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Love Letters

Originally posted by joeck

Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader

Request: zach dempsey fluff please!! 

Words: 1.735

A/N: This is my first Zach imagine and I hope that you guys like it. This is my last post until friday night, since I’ll be going back to school tomorrow. I am still writing and I can see the feedbacks and requests if there are some. I hope that you guys bear with me and I hope that you understand. Thank you so much, guys.

- G.

Warning: Swearing

Peer Communications was one of the subjects you looked up to everyday and you loved it because you learnt how to behave with people and how to communicate with them. You sometimes asked for help whenever you were down and needed some advices. You also studied some psychological topics and it helped you to be more empathic towards other people.

One more thing you liked about it was the notes of encouragement bag. You could write some anonymous notes to people and put it in their bag. Its purpose was to encourage people so they would value their self-esteem and their existence in this world.

You thought that the idea was amazing and innovative, because it has been awhile since you’ve been secretly receiving love letters from someone from your class. You could admit that the person perfectly cheered you up, making you more confident whenever they would leave one in your bag, but it didn’t help you to kill your curiosity to find out who the person was.

“(Y/N), you look so pretty whenever you smile and it melts me every time I see your lips curving and with those perfect white teeth of yours exposing.” Alex read that little piece of paper with a smirk as you were talking about your secret admirer.

You two were in the library with Zach and Jessica while you were waiting for your next subject: Peer Communications.

“Aw, that’s so sweet.” Jessica complimented as she took the piece of paper from Alex’s hand and read it once again, with a lower tone this time.

“It is.” You bit your lip as you tried not to smile too much because of it. “I wonder who it is.” You wouldn’t sleep sometimes because of it and, being your ultimate crush, you kind of wished that it was Zach.

“Jesus Christ, that’s too damn corny!” Zach complaint and shook his head.

“Stop being jealous, Dempsey.” You winked at him as you teased him, but you were absolutely broken hearted for his reaction. You shrugged it off since you hinted that he was having a bad day, because he just gathered his things and walked away. “Zach!” You shouted as you tried to stop him.

“Zachary Dempsey!” Jessica tried to stop him too, but he just ignored you and he got out of the library, annoyed and vexed.

“Shh!” The old and stressed librarian scolded you and you just flashed her an apologetic smile. You were embarrassed, because you got some looks from your other fellow students and you heard soft giggles from Alex.

“I’m pulling your septum ring away if you don’t stop.” You threatened him and he suddenly closed his mouth, rolling his eyes. “Just kidding, Standall!” You and Jessica then giggled silently and Alex shook his head.

“(Y/N),” Alex became serious as he looked at you, straight into your eyes. “I think he’s jealous.”

“Jealous? Who?” You corrugated your forehead as you couldn’t understand what he was talking about.

“Jesus,” He let his face fall on his hands as he unleashed a long and deep sigh. “Zach!”

“What the fuck are you saying Alex?” You snatched a piece of paper from Alex’s hand and you started to gather your things. It was impossible that Zach was jealous, how could he? Didn’t he think that those stuffs were damn corny? “Don’t think about it that way, Mr. I jump into conclusions easily.”

“Why the fuck are these people so touchy?” Alex complaint as he looked at Jessica and pointed at you. You and Jessica both chuckled because Alex thought that you were annoyed and frustrated.

“I’m not being touchy, bro!” You defended yourself and you looked at your wrist watch for the time. “We’re going to be late if you don’t get your ass up.”

“Alright, let’s go.” They started to gather their things and you all went out of the library as you headed to your next class.

“Wait, I forgot my book!” Jessica exclaimed as she was controlling the books in her bag. “(Y/N), mind joining me?”

“Oh, sure!” You smiled at her and you were about to go away, when Alex stopped you.

“I’ll go with her, go inside the class (Y/N) and save us our seats.” Alex proposed and you just shrugged it off. They both went to Jessica’s locker and you entered your room.

“Zach?” You were surprised to see Zach and he was about to put a piece of paper inside your encouragement bag. How? You thought he never liked those stuffs.

“(Y/N)!” His eyes widened as he saw you entering the room. He didn’t expect to see you and he was frightened because you caught him. “Uhm, I- I…” He stuttered and he didn’t know what to say.

“You are my secret admirer?” You corrugated your forehead as you brought your hand to your slightly opened mouth, shocked of the revelation.

“Uhm,” He wandered around the room as he felt nervous and you could see that he was blushing. “read this.” He walked closer to you and handed you the paper, instead of putting it in your bag. He was already caught in action, why would he even escape?

“Thank you.” You shyly said as you carefully accepted the paper from his hand.
You slowly opened the folded paper and you were honestly excited to read what was written in it.

Dear (Y/N),

Hi! How are you? I know that it’s been awhile since you started receiving love letters from me and your curiosity is killing you every time, I always see you frustrated after reading my notes.
Anyway, I know that I suck at writing, but I wanted to let you know that I am liking you more and more every day. I am happy to be your friend and being just a friend is enough for me, if you don’t feel the same way. I sometimes hope that you feel or will feel the same way about me too, anyway. I am keeping my fingers crossed,

Take care always,

You silently read the short letter as the two of you stood in the middle of your classroom. You looked at Zach and you flashed him a sweet smile. Your heartbeat was getting louder and you became nervous and enthusiastically happy at the same time.

You wondered, though, why he acted strange earlier if he felt that way? Why would he be jealous, like what Alex hypothesized? Damn, look what Alex could do at you!

“Zach, you are the sweetest person ever.” He smiled at you and he pulled you into a hug.

“I understand if you don’t feel the same way about me,” You hugged him back and you were amazed by the height difference that you both had. He was surely tall and you had to admit that you felt a little bit small. “your friendship is enough.” He murmured and you could hear in his voice that he was wishing for more.

“Zach,” You broke the hug so you could see his handsome face. “you are sweet, kind and funny. It’s not impossible to not like you back.” You honestly confessed back and you quickly saw a wide smile forming on his lips, while he fidgeted with his fingers and looking at his shoes, as if they were the most interesting things in the world.

It was true that you had a crush on him for a while now and you never had the guts to admit it because you thought that it was the boy who should do the first step. Yup, old style.

“Rosie’s tonight then?” He happily asked. “So, we can talk about it.”

“Yeah, sure!” You hyperactively nodded and he let out some soft laughs.

You and Zach stared at each other for a while and you both didn’t know what to say because the awkward atmosphere. At that moment, you hated your classmates for not coming inside the classroom until the bell rang and you hated Jessica and Alex because they were taking too much time to get the freaking damn book.

“Zach!” You suddenly blurted out as you remembered that something was bothering you. “Why did you say that those stuffs were corny if you were the one who writes them?”

“The one that Alex has read wasn’t from me.” He seemed disturbed at the thought of that little letter.

“So, you were really jealous?” You smirked as you teased him and he rolled his eyes.

“Uhm, yes,” He almost whispered as he answered your question sincerely. He looked at the ground as he tried to hide his reddish face. “because I saw that you were so happy because of it and I thought that you didn’t like me and you liked that one, instead.“ He explained and you just giggled. You didn’t know that he was that possessive and you honestly loved it. A possessive and overprotective boyfriend was what you were asking for.

“Silly!” You shook your head because he thought that you didn’t like him. “I still wonder who wrote that note though.”

“My fault!” Alex entered the classroom and winked at Zach, who was already giving him a death glare. You raised an eyebrow as you asked for explanations from that vexatious friend of yours. “I knew that he liked you and I told you that he was jealous.”

“Damn it, Standall!” Zach complaint, but Alex didn’t seem to care that much. You smiled because you understood what he tried to do and you couldn’t help but to love that idiot even more, of course, as a friend.

“Congrats!” He cheerfully teased the two of you. “By the way, I really thought that you have a really nice and perfect smile, (Y/N), and I can confirm it now.” He pointed it out as he saw you smiling widely for his actions.

You shook your head together with and stopped as soon as the bell rang. You went to your seats as the other students came inside the room. You kept on getting smirks and teasing winks from Alex, but you just threw him a crumpled paper in response.

Your favourite subject was about to start and you wanted to thank your teacher for making those bags of encouragement up. It was really a useful and a pleasant idea.

At least, it helped you to be more confident and it has got you a date for that night.

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Thats a comic about Fethry adventuring with Gladstone! Yeah, but since its a 24 pages long comic I uploaded it in Imgur; http://imgur.com/a/ldygK

Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did :3

Gosh that purple bag… XD And I’m happy too see that Gladstone knowing about plants is a thing!

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I couldnt stop thinking about this post so I decided to write a little drabbly thing inspired by it.

Word Count: 1388

You walked into the sixth store that day, you had only found a couple of new things so far but looking around this place you knew you would have some luck here. It had been a couple months since you and your long term boyfriend had broken up and you were finally starting to feel happy and confident again. You got a new haircut, a facial, and the sun was shinning. You had spent the day shopping and walking around the city with your best friend and you couldn’t be happier. You were feeling truly great without the stress of a relationship or a man not to mention you were finally updating you closet. You and your best friend walked around the most recent store picking up hanger afterhanger of clothes for you to try on. “What do you think of this color?” you ask your best friend holding up a top. “It’s not bad, but I think this would look even better!” (Y/F/N) says holding up a similar shirt in a different color. You grab them both, along with the rest of the pile and head to the fitting rooms.

Your friend waited outside the fitting rooms sitting on one of those big poofy cushion chairs waiting for you to come out for opinions. You step into the room and try on the first outfit, turning around a couple of times, you loved the bottoms but you weren’t really sure about the cut of the top, so you decided to step out and ask your friend. You made sure the door wouldn’t lock and stepped down the hallway to the sitting area. You saw your friend, but she didn’t see you, she was too busy looking at a group of a couple of guys standing around a clothing rack. You werent really in the mindset to be thinking or caring about guys at the moment so you called your friend’s name to get their opinion. “I really like that shirt actually, its a really good look for you” she answered when you asked about it. You nodded in agreement and went back to your fitting room to try more things on. Before you finished changing you heard your phone beep. You pulled on the next pair of jeans and checked the message and it was from your best friend. “Why didn’t she just come back here what could be so important?” you thought rolling your eyes but opening the message anyway.

Not to be weird and I know you swore off guys for a while or whatever but there are at least 2 cute hockey players that are here"

You rolled your eyes and sighed, she was correct in saying you swore off guys, you especially were not interested in some womanizer hyper masculine hockey player. You put your phone away and walked out to show your friend the top she had picked out. Despite your best effort not to care, you did a quick sweep of the store to see if there were any familiar hockey faces. You didn’t see anything at first glance so you walked over to your friend and showed her the top, commenting that you thought you liked the color of the other one better. Before she could say anything a masculine voice from the corner chimed in, “That color looks really good on you, but I didn’t see the other one so I can’t really say” You turned around to see a tall (admittedly good looking) guy smirking at you. You heard your friend attempt to hold in a squeal, which you figured must mean this guy was one of those hockey players she was talking about. He did look familiar but you couldn’t come up with a name.

“Thank you” you replied, “ but I don’t know if I want to take fashion advice from a guy that doesn’t even seem to know how to wear a hat.”

You said it playfully, but you were a little annoyed at a stranger (an a guy nonetheless) interrupting your bff day out. He laughed at the jab and looked like he wanted to say more. But before he could you turned back to your friend and said, “Well that was weird, so do you like it better than the other one? I want to look at more places so I dont really wanna get both.”

“Uh yeah sure it’s totally nice” she said distractedly. You could tell she was still looking at the guy that had spoke to you and his friends.

“You remember this is supposed to be an us day right? No boys no relationships just clothes and shoes” You were getting a little annoyed so you turned to go back to your fitting room to try on the rest of the things so you could pay and get out of there and back to your bffs only day of shopping. You gathered up your things and headed to the cash register. Your friend quickly followed behind apologizing for being so inconsiderate.

“It’s okay” you said swiping your card. You grabbed your bags and thanked the cashier, but as you went to walk away you were stopped by a large body. The same one that tried talking to you earlier. You couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by how good he smelled and the firmness of his chest you felt when you bumped into him was making you feel some kind of way. “Uh I’m sorry” the deep voice you had heard earlier said. You looked up to brown eyes and a chiseled jaw like you had never seen before. You were beginning to forget your ‘I don’t need a man’ attitude from earlier. “Uh its fine. I should have been paying attention to where I was going.” You managed to get out. You could hear your friend behind you taking pictures and trying to quietly freak out.

“We should probably get out of the way” he said. Grabbing your arm and moving the two of you away from the line. Where his hand had touched your skin felt electric. You laughed nervously and thanked him for moving you. He smiled and you took a quick second to regather yourself. “Thanks for the input over there, I decided to get that one” you said now hoping to continue on the conversation so you could keep looking at this handsome guy. “Yeah anytime” he said smiling and scratching the back of his neck. “I didn’t catch your name” you said holding out your hand after setting some bags on the ground. “Its Auston, Auston Matthews” he replied taking your hand and shaking it. “Oh shit you are the hockey player! The one with the four goals in the first game oh man! I knew you looked familiar” You could see his cheeks reddening a little with blush. “Hit em with the four!” you heard a guy yell from a few feet away (it was probably that other rookie guy he’s known to be friends with you thought to yourself). “Yeah that me” he said still turning red. “I’m (Y\N)” you said. “ I do like hockey but I haven’t really been following the leafs… right the leafs?” He nodded laughing a little, “ Its totally fine. Uh Id be willing to catch you up with how they’re doing this season uh if youd want to go get dinner or something sometimes.” You hesitated for a second, “ Well I ha-” you started, but before you could finish your best friend stepped up, “ Wait a minute (Y/N) can we talk?”

“ You are not turning down a date with Auston freaking Matthews Im not letting you do that to yourself go say yes to that boy and you can thank me later!” You tried to protest but your friend nudged you back to Auston and you looked at him again. One date couldn’t really hurt. “Yeah I would love that.” He smiled and you gave him your number. Your day was definitely not going how you thought it was going to.

Hateful Love

Hey guys so this is my first fic and I hope you all enjoy it, hopefully its a good enough story and people want me to post another chapter for it. anyways yeah, enjoy!!!!!

This is just a little bughead au fic, they dont know each other but when they meet its immediate hatred, which sucks when their best friends are dating and are forced to go on a double date…

Walking up the stairs to her classroom, Betty fiddled with the strap of her bag, her other hand occupied with her phone, chatting away peacefully to her best friend, Veronica. Without noticing, she rounded the corner and collided with a body, completely throwing her off balance dropping her bag.

“V, hang on – oh my gosh I am so sorry” She bent down, picking up the contents of her bag.

“Would you watch where you’re going, jeez. It’s not that fucking hard to watch your step.” An unknown voice snapped, instantly catching betty off guard.

“You know, it takes two to tango. Calm down, no need to bite my head off” She bit back, standing back up with her bag on her shoulder. She looked up to find a beanie wearing boy, denim from head to toe, staring daggers into her head.

“Whatever, just watch where you’re going next time.” And with that, beanie boy was gone, brushing his shoulder past Betty and as soon as she turned around, he was out of the doors of the building.

“Hello? B? Betty are you there?” Veronica’s voice rang through her phone, bringing betty back into reality.

“Yeah hey, gosh what a dick he was. Anyway, what were you saying?” Betty asked, continuing her walk to her next class.

“So tonight, please tell me you’ll come on this date! One date! And if you don’t like him you don’t have to see him ever again.” Veronica pleaded, fidgeting with the pearls on her neck.

“Fine, just stop talking about this. Seriously you’ve not stopped talking about this all week, I’ll go but if I don’t like him that’s it, and you owe me coffee.” Betty heard Veronica squeal through the phone, she can imagine her dazzling smile lifting in triumph. After a couple more minutes, the call ended, promises of coffee for Betty when she returns to the apartment after her class.


“Seriously Ronnie, you should have met this guy, he was a major dick! He made it out like it was all my fault!” Betty ranted to her roommate and best friend whilst getting changed into the outfit Veronica picked out for her. “God if I ever met him again, I would slap him. Give him a piece of my mind, V, god I hate him.” Turning around to face the mirror, she examined herself. Betty had never been anything but pastels and cardigans, forced to live under her mother’s demanding push for ‘the perfect girl next door’ image. Sure, she was pretty, but casting a glance at her best friend made her lose all self-confidence she held. Veronica was seduced scarlet whereas betty was pink perfection, it always has been this way and she most definitely knows it will always be this way, whether she likes it or not.

“Betty Cooper, stop pulling at your skirt you look fabulous!” She looked up from her fidgeting hands on her skirt to see her best friend Veronica Lodge sitting at her vanity applying a dark shade of lipstick.

“Seriously V, I don’t think this is a clever idea. I mean I don’t even know this guy, he could be a serial killer for all we know!” She exclaims throwing her hands up in the air. Veronica turned around in her chair to give her a pointed look.

“B, you’ve met Archie before!”

“Yeah Archie, not his friend! You know I don’t like blind dates. Seriously you need to stop setting me up with random guys. I’ll find the right guy eventually!” She thought back to all of the guys Veronica set her up with, telling her that this could be her soulmate, yet each one turned out to be a disappointing heartbreak.

“Okay I know I’m sorry but please just come tonight, and if nothing happens then I’ll stop. I just want you to be happy.” Her eyes filled with worry, flickering down to Bettys palm and the crescent shaped scars. Bettys eyes followed veronicas, instantly closing her hands and shoving them in her lap.

“Thank you, for thinking of me, but seriously I am fine. Now come on, we’ve got a date to attend.” She grabbed her purse, her best friends hand and soon they were on their way.


“So how much do you know about this guy? I mean how much has Archie told you?” Betty turned to her best friend, her stomach filled with fear wondering what will come of tonight.

“Not much, just that he’s a writer and he goes to NYU with us. B don’t worry, Archie told me he’s a great guy and I have a feeling you guys will get along just great” she squealed, clapping her hands with delight. Betty knew deep down to trust veronica, they’ve been best friends even since veronica defended betty from Cheryl Blossom in high school, the two were inseparable ever since. Walking through the doors of the restaurant, Betty clutched Veronicas hand, squeezing it tightly. Veronica gave her a smile then pulled her to the front desk, looking curiously around for her red headed boyfriend.

Anticipation ran through betty, her eyes focused on her heels. “Archiekins!” she heard her best friend squeal, forcing her to look up at the others around her. Casting a smile at Archie who smiled warmly back at her, her eyes settled on her date for tonight before immediately letting out a groan.

“You.” She stated, stopping dead in her tracks. The boy lifted his head, instantly glaring at the blond in front of him.

“You.” Looking her right in the eye. Archie and Veronica looked up from their hug to notice the stare down between the two.

“Ahhh, finally you two meet,” Archie began, “Jughead Jones, meet Betty Cooper.”

“God this is going to be a long night” Betty said under her breath, taking a seat next to the boy she despised the most.

To be continued…..

“Why am I never the first choice?” Tears start to swell her eyes.

“Well,” He starts. “I think you’re the type of girl that boys just don’t notice often.”

“Wow thanks, that sure helps.” She laughs in disbelief.

“No, it’s for the best. You’re toxic.” He starts to whisper, “Once somebody notices you, they can’t stop. All of your little bracelets and rings and Little Mermaid sweaters go from strange to somehow enticing. The fact that you carry three books in your bag goes from being nerdy to being one of your cutest quirks.”

“It sucks when a guy notices you, because then there is no one else they notice and you never leave their mind.” He trails off.

“What are you saying?” She asks, frightened.

“You never left my mind.”

—  Excerpt of a book I’ll never write #34
Fingertips Between Us Chapter 4

What’s this?! Yes yes you read that right! Chapter 4 is here!!!! I’m sorry for my lack of posting, I hope this begins to make up a little for it <3

 (3 years later)

The sun shines down softly, accompanied by a delicate breeze, sweeping up the grasses and shifting through the trees. Its warm and bright, clouds slowly drifting by to say hello. A small yellow house sits on a small hill. Hill is an overstatement. It’s merely a bump in the ground. Around the yellow house is a white fence, the embodiment of a “family home”.

“Akari!” You call out, your voice echoes out of the kitchen, traveling out the back door to where you know Akari is playing around in the dirt. There’s a shrill of laughter that follows instantly after, along with the sound of scuffling feet and loud thumps. You turn around to face the back door a large smile on your face.

A beautiful black and white husky gently nudges Akari forward down the hall, as if  he knows that the 3 year old would not come inside otherwise. As always, Akari is delighted at his nudging.

You let out a small laugh, reaching down to stroke the top of his head when Akari clings to your legs. “Thank you Gil, you’re such a good helper.” You coo, Gil nuzzling into your hand.

“Auntie, auntie!” Akari calls down, her voice high pitched and small. You turn you attention away from Gil, peering down at her. Akari’s small face stares back up at you.

“Today,” She begins to say, pausing to make sure you’re paying attention. “Today, I wanted to open the gate out the fence. But Gilbert stopped me.”

You put your hands on your hips, a sigh leaving your lips. “Its a good thing he did What have I told you about going out passed the fence alone?”

Akari looks down, turning away from you to cuddle into Gil, who licks her face lovingly. “That there’s lots of strangers. And I wouldn’t get to see you again.”  Satisfied, you pat her head approvingly and turn back to the table.

“Come on, settle in. Let’s have breakfast.”

As Akari scrambles into a chair at the table, devouring her breakfast the moment she succeeds, you turn your attention to Gil.

It had only been a few months after Akari’s surgery that you had gotten him. After you had accepted the money from Mr. Han, he had even gone as far as helping you get your things out of the penthouse as quickly as possible. Fearing that the other members of the RFA would reveal you to Jumin if you stayed with them, you had checked into a hotel until Akari had recovered from her surgery.

Akari’s recovery had taken several days, however you spent the time making preparations for your new life. You changed your phone number, quit your job, vanished from the face of the earth. Not even Seven could find you. The amount of power people such as Mr. Han possessed frightened you.

Once Akari had recovered you used all your savings to buy a small house (the one you and Akari currently resided). You kept to yourselves, opening a small bakery in town and starting your new life.

However in the early days, Akari would cry and cry into the night, no matter what you did. Until one day, as you soothed her out in the garden, something on the other side of the fence caught her eye.

That was the day Gilbert came into your lives. He had been a stray, weak and hungry. Of course you were reluctant to take him in, but for the first time in months, he had gotten Akari to cease crying.

A sharp bark snaps you out of reminiscing, and you jump in surprise. Gil stares at you, his eyes large as he wears an expression of concern.

You laugh, “I’m alright Gil. Come on, lets get you some breakfast before we head down to the bakery. You’ll watch the house for me won’t you?”


“Ah…its so hot.” A voice states out into the open.

“Zen, please bare with it a little longer. We’re almost done here.” The director says gently.

Zen flicks the silver pony tail on his chest behind his shoulder, his hand going to wipe away the sweat beading on his forehead. He was here in this little town researching spots where his next movie would be. It was a small towns over from home, but it was so hot!

Using a paper fan to cool himself down, Zen pulls out his cellphone from out of his pocket, his annoyance growing as the director continued to argue with some of his co-workers. Upon opening the messenger Zen hesitates as he clicks on your icon. Your profile hasn’t been updated in 3 years.

He can’t help but wonder where you’d gone. 3 years ago you disappeared without a trace. The last thing they had heard from you was “I’m okay” and then…nothing. No matter how much they asked, Jumin couldn’t answer any of their questions. Much to their dismay not even Seven could find you, which both frightened and surprised them. Were you really alright?

With a sigh Zen clicked onto Jumin’s profile. Jumin…he was so different now. Before he had been, well, a selfish prick. But at least then he has showed some sort of emotion. The moment he met you, he had showed so much more. Even Zen himself became convinced that Jumin was human after seeing how much he loved you. But now that you were gone….

Something had changed in Jumin. Snapped. You were a taboo topic in the chat- no, you were taboo to Jumin. He had searched for you. Searched and searched. Until he became convinced that you simply didn’t want to be found. That you had ran from him. And then…and then he found out that you had accepted $800,000 dollars from his father.

Jumin’s world had come crashing down. And from that point on he never mentioned you again.

Zen sighed, a headache growing from his thoughts. Why was everything so complicated? So secretive?

Zen’s stomach brings him out of his thoughts, and he tucks away his cellphone. It was a little pass lunch time after all. Looking around Zen spotted a small bakery, it was better than nothing. He would only step off set for a moment.

Making his way towards the bakery Zen hoped that no one would recognize him. He didn’t want to make a commotion. With a sigh he grasped the handle and walked inside.

“Hello?” He called out, surprised when he saw no one at the counter.

The sound of small feet running against the tile brought a smile to his face.

The gate behind the countertop swung open, revealing an adorable little girl. She looked directly at him, staring and blinking at him mindlessly.

“Err…hello sweetie.” Zen said awkwardly, not knowing why she stared at him so intensely.

“Ah!” Akari shouted, a small hand rising to her mouth

Zen jumped at the sudden excitement, taken even further aback when the little girl practically headbutted his knees, clinging to his legs.

“It’s Zen-samchon!”

Zen looked down helplessly. “Samchon? Samchon?!”

Who was this child? Maybe she was a fan of his? She seemed awfully young however.

“Akari? Is someone here?” A voiced called, and Zen looked up from the little girl around his legs.

His heart stopped short.

There in the doorway of the kitchen. You. In the last place he possibly could’ve imagined you to be.

And you looked at him in horror.



There’s a knock on the office door. Jumin looks up from his documents. “Come in.”

He’s…aged considerably. There’s a vein bulging on his forehead from stress, bags under his eyes from unrest, frown lines around his lips.

The door swings open, revealing an even more aged Mr. Han.

“Father, I didn’t realize you would be stopping by.” Jumin says, standing from his chair.

Mr. Han waves for him to return to his seat. “I’ve come here to talk to you about something.”

Jumin rises an eyebrow.

“Its about the girl who stole your heart.”

Annnd that’s it for now :3 Samchon mean uncle in korean ^^ I hope you guys enjoyed it, and chapter 5 will be out soon <3 Thanks again for your lovely support!

My sister had this conversation on a date tonight:
  • Guy: i hope you're not a feminist
  • Sister: ...why
  • Guy: it's just a stupid trend that everyone is jumping on
  • *interlude*
  • Guy: I don't know why you're going back to school, you're never going to make as much as a man so you should just stay home
  • Sister: *shoving breadsticks into Prada bag* I have to go find feminism

Elena’s Little Sister

(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count :
2 331
summary : Reader is Elena’s little sister ; Kai and Reader are dating and Elena finds out. (plot change : Kai never links Bonnie and Elena together , but still turns into a vampire hybrid)
*not my gif

It was around 8.30PM. Y/N was sitting on the couch with her sister Elena watching TV. The past few weeks have been crazy with everything happening around them and Y/N had a secret she couldn’t tell anyone because her sister and all their friends would freak out and do something stupid.
“Switch ?” asked Elena handing her sister the ice cream she had been eating until a few seconds ago. “How are things at work ? I stopped by the Grill a couple of times to see you , but you weren’t there…”
“I um … I got fired.” Y/N blurted out.
“You WHAT ?!” Elena raised her voice. “What happened ?”
Y/N bit the inside of her cheek. How was she going to explain to her sister that she had gotten fired because she got caugh making out with her boyfriend in the storage room in work hours ? … No , there was no way to explain this. Besides Y/N didn’t regret getting caught. Her boss had been looking for an excuse to fire her since her first day there.
“There was an accident in the storage room and my boss freaked out.” said Y/N , scooping some ice cream from the pack in her hands. “It was nothing though I am glad I got fired…”
Elena looked at her as if she was crazy. “You are not serious. Y/N , you need that job …”
“Don’t worry sis. I am already looking for something and I know there is something much better.” she said reassuringly.
Y/N and Elena glanced at each other for a moment. Her sister was studying her face and then her gaze fell on the clock on the wall behind Y/N.
“Ugh , I have to go. Classes start early in the morning tomorrow and Alaric won’t be happy if I oversleep.” said Elena getting up. Y/N got up too , following her towards the door giving her older sister a hug. “See you tomorrow ?”
“Yeah. Love you.”
“Love you too.” said Elena turning around to wave at her as she turned around the corner.
Y/N closed the door and turned around bumping into something invisible. A blink of an eye later in front of her stood Kai Parker , her boyfriend , holding a large paperbag with take out. He snapped his fingers and the bag found itself onto the coffee table.
“Hi.” he said smiling , not waiting for any response before his lips smashed against hers backing her against the door.
“What - how ?! Elena was just here.” Y/N said in a hushed voice. “We can’t get caught , remember ?”
Instead of replying , he smashed his lips against hers again , taking her breath away. He had been right outside her apartment door , about to knock when he heard Elena was inside with her. Quickly he had cloaked himself as Y/N’s older sister was about to open the door and used the opportunity to sneak inside. Kai hadn’t intended on falling for Elena’s little sister , it had just happened.
After he had kidnapped Elena and they had drugged him , Y/N had been the one volunteering to watch him while everyone else went about their lives. A few times while they had been alone , she had pulled out the tube from his arm , allowing him to wake up. They had talked and eventually he started falling for her. It wasn’t because she was beautiful though that was a part of the reasons why , no … it was because Y/N hadn’t been afraid of him. Every time they got to spend time together she’d listen to him talk and talk , not once judging him or telling him he was annoying or anything.
“I wanted to surprise you.” said Kai smiling motioning with his head towards the large paper bag on the coffee table. “Your favorite , of course.”
Y/N’s eyes widened and she lightly sniffed the air only then noticing the smell of thai and chinese in the air. “You didn’t !” she said swining her leg over the back of the couch taking a short cut.
Kai couldn’t help but laugh - there were two things she’d act like that for - HIM and FOOD. She opened the bag taking everything out on the coffee table.
“You are the best boyfriend ever ! … but still what you did was risky. If we get caught -”
“I know, but I can’t help it. I just want to be with you every minute of every day.” he said taking off his jacket leaving it on the comfy chair near by while Y/N scooted over to him with a take out box in her hands.
“I want the same thing but if they find out -”
“They are not going to find out. You worry too much.” said Kai , tapping her nose. Y/N smiled at him. “Hey are we are still on for date night right ? I have big things planned…” he trailed off , a devilish spark in his eyes.
“Yes.” she said smiling , pressing her lips against his. “I can’t wait.”

* * *

Y/N spent the entire day on Friday getting ready for her date with Kai. She had told her sister and their friends she is going out of town for the weekend , clearing up 3 whole days for her to be with him. He hadn’t given her a clue as to what the date was going to be ,making her job picking an outfit even harder. Not that it mattered - by the end of the night Kai would’ve torn off whatever she was wearing anyways. Finally she settled for a knee high white dress with a thin black belt on her waist and her favorite black leather jacket with ankle high black boots.
Her phone rang from the kitchen and she ran to pick it up seeing it was her sister calling. She clicked ignore and headed back to her bedroom. Barely a few second later she felt someone standing behind her.
“You look … breath taking.” whispered Kai , snaking his hands around her waist and spinning her around in vampire speed. His face barely an inch away from hers. “It’s completely unfair I have to wait until the end of the evening to do what I want.”
“MMmm and what is it that you want ?”
“You.” he said , his lips touching hers briefly. “I want to throw you onto that bed and never ever let you go.”
Y/N’s head started spinning , feeling Kai’s breath on her face. She blinked a few times trying to remember how to breath except it was even harder to do with Kai’s smile right in front of her eyes.
“All nice things require patience.” she said , her nose brushing against his. “What do you have planned ?”
Kai smiled , stroking her cheek with his fingers for a moment. He had planned a fancy dinner , a night at the movies all by themselves (luckily for him , no one working at the movie theater was on vervain) and that was just the beginning. Three whole days just for them with no interferences from anyone. Ever since they had started dating it had been sneaking around , barely having time to do what they want without the risk of getting caught. Part of him wanted to tell her friends about them so it can all finally be in the open so they could go on a normal date. At first when they had started dating it had been a little easier for them to pretend to dislike each other , but the longer they were together the harder it got. Her friends would start to notice soon and if they found out on their own , who knew what they’d do. It was Kai’s biggest fear , one of them anyways , that they’d get separated. It had happened once already - when Bonnie ditched him in 1903 and the only reason he hadn’t retaliated was because of Y/N and all the emotions he felt for her. He knew if he hurt her family or friends , things between them wouldn’t work out.
“It’s a surprise.” he said smashing his lips against hers. “You are going to love it.”
Kai took her hand and they walked out of her apartment together.
“Hello Ms Anderson.” Y/N smiled at her neighbour. “How’s the knee ? Feeling better ?”
“Yes , thank you my darling.” said the old woman , her eyes fixing on Kai. “Who’s your handsome friend?”
“Oh um … my third cousin. He came for a visit.” said Y/N trying to hide how nervous she had gotten figuring out Kai hadn’t cloaked himself.
“Yes. It’s a surprise for her sister. We haven’t seen each other in a long time…” interjected Kai.
“Ahh … not to worry.” said the old woman smiling. “I won’t spoil the surprise.”

They got into the elevator , as soon as the door closed Kai pushed the stop button and in a vampire speed smashed Y/N against the elevator wall , his lips hungrily attacking hers. He scooped her up , placing soft kisses on her neck making her moan out for a moment before he let her feet on the ground again leaving her out of breath. Y/N’s hair had gotten a little messier and she pulled a travel size hair brush from her bag.
“I know what you are doing ..” she said , placing her hand on his chest pushing him towards the opposite door. “You are hoping I’d forget we might get outted by my old neighbour.”
“A guy can hope.” he muttered , his hands snaking around her back lightly squeezing on her ass. “Did it work ?”
“Try harder.” she whispered to him , and just as he was about to kiss her. Y/N pressed the button letting the elevator continue on its way down , except Kai pressed the stop button again , leaning in towards her while his hands slid under her dress. Kai’s fingertips brushing against her thigh and his lips crashed against hers , pulling her into another deep passionate kiss. Kai’s eyes fixed onto hers asking a silent question.
“Whaat were we talking about ?” she smiled at him.
“I love you.” he said softy.
“I love you more.”
“I love you most.”
Y/N pushed the button , pulling away from Kai and quickly fixing her dress before they reached the ground floor. The elevator doors opened , their hands held together as they walked out the building. A few minutes later they turned the first corner , Kai listening to her laugh and twirling her around until she bumped into him. They gazed into each other’s eyes falling silent for a long moment before their lips touched. Her hand brushing against his cheek before hooking around his neck as his wrapped around her waist pulling her towards him. Both of them had gotten so lost in their moment , none of them had even noticed they had an audience.
“What the hell ?!”
Kai and Y/N turned towards the direction the voice had come from only then realising it had been her sister Elena. Awkwardly they pulled away from each other , Kai’s hand still around Y/N’s waist.
“Um … hey sis. Wh-what are you doing here ?”
“Yeah. Hi.” said Elena plainly , shock all over her face. “You didn’t answer your phone. I got worried. Have you stopped wearing vervain ?”
“No.” said Y/N waving her vervain bracelet in front of her sister’s eyes.
“Then what are you doing all dressed up and kissing with him of all people ?! You two hate each other…” wondered Elena.
Kai pulled Y/N towards him , holding onto her tight as he met Elena’s gaze. It was bound to happen - someone would’ve seen him , and that old lady was going to find herself in Hell faster than she thought.
“Yeah , no. That’s not exactly true.” he said calmly. “Y/N and I … We fell in love. I know it might seem shocking to you , but it’s the truth. We have been together for a while now and nothing you can do or say is going to change the way I feel about her…”
Y/N looked at the ground then at her sister. Elena looked shocked , not angry.
“I’m in love with Kai and Kai loves me too. He makes me the happiest girl in the world.” she paused for a moment , glancing at Kai who was trying to supress a smile. “We make each other happy. Please let us be..” Y/N pleaded with her sister. Elena sighed. Her sister had always been like this - strong opinions , seeing the world a little differently than everyone else.
Elena turned towards Kai. “Do you really love my sister or is this some kind of a trick ?” she asked.
“It’s not a trick.” said Kai. “What I feel for Y/N is real , its the most real thing I’ve felt in my life and … I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost her.”
His tone was calm and there was softness in it , Elena noticed.
“I know you don’t trust or even like me… I am not even sure if I deserve to be trusted , but I love Y/N and I’d never hurt her or let anyone else hurt her in any way.” he turned towards Y/N and smiled at her. “Give me a chance to proof to you I’m being honest , that this is all real. It’s all I ask.”
Elena was surprised by the honestly in Kai’s voice. Either he was the best liar on this planet or he really was in love with her sister and somehow those feelings have started to change him a little.
“I am not going to pretend and say I approve of this , but I do understand it. ” Elena said smiling at them. “I love seeing you happy Y/N and if he is the one who makes you happy then I won’t stay in the way.” then she turned towards Kai. “One chance. You get one chance. If you hurt her , I’ll kill you personally. Got it?”
“Got it.”

MASTERLIST March / April 2017


A/N: I am screaming because I finally wrote something! I hope you guys like it :)
I tagged most of you guys from memory so if you do not want to be tagged let me know, and if you do let me know I’ll be more than happy to do so! 

@hanny-bananny @sithlordalice @arizonalovesher @marvelfanlife @xxx-its-like-im-sleepwalking-xxx @marvelfanlife @punkalnd1 @thepotatodespot @sebby-padalecki @helloiam-sad @gublersmind @gubler-cm 

Originally posted by smol-bean-reid

Spencer dropped his bag by the door, putting his keys on the table. He could hear the music coming from your room. He looked around the living room filled with paintings, some hanging some resting on the floor. 

 The way he was obsessed with books, you were obsessed with paintings. He stopped to look through the new colorful canvas you had created. You two were complete opposites, you spent all your time expressing your self, you were open about your feelings, you constantly spoke your mind. Everyone doubted that your relationship would work, but you both knew how to appreciate your differences. 

The music got louder as he continued walking through the hallway. He quietly opened the door, and stood by the door watching you. You were wearing an old shirt, stained with old paint, holding a tray filled with colors. 

He could watch you forever, how concentrated you were, the way you never took your eyes off of your work. He was constantly amazed by the way you could create such beautiful, colorful works of art.

He stood there for a while just watching you appreciating you, the way you appreciate art. It wasn’t until you noticed he was there that he walked into the room, you smiled from ear to ear. “My favorite person is here,” you said putting down your brush and throwing your arms around him. 

“How long have you been standing there,” you asked looking into his hazel eyes. “A while, I didn’t want to interrupt, plus I love watching you” 

“Creepy and romantic all in one, I love it” you pressed your lips against his. 

“I’m surprised you still aren’t ready, your show starts in an hour,” Spencer said as he watched you continue on your work.

 Tonight was a pretty big night, not only was your work being featured in a new gallery but Spencer’s team was coming to meet you. Everyone was skeptical about you, an artist dating Spencer, and FBI genius with a ridiculous amount of PHD’s. They would never say it to your face, but you saw it coming.

Many of your friends didn’t understand what you saw in him, you allowed everyone to have their opinions, when people said negative things they never bothered you. You knew why you we’re with him, what you loved about him, and you we’re secure in your relationship. If they didn’t understand you didn’t need to make them understand.

You rushed to get ready trying to pick something you usually wouldn’t wear, Spencer’s team was his family, and suddenly you felt the pressure to make sure you made a good first impression. Regardless of the thoughts the already had of you.
“Wow, you look amazing” Spencer said with a huge smile on his face.
“You like it?” You said spinning around, “I haven’t worn this dress in years” the white dress was clinging on to your curves perfectly.

Once you got there you wasted no time in socializing with everyone, after some time Spencer began to wonder on his own. When you saw him again he was surrounded by a group of people, you politely excused your self from the conversation you we’re having as you walked over you felt the pressure, their glares, each one of them ready over analyze everything you said or did.

“Well guys this is, Y/N” Spencer said putting his arm around you. You awkwardly waved and tried to flash a genuine smile. You heard a lot of “Nice to meet you” and “Hello’s.”

“It’s so great to finally meet you guys, Spencer’s told me so much about all of you.” You said nervously.

No body had a chance to reply, “Y/N, there’s a couple who would love to meet you” an older lady said approaching you. Within seconds she whisked you away to continue socializing. “So this is it, she just leaves you for the rest of the night?” JJ said watching as more and more people continued to talk to you.

“We’re at an art gallery, she’s a featured artist, it’s kind of her job to network” Spencer said defensively. “I didn’t mean for it to sound rude Spence, I’m just saying that—“

“I’m just saying all of you have already voiced your concerns loudly enough. It’s clear what you guys think, but have you stopped to consider how happy I am? I don’t care about the amount of degrees she has or what she’s doing for a living, I love her. If you can’t deal with some small details that’s fine but do not say a single negative thing about her” Spencer took a deep breathe and looked at everyone’s reactions, this time he was sure he had made it clear.

You had stopped listening to your conversation long ago, and all you could think about we’re the things that had just come out of Spencer’s mouth.

“Hey is everything okay” you said rushing to his side.

As the night came to end you and Spencer said your goodbyes and headed back home. “I heard what you told them today,” you paused to look at his reaction, “Not caring about the amount of degrees I had, the small details?”

“I just wanted to set the record straight, I really don’t care about those things they don’t define our relationship”

“Yeah one not so small detail is that you told them you love me?”

Spencer had never said those words to you, and hearing him say it to his friends was alarming, in the best way possible.

“I do, I do love you, Y/N. I love you”

“I love you too”

stoopid-jackit  asked:

"Houston's bizarre adventures: Donadcum Crusaders" starring: Dallas as old Joseph Houston as jotaro chains as avdol wolf as polnareff hoxton as kakyoin Dallas' stand: hermit medic bag Houston's stand: Cloaker Platinum you can decide the rest

this is probably the best ask i’ve ever received

“Its A Secret” || Joe Sugg Imagine

A/N – Hey guys! this ones kinda similar to my Josh imagine, so I hope you still like it. I’m so sorry, this is my worst one. it horrendous. I tried. I’m sorry.to the anon who requested, thank you, your amazing. Love you all!

- E x

— Joe’s POV —

“So, last night.” I say to her, turning around from my kitchen to see her sat on my sofa making sure her bag is packed fully.

“Was just another of our nights together, sugg.” Y/N says, turning to meet my eyes before standing up and swinging her backpack over her shoulder and sauntering over to me in the kitchen.

“it was, and until I call you again either tonight or tomorrow it will stay that way. Another, insinuating it will happen again?” I question her, knowing she wont be able to resist coming back to my house again.

This has been going on for a few months now, it happened accidentally on a night out after getting too drunk but then when it happened again, neither of us could stop. She was beautiful, good to have a conversation with, she wasn’t just a ‘booty call’ as some may say.

“Until later, joe.” she says, pulling me in for a kiss - teasing me - before walking out of my front door. wow she was amazing.

slowly but surely, and little did my mind know, I was falling for her. completely and utterly falling with no way of stopping. but she didn’t feel the same way. and she never would. Her eyes were always so bright around her friends, but only full of lust around me, I wanted more but I could never tell her. it would ruin everything that me and her had built over the past few months.

later on in the day, I meet up with Conor, Josh, Oli, Mikey, Jack and Caspar - or as you may know it, the ‘buttercream squad’. we talk about everything we usualy do, football, rugby, drinking, sex, girls… the usual.

“So, Joseph, you seeing anyone at all?” Caspar asks in his Knysner accent, the one to match Josh’s.

“Currently, no. But I’m also not on the look out, you know what I mean?” I said to the boys, sending them a cheeky wink, they knew who she was so I couldn’t tell them.

this sentence earns a lot of ‘ooooh’s’ from the boys as they begin to get curious as to who it is. “We know her right?” Oli says, immediately thinking logically because he knows I wouldn’t just get with a girl without knowing who she was first.

“maybe, maybe not. its for me to know, and you to find out later boys!” I say, finishing my drink in one mouthful and receiving a tet inviting me round to her house. I told you she couldn’t resist me.

— Time Skip —

“And once again sugg… you are weirdly good at that.” she says, collapsing next to me after… well you can probably guess.

“right back at ya, Y/L/N. But can we talk?” I say, after finally building up the courage to tell her due to my few drinks with the boys earlier.

with the alcohol cursing through my blood, I turn around to face her in her double bed after pulling my boxers back on. “look, I really like you, but I need to know where we stand because if this is all it will ever be I cant do it any more.” I say, all my words built up come out in one complete sentence because I just need to get it off of my chest. she needs to know.

“I like you too. but what would the boys say? you know how much they tease us for even flirting anyway, that’s why we kept this a secret in the first place. We’ll get hounded and you know it.” she says, her eyes showing fear. she really doesn’t want the boys to know.

“what if they already know?” I say, a small smirk creeping onto my lips before her face drops.

I’ve ruined it. us. we’re over.

“What did you say?”

“It’s a secret.”

So far ive lost 6 out of 12 shrimp :<
And no its not the sellers or my fault, shipping just rough on shrimp. Seems like they tried to molt in the shipping bag, and got stuck . (one did molt in the bag, but uh…shrimp without a shell looks like a cocktail shrimp, and the other shrimp agree that cocktail shrimp are delicious. So that guy didnt make it)

The survivors are gorgeous though, so hoping they do well and maybe i’ll get some babies out of them. They are still juveniles so it’ll be a while before I see any berried girls.

And I still have my lone ‘blue dream’ shrimp. Who….every time he molts changes colors a bit. He is now green with a blue head and PINK spots. Hes so weird and I love him. im not really worrying about keeping pureline shrimp, so if more pop up that look like him I will be thrilled. I love my rainbow boy

Jaylos Headcanon

-On those days that Carlos is just exhausted from the school’s heavy workload, he falls fast asleep on his desk with his papers and books scattered everywhere.

-Jay is used to this and carefully carries him back to his bed before slowly tucking him in to make sure he isn’t cold.

-Then he quickly packs up Carlos’ things and prepares his bag for the next day (he memorizes Carlos’ class schedule).

-Jay also leaves a sweet little note in his bag and starts to imagine his beautiful smile when Carlos sees it.

-Lastly, once Jay himself is ready for bed after a long day, he’ll quietly go back to Carlos’ bedside and bend down to give him a light kiss on the forehead before whispering “I love you,” and going to sleep.

I hope this is okay… I’ve never done a headcanon post EVER so hopefully you guys like it :)

Bad Day | Brendon Urie

Pairing: Dad!Brendon x Mom!Sarah x Daughter!reader
Warning: Fluff, Daddy’s girl, Dad jokes, Swearing
(Y/BF/N) = Your Boyfriends Name

A/N: I just really wanted to do a imagine thing with Forehead so here it is. If you don’t know who Brendon Urie is, He is from the band Panic! At The Disco, I totally recommend listening to them if you haven’t. So yeah, hope you fuckers enjoy! (Sorry for calling you guys fuckers.. its what I call people online so yeah) 

#2-A/N: Also I couldn’t find a good Brendon gif, so I cri.. Also if you don’t have a boyfriend, just use your favorite guy name or character name :)

Originally posted by sociedade-restrita

{Sarah’s POV:}

(Y/n) walked in with a pretty pissed off look on her face as she threw her bag on the floor, “Hey Sweetie? Are you okay?” I asked as she walked past me and into the kitchen. “Everything is okay.” She replied with a sarcastic tone. Sighing, Knowing better to dropped everything, and wait til Brendon gets home. 

Let’s just say she either had a bad last day of Senior year or she had a bad day at work. Or probably both.

“C’mon here honey,” I held out my hand waiting for her to grab it. “Your Dad will be home soon. And in the mean time, how about we watch some Netflix?” I asked her with a smile. She looked up from the floor to me, with a smile. “Can we watch How I Met Your Mother?” “Of course we can.” 

{Reader’s POV: Two Hours Later:}

“So I heard that you came home pissed off today.” Dad walks in my room, Pennylane (our dog) followed in behind him. “Yeah.” I nodded, sitting up on my bed. “You wanna tell me what happened today?” He asks as he sits down on my computer chair. “I had a bad last day at school, and then I went to work, and that was shitty as well.” I told him.

“Soo.. What happened at School?” “Well, I found out that the queen bitch has been fucking (Y/BF/N) behind my back. Then found out some people I used to call friends have been hanging out with me because I’m famous and I have quote ‘Shit ton of money’.” I said. 

“Well fuck them.. but like don’t fuck them.. but like screw them..” “Dad, I know what you mean.” I laughed. He smiled, “You wanna go play some video games, and then swear and have your mom yell at us?” “Hell yeah!”


Simon x Reader #3

Warnings: literally nothing, just straight fluff

Requested: yusssss “ could you please write an imagine where you make a football video with the boys? And Simon helps you and you guys kiss and the boys get excited 😂😭😂 thank you❤️” (via @behzinga-trash)

Notes: This is cute but idk if its my best work tbh. but i hope you like it anyways. <3 ~K


You had been friends with the boys from the start. You had known Tobi since diapers, when your moms took you to the same daycare place. With his friendship, came Josh, and eventually the others. Many times you filmed for the boys before and today wasn’t an exception. You had been called to help and film some football videos for the guys. You were packing your bags with your camera gear, and wear heading to the pitch where you were meeting all the guys.

As you pulled into the pitch, you could only recognize one car in the lot; that being a red Range Rover. Simon. You and him had an interesting friendship. It continually blurred the lines between friends and more. You two dabbled, but neither of you wanted to be the one to make the first move.

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Taehyung Scenario: Starlight - Part 2.

Request: Hii,can i request a fanfic based on taeyeon’s starlight music video with taehyung please since the mv looks really nice if it could be turn into a fanfic,thank you❤️(sorry if my english is bad)(p.s i love roman holidays and i was made for loving you by you guys its amazing) 

Genre: Angst / Romance.

Part 1

It was sunday when you arrived from the last job you had left, a replacement waitress at a near by restaurant. You were tired even if you hadn’t done much, but somehow you felt exhausted.
The bell rang just as you were finishing some leftovers from yesterday, you went to open the door only to find Taehyung standing in front of you, a sheepish smile on his face and his hands full of bags.


-Please, let me come in- his voice although small was full of hope and regret, his eyes looked down at the bags and then at you. -It wasn’t really my intention to stand you up the other day, things were just… I couldn’t make it, but I’m here now- he extended the bags to you and you drifted your eyes from him to its contents.

-What is this? Ice cream?-

He nodded. -It’s just seven flavors but… maybe it could be a start?-

You saw the bags, now it was evident that it was ice cream there, the colorful packaging making you crave for them. You gave Taehyung a warning look that lost a bit of effect when your smile corresponded his. There you went again.

The next weeks you dedicated to do everything on the list, from doing a marathon of Friends, because you loved the damn series but hadn’t had the chance to watch lately since you were so busy with work, to playing piano together and going to the karaoke.

Taehyung was with you the whole time and you couldn’t be more excited, maybe this time he was staying for good, but no matter what you felt as if he could disappear any time. Sometimes he’d be absent for a couple of days, sometimes he had to get home really early or sometimes he’d suggest to make your “dates” at odd hours. You’d asked about it but he had brushed the issue off, telling you that it was his mother being way too strict, you wanted to believe that but at the same you knew you couldn’t, not wholly. You knew there was something Taehyung wasn’t telling and he was determinate on keeping from you.

One of the things you weren’t too sure if you’d be able to do was go to a rooftop party. You had ages without going out with friends but then you knew that Taehyung got along well with a lot of people and he could make it happen. You had never been in a party like that and being honest you weren’t exactly sure what was that you found so appealing about it. Was it that the place was kind unconventional, was it the hipster trendy feel about it? Or the open air? You didn’t know, but what you were absolutely sure about was that you wanted to spend that time with Taehyung and thus you were dressing to impress him. Although looking at yourself in the mirror you didn’t know if you looked impressive.
You were wearing black short shorts, a grey loose crop top, a knitted open sweater to balance all the skin you were showing and of course your favorite black boots. Biting your lip you decided to go with your hair down, impressive or not you loved how you looked.

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Wrong (Josh Diaz x Reader)

request: @amayathatsme asked, “Hi I was wondering if you could do a Josh Diaz imagine wair the reader is part of the chimera pack and she is best friendes with josh but once they come back to life their feelings change you right the rest make it long please. Thanks!”

A/N. Thank you darling for the request, i absolutely loved writing this! The reader is the same chimera as in the dragon series: half dragon, half banshee. Just so everyone knows. Also, her really shitty sword skills are based on my dear friend, @chuchoteh, who can’t twirl a lightsaber to save her life. Love you Mackenzie!  Please note, translations were made using google translate. If you know a better translation, please let me know. its sort of a random phrase though so whatever. I really enjoyed writing this, I hope you guys like it! And it’s long, as requested, so enjoy!

You tapped your pen against the table, feeling the constant buzzing under your skin like an itch you couldn’t scratch. You flicked your fingers, letting the flames dance across your palms, and it relieved some of the tension.

“Hey freak.”

The ball of fire in your chest pulsed hot with excitement, and you hid your smile. “Hey ugly.”

Josh flicked the back of your head and sat down beside you, pulling out a textbook from his bag. “My mom’s making quesadillas and wondered how many she should make for you.”


He laughed. “You’re going to eat four whole quesadillas all by yourself?”

“Oh come on!” You protested. “You always eat like half the food on my plate. So it’s only really like two.”

“Yeah okay.” He snorted and shocked your side.

It has the wrong effect, sending a wave of what could only be described as tingling pleasure jolting through you. You jumped to your feet, a heated blush spreading across your face, and you mumbled some stupid excuse before running into the kitchen and sticking your head in the fridge.

You sighed, resting your head against one of the cold shelfs and squeezing your eyes shut. What the hell was the matter with you? He was your friend. That was all. Why were you getting all tingly every time he walked into the room?

The two of you had been friends since you were seven. You had been in the hospital, recovering from your lung transplant, and this obnoxious Brazilian kid had wandered into your room and told you you looked like merda (shit). You told him you most certainly did not and that he looked like a bunda de cavalo (a horse’s butt). Once he learned that you spoke Portuguese too he sat down on your bed and asked where you were from. You talked for an hour after that. He told you about how there was something wrong with his heart. You told him about your procedure, and how it wasn’t really that bad.

When his mother finally found him, cuffing him hard on the back of the head and scolding him in Spanish, he told her that he wanted your help with his surgery, and your parents exchanged contact information. You’d been inseparable ever since. When Josh finally got a match, at age 13, you were sitting beside his mother through the whole surgery, holding her hand and telling her he would be okay.

You had been the one to hide him in your room when he had gotten just a little too high, and scolded him fiercely, as someone born with lung problems, for putting that shit into his body. He’d told you how he felt like there was something wrong with him, that they’d done something wrong when they’d given him his new heart. He said he was always numb, and the only time he felt anything was when he was high. So you helped him as he experimented, figuring out just how much he could take. You couldn’t count the number of times you’d let him crash at your house to sleep off a hangover or a drug-induced vomiting fit. (It was five. Five times you had to clean up his puke from your bathroom.)

There has never been any romantic feelings towards him. Ever. He was always just Josh, your awkward best friend.

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welcome home?

Ninny couldn’t exactly say she was excited to be back at school. She wasn’t ready to get back into the world; last year had been rough and she’d taken most of the summer holiday to recuperate, which also meant that she’d missed most of the deadlines for things like housing. She’d put the form off for so long that she’d been forced to find an apartment. 

A friend of hers had put her in touch with a senior who was willing to rent out a spare room- and being as it was her best and only option, she’d accepted. The catch was that she’d be living with a guy. She’d lived with Turin, but this was different; this was a complete stranger. 

With a long sigh, the blonde pulled her two heavy suitcases out of the cab and onto the curb before looking up at the average sized building. This was it, she thought. Welcome home. She lugged her bags up to the door and rang the bell, putting on a brave face, mostly for her sake. Fake it till you make it, girl. Fake it till you make it.