i cheated yes i know but shut up

“You have brought me flowers everyday for the last two weeks. You can stop. Take them to her.” You said trying to close the door
“Please take them.”
“I don’t want them anymore. They only remind me of the heartache. Don’t ruin flowers for me the way you have ruin my thought on love.”
“Damn it Y/N that’s not fair.” Jax said
“It’s. Not. Fair!”
“I don’t want to fight.”
“Well, I didn’t want you to leave me for her.”
“I made a huge mistake.”

You had started dating Jax about six months after Tara died. You knew when you started dating what had happen. You never asked him to love you more then her. You never tried to be her. But what you weren’t counting on was him to run to Wendy and cheat on you.

“Jax I can’t do this. I’ve always had Tara hanging over us and I never said anything because she was your true love and the mother of your boys. I can’t compete with a dead women, but you turned to Wendy instead of being with me. Between Tara and Wendy there is no room for me.” You said know crying.

“I was so wrong. I was scared. The way you loved me. It scared the fuck out of me Y/N. The thought that you could and were making me happy scared me. I’ve lost so much. Then I meet you and I didn’t think anything of it besides I enjoyed your company. Then it got where I thought of you before I went to bed. Then when I woke up you were on my mind. Then the boys asked about you. Then I realize I love you and this wasn’t a love I have felt before..” He paused for a second to see if you were still listening.

“I ran to Wendy in a impulse of trying to screw thus up. I don’t think I deserve happiness. I’m not a good man Y/N, but I love you. I love you so fucking much it physically hurts without you.”

“I love you to Jax, but you cheated on me. How can I trust you won’t again? I want all of you the good and the bad. I said yes to you. In so many ways. I’m not going to walk out when it gets tough. I know what I’m walking into.”

Walking up to you and shutting the front door.
Putting his hands on your face and wiping a way a tear with his thumb. When you didn’t move he leaned down to kiss you.

“I want to be happy Y/N. Once more chance is all I ask.”

“All I can do is try Jax, but I make no promises. Not yet.” You said kissing him back.

Don’t Let Me Go Pt.2

Warnings; sad spencer, violence, mentions of blood and wounds, cursing, angst and sad fluff at the end


SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!! I had a messy day and I start school tomorrow again so I decided to get this out quick before I had to go back. Anyways, here is the much requested part two ! I hope you all enjoy it and it lives up to expectations :’) much love <33333 (sorry for any mistakes !!)

Tagged peep; @skeletoresinthebasement


Spencer walked into the sheriff’s department with JJ following closely behind. It was chaotic as everyone rushed around and phones rang within seconds of each other.

“What did we miss?” JJ asks as a frowning Hotch comes towards them. “Was there another murder?”

“Not yet,” Hotch sighs. “The unsub totaled Morgan and Y/N’s squad car. He took her.”

For the first time that day, the mention of Y/N’s name sparked full attention in Spencer. JJ looks over at him as tears begin to pool in his eyes.

“H-Have you guys found them?” Spencer asks worriedly.

“We’re working on it,” Hotch says sympathetically. “Fortunately, Y/N has her phone on her and we’re hoping Garcia can trace it.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Spencer begins wracking his brain with solutions and thoughts on how he could save the love of his life, but he kept coming up empty.

“I’m sorry, Reid,” Hotch shakes his head, “but there is nothing we can do right now except to wait on Garcia.”

JJ frowned as she put a hand on his shoulder in a small attempt to get him to calm down.

“She’s going to be okay, you know that right?” JJ says and Spencer shakes his head.

“I-I don’t know,” Spencer sputters out. “Before you called, we had gotten into an argument and I kind of left things unresolved. I know how she is and I know she gets really drained when I ignore her the way I do, and I don’t know why I do that to her when I know it hurts her. What if when she wakes up, she won’t have the energy to defend herself because of me.”

“Spencer, look at me,” JJ puts her hands on Spencer’s shaking arms and makes him face her way. “Y/N is a trained agent and an exceptional profiler, she knows what to do and how to survive. If anything were to slow her down, my guess is that it would be to any injuries she got in the crash.”

Spencer tries to blink away the tears, but they keep coming right back up.

“Excuse me,” he mutters as he tears himself away from JJ’s grip and hurries outside of the building.

His mind was racing with the endless possibilities of how you could be hurt or how long you have to live. On top of being kidnapped by a sadistic serial killer, you also had unattended injuries that were bleeding out and being exposed to bacterias.

As Spencer stood outside, kicking rocks on the ground, tears falling down his face, and a heavy weight on his chest, he noticed a police car pull up to the sheriff’s department. Morgan quickly jumped out of the passenger side of the car, his left arm in a sling and a bandage on his cheek bone that was adorned with smaller cuts around it.

Derek looked around the parking lot and frowned deeply when his eyes landed on the broken genius by the curb.

“Reid!” Morgan calls and scuffles towards him.

“How did it happen?” Spencer gulps as he looks at Morgan with a small disappointment, somewhat blaming this whole thing on him. Morgan sighs and gives him an ‘are you sure?’ look and Spencer nods.

“We were on our way to the coroner’s and at a stoplight, Y/N noticed a car that fit the one we had for the unsub. At first, I thought she was crazy because it was gone before I noticed it, but then it hit us.”

“Where did it hit?”

“Once in the back, twice on her side,” Morgan looks down in sadness. “I tried getting us out of there. When I woke up, I saw them. She put up a hell of a fight with all those wounds-”

“Shut up!” Spencer snaps as he presses his hands to his ears. Dismay fell over him at the details of Derek’s explanation.

“Kid, I promise you we will get this son of a bitch,” Morgan assures him. “I got his plate numbers and we’ll be at his house soon.”

As if it were on cue, Emily stepped out of the building with JJ, Rossi, and Hotch following behind.

“Guys, we’ve got an address,” Emily announces to the two men. “If we wanna save Y/N, we have to go now.”


Your eyes began to adjust in the dimly lit room,  and then your body followed. You tried to get up or move only to realize that you were strapped to a chair. The second you moved a limb, a sharp pain struck you in the stomach and thigh causing you to let out a scream.

Panic begin to set in as you remembered the events that led you here. Flashes of glass shattering, the world spinning, and a pair of black boots clouded your thoughts.

“Ah, you’re awake.”

Speaking of the devil.

A dirty looking, drug abusing man came out from the shadows. The closer he stepped towards you, the more you could smell the must and alcohol radiating off of him.

“Please don’t hurt me,” You yelp. “I guarantee you that when you’re caught, and you will be, you will not get special treatment. Especially when you’re charged with the murder of an agent.”

“I’m not going to get caught, darling,” he snickers as he reaches forward to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. You moved your head away the second his skin came in contact with yours. Angry with your reaction, he wraps a hand behind your neck and pushes your head towards him. “I’ve been killing women like you for years. Dozens. Even if they were to catch me, they have no evidence. I’ve made sure of that. So what makes you think they’ll catch me? You’ll be dead before you could speak.”

“Because you were messy with my capture,” you chuckle slightly. “You rammed into a government vehicle, leaving the imprint of your truck all over it. My partner woke up before you took me meaning he probably wrote down your license plate. And honestly, if you were as smart as you made yourself out to be - you would have patted me down to remove any technology on me. I’m surprised you didn’t notice, but I’ve had my unit chief on the phone and I’ve been stalking my so-called death by distracting you with a conversation.”

“You bitch,” he sneers.

“A man’s ego will often get the best of him,” you tease. The sound of sirens coming from every direction of the house caused your heart to flutter with hope. You knew they would save you.

The unsub let out a growl as he turned your chair around to undo the ropes around your arms and legs.

“Good thing I injured you pretty bad,” he comments. “Or else you’d be fighting back by now.”

He pulled you up from the chair and a pain filled yelp left your throat as your muscles contracted under your wounds.

“FBI!” Hotch broke through the door, letting a ray of sunshine into the room followed by someone equivalent to that. A very scared Spencer entered the room, his eyes scanning over the situation and you.

“Daniel, we know why you’re doing this,” Spencer began.

“You don’t know anything,” the unsub, Daniel, spits. You feel a cool metal being pressed against your temple and you momentarily feel your heart speed up.

“Yes, I do,” Spencer begins to panic. “Someone who looks a lot like Y/N, broke your heart. Kate was the love of your life, and she just cheated on you like you meant nothing.”

“Shut up,” Daniel yells. The gun began to dig deeper into your skin as Daniel got angrier.

“Spencer,” you cry out as Daniel tightens the headlock you’re in.

“Oh I see what’s going on here,” Daniel laughs sinisterly. “She’s your girl?”

Spencer said nothing as he watched you with a pained expression as you struggle in the man’s grip.

“Daniel, we have the house surrounded,” Hotch warns. “If you do anything to harm her, you will be shot down.”

“Does this count as harming her?” He questions as he turns his head towards you and begins kissing your cheek.

“Stop!” You yell as you elbow him in the stomach. For a split second, your out of Daniel’s grip - and a second is all it takes for everything to go downhill. You watch as a rage overtakes his features, you messed up. You triggered him by rejecting him and that’s all that took him to turn him into a loose cannon. The gun in his hand was pointed towards you and as you heard Spencer’s yells, the room filled with the sound of three triggers being pulled and bullets being released. One came in contact with your chest, and the other two struck Daniel in the torso.

Everything sounded muffled and nothing looked clear as you let your head hit the ground. The black spots in your vision began appearing, but before everything went completely dark, you watched a broken Spencer fall to the ground beside you and gather you up in his arms. You couldn’t feel it, but you felt the flutter in your heart every time he was near - and then there’s nothing.


Spencer sat in the cold and uncomfortable chair right beside your bed. His leg was jumping in all sorts of directions and his head was buried in his hands.

A punctured lung, a burst appendix, and a deep wound in your thigh.

Spencer had tried convincing himself for the past two weeks that he sat in this hospital that you were going to be okay, but his mind kept telling him that you wouldn’t.

People came and go. Your room was filled with balloons, stuffed animals, and cards written in love. Spencer had been there since you arrived. Sitting by your bedside, praying to anything that would keep you alive.

A very sad JJ walked into the room with Derek following behind.

“Spencer, you know she wouldn’t want you killing yourself over here,” JJ suggests sadly, “why don’t you go home and rest.”

“No, I’m not leaving,” Spencer quickly interjects.

“You’ve been here every day, kid,” Morgan frowns. “You haven’t eaten, hell I don’t think you’ve slept.”

The two agents worried for their friend’s health. His eyes were rimmed with red, decorated with the dark purple bags sitting under his eyes. His cheek bones were much more prominent and his cheeks were hollowed and spiked with scruff.

“I don’t want to leave her,” Spencer cries.

“I know,” JJ wipes away a tear of her own before walking over to the hunched over man and placing a hand on his cheek in a comforting way. “She’s been like this for too long, Spence. I  know this sounds horrible, but she’s suffering and maybe if we find the strength to let her go, then maybe she can finally be in peace.”

“No, no,” Spencer lets his head fall onto the bed, his hand reaching over to interlock with yours. “I can’t.”

“We’ll leave you to it,” Morgan adds quietly.

When JJ and Morgan are fully out of the room, Spencer takes the time to try and compose himself for you. He looks up at your face, covered in bruises and small cuts.

“I’m sorry this happened to you,” he begins tearfully. “I’m sorry that you’re on life support. I’m sorry that I let the unsub get you. I’m sorry that I couldn’t save you in time. I’m sorry that I’m so selfish that I can’t let you go. But most of all, I’m sorry that I didn’t fix us before you ended up like this.”

Spencer looked down at the white bed sheets where your hand and his lied, entwined with each other. He brings the pair to his forehead and closes his eyes.

“But I have to do right by you,” he sniffles. “If you want me to let you go, I will. But please, of you’re somewhere in there and you can somehow hear me, give me a sign. Give me a sign, and I promise I will never ignore you the way I did, ever again. I promise you will spend every day, loved. Please, Y/N, give me something. I love you.”

Little did he know, that his words of courage spoke to the empty void you found yourself in. And somehow, with any strength and brain activity in you, you managed to give his hand a light squeeze.

A sharp intake of breath leaves Spencer’s lips as he looks at your hand in his. A second squeeze came from you to reassure him that he didn’t imagine it.

“Nurse!” Spencer desperately calls out. As nurses begin to rush in, Spencer leans in to kiss your cheek. “I won’t let you go.”

The nurse calls in the doctor to point out the sudden miracle of you breathing on your own. Spencer felt a twinkle in his heart that he hadn’t felt in the past two weeks, a twinkle of hope.

He knew you would be okay.

Love Affair Part 12

Beginning: Love Affair Part 1


Love Affair Part 12

Chapter 23

“So who is it huh?” Danny said as he kept a hold of me while I struggle against him. “Who’s the fucker that you been fucking around with?” I started yelling for Negan. “What was that? Negan? Is that his name?” 

I kept fighting to break free as I trying to scream for Negan. Danny kept a firm grip on me as he shook his head. He had so much anger in his eyes, I never seen him like this before. I kept hoping, prayer, Negan would come inside soon. 

“Is it mine?” Danny said and I looked at him confuse. “Is it my baby?” 

What the hell do I say? Do I tell him the truth and say no? What if I do and it sets him off even more. Do I lie and say yes? What if it starts more problems and he still sets him off? I started begging Danny to stop before he hurts the baby. I saw his eyes soften for a moment and they slowly tear up.

“Is there a chance it could be mine?” Danny said started breathing heavy. “There is a chance, isn't’ there? Yeah there is a chance.” He nodded his head. “We did fuck a little over a couple months ago in the shower. Twice if I remember correctly.” He smiled at me. “Does your little fuck boy Negan know it could be mine? Does he fucken know if could be mine?! Won’t we go find him and tell him together shall we?”

Keep reading

But has anyone thought about all the kids learning to live with each other’s BAD HABITS like:

- “You leave your socks everywhere and I’m about to slam dunk you in a hamper” 

- “I keep avoiding the dishes because you always make me do them again for doing them wrong in the first place”

- “Stop being an ass by playing obnoxious music while other people are studying”

- “Why are there???? Books everywhere???”

 - “Who keeps tracking mud in without wiping their shoes because they’re gonna be the one scrubbing”

- “Whoever keeps snoring through five walls is going to be introduced to death by smothering”

- “Whoever sheds that much hair needs to see a doctor wtf”

- “Someone keeps eating all the instant ramen that is MY FLAVOR and they’re going to die a slow painful death”


- “You know way more about Llamas with Hats than any normal person does, should I be concerned”




- “…do I wanna know about the slippers.” 

- “…on second thought no, I really don’t want to hear about how much you passive aggressively hate your neighbor”

- “Nobody vacuums at FIVE IN THE MORNING”

- “Shut up about your crappy Sci-Fi movie, it’s my turn for the big TV and I’m watching my stories”

- “Everyone needs to put their cups in the sink right now or I’m hiding all the cups” 

- “Yes this meme is funny but it doesn’t have to have a WALL devoted to it”

- “You cheat at Mario Kart and are now forever banned” 

- “I love all those animals your rescue but 1) they can’t live with us and 2) THEY CAN NOT LIVE IN MY ROOM”

- “You always say the same damn phrase when you wake me up and now I have a Pavlovian response to HATE that phrase”

 Like just 

Bad habits

Not What It Looks Like!

Jack tried his best to not get too jealous when it came to Joe, and he liked to think he was getting better at it, after all, they had been together for five years now.

But there was still one person that he couldn’t control his jealousy around, not when Joe was still so close to him, and had left their past relationship so vague.

Caspar Lee.

Which really, was unfair to Caspar, because Jack did like the South African, and considered him a good friend.

But when he and Joe hung out….well, Jack thought his boyfriend was different with Caspar, acted in a way that he didn’t around anyone else, not even Jack. And that didn’t sit right with him at all.

So when he walked in to the room to see Joe and Caspar pulling apart quickly, their cheeks flushed, Jack couldn’t help the burst of jealous anger that glared up in his chest.

“It’s not what it looks like!” Joe blurted out, “I swear!”

“Then please, explain.” Jack bit out, crossing his arms as he narrowed his eyes at Caspar, who shifted slightly under the gaze.

“We were…well, we…” Joe stumbled over his words, his hands flailing in front of his as his eyes darted over to his former roommate before falling back on his boyfriend.

“Ah, yes,” Jack drawled, “It all makes so much sense now!”

“I…I mean, well….we….Caspar?” Joe finished weakly, pleading silently for help with the explanation.

“We weren’t doing anything!” The blonde said quickly, fiddling with the end of his shirt, “We were….well, we….”

“Any time one of you actually wants to tell me what you were doing would be just grand,” Jack shifted his gaze over to Joe, but his boyfriend had his eyes locked on the floor.

Neither of them offered anything else, and that stung Jack. Because apparently his jealousy was right for once.

“Fine. I see how it is.” Jack nodded once spinning on his heel and storming out of the room, very aware of when Joe didn’t come after him.

Hours later there was a knock on the front door, and after pausing the movie he had playing, Jack pushed himself off of his couch and made his way over to the door, swinging it open.


“What are you doing here?”

“Can we talk?” Caspar asked softly, his eyes shining nervously.

“Actually talk? Or just let you splutter out random words?” Jack snapped, softening when the other man flinched back. “Fine. Come inside.” He turned away from Caspar and headed back into the flat, leaving the door open.

Flopping into the corner of his couch, Jack watched Caspar shuffled over, taking a seat gingerly on the other end.

“I’m sorry.”

“What do you have to be sorry for?”

“We really weren’t doing anything.”

“Then why isn’t Joe here explaining that to me?” Jack shot back.

“Because he thinks you’re mad at him.”

“Should I be mad?”

“No.” Caspar shook his head quickly, “You have no reason to be mad.”

“Then why couldn’t either of you tell me what the hell was going on?!”


“For crying out loud,” Jack sat up on the couch, “Caspar, just spit it out! If Joe is cheating on me with you, than just bloody tell me so I can end things!”

“What!” The blonde’s eyes widen, “No! You can’t break up with Joe!”

“If he’s cheating on me I’m not going to stay with him.”

“He’s not cheating on you!”

“Then what was he doing with you that neither of you seem to be able to tell me?!” Jack fires back.

“He was asking me for help on proposing to you!” Caspar finally shouts, his mouth snapping closed instantly.

Jack can’t do anything but blink, shocked by the words that just came from the man sitting across from him.

“Shit,” Caspar muttered, “You weren’t supposed to know that.”

“He….he’s proposing?”

“Yes….oh gods, you don’t want to marry him do you? Shit! I need to stop it then. He’ll be heartbroken.” Caspar starts to ramble, “He was so excited, but nervous, because he wanted everything to be perfect. You’ve been together years, so he figured you wanted too, and apparently you have both talked about it, but if you don’t want—“

“Caspar!” Jack cut off the blonde quickly, “Shut up!”


“You don’t have to stop anything,” He smiled, “I just…well, you saw where my mind went. I thought he was bloody cheating! Not proposing!”

“But, you want to marry him?”


“Really?” Caspar perked up at that.

Laughing, Jack nodded, “We’ve been together for nearly five years. We live together. And I love that man with all of my heart. Of course I want to marry him!”

“Oh good,” Caspar sat back against the couch, “That’s a relief. But you can’t tell him you know!”

“I won’t, don’t worry.”

An hour after Caspar leaves, Joe finally comes home, hands in the pocket of his hoodie, a sheepish smile on his face.

“Hi,” He smiled over at Jack.

“Hi, babe.” The younger man dropped a quick kiss on Joe’s lips before continuing to plate the take out he ordered.

“Are you still mad?”

“No. And I’m sorry for overreacting.”

“You weren’t,” Joe shook his head, “I know how you are with Caspar.”

“I still shouldn’t get so jealous after all these years. It’s ridiculous,” Jack pointed his fork towards his boyfriend, “And I should trust you. I do trust you.”

“We really weren’t doing anything.”

“I know.”

Joe nodded, his eyes following the movements as Jack finished plating their food, placing it on the counter in front of him.

“He told you, didn’t he?”

Jack froze, meeting the blue eyes he had fallen for all those years ago.

Sighing, Joe shook his head and disappeared from the room.

Unsure of if he should follow or not, Jack waited, tapping the fork in his hand lightly on the counter, stopping the action when Joe reentered the room, a small box in his hand.

“I had this huge thing planned, well not huge, because I know you want it small and intimate, but I had something planned,” Joe moved the box back and forth in his hands, his eyes on the floor, “And I was getting Caspar to help me put the plan into action, and I was so excited that I hugged him, which is when you walked in, and I couldn’t tell you that I was planning the blooming proposal, but then you thought…well, I don’t know what you thought—“


“Really?” Joe looked at Jack, who shrugged, “Anyways, you thought I was cheating on you with Caspar. I’m sorry, but really?! He’s with Maddie!”

“Joe, the proposal…” Jack pointed at the box the older man was still playing with.

“Right. So anyways, I couldn’t tell you, but neither could Caspar, and you left, and I thought you were so mad. But now you know and the plan is ruined.” Joe took in a breath, his shoulders rising and falling before he placed the box, lid open, on the counter, “Jack Maynard, this is the shittiest proposal ever, but will you marry me?”

Laughing, Jack moved around the counter towards Joe, wrapping his arms around the other man to pull him closer, pressing his lips against the familiar ones in a sweet kiss.

“That was the most perfect way of proposing to me.”

“Are you kidding me?” Joe asked, his nose scrunching up, “I didn’t even get to say my little spiel!”

“But it was very us. And yes, I’ll marry you.” Jack answered, his smile growing as Joe wrapped his arms around the younger man’s neck, dragging him in for another kiss, the excitement displayed in the action.

“And for the future,” Jack spoke once they broke apart, “Don’t ever get Caspar to help you again.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Joe laughed, kissing his fiancé once more.

anonymous asked:

You went through my stuff and found the ring I was going to use to propose and how dare you go through my personal stuff that’s so rude and invasive but more importantly will you marry me? (Whamilton)

“He’s hiding something. He’s probably cheating on me. Oh no. Betsey, what if he’s cheating on me? George wouldn’t cheat on me, would he? I mean, not to say anything for myself exactly, but it’s George - he wouldn’t do that. But it can happen to anyone I guess, I mean, he hasn’t look at me in a week. Every time I try to do anything he just skitters away. Something’s wrong.” 

Alex walked into the bedroom he shared with George and stood in front of George’s dresser, staring it down. The top was clear except for the box George kept his watches in. He put his phone on speaker and set it down. Eliza’s voice filled the room. “Alex, George isn’t cheating on you.”

He kneeled down and opened the bottom drawer. “But you don’t know that.”

“I don’t need to know that, it’s George. And let’s say he was, trust me when I say you’d near damn well have an army rise up to defend your pathetic ass.”

“But it’s George.” Alex riffled through the sweatpants and old t-shirts, looking for something - anything - out of the ordinary. “Everyone loves him.”

Eliza sighed. “You’re not wrong, but people don’t love him enough to forgive him breaking your heart. Even Laf would rise up like an angry cat defending its babies.” 

“Ugh.” He slammed the drawer shut. “It’s going to bother me until I know.”

“Alex, are you snooping? Oh god, please stop whatever you’re doing.”

He opened the next drawer up, looking between the neatly folded undershirts. “How else am I supposed to know though? He’d hide it, wouldn’t he? I have to look where he wouldn’t think I’d look.”

“Oh dear lord, you’re serious. You could, oh, I don’t know, ask him.”

Alex snorted. “Oh, yes, ‘Hey George, you haven’t looked me in the eye for like a week, so I gotta know, who are you cheating on me with?’ That’d go over well.”

“George can’t lie to save his life.”

He slammed the drawer shut and opened the next one. “That’s not true.” He pushed the fabric around, looking for underwear he didn’t recognize or some hint of lace, frustration and relief both building him when he saw nothing out of the ordinary. “There’s nothing here, what the fuck?”

Eliza’s sigh was loud, on purpose no doubt. “Alex, that’s because there’s nothing to be found, like I’ve been saying this entire time. I don’t know what else you expected. Do you want him to be cheating on you?”

“Well, no.” He stood up and opened the top drawer with a huff. “It’s just, there’s gotta be something, right?”

“Just because you’re a terrible human being you can’t not ruin a relationship doesn’t mean everyone is.”

“That’s fair.” His stuck his hand in the mess that was George’s sock drawer and rifled around. “Ha! I found something!” He grabbed the tiny box shoved in the corner. “Oh.”

“What did you find?”

He opened the box to find a simple golden band, a small diamond inset into it. “It’s a ring.”

“Oh my god!” Eliza’s voice was louder and higher pitched. “That’s it! He must be nervous! That’s why he’s been acting weird, Alex, he’s been waiting to propose!”

Behind him Alex heard a familiar chuckle and voice say, “she’s right.”

“Ahrg.” he dropped the box and turned around, hand to his chest. “You started me.”

George walked forward and wrapped Alex in a hug. “I can’t believe you were going through my drawers. Is this a normal thing?”

He shook his head against George’s chest. “No.” 

“Good.” George pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “Now, I could give talk to you about how it is not appropriate to go through my things as it’s an invasion of privacy, but for now, I have a much more important question.”


The arms disappeared from around him and George dropped onto one knee, grabbing the ring from where Alex had dropped it. “Will you marry me?”

The smile stretching across his face made his cheeks ache. “Of course.”

The ring was a perfect fit.

Eliza’s voice came from the dresser. “I’m hanging up now. Congatulations! Go have engaged people sex! Have fun! Use protection!”

Alex looked down at George. “Oh god. I’m so sorry.”

George stood up and captured his lips in a gentle kiss. “It’s fine, love.” George closed the space between them. “How about we do as Eliza says?”

“As if I’d want to do anything else.”


Niara begins to shriek, so Zeke drags her by the arm to their bedroom.

Zeke growls: Shut up before the nanny and the kids hear you!

Niara: Don’t you dare tell me to shut up, Zeke Houston! You’ve been CHEATING on me? You have another woman pregnant? This is unbelievable!

Zeke: Yes, as unbelievable as the sex tape I got the other day of my wife screwing her ex-boyfriend from college.

Niara gasps but she recovers quickly.

Niara: I…it was just a one night stand! We saw each other after so many years…one thing led to another…and we had sex. But you! You’ve been sleeping with Ivory enough times to knock her up! I can’t even believe this! We are OVER, Zeke.

Zeke: I know we are. I’ve already petitioned for a divorce. And full custody of our children. 

Niara: You’re insane! No judge would grant a druggie like you full custody!

Weird Surprises - Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: sexual innuendos, swearing, blah blah


also, it’s really frigging long


Edit: This was a Seb fic at first, but then I decided to change it because I felt really uncomfortable writing about a real person, rather than a character who I can intercept in any way.

“Buck. Buck. Buck. Buck.” You continuously poked his huge muscly arm. 

“Yes, [Y/N],” he sighed, putting his book down to look at you, almost immediately smiling a bit. It still stumped him as to how he had managed to get someone as adorable as you. 

“Do you know what’s on Saturday?” you grinned at him. Of course he knew what Saturday was. It was his birthday. 

“No?” His teasing smile kept at his face, turning to face you, watching the excitement on your face adoringly.

“It’s….. My day off!” you cheered, watching as his eyebrow perked up. “We can do all that catching up you wanted to do. We can watch Supernatural, eat pizza. You know, a day off!” 

“That sounds perfect,” he promised, still trying to figure some things out. Did you forget his birthday, or were you just playing? Probably the latter.

“I can’t wait,” you sighed dreamily before falling back on the couch, spreading your arms wide open.

“How much coffee did you have today?” he teased, putting his book down as he got up.

“Like, four cups. It will wear off soon, I promise.” You could hardly contain your giggles, making his heart melt.

“Let’s hope it doesn’t, yeah?” He grinned at you before pushing you down on the sofa, almost immediately hovering above you with his arms on your sides. “Wouldn’t want you to tire out while I do this.”

He spoke into your neck, the vibrations making you giggle as you squirmed around, making both of your laughter fill the room which soon led to something else.

“Sam, shut up.” He heard you whisper just as he woke up. You were in the corner of the room, wearing his t-shirt and nothing else. A soft smile fluttered across his face as he noticed your messy hair and beautiful voiced as it sounded hushed over the phone, as if you were trying not to wake him.

“No, he doesn’t know,” you hissed into the phone, making his eyebrow raise. “Don’t you dare tell him. I don’t know what his reaction will be.”

Bucky’s eyebrows furrowed together as your face looked slightly guilty, something he’d noticed in your 3 years of dating. He’d notice everything about you, which wasn’t difficult considering that he always sneaked glances towards you whenever you weren’t looking

“I know you hate keeping secrets from him but it’s for the better.” You had no idea that he was awake and he intended to keep it that way. You surely couldn’t be doing what he thought you were.  

“Yes, you big baby, I will come see you later. Now shut up. I think he’s going to wake up.” Your eyes were closed shut as your mouth slowly turned up into a smile. “You are disgusting. Why did I ever pick you to do this with?”

By now he didn’t even know what he was feeling. Were you really fucking cheating on him, right in front of him when you thought he wasn’t looking? Had he not been enough for you?

“Oh, hey Bucky.” You snapped him out of horrible thoughts with a nervous grin on your face. “How long have you been awake?“ 

 He stared at you, face dead serious. Were you being for real? 

"For the entire thing, huh?” you laughed nervously as he could feel the anger beginning to spread inside him. 

“Yes. Were you really..” He couldn’t even finish his own sentence. He was sitting up straight by now, and had pushed the covers off of him. 

“Listen, I was going to tell you after we were done-" 

 ”After you were done?!“ he practically screamed. 

 "I didn’t know how you were going to react!” you defended, throwing your hands up. 

 "With Sam out of every fucking body! Frigging Sam!” He couldn’t believe it. 3 years, down the drain just because of this.

“Steve would spill the moment you talk to him, and no one else was there so obviously it was Sam I went to,” you scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest, “this is why I didn’t want to tell you! Why are you so mad anyways?”

“Why am I so mad?! What is wrong with you!? Of course I’m going to fucking be mad! I can’t believe, that after 3 years, you would do this to me with Sam!”  He was almost steaming now.

“Wait, are we on the same page here?” Realisation hit you like a truck.

“Apparently fucking not. I have been as loyal as anyone could possibly be, and this is what fucking happens.” He stood up, eyebrows knitted together in frustration.

“Bucky wait-”

“Don’t call me that! I can’t believe you! I can’t believe myself!” He pointed at himself while shaking his head. “I was going to fucking propose this weekend. Propose.”

The wind got knocked out of you. He was going to ask you to marry him?

“But of course something would happen, wouldn’t it? But I never would have thought about this.” He mentioned around furiously. “I can’t believe you and Sam-”

“Were planning a birthday party?” Your voice was calm. Right now, your only goal was to get him to calm down and listen to you.

“What the hell are you talking about?! I heard you on the phone,” he seethed.

“Yes, you did. I was talking to him, and telling him that I was coming over to finalise the cake flavour. He told me to get one layer of vanilla and one layer of something spicy to represent what we do when we’re alone, that’s why I called him disgusting.” You crossed over the distance to right in front of him. He was breathing heavily, and his eyebrows were still furrowed, but now out of confusion.

“I would never cheat on you.” You gripped his biceps, feeling the heated skin under your cold fingertips. You tilted your head accordingly to look into his eyes, trying to get him to calm down. “And quite frankly, I don’t know what to feel about the fact that you thought I was cheating, but you did hear an extremely strange one sided phone call, so that’s to your favour.”

“I-I..I-” he stammered, struggling to get the words out.

“Yeah, I get it. I’m just going to call him to tell him that the cat’s out of the bag now.” You let go of him. You were moving slowly, feeling kind of betrayed. You had done nothing to prove any unfaithfulness to him, but it came to bite you in the ass.

“Samuel,” You greeted him as you tugged some shorts on, balancing your phone on your shoulder. From your peripheral vision you could see Bucky run a hand through his hair, slightly slicking it back before you left the room to make something to eat.

“Yes, commander,” he said, laughing at the end.

“Surprise just got ruined. Sorry,” you said, bringing a pot onto the stove to start making some pasta.

There was some silence at the end, before you could hear some things shift around.

“Well, to be honest, I’m glad it was you rather than me. At least you won’t kill me now if I tell him.” You could hear him laugh again, making you chuckle as you shook your head.

“Shut up loser,“ you teased him before a few more replies went back an forth until you finally cut the call. You opened up your playlist, deciding to play something soft to try to get your mood back to normal.  

Fade Into You by Mazzy Star began playing as you softly hummed along with the song.

Bucky stared at you from the doorway, a blank expression on his face. How had you not left him yet? You were still there, cooking him and yourself food; something which was the last thing on his mind.

He knew what you were doing, though, You were distracting yourself from what was really going on, giving himself and you much needed space. 

To him, you had never looked quite so beautiful as you did, standing in your shared kitchen with a small sway to your step. It was so hard for him to not go up to you and pull you into his chest, and place a kiss on your neck.

“Hey.” You heard him say from behind you. You didn’t turn around, instead choosing to respond with the same ’Hey’.

A silence filled the space between you both, and before you knew it, a pair of hands were on your shoulders, slowly massaging it.

He gently spun you around to face him as no words were exchanged. He tugged you to him, his arms going around your waist his forehead rested on your shoulder.

The song had changed to Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton, the soft beats filling the room as he swayed with you, too full of emotion to say anything else.

“My pasta,” you said against him.

“I don’t care. We’ll order takeout,” he mumbled into you, moving peacefully, You sighed, giving in finally as your arms went up to around his shoulders, hanging around them loosely.

“I’m so incredibly sorry.” He held you tighter as if you would slip away any moment.

You hummed in response, eyes closing as the calmness took over you.

“I had no right to doubt you after so long. It was so amazingly stupid of me to jump to conclusions so fast without even letting you explain properly.” You knew how difficult it was for him to apologize, so you just nodded.

“’tis okay,” you told him sincerely.

“It’s not,” he said, not making any effort to move other than small steps.

“But we are,” you said, rubbing his back soothingly, “we’re okay. And this is going to be okay too.”

“I love you so fucking much.” He just pulled you closer, stopping his movements, just hugging you tightly.

“I kinda love you too.” You smiled as he let out a small chuckle. “So I guess that’s my surprise ruined.”

“Yours wasn’t the only on, you know.” He shook his head as you pulled back in surprise, looking at him.

“You were being serious?” You looked into his eyes for any signs of discomfort or dishonesty, but there was none.

“Of course I was. I got the ring and all.” He gave you a soft smile as you pulled him back into a hug. “Although, I don’t think now’s the best time to do it.”

“Any time is perfect,” you responded, smiling into his shoulder.

“Hypothetically, if I were to-”



“Yes, I’ll marry you.” You laughed as he grinned wildly, gently lifting you off the ground in ecstasy as your hearts fluttered with happiness.



@aya-fay, @imabookworm31, @imaginesofeveryfandom, @allofthesearetakendafuq, @crapythings 

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What the Akatsuki would dress as for Halloween

Deidara has insisted that the Akatsuki have a Halloween party. What does everyone dress up as?

1. Pein: A Devil

Pein: “I just did what Konan told me to do. I don’t really ‘get’ Halloween.”

Konan: “Shhhh just go with it!”

2. Konan: An Angel

Konan: “And now we match, Pein!”

Pein: “I don’t see any difference to how you normally look.”

Konan: “Aww that’s sweet.”

3. Deidara: An Elf

Deidara: “Behold! The best costume of the night!”

Hidan: “That shit isn’t scary.”

Deidara: “It doesn’t HAVE to be scary!”

Hidan: “Want me to cut your arm off? Then you can be a dismembered elf!”

Deidara: “N O.”

4. Sasori: A Ghost

Deidara: “Kinda boring don’t you think?”

Sasori: “I don’t care. I get to cover my entire body in a sheet. Sounds good to me.”

Deidara: “Well….at least you’re out of that damn puppet.”

Sasori: “Hiruko is dressed as a ghost too.”

5. Hidan: Himself

Deidara: “That’s cheating!”

Hidan: “IS NOT. I’m a skeleton! Plain and simple.”

Deidara: “You can’t just slap on your stupid ritual form and call it a skeleton costume!”


6. Kakuzu: A Stereotypical Bank Robber

Hidan: “Lame.”

Kakuzu: “Shut up. This is the scariest thing I could think of.”

Hidan: “Seriously?”

Kakuzu: “Yes. There is nothing scarier than someone who can empty your bank account in less than 5 minutes.”

7. Kisame: A Mummy

Kisame: “I used the wrappings from Samehada!”

Itachi: “……”

Kisame: “They smell kind of bad but it adds to the costume!”

8. Itachi: A Werewolf

Kisame: “Nice…..tail?”

Itachi: “I feel cute.”

Kisame: “I…….oh.”

Itachi: “Woof.”

9. Tobi: The Headless Horseman

Tobi: “Get it Senpai?? I made my head look like a pumpkin!”

Deidara: “It’s an improvement!”

Tobi: “…..Thank you?”

10. Zetsu: A Normal Person

Deidara: “Yeesh. That’s just eerily uncomfortable.”

White Zetsu: “We used paint to create one skin tone. And got rid of our fly trap.”

Black Zetsu: “And coloured contacts too!”

Deidara: “Okay okay you win just stop staring at me already!”

Fuck You

[prompt: dnp hate each other and then have the “I hate you” “I hate you too” *passionate making out* and maybe more… ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) fluff at the end would be amazing. tysm, ily!!xx]

holy shit i haven’t written for a long time im so sorry its been 2 months omg (also, i kinda altered the prompt! they don’t hate each other they just argue all the time)

also!!!!! remember!!!!!! even though dan and phil in this fic didn’t use a safeword, remember to always have a safeword with your partner no matter what kind of kinky shit or how angry you are or even though you or your partner says “i can take it”!!!!!!!! use it when you need to and never be afraid to bc your partner wants you to be safe!!!!! and if your partner doesnt stop after you’ve said the safeword multiple times, get away from them and/or if needed, call the cops!!!!!!!

[Contains: rough sex (like no joke), dom!phil, sub/powerbottom!dan, name calling, face fucking (shit yall), facial (nah m8 they didnt go to a spa), slight angst, maybe some fluff]

Excerpt: Phil slowly pulls his cock out, tapping the head of it on Dan’s lips, “Mm, lips so soft… Ready to suck my cock or even kiss my lips… Or maybe to kiss my ass.”

Dan shoves Phil, sitting up, “Fuck you.”

Phil chuckles, “Fuck you too, baby…”


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anonymous asked:

Hi um... I'd like to request something🤔🙂 something angsty where I don't know where Gregs ex wife is meeting up with him in secret and reader thinks he's cheating on her. His ex doesn't like reader so it works out to her evil advantage? Idk 🤔🙈❤️😘

A/N: YES ANGST!!! I live for it *evil laughter*


You were wakened up by a dip in the bed “Greg…?” You groggily whispered out before glancing at the clock. It was one in the morning. You tiredly rubbed your eyes and watched him sink down onto the mattress “Work again?” You asked shutting your eyes.

“Uh…yeah, sorry.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead “Goodnight Y/N”

“Night…” You murmured and fell into a deep sleep.

This was staring to become a reoccurring theme, for the past two weeks he’d be coming in late and leaving extremely early, you’d hardly see him.

You woke up just as he was getting ready, he was checking between his phone and watch. You let out a sigh as you watched Greg change “I thought you had a day off today?” You asked furrowing your brows.

“I…I do but they called me in, I should be a few hours” he sent you a thin lipped smile and your eyes fell to gaze at the duvet.

“Okay, I’ll text Molly and see if she wants to grab some lunch or something” you disappointingly muttered and Greg’s small smile faded. He knew he shouldn’t be going to see her but still he did. Greg leaned over hand cupped your face, pressing a kiss to your hair before pecking your lips. “I love you” you smiled before he walked out of the room.

“I know!” He waved back and shut the front door behind him. You let out a sad sigh and tossed your legs over the bed, quickly showering and changing before meeting Molly.

She greeted you with a hug and a smile, the most affection you had gotten from someone in weeks. You sat down with coffee cups and had and chatted away “We’ve barely seen each other properly for weeks. I feel like he’s fed up with me…” You trailed off and played with the napkin under your cup.

“You don’t think he’s…” Molly trailed off raising her eyebrows. Yours furrowed for a moment before you caught onto what she was suggesting.

“Cheating?” You asked full of shock “No! He’d never…” You tried to convince Molly as much as you tried to convince yourself. Surely he wouldn’t do that? You knew he had an ex wife that was a pain in the arse, Greg always complained about her. But you started to think about everything and connect the dots together before Molly spoke up and your train of thought derailed.

“I’m sure you’ll be fine, you two are great together!” She smiled but it was lined with sympathy.

“Thanks Molly, I think-” your voice suddenly vanished and your heart began to fail. You thought and prayed that your eyes were deceiving you but they weren’t. You whole world stopped spinning but your head was whirling trying to process the scene unraveling in front of you. You blinked but didn’t even feel the fear stream down your face.

Molly was calling your name but all you could hear was static. She glanced around to see what you were looking at and anger bubbled up inside her. There was Greg laughing and smiling with his ex wife.

You didn’t know what to do, you weren’t entirely sure the last time you took a breath.

“I….I have….I need to-” you cut yourself off and placed your head in your hands before a wave of anger came over you and you stormed out of the cafe with your hands in a fist so tight your knuckles were turning white.

Greg and his ex wife were so busy caught up laughing that they didn’t even notice you until you were right in front of them. You held back your tears and screamed a ‘How could you?’ Molly came to grab you, shooting a scowl at Greg as she took you to her car. Greg’s ex wife was more than pleased and a sinister smirk played on her face.

Greg guiltily rubbed his face and looked at her “Oh wipe that smirk off your face” he snapped and left her slightly dumbfounded in the street.

You went home to pack a bag, as soon as you stepped into the house the tears burst out of your eyes and you broke down there and then. Molly waited in the car for you, she offered you a place to stay. You multitasked between wiping away your tears and packing a bag. The front door shut and Greg rushed in finding you leaning over the bed packing.

“Y/N I-”

You cut him off “No!” You snapped out and fresh, hot tears burned your cheeks “Don’t even speak to me” you gritted out.

The tone of your voice made Greg feel even worse, he had never heard your voice sound so broken. It was all his fault.

“Please let’s just talk about it” Greg pleaded and you turned with the bag in your hand, your face dotted with reddish-pink blotches from running away the tears.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” you flatly replied, it sounded as if all emotion had been drained from your body by the tears “You choose her over me. Goodbye Greg” you voice cracked when you said his name, your heart shattering as soon as the door shut behind you.

Greg placed his head in his hands as he burst into tears, he lost the greatest thing in his life. You.

@sarahtaylorgibson tagged me in a 10-current-favorite-songs meme thing, and it sounded really fun. Also Sarah, I was going to use that exact version of While My Guitar Gently Weeps, but that would be cheating… I think. 

DARE - Gorillaz

God is Alive, Magic is Afoot - Buffy Sainte-Marie

Wonderland - Caravan Palace 

Quiet - MILCK

I Need Some Sleep - Eels (yes I know it is from shrek shut up)

Feel Good Inc. [Cover] - Celia Pavey

Let Me Out - Gorillaz

You Want It Darker - Leonard Cohen

Sacrifice [Cover] - Sinéad O'Connor

You Don’t Own Me [Cover] -  Masquer

I tag @disciples @htntang @resistandfight @thisisbrandyb and anyone else who wants to!

anonymous asked:

I know she always thinking about Justin. She's always thinking about him bc she liked a pic insta!!!11!!! But then Justin didn't mean it his comment about her!!!! And then people say Justin cheated and treated her bad and you guys come here and say you don't know shit, shut up. Please having a opinion it's one thing coming with these "I know" it's bullshit and a reach

Oh my,here we go. Yes,just cheated.A mistake that he did when was young and dumb.A mistake that Selena already forgive.When will you?Is time.

“Justin treated her badly”
Eh,lying like this,huh.You dont have shame?
Justin did everything  to make Selena feel special.I mean, he did a serenade for her,when they are not even together.Who could do something like this for the ex?No one.
Justin adore  Selena.Everyone know that.Dear lord,Justin  have Selena’s face tattoed on his wrist.Justin write beautiful songs about Selena and see her as a angel.Angel.And don’t matter what,Justin keep loving Selena in a way the no one will do.And He dont have shame in show this.
So please,stop with the bullshit.

Lmao.I said what i said ,bitch.I mean,i dont have fear in say that Selena is using Abelena for her own petty reasons.I just work with facts.Something that you can’t clearly relate.

“know she always thinking about Justin. She’s always thinking about him bc she liked a pic insta!!!11!!!”

Hm, cute,i see  you.Like a i said i work with facts.Selena liked again,a Justin photo on Ig,even DATING Abel and pretending to be in love(lmao poor girl).Sorry for crush your dreams sweet,but if you have a new “boyfriend” but yet keep liking your ex photo,this mean that you have a serious problem,AND MISS YOUR EX.Simple like that.Lmao.

The only one who need have a opinion here is you,You just came here trying to drag me saying bullshit and lies.I mean,Justin treated Selena badly?Lmao you tried but failed pathetically ,baby girl.Better luck next time.

The Speech

Okay so I feel like this had a lot of potential which I did not live up to, but I tried my best, I promise. I’m sorry. I hope you like it anyway.

Inspired by sebastiansdecapitatedhand

Raphael at Alec and Magnus’ wedding.

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"If you love me let me go" (Sammy Wilk imagine)

BTW I love stassie (think that’s correct) and I got this idea from another imagine so I wanted to write it about a different person and change it up so shout out to you and I hope you enjoy lovelies have a good day!

Here I am again for the third time this week waiting for Sam to get home. Every time he’s out this late I go to bed, but I’m done with his lying and staying out and ignoring me. Its currently 3am and I’m getting really tired but I pull through knowing he’ll be home soon. While I waited for his arrival I turned on PLL and grabbed some cookies and a bottle of water and enjoyed a mini Netflix marathon to distract me from getting angry before I found out the truth of what’s going on.

As I watch my show I hear the door shut softly probably him thinking if he’s quiet I won’t hear him and his ass will be saved till tomorrow. Tricks on him! I hurried and threw everything on the floor as quietly as I could as he made his way upstairs and to our bedroom. And rolled over to act like I was asleep.

When he walked in the room I heard him sigh seeing that I was asleep and he climbed into bed. He rapped his arms around me and right as his hand touched me I asked,“so care to tell me where you were? You ignored my calls and texts and everything you’ve been doing is sketchy ”

“(Y\N ) would you MIND for one night not being in MY business, if I wanted to talk to you I would of called you back, so fuck off would you”



By the time he said yes I had a suitcase out and was throwing my stuff in there. Believe it or not his words hurt like hell so if I’m such a bitch I guess I should leave and his new friend can live with him. I was way beyond done and my vision was beyond blurry and I could hardly see what I was doing. But there was no way I was staying with him besides after his last words to me he just went out to the couch and ignored me and acted like everything was just perfect. When I was done packing I put all my stuff in the trunk of my car and went inside and said, “I’ll come by tomorrow to get the rest of my belongings so please don’t be here between 2-4. Thank you!”. And with that I got in my car and drove off to the Jack’s place since that was the only place I could think to go to.

On the way to their house I glanced at the time and saw it was 6am and turned on the radio to distract my mind, and to help me stay awake for the next 15 minutes of my drive. That’s until mine and Same song came on the radio then the tears fell down again as I belted out the lyrics and read the letter he wrote me when we first started dating, then suddenly I heard a horn and car breaks and blood everywhere.


I was hanging with the guys and told them the story and they were all pretty ticked with me and I couldn’t blame them I felt pretty guilty and didn’t mean what I said. I was worried sick and I tried to call her but everything went straight to voice mail even when the others tried to call her. Then while me and the guys where talking I heard my phone ring and everyone went quiet and I answered and put the phone on speaker phone mode. “Hello?” “Hi, I’m calling for a Sammy Wilkinson this is the Petersburg hospital”, said the random on the other line. “ This is he.” “Oh good, well kind of, I’m calling because your girlfriend so I suppose considering the note that was beside her, is in the hospital in very bad condition her name is (y\f\n) (y\l\n), I’m sorry but she also lost both babies” ,and with that they hung up and everyone started crying but me I felt so emotionless.


As we sat in the waiting room no one dared to talk we all silently sat there with blank expressions when finally Johnson says, “bro, she was pregnant? With twins?”. And everyone’s eyes turned to me. “ I didn’t know anything about it I swear”, I sigh realizing she probably didn’t tell me because she wanted to know what was going on with us first.

“(Y\f and l\n) family and friends are now welcome to visit her at any moment, she’s in room 415 on the third floor”, said who I’m guessing is (y\n)’s nurse. I got up and ran to the elevator the guys following closely behind and we all got on the elevator. By us all I mean Nate, the Jacks, Dillon, Hayes,Tez, Swazz ,and a few more including (y\n)’s best friend Andrea Russet a good friend of mine too. Anyways when we got to the third floor we all ran trying to find room 415. After the search we found it and when I walked in it was like my worst nightmare.

She looked so dead and lifeless and she was pale and her lips were blue. She looked like she had lost so much weight which isn’t good because she was tiny before this. She had so many wires hooked to her including a oxygen pump and much more. An IV poked out of her arm and I pulled up a chair and took ahold of her hand and cried this feeling away.

“ hello I’m Tracy! I’m (y\n)’s nurse so I have good and bad new, the good news I can wake (y\n) up right now, but the bad news is she is paralyzed from her waist down and has two broken ribs so…let’s do this”, and when she said that my eyes widened huge and I looked around the room and saw everyone had the same reaction. I watched closely as Tracy did her thing and talked to (y\n) and (y\n) slowly opened he eyes and she laid their lifeless. The nurse explained he condition and explained about losing the babies and she just sat there and nothing came out, no tears, nothing. Then she looked up at me and the guys and said the last thing I thought she would with all the support, “Sammy you best leave and everyone else to I need a new start please if you love me let me go” without questions I just walked out the guys following walking right past me and Andrea came out and started crying and slapped me hardnand left.

Part 2?

What's Left To Break? Michael Imagine Part Two


What’s Left To Break Masterpost


“Y/N? Are you still there?” Michael asks as you kept your hand against the door, you could feel his hand on the other side of the wood. It was comforting as you cried quietly.


“Let me in please.”

“You cheated on me Michael. Again. You promised you wouldn’t you.” You cry.

“I messed up big time baby.”

“Don’t call me that.” You scream slamming your hand on the door, you scream out in pain and fall back as you held your hand tightly, blood falling from the palm.

“Y/n! Let me in!” Michael shouts. You cry from physical pain and emotional pain as you lay on the floor and looked at the ceiling.

“Did you move the spare key again? God damn it y/n!” Michael shouts from the other side of the door.

“Above the door!” You scream to him before screaming in pain again, the door swings open and Michael runs towards you as you hold your hand.

“I told you not to do anything stupid.” He sighs trying to lighten the mood.

“I will kick you in the balls!” You scream at him, he laughs and takes your hand before examining the cut.

“You’re fine it’s just a tiny little cut.” He smiles kissing it.

“You didn’t need to kiss it.”

“The magic kiss.”

“Bullshit.” You say, he looks at you and sighs.

“I know I fucked up.”

“You did.”

“I know I don’t deserve another chance.”

“You don’t.”

“But can we at least be friends?”

“Can friends cheat on other friends?” I ask.


“Then yes we can TRY to be friends.”

“Okay TRYING is good enough for me.”

“I’m glad it is.” I say pulling myself up and looking at him.

He smiles, “I don’t know how I’m going to be friends with you when you look like this.”

“Shut up.” You laugh shaking your head at him.

“I love you, like a friend.” He smiles.

“I love you, like a friend, too.” I say with a small smile.

But we both knew that it was more than a friendly ‘I love you’.


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¤ Kim Namjoon (Rap Monster)

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Hoseok walked along the corridor and in to the studio. Namjoon was sitting inside, his face in his hands and with paper spread over the floor around. Hoseok spotted the smashed phone on the floor and walked over to pick it up.

“Joonah, are you ok?” He asked as he put the phone on the desk and a hand on Namjoon’s shoulder.

“No! I’m going crazy!” He yelled.

Hoseok sighed and picked up the paper scattered around him.

“Hey, don’t read that…” Namjoon sniffed, trying to grab the paper from Hoseok.

Hoseok moved his hand away and read through the notes.

“Ay Namjoon… These lyrics are great!”

“No, they’re not, throw them away!”

“No!” Hoseok said, taking his phone out of his pocket and taking a picture of the lyrics.

“I’m sending this to Yoongi hyung.” He said.

Namjoon sighed and grabbed his phone off the desk. It was completely destroyed.

Namjoon left the studio, leaving Hoseok and Yoongi who arrived recently, to play around with his lyrics.

On his way home he stopped by a store and brought a new phone for himself.

His legs wanted to turn around and run as he made his way up the stairs to his apartment.

He didn’t want to see you right now.

Not after what he did before he left.

Namjoon unlocked his door and stepped in, at first it seemed like he was home alone.

A sting of worry went through him, but he forced the feeling away.

To his relief and disappointment he found you asleep in his bed.

He walked around the bed and bent down to take a look if you were really sleeping.

You were, with tried tear streaks on your cheeks.

Namjoon pulled a hand through his hair and sighed.

Had she been crying because of me?

Namjoon couldn’t resist pulling the covers over you, making sure you weren’t cold. He then walked out to the living room.

Your phone was on the coffee table.

As Namjoon sat down in the sofa it began ringing. He grabbed it quick, so you wouldn’t wake up and saw that it was indeed from who he thought.

He walked into his office and shut the door behind him.


“Oh- May I speak to y/n?”

“No, she’s not available right now.” Namjoon said in an angry voice.

“Where is she?”

“That’s none of your business.”

“It is! Let me know at this instant!” He yelled

“Hey! Why are you bothering her so much!? Huh?” Namjoon yelled.

“I- Because she is my girlfriend! She’s cheating on you!”

I’m not even her boyfriend. He thought.

“Dude, fuck off. Don’t even pretend. She’s told me everything and I trust her.  Leave her alone!”

“Who are you to give me orders?! I want to know where she is right now!”

Namjoon gave up and hung up on him. That’s enough he thought.

He blocked the number on your phone.

He walked back in to the living room and put your phone back on the coffee table.

Suddenly he heard sniffs coming from the bedroom. You were awake.

Against his own will, Namjoon walked in and sat down on the edge of the bed, facing away from you.

“Talk to me.” He said in a strict voice.

“Why does it feel like my life is one giant chaos?”  You sniffed.

“How come you view it that way?”

“Because it feel like everything that’s happened to me this past month has been bad!” You cried.

“A have a weird stalker on me, I can’t go to work, I can’t go home. My best friend is mad at me and I don’t know why!” You sniffed.

Of course… My BEST FRIEND is mad at me.

“It feels like nobody loves me anymore…”

Namjoon had had enough.

“Excuse me?” He asked, facing you.

“Namjoon why are you mad at me?” You cried.

“Because I love you!” He yelled

“I love you too, but please tell me what have I done to make you angry Namjoon. I can’t think of a reason… I’m so sorry…”

“I didn’t say it as a friend.”  He mumbled, before standing up and walking out of the room.

You ran after him out of the room, scared he would leave again.

“Namjoon, talk to me!” You yelled.

“Talk to you? Talk to you!?” He yelled.

“Please… Namjoon you’re my closest frien-“

“Don’t say that word.”


“Friend, I hate that word.”

“I’m sick of playing you’re boyfriend too.”

“You don’t have to do it anymore if you don’t want to…” You sniffed.

He sighed.

“Listen to me! What exactly do I mean to you? Be honest.” He said, mad.

“Everything!” You cried.

“Every. Thing?” He asked.

Your tears streamed down your cheeks.

“Yes, Namjoon! Everything!”

“Great!” He yelled.

“Because you mean more than everything to me!” He yelled, furious.

“You don’t get it, I love you y/n!! Not like a friend, not like a sister, not like a brother! I love you like Romeo loves Juliet, like Tristan love Isolde!” He cried, his emotions had filled him up all the way and were now overflowing everywhere.

“I’m so stupid.” You sobbed, hiding your face in your hands.

“Yes you are! But I still love you and that’s what drives me crazy!” He yelled.

“Do you know how much pain you’ve caused me!?”

“You can’t do this to me
All of the things you said are like a mask
It hides the truth and rips me apart
It pierces me, I’m going crazy, I hate this
Take it all away, I hate you

But you’re my everything” (I need U – BTS)

“Namjoon I-“

“Don’t say anything!” He yelled, walking towards you.

He grabbed your shoulders and pushed you against the wall.

“Look at me!”

anonymous asked:

Sammy Wilk #20 please!

20) “Go fuck one of your skanks”

“Hey, you’re still up, I figured you be asleep”

“I just got home not to long ago” you respond while Sam kisses your cheek.

“Where’d you go? You look nice” he finally noticed that your hair and make up was done and you were all dressed up.

“My family flew out here yesterday we were suppose to go meet up with them but you never came home and I couldn’t cancel on them” it was really awkward when you showed up alone and then tried to convince them your boyfriend didn’t stand you up.

“Oh, shit I’m sorry y/n” you shrug “From what I saw on snapchat you had a great night with whoever that blonde girl was anyways” “She was just a friend” you roll your eyes “Sure she was” 

Sam groans “Y/n-” you stop him  “Don’t even bother Sam, why don’t you just get out and go fuck one of your skanks”

He cornered you by the counter by the sink where you were leaning against “Relax y/n the only person I’m fuckin is you, yes I’ve cheated on other people in the past but its different with you, I actually care about loosing you and I really did forget about tonight I would never blow you off like that”

“I called and texted you" you point out “My phone is dead, you should know me better I’ve never missed anything before have I?” you shook your head “No but…you’re way to friendly with your friends” “I will control myself better”

You nod “Yeah, you will” 

He kisses you “Oo, I love it when you get all bossy”

“Shut up Sam”


Loving Him Is Red.
Requested by anon:  Hey could you do a Sebastian Stan imagine where you’ve been dating for a while and you have a big fight, he leaves and then realized his mistake and comes back?

Word Count:1.8k

Warnings: Some angst and fluff and sadness


I got home from work, hoping my boyfriend of two years will be home. Sebastian and I have been dating since Captain America Winter Soldier came out. We met at the premiere and we just clicked. I walk inside of our apartment and don’t see any lights on, maybe he is asleep. I walk up to our bedroom and I don’t see Seb anywhere so I go back stairs and start to make some food for me not knowing if he was going to come home or not. After the spaghetti is ready I go into the living room and sit on the couch with my spaghetti, I turned the tv on and flip it to one of the movie channels. I grab my phone and see I have no missed calls or texts from Seb.

*  A couple hours later*

It’s ten PM and Seb still has not come home or called, I finally decided to call it a night and went up to our room. I put my phone on my table next to my bed and put it on silence and I toss and turn for a good hour then finally crash.

I wake up to loud crashes in the kitchen, I pick up my phone and walk slowly down the hall and into the kitchen. I pick up an umbrella on my way into the kitchen, as I turn the corner I bump into a solid figure. I look up and see its Seb,

“What the hell Seb?!?”

“Would you stop shouting I have a headache!”

“Where have you been asshole!!!”

“Shut the fuck up Y/N I had a shit day at work and I went to a bar with Chris!”

“Why didn’t you just call me to let me know where you were I was worried sick!”

“Sorry mom! I didn’t know I had to call you whenever I was going out!”

“You are such a dick Seb really?? I am sorry I was worried about you!”

“Stop being clingy Y/N I was just having fun with Chris okay?”

“Being clingy really Seb?”

“Yes you are so worried that I will cheat on you or leave you like your ex did! I was just having fun with Chris after having a bad day!”

“You did not just go there..”

“YEAH I DID” He raised his voice at me obviously getting irritated

“Leave” I point to the front door

“No this is my house too.”

“Fine then enjoy the couch.”

I walked away from him, I was so hurt and upset that he had the nerve to be this much of an asshole to me. I slam the door and walk over to the window and take deep breathes, I hear seb open the cupboard where the blankets and pillows were and then walk back into the living room. I layed in bed and faced the wall and just cried thinking how did we end up like this.

*Next Day*


When I woke up that morning Sebastian wasn’t around I looked at the time and realized it was 10 A.M. I didn’t have work today so I was going to see if Lizzie and Scar wanted to go to lunch.

GC: Badass Bitches

Y/N: Hey guys are you up for some lunch me and seb got into a fight..

S: Hey love yeah I don’t have filming today I can pick you up if you want?

L: Yeah I’m free too Scar pick me up too?

S: I’ll go get Y/N then we will come get you Liz

Y/N: Ok perfect Scar pick me up at 11:30?

S: Sounds great see you guys soon

L: See you soon

I walk into my room and get dressed into some ripped jeans, a crop top, a bomber jacket and some boots. I put on some light eyeshadow and some mascara, I let my hair be in its curly ringlets I did yesterday for work surprised they stayed in that well from a restless night. I slip on my boots and grab one of the purses that looked good with my outfits, I put in my wallet, phone, portable charger, lipstick and a brush because my hair get knotted real easily. I walk back into my bathroom and brush my teeth and spray some perfume on before I hear my phone text tone go off and I know it’s Scar telling me she’s here. I pick up my bag and my phone and head down stairs.

“ Hey babe” I smile to Scar

“Hey lovely looking beautiful as always.”

“You looking ravishing Ms. Johansson” we both giggled at my comment and she pulls out of the apartment complex building and we are on our way to Lizzie’s house.

We pull up and Scar honks her horn, Liz comes out and sits in the back seat,

“Hello lovelies.”

“Hi liz” we both say and we go to the closest mall and go to California Pizza Kitchen, we all place our drink and food order,

“So what happened?” Scar asks

“I don’t know that’s thing Scar he comes home around 1 or 2 AM drunk off his ass and he just go so defensive.”

“What did you say to him??”
“I asked him where he had been and why he did not text me or call me, then he called me clingy and stuff and he got so mad at me and brought up my ex, it got bad and he did not even look sorry..” I mumbled off towards the end

“He must of had a really bad day to be that much of a douche” Scar said

“Yeah like what the hell” Liz said

“Yeah I don’t know what to do.”

“ I say you guys need some time to just chill and relax.”

“Yeah I agree.”

I nodded my head and smiled at my best friends knowing they were right, our food came and we started talking about Captain America Civil War and how training for them was going, after we ate we walked around the mall for a few hours. I managed to buy some new bralets, crop tops, rompers, and some new jeans. I got home and once again no sign of Seb I just sighed, I walked into my room and put my stuff down and started putting things away. A few minutes later there was a knock on my door, I walked over confused not knowing someone was coming over, I opened the door


“Hey Y/N can we talk?”


He walked into the house and sat on the couch and patted the spot next to him,

“Do you want anything to drink Chris?”

“No thank Y/N I want to talk about Seb.”

“Oh ok..”

“ I know you guys got into a fight last night..”

“Yeah he really knows how to hit a sensitive spot for me.”

“I could tell because he came to work with red eyes and a running nose.”

“Why is he crying when all I asked about is where he was??”

“Y/N he is so stressed out right now I know that is no excuse but he has to be buffer and bigger and he has to be so many things for the new movie, the directors were giving him crap yesterday and I can tell it really got to him, so I offered to take him out for a drink. I know he doesn’t mean anything he said last night Y/N, I don’t know what is going to happen between you two now but let him come and say what he wants to say ok?”

“I can try Chris but he could have just told me.”

“ I know Y/N just hear him out ok?”

“Okay, thanks Chris.”

He walked over to me and hugged me, then walked over to my front door and pushed Sebastian inside the apartment then winked at me and walked away. I stood there shocked knowing he was outside the door the whole time.

“Y/N I am so sorry I-”

“Seb stop..”

“Baby please let me talk I hate you being mad at me when I was a big douche and I said shit I wish I could take back.”

“You can’t take them back that’s the thing Seb, you hurt me so bad like I’m sorry for giving a damn about you, I’m sorry that I want to make sure you are safe!!” I sobbed my chest starting to hurt knowing that shit can go down right now and I don’t know if this can be fixed.

“Baby doll please forgive me I know I don’t deserve you I know that I am such a fuck up for hurting the only girl who has ever given a damn about me!”

“Seb..” I looked down to the ground

“No! Y/N you are my life no matter what I have loved you since the day I meet you I knew you were the one for me, I had a shit day at work and I took it out on my angel and I will never forgive myself for treating you like your ex did. I had no right to bring up that asshole and I did and I wanted to punch myself for stooping so low. I will do anything for you to forgive me please baby doll.” he cries out

“Sebby, I’ll forgive you this is your second chance. Please don’t make me regret giving you another chance because I can’t feel like this anymore.”

“Thank you baby doll and trust me I will never hurt you again.”

Seb grabs my face in his gentle hands and pulls my face to his and kisses me with so much passion, I wrap my arms around his waist and pull him closer to me trying to deepen the kiss as much as possible. He slides his hands down to my waist and I wrap mine around his neck and start to pull on his hair and starts kissing down my neck groaning as I pull on his hair. He puts his arms under my butt and says jump I do as he says and he leads me to our room, where you know he made sure that I didn’t regret forgiving him.

Author’s Note: I hope you guys enjoyed this! I haven’t had much inspiration lately but I’m back and ready to go, let me know if you have any requests!