i dont know what you heard about me

i met a dude in overwatch the other day with the username “Kishibe” and when i asked “are you the real Kishibe” he said

“i dont know what you’re talking about. please leave me alone. i am living in a small town in japan.”

then right before the match started i said “i heard you got the shit beat out of you by a high school freshman” and he said

“yeah a fucking high schooler built like fucking john cena now get off my case” and left the voice channel

I’m playing the Citadel DLC and omg I dont even know what my favourite part of my squad line up is like:

- “what do you know about the mercs?” “they have guns and they don’t like me”

- “I heard you fell through a fish tank” “we’ll talk about it later” “shame, I liked that restaurant” “WE’LL TALK ABOUT IT LATER” 

- Liara stopping her thought process to get turned on my Shep’s outfit and Shep just fukin GRINNING

- Joker not letting the decoy thing go

- Tali’s whole speech about the sushi place??? like its so cute and dramatic and then “is there anything you can even eat there?” “not the point, sheperd”

- Shep says “drugs” in a realy funny way she sounds like a pta mum

- Vega ordering a fuCKING PIZZA I JUST. I have a new love for Vega

- I didnt know how much I needed Wrex yelling “Uncle Urdnot has a present for you!” and calling everyone princesses until now

- Ash and Garrus havin a lil Mako/Hammerhead team rivalry 

- when theyre yelling “we have the better sheperd” and Liara just yells “and better looking!” I just omg

- Glyph. GLYPH. just. HIS ENTIRE INTERACTIONS HERE

- Badass shooting line up

- Brooks before she was a bitch

- the options being I will end you and I will end you painfully and who are you so i can end you

- “I should go” 

- Garrus’ little “awh I was hoping to get picked” 

- TRAYNOR AND HER TOOTHBRUSH LITERALLY HOLD MY HEART 

- why does shep know so much about traynors toothbrush

- “remind me to reimburse her for that” “okay. Sheperd?” “LATER. Remind me later”

- Wrex looks adorable squished in the vent

- theres something super satisfying about a showdown on the normandy

- both joker and shep alling it “my ship” is so cute

- LIARA TELLING WREX SHES A QUARTER KROGAN

- why is joker so aware of his pancreas

bts with buzzfeed: highlights

- “hello we are bts! and what did you say?” *looks around in confusion*
- these questions BLESS
- yoongi looking like he wanted to murder namjoon’s ass for repeatedly asking him questions in english
- namjoon basically confirming hoseok’s new mixtape
- namjoon throwing jungkook under the bus for playing video games in the hotel room while yoongi works on his music lmao
- “everyone’s doing their job” my ass 👀👀
- jungkook exposing himself as a hardcore belieber
- im not saying this is a desperate “notice me senpai” moment but thats exactly what im saying. the way he talks about justin is me when i think about food and bangtan tbh
- like seriously
- someone get our jungcook to be acknowledged by the biebs
- MAKE HIM HAPPY YALL GLSKVKXK
- return of savage ass namjoon as he calls out hoseok for having ‘outro:wings’ meaningful to him just bc of his solo rap
- NAMJOON BE ROASTING EVERYONE TODAY DAMN HE NEEDA CHILL
- jungkook: “I like i need u… uh, because…….start, stage, my heart. Boom boom”
- namjoon’s response: “wow perfect”
- the birth of j-dope, jinnie, yeon-ki min, monie, christian chim chim, justin seagull, and jack
- yoongi imitating english-speaking fans at airports is everything i never knew i needed gdkglflhdlhldlgl 💀💀💀💀💀
- “my sanctuary of birth is seagull. Yeah, justin seagull. I love justin bieber, i like justin seagull yeah” - jeon jungkook 2k17
- BUT LOOK AT HIM TRYING SO HARD AND PUTTING IN SO MUCH EFFORT TO RESPOND ONLY IN ENGLISH LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IM SO PROUDDDD WE LAUGH NOW BUT GIVE IT A FEW MONTHS FUCK HE’LL START SPEAKING BETTER THAN ME
- taehyung and his performance as rose in titanic. where the fuck is this mans oscar????
- *if you heard a bts song in public how would you react*
- Yoongi: “i try to get out of that area as fast as i can”
- jungkook: “i pretend i dont know the song and i get out of there as fast as i can”
- then theres jin
- “i look in the store and give it my blessings” 

- father jin up in this bitch deadass giving a demonstration of how he would bless the place
- ok but me too tbh
- LMAO YOONGIS FUCKING EMBARRASSMENT GOSOGODKHKT
- *when you look especially good what runs through your head*
- tae getting so shy when talking about people on the street noticing his godly looks WHAT A FUCKING PRECIOUS YET SHAMELESS ASS CUTIE
- again, theres jin. bless that special boy
- “just look in the mirror and watch my face. Wow, handsome”
- JIN IS ME GKSKGKDGK
- “we’re so excited to interview again with buzzfeed” *imitates a bug*

Hiveswap theory: Dammek is mentally ill

I would just like to warn you real quick, this is a lot of reading… So if you don’t like that then skip over this or get Siri to read it for you or something idk.

Also I would like to mention I am no therapist I am just going off of my own experiences and my research of it so keep and open mind. Oh also this has spoilers but if you didn’t know that I don’t even know why you looked at this.

So I have been looking at the fandom’s response to the fact that Dammek is actually an asshole and is abusing Xefros. I have heard multiple outlooks on this and how people view it. That it’s all one sided, that he is really using Xefros to basically make himself look better in comparison and even one that he is a double agent it’s insane. My point is, is that we all dunno what to think about this and if you are sitting there like “YES I DO DONT TELL ME WAT TO DOO U PEESS OF TRASHNEOGNROIGJOIRGNORGNO!!!!!111!!!1!” Then shut up and rethink it or at least read this and rethink.

Now I have heard some people just write this off as Vriska 2.0 or just a ctrl C + ctrl V of the Vriska situation and I am just going to go ahead and say that while their situations were similar they were not the same. But I will touch on that later with a bit of gravity falls input. So I’m just going to skip to the point and say that I believe he has severe paranoia.

I know that 90% of you are sitting there like: “YEAH WE ALREADY KNEW!” And the other 10% already left but for the 2 of you who are still here let me elaborate.

I’m not going to say the situations I was in because they are all kinda personal, but I will say that I have dealt with many people with Paranoia and Little parts of Dammek remind me of all of them.

One of these symptoms being Hypervigilance the feeling of being unsafe, and some go to an extent of an extreme of security and hoarding weapons that most people would view as DUMB OR UNNECESSARY!

One of these also include the sense of fear, mistrust or suspicion.

But the most important that I view, is the fear of being taken advantage of (Which I’m sure having a fish dictator dose not help.) and it can lead to even more fear, anger, betrayal AND MISTREATMENT OF OTHERS.

this one stuck out to me, because that is exactly what happened to Xefros. We can easily write off that he doesn’t care about Xefros or that he is getting but isn’t giving, because it is shown that he has pictures of him and Xefros all over his hive, He kept the birthday cake that Xefros made for him, Spent the time to make a mic for him and even made one of his personal passwords linked to his band with Xefros.

Going back to the Vriska incident, I believe that where it ties in is where they both genuinely cared about their pupils (In Vriska’s case it was Tavros in Dammek’s it was Xefros) it’s just that their methods were more than questionable, harsh and made it look like they didn’t care while they are only trying to help.

And that got me thinking about a show called Gravity falls where a similar incident happened. In the second to last episode of season 1, Dipper (One of the two main characters) was starting to think that his great uncle didn’t love him anymore because he felt like he was just his punching bag because he was being so tough on him. Later on in the episode he finds out that he was trying to help him so that one day when the world fights, he fights back. He was only using a bit of tough love. And that made me feel a connection to this problem.

The area where I think Dammek messed up is where his Paranoia was getting the better of him. And it turned into him abusing Xefros instead of helping. But yeah those were my thoughts on it and I really wanted to make this because while granted I did kinda wanna punch his face and still do and that this is not an excuse to mentally abuse your moirail but I also don’t think he is some villain either and that people with mental illnesses should never be named monsters because of it. I know this was serious as hell for a videogame but I do think this could be a lesson to teach people that yeah it is no excuse but it is no crime either. 

Just Like Broken Glass To Me

I had a funny idea and accidentally made it lowkey angsty (bc of @ctrlpunk) and then I couldnt figure out what to do with it, so here, have this


“Zimbonni! Come here!”

When Jack saw Tater, Marty and Thirdy all gathered around Taters laptop,  he immediately felt unsettled and worried. That feeling only increased when he saw Bitty on the screen.

“What are you watching?” Jack said, coming up behind them.

“Vlogs.” Marty smirked. “Did you know that your boyfriend has a pretty extensive backlog of vlogs?”

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when you just debuted pt. 2 ; pt. 1

“when we go in here, don’t act like fools or i sw-”

“you swear what?” kookie cut namjoon off with a question that could’ve been answered if he let him finish.

“again, he doesn’t know.” taehyung said, holding in his urge to laugh.

“you don’t intimidate us, especially my old ass so stop trying to act tough.” jin added on.

namjoon nodded his head and flicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth. when he was salty, he made it obvious until someone apologized to him.

“stop acting bitter.” jimin said as he crept up beside him and tightly side hugged him.

“we’re sorry.” jungkook sarcastically mumbled.

namjoon stopped his act and walked away from the group and to the back doors of the building that inkigayo took place in. he entered and the boys followed.

the performance schedule was located across from where they were when they entered.

the maknae line didn’t waste any time to look for your name after greeting the staff and other groups.

“i found her name!” jungkook semi yelled, causing a few heads to turn and the boys to come over.

yoongi and hoseok knew exactly where you were but they didn’t let anyone else know because they knew that it would cause commotion.

while everyone else was busy fanboying at the sight of your name, yoonseok was busy staring at you.

you were getting your makeup and hair done. you even brought your own makeup and hair moisturizer/oil because you knew that these people wouldn’t fix you up (they would use a lighter shade/try to put chemicals in your hair) right.

yoonseok noticed you reaching into your bag to grab your products, how you pouted your lips when speaking in broken korean and how you often pulled up your clothing since it was a little too small.

they adored you.

yoongi replaced his blushing facial expression with a more cocky one and turned to hoseok. “i respect her but in all honesty, i’d marry her and hit that a thousand times.”

hobi chuckled and nodded in agreement. he bit down on his lip while eyeing you and spoke. “she is fine as hell in person…can i tell you something? man to man?”

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Vader: [text] luke?? luke pls respond pls
Luke: i dont know what u want me to say
Vader: come back here and we can talk about it ill tell u everything
Luke: absolutelynot
Vader: im not the one who lied to u!!! that was obiwan!!! be mad at him i know i totally am!!!!!!
Luke: um u cut off my hand
Vader: ok so mistakes were made but also im ur dad and u were yelling at me 
Luke: 🙄
Vader: look just come here. the important thing is that obiwans dead and now that we both know the truth you and i can bond and i can explain all of it  
Luke: bens not dead u know
Vader: what
Luke: hes notdead. ive spoken to him. i mean hes not alive either though i think it’s sort of a greyarea
Vader: what the fuck are u talking about son did they give u a lot of pain pills 
Luke: i dont know what he did? but he’s like a ghost that can talk to me sometimes. with the force
Vader: he came back from the dead and he can talk to force users???
Luke: …apparently? anyways the next time i seethat guy hes getting an earful 
Vader: what ur suggesting isnt possible son. u cant cheat death. trust me.
Vader: also if obiwan was a ghost he’d come visit me first
Luke: look i dont knw what to tell u but ive heard and seen him. 
Vader: seriously? like it was really him?
Luke: omg why am i eventalking to u 
Vader: what did he say?
Luke: idk stuff about the force 
Vader: what else? did he mention me at all??
Luke: what is WRONG WITH YOU. youre trying to get me to join u and all u want to know is what ben’s ghost said about u???
Vader: im just curious!!!!!! im sorry but it literally makes no sense that hed talk to u first 
Luke: omfg
Luke: r u jealous??? 
Vader: no
Luke: right

anonymous asked:

I'm not sure if you were seriously looking for answers about why we like your art, but for me, your art feels like home. It's the same comfy feeling I get when I listen to WTNV or a song that I haven't heard in forever. I don't know why, because comparatively I've known about your art for a way shorter time, but it does. You're my absolute favorite artist, and all of your art inspires me to do better, so that someday I can do the same for someone else.

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@septicdreams: After hearing Dark comfort someone who’s crying, could Anti be comforting someone? You don’t have to do it, just an idea!

@wildhorsewolf: Dark comfort someone was so cute could we get anti calming someone down from a panic attack

anonymous: Could you do Anti comforting someone? Thanks!! <3

anonymous: Hey Anti How would you calm down someone who was crying? It be nice to hear something “Caring” Coming out of your mouth when Im sad.

anonymous: Can you do more like the “listen closely I need you” one that Anti did a while back (before the group started)? It’s my favorite

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[07] Run

Originally posted by bangthebae

Masterlist

Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four // Part Five // Part Six // Part Seven

A/n: fluff(?), slight angst, mentions of murder


Silence so thick filled your ears, not one single thought inside your head other then the last three words Taehyung uttered. “Taehyung?” You questioned, trying hard to keep your voice normal and steady, doing anything and everything in your might to not draw attention to yourself. This wasn’t exactly an everyday call afterall..


“My dad… I killed him…he wouldnt stop.. hitting her. That bastard kept hurting her!!” You heard a small bang on the other line, assuming he had hit something in frusteration. You tapped Yoongi on the shoulder softly and gestured towards the door letting him know you’d be just outside, he gave you a tight smile and a nod signifying it was okay.

“Tae, breathe… I-its going to be okay. Does anyone-”

“No.. no one knows Y/n. You were the first person I thought to call. Y/n… my mom kicked me out and told me to leave. S-she is taking the blame and saying it was self defense.. I killed a man… I fucking killed a man..” His voice was full of unwanted guilt, full of complete contradictions of sorrow and happiness. You waited a moment before speaking up, your voice shaken but strong, as crazy and dangerous as the events may seem, Taehyung was family and there was no way in hell you were going to let him go through this alone. “I’m picking you up, send me the address to where you are and I’m on my way.”

You pushed opened Yoongi’s bedroom door at that same moment the broken boy on the other end whimpered in guilt. “Are you sure you arn’t busy?”

“No, I’m not busy. I’m leaving right now.” Yoongi looked up from his phone as he heard those words leave your mouth. Was he not important enough? Was Tae more important then the plans you and he had already made?

You hung up the phone and slid it into your back pocket, turning on your heels to face Yoongi’s infamous poker face. “I’m sorry Yoongz, we can finish this another night.” Before he could protest or give even the slightest of attitude you placed a soft kiss on his forehead, he knew it was just a small gesture somewhere between ‘I’m sorry’ and ‘Goodnight’ but he couldnt stop his heart from racing a mile a minute. Your soft honey like lips grazing his bare forehead, and never in his life had he been so thankful to be wearing a backwards Snapback.

He watched you jog out of his now dull bedroom, leaving him in agonizing thoughts and pure frustrations. Why did you blow him off for Taehyung? Why was Tae calling you so late?

He slumped in his chair letting one fist hit the black paint chipped desk in front of him. He was so close in telling you how you felt but apparently luck wasn’t on his side, he waited too long and now here you were… ditching him for one of his best friends.

You could still feel Yoongi’s slightly sweaty forehead against your lips as you ran out to your car, grabbing your purse and a blanket on your way out. The wintery night dressed you in a red nose and pink cheeks, you climbed into your car and as if on queue your phone vibrated with an address that would send you to a less then sketchy motel four hours south.

There was no time for stops, or even music to attempt to lighten the mood; so instead silence that was nearly suffocating filled the air around you.

Yoongi’s face raced through your mind no matter how many times you attempted to push it away. ’Taehyung is more important then one sided love. Yoongi. Get. Out. Of. My. Head.’

[2:45am, Motel]

There Taehyung sat, amongst his suitcases and bags and his unseen sorrow and guilt. The dark sky above that had no stars in sight was an accurate representation of Taehyung’s eyes, nothing but cold black and the whites in his eyes, all color drained from his face. He was too lost in thought to notice you walking towards him, and it wasn’t until you were kneeling down in front of him that you saw blood red stains on his white shirt, he tried so hard so hard to hide the stains and himself in his black hoodie.

“Taehyungie, get in the car. I brought a blanket, just lay down and rest. I’ll put your bags in the trunk okay.” His glossy eyes met yours and as he blinked once to make sure that it was really you, a single tear fell. He nodded his head once before dragging his body to the passenger seat; and by the time you had made your way into the car he was staring down at his hands like he was ready to cut them off.

“Taehyungie…”

“I came home from visiting an old childhood friend and when I walked in I heard screaming.. so I walked to my moms room,” You sat silently as he explained to you what he had been through a few hours prior, you watched as more tears fell from his dull eyes, not daring to start the car you sat still and did the one thing you could do. Listen.

“It was open a bit and I saw my dad screaming at her, he was drunk… which isnt so much of a suprise. She was so scared, she kept flinching and I didnt think much of it until he swung and slapped her across the face… then it clicked in my head. He had done it before,” The tears became rivers down his tanned skin, without even thinking he grabbed one of his shaking hands and intertwined your fingers together, giving him a reassuring squeeze that it was okay to continue.

“Something inside me snapped. So I grabbed one of the empty beer bottles that was on the hall table, broke it and just fucking went in yelling. My mom kept yelling for me to stop… I think she was scared he’d hit me too. He pushed me ans told me to mind my own business and then… I jabbed the bottle into his stomach.. i just kept going, i didnt stop until he just fell.. th-there was blood everywhere.. my mom was screaming.. I-I dropped the bottle and I coul- I couldn’t believe what I had just done… my mom ran to me and I dont remember what happened after she told me to pack my stuff and leave.. she picked up the bottle and wiped it down then she stabbed him with it. She said ’Go. I’ll say it was self defense… please go Taehyung. GO!’ She basically pushed me out of the house and I called you.. for the most part its a blur…I just remember the main things.. its like a fucking highlight reel in my head.”

Silence came after, no one knowing exactly what to say next. Instead yall sat quietly, fingers intertwined, staring at the blinking Motel lights.

“Do the guys know you came?”

“Yoongi does, we were writing when you called. I told him we’d finish it another day.” You replied, finally starting the car and backing out of the deserted parking lot. “I’m sorry… I didnt mean to interrupt your ‘Yoongi Staring’ session.” He mumbled. You let out a soft chuckle letting him know you had heard him, and that it was okay to make jokes, smile and talk about anything other then what happened hours earlier. “Oh? Cracking jokes now are we? Let me guess you think I like Yoongi too dont you?”

You watched his chapped lips break out into a small smile through the rearview mirror, his eyes were still dead but you expected nothing less honestly. “Too? Did Namjoon finally confront you?”

“The two of you discussed my crush!?” You couldnt help but laugh as you ‘shouted’ in disbelief that 3 of 7 boys knew you had feelings for the stubborn mint haired goober.

“Sureeeee, a crush.” He scoffed at your attempt in walking around the fact you were in love, not in crush.

Eventually small talk wasn’t enough to distract Taehyung from his demons so he sat quietly staring out the passenger side window the remainder of the ride.


The sun began to peek its way up into the sky, sending the birds to chirp and people to start waking up and getting ready for work. 6:00am.

Dewey grass and the chilly breeze of the early morning made its way into the car, causing you to shiver slightly. You werent worried about yourself being cold rather then the poor boy buried in the wool blanket in the seat next to you, he looked like a boy trying to hide from the monsters in his closet only in this situation the monsters were in his head instead.

You didnt have to worry about anyone being awake this early in the morning, except Jin and his early morning breakfast of course, so an interrogation was definitely not in order.. hopefully. “Jin is probably awake so lets just be quite coming in okay? We can grab your bags later.”

Taehyung nodded softly and with that you both made your way to the front door, softly setting your shoes at the front door and tip toeing to the staircase. Oddly enough Jin wasn’t in the kitchen and the house was as quite as can be.

“Do you want me to leave you be?” You whispered as you crept past Namjoon and Yoongi’s bedroom doors.

“Can you please stay with me.” His voice was raspy and barley audible, but broken all the same.

He discarded his blood stained shirt and black hoodie in a crumbled pile on the floor while you followed his action with your own jacket, “are you sure its okay? I dont want to mke you uncomfortable” He kept repeating, and everytime your answer was the same. “Tae, its ok. We literally went streaking together.”

The two of you crawled under his fluffy white comforter without saying a single word. There was no cuddling, no quite talks, it was like there was an invisible barrier between the two of you. You being too scared to touch him and have crumble under your touch and him being too scared to crumble, so instead you both pulled the comforter up to your chins and eventually fell victim to sleep.

The next dew days were routine; celebrating Taehyung’s arrival with pointless fun and causing trouble up and down our town. Drinking. Lots of drinking. You watched Taehyung like a mom watching her child, making sure he was okay making sure he knew you were there, and it wasn’t long until Hoseok noticed the amount of time you and Tae were spending together, how your drinking became nothing compared to the rest of the group, how your eyes had a tint of saddness in them.

“Trust me Hoseok. I cant tell you whats going on but I promise you everything is okay.”

“I trust you. Be careful.”

Weeks went by and still no one knew the crime Taehyung commited and after a couple of days life began to pool back into his once dead eyes. “My mom just called. She said the police believed her and she had to go to court and speak of what happened. She sounded…happy.” He whispered in your ear one night, you flipped over to face his unreadable expression and when a soft smile spread across his tired skin, you knew he was a bit better. “Are you happy?”

“I took the biggest set back in her life away. I helped her have an empty house where she can heal, I wont ever be able to get over what I did… but knowing it helped her.. it makes it better.”

In the weeks you sat with Taehyung, barley talking to anyone but him and Hoseok, Yoongi watched you. He watched you look at Taehyung across the room, but since he was too wrapped up in his silent jealousy he didnt norice the sad and tierd eyes you possessed.

“Thank you for everything Y/n. I’m glad to see the light and rest return to your eyes.” His green streaks falling into his face softly, it was your last night with him. The two of you agreed to wait until the both of you were better healed before you stopped sleeping in the same bed, he knew you were drained from watching and helping him, he knew you wanted to go back to how things were before the call and he understood that. “I’ll always be here for you Tae.”

[A Week Later]

You stood outside Yoongi’s door, too afaird to open it but also so desperate to see his sugary skin, and minty hair, so needy for his deeper voice and gummy smile. It felt like years and you cursed yourself for being so cliche but damn did you miss him.

“Hey Yoongz, ya miss me?” You laughed, walking into his ‘bedroom’ and taking a seat on his bed like you always did. He was sitting in the infamous rolling chair witch his hair messy and a plain black T shirt that made him look so aesthetically pleasing, his black sweats and concentrated eyes being wonderful accessories to his angelic beauty.

He was more beautiful then ever.

“I’m suprised you even remembered I exist.” Of course I did…

“I’ve just had stuff going on Yoongi, but are you ready to work on that song?”

“I finished it.” His slightly cold demeanor sent chills down your spine, he had finished it?? Without you? And just before you could say anything he turned to you with neutral eyes and a tight smile, almost like he was trying to tell you it was okay you walked out on him even though it actually wasnt.

“Yoongi are you good?” You let out a small chuckle in hopes to disguise your worry and confusion, and as if looking at you was a chore in itself he spun back around his chair and began messing with his computer. “Sure, I mean I personally love being stood up by a writing partner so she can go and sleep with one of my best friends.” A silence so thick filled the cool air, no one moved, no one spoke, he didnt even look at you for a reaction to his blunt words. Your face contorted from shocked to angry? Offended? You stated at his side profile for what felt like forever before tou finally stood up off his bed, because sitting felt too comfortable for a situation like this one.

“I’m sorry? Did you just assume I was sleeping with yet another person?” You shot back waiting for him to look at you, and when he didnt you only continued. “I dont really appreciate being made out to seem like I sleep around okay. I dont know who the fuck you think you are to assu-” Your voice became louder and your hands had a mind of thier own as they gestured to eveything you were shouting, when you were cut off by Yoongi who was now standing up as well.

“I think I’m the guy you ran out on while writing a song for Taehyung at two in the fucking morning, and when I went to go check on you the next morning you werent in Hoseok’s room like I thought you’d be. No. You were in Taehyung’s bed with him and clothes on the mother fucking floor. So please tell me how 'its not what it looked like’ Y/n!” Using finger quotation marks around the world famous phrase for people with a secret, and if you werent so angry then maybe you would have found the fact he wanted to check on you sweet.

“His car broke down and he was stranded so I went to go and fucking help him. He needed someone there for him because he was bummed that he was going home, and for your fucking information my jacket was the only thing of mine of the floor, and I dont know how you sleep but Tae sleeps shirtless okay!” The lies on why you went to Taehyung’s rescue came pouring out of your mouth like it came easy to you, even though you couldn’t tell the truth it still didnt change the fact that what he thought was happening between you and V was wrong.

Yoongi let out an unamused chuckle as he looked at you through his mint hair. “So because he was 'bummed’ you slept in his bed with him for weeks?!” His tone revealing every single assumption he had, making it very clear that he was sold on what he thought happened. “Yoongi I dont feel like fighting okay. I didnt sleep with Taehyung and I’m sorry I left in the middle of our writing but he needed me.” You knew this argument could last forever so instead you gave up, feeling defeated you sat back down on his bed and looked into his slightly softened brown eyes. “But Yoongi, it’s none of your goddamn business what I do or who I do, so please stop worrying about what the fuck I’m doing okay.” And within seconds the anger fueled back inside of you, sending his eyes to widen when the look of realization hit your face. “Seriously though, you are always so up my ass about who you think I’m sleeping with! You dont see me questioning your fucking actions! I didnt point out the girl you were with at the bar one our first outing, I didnt point out you sleeping with me and I didnt say anything about Jennie either! Yet here you are assuming I’m sleeping with every guy I hang our with! Why do you fuck-”

“BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU, YOU FUCKING IDIOT!” He shouted sending your eyes to practically fall out of your head. Thats all you needed to hear for you to finally take his perfect face into your hands and press your lips to his.

His lips taste even better then the first time.

In all honesty you werent even aware of your own actions, it was like your body had a mind of its own and you were okay with it.

It didnt take long before he was kissing you back and relaxing under your touch, his arms wrapping around your waist. He didnt taste like liquor this time, instead he tasted of something so euphoric you had no words for it, no alcohol took part in a kiss shared by two love struck artists.

You pulled away and searched his eyes for god knows what, everything seemed to have happened so fast and it made sense to you. Love has no time now does it? Always showing up when you least expect it, not giving a damn about the events around you.

“I love you too pabo.” Your voice was barley above a whisper, enough for him to look you hard in the face almost like he was waiting for you to tell him you were kidding. Never had you seen the spec of insecurity etched into his eyes before, and yet here it was. Plain as day.

“I’ve loved you ever since I saw you playing 'First Love’ in your room, and that night in the train car…you said it was just a drunken night.”

“I lied brat, I fucking lied.” Within moments his lips were pressed against your own, moving together in perfect harmony, his hands rested on the top of your ass and your fingers found their way into his hair, tugging every so often which caused a small groan to escape his lips and into yours. A fire was ignited in between the two of you, roaming hands and parted lips, in fact a moan or two escaped your lips as his tongue fought yours for dominance… that is untill the sound of Namjoon’s alarming voice broke the two of you away.

“Hey I heard screaming are you guys o- finally.” He chuckled before he exited.

You looked at Yoongi’s slightly flushed cheeks and took a mental picture of him in this state, wow he was beautiful. Truly perfect. “Go out with me brat.” Those five words sent your lips into a smile, he wasnt so much asking as he was telling you and the 'brat’ only seemed to make things sweeter to you. Fuck cliché.

“Burgers and staying up late writing, that sounds like a nice first date.”

“Am I buying the burgers?” He questioned with a teasing gummy smile. “You buy burger meals and I’ll by snacks from the corner store for our late night.”

“Deal.”

He watched your flushed cheeks and soft giggles as the two of you stood closer then needed, speaking of a casual date. “Meet me in the living room at seven.” You smiled before kissing his jaw softly and skipping out of the room, he knew what you were doing. Trying so very hard to seem unphased by the new feelings thrown out onto the table, but the way you found it difficult to make eye contact and the way you fidgeted with your hands slightly didnt go unnoticed. Such a weird way to begin a what could be a relationship, and as he watched you skip out of his room in your cute ducky shorts and baggy sweater he prayed to any god that you’d be his, because never had he been so hopeful for a girlfriend. “

See you at seven Y/n-ah.”

“Burgers and gas station snacks?” Hoseok questioned as you grabbed your trusty ol’ black ripped jeans and blue flannel over a plain white tank top. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t freaky out, obviously you’d hung out with Yoongi alone before but it was different when there was a mutual feeling of love in the air.

“Yes Hoseok, you know it always made me uncomfortable when Minho would take me out to fancy places…I just felt so out of place.” When you and Minho were together he would take you to five star places, and it was appreciated yes but he knew how out of place you felt. It was almost like he expected to get something out of the night, simply because he spent so much money on a 'nice date.’

He was no stranger to the fancy, five star, high class places like the restaurants he’d choose, but you a fan of finger foods and ramen were not used to a life so ’well’ lived. You had grown up with enough money for things needed and then a little extra but money was definitely not something you could just blow.

“I’m not saying five star, I’m saying like… i dont know? Ihop.” Laughter erupted from within as you watched him try and figure out a place off the top of his cute little head. “Hobi, Honey, burgers was my idea.” You hugged Hoseok tightly and you listened as he wentt on and on about how if Yoongi breaks his heart he will break his face, you knew he was just trying to be protective and it was honestly so refreshing to see him care so much.

You made your way downstairs and saw that Yoongi was already sitting on the couch waiting for you. He was wearing a white t shirt, black jeans and a blue jean jacket; it was such an effortless style but damn did he look good, everything seemed to compliment eachother and his hair only pulled it together more. “Min Yoongi wearing denim? Have my eyes deceived me?” He looked up from his phone and rolled his eyes, you have thought it was because he was annoyed, that is if it wasn’t for the adorable gummy smile that was spreading across his face. “Oh shut up and lets go get some food.”

The drive was quiet, and filled with unsaid nervousness. It wasnt enough to make it awkward but it was enough to make you mentally laugh at yourself. “Uh, you look nice by the way.” Yoongi mumbled, the soft nervousness hidden in his low voice was enough to send a huge a smile across your face. “I always look like this Yoongz.” “Okay? Your point?” It wasnt much but you heard the compliment laced between the snarky reply, causing your cheeks to turn a light pink and he didnt have to look at you to know you understood what he was saying, your silence spoke volumes. He looked so good driving with a smirk plastered on his face, and one hand on the wheel, but you couldnt help but think about how lonely his other hand looked, resting off the middle console, his silver rolex peeking out from underneath the denim that suited him so nicely. You tried to push away the thought of how his pale hand was basically screaming to be held. 'Fuck it.’ You whispered to yourself, and within moments you had fed into your desire to hold his pretty hands.

You took a big breathe in and held it there, too scared to breathe out, then you nonchalantly rested your arm next to his. Unnoticed. You waited a good minute before you finally decided to breathe and slide your hand underneath his and intertwine your fingers in his. It took a moment for him to register what you just did but the moment his fingers closed around yours you let out a sigh of relief, half from his acceptance and half from how perfect it felt. His hand was so much bigger then yours, his few steel rings felt cool against your burning skin, and you could feel his rolex resting against your wrist. You didnt want to let go of his hand, not ever but you had arrived at your destination.

Yoongi almost wanted to take a few wrong turns on the way just so he didnt have to let go over your hand, but he was too scared you’d notice and he sure as hell didnt want that. The Burger joint sat in front of the now parked car your hand slipped out from his as you got out of the car and immediately he was missing your hand in his. “I’ll grab us a booth pabo.” You smiled, he watched as you skipped to a small booth in the corner by the window, the over sized flannel flowing as you did so. He couldnt help but think you looked so damn good with a flannel and some timberlands, it was such a casual look and yet it still made his heart race. You were the kind of girl he could live life fully with, someone who wouldn’t hold back, you were someone that made things complicated in an exciting way, he wasn’t one to go out on dates really but he also had never felt this way about anyone before.

“Here you go brat.” Yoongi set the tray in front of you, two giant burgers and large fries, with a handsome minty haired boy. “Why thank you sir.” He rolled his eyes playfully at the new nickname and together yall began to dig into your dinner, conversation seemed to happen on its own and you listened as he spoke of the song he finished. The song the two of you should finshed together. You watched as his lips made a small pout while he talked, and how he looked at you for a bit and then looked at his food or phone, and maybe that would have botheres you if it was anyone else but you’d heard his mixtape. You knew about his battle with social anxiety. You related. It was okay. You looked at his fading hair, what once was a nice mint color turned even lighter with blonde peeking through. He’d look cute with blonde hair.’ You thought.

Dinner came to an end and yall decided to walk to the corner store, large soda’s in hand and the moonlight illuminating him like it did that night. He looked so pretty against the darkness of the night and the light of the moon, so ethereal, the only difference about then and now if that now he was single. Now he was on a date with you. If you wanted to take hold of his jacket and pull him down to you, you could very well do so, and as you stopped in your tracks unknowingly, making a mental list of all the things you could do, you didnt notice he had gotten closer to you. All you knew was his face had suddenly became easier to admire, from his puppy eyes, perfect pouty lips, to the three earrings in his left ear that for some reason was so sexy to you, and his goddamn hair against sugar skin and pink cheeks. Yoongi placed a hand on the small of your back and pulled you against his chest in one swift motion, no sign of nervousness, or fear in his eyes or actions. Kiss me please. As if he could read your mind he captured your lips in his, not sweetly but not roughly; he kissed you with passion and confidence and you kissed back with just the same. Your confidence wavered a bit, instead replaced with shock and neediness because you liked how he kissed you like he was telling you he was in charge, and if thats what it took for him to kiss you like he was right then you’d gladly let him lead.

There you stood in the middle of the sidewalk kissing under the moonlight, the stars being your audience and the two of you being the main show. Yoongi wasn’t one for PDA but the minute he got a taste of your lips he couldn’t stop, hell, he’d even forgotten the two of you were standing outside. Your hands found thier way in his hair and when he bit your bottom lip as a demand of entrance you tugged softly sending a small growl to leave his lips. “Y-yoongi.” You whimpered as he swiped his tongue along your bottom lip after pulling it between his teeth, and to say your whimper excited him would be an understatement. It wasn’t until you heard a honk of a car in the distance that caused the two of you to separate, cheeks flushed and lips swollen and glistening. “We should go.” You chuckled, ignoring the fact you bought no snacks and pretending not to notice the slight bulge in his pants and the arousel between your legs.

The car ride home went by like nothing had happened on the sidewalk, turning up the radio and singing along to the songs like a group of dying animals, the two of you laughed at eachother and you admired his gummy smile and million different laughs.

He oozed passion, everything he did he did passionately and you swore you saw it all… you thought you’d seen all of Min Yoongi but you didnt know how wrong you were.

You had only scratched the surface.

Sick of you

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Request: Yes! Anon:  What about some Draco Malfoy imagine? Maybe like he is only kind and sweet with you. But doesn’t want that nobody finds that he is like that so when people are around, he is rude to you. You choose the end hahaha!!!

A/N: Hope you like it! I got a carried away. 

please dont hate me


“You look so cute when you blush!” my boyfriend Draco said. We’ve been together only a few weeks and I really enjoyed his company, he was always sweet to me.

“You know? It isnt fair that people say that girls look cute when they blush, they just make us blush even more!” I told him. At the moment we were near the Forbbiden Forest, it was sort of our spot.

“Well, I think it’s cute” he said looking at me s I covered my face with my hand.

“Shut up!” I said laughing “let’s go, I dont want to miss dinner”

“As you wish, my princess” 


“how you doin? guys” I said looking at Draco’s friends

“Hey Draco, Y/n” Blaise answered 

“Y/n, why dont you go to your friends while I am here?” Draco said looking at me

“I don’t want to, I want to stay here”

“And I don’t want you to be with us”

“Why?”

“I don’t like you to be with us! You are useless here” he said looking at me with something I could only descrive as disgust.

“Ok, I’ll go” I said as I walked away, he never treated me like that when we were alone. What was his problem?

“Weren’t you a little to harsh there Malfoy?” I heard Pansy, but she said in tone that sounded like she was mocking me.

“Nice one mate” was the last thing I heard as I walked away.


A little time later I was in the library when Draco came to me

“I’m sorry about that Y/n”

“I don’t know, are you?” I looked over my book

“Yeah, I dont know what happened to me” he sat next to mee and I putted my book down.

“That makes two of us”

“Y/n, I am really sorry, sorry for treating you like that babe, I am sorry”

“Ok, I belive you, just, don’t do it again ok?”

“Ok, I wont do it again, sorry again princess” 

But he will do it again. Repeteadly


Since that day I avoided to talk to Draco’s friends. But I couldn’t avoid them forever, it just kept happening, they would mock me everytime they saw me and Draco will be getting on their side, but the straw that high tumbler came when me and Draco were in a hallway talking, when Blaise and Pansy came to us.

“Draco! We just wanted to know if you were still be with us during dinner, without your stupid girlfriend, of course” Pansy said looking to me like I was just a piece of garbage.

I just stood there looking at Draco, hoping he would do or say anything, but he was just looking down, avoiding my eyes

“Yeah, maybe she could go with her mudblood friend” that was it. I couldnt stand them anymore. They could mock me but whenever someone mocked my friends I got angry, and specially my friend Emily, who was a muggle born, she was in Hufflepuff and I met her before I even met Draco. In thirth year I was in the Black Lake reading a muggle book wich I found in a library on Hogsmade when she came to me and told me that she was reading the exact same book. Since then we were friends ndwe would recomend books to each other all the time, wich was one of the tings Draco didnt accepted about me.

I was a half blood that came from a long line of purebloods until my father met a muggle and married her, and I was alays intrested in the muggle world, but since I met Draco I had to read the muggle books when I was alone.

But when I heard Zabini call Emily a mudblood I got out of there with tears forming in my eyes, not sad tears, anger tears. I was angry that every time Parkinson or zabini said something about me Draco wouldnt say nothing or he would get on their side.

I got out of the castle and went to the other side of the Black Lake, the side that was near the wall that kept Hogwarts away from the world. I sat with my back againts the wall and screamed. Even tough me and Draco had only been together for four months I was already sick of him and his friends.


Part two?

Sorry, not sorry

Advice

Pairing: Dad!Shawn x Family?? idk

A/N: This sucked. Not edited either so like :((


“Zack! Come down breakfast is ready!” you called your fifteen year old son

“Where’s dad?” he asked

“Right here.” Shawn entered as if on queue, he stopped and kissed your cheek and ruffled Zack’s hair

“Where’s Ellie?” you asked searching for your eight year old daughter

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heres itachi being an awful teacher to team 8 again
  • [minatos alive n hokage btw]
  • minato: so.... itachi. i dont know how to tell you this, so let me be direct. i have, um. ive received some complaints about your teaching methods
  • itachi: [honestly surprised] what. how.. what happened. did i do something wrong
  • minato: listen, itachi. ill tell you what. why dont we think about all of your previous teachers n how they used to teach things
  • itachi, a child prodigy n genius: they.... i'm sorry but i dont think they ever taught me anything
  • minato: ...
  • minato: ok, first id just like to say that im sure youre doing your best. however. ive heard your classes can become rather...... philosophical
  • itachi: yes?
  • minato: [sigh] itachi. is it true that when hinata said she thought she was doing a fighting stance wrong you told her to "not worry herself" because "wrong and right are merely human constructs according to which we organize our moral system"
  • itachi: yes. why? do you disagree
  • minato: n- im - thats not the point. when kiba asked you if you thought he would be good with genjutsu you just said "to find yourself, look within yourself. think for thyself"?
  • itachi: oh that one helped me a lot through life actually
  • minato: OK. ok. just.... one more. when all of them, including shino, expressed their wishes for you to actually teach them more things, you said "i cannot teach anybody anything, i can only make them think"???????
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          you told me that you loved me and everything got confused.
and then i kissed you and you kissed me and then i got even more confused.
            and then i heard alan’s speech. i’m not confused anymore.
                                               josh, it’s you.

I Give Up - part 25 (A Baekhyun Series)
”I know who your boyfriend is. End it NOW or his career is over for good. I have pictures and a buyer.”

”WE ARE ONE”

Your hands were trembling as the small piece of paper rattled in your grip and you could hear Baekhyun calling your name over the phone. His tone grew more and more alert the longer you remained silent until you forced your throat to make a sound to let him know you had not disconnected the call.

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anonymous asked:

Why does everyone hate snape? Like I don't disagree with the hate towards him but I don't completely understand

ooooohhh honey lemme enlighten u to the HUMAN EQUIVALENT OF A VOMIT SOAKED TRASH BAG NAMED SEVERUS SNAPE

  • so like a lot of people hated snape and then had a dramatic change of heart when they got to the chapter the princes tale BUT LIKE HIS SAD STORY DOES NOT ERASE ALL OF THE SHIT THAT HE DID BEFORE THAT 
  • like the entire snape/lily “”“"love story”“”“ is complete bullshit and offensive to me as a person liKE lets review okay: 
  • snape stalks lily as a child/offends and alienates her sister
  • snape and lily are friends at hogwarts while hes like in love with her
  • lily tries to stand up for snape and SNAPE CALLS HER A RACIAL SLUR
  • ((and need i remind u that before that lily had mentioned that she was freaked out by the death eater friends that snape was hanging around and he like defends them???? ok))
  • ““No—listen, I didn’t mean—”“—to call me Mudblood? But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?””
  • THEN SNAPE JOINS A GENOCIDAL HATE MOVEMENT TARGETING THE SAME GROUP OF PEOPLE AS THE PERSON HE APPARENTLY LOVES????????????? LIKE THIS MAKES ZERO SENSE TO ME 
  • HE LITERLALY JOINS A TERRORIST ORGANIZATION LIEK 
  • HE BECOMES A NAZI THE WIZARDINGLY EQUIVALENT OF A NAZI I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY LIKE 
  • A   N A Z I 
  • and ppl are just like well he realized he was wrong!!! like okay but if u think about it 
  • snape switched sides when he heard the prophecy that was created AFTER harry was born and like assuming he joined right out of hogwarts thats still FOUR YEARS OF BEING A DEATH EATER 
  • the fact of the matter is that he //only// cared about lily and like how many other “"mudbloods” or muggles did he kill or do nothing as they were killed before that??? being brave and being a hero isnt about doing something for someone you care about (or have a weird obsession with) its about doing it because u know its right. 
  • “You do not care, then, about the deaths of her husband and child? They can die, as long as you have what you want?” Snape said nothing, but merely looked up at Dumbledore.“ 
  • HE DID NOT CARE IF JAMES AN DHARRY DIED IF HER HUSBAND AND CHILD DIED AS LONG AS SHE DIDNT??????? like that is not a healthy love okay if he truly cared for lily hed realize that like her son and husband are just as important to her if not more than her life
  • watch this video where jk rowling literally proves this point 
  • another thing that bugs me is that even after snape changes sides HES STILL A GIANT DICKFACE 
  • he verbally abuses the trio for 6 years like. i dont understand how people can just FORGET THAT 
  • HE TORTURED HARRY FOR YEARS LIKE HARRY HAD DONE NOTHIGN WRONG HE JUST LOOKED LIKE JAMES AND HE VERBALLY ABUSED HOW CAN U JUSTIFY THAT???????????? 
  • he was cruel to the point where he was NEVILLES WORST FEAR AT AGE 13 LIKE OH MY GOD WHO THE FUKC DOES THAT DO A CHILD?????
  • he was a bully plain and simple and he bullied CHILDREN who were just doing their best 
  • he constantly put down hermione for her work ethic and like MADE FUN OF HER APPEARANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE MADE FUN OF A TEENAGE GIRLS APPEARANCE LIEK WHAT THE UFKC I HATE THIS GUY SO MCH 
  • like i dont understnad if he loved lily soooo much like how do u think LILY would feel seeing her snape treat her child, the person she sACRIFICED her LIFE for, this way. if u think she would be anything less than disgusted ur wrong. 
  • also that can i just like so snapes patronus was a doe right??? the same as lilys. whereas james patronus was a stag and the stag the doe compliment each other and are eQUALs. like he has the same patronus as her like a copy u know idk where im going w this but u see it just like rubbed me the wrong way like thats not a true love u know
  • like his love for lily to me read as like the classic like friendzoned guy deal lIEK lily NEVER loved him and he spent all of these years weirdly obsessed w her because she rejected him (AFTER HE CALLED HER A RACIAL SLUR????????? OK) and then he hangs on to that for YEARS after she dies ???? 
  • snape is basically a fedora wearing douche and u cant convince me otherwise
  • one thing i see ppl say a lot is like bring up his childhood and like the fact that he was brought up w pureblood prejudice u know and like that argument is suCH bullshit to me like u know who also was brought up that way?????? both sirius and regulus black. sirius joined the order and like fought against that shit and regulus tried to take voldemort down from the inside. no excuses tbh. 
  • OH MY GOD U KNOW WHAT PISSES ME OFF SO MUCH in the third book snape tries at every opportunity to get lupin FIRED when lupin is basically the wizarding equivalent of disabled and hes been HOMELESS and weak and SICK hasnt had a job in so long and is poor and shit and like they were rivals when they were SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD and like snape still tries to get him fired like i dont care that u were enemies when u were teenagers thats abhorrent 

basically snape is the worst person ever and i hate that harry named his son after him i just ignore that that ever happened bc its gross and icK and gINNY WHY DID U LET HIM DO THIS i hate snape and so should u 

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h2ovanoss fic - punk!pastel! highschool au
warnings: coarse language, gay shit.
4240 words
part six
 

6.

Jon pulled his helmet off to reveal the massive grin on his face as he clambered off the bike. “That was incredible!” His words bubbled with excitement and Evan couldn’t help adoring the way his face glowed. He looked over the bike and its driver once again in awe, in love with how smooth a ride it had been. The trip had been simple and slow, but it felt like they had flown down the streets.

Before Evan had the chance to react, Jon was pointing at him, mind jumping from thought to thought without time to settle.

“Put your bike in the garage if you want,” he instructed, backing through the gate and taking the bag off his back to rummage through. “Come on in when you’ve sorted it! I’m gonna go say hi and get my shit sorted.”

He skipped back a few steps, pulling a key from his bag and darting to the door. Evan watched as the boy let himself in, before shaking his head and shifting his bike. After a few moments, he was standing on the doorstep, knuckles knocking twice on the door. It swung open to a thin pale woman with frizzy red hair tied back into a ponytail.

Her blue eyes glimmered as they took in his appearance. “You must be Evan, sweetheart. Come on in – I’m Riley, Jon’s just ran upstairs.” Her voice was warm and tired, only holding kindness for the teen who smiled and stepped inside. She shut and locked the door behind him before flicking her hands in his direction. “Go on, just call out to him and he’ll hear – he’s the only one up there.”

The ”only one” obviously referred to a lack of siblings, and not a statement of Riley and Jon being alone. Evan wasn’t expecting to get jumped on the way past the kitchen, and refrained from shrieking as his hands were snatched up. When he realised he was not actually going to be stabbed or screamed at and calmed down enough to acknowledge his “attacker”, he was met with large brown eyes and a big smile.

“Jon wasn’t lying when he said you were pretty!” The second woman was not unlike the first in the kindness her eyes wore and the punk didn’t at all feel unsafe or concerned about the house he was in. It did take him a few long minutes to wander who this woman was, seeing little resemblance of Jon in her. When Riley appeared at his side again, scolding blue eyes focused on the darker woman, he realised she didn’t bear much resemblance either. The blue eyes were something, but his face was nothing alike either woman.

“Alice! Leave the poor boy alone.” Pale fingers pulled the darker hands away, easing her back into the kitchen and away from the likely-terrified teen. She looked up at him, apologetic. “Don’t mind my wife, dear, head on upstairs. Tell Jonathon to let us know what the plan is!”

Oh.

Oh.

Evan tried not to stare or physically slap himself across the face in front of the two women, nodding and pulling his lips up in a kind smile. “Thank you,” he said before turning and hurrying to the staircase. “Jay?” he called, voice hesitant and wary of any other unexpected attackers. The only new soul he met was a thin black cat that watched him from a bookshelf.

“In here!”

Evan followed his friend’s voice, pushing open a grey door to reveal a wide room of a high ceiling and soft colours. When the punk let his eyes fall away from his surroundings to settle on his company, he recognised the knowing, highly-amused grin and bright blue eyes.

“You have two moms.” He stated more than questioned, and Jon’s grin only broadened as he nodded in confirmation. “You told me ‘moms’ as in plural, and I asked…”

Jon stood. “’Your mom’s what?’” he mimicked, head tilting in faked curiosity. Evan lifted his hands to his face, releasing a groan into his palms as he rubbed his eyes. Jon only laughed, head tilted back, eyes pinched in hilarity. “You’re an idiot, but it’s okay because it was funny.”

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Bedroom Window

A/N okay, could be insanely cringe-y but who knows, also i’m using Y/N which means your name, also its a shawn mendes story. Pt 2? 

“Y/N! Lights off!” I sighed, turning off my light and getting into my bed. Just a couple seconds later, my door opens slowly. “Good, now stay in bed this time please?” I nodded. My door shuts, and I listen to one of my fathers foot steps fade away. Sweet. I wait for the sound of a creaky door shut, and then I wait for a conversation then it stops. 

My fathers do the same routine everyday, one of them, Marcus tells me that its time to turn my lights off, while the other, Jacob tells me to have a good nights rest. Then he walks into their bedroom, Jacob tells Marcus that i’m asleep, Marcus grumbles something out that always sounds like ‘I don’t care’ or ‘She should be’. Now, don’t get me wrong Marcus is a great dad, but hes a cop and is always worrying about everything and is always stressed. Also, Jacob has been inviting a lot of ‘male friends’ over and it has been pissing Marcus off more. He get jealous easily. Anywho, after that Jacob makes a small remark and then they sleep on opposite sides of the bed. 

Then it takes a couple minutes for Marcus to get to sleep, you can tell from the snoring. After those couple of minutes were done, I hopped up from my bed, and ran to my window. I sat on the window seat, and opened the window, listening to the guitar play from my neighbors house. The boy there, I had learned his schedule, School hours he would be at school, after school he would sleep or hang with friends, and then he’d play music after. I’m not a stalker, I just keep my bedroom window open, just like him.

“Are you always going to listen to me play?” He called, “I don’t open my window to listen to you play” I called back. 

“Really? You just happen to open your window whenever I play any musical instrument, or when i’m singing” 

“Yea, basically”, “You know my mom wants me to get to know the neighbors” “Ahh thats unfortunate, considering I dont like you” “I don’t like you either, just a warning so you don’t get jealous” I heard him laugh. 

“So i don’t get jealous? Why would I get jealous?” I frown while smiling, confused but enjoying our joking. 

“Ya’know all of the hot girl neighbors, so when you see me with one of them, just so you know that i’m not interested in them, so you don’t get jealous” 

“Hot girl neighbors? and I’m not one of them? and trust me, I don’t get jealous over boys I don’t even know their first names of” 

“Shawn!” He called, “Mendes!” “What about you! Your name?” 

“You would love to know that wouldn’t you Mendes? Too bad its my bed time! Oops” I laughed, hearing him shout. 

I laid back on my bed giggling. “I know you can still hear me!” He shouts again. I shut my window while smiling like a dork. 

He runs into his room and starts writing something on a white board. 

‘I’ll see you tomorrow!’ is written on it, I shake my head, still laughing before waving and closing my curtains.

(pt 2 pt. 3 pt. 4)