i bet they were so proud

sometimes i think about how jake is a pretty competitive, driven character (the bet with amy, the halloween bets with holt, the eps from earlier seasons where he’s always trying to do his best + win + prove his worth), but even from the start he never truly let that get in the way of his support and care for the squad and esp for amy. 

as early on as season 1/operation broken feather he wrote that recommendation letter for her because at the end of the day, he had her back, he respected her as a partner and a friend, and he wanted her to succeed. and that same support continued all the way to season 4, his line “i’ve always known you were gonna be my boss” was like. so representative of their dynamic and his love/respect for her, and how nothing else really tops that. 

he let go of the bet of who’s going to move into the other’s place because he cared about her more than winning it. when amy won halloween III even when he almost got in over his head, he was apologetic to her, then proud and happy to crown her the queen of the 99. 

esp. important i think seeing as he’s the main male lead of a comedy show in a central pairing/relationship, and he has never once felt truly threatened by her accomplishments, and never once genuinely put his own competitiveness or pride before her wellbeing. their relationship has never fallen to the “man unhealthily jealous/threatened by his girlfriend/wife’s accomplishments” or other countless similar tropes. he loves her and at the end of the day that’s what matters to him the most. and he knows she’ll make a great sergeant and we all know he’s going to be with her every step of that path. 

chasing amy: a masterpiece
  • this episode was such a blessing 
  • like
  • “ames” x2
  • “babe” x9104
  • amy using the shoulder nova
  • domestic peraltiago
  • “now it’s ready for me to braid again”
  • every single holt and terry scene
  • jake’s impression of amy
  • ROSA’S impression of amy
  • kylie
  • gina & boyle bonding
  • “i love her so much”
  • jake literally connecting a month and year to a specific place amy would be because he knows her so well and that roof meant so much to both of them
  • “you think that because you love me”
  • “remember last week when i boiled that egg” “that was big i was really proud of you”
  • trivia nights
  • “did you throw away my sombrero restaurant” 
  • scary amy
  • “your train will be departing in 45 minutes” …
  • “i’ve never seen him walk with such purpose”
  • “is it possible to enter the colour beige”
  • terry’s dancing
  • all the boyle’s
  • jake canonically being confirmed as being in love with amy since the bet
  • “i’ve always known you were gonna be my boss”
  • “i love you” “i love you too”
  • jake die-harding off the roof
  • “wait. you left your figurine behind for some reason. take it.”
  • “ all aboard the terry liner, next stop holt-sylvania”
  • tangtown
  • “gina you don’t have to do this” “yes i do, because you’re my brother”
  • “we used to have sex you know” “you don’t have to mention that every time”
I’m sorry we let you boys down..

I’m sorry no one noticed your cries for help. I’m sorry that no one stuck up for you when you needed them to the most.

I’m sorry that you felt the only way you could get people to listen was to cause harm and I’m sorry that you felt you had to cause harm because of how these people made you felt.

What you boys did wasn’t okay, I’m sure you know that by now. You’re probably looking at me right now thinking I’m just like the rest of them.

Dylan, Eric, I wish you had realized that if you held on for a couple more months everything would have been better for you, but I’m sure you realized that.

I’m sure you knew that well what if you had graduated? Would it stop? Oh no, you were too far into the plan by now. You couldn’t just get rid of all the bombs you had made and the guns you acquired. You went too far.

Dylan, you were excited for college. I know “another few years of the torment”, I know it just meant more school and more bullying but it could’ve been better for you, we can all see how much potential you had and that isn’t a lie. You were a handsome young man with potential to be something big, you would be so proud of how computers are now!

Eric, you were bright too. You had potential just like Dylan did and there’s a new Doom game out, funny right? I bet you didn’t realize your Doom levels would have so many views and so many people playing them. Does that make you happy? 

You boys left such an image on the world, you helped everyone recognize bullying, you helped bring up the conversations about school violence and mental health. You boys had so much potential but you threw it away for what? A little revenge on people you didn’t even really know?

Dylan, Eric, you were selfish. You shouldn’t have been bullied so badly, but what you did wasn’t okay and I’m not going to tell you that you did something good because you didn’t. You ruined families, you hurt the community, the country, the world. You hurt your friends. 

Your friends, you know the people who were there for you. You guys felt so alone but you didn’t realize you both had friends and you both had each other. You were so strung high on having friends that you didn’t realize how strong of a bond you both had, that was what was important.

I believe you should have suffered for what you did, I don’t think forever, but you should have had punishment. I hope by now the punishment is over and you’re smiling together playing Doom and watching all of us make fools out of ourselves. 

I hope you’re in your paradise, you have your freedom and you have your peace.

Rest easy.

Grammys: Josh Dun imagine

Y/N: Sorry this one’s kinda short, I just did a little drabble (but it’s longer than a series chapter) let me know if you want a part two maybe and I’ll whip something up ok love you guys!!! And btw some of these requests I’ve been getting lately are super amazing I love em I love you xoxo

Anonymous said:
Hi! Can I request a josh dun x reader where they’re at the Grammys and Josh goes with her and he is very happy to show her girlfriend to the world? Please 😁

*female reader

Staring at yourself in the mirror, you examined your dress, your makeup, your hair, everything about you. You had to look perfect. There would be millions of people watching you, eyes fixed on you, giving you the title of the girlfriend belonging to the one and only Joshua William Dun of Twenty One Pilots. And completely honest, you were not ready at all. Josh was handsome and hot and talented and famous and you were, well, you. Your smile faded away as you looked at yourself in the mirror, trying to take a deep breath and search for that lost self-confidence, closing your eyes and beginning to tell yourself you looked just fine when you felt two arms wrap around you, pressing a soft kiss to the back of your neck before resting on your shoulder and whispering in your ear. “You look absolutely gorgeous, y/n,” Josh murmured quietly before placing a quick kiss on your cheek. “Damn I don’t think I’m going to let you leave the house looking like that.”

“Whatever,” you giggled, turning around and looking up at him, both of you sharing a rather passionate kiss. When you pulled away, you stared into your eyes. “Really? I look okay?”

“Okay?” he raised his eyebrows. “You look absolutely stunning.”

“You sure?” you insisted.

“I swear,” he chuckled. “Gosh, I have to give it to Jenna, you do look really amazing in yellow.” It had been Tyler’s idea for the two of you to wear bright yellow dresses to match Josh’s new hair. While you seemed a little skeptical at first, Jenna insisted, saying it complimented your eyes, and even dragged you out to a shop for the day to go searching for the perfect one for you.

“The dress looks like Belle’s from Beauty and the Beast,” you nodded, twirling around in it once, the fabric flowing around your legs and Josh’s smile grew even wider.

“Exactly,” he grinned. “You’re a princess.”

“More like the beast,” you teased.

“Oh shut up,” he rolled his eyes, pulling you into a huge hug. “I’m not lying when I say you look like the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

“You’re too kind,” you smirked. “Now come on. Let’s hurry over there and kick butt! I bet you’re going to win more than one!”

“We’re lucky if we win one,” he laughed. “But I agree, we should head over.”

When you were both driving to the venue, you could feel something was off. Josh kept biting his lower lip, knuckles turning white because he was clenching the steering wheel too hard, or constantly darting his eyes around nervously. “You okay, babe?” you raised an eyebrow, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Huh?” he whipped his head around to look at you when he reached a stop light. “I’m okay.”

“You look nervous as hell,” you softened your eyes.

“I am,” he admitted. “I’m scared to death.”

“Don’t worry,” you soothed. “You look amazing, your music sounds amazing, and you guys are amazing. I know you’ll win.”

“Yeah, but everyone will be staring at me,” he mumbled. “A million eyes all watching me if I go up on that stage. Even if I don’t. I have this bright yellow hair and these gages and-”

“And they’re all tiny reasons that add up to why I love you,” you reminded.

“I feel like I’m going to look like a fool,” Josh whispered. “I mean, I already do in this tuxedo and bowtie.”

“Don’t say that,” you argued. “You look like Prince Charming. Perfect for a princess like me, right?”

“Right,” he smiled. “I just don’t want to mess up.”

“Sometimes I wish I could just punch your anxiety in the face,” you frowned.

“Yeah,” he sighed. “Me too.”

“Look sweetie, you’re going to do absolutely amazing,” you reassured. “And besides, I’ll be right there beside you. Got it?”

“Definitely,” he nodded, turning into a parking spot. “I don’t know what I’d do without you. Gosh, I can’t even believe we got this far.”

“I’m so proud of you guys,” you beamed.

“We’re just two guys from Columbus, Ohio. We were literally just playing in front of handfuls of people in a basement and now we’re selling out Madison Square Garden, being televised nationally, and now we have a chance at winning a Grammy. That’s absolutely insane,” he sighed, parking the car and staring at you. “I don’t even know how it happened.”

“I’m so happy for you,” you kissed him on the lips. “Ready to add another accomplishment to that long list?”

“You bet,” he agreed.

When you arrived, there was already plenty of people there. Luckily, you hadn’t spotted anyone else wearing such a bold shade of yellow, and it made you excited and happy. It wasn’t long before a teenage boy was running up to Josh, huge smile plastered on his face. “Hey, uh, I was wondering if maybe I could get an autograph, please?” he wondered, grinning up at Josh. “I’ve been listening to your music for years. I’m a huge fan.”

“Absolutely,” Josh nodded, receiving the marker and piece of paper he handed him.

“So who’s this lucky lady?” the boy asked.

“Oh, y/n?” Josh laughed, tugging you right at his side and wrapping an arm around your waist. “This is my lovely girlfriend.”

“Sweet,” the boy grinned. “She’s very pretty.”

“Isn’t she?” Josh beamed. “You know, before we came here she was being all flustered acting like she didn’t look good in this dress. Can you believe that?”

“Josh,” you turned red, stifling a chuckle.

“You guys are the perfect couple,” the boy laughed. “Thanks so much for the autograph, Josh.”

“No problem,” he reassured. He ran away happily and you slapped Josh on the arm.

“Why’d you say that?” you joked.

“What? Say that you’re beautiful?” he raised an eyebrow. “Because you are.”

“Flirt,” you smirked. “Come on, let’s go look for Jenna and Tyler.”

“Wait! Joshua Dun!” an interviewer raced up to the two of you, microphone in hand, a camera crew following close behind. “My name is Stacey. I’m a reporter here tonight, I was wondering if you would be open to sharing about the lovely lady you brought with you tonight possibly? She isn’t a familiar face, but she definitely will be remembered after tonight. That’s a lovely dress dear.”

“Thanks,” you blushed.

“This is y/n, she’s my girlfriend,” Josh presented you and thrust out his hands, waving them up and down as if he was selling a product or showing a prize on a gameshow. “She’s the only award I need tonight.”

“How sweet,” Stacey gushed. She shook Josh and your hand and then grinned back at the camera. “Look at these two love birds.”

“Love birds indeed,” he chuckled, giving you a kiss on the cheek. “But I think it’s time for us to fly away now.”

“Oh yes, you two run along. I think Tyler and Jenna are over by the red carpet,” she informed. “Good luck tonight!”

“Thanks so much,” Josh responded, linking his arm with yours and plastering on a smile. “Come on my little chickadee, we’ve got a lot more stuff to do before we win that Grammy.”

“Chickadee?” you giggled. “You’re awfully cheerful now.”

“I’ve got good vibes,” he shrugged. “Oh look! There’s Tyler and Jenna!”

“Where?” your eyes instantly darted around in search of the matching bright yellow, and when you saw her, your face lit up. “Goddammit she looks like a Queen.”

“You look better,” he whispered in your ear with a sly smile as you approached them both. You were about to protest but Josh was already unlinking his arm from yours, engulfing Tyler in a huge hug, and Jenna approached you with a huge grin.

“Oh my goodness gracious, y/n!” Jenna exclaimed. “You look like you just stepped out of a fairy tale, sweetheart.”

“Me?” you laughed. “Look at you!”

“She looks smoking,” you could hear Tyler whisper to Josh. “I could barely breathe when she walked out of the bedroom.”

“I know, same here,” Josh agreed in a low murmur. “She didn’t even notice me staring at her from the doorway. Dude, I was floored.”

“I don’t know but I think we should start doing more of these Grammy things if they’re going to look as hot as this,” Tyler teased.

“Hey!” Jenna snapped, giving him a playful tug on the ear. “You boys should work on your whispering skills. We can hear everything.”

“Then that just means you’ll know how much we think you look so freaking sexy tonight,” Tyler smirked, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her closer. “Right, babe?”

“Sure,” she rolled her eyes, planting her lips on his for a kiss. A couple flashes went off and Josh chuckled.

“Come on guys,” he laughed. “Let’s keep the PDA to a minimum.”

“Shut up,” Tyler narrowed his eyes when he pulled away from the kiss, squeezing Jenna’s hand before letting go. “I bet you guys are going to be all over each other by the time we sit down.”

“It’s the Grammys,” Josh argued. “We have to be well behaved.”

“Well behaved,” Tyler scoffed. “Like that’s something we know how to do.”

“You’re being so silly,” Jenna sighed.

“Just wait until we take our pants off,” Tyler winked. “Then it will get real.”

“What?” you and Jenna both exclaimed at the same time.

“Nothing,” Tyler reassured. “Just a joke.”

“It better be,” Jenna warned.

“Sure…” Josh smirked, leaving both of you curious of what the hell that meant.



Host: Give it up, or Maven-iac and Cal CALOOOOOORE!

Cal: You’re a bitch!

You’re a liar!

You should admit that you can’t even hold ya fire!

You’re alone,

So I’ll be crude,

I bet you know that I was first that Mare screwed!

Maven: Well maybe somethings you say are quite true,

But–to be frank–I am a better liar than you!

Now Mare’s crying cuz you left her alone,

Good luck with the crown now that you’re on your own!

Daddy can’t help you, are you so scared?

Without him behind you, you are impaired! *crosses arms*

Cal: What?

You think I’m not independent?

Yo mama was devastated cuz you were her descendant!

But I bet you’re happy now that they’re dead,

Your mind is free, so why are you filling with dread?

Everyone hates you!

The courts took you down!

I bet they wanted someone handsome for the crown! *gestures to himself*

Maven: Look at yo’self!

You think you should be so proud?


You’re even getting his receding hair-line!


Cal: Either way,

Mare liked it,

Cuz–guess what–I was the first she showed her cli…

Censoring: BEEEEEP!

Cal: I have the looks,

I hold the cards,

You thought she’d fall for you while she was held by prison-guards?!

Cuz you’re sad!

And you’re whiny!

Just cuz yo mama sometimes slapped you on your hiny!

Word. *drops mic*

[crowd goes wild]

do you love me?

au: based off ‘i have questions’ by camila cabello

warnings: cussing?

number one, tell me who you think you are.
you got some nerve, trying to tear my faith apart.

Listen to your heart was a familiar saying, one that was overused and cheesy, but moreover, completely untrue.

A heart was an organ, not a sensory nerve, it couldn’t ever tell you to do this or that. It was completely useless in the subject of love.

Y/N’s frowned deepened, sighing as she shut her locker and went about her normal schedule before the unrequited romance.

She should have listened. Not to her heart, not to her brain, but to the rumors that fled around the school about him. The Maori brunette with the free spirit and no regrets.

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Stay After Class

V/Kim Taehyung x Reader

Word Count: 2,010

Warnings: Sexual Content

A/N: I don’t know how this happened. It wasn’t even planned, it was impulse. BUT ANYWHOO I’ve been lazy when it comes to writing lately so please hold tight with this while I prepare new chapters of series’:)

This gif does not belong to me. Credit to the owner:)

Great. Another day to endure, sitting in front of Mr.Kim. You weren’t sure you could endure any longer. Like really, just looking him made you feel some type of way. His blonde hair always framed his face perfectly and when he styled it so that his eyebrows showed, there was nothing but heat. Everyone knew that he was attractive yes, but you barely said anything about it. Today was the day though. When you came in, you saw him at the board, wearing all black. Dammit, he must’ve done this on purpose. Your eyes trailed all over him, your thoughts filled with how good he looked. How sexy he looked.

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Let Me Touch Your Fire (3)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 1259

Warnings: Aaaaaaaangst. Like horrible life sort of backstory.

Summary: You’re a mutant who was experimented on by Stryker. He changed your mutation so instead of feeling others’ emotions and transferring emotions to them, you can now only transfer emotions and you feel nothing.

A/N: I have a final tomorrow what the fuck am I doing? Let me know if you want to be tagged. Also, Pietro is alive here.

Tagging: @imagine-that-100 @sexysamsungl @cassichaiser @sugakookiesandmochi

Permanent Tag List: @meganlane84 @mizzzpink @bringmetheemobands @kimistry27 @fireandicewillsuffice @vacam79 @amrita31199 @badassbaker @feelmyroarrrr @aekr @sexy-sea-basss @isaxhorror @actual-bucky-barnes-trash

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Scott McCall AU (part 2)


Plot: Any permanent mark your soulmate gets, you get. Along with a distinct, unique tattoo that appears after an important moment in your soulmate’s life, however, you have no idea how you get away clean

A/N: Sorry it’s late haha, but I actually really got into writing this part, so it’s kinda long (9 pages long). Also… I’m not sure how long this Scott series is going to last but based on how this one went, I’m betting not very long. Anyways, enjoy and give me some feedback! Also, just so you guys know I started part 3 last night!


“College weekend! Are you ready honey?” Your mom asked.

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First Time For Everything

Originally posted by frozen-delight

Request: Hey! Could you write a fic where you and Dean are together and when they have sex for the first time he’s really rough and doesn’t know she was a virgin. And when they’re “finished” he sees the blood and asks her about it and feels really bad for being so rough. So he does something really romantic for her and then fluffy fluffy fluffy smut? Really slow and sweet with cuddles and kisses and all the romance?

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 2,200ish

Warnings: language, smut

A/N: I love how sweet this one got…

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Bet Your Ass

Contribution @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash Negan challenge.   I know I am two weeks late (eek!)  I really did have some major health problems though.  Thank you for being understanding! 

I did an Anal story

Warnings:  Smutty, smut smut smut.  Dub-Con (More reluctance than anything else tho), Anal (Obv),

Pairing:  Negan/OFC

Words:  4700

Tags: @arkhamasylumpatient-blog1, @blondesouthsquad, @enchantingoblivion, @alyisdead, @dead-head-joker, @miiraal, @theonethatgotaway213, @marauderice, @kellyn1604, @megandrawsspace, @idonthavehusbandsihavelovers, @shanaatjelove11, @daintyunicorn, @mac5323,  @thecynicalnerd

                    “I win.”  The two words spewed out of the man’s mouth all night. 

                You tossed your cards down and went to stand up from the table as he pulled in all his chips.   

                “Quitting so soon?” Negan raised an eyebrow and looked away from his haul.   

                “Quitting?’  You scoffed.  “I don’t have anything left to bet. You won it all.” 

                You signaled to the three other men who were standing away from the table.  Even though you lost it all you were proud of coming in second tonight.  Negan was either the best bluffer in the world or the luckiest damn poker player who ever existed.  

                “A lady like you with your charms…I’m sure you’ve got something that would entice me to throw down.”  Negan gives you that billion dollar grin and you roll your eyes.  

                “I think one of your wives can take care of that for you.”  There is no playfulness in your voice as you walk away from the table. 

                “What a shame Y/N.” Negan’s voice gives you pause. “I never took you for a chicken.” 

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Summary 9

Summary of:  March 23rd. 2017(Hitman)


“No one is allowed to die this stream, got it?!“ -nissa1782, 2017

Ryan appeared in the chat to announce he was going to be late.  We were stunned by this news.  Really.

“Look, kid-down o'clock is a moving target when I’m here alone!“ -SortaMaliciousGaming, 2017 

“Are we talking typical Ryan late or epic game of Uno late?” -Me, 2017  

“We have to make sure to inform all the newcomers that Ryan will be late-please hold your shocked gasps. : P” -Me, 2017  

SageBailey:  @Allison0128 Yeah, he just lurks in the chat.                 

Allison0128:  @SageBailey He just wants to know all of the terrible things we say about him.

Me:  We only say terrible things about him when he’s playing games.: P

Tired Ryan is, according to him, as close to drunk as he will ever get.

Ryan is telling us how many things we will be feeling about the upcoming Heroes & Halfwits.

“Albus Cumberbatch, who did you kill?”  -nissa1782, 2017

The cots are back.

Ryan can barely talk.XD

“We are going places my verbal ineptitude has never gone before.” -Ryan Haywood, 2017


Ryan starts talking about his trip to Japan, and he just goes on and on about the food on the plane.XD

Aaaaaaand he’s already died in-game.

A family apparently just left their child next to him on the plane.

"Were they just like, ‘We bet this man is a father. Put the child here.'” -vivaciousWordsmith, 2017                 

“He’s mad like Hamlet, though when the wind blows southernly, he knows a hawk from a handsaw.” -rivertamsong, 2017

“Yes, the chat is amazing.  I’ve cultivated a pretty incredible community, and I think that owes as much to all of you folks-more to all of you folks-than it does to me, so you thank you all for being so inter-supportive and helping eachother out.  I’m really proud of everybody.” -Ryan Haywood, 2017 

Someone asked Ryan who he’d Fuck/Marry/Kill out of Gavin, Geoff, and Barney The Dinosaur.  Ryan doesn’t see why he has to limit himself to just one kill.

I firmly believe Ryan actually uses the chat donations to buy his exotic cheeses.  Everyone else does too, but they support this.

Ryan keeps failing and restarting before he can get killed.  I fully intend to count all these restarts as deaths.

"Can’t make an omelet without murdering a few innocent bystanders or whatever.” -rosinna18, 2017

Ryan played football in high school.  He was a cornerback in defense and a receiver in offense.  He makes sure to explain he played AMERICAN football, because he’s not very good at running, which you totally don’t have to do in American football.


Chat got bored waiting for Ryan to return and named his chair “Cher”.

When Ryan found out, he commented that he needs to get a new chair, and chat went nuts.


I hope everything works out, Xixius!

Me:  If I worked at AH, you know the first thing I would do?   Write "Uno” on a ping pong ball and slip it into the Rou-Let’s Play thing. 

nissa1782:  @SyberiaWinx You monster.   

Ryan is becoming increasingly less coherent as the stream goes on.  It’s a little funny. 

In an effort to draw out the target, Ryan tampered with the sinks, then had a meltdown when no one came to investigate.  He ended up killing the guard in a fit of rage.  

Ryan said my real name in the stream. : D  I think someone cheered it to him?  Thanks to whoever that was!  Can someone give me a timestamp if there was a cheer?

He ended up killing everyone BUT the target and died horribly.

…and then he learned he was doing the whole thing wrong.

Ryan is exhausted and barely coherent, but he refuses to go to bed, despite chat telling him he should.  He wants to accomplish something after streaming for three hours(Actually more like two hours).

The chat is so cute.  We’re all trying to convince Ryan to just go to bed, with efforts including threatening to take away his Xbox or turn off the stream.  He childishly pouted and refused at first, saying we couldn’t make him.  Then someone pointed out we felt like how he feels when he’s trying to get Eli to bed, and he finally relented.

Goodnight, Ryan.

Today’s Mission……………Sorta Successful?

Ryan tried to stop the stream with him falling out of his chair like he’d fallen asleep, but it didn’t work.XD  He’s such a dork.

Goodbye Internet - Part 3

Summary: After Dan dreams of Phil, he finds it harder to let go and is suprised by an unwanted visitor. 

Genre: Angst 

Warnings: Alcohol use

Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: Well here it is. Honestly this is shit because there was an emergency in my family and I rushed this to finish it. Maybe there will be a part 4, I dunno yet.

Part 1 , Part 2

“Dan you have to take care of yourself,” Mrs. Howell spoke softly as she filled a kettle full of water. Dan sat at the table half asleep with a tear stained face.

“I-I’m trying mum. It’s so hard,” Dan sniffled. “I see him everywhere, and he’s not even here anymore. Even in my dreams he’s there.” Dan kept dreaming of their wedding night after night for the last week and a half. It’s been a month since he moved from his flat in London and he thought this would get easier but it hasn’t.

Phil haunted him no matter how hard he tried to forget him. If a fan ran up to him despite him asking not to anymore they usually mentioned Phil. Sometimes he ran into that one fan that would tell them no matter if he comes back to YouTube or not they were proud and hoped he would be happy one day because he deserved to be even though he didn’t.

“Dan, honey,” she started, coming and sitting across the table from him, taking his hands in her own. “I know you miss him. Things happen for a reason. If you were that scared to marry him and you did this then, it was never meant to be sweetheart.” She sighs, her own heart heavy at the sight of her son so heartbroken. “I bet you’re on his mind all the time. You and him have been at the hip since the first time you went to see him. There’s no doubt in my mind that he doesn’t miss you to. The love that you two had doesn’t just go away in a couple weeks.”

Dan bit his lip and looked down a moment. His mom was right, there could be a chance that he missed Dan even if Dan never let himself believe that. “I doubt that he does after what I did to him. But what do you mean by the love we had?”

“Inseparable. That simple want and selfishness of keeping that one person to yourself even if you can’t have them. And when you would fight you would feel as if you’re falling back out of love didn’t you? But then by some miracle that feeling would crash back into each of you and it would be like you fell head over heels all over again.”

Dan sniffled, and laid his head on the cool table. He could feel his mom staring sadly at him, just as everyone else did when they saw him lately. It’s only been a little over a month since it all, since Phil found out and left, since Dan uploaded his last video. “It’s thinking your own world is over, once they’re gone. Dan, you’re making this so much harder on yourself. You’re allowing your own thoughts and feelings to take over, you have to try and control it. You can’t put a halt on it because you let someone you love slip away.”

Dan sighed and listened to the rain pour down as Mrs. Howell got up to take the kettle off and make some tea for them. Dan had been spending so much time here it was like he lived here again. “I-I’m going out.”

“Dan, honey, it’s raining.”

“It’ll hide that I was crying again.” He mumbled before getting up and walking out. Mrs. Howell sighed sadly again, watching him go.


Dan had been walking around for hours and ended up by a small lake. The lake was surrounded by small rocks which Dan spent 20 minutes skipping rocks, but stopped because he ended up remembering the small cheesy dates the two used to go on a long time ago. Trees had also surrounded the area. There was a shaky boat dock that led to the middle, where Dan was now.

Staring at the grey sky all he could do was think.

I’m sorry Phil.

Come back.

I miss you. I need you.

You were right to leave me.

Another tear slipped from his eyes. “I’m trying so hard Phil. Why can’t you just go away?”

Days go by. Days turn into weeks. Weeks eventually turn into months and Dan is worse than ever. He moved back to London and back into the same flat he shared with Phil. he didn’t want to but he missed the place. It was his home, whether Phil was there or not now.

Dan had one rule with himself, since no one bought the flat after he left, the place was still how it was, and that was he wouldn’t allow himself to open the door to Phil’s old room. It was empty, but the memories in there haunted him, just as Phil’s face haunted his dreams.

Dan heard his phone go off again as he now sat in the lounge, watching an anime he’d seen 50 times. Looking down his heart dropped for some reason.

Youtube: AmazingPhil has just uploaded a video: I’m Back!!

Dan stared blankly down at his phone, just thinking of how he couldn’t come back. He was scared and he doesn’t know if he ever won’t be. Turning off the anime he switched it over to YouTube, clicking on Phil’s new video.

“Hey guys!! So I’m back! I couldn’t do it. YouTube is just such a big part of me, as you guys are that I just had to come back.” Dan noticed how Phil’s smile was genuine, there were no hints of sadness anymore just happiness.

The video went on and Phil just talked about what happened once he moved back to Manchester. He showed his new apartment and Dan turned the video off.

“I hate you so much Phil,” he started crying. He wanted to forget Phil, but he couldn’t, he just couldn’t. The older boy was everywhere he looked, even in the songs he listened to. It was torturous almost. Dan had no grasp on it in order to stop it. Phil was everywhere and he just had to accept it. Dan cried and cried for hours, until he finally fell asleep.

“We did it,” Phil whispered and pulled back from Dan.

Dan shot up again, almost in tears. He wanted Phil to stop haunting his dreams. They were never getting married. It had been over 6 months since Phil left him and he left the internet. He needed to get over this and soon, but he couldn’t.


Phil came back two weeks ago to YouTube and Dan knew he uploaded regularly now. Dan was a bit happier, he could go a day at most without remembering Phil somehow.

He took another swig from the bottle in his hand, feeling the burning sensation as it traveled down his throat. His mind was cloudy and his heart was racing. The world spun around him as he layed down onto the floor and stared at the ceiling. A knock echoed the room and Dan ignored it. Whoever it was they would go away right? Wrong.

The front door opened and footsteps filled the air. Maybe whoever it was was a killer and Dan could finally forget.

Love was a strange thing. It took mere minutes to fall into, but what seemed like a lifetime to fall out of. Dan was falling back in and out. Once he thought he was okay with everything, he fell right back and was trapped in his mind and thought about Phil. It was something he hated but couldn’t control it. At least now, drinking he was numb and couldn’t feel a thing. Then he didn’t have a grasp on reality anymore.

“Dan?” a voice called out, muffled. Dan closed his eyes, hoping whoever it was would leave while hoping it was someone who would end his pain. “Dan?!” The voice yelled again, the footsteps getting heavier and closer. “Dan what are you doing??” the voice seemed to yell from above him.

Dan opened his eyes only to wish he hadn’t. His dull brown eyes were met with ones he’d never wish to see personally again. The cerulean blue eyes with swirls of green and yellow hovered above him. “P-Phil?” Dan noticed how his eyes were blank and tears filled his own. Squeezing his eyes shut he let the tears fall freely. His body no longer numb and his mind unclouded.

Part 4

  • what i say: i'm fine
  • what i mean: han says “take off that mask" and kylo ren DOES and you look at him and he’s so YOUNG and you realize that leia must have brought him to senate meetings asleep in a sling against her chest and han must have tossed him into the air and told him definitely exaggerated, questionably child-appropriate stories about his adventures and he probably fell asleep ages 5-12 using chewbacca as a pillow and i bet he annoyed the hell out of c3po and han looks at him now - maybe he tried to think of him as dead, but he can’t, that’s his son, that’s still his SON - and sees his child and because he sees it you see it and HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT just how much leia organa has lost in her life?? she built a new family after her family, her whole planet, was destroyed - only to lose that as well. she built a new republic only to watch everything threatened with destruction all over again. she told han to bring ben home and now han will never come home but she's still standing, still leading, because that's the only thing she knows how to do and now the ot trio will never be reunited and have you thought about how
Tips for Learning Languages

For anonymous (this is my last post for your message - I promise - I bet you didn’t expect to get this much of a response). 

Again, under the keep reading - just scroll past if you don’t want to read it. I write a lot, I talk a lot. You only wish you were one of my roommates so you can hear me talk all the time out loud: to them, to myself, to the walls. 

I still remember years ago a little boy that told me I would have a boyfriend if I just didn’t talk so much (dear little boy: I am still single. I am proud and happy to be single. Do not force upon me your socialized concept that people can only be happy in relationships.)

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Carrie Underwood Starters

“That lipstick on your collar, well, it ain’t my shade of pink, and I can tell by the smell of that perfume, it’s like forty dollars too cheap”

“All those midnights sneaking in. I’m late again, oh, I’m so sorry”

“I’ll tell ‘em every little detail, how you drug me through the mud”

“I’m gonna string up your old button-down and slide it on the porch”

“All the Ajax in the world ain’t gonna clean your dirty laundry”

“Broke as hell, but blessed with beauty”

“Fold your hands and close your eyes”

“Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats”

“Right now, she’s probably saying “I’m drunk” And he’s a-thinking that he’s gonna get lucky”

“I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl”

“You better take it from me, that boy is like a disease”

“And you’re wondering why you can’t get free”

“You better run for your life”

“I see that look on your face”

“You ain’t hearing what I say”

“And I know how it ends”

“He’ll tell you nothing but lies”

“Don’t let him mess with your mind”

“He’ll tell you anything you want to hear”

“Cause I can’t do this on my own”

“So give me one more chance”

“There’s some things that I regret”

“I’m thankful, for every break in my heart”

“There’s mistakes that I have made”

“The past can’t be rewritten”

“And you just gotta move on”

“If I were you, I’d place my bet”

“No, I don’t mind being with everyone else”

“I want you to myself”

“Why, why you gotta be so blind?”

“Won’t you open up your eyes?”

“You better get to getting on your goodbye shoes and go”

“just a fool to believe you can change the world"

“For a dime a day, you could save a life”

“The world’s so big, it can break your heart”

“Tell me have you lost your mind?”

“I got served a little bit too much of that poison”

“Last night, I did things I’m not proud of”

“And I don’t even know his last name”

“My momma would be so ashamed”

“I had no clue what I was getting into”

“I’m not sure how I got here”

“There’s just one little problem”

Zach Werenski - The Jersey Switch

anon request: Love your writing! So I was wondering if you could write a Zach Werenski one where the reader plays hockey for Ohio state and Zach goes to the game in something related to OSU but he’s seen by his teammates or something and they won’t let him live it down? Sorry if it’s too specific!

i absolutely love zach werenski and i hope this was what you were looking for. i really did enjoy writing this and i love when you guys give me scenarios with your imagine request becaus eit gives me and idea of what you want. 

next up should be an auston matthews imagine!!

requests are open:))

Originally posted by phillymyers

it was game day. not for zach but for me. zach werenski was a professional nhl player and i played for my collage team. “babe” zach said taking seat next to me. i hummed in response taking a sip of my protein shake, trying to mentally prepare myself for the game in a few hours.

“your such a great girlfriend and you always support me and i just feel like i’m not good enough” zach mumbled running his hands roughly through his hair and leaned his elbows on his knees. that really caught my attention, we were always so busy with zachs schedule i don’t make a big deal about it when he can’t make it to my games.

i rubbed his back and he slowly looked behind him at me, his sad green eyes met my y/e/c eyes. “it’s okay zach” i smiled softly at him. “but now that you mention it, i do have a game today” i gave him a grin but his face fell once more.

“i’m such an ass! i didn’t even know that” he fell back on the couch. i put both of my arms around him and payed on top of his pulling both of his hands from his face. “don’t you ever” i said sternly. “ever!” i repeated a bit louder. “doubt yourself, you are my boyfriend and you support me as much as i need you too, i think your better than good enough zachary werenski.”

i kissed his lips and then got up off of him,

but i pulled him with me. “come here” i pulled him out to the garage where my hockey equipment was. i looked at him and i smiled at his adorably confused face. i searched through my bag and pulled out my red jersey.

“y/l/n, number nineteen” zach smiled at the jersey. “my game starts at 4:30, i better see those gorgeous green eyes in the crowd” i kissed him quickly then i bent down to grab my bag. “trust me i’ll be the loudest one there” he smiled his mood obviously brighter.

i looked at my phone time and it said 1:30, “i have to go but ill see you after the game” i said to zach while i put my bag and three sticks in the trunk of my jeep wrangler. “good luck baby” he walked up to me wrapping me in a big hug. “score me a hatty” he poked my face playfully which i laughed loudly at.

“definitely, then ill yell that was for zach” i nodded while leaning into his touch as his arms stayed wrapped around me. “okay i have to go for real now” zach nodded and released me from his embrace but right after he gave my bum a slap.

“watch it werenski” i looked back at him but he just stood there smiling proudly. i pulled out of the garage and waved bye to him, my jersey lay tightly in his hand as he waved. i drove to the arena while listening to my pump up list, i just couldn’t help being excited that zach was coming to watch me play. i can’t remember the last time he came.

i walked into the dressing room with a big smile on my face that wasn’t able to come off. usually before games i was emotionless so this was a huge change and the girls obviously took a realization to this. erin while i was closest with on the team immediately spoke up.

“look here ladies!” she shouted. yeah dressing room got quiet and one of the girls spoke up as if this was rehearsed. “ what is it erin?” katie asked. “y/n i actually smiling before a game” erin poked my side as i shook my head at all of the mm pretending not to hear.

“is it a boy?” dani asked. alex gasped, “is it zach?” she said quickly which gained all of the girls attention. “zach is so dreamy” erin nodded. “too bad he never comes to watch” katie sighed and began getting out some clothes to do some stretches in.

“zachs coming” i mumbled. “why was that?” kassidy smirked from the other side of the room then maddy joined in, “yeah we can’t hear you from back here” they both nodded in unison. “zach is coming!” i said loudly and everyone began cheering.

“the dreamy eyes” lauren said. “and the black hair” olivia joined in. “oh and the big biceps” julianna said. i looked over at her and she leaned back, “i know he’s taken but i can still admire with my eyes” she laughed pointing to her blue eyes. we all broke out into laugher.

“shut up and stretch your goons” i shook my head at them smiling and i began to get dressed myself.

after stretching and juggling the soccer ball around and throwing a football we were told to head back to the dressing room to begin getting dressed. “so how excited are you that zachs finally coming to see you play” erin asked from beside me. i shrugged slightly, but then smiled.

“i’m making him wear my jersey.”

and he did. and he was the loudest one out there.

i could see zach, my parents, and obviously alex wennberg zachs partner in crime. i shook my head at them laughing as the two boys goofed off right in front of the glass. when erin skated past the two zach hit the glass hard and caught her attention waving at her while alex just started in awe. i can only imagine she was blushing.

i skated up to the glass and jumped into it making alex and erin stop their starring contest and convert zachs attention to me. i was directly in front of zach and i could see alex from the corner of my eye with his phone out.

here my wonderful boyfriend was sporting my jersey at my game and he actually seemed to be enjoying it. i love him so much, who else would wear my jersey. i had to get back to warmups so i waved bye to the boys and pulled erin away with me.

“he is beautiful” erin smiled to herself. “good now we can stop hitting on my boyfriend” i laughed at myself and then focused, i shot a hard puck at the boards. “erin focus we have to win, and just think what alex will say when he sees that your beautiful and a fantastic hockey player” once i said that it was as if a lightbulb went off in her head.

“y/n your a genius” was the last thing she said before we got seriously into warmups.

before i knew it, it was puck drop. i placed my stick at center ice ready to play some good hockey. when the black rubber hit the ice i quickly hit it with my stick to one of my defence men and from there it was a great game.

the final score happened to be 5-3 and i sadly didn’t score zach the hatty he would have liked but i scored two goals and assisted erin on a beautiful goal herself. after the game zach as was still wearing my jersey which brought an even bigger smile to my face.

“you were amazing!” zach said loudly grabbing me and spinning me around in the air. i laughed, once he put me down i pulled him in for a deep meaningful kiss. “that was even better than your performance” he smiled grabbing my waist and pulling me in for another kiss.

“i really like this jersey” i bit my lower lip while i smiled at him. “that lip bite has me wrapped around your finger” he mumbled. “but holy two goals your showing me up!” he said loudly once again. zach went from extremely sexy to playful in an instant.

“oh please! i did show you up.” i said loudly back to him as we walked out of the arena and into the car. the next morning i woke up without zach by my side due to his morning skate, ours was around 1:00 and it was only 11. zach would be home any minute.

i got up and began making breakfast, while waiting for my egg whites to finish i was scrolling through instagram only to see alex posted the picture of zach and i looking at eachother through the glass, and you could see my last name on his back.

‘a relationship like this’ was the caption. it was one of those pictures where there was more than one so i swiped to the left to see almost an identical picture of me looking at zach in the stands with his last name on my back.

i left a comment then turned off my phone at the sound of the front door opening. a very grumpy zach walked through. “well who pissed in your corn flakes?” i laughed at the adorable pout on his face.

“all of the guys were chirping me for wearing your jersey, you can’t do anything with out them saying something” he crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair.

“were you proud to wear that jersey?” i asked him grabbing his hand in mine from across the table. “yes i was truly so proud” he said. zachs facial expression immediately changed into a happy one.

“than that’s all that matters, i’m sure any of the guys would have done it for their girls. i bet alex will be doing it for erin soon anyway” i smiled and pulled him in for a kiss.

“i am so proud” zach smiled, although his eyes were still closed from the kiss he looked adorable. “thank you” i smiled. “what the hell is that smell?” zach asked.

“shit! i burnt the egg whites” i laughed and quickly threw them in the garbage. “that’s my girl” zach laughed and i just rolled my eyes at him mumbling something along the line of “asshole.”


pairing: hamilcast x reader angst

word count: 1700

warnings: death

prompt/request: “I wanted to request a platonic cast fix! Could you please do one where you play Angelica/Alex and you find out just before you go on for It’s Quiet Uptown that a family member has passed away? And after the cast help you out maybe xx 😘” from an anon!

a/n: i tried really hard, anon, i did, but i struggled a lot writing this one. i did want to get it out for you, though, so this is it - i really hope that it doesn’t disappoint. enjoy!  

Text from Mom, 9:12 pm

Your dad passed.

He had been sick for years, your dad; always in the hospital, always plugged into one machine or another, almost always asleep. You visited him as often as you could, but with a life as hectic and as busy as yours, how could you find the time? This is what you told him when he first got sick, you said, “Dad, I won’t be able to see you when I’m working all the time.” You had even tried convincing him to let you quit your jobs and spend every day with him. You said he mattered more to you than any role. But, as always, he fought back, saying that you had dreamed of being on Broadway your entire life and your happiness mattered more to him than his own. You argued for three whole days until eventually you gave in. 

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