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Two Nights Stand Part 6

Summary: (Modern Au) After a bad breakup, your roommate insists that you need to a one night stand to end your dry spell. Following her advice, you have a bad one night stand with Bucky Barnes, but what happened when you are forced to spend time with him?

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1758

Warnings: This is vaguely inspired by a movie of the same name. In the future, the series will be having smut so be warned. This chapter has taks about bad sex and bad puns.

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Credits to the gifs owners

Bucky leads you to his bedroom, he sits on his bed before saying “Okay, so here we are. Be honest, but don’t be cruel and then I can give you, my feedback.” You arch your eyebrows, your feedback? If you remember correctly he was having a really good time.

 You sit by his side, not believing that he could have any tips for you, not that you were a sex goddess, but come on, he had an orgasm.

“Your feedback? Please, you first. I’m very curious.” You say trying not to sound sarcastic, the way he smiles at you shows you that you failed “Yes, don’t get me wrong you were pretty good but there are a few things that… you might wanna improve.”  You can see that he is teasing you and you really hate that you are falling for it.

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all life is strange ship prompts

Most of these prompts I’ve basically discarded or they’ve already been written, but I have many prompt ideas so here’s small little ideas for you guys (Sorry, I’m Pricefield trash so there’s a ton of those, but please send me your story so I can read them if you do use one of these ideas please because I like reading new life is strange fanfics):

Pricefield:
- “We experimented over wine-tasting sessions as kids, but now we’re adults meeting each other for the first time in five years and oh my god is that sexual tension between us?”
- “I’m terrified of men because of something that happened in the past, and Rachel and Chloe are trying to make me feel comfortable with Warren but I’m slowly realizing that it’s not Warren that my eyes have been focused on.”
- “Warren keeps asking me to the drive-in so I asked my best friend Chloe for advice, so now we’re fake dating but I think I’m really getting used to this idea.”
- “This punk girl keeps on coming to the homeless shelter at the same time each week purchasing a shit ton of water bottles, canned chili, and loaves of bread with money that comes from God-knows-where but holy shit, she’s actually royalty whose parents are trying to keep her name under wraps.”
- “I recited one of my poems at a poetry slam about my childhood best friend, turns out she was there listening to my every word and now I’m humiliated.”
- “I dared Max to kiss me, but her nose started bleeding and I can tell she’s rewinded more than once and she just told me not to pull back because apparently, that’s what’s going to happen.”
- “Max and I are at her Seattle home, and I just discovered a treehouse her Dad built for her. I’m sorry, Ryan, I’m using this opportunity alone with your daughter to try and seduce her.”


Marshfield:
- “One of the pieces you played on the violin is something I recognized, and you anonymously (even though I know it was you) slid a tape under the door of that piece on Valentines day.”
- “It started raining on our tea date, so we ran inside the cafe with our clothes dripping wet but wow, Kate, you’re so cute with your hair pulled out of the bun.”
- “Max has been taking photos for the children’s book I’m writing and one of the photos she took was of the sunset with a sweet quote on it and I think I’m blushing.”
- “We decided to skip class, and we went to the park with Alice in the middle of the day and wow, Max’s smile is so beautiful. Am I really thinking this?”
- “After Max saved me off that rooftop, all I’ve been thinking about is how much she’s supported me over the past month and a half she’s known me and according to google, I have a crush on Max.”


Chasefield:
- “I’ve been talking to this girl online and turns out, she’s just like me and I’m starting to dig her. Turns out when I meet her, she’s one of the girls I personally resent.”
- “I ended up saving your ass from getting eaten by a crocodile while we’re camping but I still hate you. Okay, so maybe that’s not the case. What’s it to you?”
- “Even though you’re trouble, you still invited me to your celebration banquet after getting one of your photos in your parents gallery and we seem to get along just fine when we genuinely talk to each other. Wait, are you flirting with me now?”
- “We accidentally hooked up in the middle of a party involving a shit ton of alcohol and now I’m trying to figure out how to approach you about it. Turns out, you were pretty sober during the party and you weren’t exactly rejecting my advances.”
- “You were holding my arms while I rewinded to try and erase the argument we just had, but turns out my rewind power doesn’t work on you, and now you’re freaking out asking me what the fuck is going on but at least we’re on good terms now, right? I’m now this God-like person to you, and now you’re scared yet intrigued by me.”

Grahamfield:
- “So maybe the drive-in didn’t help us progress in our relationship, but we definitely managed to hook up after an experiment gone wrong.”
- “We’re graduating out of Blackwell Academy, and I didn’t expect to blush furiously and freeze onstage when you blew a kiss in my direction.”
- “I’m tutoring you in chemistry since you’re not doing too great in it, turns out there’s only one type of chemistry you’re interested in.”
- “I fell asleep in your dorm room during a movie marathon of Harry Potter, and I woke up to you staring at me affectionately and I’m 95% sure I’m drooling.”
- “You convinced me to head to Comic Con with you, but you’re the only one cosplaying while I’m taking a ton of pictures of your nerdy self. I think this side of you is kind of cute.”


Chaseprice:
- “I ended up blackmailing Victoria after she pulled some shit on my best friend Max, so now she’s willing to do anything I say. And I mean anything.”
- “It’s prom night, and since Nathan hates prom, I’m stuck with the single group of people which includes Chloe in a tux and wow is it getting hot in here?”
- “Stop bothering me by coming up to my dorm room and knocking on it. Oh wait, you’re actually dropping off flowers this time?”
- “Nathan, I know this is gonna sound weird but I think the blue haired girl I keep on seeing around Blackwell putting up those Rachel Amber posters is really hot. How do I approach her?”
- “Chloe keeps on pranking me, turns out she doesn’t know how to express her feelings towards me.”


Ambrice:
- “At the lighthouse, I was thinking about ending my life when you came up behind me and started a conversation with me about something stupid, but you fucking saved my life.”
- “We nearly got busted for smoking pot in the parking lot of a restaurant, but it’s okay because we were making out the majority of the time so that’s partly why I didn’t notice.”
- “After getting really high together, both of us almost got hit by a car when we realized it was parked and now we’re making out against said car.”
- “We’re at a party together playing truth or dare and someone just dared me to kiss you but wow, that’s not going to be the first time I’m going to kiss you.”
- “Both of us end up in Los Angeles, and I’m not sure what is going on but I think you’ve been more touchy-feely this trip than throughout our entire friendship.”


Caulscott (Max/Nathan):

- “I’m starting to get obsessed with this version of you because you’re changing from snoopy nerd into this untouchable badass within this entire week.”
- “After you overheard of my situation with Mr. Jefferson on accident, you secretly called the police and arrested him and I’ve never felt so relieved and happy in my life.”
- “You visited me in the hospital and gave me a hug, and instead my heart is going out to you because you really do seem to care even though I give you so much shit in school.”
- “Max has been reluctantly taking care of me while I’ve been sick since Victoria can’t do it because she’s been out of town visiting family, but she’s been so sweet to me so I don’t mind the arrangement.”
- “I recognized Nathan at the aquarium spending the majority of the time with the whales, and there was this big cheesy smile on his face that immediately grabbed my attention. Now that I’m noticing it, this is my first time seeing Nathan smile…and it’s nice.”


Chasescott:
- “Victoria keeps telling me to find a girlfriend, but is she not getting the fact that I want to date her instead? Sheesh.”
- “Both of us don’t ever bring up about how we discussed marrying each other in middle school until we both got really high together and ended up talking about that.”
- “My Dad mistakes Victoria for my girlfriend, and when she vehemently denies, for some reason, I feel upset over it and correct her surprising Victoria and myself.”
- “We’re playing Laser Tag together one night but you kissed me out of nowhere in the middle of the game, and what the fuck is our relationship now? Are we best friends? Lovers?”
- “When she asked what my type was, I accidentally made it obvious that she was my type and now she’s giving me a funny look but it doesn’t seem to be a bad look either.”


Grahamscott (Nathan/Warren):
- “You were in the locker room getting dressed, and WOW I just noticed your six pack. Why am I thinking so much over this?”
- “You’ve changed from nerdy boy to hardass, and for some reason, that’s my type? I think I’m starting to get curious about you now.”
- “We ran into each other in a gay bar, and I’ve never seen both of us look so ashamed and embarrassed in my life.”
- “I ended up in the hospital due to a really bad car accident, and you were the first person I woke up to. Apparently you slept by my bedside and didn’t leave my side once.”
- “I’ve been talking to him on grindr, but he doesn’t know that I have a crush on him. Yet.”


Hellalujah (Kate/Chloe):
- “You came up to me on campus and invited me to your Church group. Instead of being interested in that, now I’m interested in you.”
- “Alice seemed to have gotten out again and it’s raining, but the only person whose around to help is me. You’ve been coming over everyday after school after discovering I’m sick because of that to make me soup and cheer me up whoops did I mention I’m starting to have feelings for you?”
- “You’re the type of person I want to be: Free to make any decision I want, and finally I’m given that opportunity when you and I decide to smoke weed together in private and now I’m feeling pretty good about everything and you.”
- “I’m in cultural anthropology and we’re in a heated discussion about opposites attracting, yet you’re telling me they don’t but I’m going to prove to you they do.”


Amberpricefield:
- “Chloe tried to make Max breakfast since it’s her birthday and Chloe totally fucked up and burnt all the food so now we’re eating burnt toast but it’s whatever, we love Chloe anyway.”
- “I just walked in on Chloe and Rachel hooking up which got awkward really fast, and I told them to continue and I guess I joined in.”
- “We’re roadtripping but Chloe gets lost and we end up staying the night in a cabin since we’re nearby a campsite when I confess that I’ve never been kissed and both girls end up fighting over kissing me.”
- “We’re at a Halsey concert and they’re playing our song whenever both of us realize how Max is more than ready for the mosh pit.”


Pricemarshfield:

- “We decided to go food shopping, and Chloe keeps on throwing junk food into the basket but Kate keeps on putting the junk food back in when Max isn’t looking.”
- “Both me and Max come out to Kate about our relationship when she admits that she’s always been a little bicurious herself. A joke about that quickly turns serious.”
- “I just took down Kate’s viral video by going into Victoria’s youtube account, and turns out after watching it, Kate kissed a wasted Chloe. But Kate ends up being so relieved she kisses me too? So now she’s held responsible for both of us.”
- “Max brought us to the zoo and she’s torn between me wanting to see the insect exhibit and Kate wanting to stay where she is because Kate really dislikes insects so Max decides to compensate for the entire party by coming up with an idea all of us will enjoy.”


Bonus:
Frank-N-Beans:

- “As a kid, I used to hate beans but whatever these beans are, they’ve gotten me addicted to beans and now my nickname is Frank-N-Beans.”



I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun

@hedaoftheskaikru asked “Can you write a Bellarke pride and prejudice au? Or just a general regency au?” and I certainly tried. Hope you like it!

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Bellamy isn’t sure how he ended up married to the daughter of a Lord– or more accurately, how the daughter of a Lord ended up married to him. He’s had some time (a few months, at most) to adjust to the fact that Lord Marcus has taken a special interest in passing on his title to Bellamy. He’s had less time (not even a day, to be exact) to accept the fact that he has a new wife, and that the Lady in question is displeased with the arrangement.

He can’t blame her much. Surely she had in mind marrying someone with the right kind of manners, the right kind of connections, the right kind of parentage. But his actual parentage– mother dead and father unknown– is what put him in this position, so perhaps he had the right kind after all.

Lady Clarke is everything he expected she would be: lovely and proper, her spine ramrod-straight, her chin high enough he feels like she’s looking down on him, no matter how much shorter she may be.

She also has a sharp glint in her eye and shoulders drawn back the way he’s seen his fellow soldiers posture themselves, readying for a fight. These, he didn’t expect. He finds he doesn’t quite know what to make of them.

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To Kill a Jaguar - Bellamy Blake

Request: *Not a request*
Requested by: *Not a request*
Pairings: Bellamy Blake x Reader
A/N: In which the smallest and most fragile, looking, girl (reader) is going hunting. Everyone thinks that she’ll slow down the group, but is proved wrong. 


Originally posted by darlinglostcrank


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Two Nights Stand Part 5

Summary: (Modern Au) After a bad breakup, your roommate insists that you need to a one night stand to end your dry spell. Following her advice, you have a bad one night stand with Bucky Barnes, but what happened when you are forced to spend time with him?

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1563

Warnings: This is vaguely inspired by a movie of the same name. In the future, the series will be having smut so be warned. This chapter has talking about miscarriage and abuse. (nothing graphic)

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Credits to the gifs owners

You watch as Bucky turns all the lights on in the room and sits on the couch instead of in the fort. You wonder if you should have said something, it was obvious that talking about Natasha was so much more painful to him than the talk about to you Nathan.

You sit on the couch giving him some space “Natasha was my first and only love.  We met when we were teenagers…. kids actually. She was one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen, with her big green eyes and red hair.” He takes a deep breath probably not knowing how to continue talking. “We started dating when we were 16, she was everything to me…. I knew that I wanted to marry her since the moment I saw her but she had her problems.”

He takes a picture of a drawer handing it to you, there were four people in the picture you can see that Steve and Peggy just got engaged for the big smile on their faces and for the way Peggy is showing the ring but what really caught your attention was the other couple.

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Partners In Crime (Teen Sam Drake x Reader)

Requested by @unchartedtrash

Pairing: Sam Drake x Reader

Fandom: Uncharted

Request: “I hope you don’t mind prompts. “There’s nothing going on!” with Teen!Sam. -UnchartedTrash (Please tag me!)”

Prompt: “There’s nothing going on!”

Word Count: 3,428

Key: [Y/NN]: Your Nickname

A/N: Hey everyone! This took a bit longer than expected! It was originally supposed to be way shorter than this and I feel like this is too long but whatever haha. Hope you enjoy!


 From the moment you had laid eyes on Sam Morgan you knew he was different. You had spotted him while casually strolling through the flea market, a place your parents had forbidden you to visit because of the rather… extreme personalities that sold trinkets there. They would never say it out loud to you, but it was also because they thought they were too good for this place. All they ever shopped at were higher-end stores.

  Of course, as teenagers will do, you broke that rule. It wasn’t just because you wanted to be rebellious though, you’ve always been drawn to the sorts of things that were sold here. You had actually made a hobby of fixing the broken jewelry and then pawning it off to people. The intricate, detailed, but yet slightly damaged objects captivated you. 

 Maybe that’s why Sam had drawn you in as well. He gave off the broken soul aura as soon as you two had made eye contact with each other across the market. There was something about the way he looked at you, his eyes gleaming with a sort of wistfulness you’ve never seen in a teenager. Perhaps just like the jewelry, you could fix him as well.

 You watched him as he ducked into a tent, and for some reason, you had to find an excuse to start talking to him. It was like a magnet being drawn to its polar opposite, not being able to stop until you were close enough to him.

 Deliberately walking slow to the tent he had entered a few minutes earlier, you pulled the curtains gently to the side and peered in. This booth looked unfamiliar to you, which was surprising since you were usually a regular at the flea market and could map this whole place out in your head. Space was minimal compared to the other booths but this one had much more stuff in it, which made you feel slightly overwhelmed looking at all the items.

 You saw him towards the far left, in the jewelry section of the tent. He seemed to be thumbing a quite stunning gold necklace, the chain slightly glinting in the overhead light. It looked like some sort of medallion, with tiny, delicate gemstones encrusted in it. 

 If he weren’t the main goal at the moment, I would most likely be naming prices for it with the merchant right now.

 As soon as this thought had passed through your mind, you had an idea. A not so subtle idea, but it was better than nothing at all.

 Swallowing the lump of fear in your throat, you abruptly began to walk towards him before you could change your mind and back down completely with this plan. As you had reached your destination after weaving through the hordes of customers down the aisle, you contemplated whether or not to do this. You’ve never been the type to quite literally throw yourself out there like some of your friends do, but at this point in time, that would change.

 Without giving another thought about this whole plan, you roughly bumped into his back, making sure to elbow him hard enough to jostle the necklace from his hands. This indeed worked as you watched the chain slip through his fingers and fall to the ground with a loud clatter, some of the gemstones falling out-of-place. 

 His shoulders raised and fell as you heard an annoyed sigh escape his lips. Maybe this wasn’t such a great idea after all. This may just make him pissed at you. “Hey, why don’t you watch where you’re going nex-” His sentence was brought up short as he turned around to face you, his eyes widened with curiosity as he looked you up and down. He opened his mouth to say something, but you beat him to it.

 “Sorry about that, it gets a little crowded in here,” You smiled sweetly at him, gesturing to the crowds of people walking around the two of you. “But I’ll most definitely be paying for that. I was the one who was clumsy enough to bump into you.”

 Bending down to ground level and scooping up the broken necklace, you walked over to the vendor, explaining the situation and handing him a generous amount of cash. He thanked you for your business and you exited the tent, taking notice of the fact the boy was now trailing you. You let a smug smile spread across your lips as you realized your plan had actually worked.

 “Wait!” He shouted behind you, as you felt a hand grasp your shoulder and gently turn you around. “Seeing that whole chunk of cash you just gave that dude back there, I don’t exactly see you as the type to be walking around a flea market buying broken junk.” He pointed to the damaged necklace you had just purchased with a smug smirk.

 “I fix these things you so-call, junk and sell them if you must know.” You replied coolly, crossing your arms and jutting out your hip with attitude. “Are you always this quick to judge girls?” The initial curiosity you first felt about this boy started wearing off, and now you were slightly offended he was being so quick to assume things.

 He obviously caught on that you felt insulted, and his eyes softened, the mischievous glint in them almost completely diminished. Almost. “Right, I’m sorry, how about we start this introduction over?” He said as he stuck out his hand. “I’m Sam. Sam Morgan.”

 “[Y/N]. [Y/N] [Y/L/N].” You told him, shaking his hand and giggling slightly over the cheesiness of all of this. The both of you sounded like James Bond. He chuckled a bit as well, a sound that made your heart flip, and you made the mistake of looking at his smile. Dimples formed at the corners of his mouth, and you could feel yourself staring much too long at his lips, but you couldn’t help yourself.

 When you finally snapped out of it, you were relieved to see he was too deep in thought to notice your staring problem. His eyes looked distant as if he wasn’t even here with you at the moment. Suddenly, he clapped his hands and rubbed them together in a devious manner, a sly smirk spreading across his lips. The jaunty glint in his eyes returned, and you couldn’t help it as your heart started pounding slightly in your chest. There was definitely something about Sam that drew you in, and you had a feeling that once you got caught in his web, you wouldn’t be able to untangle yourself. Maybe you wouldn’t want to untangle yourself after getting a taste of him. 

 “How well do you think we’d work as a team, [Y/N]?”

 After that, the rest was history.

 For a few months now, you and Sam have paired up as partners in crime, stealing damaged artifacts from museums and restoring them, then pawning them off to rather sketchy people. It was quite the deal, and both of you made a pretty fair share of money from it, not like you needed it for anything. Whenever you found the chance, you would always slip your earnings into Sam’s pockets, although you had the feeling he knew exactly what you were doing. 

 The only downfall to this whole partnership between the two of you was that you weren’t the one doing the risky business; Sam was. You guys have had a few particularly nasty fights with each other because he refused to let you tag along. You remembered how loud he had yelled at you, saying he couldn’t afford to let your life be as worthless as his was. It broke your heart that Sam truly believed he had no potential. He is the most driven and dedicated person you’ve ever met, which truly amazed you. Somehow, and some way you were determined to show Sam just how much potential he really did have.


 “So who is this Henry McAvery guy anyways?” You asked Sam, the two of you walking next to each other while his younger brother, Nate, trailed behind. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Sam look over his shoulder at his younger brother, and it wasn’t long before you heard the two of them burst out laughing. Quite confused and clueless, you looked back and forth between the both of them, and sighed while saying, “What’s so funny?”

 Sam gave you his infamous crooked grin that caused butterflies to take over your stomach as he explained the humor in what you had just said. “It’s Henry Avery, [Y/NN].”

 When Sam told you that Nathan had been kicked out of yet another orphanage for bad behavior and needed to wait a couple of days minimum before getting relocated to another one, you welcomed both of them into your home right away. You’ve seen Sam’s studio apartment, and you couldn’t imagine both of those boys living in such a small space for an indefinite amount of time. 

 Plus, you actually liked having the extra company since your family was out-of-town. The thought of being home alone at night terrified you, so you don’t know what you would’ve done if Sam had declined your offer.

 Grabbing your house key from your back pocket, and unlocking the door with a click, you stepped into your house. As you began sliding your shoes off, you heard a gasp of excitement coming from Nate. “You live…” he paused for a second, looking around your house with wide eyes, “…here?”

 Giggling from his amazed reaction, you nodded your head. “Yep. Go ahead and make yourself at home. There are some popcorn bags in the pantry over there.” You pointed him in the direction of the kitchen. He was just about to scamper off, but Sam stopped him momentarily.

 “[Y/N] and I are going to head upstairs to work on something, you think you’ll be okay?” Nathan gave him a nod as Sam playfully ruffled his hair. “Oh and try not to set the house on fire, okay?” He said while the two of them exchanged devious looking grins before Nate ran off.

 Sam followed your lead as you walked up the stairs and into your room. You approached your closet and started shuffling some things aside, trying to find the box you keep all the artifacts in. You spotted it all the way on the top shelf, stepping up on your toes to at least and try to make an effort to reach it, but it was no use. You gave it one more try, this time around jumping up as far as you could, which just resulted in hearing Sam’s snickering behind you. “Are you just going to sit there and laugh at me?” You huffily said, annoyed he hasn’t offered to help you. 

 Sam raised his hands in surrender as sat up from your bed and walked across the room towards you. Giving you a smug little smirk, he looked at you and teasingly said, “Whatever you want, Princess.”

 Although Sam was just kidding around, your breath slightly hitched at the pet name he had just called you. It seemed like he heard that as you watched his smirk grow.

 Him and his smug little smirk I just want to kiss it of-

 “Here we go.” Sam plopped the box down on your desk, and you were actually quite thankful he had cut off your previous thought before it got too out of line.

 You carefully took out the most recent artifact Sam had nabbed, which quite ironically, was a golden medallion that looked like the one you purchased at the flea market where you first met him. The thought of that day brought memories back that made your heart flutter with joy.

 Before you had met Sam, you felt like your life was incomplete, each day fading into the next, with no meaning to them at all. It was the same routine every day and it was almost like you knew something was missing. Then Sam Morgan came barreling into your life, and it’s never been the same before, but in a good way. 

 The medallion wasn’t too damaged compared to some other pieces Sam had retrieved in the past, so it had only taken you several minutes before it looked good as new. Grabbing a rag off to the side of your desk, just to clean it a bit and make it look shiny, you turned your head to the side to look at Sam. 

 It felt like your heart had stopped dead in its tracks when you found that he was already looking at you, a smile slightly tugging at his lips. “What?” You asked, eyebrows beginning to furrow in confusion. “Is there something on my face?”

 Sam cleared his throat as his eyes darted away from yours, fumbling with his fingers as he mumbled. “No. Nevermind, it’s nothing.” You could tell he was nervous right off the bat as you watched his hands begin to shake. The cocky, teasing side to him quickly diminished in a matter of seconds, leaving you wondering why. 

 “Sam…” You trailed off, placing your hands on his to stop the trembling. “You can tell me anything.” 

 His head was turned so you couldn’t see his face, but he acknowledged you by giving your hand a squeeze. You knew he wasn’t facing you on purpose because truth be told… you could read him like an open book. Sam had mastered a pretty solid poker face, but his weakness was his eyes. They told you everything. 

 “C’mon Sam, you’re my best friend,” you tried again, hoping to coax him into confessing what was wrong.

 What you had just said sparked something in him, as he turned around and gave you a quite intense look, his eyes searching yours for what seemed like an eternity. This was the most scared you’ve ever seen him. His eyebrows knitted together as he let out a shaky sigh when he finally spoke. “That’s the problem, [Y/N].”

 Puzzled, you began opening your mouth to say something, but he beat you to it, bringing his index finger to his lips. You obeyed his command, but never more in your life have you wanted to say something to someone as much as you did now. Sam was scaring you. 

 The empty silence as you waited for him to explain was excruciating. You just wanted to jump up at of your seat and yell at him, tell him to spit it out. But you didn’t. You just continued rubbing your thumb on the back of his hand to try to put him at ease. 

 “You remember the first time we met [Y/NN]?” Sam finally spoke up, but he didn’t wait for you to answer the question as he carried forward, “I do.” 

 His eyes seemed far away, and you could only assume that he was replaying the first encounter between the two of you in his head. You yourself thought back at that memory as well, closing your eyes and smiling, remembering how bad you had wanted to talk to Sam.

 “This artifact reminded me of that pretty medallion necklace you bought,” Sam said, reaching across your desk to grab it. Still silent, you watched as he sat there for a moment, just looking at the piece. “To be quite honest, I was going to go off on you for running into me, but when I turned around and saw you…” A deep, crimson tint started blooming on his cheeks, and you couldn’t believe your sight. Sam Morgan was blushing.

 His hazel eyes strayed away from the artifact to meet yours as he continued, “Let me just tell you, I couldn’t be happier that you bumped into me that day. I don’t mean to sound like a total sap, but you’ve forever changed my life in the best way possible. You’ve made me feel like I actually matter.” He spoke in a quiet voice, but you heard every word. And each and every one of those words made you feel light-headed from the realness of this. Was Sam confessing his feelings towards you?

 Sam’s hand cautiously reached out towards your face, intently watching you as he touched a loose strand of your hair. He twisted it around, playing with it for a moment before tucking it behind your ear. Your heart skipped a beat as he murmured, “And that’s the problem, [Y/N]. All you see between us is just a friendship.”

 It completely shocked you that Sam actually believed you didn’t feel attracted to him. Has he never noticed that you sometimes stare at him a little too long while he’s cracking one of his adorable smiles? Has he never seen the blush creep up on your cheeks every time he would call you a cute pet name? Surely he could hear your pulse from where he was standing every time any physical contact was made. As these thoughts raced through your mind and you looked him in the eye, you saw that he truly was left in the dark about your feelings towards him.

 Deciding that actions speak louder than words, you swiftly leaned forward without warning, and placed your lips against his. Astonishingly, he responded without hesitation, his mouth in sync with yours. You felt like your heart was going to rip out of your chest as the kiss deepened, growing more and more passionate by the second. Tugging on the collar of his shirt to bring him closer, you caught the scent of his cologne, a slightly spicy smell that you could never get enough of. 

 Both of you break away from each other for air, only pausing for a few seconds before going right back to kissing Sam. Although this time, the two of you sat up from the desk, slowly making your way to your bed. Surprisingly, you got there smoother than expected, not even having to break the kiss.

 Sam pushed you gently onto the bed, your back softly hitting the mattress. He laid on top of you, the sensation of his body hovering over you made you overwhelmingly dizzy. Your breath hitched as his lips found his was across your jaw and down towards your neck. Your hands roamed across his chest as you moaned faintly once Sam had kissed the sweet spot on your neck. You felt the heat rise up in your cheeks as you realized you made that sound, and you could only hope that he didn’t hear that. Unfortunately, you could feel a smirk being pressed up against your neck, which confirmed he did indeed hear you.

 Just as he was about to tease you about it, you heard your bedroom door creak open, followed by a, “Whoa, what the hell guys?!”

 Sam hurriedly pushed himself from you, now sitting next to you in bed. Your jaw dropped as you saw Nathan standing at your door frame, a look of horror on his face, his eyes as wide as saucers. “There’s nothing going on!” You exclaimed, trying to diffuse this whole rather awkward situation. Looking next to you at Sam for some help, he seemed to be rather amused by this, pretending to have to cough while in reality, he was actually laughing. 

 Swinging your head back to Nate, trying to think of something to change the subject, you saw Sam in the corner of your eye lean in towards you. He was so close you could feel his breath against your ear, sending chills throughout your whole body. “More like there’s something going off.” He whispered in your ear teasingly, as you felt his hands brush up against the hem of your shirt. You placed both of your hands on his chest and gave him a gentle push. Giving you one last smug look, he turned his head towards Nathan.

 “So, what did you need help with little brother?” Sam inquired him while scooting off the edge of your bed, acting like nothing had ever happened. 

 “I just needed help with laying out our sleeping bags until I found you and [Y/N]-”

 “Okay, and we’re going now,” Sam said, cutting off Nate’s previous sentence, much to your relief. You watched as he ushered Nathan out of the room, starting to swing the door close. Before he could do that though, he looked over his shoulder, giving you a wink while saying, “See you in a few, Princess,” and with that, he closed the door, leaving you a flustered and blushing mess.

The Castlevania series, summarized in one sentence each
  • Castlevania: Go kill Dracula.
  • Simon's Quest: ["Pick up the pieces" by Average White Band begins playing]
  • Vampire Killer: Go kill Dracula's portrait painting.
  • Haunted Castle: Go kill Dracula because god dammit I just got married and it's a good thing I had this leather kilt and chain whip under my tuxedo.
  • The Castlevania Adventure: Go kill Dracula while wearing soggy boots.
  • Castlevania III: Invoke the power of friendship, but not more than once at a time.
  • Super Castlevania IV: Guess what? Dracula still needs killin', so get to it, buster! And don't spend too much time playing with the whip because you're on the clock. Chop chop!
  • Belmont's Revenge: Go kill Dracula and probably also your son because vampire hunter parenting is hard.
  • Rondo of Blood: Go kill Dracula as a 13-year-old girl, with doves and a cat, then tell him how disappointed you are and how big a meanie he is.
  • Dracula XX: It's way harder and you can't be a 13-year-old girl and throw cats at Dracula anymore but some people still like it, for....some reason?
  • Bloodlines: Go kill Bram Stoker's Dracula because there obviously can't have been more than one version of the story and they must all be connected, _riiiiiiight_?
  • Symphony of the Night: Who's the black magic priest that's a rez-machine to all the vamps? SHAFT! (You're damn right.)
  • Legends: Go kill Dracula and then have a baby with his son, so that baby can grow up to also kill Dracula (until you get written out of the timeline).
  • Castlevania 64: You're a Belmont except you're not, but you still act like a Belmont except when you don't, and also a little girl can go kill Dracula if you really want.
  • Legacy of Darkness: Aaaoooooo, Werewolves of London.
  • Chronicles: Go kill Dracula, now with leather fetish gear and rockin' red-pink hairdo.
  • Circle of the Moon: _Waaaahhhh_ I wanted the whip but you got it instead, not that it matters because Igarashi pretends none of this ever happened.
  • Harmony of Dissonance: We really, really just wanted to make Simon's Quest and Symphony of the Night again, and Igarashi has this weird thing about furniture.
  • Aria of Sorrow: YOUR SOUL IS MINE. [Mortal Kombat theme begins playing]
  • Lament of Innocence: So it turns out that generations of Belmonts have all essentially been wielding this one guy's dead wife for a thousand years or so, and nobody thought to question this until now? (also NATHAN SPENCER IS A BELMONT HEADCANON CONFIRMED)
  • Dawn of Sorrow: I'm Dracula! No, *I'm* Dracula! No, *neither* of you are Dracula now get in the car or nobody gets any ice cream!
  • Curse of Darkness: Y'know how Dracula has a huge army at his disposal? Go play as the guy that made those armies except he's not a bad guy anymore because reasons. Also more leather fetish stuff, because I guess someone enjoyed it the last couple times?
  • Order of Shadows: An obscure relative of the Belmont Clan goes and does the usual Belmont thing because for some reason people wanted to kill Dracula on a Java phone.
  • Portrait of Ruin: Go kill this other guy that isn't Dracula while a know-it-all schoolgirl tags along and slaps people with encyclopedias and sometimes turns you into a frog.
  • Portrait of Ruin alternative joke: Go kill not-Dracula and his not-daughters with the POWER OF FRIENDSHIP.
  • Dracula X Chronicles: We finally get the good Dracula X in English, except you have to play through a weird remake of it to unlock the good stuff.
  • Order of Ecclesia: Go kill Dracula by resurrecting Dracula with the thing that's supposed to kill Dracula, then using the thing that's supposed to resurrect Dracula to kill yourself in order to kill Dracula, then your best friend who's been trying to kill you the whole time takes the bullet because he secretly just wants to see you smile for him.
  • Judgment: Our timelines are completely fucked up, so let's fuck them up even more by having the personification of time summon a bunch of random Belmonts and make them fight each other.
  • Adventure Rebirth: We're so sorry that the Game Boy one sucked so much, so here's an apology...about 19 years later.
  • Castlevania Puzzle: People really wanted Symphony of the Night on phones, so we took Super Puzzle Fighter 2 Turbo and threw Alucard into it because iPhone users won't care.
  • Harmony of Despair: Left 4 Dead is really popular guys, and people really want a high-def Castlevania game, so let's take the DS games, throw co-op into them, and let the player zoom out to see the whole castle at once because that's not totally unplayable or anything.
  • Lords of Shadow: God of Whip: Chains of Belmont.
  • Lords of Shadow alt joke: What a horrible night to have a quick-time event.
  • Lords of Shadow alt-alt joke: A glorious waste of Sir Patrick Stewart, and oops I guess you're actually Dracula.
  • Mirror of Fate: People really wanted another classic-style Castlevania so we said "to hell with them" and made the one nobody liked into a 2D game like nobody could tell the difference.
  • Lords of Shadow 2: Castlevania and Metal Gear had a baby and this is exactly why inbreeding is illegal in most states.
  • Resurrection: We really wish Sonya Belmont was canon, guys. Also another Belmont with a gun.
  • Kid Dracula: Go kill Dracula. Oh wait, YOU'RE Dracula. Go kill Galamoth.
  • Wai Wai World: A superhero, a scantily clad robot girl, a samurai, a pipe-wielding ninja bandit, a Moai head, King Kong, and Mikey from The Goonies join Simon Belmont to go kill...uh...something?
  • Wai Wai World 2: Simon Belmont joins a machine-gun-wielding mercenary and a baby (among others) to go kill more shit.
Two Nights Stand Part 4

Summary: (Modern Au) After a bad breakup, your roommate insists that you need to a one night stand to end your dry spell. Following her advice, you have a bad one night stand with Bucky Barnes, but what happened when you are forced to spend time with him?

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1617

Warnings: This is vaguely inspired by a movie of the same name. In the future, the series will be having smut so be warned. This chapther has talking about cheating.

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta.

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“Do you want to play 20 questions?” He laughs while stealing your m&m’s. “How old are we? Sixteen?” He says playful, taking a sip of his beer “Come on, Bucky. We are stuck in here and we have nothing else to do. Is there any better way to get to know each other?”

“Fine, but I go first, princess. What do you do for a living?” You look at him, you didn’t know that he would ask serious questions. You were imagining he would ask fun ones, definitely related to sex ones.

 “I work for a law firm, it’s a really boring job but it pays the bills.” You answer smiling at him before you can make your own question he asks you again.  “And what would you like to do for living? You look like someone who would like to be a writer or a doctor.”

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Before they were Foxes

Inspired by this post:  What if Neil’s mom had not only stolen Neil away on that night (you know the one i’m talking about), but also Kevin?

Prompt: Kevin asks Neil Nathaniel to take him along when Nathaniel and Mary Hatford run away.

Characters: Nathaniel Wesninski (Neil Josten) and Kevin Day

Word Count: 1,162

Note: You can find this currently being posted as a full blown fic on ao3 under the title, For the Love of the Game.

“You’re leaving." 

Nathaniel turned slightly to find Kevin standing behind him, fist closed tight around the handle of his racket. Kevin was wearing his Raven’s jersey without armor, and he looked like he was drowning in it. 

Nathaniel envied that Kevin and Riko were Ravens without being Ravens. They were far too young to be on the team, but they had their own jerseys, their own room at the Nest. They would have Exy for life, would play for an undefeated team, and Nathaniel had just played his last ever scrimmage with them this afternoon. Nathaniel was sick with the unfairness of it. 

Poking out from beneath the black collar of Kevin’s jersey were yellowing bruises. They weren’t Exy bruises. If Nathaniel looked closely, they look remarkably like fingers. He was all-too aware of what it felt like when those bruises made their first acquaintance with his skin. Nathan Wesninski was never gentle, and he found rage in himself daily to want to strangle the life out of Nathaniel. The bruises were peculiar on Kevin, however. Nathaniel couldn’t think of what situation could possibly have lead to a hand wrapped around Kevin’s throat. 

Nathaniel didn’t reply, but they both knew the answer. Kevin nodded knowingly. There was a grim set to his mouth and a dead look in his eye. Nathaniel was all too familiar with that expression. 

"We were supposed to be Court." 

The phrase set Nathaniel’s heart jack hammering. Coming from Kevin Day, a promise of Court meant something. Even though they were children in Little Leagues. There was a new ache in his chest as Nathaniel thought about the extent of all he was losing. High school, University, Pros, Court. It wasn’t fair. 

It didn’t matter. Couldn’t matter. Nathaniel loved Exy more than he knew how to describe, wanted the future Kevin saw for him in it more than he could imagine was possibly healthy, but he loved living more. And life with Nathan Wesninski was not living. 

 Kevin and Riko would make it to Court. They were too good not to. That had to be enough for Nathaniel. It would hurt, watching them from motel room TVs and knowing he could have been right there with them, but at least Nathaniel would be alive. He swallowed back his endless wanting long enough to answer. "You still will." 

If possible, Kevin gripped his racket even more possessively, but he didn’t look reassured by Nathaniel’s sentiment. His shoulders sagged a little, and for a moment Nathaniel thought he saw the shine of tears in Kevin’s eyes. There was no hope on Kevin’s face. No excitement at the thought of Court or the fame speckled life that was undoubtedly his future. Very slowly, Kevin reached up and touched the black 2 on his cheekbone. Nathaniel couldn’t help but think of the matching 1 on Riko Moriyama’s face. They were too young for tattoos, but the sharpie marks never faded. Neil had watched them trace over each other’s numbers twice already during his short stay at Evermore. Only this time, Kevin wasn’t smiling pridefully at Riko or Tetsuji Moriyama. Kevin looked destroyed. For a boy so young and with so much promise, Kevin looked an awful lot like he was waiting to die. 

"It won’t matter.” Kevin had a longing in his voice Nathaniel knew like the back of his hand. It matched his own perfectly. It shocked Nathaniel to realize just how similar they might be. “I will always be second best. And I will never be free." 

Kevin’s hand traveled down to the bruises lining his throat. Nathaniel said nothing. He wasn’t sure there was anything to say to comfort the older boy, and he didn’t understand what Kevin meant. Riko and Kevin were best friends. Brothers. Family. How could Kevin possibly not be free?

Nathaniel let the pieces click into place in his mind: Kaleigh Day dead, the numbers marking Kevin and Riko’s cheeks, Riko always having the last word, Coach Moriyama’s undefeated record, the cruel set to both Moriyama mouths. 

The weight of the realization hit Nathaniel like a freight train, and suddenly he didn’t envy Kevin quite so much. They really were the same. Child prisoners made to fit a mold, to make themselves useful or suffer the agonizing consequences. Nathaniel hated himself for being relieved that he wasn’t the only one suffering. 

Nathaniel didn’t trust his voice not to betray him, so he stayed silent. They stood in silence for several long moments before Kevin spoke again. "Could I come with you?" 

Nathaniel’s eyes widened. Kevin glanced at the dufflebag Nathaniel had stuffed with all his Exy gear, the tennis shoes on his feet that were braced for flight. Kevin’s eyes were calculating, but approving. He didn’t know that Nathaniel’s mother, Mary Hatford, would more than likely make Nathaniel throw all of his most prized possessions, every piece of his Exy gear, away as pieces of a life he was no longer allowed to have if he wanted to survive.  

 "You might never play again.” Nathaniel told him, and hated that he had to say it. He didn’t want Kevin Day to think Nathaniel would willing give up Exy. That was too big a sin for Kevin to comprehend or accept. 

Kevin stared at him, a hint of his normal arrogant, angry expression on his face. “I will play, and so will you. Even if we must only play in secret.”

It was all Nathaniel needed to hear. His heart was an Exy ball slamming against the court wall. With Kevin by his side, he didn’t have to give up Exy; at least not completely. Kevin was single minded in his veracious pursuit of being the best, and he would always find a way to improve. Kevin would practice and he would invent new drills and he would continue to be the best, no matter what the number staining his cheekbone implied. And Nathaniel would be right next to him, absorbing everything.  

Nathaniel nodded, mind already racing with ways to make it work. His mother would fight tooth and nail to leave Kevin behind, but if they held fast he believed in the end she would take Kevin too just for the sake of not losing anymore time. “Do you need to take anything else?" 

Kevin shook his head, holding up his racket and gesturing to the dufflebag slung at his side. Nathaniel hadn’t notice it before. There was a rush of blood through his body at the realization that Kevin had always intended to leave with him. He’d chosen Nathaniel and freedom over Riko and fame. 

"No.” Kevin affirmed, sounding significantly more alive with the promise of leaving Evermore behind. If Neil hadn’t seen the bruises, if they hadn’t watched his father cut a man to pieces just hours ago, he wouldn’t have understood. But he had, and he did, so he simply nodded and slung his own bag over his shoulder. 

“Then let’s go." 

For everyone who hates Nathan Prescott

I saw a post like this that made the whole Nathan sub fandom look like maniacs so I thought I’d do a little response. I’m not going to argue with anyone who disagrees with me because that isn’t my personality. I’m just sticking up for people who like Nathan because we get so much hate. First off, nobody in life is strange is perfect. It is VERY hypocritical to say that if someone ships one ship they are horrible and disgusting, when your ship could be called toxic too. Just maybe not in the same way. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stress this part enough, JUST BECAUSE YOU LIKE A CHARACTER DOESNT MEAN YOU HAVE TO APPROVE OF ALL THEIR ACTIONS. Some people have a really hard time with this. I haven’t heard one person in the Nathan sub fandom say that he’s done nothing wrong. He has fucked up. A bunch. That’s what makes him interesting though. He’s very complex. That’s why we like him. Another thing I’ve noticed is people get trigggered when they see fanart about him. Seriously? It’s fanart. You should focus more on the talent and effort put into it. If I said anything more we’d be here all day. I do have a message though for people going out of their way to show hate for Nathan. Read a book. Watch a show. Compliment someone. Do whatever the fuck you want, but don’t waste your time purposely making people upset. It’s not worth it. Yes I know I’ll have someone say “I’m just sharing my opinion fuck you!!” If you’re sharing your opinion that’s fine, just don’t tag it under the Nathan’s tags please. Thanks for reading and I hope you can understand my point of view on this. Also a huge fucking thank you because I have over 100 followers now!! It means the world and beyond! ;)

To the Fiery End » Rafe Adler

Request: Would it be alright for me to request a Rafe Adler x Reader? Something like the shy, quiet Reader has been a friend of Rafe’s for quite some time? And she tries her best cheer him up & reassure him that he’ll find the treasure? And then maybe have her (try to) go rescue him, after finding out Nadine purposefully left him on the ship? And it’s then that she admits she’s in love with him, in hopes that he’ll stop fighting Nate, help him help Sam, so they then can all escape from the ship? Thanks!

Pairing: Rafe Adler 

Fandom: Uncharted

Words:  4007

Warning(s): Spoilers 

A/N: Also, I purposefully changed the ending of the request. Sorry not sorry! Don’t be afraid to tell me what you think! I honestly love reading your guy’s feedback! c: 

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Hard to Find

Summary: True love is hard to find, but Jensen Ackles may have stumbled upon it at a bed & breakfast in a small, Kansas town.

Part Six: Let Me Down Easy
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader
Word Count: 2500
Warnings: None.

A/N: Song they dance to is linked at that part, for your imagination convenience. Also, I’m thinking I might have missed someone in the tags?? If I missed you or you want to be added/removed, let me know!

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Still In Love With You || Cameron Dallas

UNDER READ MORE BECAUSE OF LENGTH

A/N: Hi, loves! Here’s a new little fan fic/imagine. I say little but it’s actually forever long. Since it takes place on a week long trip, I’m thinking I’ll write more parts. Keep in mind everyone is in college/university and are around twenty-one. I apologize again for any grammatical or spelling errors - I’m still writing on my iPad. I hope you all enjoy! XX

WARNING: FEELS (don’t say I didn’t warn you).

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Hard to Find

Summary: True love is hard to find, but Jensen Ackles may have stumbled upon it at a bed & breakfast in a small, Kansas town.

Part Nine: Something to Lose
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader
Word Count: 2270 
Warnings: Implied smut.

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Storm or Fire

because someone (not to name names but it was @romanempirc) mentioned that there aren’t enough PJO/The 100 crossovers, and i thought, hey, i can help fix that. also gonna tag some others who expressed interest in the idea: @itwontsurvivemee @fiendfyring @zoemonvroe

anyway, this is the Bellarke version of the Percabeth reunion. you know the one.

Rated: General Audiences
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“You do realize that pacing the deck won’t get you down there any faster, right?”

Startled, Bellamy turned his head to make eye contact with his friend, smiling ruefully even as his grip tightened briefly on the railing and his free hand instinctively drifted to his pocket. “I know that, or at least my brain does. But I just — she’s — it’s been months. And now I’m about to see her again, and I’m not sure how much she remembers, let alone if she even remembers me, and I don’t know what I’ll do if she doesn’t, but —”

Hey.” Harper laid a gentle hand over his on the railing, lacing her tone with calming charmspeak. “Everything’s going to be fine.

Bellamy believed her for a second, not that he had much of a choice.

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anonymous asked:

How does Niall having photos of the Eagles in his living room have anything to do with them signing with Azoff? It's bizarre. He has always expressed that he has been a fan of Eagles so this really means nothing. And don't answer me with are you threatened because I am not, I am a firm believer of Harry and Louis relationship but somethings are just taken out of context one of them being this.

PATTERNS PATTERNS PATTERNS PATTERNS PATTERNS.

They know about the fandom discourse, they have proved it 456 times that they know about what we talk about. They know we are on the “edge-ish” waiting for what the new year brings. The issue is not with him having Eagles in his room, it is him posting something so blatantly obvious on Dec 31st 2014 of all days. Not the couch or the other part of his room where his guitars are. Yes, that is his normal M.O. Now he posted the Eagles. It can be a huge ass coincidence. Sure. But you cannot ignore the patterns.

This speculation has been going on for a long time:

Most important Azoff moments in 2014

Jan 1: Harry having dinner with Cameron, Irving and Jeff Azoff at Craig’s in LA.

Jan 11: Harry with Shelli Azoff and Jared Leto at a formal event

Late January: Harry posing with a Jared Leto - Allison McGregor cake. Jeff Azoff commenting on it: This better end up on someone’s birthday cake. REMEMBER THIS ONE. WILL BECOME IMPORTANT LATER.

March 6-11: Liam and Louis in LA (supposedly meeting the Azoffs too)

March 12: Harry posing with the Azoffs and papped at Craig’s restaurant.

May 17: Harry out golfing with Jeff Azoff

Aug 6: One Direction leaves a video message for Chelsea Handler (Azoff client) and apologizes for not being able to attend her show.

Aug 19: Azoff client Nathan Followill from Kings of Leon posing for a pic with Harry (and supposedly Harry stayed at his house too)

Aug 22: Harry nominating Irving Azoff for the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge

Aug 27: Niall attending an Azoff client party

Aug 28: Gemma follows Irving and Cameron Azoff on Twitter (or this is the day we realized it)

Sept 8: Anne starts following Jaye Azoff on Instagram

Sept 10: Anne posts Instagram picture with Shelli Azoff (Irving Azoff’s wife)

Sept 11-12: both Irving and Jeff Azoff are at the LA 1 and 2 and  concerts

Sept 12: Gemma posted a picture with Lou Teasdale and Jeff Azoff on Instagram

Sept 13: Jeff Azoff attending LA 3 concert 

Sept 14: Harry and Erin Foster having lunch with Jeff Azoff.

Sept 24: Cameron Azoff posts a picture on Instagram which Harry comments on and then he replies: “It’s Louis”

Sept 27Tumblr account Hersherome is createdposting yet unseen pictures of Harry and family (or 1D) with the Azoffs. One of them is One Direction posing with Irving Azoff’s wife Shelli backstage during WWA tour. HIS IS HUGE. The first time the entire One Direction band is connected to an Azoff other than CAA.

Sept 28: Bill Werde, the music journalist quoted Azoff about 1D on twitter.

Sept 29: Bill Werde, the music journalist who quoted Azoff about 1D recently favorites a tweet about Azoff taking over One Direction. 

Oct 2:Zayn started following the Chelsea Lately show on twitter, hosted by Chelsea Handler. Chelsea is a client of Azoff’s 

Oct 5: The IG user ma_rose57 (Mitch Rose from CAA) posts a picture from the last One Direction concert for the Where we are tour and tags jefezoff (Jeff Azoff, CAA) as well as allilocker (Allison-McGero-Locker, CAA). All of their accounts are private. Original post.

Oct 6: Louis Tomlinson followsDanny DeVitoon twitter, who happens to live in the same street as Irving Azoff according tothis link. EDIT: Later on it turned out that Danny is also featuring in the Steal My Girl music video, so this follow can be a non-Azoff follow.

Oct 16: Louis follows Kings Of Leon’s account on Twitter. KOL is an Azoff client.

Oct 17: the first (un)official rumors about a massive change around 1D. Note that the insider giving the information was very much aware of how Modest does a crappy job. There is confirmation of the existence of the rumors about the massive change from other sources too. No information about the nature of these rumors.

The rumor was worded like this: “I just found out something about One Direction that I wish I could tell you but I can’t, all I can say is this: you’re going to love it and it’s not related to the album. You can tell people something big is happening but I can’t give you any more details.”

Nov 24: Louis does some soft promo for Meghan Trainor - Azoff client.

Nov 29: Harry attends a Fleetwood Mac concert in L.A. using the badge with an alias Hershel Azoff. Fleetwood Mac is represented by Irving AzoffEDIT: Right after spending all his time with the Azoffs and attending 2 events of the Azoffs, Harry flies back to the UK. He was there for like 2 days. Thst good friends or that important business?

Dec 8: Some interesting tweets from Italy. Speculation made over Modest contracts:

Okay people, time to polish my tin hat again for some Azoff talk.

I firmly believe that Marco Morini, head of Team World, has an exclusive contract with Modest that includes exclusive access, events, concerts, and ticket sales. Whatever the boys do in Italy, Morini plans and manages the events, and no one has that kind of access - or any kind of access at all - to the boys. I’d say that I’m about 90% sure about that. Keep this in mind.

That being Today Marco Morini, head of Team World, replied to a fan, on Twitter, who had asked him if the rumors according to which the boys would come back to Italy for five tour dates was true. He said: “At the current state of things, we are not planning to add dates in Italy for the OTRA tour 2015.”

Then, to another fan that had asked him, “But… do you hate us now?” he replied

Let’s just say that, with yesterday[’s event], a cycle was over. Everything in its own time. :*

These tweets, obviously, made me think. If he really does have an exclusive contract (looks like so) with M!M, is it possible that they can’t plan new tour dates because there is going to be a management takeover and he has no contracts with the new team yet?

Two possibilities that I can think of:

  • He’s a lying. I don’t trust him and I don’t trust his company; I wouldn’t be surprised if he was lying and then an announcement came on Dec 18 or later.
  • My hyphotesis on the contracts is right, and at the “current state of things” he doesn’t have a contract with the new management team, hence why they can’t plan new tour dates in Italy.

The second reply in particular made me raise an eyebrow. A cycle is over? 

Let’s see what happens in the next days. Please keep in mind that this is all speculation and that I may be wrong. I don’t like him or his team, and he first possibility - him lying for some reason - is plausible. Still, he’s being cryptic. A cycle is over.

I have been told that concerts and tickets are not his business. Just to be fair I thought I should tell you. :)

Dec 11: During the BBC Music Awards before One Direction came on stage there was a video snippet where other bands talked about them. The first one was Mich Fleetwood from Fleetwood Mac. Represented by Irving Azoff. Coincidence? Could be.

Dec 12: Harry followed Meghan Trainor on twitter. Meghan is a client of Jeff Azoff’s.

Dec 20: Niall, Jeff Azoff, Glenne (Jeff’s gf) and Nadine Leopold leaving the SNL after party together. This is the first time Niall is with Jeff publicly.

Jealousy, a Half Bad fanfic

Summary: What happens when Gabriel is being an insecure idiot (Nathan’s words, not mine) and he gets jealous over Annalise. High school AU. Smut.

Warnings: didn’t you read it above? Smut. Rating E.

Comments: SO MANY. Here I’ll just say this: I can now proudly self-proclaim the First Author of Smut of this fandom. What a day to be alive. More comments to come after dinner in a separate post, if you care ;) Have the smut while I cook.

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Nate Maloley Imagine: Kissin On My Tattoos.

Hello my name is Carly. So I wanted to request an imagine if that’s okay.. The story I had in mind was you and Nate have a long distance relationship while he’s in LA she thinks he’s cheating then while in her car the song kissin on my tattoos comes on and later that night nate tells her that she is the only one he wants kissin on his tattoos you can add more details but I think that would be kinda cute……

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Warning: Includes a super sweet Nathan Maloley and may cause extreme feels.

Key: (R/TN) = Random Twitter Name

       (Y/T/N) = Your Twitter Name

Y/N’s POV:

It’s never easy dating a growing celebrity, especially an attractive, male, up and coming rapper like Nate Maloley. Yes, I am blessed enough to have such an amazing, talented, caring, kind, and of course attractive, boyfriend. Believe me, I never forget how attractive he is, especially, when the girls he is constantly surrounded by point it out. Sometimes it’s so hard to look at some of the pictures he takes with fans. I know most of them are innocent but, sometimes I wonder if he’s ever tried to get with one of them. They’re all so beautiful, and they’re prettier than I am for sure. I even wonder sometimes, why Nate hasn’t left me already for one of the gorgeous fans he meets.

For the past 2 months, Nate and I have been in a long distance relationship. We’ve been together for a year, but when he decided he wanted to spend more time in LA to expand his career, there wasn’t anything I could do to stop him. Of course I wanted to be there with him, and I would be soon, but I had to finish school here first. I had one more month to go and then I could go out to LA to be with him again. Although he was beyond upset, Nate totally understood that I couldn’t drop everything I’ve been working so hard for, just to go to LA. 

After I woke up, I got ready for my day. After showering, brushing my teeth, doing my hair and makeup, and getting dressed, I sat down to eat my breakfast. I picked up my phone, went on twitter, and searched skatemaloley on twitter, something I caught myself doing often since Nate left. I would look through the pictures Nate took with girls and compare myself to them. I knew it wasn’t healthy, but in some weird way, it was addicting. 

As I was scrolling through I saw a picture posted by one of Nate’s fans. His arms were wrapped around her waist and his face was nuzzled in her neck. They definitely were too close for my liking. I tried to blow it off as an innocent photo but then I started seeing all these tweets about the photo and toward Nate and the girl in the photo. 

(R/T/N): OMG!! @_bethhh_ You are so lucky! You guys look like a legit couple!

(R/T/N): How was at the after party you guys @_bethhh_  @skatemaloley ;) 

(R/T/N): How steamy did things get afterwards ;) @_bethhh_ @skatemaloley ;) 

The more I read the tweets the more my anxiety kicked in. Nate wouldn’t cheat on me…would he? I decided to close out of twitter, finish my breakfast, and give Nate a call.

It felt like the phone didn’t even ring when Nate answered.

“Hey Lil Mama.” His phone floated through the phone. 

“Hey babe!” I said smiling, trying to sound cheerful. I didn’t want to lead Nate into thinking anything was wrong just in case I was being paranoid.

“What’s up?” Nate asked.

“Oh nothing. I was just eating breakfast and thinking about you.” I said as I giggled.

He laughed, “I was thinking about you too baby. I miss you so much (y/n). He said, his tone getting sadder toward the end. 

It made my heart hurt to hear him sound sad. Maybe I was being crazy, he loved me way too much to even think about cheating on me…i hope.

“I miss you too baby. I can’t wait to be with you again. Only one more month and we will be together.” I said to him reassuringly.

“I wish it could be sooner.” Nate said, sounding a little happier than before.

“Me too babe, me too.” I replied.

“I’m glad you called (y/n), but I have to go to a stupid meeting. I’ll call you later tonight?” Nate said to me sounding annoyed and disappointed.

“Sounds good Nate, I love you, good byeee.” I said dragging out the “bye” in a flirtatious manner. He loves when I do that.

“I’ll talk to you later lil mama, I love you too.” He said, hanging up the phone. 

It wasn’t long before my mind started filling with questions. Was he really going to a meeting? Did I hear a girl in the background? Was his “I love you” real? All the questions flooded my mind and made me sick to my stomach. I decided I would tweet and then just relax. Tweeting usually helped soothe my worries, it was sort of an escape for me in a way.

(Y/T/N): I know I shouldn’t, but sometimes I have to wonder if he loves me.

(Y/T/N): I just have to know, who’s that girl…

It wasn’t long before my twitter started blowing up with RT’s and Favorites. I also got some replies to my tweet. Most of them were from Nate’s fans who knew I liked to write poetry and just assumed they were sneak-peaks of poems I was writing. However; I did get the occasional hate filled tweet. 

(R/T/N): Omg @_bethhh_ @(Y/T/N) is indirecting you and Nate, jealous much? 

(R/T/N): Haha at the indirect tweets from @(Y/T/N) about @_bethhh_ and Skate are hilarious.

@_bethhh_: @(R/T/N), maybe she’s realized someone can take her man.

The last tweet really through me over the edge. Of course Nate wasn’t tagged in any of them, because the fans would never insult me if they knew Nate would see, but I know Nate has my tweet notifications on so he’ll see my reply to the girls at some point and see how they’re acting.

(Y/T/N): Not tagging anyone, you know who you are, but no I’m not jealous and no one is taking my man. Just writing some poetry my loves.

After I tweeted that, I just sat around my house and waited for Nate’s call later. I was getting pretty hungry and the food in my house wasn’t very appealing so I decided to drive to chipotle and get some lunch. When I got in the car, the song “Kissin On My Tattoos” by August Aslina came on. I love that song so much. It always reminds me of Nate and Nate would always play it for me. That inspired another tweet from me. I pulled out my phone and went on twitter.

(Y/T/N): Really though…he only wants one girl kissin’ on his tattoos. ;)

That tweet really made my phone blow up. The fans that ship me and Nate were loving it like crazy. It made those few girls shut up for a bit. I picked up my lunch, went back home, and decided to sit on my couch and watch some T.V. 

Nate’s POV

That meeting felt like it dragged on forever but I was finally out. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to call (y/n/) and I saw I had tons of twitter notifications. I saw the things (y/n) tweeted and I was really confused. Did she think I was cheating on her with that Beth girl? That was some random girl who asked for a staged photo. Why was she trying to act like we were a couple, or that I cheated on (y/n) with her?

I decided I would tweet something and then call (y/n).

skatemaloley: cant love anyone else like I love my baby…@(Y/T/N).

skatemaloley: Still much love for the fans though…wouldn’t be where I am without you. <3 

I knew the fans would be shocked because I was never one to tweet about my relationship or put my business out there but I felt like it needed to be done. I clicked on (y/n)’s name in my phone and called her.

“Babeee” she answered in a cheerful voice. She was probably napping.

“Hi baby. Did I wake you?” I asked her.

“I was dozing off but it’s okay because I’ve been waiting for your call all afternoon” she replied. That made me smile. I loved that she waited up for me.

“ I saw your tweets babe” I said, wanting to get right to the point.

“Oh, you saw those? Yeah I’m working on some new poems and-” she said before I cut her off.

“ I know they’re about that picture with the fan baby. I wanna clear things up with you. I don’t want you thinking I have eyes on anyone else but you.” I said to her.

She hesitated a bit. It was an eerie silence. I could tell she was embarrassed or upset. “I just, you guys looked so close in that picture. You looked like a real couple, it made me nervous and-” she said to me. I cut her off again so I could explain.

“(Y/N), you should know I only have eyes for you and I will only ever have eyes for you. You’re my everything and I would never do anything that would compromise our relationship. You mean more to me than I could ever even put into words” I said to her.

“Awe Nate” she said back to me in a cooing tone.

“That one tweet was true though” I said smirking, even though she couldn’t see me.

“Which one?” She asked nervously.

“You are for sure the only person I want kissing on my tattoos” I said to her in a seductive tone.

She giggled at me and said, “Yeah, I assumed that.”

I heard her yawn and could tell she was tired. It was getting late for her anyway and she had classes the next day. “I’m gonna let you get some sleep baby” I said to her.

“Okay. That sounds good. Call me in the morning?” She asked.

“Of course lil mama. I love you, sleep tight” I whispered into the phone. She loves when I whisper to her. She finds it soothing.

“Goodnight babe. I love you too” She said. I felt like I could see her smile in that moment. Her beautiful smile that I fell in love with when we first met. We both hung up our phones and I decided to tweet one more thing.

skatemaloley: Goodnight my angel…sleep tight beautiful…@(Y/T/N). <3

Y/N’s POV

I heard my phone go off telling me I had a notification. I looked down to see Nate’s tweet. I unlocked my phone, faved the tweet, retweeted it, and tweeted him back.

(Y/T/N): @skatemaloley <3

I plugged in my phone and laid in my bed. It was nice going to sleep knowing Nate really loved me and I really am the only girl he wants kissing on his tattoos.

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