it by being busy all the time and everytime his crush wants to approach him he says he’s busy and doesn’t want anyone to disturb him  
  • ¤ It hurts the living hell out of him when he sees that disappointed look on his crush’s face 
  • ¤ He’d just sigh and say something like “You know, thinking it better, I would like some company while I work on this. If you don’t mind” 
  • ¤ He starts to cry when his crush beams with happiness 
  • ¤ After a few days Franky starts to teach them how to do some stuff and use some tools 
  • ¤ He even let them press his nose to change his hair because it always makes them giggle and their eyes shine 
  • ¤ Someone kick him in the shins


  • ¤ He plays his guitar a loooot to his crush 
  • ¤ If they’re feeling sad, happy, it doesn’t matter he’ll play a song for them 
  • ¤ He even sings to them to help them sleep
  • ¤ “Let me as you underwear” is in the past. He can’t say that to his crush. It’s a bit vulgar and his crush deserves respect 
  • ¤ He’ll make jokes about his organ-less body to make them laugh 
  • ¤ He’d invite them tea aaaall the time 
  • ¤ He also let them play his instrument if they know how to 
  • ¤ If they don’t then he’ll teach them right away

get to know me meme: [8/10] favourite people  → BLACKPINK

“Lisa’s lyrics are all in English and it has a style of “Let’s go and try a rebellious love.” If we were a bit restrained in ‘Playing With Fire’, this time we’ve become more aggressive. Our dating ban is still the same as before, but our song this time professes our love actively. I think this love isn’t necessarily directed to a guy, but is something we want to say to the general public. Please love us more everyone.” Jennie Kim

Public Meeting | Jimin x IdolReader!

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: FLUFF!!! 

Summary: As a new and upcoming Idol, you end up on the TV show ‘Weekly Idol’ where you end up meeting the boy group who inspired you to be where you are today.

Requested By: @smolninja

A/N: I know that some of the things in the one shot don’t actually happen in Weekly Idol, but I’ve never sat down and watched the show season after season so please bare with me! Also I wanna apologies if this is cringy af!

Masterlist | Ask/Request | Fic. Recs


Originally posted by princejimin

Taking a deep breath, you stepped out from behind the camera and made your way to where the hosts Defconn and Heechul (from Super Junior) waited for you.

“(Y/N)!” Defconn yelled, a smile spread across his features, Heechul jumping up and down behind him like a child. “Welcome to Weekly Idol!” his loud voice boomed as he held his hands up in the air dramatically to show you the white room. “Please take a seat,” Defconn insisted as he gestured towards one of the metal stools that was placed to the left of Heechul’s and his own seat. Heechul cleared his throat, as you made your way to sit down.

“Now, we know you’re a new Idol, so we thought we’d treat you to something. We’ve decided to bring in a group, that has been under the same pressure as you when they first started,” Heechul’s smile only grew as he continued to talk. “Please welcome BTS!”

Your eyes widened at the mention of their name. BTS. For years, you had admired them, and always enjoyed their music. And now they were here. And you got to meet them. In person. Freezing in your spot, your eyes traveled to where the 7 boys walked onto the set, each one of them taking a seat, near where you sat. You gulped nervously when the maknae, Jungkook sat down next to you.

“1, 2, 3, Hello we are BTS!” they all spoke in unison, making your heart flutter. Awkwardly you waved back, with a small smile. The groups leader, Namjoon picked up on your awkward behavior and leaned forward to make eye contact with you.

“Don’t be nervous, we’re all friendly here,” he spoke, smiling, dimples showing clears. Nodding quickly in reply, you turned to face Defconn and Heechul who were eyeing you suspiciously. Defconn cleared his throat.

“Anyway, (Y/N), I recently watched one of your latest interviews, and apparently you know a lot of the choreography’s to some of BTS songs, which is the reason why we wanted BTS to come here in the first place.” Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment as the 7 boys eyes widened, their gazes shifting to you.

“Uhm… Yeah, I’ve actually admired BTS for years, their music was always so inspirational,” you muttered.

“Well this leads us to The Random Play Dance!” Heechul yelled. Everyone cleared away the stools and you awkwardly stood in the middle. “Right, you know the rules yes? You get a move wrong, you receive a punishment?” You nodded.

“Alright, let’s get started!” Defconn yelled.

Standing still, you let out a quiet sigh, and waited for the first song to play. The first song made you smile. I Need U began to play from the first chorus and you instantly picked up on it. While doing the choreography, Heechul, Defconn and BTS all stared in awe as you danced. The song then changed to the start of Blood, Sweat and Tears, making you go into position and getting ready to do Jimin’s part. When the song started, as you jumped forward slightly you almost lost your balance, making you giggle lightly.

“Don’t fall now (Y/N) Noona,” Jungkook laughed lightly, causing you to blush at his choice of words. When it was almost Jungkooks part, the song changed to the chorus of War of Hormone, which made Taehyung giggle, clearly excited to see you dance to his part. Once again the song changed, this time to Dope. Being already out of breath from so much dancing you pushed yourself to continue the second chorus, accidentally messing up a bit of the foot work. The music suddenly stopped when your mistake was noticed and you placed both of your hands on your knees, taking in deep breaths, trying to even it out. 

“Oh, I noticed a mistake with the foot work there,” Hoseok called out with a small laugh.

“Sorry about the song choices, they’re some of the ones to really tire you out,” Defconn spoke, walking up to you and handing you a bottle of water. Instantly you took a hold of the bottle and gulped down most of the water.

“Never… would of… guessed,” you replied, completely out of breath. 

“Now what should her punishment be?” Defconn asked Heechul who looked over his shoulder at him.

“Forehead flick,” Taehyung cheered. “But who by?” Your eyes widened at Taehyungs suggestion and you sighed in defeat when the rest of the group started agreeing.

“I think Jungkook should do it, he’s the strongest,” Yoongi piped up, giving you a playful smile, making you shiver in response. Jungkook straightened himself up as he sauntered over to you. He snickered when he stood in front of you and looked over his shoulder at Jimin.

“Jimin hyung, we’ve finally found someone who’s smaller than you,” Jungkook laughed making you and Jimin blush in response.

“Yah!” you both yelled in unison. But for two completely different reasons. Lightly you punched Jungkooks arm and pouted. Smiling in response he ruffled up your hair, making you whine in annoyance.

“Let’s just get this over and done with shall we?” you asked with a sigh. Jungkooks smile grew wider and his placed his fingers on your forehead and pulled his middle finger back. You closed your eyes, waiting for the pain, which you knew was going to be painful. When Jungkook let go of his finger, it slammed against your forehead making you whine and drop to the floor, holding onto your forehead. Some of the members laughed while Jungkook and a few others looked concerned.

“Sorry (Y/N) noona, I didn’t mean to hit you that hard,” Jungkook apologized as he slowly wrapped his arms around your waist and heaved you up. Once you were standing up right again you pulled your hands away from your forehead, making Jimin’s eyes widen.

“Yah! Jungkook you weren’t supposed to leave a mark!” Jimin yelled angrily at the maknae who looked away from Jimin in shame, and gave you an apologetic look.

“It’s fine, don’t look so upset Jungkook, it’s nothing to worry about the mark will soon fade,” you smiled reassuring the younger boy.

“Shall we go again, but this time we’ll change the punishment?” Heechul suggested, to which you nodded in reply.

The music started up again and you instantly got into the chorus of Run, one of your all time favorite BTS music videos, including the Japanese version. After the chorus had finished Not Today began to play.

“This isn’t fair! That song came out like a month ago, I don’t think she’d kn-” Namjoon was cut off the minute you began to dance to Jungkook’s solo. 

“I think (Y/N) is secretly an ARMY!” Yoongi laughed with the other members. That comment alone made you loose balance completely, falling down onto your hands and knees.

“Stop!” Defconn yelled. Almost instantly the music stopped. “What happened?” In response, you shrugged, brushing your hair out of your face gently. Namjoon’s eyes widened in realization.

“You are an ARMY aren’t you?! Like I know you mentioned that you admired us for years before, but I thought you just enjoyed our music,” Namjoon voice echoed throughout the room, making it silent.

“Oh amazing! Fantastic!” Heechul squealed. “We need to know who your bias is!”

“Oh… Uhm… Well when I first got into them, Yoongi oppa caught my eye… But over the years it has changed… Since the Run era J-Jimin oppa has taken a hold of my heart,” you blushed crimson as you stared at your feet.

“AH! Jimin hyung is blushing! (Y/N) noona!” Jungkook teased the shorter male, by pinching his cheeks.

“Yah! Watch it you brat!” Jimin joked as he pushed Jungkook away, in a playful matter. A small giggle escaped your lips at the two boys little argument, making both of them smile awkwardly at your cuteness.

“Alright, let’s move on! This time it’s BTS’s turn to dance! We’re gonna do the x2 Speed Dance Challenge! for NOT TODAY!” Defconn smiled, while gently taking a hold of your upper arm, and pulling you to the side making you stand between him and Heechul.

As soon as the song began Namjoon laughed, obviously surprised by how quick they had made the song. Namjoon began his part and focused. About halfway through the song Jimin tripped over his own feet, making him fall into Jungkook, who had luckily caught him and pushed him back up right. Heechul and Defconn laughed, while you just smiled at the boys clumsiness.

“You’re doing so well!” you cheered with a smile. By the end chorus, your jaw dropped as you watched Jimin. The way his pastel hair fell in front of his face while he pretended he held a gun really got to you. How can someone be so cute, but completely wreck hearts left and right, you whined in your head. He always danced so gracefully and you had always admired his passion for it.

Once the song came to an end you jumped up and down like a child clapping, they had managed to do it, despite Jimin tripping over at one point.

“Amazingly done, Not Today has a lot of fast parts in it, and having it sped up even faster must of been a challenge well done!” Defconn smile. “I think you deserve a treat for your hard work,” Defconn guided them to a table filled with Korean beef. You could see some of the boys mouths water, making you giggle as you took a seat behind them. Jimin turned around and looked at you.

“C’mon, there’s some for you too,” Jimin smiled. You shook your head, making his smile drop.

“I’m not hungry, but you go enjoy yourself,” you answered giving him a warm smile, as you blushed. Jimin shook his head and strode over to you, where he held out his hand.

“I’m not taking no for an answer,” Jimin insisted. Hesitantly, you took his hand and he gently pulled you out of your seat, and guided you through the others to the table. Jimin picked up a piece of meat and held it in front of your mouth.

“Thank you,” you muttered shyly as you went to take the fork out of his hand. However Jimin pulled away before you could. Giving him a confused look at placed of your hands on your hip, looking into her eyes for an answer.

“Open up,” Jimin blushed, while avoiding eye contact with you. Heat rose up to your cheeks as you finally got what he was trying to do. Slowly you opened up your mouth, allowing him to feed you the beef. You hadn’t realized that in the background, Taehyung, Hoseok and Jin were squealing and Namjoon, Yoongi and Jungkook were cringing.

“Yah! Take that somewhere else!” Namjoon dramatically announced.

“MY VIRGIN EYES! I’M RUINED!” Jungkook joined in, and Yoongi was just laying on the floor, rocking back and forward.

“Shut up they’re meant to be!” Hoseok giggled as he jumped up and down with Taehyung and Jin.

“We need a ship name!” Taehyung and Hoseok thought for a moment. Both of them turned to each other and smiled.

“(Y/S/N - Your Ship Name)!” they yelled in unison before hugging each other tightly and jumping around. By this time Jin had awkwardly slid to the cringe side of the room, for Taehyung and Hoseok were almost becoming one person.

You and Jimin awkwardly stared at the others and giggled lightly at their reactions. A smile spread across you features as you looked at each one of the members individually. These guys are truly amazing, you thought to yourself.


It had been 3 months since you had first met each other on the show and you had exchanged numbers with all the members and created a chat on messenger. Surprisingly, you had also found out that you live about 10 minutes away from them, so visits would be a regular thing. They had grown to like you just as much as you liked them. Your notifications went off while you sat at home on your day off.

Jimin Oppa - [14:28]

Hi (Y/N)! We were all wondering if you wanted to come over and relax with us, it’s our day off too :)

You - [14:29]

Yeah sure I’d like that, I’ll be about 20 minutes, I need to get ready first

Jimin Oppa - [14:29]

Okay see you soon :)

You jumped off of the couch and, walked straight for your bedroom, which was currently a mess. With clothes, make-up and rubbish found randomly around the room. Quickly you grabbed a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a white top and a baggy grey hoodie. Looking in the mirror, you quickly brushed your hair, not bothering to put on make-up. Grabbing your keys you hurriedly got out of your house, locked the door and began your journey to the others.

The sun was shining brightly, almost blinding you. To see you had to squint your eyes to be able to see where you were going. Glancing at your phone you noticed you had a message from Jin

Jin Oppa [14:43]

Hi! I hope you haven’t eaten! I’ve made loads of food to eat! 

You [14:44]

Ah okay! I haven’t eaten today actually… I was planning on pigging out at dinner but never mind, I’m being fed haha xD

Jin Oppa [14:45]

Alright, see you in 5!

You [14:45]


You smiled as you quickened your pace to get some of Jin’s amazing food. It was 14:49 when you arrived at the dorms. Lightly you knocked on the door only to be greeted with Hoseok and Taehyung, who were giggling when they opened the door.

“Hoseok oppa! Taehyung oppa!” you smiled brightly as they pulled you into a hug. Joking Taehyung lifted you up and threw you over his shoulder, as he carried you through to the living room, Hoseok giving you an apologetic look as you all entered the room. 

“(Y/N) noona, it’s been ages! How are you!?” Jungkook yelled, to you but still keeping most of his attention on Overwatch.

“I saw you yesterday,” you giggled. “But I’m fine thank you, and how about you?” you asked the rest of the members, each one replying with a thumbs up or an ‘I’m okay.’

“(Y/N), could you help me for a second… Everyone else can’t be bothered to help!” Jin yelled from the kitchen, in an annoyed tone.

“Sure Jin oppa!” you answered, making your way to the kitchen where Jin stood at the stove, cooking. The delightful smell of different meats filled your senses as you walked in, making you hum in satisfaction. “Sure smells good in here,” you mumbled with a smile.

“Thanks, oh could you get Jimin? He’s been sulking in his room all day because he hasn’t seen you, so I thought you could do surprise him?” Jin suggested with a smile.

“O-of course,” you stuttered as you blushed madly over the thought of Jimin. Ever since Weekly Idol, you had grown to like Jimin even more. Not as a fan girl kind of thing, but in a really romantic way. You slowly sauntered out of the kitchen and made your way to Jimins room, where you lightly knocked on the door.

“Come in,” a voice mumbled from the other side of the door. Slowly you entered and you smiled a little.

“Jimin oppa, the others are waiting for you, and Jin has prepared a nice meal for us all,” you giggled lightly as Jimin stood up and stared at you wide eyed.

“(Y/N)! You’re here early?” Jimin asked shocked. You gave him a confused look.

“I said I’d be here in 20 minutes Jimin, what did you think I meant? 20 as in 8pm?” you laughed as Jimin slowly nodded clearly embarrassed as he miss read the text.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

“It’s fine Jiminie oppa,” you giggled as you took a hold of his hand. “Come on the others are waiting for us,” you spoke as you gently tugged him behind you, out of his room and into the living room.

“Oh my god! (Y/N) actually got Jimin out of his room!” Namjoon once again dramatically announced, making the others laugh lightly.

“Jimin hasn’t been out of his room all day, he missed you,” Yoongi playfully pouted as Jimin lightly punched his shoulder.

“Shut up hyung,” Jimin muttered, his cheeks red with embarrassment.

“Just tell her you like her already, it’s not gonna kill you,” Hoseok yelled, forgetting you were in the room, which had not went completely silent. Jungkook had left the match in overwatch, looking around, glaring at Hoseok for being so careless.

“Hyung! Why would you say that!” the maknae scolded the other boy. Hoseok looked down in shame at his mistake.

“It’s alright, I like Jimin oppa too. And yes… I-I mean more than a friend,” you muttered, looking down at the ground as you awkwardly stood still. Jimin looked at you wide eyed and quickly walked over to you taking a hold of you hands, making you look up at his gorgeous brown orbs.

“Really?” he asked, almost as if he didn’t believe you. Slowly you nodded and gave him a shy smile, as his grew bigger. Instantly he wrapped his arms around your waist lifted you up and spun you around on the spot making you both laugh.

“Yah! Put her down or you’re gonna break something!” Yoongi yelled in annoyance, before closing his eyes to go back to sleep.

“So! Does this mean you guys are official, cos me and Hoseok oppa have shipped you since Weekly Idol… which was like 3 months ago,” Taehyung giggled.

“I guess?” you asked looking at Jimin for approval. He grinned at you.

“Yup absolutely,” he laughed as both of your hands intertwined with each others. Jimin giving your hand a light squeeze, staring into your eyes.

“Right guys and girl! I have lunch prepared! So come and help me carry through the food,” Jin yelled as he began to bring through plates of food. Jungkook, Jimin and Taehyung charged for the kitchen while Namjoon and Hoseok followed behind.

“Yoongi oppa, you not going to eat?” you asked as you knelt down in front of the chair he was laying in.

“No I’m not hungry,” Yoongi mumbled.

“Come on, join in with us, you don’t have to eat but try and stay awake for us please?” you smiled. Yoongi’s cold glare softened at your words. All the members loved how thoughtful and caring you were towards them, so Yoongi nodded.

“Fine,” he grumbled, making you smile.

Finally when all the food was out and everyone began eating, Jimin laid his head on you lap, allowing you to gently play with his hair, making him calm. It had soothed him so much that in the end he ended up falling asleep, along with all the other members.


Your eyes widened when you woke up and looked at your phone which read 22:56. You went to get up only to have Jimin pull you back down.

“Just stay the night,” he mumbled.

“Are you sure that’s okay with the others?” you whispered.

“Yeah… They all… really like you…” he spoke, voice barely audible as he fell asleep once again. A small sigh escaped you lips as you got comfortable once again and closed your eyes to sleep. Jimin smiled when you decided to stay with him and keep him company. He truly was one lucky guy.

anonymous asked:

Hanzo and Genji reaction when their s/o have turned their phones ringtones as prank to "Puff the Magic Dragon" - song? Something funny and cute? <3

(Yesss that would be the best prank ever!)


“Puff the magic dragon lived by the sea and played in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee~”

He would be so embarrassed that such an unprofessional song was coming from his phone! Hanzo always feels like he has an image to uphold, well less than he used to be, but he doesn’t really like being flustered in front of people; he likes making good impressions. He’d scramble for his cell phone, fumbling with it in his hands as he desperately tried to answer it.

When he picked up, he heard his partner sing the next part, “Little Jackie Paaaaper, loved that rascal Puff! Hahaha!”

Hanzo’s just sighed in annoyance and facepalmed.

“Do ya like the new ringtone I gave you?” they giggled.

“When did you do this?” he groaned.

“You leave your phone lying around all the time, Hanzo, it wasn’t hard! So are you gonna keep it? The ringtone?”

“No,” was his blunt response.

He could practically imagine the indignant pout they were making on the other end, “But Hanzoooo, it reminds me of uuus. I love you so much, you’re my little rascal-y dragon,”

“What about me says rascal?” he deadpanned.

“Urgh, you’re such a killjoy, Hanzo,” they grumbled, “Fine, change the ringtone back if you want, but if you leave your phone unattended again…”

“I can assure you that won’t happen,”


He’d be a bit of a better sport about it. Pranks were one of his favorite pastimes when he was younger, and he was probably attracted to his s/o because of their clever and fun pranks. Still, he probably might think that just because he’s their lover, they won’t ever prank him. But, oh, how he was wrong.

When he first heard the silly kids’ song, he thought it was someone else’s phone–maybe Lena or Mei’s. But then it just kept going and going, and nobody was answering it. Finally, Mei timidly tapped on his shoulder and asked if he was going to get that. Wait, was that his phone? Pulling his cell phone out of his jacket, he saw that it was in fact his phone singing “Puff the Magic Dragon.”

Genji chuckled, knowing right away who the culprit was, and the culprit just happened to be the one calling.

“Hey babe,” he heard his s/o say on the other end.

“Nice ringtone you gave me,” Genji said.

“Ringtone? Oh, yeah!” they remembered, “I forgot I did that! I thought you would’ve noticed sooner that I changed it. Am I really the first person to call you since then?”

“I guess so,” he shrugged.

“Wellll, I hope you found it funny,” they giggled, “Cuz you’re like a little cutie dragon~”

It was times like this that Genji was thankful people couldn’t see his face.

“You’re not gonna change it, are you?” they asked.

“Ummm,” he mumbled, scratching the back of his neck.

It was a little embarrassing for an Overwatch agent to have a default ringtone like that…

“How about I save that ringtone for whenever you call?” he offered.

“Aw, that’s so sweet~” they sang, “Thanks so much, Genji! I love you!”

“Love you, too,” he sighed dreamily.