i had the worst time with the text

SUPER TEXT LIST! (Texts From Last Night Inspired)

originally from frommemetoyou

  • [text] Are you lost?
  • [text] NO! That was a typo
  • [text] Did you buy it?
  • [text] I think I’m a mermaid
  • [text] I know it’s 3am, but come over and cook for me. 
  • [text] Too lazy to booty call, so have this text instead
  • [text] Need to bury a body, it’s urgent.
  • [text] Are you sure there’s no monsters?
  • [text] It was an accident.
  • [text] lol fuk da police
  • [text] send me a picture and i’ll be home quicker ;)
  • [text] Well maybe I broke my tongue!
  • [text] Please tell me you’re free today! I’ve got some big news today.
  • [text] Got a spare ticket, do you want to come?
  • [text] Do you have a spare mankini I can borrow?
  • [text] Is fancy dress allowed at the wedding?
  • [text] I was using my old baby blanket as a makeshift skirt because no pants
  • [text] We were banging then all I remember is coming down hard and smashing my top teeth off his forehead… I just rolled off and tapped out. 
  • [text] Like alphabetically, I’d say a t?
  • [text] I’m sorry if throwing up in the back of your dad’s car ruined our friendship :(
  • [text] there is absolutely nothing wrong with two grown men staying up all night singing karaoke and drink out of juice cartons. don’t judge me.
  • [text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today.
  • [text] Do you know where I am?
  • [text] My wedding is in 5 hours and I have no idea where I am. Help!
  • [text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would get a piggy back ride home. I’ve never been so broken.
  • [text] Is “head down ass up” an appropriate way to say good morning?
  • [text] That is definitely not healthy, in fact I’m not sure it’s legal to send that sort of picture?
  • [text] There isn’t enough cookie dough ice cream at home, so I’ll be heartbroken tomorrow instead.
  • [text] Not sure if I took a nap or went to another dimension
  • [text] No no don’t leave me, who’s going to walk me home
  • [text] She wheeled me home in a trolley and sad she loved me, I think I win.
  • [text] My dick just got serenaded.
  • [text] I ate the whole wheel of cheese. Help.
  • [text] I’ve been hiding under the bed for the past 20 minutes, and now they’re getting into it and it’s a little too late for me to jump out and surprise them. So expect a live sex updates
  • [text] The fridge is fully stocked. I’m either hallucinating or this is a miracle
  • [text] I need you to help me clean the house because I have visitors in less than an hour???
  • [text] Your brother is at the front door- WHAT DO I SAY?!
  • [text] It’s all fun and games till someone says you’re so pretty they could punch you and they, you know, punch you
  • [text] I’m in A&E but I don’t really know why
  • [text] Went to bed with a 10, just about woke up with a 2 and a half
  • [text] I think I’m officially a homewrecker because his wife just walked in screaming and he said it’s not what it looks like. I mean what else could it look like? I wasn’t trimming his hairs with my mouth?!
  • [text] My night ended with me crying in a gutter, I hate you.
  • [text] He’s decorated the toilet with his urine. I never want to see him ever again, tell him he has 2 minutes to get out of our house.
  • [text] Don’t talk to me! You tried to trade me for a glass of wine and a cigarette!
  • [text] I promise I’ll get everyone to jelly wrestle with us xox
  • [text] I am armed with a crown, a sash and a bouquet of flowers. Don’t test me.
  • [text] I think I got married last night?
  • [text] I think I got married on impulse last night… and after looking a second time, I don’t think i’ve made any mistakes.
  • [text] My mouth tastes like poor choices
  • [text] I didn’t let go of the mechanical bull, but they had to pull me off because… it was rough just the way I like it and I think that showed?
  • [text] If I say it was accidental you’ll just say I’m lying
  • [text] There is an alarming amount of glitter in my… everywhere
  • [text] You’re my hero
  • [text] You’re the worst thing to ever happen to me, thank you
  • [text] Have you ever had a good idea in your life?
  • [text] Are we going to end up in the hospital again?
  • [text] It’s not a good night if I don’t end up crying into your mother’s lap.
  • [text] Mark my words, your dad will be my sugar daddy, he’ll marry me and you’ll have to call me momma bear and I will interrupt your sex life with condoms and condiments.
  • [text] I’m may be allergic to nuts, but not his.
  • [text] She high fived me out of pity
  • [text] You walked in wearing nothing but a beekeeper mask
  • [text] You just walked in, rated their performance, dragged in three other people to clap for them, then walked back out.
  • [text] You kept calling me baby Jesus and trying to see what wise men had to say about my hair…
  • [text] I am a responsible adult. I tied up my hair before I puked
  • [text] I am a responsible adult, I brought home a lost kitten and let it shit in your room
  • [text] I accidentally talked myself into a threesome, when did I become so smooth?
  • [text] It may or may not have been your sister…
  • [text] It may or may not have been your brother…
  • [text] If you’re not coming over with food, don’t come over at all
  • [text] Call me and get me out of this conversation NOW. My co-worker is talking to me about her birds having sex again…
  • [text] Buy me a helicopter, I will give you the last slice of pizza. pls. this is important. okay maybe the crust?
  • [text] Let’s never forget the time I met you while you were running down the street naked and in handcuffs.
  • [text] I tried to put lipstick on my eyeballs, help.
  • [text] I told her my cum counts as protein shake and she sent a text to my gran saying I ate her cat.
  • [text] If you don’t fuck me hard, rough, and senseless the minute we’re alone in your room, I’m returning you to the boyfriend store
  • [text] I accidentally sexted your mum, I’m sorry xox
  • [text] There can only be one screw up per family and I was here first. Get your shit together bro
  • [text] I feel like you’re pretending I didn’t bail you out of jail last night for trying to staple a cushion to the top of their car so you had a “comfy place to sit”
  • [text] You climbed the fence and then started crying because you were scared of hamsters, I really don’t know what you took, but you need a babysitter.
  • [text]  I wish we could all take a bath together. Not in a “let’s fuck” way. But in a relaxing drunk in the tub sort of “let me wash your hair” way.
Back Massages

Pairing: Dylan x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 2393

Warnings: unprotected sex, explicit language

Authors Note: I’m really excited about this one! There will also be a part two that I’ll have to start working on! I want to thank @thelittlestkitsune for mentioning to me for this to be sinful and giving me a few pointers! A HUGE thanks goes to @smutandahalf for reading this over plenty of times and helping me express what I was saying better and helping on a few parts I didn’t know how to explain. 

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Dear high school seniors,

Please please please stay strong. This time of year is tough for a lot of us for different reasons. Some of us are been rejected from all colleges and others are getting into their dream schools but are denied financial aid. Whatever the situation is please remember that your self-worth is much greater than this and where you are accepted (or not) does not reflect who you are. Please stay positive and remember that whatever is meant to happen will happen and you are worth so much more than some number on a paper. 

Waiting For You

Author: @dylan-ohbrien
Pairing: Mitch Rapp x Reader
Wordcount: 3,565
Warnings: Language and allllll the smut
A/N: So after watching the American Assassin trailer, I, like many others, was shook to the core with all the shirtlessness, sexiness, perfectness, that Dylan brought to my little computer screen. All of that inspired me to do this little oneshot thing. I haven’t read the books so I don’t really know anything about his character, this was just my interpretation based kind of off what I’d seen in the trailer. Anywho, I hope you guys like it! Let me know what you think!

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Natasha in 2014:  I don’t know how to cry.  I don’t really do that.

Natasha now:  In case it’s not obvious right now,  I am still holding back tears.  I have not had a chance to bawl yet but I feel like I’m just going to explode at some point throughout the week and it will come out at the worst time.  I’ll probably be in like a public bathroom or something.

Thrilling New AU Scenarios for your OTP!
  • I keep having dreams that I’m killing you over and over again and now it’s getting awkward between us. AU
  • I’m driving on the highway and almost run over you because why are you lying in the middle of the road?! AU
  • I pull up at a gas station and watch you working from my car before finally building up the courage to go inside and talk to you. You’re not too happy. AU
  • You walked into the room and a light burst. And now you won’t shut up about how sparks literally flew when we met. AU
  • I kicked you out and you have nowhere to go.. And now I feel like a jackass. AU
  • After going missing and losing my entire memory. You find me married to someone else. And that breaks your heart. AU
  • You’ve never had sex so I try to help you out but you end up embarrassing yourself and now I can’t stop laughing. AU
  • While we’re playing a board game I get angry and fling it off of a table, but you say nothing and now I’m a fucking idiot. AU
  • After getting into an argument I go to a gas station and try to make it up to you with porn and sweets. Except they ran out of sweets. And you’re still mad. AU
  • Your friends get mad at you for sticking up for me and so they tell you to get rid of me. But instead you decide you’d rather have me instead. AU
  • I keep checking in on you while you are sleeping and you always wake up at the worst time possible, making it seem like I’ve been watching you for a while. Which, of course, I haven’t been… AU
  • After getting lost in the forest you immediately take off on your own. And now I’ll stop at nothing to find you even though I already found a way out. AU
  • After I have a mental breakdown I decide to show up naked to apologize. AU
  • When your stepdaughter tries to kill me I realize I had it coming and decide that we should get her a birthday present anyway. AU

Wait…… All of this shit actually fucking happened.

  • Lance: Just so you know, I have lots of talents!
  • Keith: Yes, and one of them is turning a bad situation into the worst case scenario.
King of the Lost Boys - Anthony Ramos x Reader (Chapter 2)

Summary: A leather jacket needs to be returned to it’s rightful owner, leading to an uncovering that isn’t at all ideal. Things are repaired. A home is found. Then, the world starts to suck again. 

Warnings: LOTS of curse words. A lot. 

Words: 4,855

A/N: I am so sorry this took so long. Thank you @secretschuylersister for proof reading for me, and of course my lovely @hamilbye for letting me feature her! So far, this fic (to me) sucks a lot, but let’s try this anyway! I’ll tag the people who asked here too: @robotic-space @daveedsbra @attackonmikaelson @pearltheartist

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Morning broke with a harsh light. The weekend beckoned you back to bed with warm hands but the sun that shone insistently through the window was too bright to let you rest peacefully. Feeling, as always, as if you hadn’t slept enough, you trudged down the stairs to arrive to two lovely conclusions: the first being that you had slept all the way till one in the afternoon, and the second being that Nat had too.

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Heartaches (A/M)

Alt. Version 

Genre; Angst with some good ol’ smut~

Length; 2,200+ words 

Originally posted by ashirley246

Another day passed without hearing a word from your boyfriend, a heavy sigh escaped your parted lips as you thought about what he could be doing. 
God did you miss him.
You hadn’t really seen him since you got back from the states a few weeks ago, and you just could help but to miss every little thing about him- even the little things he did that kinda annoyed you. 

Pulling out your phone, you noticed you didn’t have a single text from him all day and it was already almost midnight-at least he’d message you like once or twice the other day ya know just to check up on you; but there was absolutely nothing from him today. 
Why was he being like this?
After all, he know damn well how badly you wanted to spend time with him.

‘Me too babe’- Not once in the entirety of your relationship with him had he every responded to an ‘I love you’ like that. Your mind raced with the worst case scenarios; Was he just not in love with you anymore? Was he going to leave you? 

Tears already tried pushing themselves out as they gathered at the corners of your eyes, “God..” You mumbled; rubbing your eyes as you let out an exasperated sigh. Placing your phone down on to your chest, laying your head back onto the couch. “I need a drink..”  
Picking up your phone seconds later, you scrolled though your messages- immediately clicking on Mark’s name. 

The twenty minutes you had to wait until Mark go there thankfully seemed to fly by. 

Three heavy knocks on your front door rang through your apartment, “Coming!” You shouted, making your way to the front door. 

As soon as you opened it you were greeted by Mark’s bright smile. “Hey.” He simply said, slightly lifting his bag as he walked in. “I brought some flavored soju..” He began, setting the plastic bag down as he pulled out two bottles, “I thought you’d like it since it might taste less strong.” 

“Ahh, thank you Markipoo.” You playfully teased, poking his side as he grabbed a couple glasses from your cupboard. “Always so thoughtful aren’t you?” 

Rolling his eyes, he held back his smile; giggling slightly as he gathered everything in his arms then slightly kicking your butt as you walked passed him. “Yah!” He chuckled, following you into your living room. “You always have such a little attitude with me, don’t you?” Shaking his head as he spoke in a sarcastic tone. 

Sitting yourself back down onto the couch, Mark joined you; placing everything down onto the coffee table as he plopped down into the empty seat beside you. “So, what’s up with you and Jae?” 

A soft laugh escaped you as you pressed your lips together. Before you even dared to answer his question, you poured yourself and him some soju. Lifting the glass to your lips, you took your first swig- slightly shivering at the flavor. “Well..” You began, taking another small sip. “Do you really wanna know?” 

The older man sat there, sipping his drink as he nodded before putting his glass down. “Of course, I came all the way here, didn’t I?” 

“Ahh..” You said with an exasperated sigh, leaning back into the couch- resting your legs on his. “True, true. I just feel like you might think I’m over reacting or something.” 

The look that overcame his face as he stared down at you, completely dumbfounded by your little statement. “Y/n, you know I won’t think like that.” He replied, taking a bigger sip of his drink. “Just tell me, it’s obviously bothering you. I mean you’re here drinking, and you never drink. So tell me what’s got you so upset, dummy.” 

Nodding, you lifted the glass to your mouth; chugging what was left in your cup before setting it down on the coffee table. “He’s just been so distant lately.” You huffed, pouting immediately as you began overthinking it again. “We haven’t seen each other since I got back from the states, plus when we text he just seems so emotionless and uninterested or annoyed.” 

Mark scooted closer to you, gently grabbing your hand as he set his glass down. Interlocking his fingers with yours, he gave you a soft almost sympathetic smile. “Yeah, he hasn’t really been at the dorm this entire week either.” 
His statement completely shocked you, immediately you found yourself practically chewing on your lower lip holding back the otherwise audible gasp that would’ve escaped. “I just- well we all just assumed he was with you since neither one of you had messaged us. We all thought y’all just wanted to have some alone time together or something.” 

Your lips stayed in a soft pout as you wished that were true. Shaking your head, you pulled out your phone- going to straight to Jaebum’s messages, then tossing it over to him. 
“I asked him to come over tonight.” You murmured as the corners of lips flattened into somber expression while Mark looked over the text before setting your phone down on to the coffee table with your empty glasses.

With fingers still interlaced with yours, he pull you up from your spot and onto his lap in practically no time at all. He sat there, one arm tightly wrapped around your waist as the other held your hand.
Though you knew it was wrong, you just could seemed to force yourself to pull away from him. His warm, comforting embrace was the most affection you had gotten in, what felt like, forever. 

Snuggling into him, your head rested on his shoulder as his thumb tenderly caressed the back of your delicate hand. Suddenly, you felt him gently press his plush, lips against your forehead; the hand that gripped your waist rubbed up and down along your curve stopping just before getting to your outer thighs. 

“Y/n..” He softy purred, letting go of your hand just before bringing his hand up to your face; carefully lifting your head as his eyes fixated on you. Your eyes automatically locked with his and the sudden change in his aura lit the flame in your core. Your thighs involuntarily pressed together in a lame attempt to hide your sudden arousal. 
He tenderly cupped your cheek in his hand, licking his lips as his gaze landed on your soft, red stained lips. His thumb grazed your jaw as he leaned in, leaving less than an inch in between his lips and yours. “Let me help you get your mind of him..” 

Your lips part slightly as a soft gasp escaped you, “Please do..” You sweetly mewled in reply. 
Wasting no time at all, Mark roughly pressed his lips against yours enveloping you in a passionate yet desperate kiss. In a quick, swift movement he had you laying back on the couch with him right on top of you. 

Your legs wrapped around his waist as his hands wandered your clothed body. Slowly he broke the kiss, reluctantly pulling away from your sweet lips. He sat up, undoing your legs from his waist as looked down at you. 
“How bad do you want me?” He warmly purred, his hands running up your inner thighs only touching you where you needed him the most slightly. 

Biting you lower lip, you faintly whined in protest, “So badly..” You cooed, meeting his gaze with your heavy lidded eyes. “Please, Mark.” 

His fingers tenderly rubbed up and down the front seam of your leggings, teasing your dampening slit. The soft whimper that flowed out of your pretty little mouth drove him crazy- god did he want to just fuck you right then and there, but he wanted to savor this moment. 
With one nimble movement, his hand was down your pants. Leaning over you once more, a smug grin painted across his face as he raised a brow at you. 

“No panties, y/n?” He teased, automatically finding your clit as he rested his forehead against yours; completely enjoying the gorgeous, lewd sounds that poured out of you as he skillfully rubbed your sensitive little pearl in delicious circular motions. His breathing seemed to become heavier as the pure lust he felt for you increased, “You must’ve really wanted me to come fuck you, huh babygirl?” 

He began teasing your entrance, your mouth hung open as he suddenly dove two of his long digits deep inside you. “Fu- Fuck.” You cried out, you were so drenched that he slip them in with ease but the slight burn you felt at the slight stretch was more than welcomed. 
As he began fingering you at a steady pace, his lips pressed against your flushed  cheek. “You’re so fucking wet, y/n..” He practically growled into your ear causing your walls to clench around him.  

“Ma- Mark~” You moaned out, reaching you hands up- automatically clawing at his biceps. 
Both of you were too busy and filled to absolute brim with pure desire that neither one of you heard the front door opening and closing. 

“Y/n..” You heard a familiar voice call out to you as Mark continued his delicious assault. “I’m so sor-” The sound of bags crashing to the floor slapped both of you right back into reality. 

As Mark got off you, helping you up. Your heart sank as you saw Jaebum standing their, bags that seemed to be filled with your favorite snacks scattered on the floor beside him. 
Tears filled your eyes as your actions began to sink in; No this can’t be fucking happening. 

“Jae-” You shakily uttered out, but were immediately ignored as his eyes fixated on Mark. 

“What the fuck are you doing here?” He asked, containing the sheer rage he felt boiling inside of him. 

Though Mark seemed pretty sober, drinking sometimes made Mark become a sarcastic asshole- you had seen him act like a dick towards Jackson and the maknaes a few times, and you prayed to the god that you didn’t believe in that this wasn’t one of those times. 

Mark tilted his head slightly, smugly smirking as he stood and walked over to your boyfriend. “Helping your pretty little girl forget how much of a dick you are.” He chuckled, motioning over to you just before holding the two fingers that he just hand inside of you up to his mouth. “I was doing a damn good job before you showed up.” Separating them, your essence stringed between them as he ran his tongue up and down them; licking them clean. 

You could see smoke practically coming out of Jae’s ears as he stared down his friend- his hands balled up into fists, but just before you could stop him, his fist connected with Mark’s cheek. 
“Why-” Jae bestially snarled, pushing the older man onto the floor as he continued his vicious blows. “She’s my girlfriend! How could you fucking do this to me, hyung? You know how much I fucking love her!” He loudly shouted, landing another blow across his friend’s face before getting off him. 

You sat there, eyes widen as complete anxiety washed over you. The moment he turned his attention to you, you immediately began to cry- not once had you ever seen him so angry in the entire 5 years you knew him. 
“And you..” He growled, scoffing as he shook his head- making his way over to you. “Why would you fuck me over like this?” He coldly asked, “Hm? What fucking excuse do you have for me?” 

Covering your face with your eyes, your lower lip quivering as you began to sob uncontrollably. Slowly, you uncovered your reddened face and puffy eyes, “I- I..” You timidly stuttered, “I thought you didn’t love me anymore. You haven’t wanted to see me since I came back to Korea, and when we text you send nothing but one worded responses.” You frantically explained, still sobbing as you spoke. “I thought you were going to break up with me. You seemed so done with me.” 

Jaebum’s anger slowly subsided as he looked down at you- completely and utterly helpless. You were his little girl, he could never stop loving you; even now he found himself gravitating towards you. He wanted nothing more than to just hold you in his arms and give you all the attention he knew he neglected to give you, but he just couldn’t not after what he just walked into. 
“I might be after this..” He sullenly replied, turning his gaze away from you. 

Immediately you fell to your knees, rapidly shaking your head as you bawled- gripping your chest. “Please no, Jaebum, please.” You whimpered as you practically began to hyper ventilate. “I can’t lose you, I don’t want to lose you- please don’t leave me, I love you so fucking much.” 

Hearing your pleas shattered his heart, he never seen you cry like this- let alone beg. He crouched down beside you, wiping the river of tears that fell from your eyes. Tears welled up in his eyes as you buried your face into the palm of his hand, his lower lip quivered as he finally said, “I need time to think…” 
Just before he stood, he pressed his lips against the top of your head, “I just need time..” He softly repeated, standing then walking over to Mark. 

After helping his friend up, the two of them walked to your front door- leaving without saying another word. 

You sat there feeling like an absolute piece of shit while basically rocking yourself back and forth as you pulling your knees into your chest then continued to be a crying mess.
“Please don’t leave me..” You whimpered between your sobs, “Please.. please..”

My friend is reading TWoK for the first time. She sent me this text, while reading the chapter just before Sas Nahn:

I was feeling like a very bad friend…

A few minutes later:

And now she understands.

Don´t forget

A/n: so basically this is some random stuff i came up with while listening to Don´t Forget by Demi Lovato and it´s really shitty plus not edited so excuse this please. also i still havent been working on raindrops part 4 and it might take a while until it will be up. hope you have a good day loves. 

word count: 2,369

But somewhere we went wrong,

We were once so strong

Our love is like a song

You can´t forget it


You were standing in line to get your favorite tea at the little coffee shop a block away from your apartment. This whole week has been extra stressful since it was the end of the semester and all your prof decided you should hand in a final paper about everything that went on this year. You were relieved to have it already finished yesterday.

You were just about to order your tea when you heard the door open and some guys coming in. normally you could care less about a random group of guys but some feeling down your stomach made you creeped out. You couldn’t quite point on the uneasiness until you heard it. It was him. He spoke up to another guy.

“No Andrew, seriously, I think it would be better, if we place the drums right behind me so we can have better access to the rest of the stage.”

You froze in your actions. Honestly you didn’t think, you would see him so soon again. He just left for the European leg of his world tour. You knew this because you were still following him once in a while just to check on him. It wasn´t like you two broke up or anything. Well, best friends can´t really break up, can they? But you were something more than only just best friends. There was this little spark, that tiny feeling in your guts that made you believe, there could be more between you two. And you almost thought, he would feel it too. But then the day came. He had come over early in the morning. He had said he wanted to chill before this huge TV show he was attending. It had been a live show so you actually were going to watch it. But he´d have other thoughts to share with you.

“Do you want a soda or something?”

“Actually, can you come sit with me on the couch; I want to talk about something really important.”

“Sure, what is it?”

“You know, this kinda has been bugging me for quite some time now. I have the feeling that… God, this is harder than I thought.”

“Shaw, come on you can tell me. It´s me, your best friend since kindergarten, remember?”

“I know, okay. That’s why it´s so hard.”

“Okay just say it, you´re making me feel uneasy.”

“So, you know, there´s that girl I like a lot. But she kind of thinks that we are a thing and now she doesn’t talk to me anymore because she thinks I´m lying about you.”

“Should I talk to her? Tell her that there´s nothing between us?”

“No I don’t think she would believe you either. It´s just, I really, really like her (Y/N).  And I can´t stop thinking about her. So I thought about what I could do to prove her.”

“And what did you think of?”

“Maybe it´s just this whole friendship, you know? Maybe we should take a break, stop seeing each other for a while.”

“You… what? Just because this girl- wow, I can´t believe you. Yeah, maybe we should stop seeing each other but while you´re at it, change ´for a while´  into ´forever´.”


The memory after it was a blur because you were screaming and crying, shouting he should leave. It was a horrible time after this day. It still was hard not to talk to the most important person in your life anymore. And now here you were, in the middle of a coffee shop, your ex- best friend right behind you. You quickly ordered your tea, not speaking too loud in fear; he would recognize your voice.

As the barista called you up to get your order, Shawn already took a seat in the very back of the coffee shop. You were eyeing him from time to time while waiting for your order. He looked good, absolutely handsome actually. But that were no news to you, he always looked so good. You were just about to reach for the door when you looked at him one last time. Suddenly your eyes met. Your heart sank and you felt the adrenalin shoot in. you rushed to get out of the shop, not looking back to see if he really saw you or even stood up to go after you.

You almost reached the street, ready to cross it, when a hand grabbed your wrist and pulled you back. You didn’t turn, feeling the tears already burning in the back of your eyes, knowing that if you would look at him they would fall freely.

“(Y/N), please” he spoke up, voice soft, as if he didn’t want to scare you away.

You were still quiet, feeling the lump in your throat already building up. He pulled a little more on your wrist, so you finally turned, not looking up.

“Can we talk? Please, I have so much I want, no need to tell you. Please hear me out. Just five minutes.” he pleaded. This sucker always got you with his soft voice and his big brown eyes, you were looking at as you now lifted your head up. Nodding, you followed him into the coffee shop once again. He lead you to a both further away from the group of guys. You saw Geoff and Brian waving at you, Andrew smiled shyly at you. As you sat down, Shawn looked dearly at you.

“Wait here for a second, I´ll just grab my drink. Be right back.” He rushed away in the guys direction. You heard Geoff spitting at him about what his fucking plan was and what he was up to.

Meanwhile you made yourself comfortable in the little booth. Shawn came back after a few moments, sliding into the bank in front of you so you were facing each other. For a while you were just looking at each other until he broke the silence.

“Listen (Y/N), I-“

You cut him off. “Look Shawn, I don’t know what you think this is getting at but I actually don’t want to hear your excuses. I´ve had enough. Please just let me go. Obviously you have moved on regarding the fact, that you never called or even texted. I don’t know what happened back then but I think it´s best when we just leave it like this. I don’t know, you probably forgot about me while you were away and I can´t blame you. You were busy and everything but I never forgot. This time was really the worst of my life and I know that there must be a time we went wrong and something broke this what we had because we were so strong once but maybe it´s better like it is now.”

The tears already were making their way down your cheeks and as you looked up, you saw Shawn in tears as well. It was new to you, you never saw him cry before but he still looked like the most handsome human on this earth to you. He swallowed thickly before he spoke up.

“(Y/N), I really never meant for you to feel like this. Believe when I say these past months without you have been hell and I don’t know how to put into words how much I miss you, because I do. I have never missed anyone more in my life than you. And I could never forget about you. I called Zahra almost every day just to check on you because I didn’t have your new number. Please, I need you in my life, more than anything. Just let me in, give me one last chance.”

He looked at you, honesty prominent in his eyes. You knew he was sincere but the anger still was inside of you.

He left you for another girl, he just left. Now it´s your time to leave.

Just do it. Be strong. Show him that you don’t need him.

You looked at him, you could see the hurt in his eyes as you slowly raised from your seat.

“How´s the girl by the way? What was her name? Alissa?” you spat out before turning and leaving.

You felt as if you left your heart at the booth as well. The tears already started to burn down your cheeks again. Before you could reach for the door, there was a massive body blocking the door. It wasn’t Shawn so you looked up and reached Geoff´s eyes. He saw the hurt in your eyes. He knew how you felt about Shawn, he knew it all the time.

“Think about it one more. He´s here, trying to fix it, (Y/N). He knows, he feels the same. Don’t break the both of you just because of his stupidity in the past. Please, consider it. If you change your mind, we´re still at the hotel near your apartment.” He told you gently.

You wanted to scream but making a scene wasn’t you so you just answered quietly.

“What about his girl, Alissa. I´m sure he would do better with her.” You spat back.

Geoff chuckled. You were completely raged about his behavior.

“Alissa was a one-week thing for him before he realized, he couldn´t replace you.”

Shocked you took a step back. This was not what you were expecting. You had to clear your mind. This was too much for one day. You made your way past Geoff finally hitting the fresh, cold winter air. Walking back to your apartment you passed the window at the booth you and Shawn were sitting in. You saw him, head in his hands with Andrew and Brian on his side, comforting him. Brian looked up, meeting your eyes. He gave you a pleading look as if to ask you to come back to Shawn. You couldn’t stop your feet so you made your way back to your apartment.

Zahra was already home again as you walked through the door. You wanted to scream at her, punching the living shit out of her for betraying you like this but instead you fell into her arms and started crying. She took some time before she asked what was wrong. You told her the events from earlier. How you were feeling through the whole situation. That you really just wanted to give in and be with him again. You told her about what Geoff said as well. She got up from the stool beside yours and started getting dressed. Picking up both of your jackets she threw yours in your direction.

“Where are we going?” you asked her, eyes still puffy and with crooked voice. She smiled at you devilish.

“We are going to get your boy because I really don’t see why your stupid, stubborn mind tries to sabotage this. So let´s go now. Get your ass up from that chair and chaise after the love of your freaking life.”

You were just about to go out of the taxi when you realized that you didn’t bring your wallet and the little money you had left from the coffee shop wouldn’t be enough for the drive.

“Damn it Zahra, I didn’t bring my wallet, I can´t pay.” You whispered. She just chuckled at you.

“Go ahead, I got this. Get out of that taxi I´ll be right back.”

You got out of the taxi just to hear the engine start. You turned and looked at your best friend driving off in the taxi, head poked out of the window as she shouted “See you tomorrow, use a condom you two.”

This little bitch, you were going to kill her for this when you came home. But now here you were, in front of his hotel. As you entered the lobby you heard someone calling your name. You turned just to be almost run over by Geoff.

“Thank god you´re here. I though Zahra was joking for a second. But really thank you for giving him a second chance.” He was overly happy but you were just thinking about Shawn and how bad you wanted to be in his arms right now.

“Geoff, trust me I´m happy too but where is Shawn for god’s sake?”

“Oh yeah, sure.  He´s in his room. 5th floor. Room 534.”

And off you were, rushing to the next elevator. As you reached his floor you got even more exited. Only a few more steps between you two.


You felt your hands getting sweatier by the minute. You reached up to knock on the door. You heard shuffling behind the door, steps getting closer, someone reached for the door knob to open it. As the door opened you practically wanted to fall into his arms. You didn’t even take a look at him as you were hanging all over him and started rambling.

“Shawn I´m so sorry, you were right and I get why you did all of this. I regret leaving, please. I just want to be with you too.”

“Alright (Y/N), that’s good now you just have to say it exactly like that to Shawn, who is a room further in 535.” You heard Brian chuckle into your ear. You disconnected yourself from Brian, already feeling the heat rise into your cheeks from embarrassment.

“I swear I´m going to kill Geoff for this.” You muttered.

“At least it was funny to watch.” You heard the familiar voice behind you. Taking a turn you looked right into his brown, glooming, still a bit red eyes. Shawn leaned against the door frame of his room shooting you a smile that made you putty. Slowly you reached him, trying not to look to embarrassed as you spoke up again.

“You know, that thing you just heard me saying to your best friend was actually meant for you.” You finally looked up and met his loving eyes. He grabbed you by your waist pulling you into his chest while he hid his face in your hair to take your scent in.

“Just promise you won´t leave this time”

“As long as you promise to never forget about me.”

“I won´t forget about us.”

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Idk where you want requests... Sorry, here goes: I thought you were my best friend so I jumped on you, but it turns out your just a really famous singer trying to get some shopping done without being noticed. Sorry? Or I'm a cop and you hate it, cause you're always worrying about me, but I love that I get to help people, and we try to work it out. Fluffy and worrying. Idk, those were bad, I'm sorry! But love your writing!!! And thank you, sorry if this is the wrong place.

A/N Thank you so much for your requests!! They are both awesome! This is exactly where they should be sent. I decided to go with the first one but may revisit the other at a later date because it seems pretty cool. Thank you for reading my stuff, I hope you enjoy this!


Thirty minutes late. I sighed, pulling out my phone and verifying the time. I should be used to this by now but it was still frustrating. It sucked to be always on time, to stress about punctuality, and then get rewarded for my promptness by waiting for everyone else to arrive. My best friend, Oliver, was the worst offender. Knowing him he’d found some hot guy on his way into the store and was currently chatting up his latest conquest, oblivious to the fact that I was haunting the home goods store, circling the aisles in a random pattern and avoiding the workers.

“Where are you?” I texted him, considering 30 minutes enough time waiting to not be considered a nag. And really, to be fair (to me), it was 45 minutes. Like the neurotic freak I am, I had arrived 15 minutes early. The sales people in the store probably thought I was nuts.

I did another circle of the lighting department, staring at the ornate lamps on display and fingering the delicate tassels on the shades. There was a blue Victorian inspired one I was especially fond of. I was ogling the intricate embroidery on it when I finally spotted him. His back was to me but I recognized his slim build with surprisingly broad shoulders. His dark hair was covered by a baseball cap.

Sneaking up behind him, I put my hands on his shoulders and jumped on his back. “Finally!” I said, “I’ve been waiting for you for ages.”

“What the fuck?” I instantly went stiff, sliding down his back and stepping away, my eyes growing wide. Fuck! Oliver didn’t have an Irish accent.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorr…” I started to apologize, absolutely mortified. The words died on my lips as my poor accosted stranger turned and I was confronted by the bluest eyes I have ever seen. His forehead was creased as he looked at me, obviously annoyed by my assault. He was fidgeting irritably with a phone and water bottle in his hands, shifting them from one to the other as he took a deep breath.

“Look, I woulda taken a picture with ya. You didn’t need to jump on me.”

“I’m sorry?” I asked, confused. A picture?

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Awkward Acceptance Speech Part 2/2 (Tom Holland x Reader)

A/N: So, I didn’t plan on making a part two to this but so many people wanted one. So, here it is. It’s short.

Prompt: Aftermath of your awkward confession during your acceptance speech. Part One

Requests are Open

Tom Holland x Reader, words: 763, requested?: yes, warning: none

It had been a few days since you had received Tom’s number and your best friend kept telling you to call him. You were nervous, to say the least. Your face had been in the press ever since your stunt at the award ceremony, some good and some bad. Most people couldn’t believe you had made a fool of yourself like that. You still couldn’t believe it yourself. Your twitter feed was full of tweets about your mess up. It didn’t look like it was going to die down anytime soon either. You decided to take a break from social media, it would just make things worse if you replied to anything. 

But you couldn’t help but check Tom’s Twitter and Instagram. He barely ever used his Twitter but you were hoping to see something. Anything. You came up empty handed so you checked his best friend Harrison’s Twitter. About a day ago, he posted a status about Tom nervously pacing around their hotel room for something. Was he waiting for you to text or call? It couldn’t be. Could it? You had made a complete fool out of yourself in front of everyone and dragged him down with you.

You paced around your living room, debating on what to do. According to Tom’s Instagram, he was in Singapore and you were in LA. You took in a deep breath as you paced back and forth. “Well, if I text him and he totally denies me then that’s okay. Right? It’ll all be fine. What’s the worst that could happen?” You could have embarrassed yourself for no reason whatsoever. You grabbed your phone from your coffee table and pulled up Tom’s contact. “Now or never,” you muttered.

It was much easier to send out a text than calling him. Plus, you weren’t sure about the time differences. You didn’t want to wake him up if he was asleep. ‘Hey, it’s Y/N. Sorry, it took so long to text.’ You felt the need to explain yourself because it had taken so long to contact him. It was best, to be honest. ‘I was nervous actually haha’. You double text him.

I was nervous you forgot about me’ Your phone pings not even a minute later.


‘i was honored when you said those things about me you’re my celebrity crush as well ahaha



‘Aren’t you like out of town??’

When i get back or i could always fly back to see you

I’m flattered but don’t cut your vacation short for me. Enjoy it. I’ll see you when you get back

I can’t wait

Me either’ A knock on your door interrupted your message. You were expecting your best friend for a much needed girls’ day. ‘I gtg now! Ttyl!’

good bye love

Some time had passed since you began dating Tom and things couldn’t be better. You were keeping things on the down-low since you both feared the media blowing things out of proportion or making up stories. The two of you were guest starring on Jimmy Fallon to promote your new movies that were coming out later that year. You were very excited but also very nervous. You were kind of afraid of Tom spilling the beans about your relationship, but you wouldn’t be angry if he did.

You were backstage getting ready for the show while he was on the air. You watched from the provided tv in your dressing room. You were getting a feed from the cameras before anyone watching tv at home could. You carefully applied red lipstick to your lips as you watched.

“We have Y/N L/N backstage tonight and we’ll be interviewing her,” you heard Jimmy say to Tom. You saw Tom nod his head and braced yourself for whatever questions Jimmy had for your boyfriend. ‘Have the two of you spoke since that fateful award ceremony?’

“Yeah, we have.” A smile spreads across Tom’s lips and you know he’s probably going to admit to your relationship. You roll your eyes but smile. He could never keep his mouth shut about anything.

“How’s that going?”

“Amazing, Jimmy. She’s a delight.”

“Are the two of you seeing each other?” By the look on Jimmy’s face, he already knows. If Tom denied it then he would come for you. “Be honest.”

“Uh…well…” Tom blushes and squirms in his seat. Now it was his turn to embarrass himself in front of millions of people. A smile forms on your lips as you turn the tv off before he can finish his answer. You’d just wait and see.

“Now you’re getting married to a man that is not me...”

  "I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU WOULD ACTUALLY DO THAT TO ME" I screamed at Justin. I was heartbroken, why on earth would Justin think it was okay to cheat on me? I was completely and utterly shattered.

“Baby, I don’t know what got over me, you know I love you,” Justin said, he tried to grab my hand, but I quickly removed it from his grasp and stared deeply into his eyes.

“Don’t you dare touch me! You lost that right when you touched another woman” I told him, then I turned around and started to make my way up the very familiar stairs in the house that I had grown used to being and living in, but not anymore..

As the tears continued to stream down my cheeks, I started to pack all of my stuff. I didn’t want to stay here anymore, I wanted to get away and never come back, I especially wanted to get away from Justin.

“Baby, what are you doing?” Justin asked me as he made it upstairs. I stopped packing and glared at him.

“What do you think I’m doing?” I harshly asked him. Justin gulped and looked at the ground.

“Can’t we please talk about? I never meant for it to happen, it just did” Justin pleaded. I rolled my eyes and sighed.

“Fine, you wanna talk about? Then let’s talk” I told him. I went over to the small dresser we had in our bedroom. I grabbed the picture of us that was placed there for both of us to be reminded of our love.

“Let’s talk about how you decided to ruin the best 2 years of my life,” I told him, then I threw the picture onto the ground. Glass flew everywhere, but I didn’t even flinch. I had never done anything like it, but it felt so good to do.

“Or even better, let’s talk about the sex,” I told him as I glared at him even more. “Was she good?” I asked him. I placed my hand on my hip and waited for him to answer him, but the answer never came. I sarcastically chuckled and rolled my eyes, then I continued to pack, and this time Justin let me pack without interrupting me, which I was very grateful for.  

“I’ll get someone else to come pick up the rest of my things,” I told Justin, then I grabbed my bag and ran down the stairs. Justin was quick to follow me, and before I could open the front door, he had grabbed my hand and had pulled me close to him.

“Justin, please let go of me,” I told him as I looked him into his eyes. Tears were rolling down my cheeks, which made Justin let go almost immediately.

“I love you” he whispered to me, I just shook my head and sniffled.

“If you loved me, you wouldn’t have cheated,” I told him, then I opened the front door and slowly I started making my way outside in the cold weather.

“I do love you! I now I’ve lost you because of a stupid and drunken mistake” he yelled behind me. I avoided answering, instead, I got into my car and drove off as fast as possible.

I didn’t know where to go, my parents live several states away, and I really didn’t feel like driving for so long, and Y/B/F/N was out of town. In the end, I decided to drive out of town and stay at the first hotel I found.  

The hotel wasn’t particularly good, but there were a bed and a bathroom, and that was all I needed for now.

I sat down on the bed and looked through my phone. Justin had called me a whole lot of times, and of course also left some texts, but otherwise there wasn’t anything else, so I decided to just shut it off. I laid down on the bed and sighed loudly, this had got to be the worst day of my life!

3 years later my heart was finally whole again, and that was all thanks to Adrian, my boyfriend, well my soon to be husband, we were getting married today, and I couldn’t be happier. As for Justin, I actually haven’t really been talking to him these past few years. He seems to have moved on, and so have I, so he actually did me a favor, because if it wasn’t for him, then maybe I wouldn’t have met Adrian, and that would have been a shame.  I looked out the window in the room I was getting ready in. Paparazzi were trying to take pictures of me, of course, they knew I would be getting married, I was - after all - Justin Bieber’s ex-girlfriend. I had seen interviews with Justin, where he had been asked how he felt about me getting married, and his answer had always been: “If she’s happy, then I’m happy”, and then he would change the subject. I sighed to myself, then I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I had asked people to leave the room so that I could have some time alone, they all understood and had quickly left the room.

I gently patted my dress to make sure it sat perfectly on my body. 

I smiled happily to myself, then I turned around and grabbed my glass of champagne. I quickly drowned it, then I placed the glass on the table. I went out of the room and immediately I was greeted by all my bridesmaids and my dad.

“Y/N, you look absolutely gorgeous!” Anna, my maid of honor, told me. I smiled at her, then I went over to dad and interlocked our arms.

“Here you go,” someone told me as she handed me a very beautiful bouquet. I thanked her, then I looked down at the bouquet and smiled widely. Adrian sure did have great taste in flowers! I gently brought the bouquet up to my nose and smelled the flowers. The overly sweet smell of roses caught my nose, and immediately I was in heaven! I closed my eyes and immediately thought back to Adrian and I’s first date. He had come to pick me up, and he had brought a bouquet of red roses, my favorites. Adrian and I had met online, and we had instantly clicked.  

“Are you ready?” dad asked me. I nodded, then we went over to the door. The music started playing, and slowly my bridesmaids and Adrian’s best men started walking in. When they finally stood by the aisle, dad and I started walking. I was smiling widely as I looked at the crowd, and my smile grew wider as I made eye contact with Adrian.

* Justin’s POV *

“Dude, did you realize Y/N is getting married today?” Ryan asked me as he sat down beside him. I sighed and nodded my head, today had to be the worst day of my life.

“Do you still love her?” he asked me. Without even thinking I nodded my head, I did still love her! These last 3 years had been hell for me, I ruined the best thing in my life, and now the love of my life was getting married to someone that wasn’t me.

“I really screwed up 3 years ago,” I told Ryan and I sank further down into the couch. Ryan sighed and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

“Whoa, look at her!” Ryan then said, he handed me his phone, where a picture of Y/N was showed. I gulped and studied the picture closely. She looked absolutely gorgeous! She was the definition of perfection!

I immediately stood up from the couch and handed Ryan his phone back.

“I need to get her back!” I told him, then I left the room.

“Justin, you can’t just get her back! She’s getting married!” Ryan yelled.

“I don’t care! I know she’s not marrying the love of her life because that’s me!” I told him, then I opened the front door and got into my car. Ryan was quick to get also, and before he could even put on his seatbelt, I had sped off towards the church Y/N was getting married at.

* Y/N’s POV *  

“Dearly beloved, we’re gathered here today on this beautiful day to witness the union of Y/N and Adrian in holy matrimony. This is a day of great celebration and reverence, on which we come together before God to recognize and commemorate the sacred love and dedication shared between these two people. It is wonderful to have family and friends here to join us today. The bride and groom would like to thank their guests for being here and would like you to know that each of you were invited here on this day because you have played an integral part in their intertwining lives.” the minister said. Adrian and I were standing across from each other with our hands intertwined, both with a smile on our faces.  

“In the time that Y/N and Adrian have spent together, they’ve built the sturdy foundation for a lifelong relationship. After a great deal of thoughtful consideration, they have decided to bind themselves to one another for the rest of their lives.

May you all remember and cherish this sacred ceremony, for on this day, with love, we will forever bind Y/N and Adrian together.” the minister continued. I honestly just wanted to get this over with! I was so nervous about my vows!

“If there is anyone in attendance who has cause to believe that this couple should not be joined in marriage, you may speak now or forever hold your peace.” he continued. No one said anything which made me sigh, but unfortunately, the door into the church opened and Justin walked in.

“I do!” he yelled. “Y/N you can’t marry this guy! You know you don’t love him” Justin said.

“Justin, please don’t to this” I begged. Justin just shook his head and ran up to me.

“Y/N, I know I made a mistake 3 years ago, but I still do love you! I love you so much, and it kills me to see you with this guy! I know you, and I can see that you don’t love him, you just want happiness, and yeah I couldn’t give you that, but I’m a changed man! I know I can make you happy, because being without you has been hell for me!” Justin told me.

“Do you expect me to just drop everything just because you realized you can’t live without me? I waited so long for you to come to me because you finally realized that you loved me, but guess what, you never did!” I told him, tears were now streaming down my cheeks. Adrian tried to place his hand on my back for comfort, but I just couldn’t take it.

“I’m so sorry Adrian, but I can’t do this! I thought I knew what I was doing, but I didn’t! Justin’s right, I don’t love you, I was just in love with the fact of someone caring for me and wanting the best for me” I told Adrian, then I ran down the aisle. I quickly left the church and got into the first car I could see, unfortunately, it was Ryan that was sat behind the steering wheel.

“Can you please drive?” I asked him as he kept looking at me weirdly. He quickly nodded his head and drove off. I looked out of the window to see both Justin and Adrian standing there with hurt expressions while everyone was standing behind them with dumbfounded looks on their faces.

Ryan used to be my best friend when Justin and I were dating, but when we broke up I lost contact with him. Before I even knew it we were at our usual spot. I immediately started crying even harder. Ryan got out of the car and went to my side, he then opened the door and lifted me up. He sat down on one of the rocks and placed me on top of himself.

“Care to tell me what happened?” he lowly asked me. I sniffled and placed my head on his chest.

“I’m so confused!” I told him as I sobbed loudly. “I really thought I loved Adrian, but when Justin showed up and confessed everything to me, I just lost it all,” I told him. Ryan understood that I didn’t want to talk about it. Ryan gently started rocking me back and forth, but we were soon interrupted by someone clearing their throat. I looked behind Ryan to see Justin standing there. He had tears running down his cheeks, but a small smile was still plastered on his lips.

“How did you know I was here?” I asked him. Justin chuckled lowly and smiled.

“I know you like the back of my hand,” he told me. I sniffled, then I got off Ryan’s lap and went to engulf Justin in a big hug.

“I missed you so much,” I told him. Justin squeezed me tight and breathed loudly.

“I missed you, too, so, so much!” he mumbled.

“I’ll let you two have some time alone,” Ryan said, then he stood up and started walking away.

“Wait!” I told him, Ryan turned around and looked at me weirdly.

“Thank you,” I told him with a smile. Ryan just smiled and turned around leaving me alone with Justin.

“Am I allowed to kiss you?” he mumbled as he grabbed my face. I slowly nodded my head, and immediately Justin’s lips were on mine.

“Just because we kiss doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven you yet,” I told Justin, Justin nodded and smiled.

“I wanna take things slow, I wanna make sure we know each other to perfection,” I told him.

“That sounds perfect, but honestly I can’t wait to see you in one of these dresses again, when we’re finally gonna marry each other” Justin told me, then he picked me up and twirled me around.  

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Why the hell do they think they can hit you up the day of and ask you to go to a place. Like a guy will hit you up at 5:15 to have drinks at 6. Foh. Or they’ll say oh let’s meet for lunch tomorrow. You ask them the time that they want to meet and they don’t reply so you have to hit them up and initiate the when and where. I don’t have time for that. After all of this they act surprised when you say it’s not gonna work for you. Learn to be considerate of other people’s time. You’re not the only one with things to do. Women don’t sit at home all day waiting on guys to invite them out. The worst is men who are just visiting your city for travel. I gave you my number a week ago, you had all that time to officially set something up. Don’t text me the day that you’re in town “Hey I’m here, let’s get drinks today”. Who the hell do you think you are? Then you had the nerve to not tell me when you were coming, I can’t read minds. Don’t expect me to be waiting for you when you get off the plane to welcome you to the city. I will smoothly tell you to enjoy your trip and I’ll see you next time, I’m not with that last minute shit.

Men talk a lot of shit about women, but they are so damn needy and need us to do everything for them. Idk who raised y'all.

Bonjour Mon Amour

Barry X Reader

Word Count: 1,826

Warnings: none

You loved your job. It had always been your dream to become a fashion designer and you knew you would be able to work up to it. But being the assistant to an ungrateful boss left you more than a little stressed. Well, lucky for you Barry was always willing to cheer you up.

“You can’t let her get under your skin.” Barry sighed, taking another sip of his drink.

“I know.” You nodded “She’s just such a bitch to me all the time.”

“Maybe its cause you’re prettier than her.” He joked, happy to see the smile on your face.

“You’re sweet.” You stated,  resting your hand atop his own.

“Well I’ve got to go,” He said with a glance at his watch “but I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“If I make it through yet another day of the torture.” You exclaimed, putting a hand to your head for dramatics.

“Night.” He chuckled, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

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Midnight Mistakes

Title: Midnight Mistakes

Athlete: Taylor Hall

Word Count: 3,222

Rating: NC-17

Requested?: Yes

Request?” Hallsy Smut…? (I realize this was a random request received but it got my brain going and it was written quickly and was super helpful in getting my writing going again.)

A/N: This is a story containing smut and if that’s not your thing I probably would refrain from reading it.  If you’re fine with said scenario all I have to say is anger towards Taylor turns into angry sex with Taylor.  This is my first attempt at smut so let me know what you think of it and if you’d like to see more stories like this, otherwise ENJOY the story!!  A big thank you needs to be said to @bostonstrongforlife for proofreading the story for me before I posted it!!

Your name: submit What is this?

Leaning out of the bathroom I tried listening to the game recap as I brushed my teeth.  I knew the outcome of the game, I had watched it in its entirety, but was hoping for a little positivity to be spoken by the announcers.  Rinsing out my mouth I knew this was not going to be the night they granted my wish.

Slipping out of my lounge pants and hoodie I grabbed one of Taylor’s t-shirts from his drawer and pulled it on as I slid under the covers to await his call.  It was already later than the normal time he called after games which was fine since I knew he was going to be grumpy.  

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Accidents Happen Part 2 - Rewritten!!

Title: Accidents Happen Part 2

Pairing: Josh Dun x Reader

Word Count: 2,065

Warning: Douchy Josh, swearing, mention of anxiety and panic attacks

A/N: Hiii frens, I’ve been so unhappy with part two and some of part three, I’ve decided to somewhat rewrite them. This chapter is part two and three rewritten and put together, I personally am a lit happier with how it is now and part three will be up soon! 


Eight days. Eight whole days since you told Josh you were pregnant and you haven’t heard a single thing from him. You’ve been waiting for Josh to call you back so you can figure out how this whole situation will work out. 

Does Josh want to be in the baby’s life? What if he doesn’t want to be? Will he help support you financially? Will he just tell you to get lost and never hear from him again? These were just a handful of the questions that kept you up at night.

You decide eight days is enough, you need your questions answered. 

To Josh: Hey, you said you’d call, but I still haven’t heard anything, I’d appreciate it if you called me - y/n 

A few hours later you finally got a reply, better late than never right?

From Josh: I’ve been busy. I do have a job. 

From Josh: How can I trust you, you’re just some random bar slut. 

The anger boils up from inside your body, how dare he, who does he think he is, some type of gift from god? It takes everything inside of you to stop yourself from calling him and screaming down the phone.

To Josh: Can we please just talk?

You wrote out the message and deleted it, you can’t help but let the anger take over. 

To Josh: Who the fuck do you think you are Josh?! News flash you’re nothing special, you’re just some guy in a band, what gives you the right to call me a slut? Maybe I don’t want you around OUR child

From Josh: There isn’t an ‘our’ child, you’re lying or delusional, would you just leave me alone, I’ve got a show tonight and I don’t want you ruining it

To Josh: I couldn’t care less about what you’re doing Josh, man up and accept the fact that we’re having a child

From Josh: Until I see stone cold proof, this ‘child’ is nothing but a pack of lies.

To Josh: I can come to you now and take a test if you insist on it

You waited over an hour for a reply. Josh sent you the address of the venue and said he’d meet you outside.

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I can’t believe there is always BS that pops up in the Scorbus tag from people that just don’t get it. It boggles my mind how low people can sink especially now when someone said only straight people refer to Scorbus as queerbaiting. Are you fucking kidding me? I feel like I am watching comedy become less funny. By the logic only straight people believe Cursed Child is queerbaiting,that’s basically stating JKR could have ended the book with Albus and Scorpius together and straight people wouldn’t mind. It’s nice to know queerbaiting thinkers are limited to straight people. You can have your own opinions about the play but when it comes down to stereotyping people, that’s not okay and never will be in any way, shape or form. 

Why are the hater’s so adamant on saying male friendships can be as deep as Albus and Scorpius? I like to ask you this, why does every male dynamic in Harry Potter have to be friendly? Why isn’t that question being raised? Why can’t we have one male relationship be gay where the two boys (Albus and Scorpius) love each other wholeheartedly and literally can’t live without each other? Why is same gender relationships always a problem? Why not pose the same questions for opposite genders? It seems to me like if people support two people of opposite genders as a couple, no one complains but the moment a gay pair is shipped, there is a sudden outburst. 

Whether you choose to believe it or not, no matter what the sexuality you are, Cursed Child is QUEERBAITING. Pretending it never happened or being completely blindsided to the reality of the problem doesn’t mean it’s not there. I would really appreciate if those who want other’s to think there wasn’t queerbaiting to stop forcing their views on others. That’s not going to happen. Each person is entitled to their own freedom of speech. Everyone has a different perspective.

You are trying to tell me, Albus and Scorpius separating and having an entire staircase sequence dedicated to them is a friendly moment, where they are broken beyond repair. They mean the world to each other and neither is stable without the other to a point Scorpius is depressed and Albus telling Delphi he is destroyed by Scorpius;s absence . Let’s not forget the line, ‘Both full of unhappiness.’ The separation was meant to make these two realize there is no life for them unless they are together.

What about the moment when Scorpius saw Albus talking to Delphi and a part of him not liking it? That’s also friendly? Right? If it was truly about the fact he doesn’t want to be replaced as a best friend, he wouldn’t have shut her down into coming with them. He doesn’t want her around. He feels something for Albus otherwise the part of him not liking it would have not been scripted. Each line is for a reason. 

Not only was Scorbus beautifully built as a gay love romance, they were set up from the very beginning with smiles toward one another before Albus even approached him. After finally meeting, thing’s would be the same anymore for either one. Explain to me why Scorpius wanted to go on adventures with him while knowing the decision’s weren’t positive but regardless, following him everywhere anyway. 

Moving on to the hug on the train. Albus initiated this particular hug and considering it’s their first hug, Albus hugged him with fierceness and it was held for a beat. Also keep in mind, they awkwardly dislocated. If the hug was so friendly, why would they awkwardly end it unless it had another meaning? Friends do hug each other. It’s normal. Apparently, not for Albus and Scorpius because it wasn’t an ordinary hug. 

Albus threatens his dad about what would happen if he doesn’t stay away from Scorpius followed by tears at the thought of not having Scorpius by his side. That’s intense for a father/son relationship. Albus can’t stand not having Scorpius in his life which is why telling him they have to separate ways was the most painful thing. Even Scorpius didn’t take the news very well. He was crying his heart out because of the forced distance between him and Albus.

At the library, Albus gave Scorpius a speech about he makes him stronger and toward the end he says, “when my dad forced us apart-without you- he clearly had more to say here. However, he cut the sentence short. That’s when Albus realized he has a special place for Scorpius in his heart. Scorpius responds with, “I didn’t much like my life without you in it either.” They are complete when together and incomplete when they are not. It’s in canon.

Delphi told Scorpius, him and Albus belong together and that’s the honest thing anyone has ever said in the entire play because it’s the truth. Albus and Scorpius do belong together and both know it. Albus realized it at the library, a little sooner then Scorpius. They hugged and Scorpius remembered it was the second hug Albus gave him. He keep’s tracks of his supposed friend’s hugs. So friendly, not……..

Scorpius was heartbroken when Albus left him. Why would the script say heartbroken? Surely, other words could have been the choices like devastated, sad, broken, etc…..heartbroken is typically used for couples once a relationship has ran it’s course. Interesting enough, the word was given to Scorpius in a scene where Albus had to let him go. In no way is that coincidental. Again, there is a purpose.

Who can forget the scene with Scorpius and Snape? Snape tells him, “You’re giving up your kingdom for Albus, right?” He even tells him to think about Albus because all it takes is one person and then Lily was brought up into the equation to describe the concept of Scorbus and we know Snape loved her and Lily loved him at one point. That was done on purpose. 

Albus told his dad, Scorpius is all he needs and when Harry attempts to encourage him to talk to other people, all Albus needs is Scorpius. That’s another thing. Neither Albus or Scorpius want to interact with others expect each other. If you’ve paid close attention, they are inseparable and are constantly together. They are joined by the hips.

Scorpius was the one that went to the library to see Albus and in doing so made Albus say, “If she finds us, we will be forced apart forever.” He begged Scorpius to hide inside the invisibility cloak with him to not be caught. I can’t imagine what would have happened if Scorpius didn’t oblige. Professor McGonagall saw them on the map and instead of busting them, she smiled to herself and said, “Well if you are not here, you are not here.” She walked off leaving them there. 

The third hug was in the water, a difficult task and Scorpius still managed to hug Albus. He delivers this line, “You have no idea how glad I am to see you.” He is way too happy to see Albus and was happy. He just went for the hug because he needed it and after such a long time, this is the first time Scorpius initiated a hug which shows they have come a long way. 

Delphi pointed the wand at Albus and he didn’t care whether he lived or died. He told her to do her worse and she pointed the wand at Scorpius to kill him and that’s what frightened Albus the most. She went crucio on Scorpius and Albus begged her to stop and that he will commit to whatever it is she needs him to do because seeing Scorpius at the verge of death and in pain bothered him. It also makes you think. Of all people and everything in his life, Scorpius dying is the worst thing that can happen to Albus.

Finally, we get a fourth hug (second hug initiate by Scorpius) and when Albus said, “What’s this? I thought you said we don’t hug.” And while hugging him, Scorpius says, “I wasn’t sure. Whether we should. In this new version of us I had inside my head.” Well, they are best friends now. So what new version can he possibly mean other then the inevitable boyfriends version? They can only go beyond friendship and not as anything less then a friendship. There you have it. He see’s Albus as boyfriend material.

The play was queerbaiting to the max because after all was said and done, Rose popped in Scorpius’s mind out of nowhere and he formed a fantasy of her even though they only spoke once, had no build up, and were basically dead. She even rejected him and yet we are supposed to believe they are the love story. It was unnecessary. The worst part is, she was only around to force heteronormativity which was beyond abnormal. Albus and Scorpius are the victims. Plain and simple.

There are enough male friendships in Harry Potter and the one and only time two males were undeniably gay based on the evidence in text (far from a friendship) they had to be stripped away from their will to be boyfriends. It was forced upon them. Albus and Scorpius didn’t ask hetero BS to come in between their non friendly love. 

The play should be called: The cursed child, the victims of heteronormativity. I haven’t seen worse queerbaiting in my life. Not making Scorbus canon is despicable, disturbing, disrespectful, homophobic, and horrifying behavior from the writer’s part. 

If the writer’s didn’t want a gay couple and were afraid if they took the risk, no one would watch the live show let alone buy the book, Albus and Scorpius shouldn’t have been written so gay and approved by JKR as such only to be played in the end for no reason at all. The queerbaiting was intentional.

Cursed Child writers reeled the Scorbus fanbase along for the ride in false hope they would become more then a friendship because everything was leading up to that climax and pretend Albus and Scorpius weren’t in love with each other. You can’t erase their history just because your (everyone involved with cursed child) biased writing’s attempt to brainwash us into falling for Albus and Scorpius being straight failed. None of you could have done a worse job. 

In conclusion, the play received backlash because of the writer’s poor decisions, as it should because the stunt that was pulled against Scorbus getting their right ending was cruel and deceitful. Next time if you don’t want gay characters, don’t sink so low to lead the reader’s on and instead, try writing the friendship properly without gay undertones if that was your intention.