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The Dragon & The Wolf

Dragonpit scene - I love how Jon always wants to be on the front row when Daenerys arrives. 

When he said to everyone he already bend the knee. Danys face— she knew what that line meant. And was conflicted about how to react to this. They already know they are falling hard. At least she does and things like these doesnt make it easier. 

Ok I feel myself coming into a rant here. Its just so beautiful to me how Jon is so different for her than any other man she has ever met. I am rewatching GOT and she has never been around any man like she has been with Jon. 

He intrigues her so much and I don’t think she ever had or felt that for anyone. Her feelings for other men were always clear for her. 

She loved Drogo but it was set up and she fell for him during their relationship. But I feel like that relationship formed who she is now and she didnt really knew who she was back there. She loved -spending time with- Daario but she was always in control with him.

Jon is a completely different story for her. And Emilia plays that so well. He brings out this really special vurnable side of Daenerys we have rarely seen.

And she fell for it, and fell for it hard. 

She was so desperate to save Drogo and her decisions didn’t make any sense and I like how she was the same when she heard of Jon & co being in trouble. She didnt listen but just thought with her heart.

– k I am gonna stop here. I am not even close to Boatsex talk and I am already rambling —

“No one is less happy about this than I am” “I know” Love. Loved. LOVE this. How she just understands him. 

They are both people who ask for respect and honesty. She always asks people to follow her and wants their word and he is a man of his word so its only natural she understands it. Its like the scene he told her he was gonna go to the wall as well. She hates that he is this way but she also respects it. (and finds it extremely attractive).

Also, subtle handtouching. Like you touched last week and now you just wanna get more huh? 

THAT SCENE IN THE CORNER OF DRAGONPIT. They were like 2 schoolkids being all secretly. 

And again, I love how Jon kinda drops a cheesy line there and at any other man she’d roll her eyes but with him it just makes her heart drop.

And him trying to make a joke there. Like here they are, her dragon just died, his plan is going to hell and they share this beautiful bittersweet moment. 

Her whole speech about having to trust him sooner was so heartbreaking cause maybe then her dragon would still be alive. (I am gonna cry when she’ll see Viserion for the first time) 

Dragonstone scene - can they buy a mansion there?

THIS. THIS. Haha Jon, I am so onto you. First the cave paintings and now -Notherners like people who arrive together-trick. Yeah you just want her on that boat huh?

I felt so bad for Jorah tho’. She completely ignored his plan. And she knew she did that. At the end of the scene she leanded to the table a little like trying to hold her posture but full aware that many people, including Jorah, knows about her affection to the King of hte North. 

I find Jon much harder to read. But I think it is beautiful to see how he didnt trust her at first and really does see her for who she is. Like he told her. And how he is so amazed by her. He is so starstruck. I never really liked Jon with Yigritt she was definitely his first love but Dany is something he really pines for. Yigritt was also wrong and impossible but it happened anyway. Here he knows there is much more at stake. But he can’t deny his feelings any longer. And thats why he showed up at her door.

Now about Boatsex, I would have loved for it to go differently - well actually not different just - longer. More build up. But I understand why it went the way it went. Jon knew what he wanted and I love how they let the moment last for a bit with him standing at her door, looking in her eyes, waiting for her approval and she knew what he meant by looking in his eyes and let him in. She bend the knee. 

I was dying for a kiss here. And a little sad it didnt happen - there will be a lot of fanfic request about the missing part between the door and the bed – hint hint. 

But its like we are still gonna get our first kiss in season 8-kinda.

It was so beautifully brought yet stil hot. Jon’s ass was a nice distraction ASS-well. 

And him taking over control was so hot, not only for me but I think Daenerys agrees. Their bodies looked so beautiful together. Fire and Ice. They were so full of need and it was all lust and passionate and then my favorite part came and Jon broke the moment and we had time to realize that this isn’t just two character hooking up. No, they are in love. 

And he was so amazed by her and her beauty and how pure she looked. You can really feel he looks at Daenerys here, not with all the titles but just her and she realized this and she looks so vurnable and just so beautiful to him.

You can really see her kinda scared about what this is she’s feeling and it all just because so overwhelming for them. UGH THIS SCENE.


And how she hold his face. 

And then he just looks at her, when he looks at her, its like the first time I see clearly through his feelings and he just lets his guard down. He loves her. There’s no way to run from his feelings. No more excuses of -the great war is coming-. He never really let his feelings for her take over. Never fully thought with his heart and here he does and he just let it take over.

I just—-

Ps: Tyrion watching was odd but it just represented the scene Bran was talking about how their love ruined all kingdoms and how Tyrion cant feel but sad and confused about what he should do about this and if it is the right thing.

I am not sure how I will make it until 2019 to wait for more and I am so curious to see where all this will go. I am really curious how they will act after this episode and they will probably learn about Jon’s family name soon enough with only 2 episodes in and I do feel this will cause a problem for them. Jon will be all - wtf and Daenerys will be distrustfull about her claim to the throne. But I can suspect moments of Jon being all noble and telling her, by episode 5 probably, that he doesnt want the title but he does want her. Oh and she is definetely pregnant. BRING ON THE ANGST. 

Cant wait for Arya’s reaction to Dany btw. 

– Now I am off to fanfiction land – 

Thank you for an amazing 7th shipping season.

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What I learnt after losing 20kg in 3 months

1. It always starts on a high note but the key thing is to keep it going.

You see someone losing a lot of weight and suddenly you are so inspired and pumped to reach your ideal weight, or you realise that you have put on a significant amount of weight and decide to crash diet. It could even be for an upcoming important event. Usually this inspiration will last for a week or two, after which you start to give yourself a little more allowance, this is where most people fall back to where they were. It happened to me countless times.

You have to want it bad enough.

2. You have to be consistent.

Losing weight is hard af, but the important thing is to be consistent. This is what I did:

- take weekly progress photos (whenever I see how my body changes week by week I’m motivated to push on)

- weigh in weekly (I know how easy it is to be obsessed with the scale)

- follow inspiring people (this helps you more than you think)

- whenever I feel lazy to work out, which happens almost every single day, I tell myself this: ‘if you get out there and do what you have to for 30mins, you are one step closer to your goal. If not, the time will pass anyway even if you’re scrolling through Facebook.’

3. Workout

I started with swimming because it was the easiest. You don’t sweat as much, it’s easy on your knees, and it burns a shit load of calories.

After some time, I switched over from swimming to cycling HIIT on my stationary bike. After which I started doing blogilates’s PIIT28, and started hitting the gym after that.

What I’m trying to say is, change up your activities once in a while! Add some variation to your workout by keeping things interesting and you will look forward to it.

My best friend got me out of my comfort zone. I have been so unfit all my life that I wasn’t able to complete even a 2.4km jog. She dragged me along for a run and I fell in love with jogging. To be fair it happened about 6 weeks after I started working out.

It doesn’t get easier, you just get better!

You only need 30mins a day to complete your daily workout. Choose one workout, be it jogging or HIIT, and just do it!

No matter how tired I am, I make sure to get my 30mins in. Sometimes I impress myself with my determination.

4. Moral support

You’re committed to your goals and are working hard towards it. We all know it gets lonely sometimes. Motivate a friend to do the same! Motivate each other when things get tough or the scale is not budging. I’m lucky to have my BFF on this journey together with me.

Even for those who discourage you or those who once called you fat, you got to have the fire in you to make a change and prove them wrong!

Do it for yourself, your love ones. I know you can. I have fallen off the wagon many times too. But the lower you fall, the higher you will fly. Believe in yourself. I promise you, once you start believing, everything will fall in place. There will not be success without failure. You will get there sunshine. One day you will shine. You just got to start believing in yourself and start working damn hard towards your goal.

Old saying but pushes me a lot: 
it’s never going to be easy but it’s going to be SO worth it.

5. You didn’t gain it overnight, don’t expect to lose it in a month.

Don’t be demoralised just because people ain’t noticing the changes. Don’t beat yourself up.

I gave myself 6 months to reach my goal weight. 7kg more to go! Yay!

6: Your boobs/butt will shrink, there might be loose skins/ stretchmarks if you lose weight too fast.

What I did for boobs and butt:

Do planks and squats every day. Yes every day. It helps firms your boobs and squats give your flat booty a lift. 

I learnt this the hard way. Losing 50kg in a year 2 years ago definitely tested my skin’s elasticity. I researched ways to reduce the appearance of stretch marks since the only way you eliminate them is through a laser surgery.

Loose skins and stretchmarks are tricky. I tried everything so I can’t pinpoint what worked and what didn’t.  But it reduced the appearance of stretchmarks and my skin doesn’t look too loose either.

What I did:

- Drink lots of water (it really works!)

- Dry brushing

- Body scrubs (if you ask me I would say coffee scrub, I didn’t start selling it for no reason)

- Bio oil

- Clarins body tonic oil

- Weight training/resistance training                        

7. Relationship with food

Many asked me what meal plans do I follow or do I have certain calorie restrictions.

I have to clarify that I’m not going for a hot lean body hence this method might not work for you if you are going for that.

I do not follow any specific meal plans. I did many times in the past and tried countless meal plans including Herbal life, natroslim or even master cleanse diet. I’m not saying that all these doesn’t work, they do. You will see yourself losing weight, but it isn’t sustainable.

I eat whatever I want now but I control the portions strictly. I cut out sugar drinks too. Don’t underestimate the calories you are taking in as well, it could be the reason why you are not seeing results.

Learn to say no when being offered food (who does that?!). It’s not easy to say no to the piece of chocolate your best friend got for you, but it’s even harder burning it off later during your workout. If you didn’t plan to eat it, don’t. Save it for another day.

There are days when I have peanut butter toast in the morning, fish soup for lunch and economic rice without any rice (just the meat and vege side dishes) for dinner.

But there will also be days where I crave fried chicken. I order them without sides and go without sugar drinks.

Sometimes I live on ban mian (Singapore-style noodles with mince pork soup) without finishing the noodles. Or some days I have fruits before going to bed.

I try to keep my calorie intake within 1500. I don’t feel starved at all and I eat whatever I want in moderation. It keeps me content to keep going.

You are what you eat. If you know the food you are craving for is unhealthy, have it in small amounts. We all know what happens when we over indulge. A healthy journey consists of 80% diet and 20% exercise.

Food that will help you in your journey:

- Water, just drink enough water.

- Unsweetened green tea, yes you’ve heard this 2 million times. But it works.

- Fruits: Papayas, Watermelons, Apples, Bananas, Lemons and Kiwis.

- Needless to say lots of vegetables

Try new recipes like cauliflower rice. Or replace potato chips with kale chips.

There won’t be any food to avoid in my list because I genuinely believe in moderation.

8. Curbing cravings

You just had dinner but you are craving for dessert. We all know it’s not acceptable to do it every day.

I’d go for a jog if I were you. The cravings for unhealthy food usually subside after a run. You’ll burn 150 calories with 30 minutes of jogging, but it takes 1 serving of potato chips to gain it back. Is it worth it? You be the judge.

If not I’ll find an alternative like yogurt or fruits to curb the cravings.

The last method is to take off your clothes in front of the mirror and stare at your body. Tell me if you still want that tiramisu after that.

Many times we eat not because we need it but because we want it. A treat is only a treat if you have it once in a while. 

9. Shitty days

Just recently I broke down and cried just because I felt fat. I felt like the ugliest/biggest girl in the world and I just wanted to hide away from the world. There will be days where you feel like shit and nothing you do makes sense to you.

I allowed myself to cry and tell myself that I’m not good enough.

Sometimes we have to embrace our emotions instead of hiding them. Only when we acknowledge what we are feeling, will we be able to fix what’s really broken inside.

After my emotional battle, I pick myself up and continue whatever I was doing. I fixed what was going on inside and stayed focused. People around me saw results. I saw my results. I deserved every single bit of it because I worked hard for it.

Happiness is a choice. You are how you feel about yourself.

Don’t give up on something just because of the time or the difficulty to achieve it. The time will pass anyway. If you don’t work on yourself, who’s going to do it.

I learnt to love myself for every stretchmark, cellulite and scar that’s on me. At the same time, I do my best to be a better version of myself.

10. Take a break If you are tired, not quit.

Lastly, regardless how many times you fail, as long as you get up and try again, you will succeed in the end.

Getting healthy is not a quick fix, it’s a lifestyle. There will be days you feel like eating fast food and not working out. But as long as you get back on your feet the next day, I promise that everything will work out.

Never ever give up on yourself and your body, because you are the only one living in it.

Hope this helps!! Happy 2017! Keep on rocking! :) Let’s embrace 2017 together and achieve whatever you need to acheive!

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I Broke Down Tonight

So tonight something very strange happened. Something that has never happened to me before. I had a panic attack. My day was going normally and I was at work. 10 minutes before my shift, I started to feel a little bit weird. I was uncomfortable. I felt disconnected from the world around me. My hands started shaking and I started shivering and twitching. I clocked out at work and quickly went downstairs and just sat there, thinking about a ton of things all at once. Next thing I knew, I was outside on the sidewalk with two of my co workers beside me trying to calm me down. I was curled up in a ball, breathing heavily with tears running down my face. At first, I couldn’t pin point why this was happening. But then it hit me. Lately, I had been thinking a lot about some people from the start of my channel. People that used to support every video I did and would always interact with me. Flashes of these people flew into my memory. These people were people who I talked to on a regular basis and people I was getting to know fairly well. One of them in particular (who will go nameless) messaged me first because of my videos. She had said that she was very very depressed and cut herself on a regular basis, And at one point had contemplated suicide. At the time, I was making videos on a very regular basis. She said that my videos brought her so much joy and put a smile on her face. My videos were the reason that she had stopped cutting. Months went by and my videos got more and more infrequent. And then I never heard from that girl again. Then, a few months after, I found out that the amazing, strong, and wonderful girl who had sent me those messages months before, had ended her own life. This hit me harder than ever tonight. After conjuring up this memory of her in my mind, I just couldn’t pull myself together. I was crying as my dad held me in his arms asking me what was wrong. And for the first time, I was completely honest with him. I told him that I don’t want to go to college. I told him how much I absolutely adore YouTube, and I told him how incredibly terrified I am of not reaching my dreams as a yputuber. At first, he didn’t understand. He thought my dream was to get famous and be able to make a lot of money. But then I explained my real dream to him. My dream as a YouTuber is to make as many people as I can happy. I want to be there for you all every single day and bring a smile to your faces. I want to make you laugh when you feel like crying. I want to make you smile when you feel like breaking down. I want to make you happy even when you are at your lowest. The thought of that amazing girl ending her own life crushed me. I almost felt responsible for her death. I wish that I had done more. I wish that I had talked to her more. I wish that I could have made more videos for when she felt down. I don’t just want to entertain people. I want to give them hope. I want to make people smile and I want to show people that they truly matter. I don’t do YouTube because I want to get famous. I do YouTube because I want to make people’s lives better. I do it because I want to inspire people and make them feel happy on their saddest days. I do YouTube because I don’t want anyone to feel alone. I want to be there for you guys. I want to be the person you can look to when you are at your lowest and I want to help you in your time of need. I cannot even begin to examine how absolutely in love with YouTube I am. I love it more than anything. I can’t live without it and for this next year, I am going to try as hard as I can to make my dreams come true and I will not stop until it does. You all mean the world to me. I wouldn’t be the happy person I am today without you. Thank you all so much for all of your amazing support. Your comments and tweets and edits and fanarts and everything you do makes me so happy. I love you guys so much. Thank you. Let’s make this year amazing and let’s grow this community into something incredible. A community where everyone respects each other and helps each other out. A community where everyone is close and friendly. A community where no one will ever feel alone. I know we can do this. I love you all so much.

You Will Never Not Matter

so i’ve become the girl who cries wolf and then finds a home inside of the wolf’s belly / i told everyone i hated you but every time, i was lying / i told everyone to unfriend you on all social media and deemed them bad friends if they didn’t / i told everyone at parties that you are a mean, vindictive person / the thing is, though, i really believed it at the time / i really thought when i punched you in the face and blocked your number, i could walk away from you and be alright / but in the morning, i texted you and apologized because i felt so bad / and in the end, i forgive you for the pain you’ve shed / i hate you / i love you / get away from me / come closer / i can’t stand the way you make me feel / i’ve never felt anything better / i told everyone i’d never go back to you but here i am again / it’s like every day is a screaming match with myself and i’m a sucker for dramatics / i can’t help it when you’re the only person who has ever made me feel wanted / i mean, sure, you’re doing it with three other girls but when you say you miss me, i still believe it / so yeah, people are so sick of hearing me cry about you and then hearing about me waking up in your bed / if i don’t even want the best for myself why should they want it for me instead / i don’t know, i just want to see the day where i stop screaming / i don’t know, i just want to see the day where i stop feeling
—  wolf girl
there are seven spirits living in my home with me, and none of them pay rent.

the first one makes the temperature rise in whatever room it is in, until i have to shed my clothing just to be able to breathe. it speaks in a low voice in a way that makes goosebumps rise all over my body. shivers and chills fill me in ways that it hasn’t in so long and the things it says haunts my thoughts, replacing my usual ones with passionate bursts of the color red. the first one has a way of making me feel like it’s inside of me. not in a possession sort of way, but as if it is inhabiting my body and making my blood rush all throughout.

the second one mostly hangs out in my kitchen, so i don’t see it as much. unless it makes an unbelievable amount of noise, forcing me out of my room and downstairs to confront it – only to find food laid out on my table waiting for me resembling the meals i haven’t been able to make for myself in months. it is almost as if the second one knows that living off of a bag of chips might kill me, that heading down to the kitchen alone takes up so much energy that i can’t make myself eat.

the third one is my polar opposite in a way; it throws around the word “deserve” almost as much as i insist i don’t. it knocks over the things i hate, breaking them, and forcing me to replace them and buy something else. something that i actually like. something that will make me happy. i try to tell it that i don’t know what that feels like anymore, that i don’t know what actually makes me happy anymore. that i shouldn’t be frivolous and wasteful. but i think in a past life, the third one was a lawyer because it is very convincing at times.

the fourth one is always in my room, it sits at the edge of my bed and hums softly, sweet lullabies filling the air until i drift off to sleep. sometimes it’ll follow me down to the living room and coax me over to the couch, insisting that i close my eyes and rest. for some reason, the fourth one doesn’t think that laying awake in bed for hours on end doesn’t count as sufficient rest. it’s music is like magic and for the first time in weeks, i can sleep peacefully.

the fifth one and the sixth one are the worst of the bunch. they just have a way of getting under my skin and making me want to explode. going so long without feeling anything, with only numbness coursing through my veins, made me forget what it felt like to be angry or to be jealous, to feel anything other than hopelessness and despair. the fifth one makes me smash plates in rage when thinking about how i haven’t answered anyone’s texts in days. the sixth one makes me cry over people who can actually feel the sunshine on their faces. the fifth and sixth ones make me remember that i am not, in fact, a robot.

and the seventh and final one keeps me company when i can’t sleep at night; when the thoughts are too loud and there isn’t enough music to drown them out. not even the creaking foundation of my home settling can distract me from the fear of failure, the belief of not being good enough, the anxiety of everyday life. the final one is quick on it’s feet; like a boomerang, it’s always ready to fire back and counteract everything i have to say. negatives are met with positives consistently; it’s voice whispers in my ears, so soft and eerie that it sounds like it’s in my own head. like it wants me to believe what it’s saying can truly come from within.

  sometimes i almost wish they just wanted to scare me out of my home rather than act as a counselors i never wanted to see. but sometimes, it’s nice to be reminded that it isn’t always as dark as it seems.
—  A depressed guy moves into a haunted house with 7 demons, each corresponding to a deadly sin. But, they’re all trying to help him get back on his feet - @writing-prompt-s
(cc, 2017)

Modern!Reddie Wedding Headcanons

This is my very first time doing headcanons so we’ll see how it goes! I definitely want to do more. Here we go.

  • The second that same-sex marriage was legalized in all 50 states, Richie dropped down on one knee and proposed with the ring pop he’d been eating.
  • After laughing (and crying) for a few minutes, Eddie enthusiastically accepted.
  • Richie decides to wear this horrendous Hawaiian floral print suit that Eddie says he hates but secretly loves.
  • Richie’s vows are hilarious as expected, but there’s a few particularly sweet moments.
  • Eddie’s vows are incredibly long and heartfelt like wow.
  • Most of the wedding party is in tears by the time he finishes.
  • He’ll later admit that he’d started writing them after his and Richie’s first kiss.
  • “Aw geez Eds, I had no clue you felt that way about me.” “We’re getting married, asshole.”
  • Their reception is the Party Of The Year™
  • The entirety of the Losers’ Club is in attendance, and they all make speeches loaded with inside jokes.
  • It gets to a point where the few other people in attendance can’t even understand what they’re saying.
  • Eddie cries a lot (tears of joy, obviously).
  • When Richie sees Eddie crying, he starts crying too.
  • They’re both just so happy and in love.
  • “I love you so much, Eds.” “I love you too, Trashmouth.”
In My Veins Part Two // A Stiles Stilinski AU

Prompt: Life is all about moments of impact and how they change our lives forever. But, what if one day, you could no longer remember any of them? (Part 2 of 3)

Series: Part One

Relationship: Stiles Stilinski x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Smut, Oral (Male on Female), Angst, Swearing, and Prepare Tissues For Your Tears. 

Word Count: 12,264 (I put my heart and soul into it, I promise it’s worth it)

Song: Wait by M83

A/N: I forgot to mention in part one, but yes this is based on The Vow! Also this ended up getting too long, so I had to split it into two. Because of that, there will be a part three! I hope you guys enjoy this. It’s filled with more Teen Wolf references and I hope it makes you cry. If that doesn’t than the super sweet and loyal Stiles Stilinski surely will. 

“Okay, but what are we doing in a high school on a Saturday?” (Y/N) asked, more confused than she’s ever been. And that’s saying a lot compared to what she’s gone through the past few weeks.

“Well, we spent more time here than most high school students should.” Stiles shrugged. “Maybe you’ll remember something.”

“You don’t have to remember anything, okay?” Lydia intervened the couple. “Just take a look around and maybe something will be triggered.”

(Y/N) nodded and decided she likes the redhead with the green eyes. She was kind and incredibly helpful, more than Stiles was being. It wasn’t exactly his fault, though, he was just too involved and his emotions were all over the place. You can’t blame him for that.

The young woman looked at the few people that decided to join her today and smiled at them. Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Kira, and Isaac all smiled back before she entered the nearest classroom and began looking around for anything. They followed her and (Y/N) felt more nervous than anything. She wanted to remember so she could be free of all of this pain she was feeling, but most importantly, to be free of all this guilt she had inside of her. She couldn’t stand looking at these people and disappoint them anymore. She wanted to remember them and make the pack happy again.

“Anything?” Scott asked and (Y/N) felt like crying as she roamed around the classroom.

“Nothing.” She confessed, all of the pack internally sighing.

“Let’s go to another room.” Isaac suggested, trying to bring everyone’s hope back. “What about the boys’ locker room? Even though she wasn’t supposed to be, (Y/N) was always in there.”

“Why was I in the locker room so often? What the hell was wrong with me?” (Y/N) laughed as they walked to their new destination.

“Well, being in a pack and fighting against the supernatural gets you certain privileges normal people don’t have.” Scott shrugged and (Y/N) laughed even harder.

“What a blessing.” She joked and Stiles’ heart ached when she used her usual sarcasm. It was all there, everything about the (Y/N) he knew and loved was right there inside her. It was just so impossible to reach.

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Peter x Reader Imagine

Summary:  After getting your feelings hurt by one of your friends, you decide to spend the rest of the afternoon at the roof of the building you live in, to have some time alone with your thoughts. However, Peter, who happens to live in the same building as you, saw you cry on your way home, and followed you to the roof to make sure you were okay. From that day, something sparked between the two of you.

A/N: I’m basically venting my feelings, something very similar happened to me today and I feel like shit about it.

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“Hey Y/N” One of your closest friends waved at you, as you emptied your backpack, leaving everything inside your locker. “Hey, you’re going to Frank’s birthday party?”

You frowned at your friend. You knew Frank’s birthday was today, and wished him a happy birthday in both his social media and at school. But, at any point, Frank didn’t tell you anything about a party or something.

“What? Why am I always the last one to be told about plans and stuff?” You asked sarcastically.

“Shit” Your friend muttered. “I-I thought he’d told you. He said he invited everyone from our group of friends…” He said awkwardly.

You felt your heart break a little bit. Did it feel like you’d been stabbed in the back or being left forgotten to die? Was it both of them? Whatever it was, it hurt, and instantly made you feel stupid for considering Frank a close friend, when apparently, Frank didn’t consider you as close as you’d thought.

“I-I mean…” Your friend continued, realising his mistake, and noticing how your usual smile immediately changed to a crooked attempt of smile. “I thought you two were buddies, ya know?” He laughed awkwardly, avoiding your stare.

“Yeah” You said feeling a lump in your throat. “So did I” You closed your locker and turned around, as your eyes became teary. “Gotta go, I might miss the bus” You said coldly and left at once.

Silent tears began falling from your eyes, as you avoid looking at anyone on your way to the bus stop. What an awful feeling, both anger and sadness filled you with loud thoughts, making you wish you could just mute the entire world and just be alone in silence for a while.

You sat on the very first seat of the bus, and looked out the window, hoping that everyone would ignore you.

“Ned, I’m telling you, Spanish isn’t that hard if you hand in everything in time” You heard Peter Parker’s voice, a nice and shy guy with whom you shared several classes, plus he happened to live in the same building as you did. You weren’t precisely friends, but, you found it easy to talk to Peter.

“I dunno, man. The teacher definitely hates me” Said Ned.

“Do you mind if I sit with you Y/N” Peter asked politely, as you shrugged.

Normally you’d greet both Peter and Ned. But since your eyes were fixed on the window, Peter noticed your weird attitude.

“Is everything alright?” Peter asked you, sitting next to you, as you shrugged again. “Can I help you…”

“No, Peter. Thank you, but no” You snapped, turning around to see him in the eye.

You turned back to the window, wishing he’d sat somewhere else. You immediately regretted the way you talked to him. Peter was a pretty sweet guy, who always avoided fights or arguments. He didn’t deserve it. However, Peter noticed your teary eyes, and felt worried for you. Since you were always the cheerful kid who always tried to have a smile and something nice to say to anyone. Something should’ve gone bad for you to be teary and aggressive.

“Peter” You whispered. “I-I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to…”

“It’s cool Y/N” Peter answered before you could finish. “I hope whatever happened gets better. I really like your smile” He complimented you, in an attempt to make you feel better.

You smiled softly and looked through the window, silent until your way home. When your stop arrived, both Peter and you hopped out of the bus, and silently walked inside the building. In any other day, you’d had a small chat with Peter until you reached your apartment, which was on the second floor, and Peter would continue to his in the third floor. However, this time you didn’t stop in the second floor, you kept going towards the roof. You needed some alone time to cry comfortably by yourself.

However, Peter knew there was something wrong. He was surprised when you kept walking up the staircase past the second floor. He left his stuff inside his apartment and followed you silently towards the roof. He remained behind the emergency door to the roof, and watched from afar.

You sat close to the edge, and hugged your knees close to your body, and began sobbing and cursing in a low voice. Hearing you cry, made Peter’s eyes get slightly teary, he never liked to see people cry. He couldn’t stand watching and felt the need to do something about it.

He walked into the roof, and closed the emergency door gently, so it wouldn’t make any  noise, and walked silently towards you.

“What happened, Y/N?” He asked.

You flinched at hearing his voice, and looked behind you to find Peter, staring at you with a concerned face. You looked back to the buildings in front of yours, and gulped. Peter sat next to you, whispering your name.

“I-it’s just that…” You began, cleaning your tears with your sleeve. “…have you ever realised you don’t mean as much to someone as they mean to you?”

Peter moved closer to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and bringing you closer for a hug.

“It sucks…” He muttered. “Who…”

“I thought I was close friends with Frank” You interrupted him. “I really did. I’d message him constantly when he left to that exchange in Italy, I once threw him a surprise party at my place…I thought we were actually friends…”

“Wait, Frank? But you two are friends, aren’t you?” Peter asked surprised.

“I don’t even know at this point” You sighed, as more silent tears fell down your tears.

“I’m sorry Y/N” He whispered, hugging you tighter.

“Frank apparently is throwing a party today with his close groups of friends…you can guess what happened next”

“Hey, maybe he forgot to invite you? I dunno, you should try to…”

“Yeah, Frank” you added sassily. “Mr. Perfect, who always gets pissed at people who don’t do their job in team projects, and is in like every activity the school has, and yet he manages to have perfect grades? Yeah, I don’t think he forgot about me” Your voice lowered down, as you spoke, as you felt that back-stabbing ache again.

Peter didn’t answer. But he hugged you tighter and stroked your hair. From everyone in the school, you’d never imagined it would be Peter Parker who would comfort you during a hard time. He kissed the top of your head, as an affection gesture, as trying to say “I’m here for you, unlike that asshole Frank”

“I’m going to have chinese with my aunt May tonight, would you like to join us for dinner?” Peter asked.

More tears fell down your eyes, but this time were more like happy tears. Even when things felt like shit for a second, now everything seemed to be getting better. Having chinese with Peter and his aunt sounded like more fun that a birthday party. You broke the hug, cleaning your tears and smiling at Peter.

“Sure, I’d love that” You whispered, as Peter smiled back at you.

“Now, that’s the smile I was talking about earlier” He said, as you giggled shyly. “Let’s get going to my place, and I’ll call May to let her know we’re having a guest tonight” He stood up, and offered you his hand to help you up.

After having dinner, Peter and you hung out in his room for a while. The two of you talked about endless things, and realised you two shared a lot of interests. You’d never imagined Peter was this cool, and you felt somewhat grateful that you’d had to go through some bad stuff in order to get to meet Peter. So, in the end, you weren’t as mad at Frank as you did earlier. Because of him, you were now having a pretty good friday night, chatting with Peter.

After midnight, you decided to head to your apartment, and Peter offered to walk you to it, even if it was a floor below. Peter asked you out, to have some ice cream the next day, and you accepted before you two hugged before parting ways. That night, you couldn’t stop thinking about Peter.

“Has Peter being this good looking the whole time?” You kept asked yourself over and over. Feeling warm and fuzzy inside.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Well, writing this helped me feel better, so, I’m glad. Hope you liked it, requests are open, since I lack of imagination *cries*


As Hayley sees it, all she ever wanted was friends to make music with. “I was an only child, and I want to be a part of something really bad. When I got signed by myself, I felt very alone,” she says. “If my dad was sitting here next to me, he would tell you about all the pages in my journal of me drawing me and four other faceless friends on different instruments. That’s why when I see a kid at a show that looks like they’re crying their brains out because they’re sitting in a room with thousands of other people who get it, I cry onstage. And I hide it because it’s embarrassing. But I get what that feels like to just want to find your place. And this is my place. This is my place.”

- The Fader

How I Learned to Write Characters (Or How I Became TV Trash)

I used to write horrible characters. They had no personality, embodied stereotypes of the worst types of people and the best, and every protagonist was a Mary Sue. I didn’t understand why I couldn’t relate to them. I created them, didn’t I?

Growing up didn’t fix that. Neither did meeting other people. It helped, yeah. But you can’t ever learn everything about someone. People don’t run like characters do, and if they happen to be similar, chances are they won’t let you find out. It came on its own.

I went through some hard times. At least, for a kid. I dealt with people that didn’t understand that me or my friends were human or had feelings. And it left me and my various mental illnesses struggling to even find motivation to write.

I watched TV. I read.

Finding characters, I understood why I needed to make them better. I found characters that I could relate to. Characters with faults. Characters that were bad people but with good intentions, and fixed themselves.

As I put scotch tape over my cracks in my mind, I learned more about how to write. And as I watched characters, I learned more about myself, too. I could write trauma now. I could write flashbacks. I could write depression and harassment and anxiety and sleepless nights.

And when it got bad, I thought to myself–one more episode. One a day. I just have to sit. There were days where I felt like I had nothing to live for but to find out what happened in the next episode of the current crappy anime I watched. I credit my life to it, honestly, because I was so far gone. I’m back now.

It was bad, but characters around me got through it. I was able to function if they were. They had motivation. I had motivation. I could write these things because I had been through these things and these characters helped me function.

Have any of you cried when you watched TV, not because it was sad, but because you felt the same way they did? Because all of a sudden you were back when you were weak and all you wanted to do was to make them feel better? Crying and sobbing in front of my phone because
I was like that too
And I want people to remember that and see the character get better too alongside them
Because they can do it.

Just little things. Steven Universe–anime–cartoons–I could relate. I could write. I could give my characters the same troubles I had and the same feelings and maybe
Just maybe
Someone else might find their reason to live another day. Someone else might figure out that they’re not alone.

And for all I know, that someone could be the future me.

It was worth it. It still is. Other people’s writing and drawings saved me. And you? The amateur writer going through a tough spot? A recovering pro? A beginner who wants to give up?

You could change somebody’s life. And that somebody might be you.

Mile High | Taeyong

Warning: Strong language, Smut

Word count: 1930

Originally posted by nakamotens

I slumped into the hard, faux leather chair while shoving my earbuds into my ears. Music slowly started to fill my mind and I was at ease once again. I looked around the gate, my eyes scanning over every person. I closed my eyes and rested my head against the chair, waiting for the flight attendant to board my plane.

I was on my way back from Japan, where I went to visit what I had thought was my boyfriend. Only to walk in on him and another girl which then proceeded to cancel any and all plans I had for this trip and buy the first ticket back home. What a prick. I grew angry just thinking about him, and secretly thanked the flight attendant when she pulled me out of my thoughts.

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A few words for Misha

Misha is one of those very few people you can call perfect and actually mean it. He gives so much to everyone just a simple smile makes one feel a bit better and that’s the type of people we need in those world. He makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside just by watching him act as himself. And it’s very sad that he thinks he doesn’t deserve our words of kindness but this man deserves all the respect from anyone. This man has been through so much, he’s gone through bullying, self harm, homelessness, and etc. And I mean this from the bottom of my heart, misha is my biggest idol I look up to him and I know so many other people do as well. I hope that later on i can stay as positive as this man does even though he’s gone through a lot. I don’t even have the words to actually say it all because their are no words. Misha overall is just a great person, truly a blessing. He has taught me that there is no limit to imagination, and to never be afraid of who you truly are or you’ll end up like everyone else.

This man is also not afraid to be himself and be out of the ordinary, sometimes I do weird things that make everyone in class think I’m absolutely insane and then I think that this man does even crazier things and still has millions of people looking up to him. So then I think f*ck it i rather be insane than be normal and the same as everyone else. THANK YOU

I’m not crying

I know not many people care for what I have to say but I felt like I had to.

Flood my Mornings: Ian (IV)

Notes from Mod Bonnie

  • This story takes place in an AU in which Jamie travels through the stones two years after Culloden and finds Claire and his child in 1950 Boston.
  • Previous installment:  Ian (III): [Newborn fluff]

July 22, 1951

Come now, man: you were the Laird of Broch bloody Tuarach. It wasn’t long ago when you were capable of everything from bringing down foes on the battlefield barehanded to manipulating the workings of Europe’s royal courts. Even in more recent years, you managed to master an Automobile, did you not? For the love of Bride, you can certainly bring yourself to WALK to the Elevators.

Jamie did force himself to walk at a more-or-less dignified pace, but he let the foolish grin fly forth unchecked: Bree was here.

It had been only a day since he’d last seen her, but Lord, it seemed an eternity. More than once in that space of time, he’d found himself worrying for her sake. It had been so rushed, those minutes between their talking-to beneath the oak tree and when he’d entrusted her to the Harpers before fairly leaping into the Car to get to Claire’s side. He could scarcely remember how he had left things between him and his daughter. Had she spent the time apart fretting that he was still angry with her over the business with the climbing? 

He walked faster. She had been fine, Marian (and later Penelope) had assured him in the times when he’d phoned, no tantrums or tears; but he still could scarcely wait another moment to have his little girl back in his arms again. For, full and complete as the experience of Ian’s birth had been, holding the wean made Jamie feel Bree’s absence all the more; a deep, growing ache in his wame, more noticeable with every passing minute. He needed to have both of his children there together, to kiss and hold them, to see both at once. A Dhia, came the stunned, joyful thought as he accelerated around the final corner: a father of two, Fraser… 

Mrs. Byrd was just stepping out of the Elevator, Bree’s hand in hers, and Jamie could have burst with sheer joy at the sight, except that the minute his daughter laid eyes on him, she burst first: into tears.

He closed the distance between them in a matter of moments and caught her up into his arms, clutching her tight against his chest in a terrible panic of love and worry. “Bree, lass?” 

She had thrown her arms around his neck at once, and he could feel the whole of her little body shaking as she sobbed out something that sounded like ‘Da.’ 

“I’m here.” He cupped her head. “Shhhh, dinna fash, lass, it’s alright….What’s the matter, a leannan?”

Penelope was apparently as bewildered as he. “Goodness! Where did that—She was quiet all morning, but I didn’t know something was—Oh, there, there, honey,” she crooned, coming close to stroke Bree’s back. “Tell us what’s the matter, sweet pea.

Even with an inconsolable toddler on his shoulder, Jamie was filled with such tenderness and gratitude toward this dear woman. He and Claire truly couldn’t work at their hours and pace of life without Penelope’s endless dedication, a fact that would be all the more true in future, with two wee ones in her charge. To her credit, she was no cold, cruel governess like those in the stories: ‘Grannie Byrd’ was truly a member of the family.  Jamie managed to bend down and kiss her on the cheek and express some of the depth of his gratitude with words, even over Bree’s tears. He truly hoped they never had occasion to learn what they would do without Penelope Byrd. 

“Oh, you won’t have to, if I have anything to say about it,” she promised, patting Bree’s shaking back, then casting about a bit sheepishly. “I hate to run off and leave you without knowing what’s troubling her, but…” 

“…But you’ve a wee grandson to meet,” he said with a smile, and for a moment, the look on her dear, weathered face made him wonder if he would have to manage two distraught ladies crying on his shoulder in a moment. 

Still, as Penelope—glowing—made her way down the hall to find Claire and Ian, there was only Bree; only his daughter, sobbing her entire heart out.

Alright, now,” he murmured in Gaelic, finding an empty chair on a quiet side-corridor and settling down into it. Surely, this was only the relief of an unaccustomed separation ended at last, he reasoned, and that would be soothed easily enough. “It’s alright, wee love….Cry all ye must…It’s alright, mo chridhe….

He closed his eyes and held her tightly, a lump in his throat making him feel as though he would join her in crying at any moment. She just felt so big in his arms, so solid and full of lively energy, and all at once. he wanted to hold her there forever and keep her from growing up—that she might stay his wee one, always. “I love you, Brianna Ellen,” he murmured, finding it was the only thing that could hold the weight of all he felt. 

What Brianna said in response had Jamie’s eyes flying open wide, and he bolted up so straight and so suddenly that Bree detached from his neck and would have toppled backward. “What was it ye said?” 

Her face was red and wet and swollen, her expression the exact twin to her voice: wretched and genuinely crushed as she repeated: “…Love Beeyin more—th’n—me?” 

NO,” he swore violently. He saw her jump and forced himself to lower his voice. “That is absolutely not so, Brianna.” 

“But—” She rubbed her eyes with both fists, hiccuping and still sobbing.  “But them—they—” 

Bree.” He managed to get her to meet his eye again, torn between simple astonishment and anxiety for the state of her heart. “What on earth would make ye think such a thing?”

“Didna’nt MEAN to think one,” she wailed. “People were say—sayin’—”

“Which people? Who, lass?” he pushed. 

“Meerin an’— Mister Tom an’ the people.” 

“Oh, aye?…. And what did they say to ye?”

“That—” Tears welled up again in force and her words were choked and gasping. “You’re so much happy—‘cause of havin’ a—a baby thatsa baby-boy for FINALLY, and—and—” She collapsed once more in a heap around his neck. “An’—I—was—sad.

“Oh, my sweet, wee cub…” 

Jamie pulled her as close as he could, and kissed her again and again, her warm head pressed against his cheek.  If Marian or Tom had truly made such a comment, he knew it would have been a completely lighthearted jest that had gotten unfortunately misconstrued. Still, by whatever means, that sense of ‘finally’ had obviously taken root in Bree’s heart, for the feeling behind that word had been deep and true. 

“The people didna mean anything by it at all, Bree,” he promised. “It’s just how folk talk sometimes, aye? Some nonsense about how daddies are supposed to like their boys best, and mummies, the girls.”

“Thit’s—It’s…” He felt her sniff, heard the tentative hope. “….it’s a nonsense?”

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “‘Aye, of course it is. Lass, I love your baby brother wi’ all my heart, but there’s no’ a single thing in the world that could make me love YOU less.” She coughed and gulped for air, and Jamie decided that perhaps humor would be of some use. “In fact, your Mum and me quarrel ALL the time about which of us loves ye most.”

She stirred and glowered dubiously up at him from under wet lashes, lips still quivering. “…Who’s….the most one?”

“Both of us.” 

“But who?”

“Mum AND Da.” 

Bree had trouble not grinning, though she made a valiant effort to stay stoic. 

Jamie pressed his good fortune. “And, let’s face it, wee Ian shall—WELL….Can ye keep a secret?”

“Yeah!” she whispered, streaming eyes suddenly wide. “I’m keep it!”

Only between us, ken….?”  Jamie whispered confidentially. “Your wee brother is going to have to work verra, VERRA hard to impress, because his sister is already the best there is.”

Me’s, the siss-ter?” 

“Aye, that’s you.”

She giggled even as a latent tear slid the rest of the way down her cheek. Jamie thumbed it away and kissed the track, serious again. “Truly, Bree: no matter how much we love Ian, your Mum and I canna love you any less, not ever. It isna even possible, do ye hear me?” 

She got a deep breath at last and exhaled it, the life coming back to her eyes. “Aye-okay.” 

Aye-okay, indeed.” He kissed her, his heart full. “Shall we go meet your wee brother, then, cub? He’s been asking after ye…”

And her smile—captivating him entirely with the earnest joy and excitement in it—was all the reassurance he needed. 

A Night To Remember

Originally posted by tutrinhh157

  • Member: Park Jihoon 
  • Genre: fluffy/bit of angst at the start
  • Word Count: 2880 words
  • Summary: When your parents meet up with their old friends and you meet their gorgeous son, Park Jihoon. The dinner goes horribly wrong and Jihoon whisks you away for one of the best nights of your life.
  • Requested: Yes


“y/n come on get dressed nicely, we need to get to the restaurant!!” your mum exclaims (okay y’all i’m australian so we say mum instead of mom so no it’s not a typo). You groan and get up out of your warm comfy bed and dress up so you can go to dinner with your parents to see their friends which they haven’t seen in 20 years. Your mum said it was a super fancy place they were going so I needed to dress up to the tens. You take a quick shower and style your hair into a half up half down hairstyle, you slip on a pale grey flowy dress with lace sleeves which reaches a bit above your knees. You do a light layer of makeup and slip on your black heels. You looked dressed up enough for a fancy dinner and pretty nice if you say so yourself. Your family gets in the car and drives to the restaurant. During the drive, your dad tells you that their friends are permanently moving into the neighbourhood. Your mum also mentions their friends are bringing their son as well and that he’s starting at your school and that you should show him around. You scoff at that you tell them “he’s probably like way younger than me and annoying, so no thank you.” Your mum just rolls her eyes muttering to herself something about teenagers. The thing is you love your parents but they care about their social status a lot because your family was quite well off. It really annoys because you need to go to a lot of dinner parties and events. You were really sick of it to be honest, especially since it’s holidays and you just wanted to stay home and watch netflix. 

You and your parents arrive at this gorgeous fancy restaurant, you’re escorted to a private room. You automatically think your parents friends are extremely rich, you enter the private dining room. Your eyes first catch a well dressed asian couple, the man wore a crisp dark blue suit with a white undershirt and the woman looked beautiful in a sleek elegant long black dress, with pearls and her short hair. Your parents suddenly blocked your view as they hugged and shook hands with their friend and exchanging pleasantries. Your mum introduces you to them “y/n this is Mr and Mrs Park”, you smile politely and say “it’s very nice to meet you Mr and Mrs Park.” Mrs Park exclaims “wow y/n you’re so pretty and grown up, let me introduce you to your son, I think you two will get along since you’re the same age.” You look around and you spotted him, your breath hitched. In front of you was a completely drop dead gorgeous guy around your age, he looked so good in a black suit which contrasted his dyed light brown hair. He looks at you, and smiles charmingly, and even with him just smiling at you, your heart sped up significantly. Then you heard his melodic voice “Hi, I’m Park Jihoon, it’s nice to meet you” as he introduced himself to you he grabbed your hand and kissed it. You became a puddle of goo, quite a few of guys have done that but no one has ever made you feel that way. He was like your prince charming. You remembered your manners and you smiled back flirtatiously (you think, you have no idea how to flirt tbh). “Hi Jihoon, my name’s y/n, it’s nice to meet you too.” 

The table was circular so you end up sitting between your mum and Jihoon. As the adults make small talk, Jihoon taps you lightly on the shoulder, and asks you “I heard you’re going to the school I’m transferring to, could you tell me about it?” You guys have this amazing connection which makes you both just instantly comfortable with each other. Even though he was adorably shy at first. You never felt so at ease with someone you just met. You talk about school for all of the first course, you guys joke around and laugh a lot. You tell him all about the sports because he wants to join the dance crew, the basketball and soccer team. You also talk about academics and how both of you suck at maths. You tease him about that he’s going to have so many admirers and he replies smirking “I only need one admirer, and I have a girl in mind.” Your heart sinks thinking he likes someone (you’re an idiot) but you don’t show your disappointment, you give a half hearted smile and ask who she is. He says coyly “it’s a secret” which he finishes with a wink. In his mind he was like wtf ew what are you doing and when did you become such a cheese freak but like you really do need to impress this girl she’s amazing. Your heart flutters again and you can’t only say it’s just attraction, Park Jihoon makes you feel things you’ve never felt before. Before you could say anything to tease him about his cheesiness, you accidentally drop your knife onto the floor. Your mum looks super angry, she sometimes snaps at the smallest things especially infront of special people. She scolds you quietly enough for only you and unfortunately Jihoon to hear “y/n stop being a complete embarrassment and disappointment to our family, act like the proper lady, I raised you to be.” You downcast your head in shame, you hold back a few tears and even though you don’t usually cry when your own mum says that, it hurts. 

Jihoon was so pissed off that your own mother said that to you and wanted to comfort you so badly. He lightly placed his hand on yours and squeezed it softly. His heart nearly broke as he saw you glance back at up him in surprise and shock, he could see tears glistening in your eyes. He knew he liked you the moment he first saw you, the way you smiled at him, how your eyes sparkled when you talked about something you liked. How your laugh was just like music to his ears and how one smile from you could make his heart race. To see you so upset all he wanted to do was get out of here and cheer you up. Being the absolutely reckless person he was, he whispered to you “let’s get out of here, we both know, we don’t want to be here”, you being super upset thought that sounded like an amazing idea, you nodded and smiled at Jihoon. He cheekily grinned back to you and whispered “get ready to run okay? I’ll count down from 5.” You take off your heels and got ready to sprint, Jihoon counts down “5,4,3,2,1!” You feel Jihoon grabs your hand pulling you along but not too roughly, you both run as fast as your legs can carry you and you sprint out of the restaurant with your parents calling your name. Everyone in the restaurant stares at you because you two look like a runaway couple in love, Jihoon wolf whistles for a cab and you guys get in just as your parents come rushing out of the restaurant. You laugh as you drive off and you smile at Jihoon and you say sweetly “thank you I don’t think I could’ve faked smiled and eaten dinner that whole entire evening.” He replies grinning at you which makes your heart skip a beat, “let’s go to the mall and get some comfy clothes and food then I’ll show you my favourite place in this whole city.” You agree happily, but in the taxi you had butterflies in your stomach, a guy has never made you so reckless before, going against your parents wishes is something you’d never do. He made you feel alive, that you could do anything with him. But unbeknownst to you, he felt the exact same way. 

The sexual tension in the car was ridiculous, with you guys “accidentally” brushing your legs and fingers against each other, or when the taxi took a sharp turn and you guys lean on each other. Every time you do both of your heartbeats get faster and so loud you think each other would hear it. You reach towards the shopping mall and Jihoon swipes his card and you protest saying that you should pay. He chuckles at you and says “I’m a gentleman and as a gentleman shouldn’t I pay on the date?” (like yeah ik its outdated whatever if someone pays for my stuff food or clothes i’m happy yo cause i’m broke af). You just shake your head lightly but smirk at him asking “so this is a date then?” He just shyly says but also smirks back “if you want it to be.” You blush because you do but he probably doesn’t feel the same, you don’t reply and you just point to a store which looks like it had good clothing. You enter the clothes shop and you both look around for a bit and Jihoon basically screams your name to come over and see what he found. He shows you a set of couple outfits, a pale pink hoodie with black sweatpants and white shoes for him and a cropped pale pink hoodie with black leggings and white shoes for you. You can’t deny it’s a pretty cute outfit even though it’s overwhelmingly pink, you don’t mind though. You smile at him and say “they look cute, I’ll try mine on but couple outfits really Jihoon?” He blushes, because he did want to look like a couple and he really didn’t want to see any guys to flirt with you, especially because of how gorgeous you are. You both try on the couple outfits and you both say you look really good, you put your fancy outfits in the store bag and walk out of the store feeling so much more comfortable. Jihoon pays because you realised you didn’t even bring any money because you didn’t think you need it. You feel super bad but he just waves you off. The cashier said you guys were such a cute couple and both of you blushed and before you could protest that you weren’t. Jihoon just says thanks and grins, grabs your hand and walks out of the store before you could say anything else. You try to let go but he looks you dead in the eye and says hesitantly “just hold my hand okay?” you quickly nod and smile at him because of course you want to hold his hand. 

You quickly get some pizza and some cans of soda, and you’re still holding hands. It feels so right to you, to have his hand wrapped around yours, that little bit of skin contact makes you feel so comfortable and happy. Jihoon felt the same way even just buying clothes and getting food with you felt so special and fun he’s never laughed this much in one night. He can’t wait to show you “his place” especially since you bugged him about it the whole time wanting to know what and where it is. You guys get in another cab and in the cab you get a bit sleepy so you don’t realise but you doze off leaning on Jihoon’s shoulder still holding hands. He looks at you like he’s in love, he had no other way to describe it. You looked beautiful with you cheeks slightly puffed out and the way a few strands of your hair covered your face. He brushed them away and tucked them behind your ear. He leaned on your head and let you sleep for a bit until you arrive. He gently shakes you awake and you yawn and then you realise you fell asleep and immediately apologise. He laughs it off and sweetly says to you “you looked cute when you were sleeping but you totally drooled.” You’re mortified and embarrassingly say “actually???” he replies with a grin and a chuckle “nope you didn’t, you should’ve seen your face.” “YAH! PARK JIHOON you scared me for a second” you say trying to hide your grin and lightly slapping him on the arm. Luckily for him you guys arrive in front of park and he says to you “come on the pizza’s gonna get cold there’s a special place here which I always come to think.” He pays for the taxi quickly and he walks quite quickly right into like a huge bunch of trees. He pushes the branches away for it to be easier for you to get through. There’s a little clearing and it’s beautiful.

You gasp when you see it, it’s a gorgeous little pond with white lilies surrounding it and a huge willow tree right next to it. The moonlight is reflecting off the pond, it look so picturesque. You smile brightly at Jihoon and exclaim “it’s gorgeous!” “it really is isn’t it?” he replies back. You guys lean on the willow tree and eat pizza and drink coke, you laugh and talk about the weirdest and randomest stuff to the deepest secrets you’ve never told anyone. Suddenly your eyes meet and Jihoon says to you softly “I like you y/n, this has been the best night of my life, even though I’ve only known you for a few hours, you make me feel so happy and just alive. So will you accept my feelings?” You beam in happiness and wrap your arms around him for a tight hug and say softly “I like you too Park Jihoon, you care, you make me laugh and you make feel like the happiest girl in the world. So of course i accept your feelings.” He picks you up in delight and you squeal as he spins you around, weirdly you end up dancing just twirling and slow dancing. He even puts on some music to make it more fun. You loved it, twirling, giggling, being close and dancing with Jihoon. You guys ended up being super worn out and just ended up snuggling while looking at the stars and naming all the constellations. After an hour or two of being in each other’s arms you both realise you should get back to your parents. No matter how bad of punishments you were going to get, you guys get another taxi and he rides all the way home with you and he has his arm around you, holding your hands and whispering soothing words so you aren’t freaking about what your parents would say or do. He drops you off at your front gate and he hugs you and whispers goodnight and double checks if you have his phone number which you do. He goes towards the taxi, you can’t help but feel slightly disappointed because a bit a lot of you wanted a kiss from him. Just as you thought that he came running back and whispered “I might be shy but I can’t just not take this chance” he then proceeds to kiss you softly and gently, it was much longer than you expected. But it felt like heaven and his lips tasted like the coca cola you guys drank at the park. You break apart and you’re both softly smiling. You say quietly to him “I’ll see you at school Jihoon-ah, I’ll miss you”, you proceed to kiss him on the cheek softly. He smiles back at you and replies “I’ll miss you too y/n.” You were so happy you met Jihoon, he really did make this one of the best nights of your life. You knew you were already falling in love with this guy despite not knowing him longer than a few hours.     It really was a night to always to remember. 

You get to your house and you get shouted at by your parents but they eventually forgive you saying they were just worried. But you were grounded until school started, no phone and no going out. The next week went painfully slow and when the first day of school arrived you were so happy but so nervous because you can see Jihoon again. You thought what if it was only a one time thing? Does he actually even like me? But even with these thoughts you made sure to look really nice and pretty, and arriving to school exactly on time. You catch up with all of your friends and go to your first class which ended up being maths. Your teacher announces there’s a new student and you stop everything you were doing and your gaze fixated on him. Park Jihoon, when he saw you his face but couldn’t help but light up and you knew yours did as well. All the girls were whispering how good looking he was but you didn’t care because you knew when you two made eye contact that he missed you as much as you did. After he introduced himself, the teachers asked him if he’d like to say anything. He said yes that he has something to say to someone and looking directly at you he smiles and gives you his signature wink and says. 

“Y/n will you be my girlfriend?”

OKAY I KNOW THIS ISN’T A COMPLETELY ACCURATE REPRESENTATION OF JIHOON BUT LIKE THERES GONNE BE 1-2 MORE FICS OF HIM IN THE NEXT FEW DAYS SO…IT’LL BE FINE. But I hope you all liked it, even if it wasn’t that accurate lol, also it’s super messy and rushed at the end IMMa probs edit later so sorryyyy. BUT THANK YOU FOR READING LOVE YOU ALL!!!




First off the legendary, iconic Sasha Pieterse aka Alison DiLaurentis who was running this show at only 14 years old. Even though most the series she was either dead or kind of out of the inner circle, she constantly found ways to steal the moment. Even when Alison could’ve been a total bitch, you found yourself rooting for her (well if not her then Sasha because damn girl you can act lol)

Heres my list of dramatic Ali faves (it is in order from least to most):

1. Episode 3x17 (I still have no clue who Beach Hottie is for sure)

2. Episode 3x23 (Which is one of my favorite episodes in the series. I just always loved this moment.)

3. Episode 7x02 (This was so hard to watch, I felt bad seeing my baby like this)

4. Episode 5x24 (YALL… When I tell yall I was in TEARS!!! I thought they were really really going to jail. I was really telling people ‘free my girls’ that’s how invested I was)

And my very favorite emotional, scene stealing performance by Sasha was THIS….

5. Episode 4x24 (I FELT this entire scene. I didn’t see Sasha in this scene I saw Ali. I was crying. I felt for her so much. I lost it at ‘Can’t you see me breathing?’)

Tell me some of your favorite dramatic Sasha/Ali scenes that didn’t make the cut!!!! 

Joker Imagine - Don’t Touch Him

Your P.O.V.

‘‘Thanks’‘ I offered the bartender a smile as I got my drinks. I had ordered one drink for me and one for J. We were at his club, having a good time after a heist gone well. The music was blasting loudly and it made me happy. People were dancing and swinging around but they allowed me to walk through the mess. They knew who I was, that’s why. Being J’s girlfriend made me feel powerful.

I hummed the random song I heard and then spotted my boyfriend in the booth. Just as I headed over there, another girl stepped beside J. I froze on the spot and my eyes glued onto her. She had curly brown hair, a very short white dress and killer heels. Maybe a casual chat would be okay but she wasn’t in it for anything casual. She was twirling her hair between her fingers and then she dared to cross the line.

The damn girl climbed on J’s lap. J looked surprised and he tried to say something to her but I’m sure she didn’t care. I let go of the drinks, letting them fall on the floor and break. Then I speed walked to J in pure anger. ‘’Hey!’’ I yelled, making heads turn. The girl looked at me as well.

‘‘Get the fuck off my boyfriend!’‘ I spat at her with fire in my eyes. She seemed shocked at first but then she smirked. Usually I’d like to play with my prey but I was too frustrated. J watched the situation closely. I grabbed the girl’s hair and pushed her off, then letting her fall on the floor. She screamed in pain but I didn’t give  a fuck.

‘‘What the fuck were you thinking?’‘ I spat into her face and then got on top of her, straddling her waist. The girl slapped me, making me gasp. This wouldn’t end good. ‘‘You should keep an eye on him’‘ She tried to defend herself. It’s like darkness took over me. All the joy and happiness I felt a moment ago just flew away and I felt hatred burning in my stomach. I wanted to kill this woman.

My hands found a way to her throat and I added pressure, looking into her eyes with a big smile as she struggled to breathe. ‘’Think twice next time you throw yourself at people’’I giggled, enjoying the fact that she was crying. Everything else around me disappeared for a moment. It was just this skank and me, fighting over J. 

Her skin started to turn purple. That’s when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw J there with a grin on his face. ‘’I think she learned a lesson’’ He laughed as I still strangled her. My hands were kind of numb by now. I sighed and let go, hearing how she gasped for air. I stood up and so did she. Although J said it was enough, I wasn’t quite done yet. Just as she got on her feet, I grabbed a bottle from the table, smashing it so it turned into a sharp weapon. 

The noise caught the girl’s attention and she did a foolish mistake. She looked at me. ‘’Run’’ I whispered and I swear I had never seen anyone running so fast in heels. Alcohol was running down my hand from the smashed bottle. I just stood there, catching my breath. As I slowly calmed down, I felt a stinging pain in my hand.

‘‘Oh..doll you’re hurt’‘ J let me know, stepping in front of me. He grabbed my arm and that’s when I saw it. While smashing the bottle, I got glass all over my arm. Blood was rolling down my skin, my wounds looking fresh red. J took the bottle out of my hand and got rid of it. ‘‘Oops’‘ I mumbled and tried to hide away my pain. ‘‘Kitten..you must be careful’‘ He sighed and then met my eyes. His blue ones were looking stormy tonight, being both dark but bright. It was strange in a fascinating way.

He had this power over me and I didn’t know how. But I kind of liked it.

‘‘Let’s get you cleaned up’‘ He told me, obviously not wanting me to bleed to death. As we started walking away, I spoke up. ‘‘Who was that girl?’‘ I wanted to know. ‘‘I have no idea. But don’t worry, I doubt she’ll come around again’‘ He laughed, making me giggle as well.Then I winced in pain because my hand hurt.

‘‘You were really hot baby’‘ J added after a while. We were in the elevator now. ‘‘Did you like to see me lose it in front of everyone?’‘ I raised my eyebrow, feeling confused. ‘‘Mhhmm..I wouldn’t mind seeing you handle another person like that again’‘ He shrugged with a smirk. I couldn’t help but to feel happy. ‘’Well I’m glad I taught her a lesson. I won’t let any dirty paws on you’‘ I promised J.Usually he was the jealous and overprotective one but I could get a bit temperamental as well.

                We reached the penthouse where J had me sit on the kitchen island. He found some first aid things and for once he wanted to help me out. If we got injured, someone else would help. Of course, I didn’t mind having J by me. He was removing the shards of glass which hurt but I did my best to ignore it.

‘‘Daddy, I’m not tired’‘ I sighed, trying out a little plan. J froze for a second, forgetting about the blood. Then he looked at me a bit darkly. He knew what I was doing. ‘‘Can we stay up?’‘ I purred and put my bottom lip between my teeth. ‘‘Kitten, daddy’s trying to focus’‘ He growled darkly. Little did he know how much that turned me on.

I hummed a song innocently as he grabbed alcohol and soaked a cotton ball with it. He was obviously getting horny but he tried to keep a poker face. He put the cotton ball on my wounds and I moaned in pain. It stung like a bitch. ‘’Oww..fuck’’ I breathed out and gritted my teeth. I almost teared up from the fucking pain.

‘’Daddy it hurts’‘ I whimpered although I knew it helped. ‘‘You should’ve been more careful’‘ He answered and didn’t even look at me. I let him put band-aid on my wounds. ‘‘Sorry. I just..lost control’‘ I mumbled and thought of my next moves carefully. J was still sitting on a chair so I had a great chance. Before he could get up and leave, I got on my feet in front of him.

Then I put my good hand on his shoulder and sat on his lap. As I sat down, I made sure to add pressure on a bulge that formed between his legs. ‘’What are you doing kitten?’’ J wanted to know, sounding dangerous which turned me on. ‘’Can’t I thank you for taking care of me so well?’’ I pouted innocently, leaning closer to his face. ‘’What exactly is your way of thanking me?’’ He wanted to know, putting his hands on my lower back.

I tilted my head and smiled sweetly. ‘’Do you want to know?’’ I batted my lashes and worked my way down on his shirt, unbuttoning the shiny buttons. ‘’You know the answer already’’ He answered with a voice that seemed to get deeper and raspier. ‘’In that case..just sit back and relax’’ I whispered into his ear. J rarely let me take control so I wasn’t sure if I could take things to the end.

No matter what would happen, I enjoyed my moment. J taking control was like heaven and hell so I wouldn’t complain. ‘’You might think you’re a good girl but oh..you’re not’’ He said after a while. I threw his shirt on the floor and ran my nails along the lines of his tattoos. ‘’How come?’’ I asked softly, shifting a little bit so I was dry humping his boner.J growled and held onto my ass harder, pulling my red dress up.

‘‘A good girl doesn’t start fights in front of everyone’‘ J noted cockily. I rolled my eyes playfully. Suddenly he grabbed me tightly and stood up. I squealed in excitement and wrapped my arms and legs around him. He started walking to the bedroom, our favorite place in the penthouse. ‘‘And let’s face it, no good girl would be with such a bad man like me’‘ He added dangerously. J threw me on the bed and then slammed the door shut.

‘‘Oh really?’‘ I teased him, only building my bill of trouble. ‘‘Really’‘ J answered and just from that, I knew he was into a rough round.

And another thing that, I personally found in the last chapter (and a little of the ones before it) was that we caught a glimpse of something really important. I felt like in those moments with Touka, Kaneki felt, to me, like his old self. The self that he told people to never forget. His true self. I think, him crying and just the whole thing in general was a symbols that, Kaneki was and still retains Kaneki Ken, the black haired, book loving, shy college student. I think that the manga itself sometimes makes you think this part of him had truly died. And Kaneki probably feels like it has. But I don’t think it has… I think that people like Touka can still see it. She doesn’t want that or whoever he is now to disappear. I think you are remembered vividly, Kaneki Ken.

Look, I don’t even care about the ja/shi bullshit (like I think it took precious time away from developing and showing other things but whatever!!) but that episode was horrible. It was like Genndy just had a list of things to tick off for the final episode. Everything was so rushed, like Jack saying “I love you” to Ashi to “cure” her evil or w/e was so cliche and then suddenly Ashi realizes she has Aku’s powers and teleports him into the past. And then Jack kills Aku, they have a wedding, Ashi tragically ceases to exist, cue some introspective sad scene where Jack realizes he’s happy bc ladybug or whatever.

Like!!! What the hell was the point of developing all those characters in the future if they were all just going to be forgotten about? What was the point of anything? I really thought (considering all the teleporters were gone) that Jack would kill Aku of the future? That Jack would move beyond his past and realize that it’s over and it can’t be saved? That Jack would learn to love this new world because he has all these friends and people he’s saved? 

idk!!! It all just felt so pointless and underwhelming, and if they had wanted to go with the actual “back to the past” route, they should have focused more on Jack himself and how the events affected him instead of shoving ja/shi down our throats for no reason except to make us cry I guess? (which doesn’t even work, bc??? what, aside from some random scene of them kissing made me feel like they had a relationship?) What was the point of introducing Ashi, anyway???????

I mean, maybe I’m wrong, but I thought we all like Samurai Jack as kids because it was slow and interesting and didn’t resort to cliches for major things. This last episode was just a bunch of cliches and it didn’t even give any time to give weight to those cliches anyway. :/

Wolf//A Disney Descendants Imagine

Anon said: can you do one where you’re the daughter of the big bad wolf and you’re a werewolf so Carlos is terrified of you and you just want to be friends with people but they’re all scared out of their minds and no one wants to talk to you, but when Carlos realizes that not all dogs are bad, he starts to think that maybe you aren’t that bad either

Aw yis (I’m using Teen Wolf and Being Human references for this one)


You sat in the car, keeping mostly to yourself, but the other kids had shoved themselves as far away from you as you could. 

“So, what do you guys think Auradon is gonna be like?” you asked in an attempt to get them to talk to you.

They didn’t answer, but Carlos squeaked in fear and moved even farther away from you.

You sighed and thunked your head on the glass. You just wanted to be friends with these people, but they were all scared that you would rip out their throats.

You arrived at Auradon Prep, where you were greeted by Prince Ben and his girlfriend. You hung back, not wanting to scare anyone.

“Who’re you?” Audrey asked rudely, pointing at you. 


“No, the other person cowering behind everyone else. Yes you.”

“I’m (Y/N).”

“Who’s kid are you?”

You stepped in front of everyone else. “The Big Bad Wolf.”

There was a collective gasp. 

“The werewolf?” Audrey asked in horror.

“Yes. And yeah, that makes me a werewolf too.” You let your claws show and began to pick at your teeth with your index finger. “That’s not gonna be an issue, is it?”

She looked at you in fear. “No problem.”

Ben stepped forward and shook your hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you (Y/N),” he said. 

You smiled at him gratefully. “Same to you.” 

“Doug will show you to your dorms,” he said to everyone. 

“Ben?” you said quietly. “Can I talk to you in private for a sec?”

He nodded. “Of course.”

He led you out of earshot from everyone else. “What is it?”

You took a breath. “So, you know about my, uh, condition, and I wanted to thank you for treating me like a normal person.”

“Of course.”

“It’s just…I can’t really have a roommate,” you mumbled. “The whole thing with the moon, and I have nightmares, and there’s this whole thing with they way everything has to be set up.”

He smiled understandingly. “I took that into account. You have your own room.”

You exhaled heavily. “Thank you.”

“Absolutely. And I will make sure everyone stays indoors on the full moon so you can have free range of the grounds.”

“Really?” For years, you and your father had had to lock yourselves in cages and cellars to keep from hurting other people. 

“I’m not going to ask you to lock yourself away. You can’t help the way you are.”

You felt like you were going to cry. “Thank you so much Ben, I can’t tell you how much this means to me.”

He smiled and hugged you. “You’re welcome.” 

.   .    .

The next couple days were awful. Audrey had made sure that everyone knew what you were, and no one wanted to talk to you. You had wanted to go out for sports, but you decided not to. You didn’t want to scare people anymore than you already had.

Jay had actually tried to become your friend, and you were so happy. He actually talked to you and the two of you ended up becoming very close. Carlos repeatedly asked him why he was friends with you, because in Carlos’s eyes, you were a rabid pack animal. he tried to tell them that you were actually really nice.

.   .   .

Carlos sat in the forest, scratching Dude’s belly when he was hit with a sudden realization. What if Jay was right? What if you weren’t actually that scary? If he had been wrong about dogs, he might have been wrong about you. 

He ran back to the school. “Ben!” he yelled when he saw the prince. “Have you seen (Y/N)?”

Ben shook his head. “She’s not in classes today. It’s a full moon tonight, so she’s getting ready for that.”

Carlos took off to your dorm room and began pounding on your dorm. 

“What?” you yelled, opening the door. “Oh, hi Carlos. Do you want something?”

“I want to help you get ready for tonight.”

You stared at him. “You want to what?”

“I want to help you.”

“You’re not scared of me?”

He finally caught his breath. “I was scared of you because I saw you as a dog, but worse. But then I realized that my mom was wrong about dogs, so what if everyone else was wrong about you? Jay seems to think so, and I should have listened to him.”

You swept him into a bone crushing hug. 

“(Y/N)…can’t…breathe,” he choked out.

You let go, blushing. “Sorry.”

“So what can I help with?”

“Okay, so first we need to go to the kitchen for a chicken.” You slung a backpack over your shoulder and Carlos followed you down to the kitchen.

“So why do you need a chicken?” he asked as you hauled a raw chicken out of the fridge. 

“We tie it to a string and drag it in a huge circle through the forest.”


“It leaves a scent, and when it’s in a circle, wolf me is going to follow the scent, thinking that I’m tracking an actual bird.”

“That’s genius.”

“And the backpack needs to be at the edge of the woods.”

“What’s in it?”

“Clothes, a toothbrush and a water bottle.”

“Oh. Can I ask you something?”

You nodded. “Shoot.”

“How does this whole thing work?”

You sighed. “Hoo-boy, this could take a while and you have class really soon.”

“Give me the short version.”

“I can be a “wolf” any time I want. You know, claws, pointed ears, fangs, that whole thing. But I’m still humanoid. I only become a full wolf during the full moon. I can control it most of the time, but I black out on the full moon.”

“What’s changing like?”

“It hurts. Imagine all your bones breaking and then rearranging themselves into wolf shape. Imagine claws piercing the ends of your fingers and your teeth elongating.”

Carlos was speechless. “That’s awful.”

“Yeah. But sometimes I can remember glimpses of what the wolf remembered, like running across the forest floor and it’s amazing.”


“Come on, we gotta do this.”

The two of you ran to the forest. Carlos tied the string around the chicken and tossed it to you. You ran as fast as you could in a huge circle, dragging the chicken tomorrow.

“Did you fill the water bottle?” you asked. 

He nodded. “How did you do that so fast?”

“Superhuman speed.”


“You have to get to class and I gotta stay in my room until it gets dark.”

He nodded and ran back to the school. You took your time going back to your room, thinking about how grateful you were that Carlos had decided to be your friend.

At about six o’clock, you felt the change coming on and you ran for the forest. You ran past Ben and his eyes widened, realizing what was happening. He ran for the school and into his parents’ chambers. “Everyone needs to be inside, now,” he said, panting. 

His father made the announcement and everyone came inside, slightly confused. 

At about six-thirty, a howling scream echoed across the grounds, sending chills down the spines of everyone that heard it. 

The next morning, Carlos and Jay knocked on your door. When you didn’t answer, Jay opened the door and peeked inside. You weren’t there. 

“We should go find her,” Carlos said. Jay nodded and grabbed a blanket. Fortunately, it was a Saturday, so no classes. 

They ran to the forest. Carlos checked on the backpack, but it was untouched. 

“Carlos!” Jay called. The white haired boy ran over to his friend. 

You were lying on the forest floor, covered in dirt and what looked suspiciously like blood, and your hair was a tangled mess. Jay put the blanket over you and gently shook you awake.

You opened your eyes and sat up, pulling the blanket tightly around your shoulders. 

“Shit!” Jay screamed, leaping backwards, yanking Carlos with him. You wiped your chin and your hand came away covered in blood. 

“There’s a washcloth in the backpack,” you said, your voice hoarse from howling. 

Carlos handed you the washcloth and the water bottle. You poured some of the water out onto the cloth and rubbed it on your face, but it only got some of the blood off. 

“Let’s get you back to the school. Here, clothes.”

They turned their backs and you put on the shirt and jeans that were in your bag. You stood up, but your knees buckled. Jay caught you and pulled one of your arms over his shoulder. Carlos got your other arm and the two of them helped you back to your dorm. 

As you passed people, your superhearing picked up the whispers of people as you passed them. 

Is she covered in blood?

What a freak.

I bet she killed someone.

Jay opened the door to your room and they set you down on your bed. He left and came back with bandages, soap, and washcloths. 

The two of them cleaned the cuts on your face and arms and cleaned the blood from your face and chest. 

There was a soft knock on the door. “Yeah,” you said, cringing at how rough your voice sounded. 

Ben walked in with a glass of water. “Hey. How’re you feeling?”

“Like I got run over by a truck,” you said, taking the glass from his hands and draining it. 

“Yeah, you look like it.”

“Hey, you aren’t so pretty yourself mister,” you said. 

The three of them laughed.

“So, people think I killed someone,” you said bluntly.

Ben sighed. “Yeah, but we quashed those rumors. They found the rabbit you disemboweled last night.”

There was another knock. “Who is it now?”

“Mal and Evie.”

“Come in.”

The girls came in. “Hi,” Evie said. “We wanted to apologize for the way we’ve treated you. We figured if Jay, Carlos, and Ben all trust you and aren’t afraid of you, Carlos especially, then you can’t actually be that bad. Except the blood on your face was a bit disconcerting.”

You smiled. “Honestly, it’s just nice to have friends.”

“Are you gonna do anything today?”

You shook your head. “Nah, the day after is my recovery day. I usually just eat pizza and chips and watch movies with my dad.”

“Well,” Carlos said, sitting next to you. “Your dad might not be here.”

Jay sat on your other side. “But we are.”

Ben, Mal, and Evie all plopped down on your floor. “We’ll watch movies and eat pizza with you,” Ben said.

“Yeah. We’re your family now,” Evie said. “And before you say anything, we know that we weren’t exactly nice to you and we were afraid of you, but we aren’t anymore. Now, we’re here for you.”

You grinned. “Thanks guys.”

best friends to lovers w/ jaehyun (requested)

Originally posted by jihansoul94

a/n hi so im not doing my requests in order im kinda just picking out what i feel like doing ,,, as for the hidden relationship au’s ….. they’re gonna take a looooooot longer bc my tiny brain can’t think of plots for the 6 remaining members that fast lol!! requests are open tho! 

(can someone request a soulmate au lol)

recent: prince!taeyong au (check my a/n in this one it means a lot to me i just wanna talk about it ok someone talk about it with me in my ask PLEASE)

request: hi! can you do a bestfriend!jaehyun scenario where y'all get into a fight bc jaehyun is avoiding u but it’s bc he likes u? thanks!

genre: angst(?), fluff

  • so you and jaehyun have been best friends since you were little kids
  • its bc your parents are really close so you eventually got close as well
  • you two were inseparable growing up and u still are 
  • so now you two are going to the same uni
  • but yeah ANYWAY its break so yall are home for the next month or so
  • and you’re just hanging out with jaehyun in his living room nothing special
  • yall are just watching buzzfeed unsolved, cuddled up on the couch, its pretty much a normal thing now
  • in the middle of watching you feel kinda tired and you rest your head on his shoulder
  • he tenses up a bit which u notice but u don’t really pay much attention
  • and yeah thats where it started
  • the next day you were like “hey jae lets hang out today!!!!” and he was like “oh shoot sorry y/n i’m going out with taeyong today”
  • and you’re like ok i guess thats fine i mean he has other friends so??
  • but it starts happening so constantly 
  • one time you texted him saying you were bored and he answered “why” and never replied after that
  • but i mean ,,, u saw him on doyoungs snapchat story on his phone, but anyway
  • one day you’re on the phone with him and ur like “we should go to the beach tomorrow!”
  • and he’s like “i have plans with johnny tomorrow though”
  • and you hear johnny in the background going like “you do?" 
  • you ignore it bc ur starting to get fed up and ur like "then how about the day after that?”
  • and he’s like “uhhh i’ll see if i can”
  • and you’re like “your friends can come too!!!!”
  • and johnny’s like “I HEARD THAT!!!! IM DOWN!!!”
  • so yeah that leaves jaehyun with no choice
  • you’re like “ok cool see you then!”
  • so yall meet at the beach that day and all the boys are having fun and shit!!!! but jaehyuns standing as far away from you as possible
  • you’re getting really worried bc WHAT IF ITS SOMETHING YOU DID
  • so you go up to yuta and you’re like “hey is jae upset with me?” and he’s like “????? nah i don’t think so”
  • so you sit next to jaehyun who’s sitting on a blanket and ur like “jae whats up we haven’t hung out in weeks”
  • and this boy DOESNT LOOK UP FROM HIS PHONE he just nods and murmurs a “yeah”
  • and you snap bc he’s never treated you like this before
  • you grab his phone and put it down and he looks at you
  • and you’re like “did i do something wrong?!”
  • and he’s like “what are u talking about”
  • you’re like “you know exactly what i’m talking about, you’ve been avoiding me”
  • he’s like “no i haven’t what are u saying”
  • and you’re like “you’ve been sending me slow and cold replies, you always seem to be busy, you aren’t how you usually are with me and im your BEST FRIEND”
  • a hurt look flashes on his face for a split second then suddenly hes kinda mad
  • and he’s like “well y/n maybe i’ve just been busy with other things, and maybe i need a break from our 10+ years of friendship, not everything is about you!!!!”
  • you’re like ,,, really shocked that he said this bc jaehyun is a really nice and chill dude
  • you’re also really hurt that he said this and you run off to the boardwalk, leaving jaehyun and the boys
  • jaehyuns shocked he snapped at you as well 
  • the boys are shocked too and taeyong speaks up and he’s like “dude, why’d you say that if you know that isn’t why you’re avoiding them”
  • jaehyun just shakes his head and chases after you
  • you’re sitting on a lil bench where there are less people, just a couple passerby’s
  • you’re kinda just sitting there and ur about to cry bc you can’t believe jaehyun, your best friend for almost 11 years would say that to you
  • you felt as if you weren’t enough as a best friend and did something wrong
  • then jaehyun sits next to you and you’re both just staring at the ocean
  • you’re like “if you really want a break from me you could’ve just said so instead of making excuses”
  • jaehyun turns to look at you and goes “i’m sorry i didn’t mean to say that, really.”
  • u look at him and ur crying now and he brings his hands to your cheeks and wipes your tears
  • he’s like “listen y/n i’ll never get sick of your presence, i love having you by my side”
  • you’re like “then why were you avoiding me”
  • he’s like “its a really stupid reason theres no point in saying it”
  • and you playfully hit his shoulder and you’re like “just say it jae”
  • he’s like “promise you won’t laugh in my face?”
  • you’re like “promise”
  • he’s like “so i started catching feelings for you and i wanted to get rid of my feelings bc i know you don’t feel the same way and i don’t wanna make it awkward for us bc i really do love having you in my life”
  • and he’s like “no you’re lying” and you’re like “no im NOT. im just better at handling my feelings.”
  • and he’s like “well then why didn’t YOU tell me?” and you’re like “bc i was sure you didn’t like me” and he’s like “SEE we’re just the same”
  • you’re like “well now you know that i’m madly in love with my best friend???” he’s like “i guess i always loved you to i just never noticed until now" 
  • he grabs your hand and he’s like "so are we like ,,, dating now?” and you’re like “after all that, we better be”
  • so yeah now yall are officially dating
  • the guys found you on that bench and they johnny was like “JAEHYUN FINALLY DID IT!!!!!”
  • then one night when both of your families were having dinner together jaehyun was like “can i say something”
  • and your moms like “yeah ofcourse what is it”
  • and he’s like “imdatingy/n”
  • your dads like “jaehyun if you were any other guy i would’ve interrogated you for hours but you’re a good kid and i trust you”
  • then after dinner you two are cuddling on the couch again, watching another episode of buzzfeed unsolved and jaehyuns like “this is nice, i like this”
  • and you’re like “i like this too, i’m glad this happened”
  • end