It’s the end of half-term and I still have jet-lag honestly who’s idea was it for me to come back to hong kong in the expanse of a week… so I woke up at 11 again today and I’m still working on my sketchbook ʕ ·ᴥ·ʔ
Request:can you pretty please do a second part of the gf in a coma reaction, like she actually wakes up (can’t see my boys sad) even if you don’t all I want to say is thanks for all the amazing post you make 😍
Note: Thanks so much!
(ಥ﹏ಥ) Plus, I didn’t get home since recently so I’ve been having real bad jet lag lol, sorry for being mia for longer than necessary!
*credit to gif owners*
You had been under for so long that Jin was starting to lose hope, but that didn’t stop him from being at your side at all times. It was one day when he had opened the curtains to bring some light into the dimly lit room when hope had slapped him in the face in a matter of seconds. “Seokjin?” Your voice was scratchy, and when he turned to find you squinting at him, his heart was drowning in joy. He was speechless, but it was when you gave him a tired smile that had tears instantly running down his cheeks.
You were finally awake.
He was slowly forced awake once he felt a nudge on his cheek, softly getting up from your legs from where he had fallen asleep on before yawning. “That was some hibernation, do you know how many weeks have passed?” His eyes shot open, boring into your innocent ones as you stared at him lovingly. He quickly grabbed your hand to make sure you were real and hoped he wasn’t in some fucked up dream; tears prickling in the back of his eyes as he held it in, forcing a sad laugh. If only you would have known, that you were the one hibernating for so long.
He had food with him, walking to your hospital room with his throat swelling throughout the way. He had prayed that you wouldn’t be suddenly gone while he went out to find himself something to eat after so long, but little did he know that he was receiving something more. When he walked inside your room, closing the door behind him and plastering himself onto the seat beside your bed while releasing a sigh, he glanced towards you to find you staring at him curiously, waiting for him to say something.
But instead, he screamed in terror.
He was already staring at you the moment you woke up, but he was also sleep deprived. You were looking around frightened, wondering where the heck you were but when your eyes rested on him, a small smile crept on your lips. “Hey cutie.” Your voice was hoarse, and Namjoon had to slap his cheeks to make sure he hadn’t fallen asleep and hoping to anything that it wasn’t some sick joke. When he realized that it was in fact not a dream, he felt a surge of emotions overtake him; looking to the ground in sadness. Finally.
He froze once he heard you moan softly, his eyes widening as yours began to open slightly. He didn’t know how to react, he just..stood there with his eyebrows nearly rising to his hairline. He didn’t know what to do, and once your gaze landed on him while you blinked to see clearer — he smiled. “How was it at the other side?” He asked, trying to make a small joke out of it. When you replied with a ‘huh?’, a huge smile crawled onto his lips as he let out a breath he hadn’t known he had been holding. Your voice was enough to restore his heart, and he felt like he was falling in love all over again.
The moment Taehyung heard you call for him while he was about to doze off, his eyes blasted open in disbelief. “Oh my..” he muttered, and when your eyebrows furrowed cutely in confusion, he flew to your bed and embraced you into a tight hug, forgetting how fragile you were as you let out a pained yelp. “She’s awake!” He screamed in glee, pressing the nurse button as he began to squeeze you tighter to make sure you wouldn’t slip from his grasp once again. He nuzzled his face into your neck, feeling the once frigid skin feel warm and surging with life, tears clouding his vision. He was beyond happy.
He began to tear up once he saw you stir in your deep slumber, and when your eyes fluttered open he suddenly latched himself onto you; giving you many kisses onto your face before his hands rested on your cheeks - cupping them. “Oh god,” his voice was soft, and you were surprised to see the man in such a state. If only you knew what he had been through while you were gone, but, now none of that mattered, you were finally in his arms. “I love you so much, you know that right?” He told you, placing a peck onto your chapped lips. “So much.”
The light in the American Airlines Center is annoying. The music is annoying. The color of the Dallas Stars jerseys is annoying. My migraine is annoying and it has been since the day I screwed up. I can still feel his lips against mine, moving on a frenetic rhythm that swept both of us off our feet; but with his soft lips I could also feel the guilt, the trouble, how inappropriate and unprofessional it had been.
“You good?” Matt asks while I tape his wrists, looking me with THE look.
THE look that everyone has been giving me lately, the worried look of someone who knows that you are not going through a good time but they also know that there is nothing he can do to help you. I have been really quiet lately, always drowning in my own thoughts and guilt, to actually pretend to be okay.
“Yeah, just tired.” I lie, like I have been doing all this time; ‘headache’, ‘tiredness’, ‘jet lag’, ‘hunger’, ‘something in my eye’… the list of excuses is never ending. Matt doesn’t buy it, but he doesn’t say anything else.
: Here’s a mastershit,
I have time to waste so… lmao. It’s so long omg but I love going
into details, I wanted to do something progressive. The beginning
sucks a lot because it’s really not interesting but I don’t care, the
five hundreds words following suck, definitely. By the way, I suck at titles too.
Friday, August 4th.
It was a beautiful day
in France. The country was totally filled with sunlight, even in
Brittany. It was sparkling brilliantly and everybody went outside.
Outings with friends, having a drink at an outside table with them
and talking about anything. Strutting in town and planting oneself on
the grass in a park. Having time of their lives. In short, it was a
real summer day.
That’s precisely what
y/n had done. She had prepared herself to go outside with her best
friend that she has met at Uni, y/bf/n.
The two young girls had
been sitting at a table outside a café, the one they’re used to go
since they were on vacation.
summary: “I’ll stay by your side until you get tired of me.” Well then, forever is a long time.
word count: 1,986
Dating an idol was hard, but you’ve learned to deal with it after dating Jungkook for over a year now. One of the hardest things was when he had to go on tour and be away from you from numbers of days. Being able to go on tour with Jungkook was a chance that you’d get once in a very long time (maybe even a lifetime), seeing that he was in a secret relationship that the fans did not know of. The only people who knew were his members, the managers, his company. However, the company doesn’t really approve the relationship that he has with you, thinking that it brings on a bad spotlight to the band. Even with that, he insisted that he would stay together with you because he loved you and nothing could ever keep them apart or change that.
“Are you excited?” Jungkook asked as he looked at you with loving eyes.
Nodding excitedly, you grabbed his hand and leaned against his shoulder. They were currently sitting in the airport near the gate with the other members and staff. With their “disguises”, none of the fans could tell who they were so it was okay for them to show skinship.
“I can’t believe that I am finally able to go on tour with you! It reassures me in some way since I am able to be with you and I don’t have to fear being attacked or stalked by sasaeng fans.” You said as you lifted your head off of his shoulder and smiled at him. “Thank you for convincing your manager and boss to let me go.”
“Anytime. Get your stuff, we are boarding in a few minutes.”
Standing up and grabbing your bag, you grabbed Jungkook’s hand and followed the others as they waited near the gate to get checked in and on the airplane.
Adjusting the strap of your duffel bag, you led Jungkook to give the attendant their tickets, with the rest of Bangtan and the staff right behind them. As you made your way towards their shared seats, you tried reaching up to place their bags in the storage space that was provided above the seats. It was entertaining to Jungkook, seeing his girlfriend go on her tippy-toes to try and push their bag further inside the cabinet.
Jungkook stood behind you and pushed it for you before wrapping his arms around your waist and pressed a kiss to your temple. He placed his head on your shoulder and pushed you into your shared row lightly so that they wouldn’t block the way.
“You’re so cute~, jagiya.” Jungkook said as he pulled away and set down his small bag under the seat in front of him. “Sit (Y/N). You don’t wanna stand there the entire time.”
You let out a light laugh and sat down next to him, leaning your head on his shoulder and pushed the bag in for you before wrapping his arms around her waist and pressed a kiss against the side of your temple.
“Don’t be scared, jag,” Jungkook said as he grasped your hand. “We won’t crash or anything. Promise.”
You gave him a soft smile and waited as the other passengers began to board. As they were getting ready to take off, you subconsciously took hold of Jungkook’s hand and grasped it tightly. Looking out the window, you watched as the plane began to move to the runway, preparing to take off. As the plan began to rise from the ground, you looked away from the window and laid your head on Jungkook’s shoulder. Taking deep breaths, you tried to calm yourself while repeatedly saying, “It’s okay, it’s okay” in your head.
Once they were finally in the air, thousands of feet above the ground and sea, you began to relax a tiny bit. Listening to music with Jungkook while sharing earphones with him, having him practically be your pillow, and just being in his presence made up for all of those nights when he’s come home late. It also made you fall in love with him all over again.
Spending hours on the plane wasn’t so bad and it passed by quickly. Once the plane had landed in the lands of Japan and had halted to a complete stop, You stretched your legs a little, waiting to let the other passengers off the plane before getting your bags from the storage above them. Making your way down the aisle of the plane and through the terminal, you took a breath of Japan’s fresh air for the first time.
As you walked out, you were greeted with the screams and squeals of the fangirls who were guarded by police and bodyguards. You knew you had to walk out to the car first so you wouldn’t be caught and expose your relationship. Slipping your sunglasses on, you quickly walked to the black vans that were parked in front of the airport and got in the car, after placing your luggage in the back of the car.
You knew that the fangirls wouldn’t have noticed you getting in the car since they were too busy gushing over the fact that they were about to see BTS right in front of them. As you sat down, you made sure your face was covered, just in case, and waited patiently for the others to get here.
Suddenly, the screams got louder from inside the airport which then rippled off the crowd outside. You flinched slightly by the sudden change of the volume of noise. As you turned your head to look out of the window, you could see the boys as they made their ways to the cars with the fans being pushed back so that they would have enough space to breathe.
You ducked down in the car as soon as the car door opened so you wouldn’t be seen as the fans attention drifted towards the car of where the boys were now loading into. Taehyung was the first one to get in. He sat in the back next to the window, while Jungkook sat in the middle of the both of you, successfully blocking you from the fans’ sharp eyes. Waiting until the car started to drive off to the destination of the hotel, you slowly sat up and pushed your sunglasses onto the top of your head.
“Do you think that we’ll be able to go explore today?” J-Hope asked.
One of their managers, who was currently driving the car, nodded slightly saying that they’d be able to rest and explore for today only before their schedule started the next day.
The members smiled and started to talk among themselves as they started to plan what they were going to do once they’ve reached the hotel and had finally been set free to have the rest of the days to themselves. Jungkook, however, he took your hand in his and laid his head on your shoulder.
“Let’s stay at the hotel and relax, okay? I bet you feel really jet-lagged too so you can have time to rest. We can go out tomorrow.” Jungkook said, tilting his head up to take a good look at your face.
Giving him a small smile, you nodded. “Alright, let’s do that. We can out and explore tomorrow.”
Jungkook grinned and snuggled closer you, entwining his fingers with yours. You laid your head on top of his and turned your head to the side slightly, pressing a soft kiss on his head.
As the hotel came into view, you hesitantly detached yourself from Jungkook, who was sleeping on your shoulder. Shaking his shoulder lightly, the both you of exited the car and got your luggage, making your way towards the entrance of the hotel.
The hotel was fancy. The lobby floor was marble with chandeliers that hung from the ceiling. Everything was mostly white with a hint of gold and silver, here and there. The price of eight nights must’ve been expensive compared to the other hotels that the members had stayed at. Everything was so fancy that it made you feel somewhat out of place. After all, you started as a fan who was lucky enough to have her own ultimate bias to fall for her. Besides that fact, even though you were able to go on this tour which was all paid for by the company, the only thing that really motivated you to go was that you’d be able to spend a lot more time with him while he was on tour, compared to when he would have to leave you for at least two months before returning.
Anyway, back on topic. Making your way towards the elevators, the eight of you headed towards the seventeenth floor. The rooms weren’t that far from each other, as the members went to their designated room that they shared with the other members.
Once you entered the hotel room, you immediately dropped your bag and collapsed on the bed. Burying your face into the sheets, you let out a big sigh. Jungkook came over and laid down next you, his arms under his head, as he turned his face to take a good look at your face. As you turned your head to face him, you were greeted with warm and loving brown eyes.
“You really like staring at me, huh?”
“Only because you are so beautiful.”
Blushing a light pink, you buried your face into the sheets again, letting out a “Stoopp~ You’re embarrassing.”
He let out a chuckle and stood up. “Go and wash up. For once, I am letting you go first so take advantage of this one in a lifetime moment. It’s been a long day of traveling.”
As you let out a light laugh, you jokingly glared at him as you grabbed your things from the luggage, along with your beauty bag. “I hope I steal all the hot water, so you won’t have any, like what you do to me.” You shouted before stepping into the bathroom.
“I’m showering with you! Wait for me!” He said, rushing to get his clothes and running into the bathroom. “Leave some hot water for your Kookie!”
The sky started to grow dark. As the sun started to set, setting a gorgeous array of colors across the sky. The lights of the city started to glow brighter, as the night grew dark and alone. Tokyo, the city that never stops, was shining brightly under the sky. Watching as the cars zoom by from your hotel window, you sat on a chair with Jungkook, wrapped in his arms, making you feel safe and protected.
“We don’t get this often huh?”
He shook his head and buried his nose into your hair, taking in your scent. “You should come on tour with us again. I won’t have to deal with the feeling of being away from you and missing you a lot.”
“That would create a higher chance of us being found out. .”
“Then, let’s become a public couple.”
Alarmed, you pulled away from his arms. “Are you serious?! Jungkook, it would bring bad light to you and your members. You’d lose fans and-”
“None of that is more important than you.”
He placed his hands on your shoulder. “Listen to me, (Y/N). Even if I work with, in your opinion, “beautiful” girls, none of them would compare to you. I could never love them like I love you. You are my entire world and if ARMY can’t accept that, then they’ll just have to deal with it. I’ve already talked with the members about this and I know what I’m doing. I’ll stay with you, protect you, and be by your side until you get tired of me.”
Smiling, you pressed a chaste kiss to his lips saying, “Forever is a long time, but it’s worth it spending it with you.”
Request: Hi! I have
an idea for an imagine and I though I should share with my fav writer on
Tumblr: you since you are taking and making amazing Alex’s requests. Well since
everyone since to already hate this new girl Alicia I thought that maybe you
could write about Alex x reader knowing each other from working during s4 and
kinda dating (not officially) and then this new girl comes in for s5 and starts
flirting shamelessly with Alex so reader is really jalous but he calms her
down, yes? PLEASE! Note: I hope I did this one right? Don’t know why but I’m not so confident about it, I just don’t want to dissapoint you. So let me know, all of you, release the pressure resting on my heart. ;-) But Enjoy, I certainly did.
Two weeks of beach and sunshine got
you all reloaded for the filming of season five of Vikings that started
tomorrow. In the past two weeks you didn’t do anything more than laying at the
beach, reading and even did some sight seeing. But how good those hot
tempatures maybe were and how proud you was on the little tan you got, you
where glad to be home again. You pulled you baggage from the transporter before
you walked out of the maze that always seemed to confuse you. When you came at
the arrivalgate you saw a figure you probarbly didn’t suspect to see. ‘Are you
here for me?’ You asked Alex completly confused. Yes, you texted past two weeks
and to be honest, you missed him more than the cat waiting for you home but you
really didn’t suspect him to be here waiting for you. 'No, I’m waiting on the
old lady over there.’ He pointed. You turned around to an older woman, hugging
her husband before you realized that he was joking. 'I’m here for you, yes.’ He
corrected himself. You tilted your head, a smile spreading over you face before
you wrapped an arm underneath his shoulder to hug him. Yes you missed him, that tight
hug said it all. Through the whole filming of season four you kind of grew
tighter with Alex. You dated him, on a occasion of two but it was a little
unclear of there was friendship of more. But as long as he was around you were
glad. 'Next time you run of to the sunset you don’t forget me.’ He placed a
greeting kiss on your cheek before pulling your baggage out of your hands. 'What
are you doing tonight?’ He asked with that kind of a promesing smile on his
lips. 'I’m just back. I’m gonna go home, unpack and take a deep breath before
we have our first setday tommorow.’ That last one on a little more excited than
you expected it to be. 'Somebody looks forward.’ 'Offcourse, missed all of
you.’ 'Me, the boys and Ida are coming together tonight, you should to.’ He
suggested. He didn’t lead you right to a cab but to his own car. 'I’m
exhausted.’ 'Come on Y/n, I missed you.’ He putted on his puppy face on and you
shook you head, looking to him from the other side of the car. 'Fine.’ You
smiled, knowing he would harass you until you gave in anyway. He brought you
home and picked you right up later that day. Your eyes traveled up to the grey
sky remembering how much sunlight you had on your vacation. 'Missing the sun
already?’ He joked. You stepped out of the car and looked up to the sky again.
'I’m half freezing to dead being back here.’ You reacted. He wrapped his arm
over your shoulder and walked with you inside. Marco jumped the both of you
from behind. 'Y/n, next time you go on vacation you tell uss so we can join.’
'You see.’ Alex agreed with his friend. 'I didn’t miss the both of you
together.’ You pointed to them. Alex and Marco always were trouble if they hang
around with each other. He walked between the two of you and wrapped his arms
around you and Alex. 'Back together, you ready?’ Marco asked you. He held you so tight
you hardly could move your neck. You putted your thumb up and he released you,
giving you a kiss on your cheek before leading you to the others. Ida jumped
right from her seat and embraced you tight. 'Glad to have you back. I’m so
excited.’ 'You’re not alone.’ You said with a promesing look before greeting
Jordan to. If you talked about squadgoals, the five of you were. Alex ordered
some shots and gave if to each one of you. 'My boys and girls, to season five.’
Alex said with a promessing glare over each one of you. He putted his little
glass up and you all ticked it before drinking. To season five.
and Phil video in the London Apartment in order
I made a list of every single Dan and Phil video that they
have uploaded since they first moved into their, (now old), London apartment. I
have left out any YouTube Red videos but have included videos from all 6 channels,
(danisnotonfire, AmazingPhil, danisnotinteresting, LessAmazingPhil,
DanandPhilGAMES and DanandPhilCRAFTS).
If you think the order is wrong or any of the links are
incorrect please let me know and I will try to correct it.
A/N: I’m apologizing ahead of time because this turned out angstier than I’d intended. I have three excuses for my behavior: 1. jet lag 2. fighting some terrible cold or something 3. JED WHEDON DESTROYED MY SOUL WITH THE LAST EP. I AM planning to write a fluffier version of this prompt though, I promise! In the meantime, I wrote a super sappy proposal story awhile ago, if you need a palate cleanser? http://archiveofourown.org/works/7062676
It has only been ten hours since she’s rescued him from the Framework, but Jemma can’t wait any longer. As soon as they’re back in their bunk, she wraps her arms around him, mesmerized by the beating of his heart against her ear.
“Let’s get married,” she says, in a rush, not at all how she’d intended it. His inhale is shaky but he ducks down to press gentle kisses all along her face.
“I was gonna bring it up, but I was afraid. You’ve always been the braver one,” Fitz murmurs against her mouth, and she grins.
“I know,” she says, somewhat haughtily, before kissing his pout away.
“But I’ve been planning a speech,” he insists.
“Then maybe you should’ve mentioned something before your LMD could,” she replies, but she knows she’s gone too far when he stills beneath her fingertips, his sharp intake of breath sucking all the oxygen from the room.
“Don’t—” he starts, right as she cuts him off with, “I’m sorry.”
“No, I know,” he steps back from her and she pulls herself forward by his shirt, refusing to allow his retreat. “I just—I can’t, we can’t joke about it.”
“Fitz,” she breathes as he sits heavily onto their bed, covering his face with his hands. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I said that…” She stops when she feels more than hears his shuddering sobs and it’s this that causes her own tears to fall. She kneels in front of him and pulls him into a fierce hug. He collapses against her, squeezing her to him so tightly it hurts.
“Don’t want—want to marry you,” is what she thinks she hears in between his choking sobs, and despite all the pain she’s survived, this is the moment she truly understands what it means to have a broken heart.
“No, Fitz, don’t do this,” she begs.
“Just—marrying, I thought it could mean…but we’re always, this won’t change. You’re always in danger.”
“What?” she whispers, desperately trying to follow his train of thought. He looks up at her then, and his eyes are shimmering with devastation and adoration and so much hunger. He brings her face to his and kisses her hard, like this might be the last time he will ever be allowed to touch her.
She falls back onto the carpet, not even sure what’s happening, just needing him as close as possible.
“Fitz,” she gasps, arching her back as he slides his teeth over her pulse point. She stops suddenly, even though it’s the last thing she wants, because she still doesn’t understand his rambling. “Fitz, what do you want?”
He drops his head to her shoulder and she immediately feels his tears seeping through her shirt. “Jemma, let’s…let’s just leave.”
“I want to marry you, but I want everything. I want us to be together and have a home and maybe…maybe kids and none of that is possible here.”
“Wait, you do want to get married? I thought you just said—?” She shakes her head, feeling a dull throbbing behind her eyes. Some part of her can’t believe how happy she is, to know they want the same things after all. The other part of her is so very exhausted.
“I don’t want to just get married,” he clarifies, and when she looks up she finds he can’t meet her eyes. “I don’t regret…I don’t regret our life together and what we’ve done but…” he sighs, finally catching her gaze. “I want to have a chance at something remotely resembling a normal life.”
She’s breathing heavily now, trying to process everything he’s said, wondering how long he’s been feeling this way before it had burst out of him. Her silence must make him nervous because he grabs her hand, tugging her towards him.
“I know this work is important to you. It’s important to me too. What if we—what if we could settle down somewhere and consult? We could have our own lab and security and we could help out whenever SHIELD needs us.”
“Settle down?” she asks, watching his fingers as they play with hers. “Where?”
“Anywhere. Wherever you want, Jemma,” and the sincerity in his eyes is enough to choke her.
“Perthshire,” she whispers, bringing her lips to his and kissing him, much more gently this time. She can feel the tension leave his body in an instant, all of the fight and the sorrow and the fear spooling out of him like a virus she’s managed to eradicate with just her words.
“Perthshire,” he repeats softly. He lets his head fall once again to her shoulder, and this time when he cries it’s for all of the things he never thought he could have and that are now, somehow, miraculously within reach.
Checking that the time was correct, and he hadn’t messed up his math, Jack clicked on Joe’s name, his breath catching a little as he waited, suddenly nervous even though there was no reason to be.
“Hey, babe!” Joe’s voice carried through the speaker, and following a brief shuffle, his face appeared on the phone, a smile stretched across his lips.
“Hi,” Jack smiled back, the breath that had caught in his throat easily moving down into his lungs now. His entire body felt calm and relaxed from just the sight of his boyfriend.
“What’re you doing up?” Joe asked, “Isn’t it late there?”
“I think around two in the morning,” Jack shrugged, “But I wanted to call you.”
“And it couldn’t wait until the morning?”
“No, because I wanted to do this now.”
“Alright,” Joe laughed at his boyfriends stubbornness, “What did you want to do now?”
“Say congratulations,” Jack said, pride flooding him, “For hitting one fucking billion views!”
“Oh,” Joe blushed, his smile turning bashful, “You didn’t have to call just for that.”
“Yes, I did. Because it’s huge, Joe. I’m so proud of you. You’ve done amazing.”
“I wish I could be there to celebrate with you, like when I hit one million.”
“We can celebrate when you’re back. Well, actually,” Joe’s blue eyes shined teasingly on Jack’s phone screen, “You’ll probably sleep for about two days, and then we can celebrate.”
“Oi, you’re worse than I am with jet lag!”
“Then how about I pretend to have jet lag and we can both sleep?”
“When there’s much better activities we could be doing in bed?” Jack grinned cheekily, “Especially since it’ll be about a month apart by time I get back.”
“Don’t remind me,” Joe grumbled.
“Hey, it’s halfway over now.”
“I know,” Joe sighed, and Jack picked up on the shift in his boyfriends mood. Gone was the happy and excited Joe, the one who had just hit one billion views on his channel. Instead it was replaced with a Joe who wouldn’t look at the screen, a frown tugging on his lips.
“You should probably get some sleep, shouldn’t you?”
“Talk to me, babe.” Jack said softly, wanting nothing more than to be there and wrap his arms around the other man. It had been a long few weeks, and the next few were going to be equally as long.
“I just,” Joe sighed again, “I miss you, Jack.”
“I miss you too, Joe.”
“I know, you went over to America for work and other stuff, and I’m completely fine with it—“
“Something you repeated to me about a hundred times, yes.”
“I wanted to make sure you knew!”
“I know, Joe.” Jack smiled softly, “Don’t worry.”
“But I didn’t think it would be this difficult. I have to wait another few weeks to hug you. And when I first saw that I hit a billion views, the first thing I wanted to do was turn to you and hug you. But I couldn’t because you’re in bloody Los Angeles and I’m in stupid London.”
“I’m sorry, babe.”
“No, don’t apologize for me being a whiney shit.”
“You aren’t a whiney shit, Joe,” Jack laughed lightly, glad to see the small smile on his boyfriends face, “And trust me, I miss you just as much. I tripled checked my math three different times to make sure I wouldn’t call too early or too late, because I wanted to call you the moment I found out as well.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“Because it was the middle of the night for you when I saw it. And unlike me, you actually sleep.”
“That’s true,” Joe hummed, resting his chin on his hand as he stared at Jack through the phone. “But hey, only a couple more weeks.”
“Only a couple more weeks.” Jack confirmed, studying the face he already knew so well. “Unless you decide to fly out to LA.”
“So tell me,” Jack shifted the conversation, “What’re you doing to celebrate?”
“Well, since someone won’t be here,” Joe said with a dramatic eye roll, ignoring Jack’s laugh as he started to explain what he and some of the boys were going to do.
And that was how Jack fell asleep that night, to the sound of Joe’s voice. Even if they were miles apart, they still felt as if they were right beside each other.
Imagine being Bella's older sister, and you and Carlisle fall in love
This was supposed to originally be a ONE SHOT, but I think we all know I have more planned for this. So PROLOGUE!
Pairing: Carlisle x Reader (OC name, feel free to change it in your mind)
‘Holy Shite on a cross!’ Is the first thought the crosses my mind as I stare up at the large, beautiful house that is at the end of the mile long drive, which has yards upon yards of white Christmas tree lights strung across the trees lining it. The house is huge, open, with wall to floor windows the reveal, what seems to, hundreds of teenagers other than my sister’s graduating class. Music pulsates outside, vibrating the windows it’s so loud, dozens of different colored lights even wave back and forth inside, reflecting across the lawn.
Alice had no doubt, out done herself; Bella always told me in our messages that she did, but I never believed her until now, as to expected of Vampires. Oh yes, I was in for a nasty shock with THAT email from Bella, see I had graduated two years before Bella, and was currently on break from my College abroad, in Japan. I knew the Cullen’s through the messages that Bella and myself exchanged, the years I was gone, never met them in person, never video chatted with them, and never been to their house. Bella sent me pictures of the younger Cullens, Jasper has blonde hair and was constantly at Alice’s side, Alice is a pixie-like girl with a sassy brown bobcut, Edward is the lanky brunette that constantly has to pull Bella out of trouble, Emmett is a burly brunette that seems to like to fight, and Rosalie is the beautiful blonde girl, with a love of cars, and looks like she belongs on a runways.
I knew of Esme and Carlisle, but little else. Esme posed as Carlisle’s sister, who had fallen on hard times, and staying with the others until she got back on her feet. Carlisle, he was an anomaly, one that I was very interested in figuring out, a vampire that works in a hospital, helping people, not attacking them, not stealing blood, but being kind and gentle, he saved Esme, Edward, Rosalie, and even Emmett by changing them, but he doesn’t go around, biting and changing people all the time. This makes me very curious. Currently, only Alice, and possibly Edward, knew of my arrival, wanting to surprise my sister, who as far as Bella was concerned, I was still in Tokyo.
Climbing out of the car, sticking my sister’s graduation present under my arm, glancing in the mirror on the side of the door to make sure my hair is flyaway free, the brown ringlets are down my back, bangs braided around the crown of my head, I smooth the skirt of my purple dress, which stops at my knees in the front, falling into a train in the back, which ends at the heels of my black and white Converse high tops, before I hold the present before me, walking up to the house. Before I can even open the door, it swings open to reveal a beaming Alice, who throws her arms around me with a happy squeal, yanking me inside.
“You’re Emma! It’s so great to finally meet you!” Alice crows over the music.
“You too, Alice! Where is Bella?” I ask just as Edward appears over a group of people’s heads, Esme’s hands clasped over Bella’s eyes as they follow him.
“Surprise!” Esme cries, uncovering my sister’s eyes as soon as the stop before me.
“Emma?!” Bella lunges at me, wrapping me in a hug. “Oh my-! Oh my god! What’re you doing here?!” She asks as I hug her back.
“You didn’t think I’d miss you graduate, did ya?” I laugh as she pulls away, I tuck the present in her hand, which she opens hesitantly, only to find a signed copy of Stephan King’s The Firestarter, causing her to beam at me as I notice people staring over at us, confusion evident.
“Let’s move somewhere more quiet.” Edward suggests, reading my discomfort easily, Bella mods as she wraps her arm around mine, tugging me through the crowd, before everyone joins us in a glass room that must be Carlisle’s at home office, said man is looking up from his desk in confusion.
“Who’s this?” He asks, gesturing to me, I have to force myself not to gawk at the handsome blonde in the office chair, he’s dressed khakis, a blue button down dress shirt, with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows.
“This is Bella’s sister! Emma. Emma. this is Carlisle.“ Alice chirps as Carlisle nods, gaze landing on me. Heat streaks to my cheeks as I cover it with a cough, before turning to Bella.
“Sorry that I missed your actual graduation, my flight was a little delayed.” I explain.
“It’s fine, I’m just so glad you’re here.” She throws her arms around me once more, causing me to let out a surprised laugh. “I’ve missed you! Please, please tell me you’re done in Japan?” I laugh, shaking my head.
“Bella, it’s two more years.” I state.
“And then it’ll be two more, then four more, then six more, and then you’ll be married with kids, wearing kimonis 27/7, and never come for visits, and then I’ll be a vampire, and-” I pinch her lips between my thumb and index finger, Edward watches in vague amusement, while Alice smiles at me.
“First, it’s kimonos, and second, you KNOW that I can’t have kids, so that’s out of the question. You know that I would never just leave you like that. Two years. That’s it. Then it’s three months in Russia, three months in England, and I will be back here, filling out a community college application to finish my doctorate.” I explain, she sighs as I release her lips.
“We never see each other, though!” Bella complains.
“You know, it probably won’t even be another eight months, I’m flying through my classes with ease.” She nods, beaming up at me. "You just have to be patient a while longer.” I glance down at my watch, frowning at the dead battery.
“It’s a little after eight.” Alice says, causing me to smile up at her in thanks.
“Do you have to go already?” Bella asks, causing me to let out a soft laugh.
“No, I’m just tired. Jet lag, I have to go to bed at an acceptable time.” I explain as Bella nods.
“Well, let me introduce you to some of my friends.” She stands, reaching down to grab my hands, tugging me out the door as I shoot a helpless look back at Alice and Edward, who simply shake with laughter, following us as the sound and party swallow us whole. It feels like an eternity of being introduced to everyone, when in reality it’s about an hour or two, before I manage to slip away to the only other place in the house, that is unoccupied by party goers, which is Doctor Cullen’s office. Stumbling into the room, I swing the door shut as I let out a deep breath, pinching the bridge of my nose as I shake me head, feeling a migraine coming on.
“Are you alright?” I jump at this voice, whirling around to find the doctor himself, sitting in a chair, before his desk, book in hands as I press a hand to my chest, heart thudding rapidly behind my ribcage.
“I… ah, I needed an escape. My head is throbbing, and it’s… very crowded out there.” I explain as I close my eyes, taking deep breathes so that my panic goes down a bit, before opening them once more. “I don’t do… parties, often. They make me claustrophobic.” He nods as he closes his book, standing to cross over to me, reaching up I press myself back into the bookshelf behind me, to give him more room, before he turns back to his desk, rounding to the opposite side.
“Feel free to sit in here, for as long as you need. I am not one for parties myself. Unfortunately, Alice has a penchant for them.” I nod empathically as I cross to the chair he previously occupied, settling down into it as he seats himself at his desk.
“So, may I ask- or is it too intimate of a question?” I mumble the last part to myself, causing him to look up, tilting his head at me a bit.
“You may ask me anything, I will not withhold information, nor get upset.” He promises.
“Oh, uh… alright, well…” I bite my bottom lip in thought. “How did you, become a vampire, if you don’t mind?” He blinks at me, as though in surprise.
“I admit, that wasn’t what I thought you’d ask.” He states, causing my neck to suddenly feel a bit warm.
“O-Oh, um, y-you don’t have to answer, you know. I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable, or upset you, o-or…uh-” I cut myself off, feeling the heat traveling up my neck to my cheeks and ears, as I realize that I’m rambling, he is looking at me with a crooked smile, eyes bright, as though amused at my reaction.
“It’s quite alright. Let me see, I was born in the Sixteen Forties, I believe, time wasn’t inheritantly accurate back then, honestly, for the common people. My father was an Anglican Pastor, my mother died when giving birth to me, and my father, he led hunts against witches, werewolves… vampires.” He looks at me. “He burned a lot of innocent people, of course the real creatures that he sought were not so easy to capture, when my father grew old, he placed myself in charge of the raids. At first, I was a disappointment; not quick to accuse, to see demons where they did not exist, but I was also persistent, and more clever than my father. I had discovered a coven of true vampires in the sewers of the city, only coming out at night, to hunt, many had lived this way.” He shakes his head. “We had gathered pitchforks and torches, waiting where I had seen the monsters exit, and one finally emerged.”
“He changed you?” I find myself asking, sitting in the edge of my seat, he look up at me with a simple nod.
“He was ancient, and weak, with hunger, I heard him call out in Latin, to the others when he caught scent of the mobs. I ran through the streets, I was rather fast for being twenty-three, and lead in the pursuit.” I can picture these things happening in my mind, coming alive with his words. “The creature could have easily outran us, but I believe he was too hungry, so he turned on us, as he attacked. He fell upon myself first, but the others were close behind, and he turned to defend himself. He killed two men, and made off with a third, leaving me bleeding in the street.” He shakes his head. “I knew my father, the bodies would be burned– anything infected by the vampire would be destroyed, and I acted instinctively to save myself. I crawled, away from the alley, while the mob followed the vampire and his prey, I hid in a cellar, buried in rotting potatoes for three days. It was a miracle I was able to keep silent, to stay undiscovered, it was on the third day that if was over, and I knew what I had become.” Without a thought, I reach out, resting a hand on his chilled one, causing him to look up at me in surprise.
“You are remarkably strong.” I breath out, causing him to smile at me, flipping his hand over beneath mine, to squeeze it.
“I… thank you.” He says softly, my heart starts to thump rapidly behind my ribcage, once more, as a comfortable silence looms between us, smiling at one another, before the door swings open, causing me to jump. Looking up to see Alice, Edward, Bella, and three Quilete boys, one I recognize as Jacob Black.
“Carlisle, we’ve got a problem.” Edward says, causing me to sigh as I stand.
“I believe that this is my signal to got find a motel for the night.” I state.
“Actually,” Alice speaks up. “upstairs, third bedroom from the right. Carlisle is allowing you to use his room, during your stay.” I nod, smiling thankfully at the doctor, before ducking out the door, swaying through the party, then outside to get my bag from my car, before head back inside, and into the designated room. Closing the door behind me, I shut out the party, leaning against the door with a sigh. Throughout the rest of my stay, Carlisle and I seem to connect more, talking and bonding as friends, as it is rare for me to do so with people my own age, being 20, even if it’s only that Carlisle is physically 23. When I leave, I feel sad to go, even though Carlisle and I have a great friendship, exchanged phone numbers, and emails, I’ll still feel lonely with his constant company, and friendliness.
Driving away, I feel determined that I will see them again soon, sooner than I might think.
A short little oneshot based on Lily Allen’s Who’d Have Known. I wrote this while really jet lagged after listening to this song on repeat for about an hour - so it might be a little dodgy, but I’d love to hear what you guys think!
Rules: Copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in yours, then tag up to 10 people plus the person who tagged you.
a- age: 19 (soon to be 20 ahh! xD)
b - biggest fear: technically it’s large spiders (although it depends what type…) because that gets the biggest fight or flight reaction out of me. But in terms of what makes me long-term anxious on frequent occasion, I guess it’s that feeling of not having enough information and so not being able to prepare and thus being terrified that you’re going to seriously screw up something important.
c - current time: it’s 21:48 Taiwan time! :D
d - drink you last had: orange juice
e - every day starts with: what was I dreaming about
g - ghosts, are they real: good question. My answer is rather complicated and I haven’t enough time to write it, so in short….quite possibly.
h - hometown: ahaha my answer for this is also complicated, because I hardly remember the town I was born in? So it’s hard to say it’s my hometown? So technically it’s Nuneaton, but I consider Saxmundham and Kenilworth/Coventry more like hometowns.
i - in love with: Taiwan!! It’s so incredible here!! Also I love the Taipei metro a bit too much aghhhh I don’t know why and I miss it so bad because we’re in Chiayi right now and I don’t think they have a metro :(
j - jealous of: Taipei citizens who get to use their metro everyday
k - killed someone: with this thumb
l - last time you cried: I very nearly cried today because a friend of mine was crying. It was good tears though!! (they were overwhelmed at the generosity of two of my other friends) But I don’t think anyone noticed my almost-tears because I was able to pretend I was looking at something else - that said, one of my friends is VERY observant and people smart and so probably noticed ahaha xD
m - middle name: it shall never be spoken because I hate it
n - number of siblings: 1 sister, @theplatinthehat and she is actually the coolest and I miss her so baaaaad because she’s the only one who gets all my obscure references :/
o - one wish: that I could ride on the Taipei Metro at least one more time pff
p - person you last called/texted: my friend Adam. He was the last in a line of people I sent a photo of this AWESOME moth I saw (if people wanna see it I’ll post it)
q - questions you’re always asked: what on earth is disaster management?
r - reasons to smile: the Taipei metro exists! It’s Doctor Who today! A really good fanfic I’m following will update today! I saw a cool moth! I SAW A LIZARD! Taiwan is awesome! I recently held long conversations with the same person multiple times! There’s a washing machine AND dryer at this hotel!! (I am so grateful you have no idea ahhh)
s - song last sang: Gimme Sympathy by Metric
t - time you woke up: 8:15am ahhaha but I woke at 5:15am yesterday hahaha ahhhhh
u - underwear color: skin coloured
v - vacation destination: well I’m in Taiwan right now? I’d like to come back again, it’s awesome!
w - worst habit: having no shame in stealing other people’s food
x - x-rays you’ve had: my ankle!
y - your favourite food: agHHH I dunno probablymargarita pizza