i laughed a lot doin this

Lucas x dyslexic!reader 2

You were awoken by a sharp pain in your neck. The way the sore area felt when you ran your hand over it made you think that it was bruised. The room was mostly dark, which you were actually thankful for because bright lights probably wouldn’t do anything for your aching head. There was one light right in front of you that light up the room enough for you to make out what was around you, but it was still pretty faint. Once your eyes were able to focus more, you could tell that it was a computer. You pushed yourself off of the floor and walked over to it while you were desperately trying to remember what lead to you being here. One look a the locked computer screen was all you needed to jog your memory. The name Lucas jumped at you like warning sign, and you knew that you needed to get out of here. There were metal doors on either side of the room, neither of which looked inviting, but you had to chooses one of them before Lucas came back here. You dashed to one of the doors and opened it enough to see some sort of lab area, but quickly decided that way was a bad choice when you saw Lucas standing, thankfully with his back turned to you, down a small flight of stairs. Without hesitation you went to the other door and bolted as fast as you could. It was a good thing you left when you did because soon after you were past the metal walk way that lead to a mine like area you heard a very angry, “GOD DAMMIT!” signaling that Lucas just went to look for you.

You weren’t sure where you were going. You were just trying to get as much distance between you and Lucas as physically possible. It was going to be almost impossible to find your way out considering that you struggled with directs anyway and you haven’t even been trying to figure out the direction of the path you were taking, but wandering in a mine for a few days would be way better than being stuck with Lucas. Lucas by himself was bad news, so you couldn’t even imagine what Lucas with a lab would be like. You kept running until you reached a dead end. There was a blockade of some sort that was made out of logs. There was probably a way to break off a piece or squeeze through, but you weren’t sure if there would be enough time to do either before Lucas caught up with you. There was only seconds before Lucas found you, so you had to hide quickly. There was a small structure that was supposed to stop mine cars that went down the track, but it had a big empty space so there was no way that you’d be able to hide there. Suddenly, you spotted a large bolder right behind the structure in the caved in part of the tunnel. There was enough space between it and the rocks behind it that you were able to fit where Lucas shouldn’t be able to see you. You quickly climbed the rock pile and got yourself into position before working on calming down your breathing. This whole thing would be for naught if you let heavy breathing give away your hiding spot.

Soon the sound of rapid crunching could be heard as Lucas ran on the gravely pathway that lead to the area where you were. You did your best to quiet your breathing even more than you already were in an effort to make it almost soundless. The crunching of the gravel and the sound of Lucas cussing under his breath could be heard constantly for about five minutes as he looked around the area. You were about ready to throw up because you were sure that he would find you at any minute. A wave of relief washed over you when the sound of his steps went back towards the path and eventually disappeared, signaling to you that he was gone. You crawled out of your handing spot and brushed the dust off of yourself. Lucas might be gone for right now, but there was no telling when he would come back. There was one thing that you were sure of; you were NOT going to be here when he did. Looking at the area in more detail now that you weren’t as pressed for time, you noticed that there was a gap in the log blockade that was considerably bigger that the others. That was your ticket out of here! You went to the gap and started to push yourself through. All was going well. You were going to get through here, leave Lucas behind, go find Zoe and Mia, and…and…you were stuck.

You totally misjudged the width of the gap, and now you were stuck with half of your body on one side and the other half on the side you started on. “Okay…” You sigh to yourself in an effort to keep yourself calm. All you needed to do was wiggle around a little bit and you would eventually work your way the rest of the way through. “Well, I’ll be a sonava bitch! How’d ya suppose this happened?” An all too familiar drawl called from behind you. Crap! You were too occupied with getting yourself unstuck that you hadn’t even heard Lucas walk back up behind you. Not, that it would have mattered. You wouldn’t have been able to go anywhere anyways. “You caught me. Good for you.” You say in an extremely deadpan voice. Honestly, you should be more frightened right now, but your most prevalent feeling was regret for how stupid you were. Not to mention, even though Lucas had found you, you were still stuck and it would take him a bit to get you out of where you were. Sure, he could just kill you while you were immobile, but that seem a little too bland for him. He likes to have a lot of pizzaz to his murders.

“Soooooo~ What'cha doin’?” Lucas said in a smug sing song voice as he leaned his back against the blockade. “Really?” was all you felt like responding with. He let out a laugh that let you know that he thought this was one of the funniest things he had seen in awhile. “Wait! Wait! Hold on! I got the best idea!” he almost wheezed between laughs as he pushed himself off the blockade and started to head back up the path. “Don’t you go nowhere now.” he called back to you in a teasing tone before he left. Well, he gave you one instruction, so of course you were going to do the opposite. You wiggled used your hands to push as hard as you could, but it seemed liked you were going nowhere. You kept trying and trying until you actually started to ware yourself out. How did you keep getting yourself into these kind of situations? The next thing you knew, you heard Lucas walking up to you, shortly followed by him sitting down on your legs and something being placed on you. The slight clicking that you heard next let you know exactly what he was doing. “Are you really using me as a computer desk?” You question as you try to turn your neck enough to look at him, and failing horribly. “Yeah,” he started with a slight laugh before his tone turned extremely serious, “and I suggest that you don’t be movin’ around too much, ‘cus if you break my computer then it will NOT be good for your general wellbein’.”

After awhile and well after your legs had fallen asleep, he asked you a question. You decided to just answer it because you didn’t have anything else you were able to do at the moment. “Hey, how do you spell the words belief and ruffle?” He asked in a tone that was trying to sound innocent, but you knew better. “B-e-l-e-i-f and r-u-f-f-e-l. Why?” You respond. Lucas answered with another question. “You’re dyslexic, ain’t ya?” You were confused on how he could jump to a conclusion like that. Even though he was right, there was no way that simply spelling, or misspelling based on his response, a few words could tell him. Lucas picked up on your confusion, and gave you an explanation. “Back in the barn I noticed that you had trouble with numbers, and you also seemed to have trouble keepin’ your left n’ right straight. Just now you had trouble spellin’ some words. All I had'ta do was look up those symptoms and I got the answer. Ain’t the internet a wonderful thing?” He ended with a chuckle. You forgot that he was actually really smart, like engineering trophies in his room smart, because most of the time you just saw the eccentric guy that makes death traps side.

“Welp, suppose we better get'cha outta there. Can’t really play games with you all stuck and such.” Lucas sighed as he sat his computer a ways to the side and stood up. You suddenly felt a firm grasp on your hips and heard Lucas chuckle, “Parden the intrusion.” before you were being pulled towards him. Apparently you were more stuck than you thought because Lucas had to actually use one of his legs to push off of one of the logs. When he did manage to get you out, he was pulling so hard that it sent the two of you flying backwards. You landed in his lap and he caught himself on his elbows, thankful that he had his hoodie on so he didn’t cut them on the gravel floor. “Hello there.” Lucas said with a mischievous grin as you looked over to him. It was then that it occurred to you that this was only the second time that you had actually seen him in person, and you defiantly weren’t this close the first time. Your face started to get a red tint when you realized that you thought he was actually an attractive guy. That was something you never thought you would think about someone that sent you through death traps and kidnapped you. This new feeling was not okay, but you would have to try your hardest to remind yourself of that.

pete dunne { spiders }

   NOTE: Okay, so this is the Pete version.. And I hope it’s at least a little bit in character for him. I post this as a disclaimer now, I’ve only just recently fallen in love with / gotten into Pete Dunne, Tyler Bate and possibly Trent Seven, so I apologize now if they are badly OOC whenever I write them. This one is fluffy/sexy/ kinda snarky and funny? Here. Have a little comedy with your steamy fluff, lovies! – Amber.

Up next are most likely Baron & Finn.. And I’m already getting ideas for other scenarios I want to write so yay! Maybe this is me making a comeback after 5 years of not writing a single damn thing? I hope so, I’ve missed it.

    TAGGING: @alexablss because I luff you.. and @believe-that-001 because I also luff you.. And @littledeadrottinghood asked to be tagged, I’m assuming you meant anything I write dear? If you have specific persons of interest, let me know please? Anyway, if anyone else would like a tag, hit me up. It’s the least I can do since I do not do requests because I probably couldn’t do them properly.. Oh and also I wanna tag @bolieve-that because Pete Dunne was their vote in my little poll earlier! 

I couldn’t sleep to save my fucking life. And naturally, when I can’t sleep, I get up and go into the kitchen and make myself a sandwich. I’d put my earphones in, I was blasting Skid Row to drive out the otherwise deathly quiet of the apartment as I made my sandwich. Everything was going smoothly until suddenly, it wasn’t.

And it all started when I felt something fall off the ceiling above me and straight down the t shirt I was wearing.  "FUCK.“ I screamed the word and my first natural instinct was to shed my top and fling it towards the laundry room. Which would have been great if maybe the lights hadn’t come on?

Pete stood there, leaned sleepily against the doorway, watching me with a mixture of annoyance and amusement in those brilliant baby blue eyes. I shrieked again and turned away quickly, grabbing the first thing I could throw on to cover myself… And it only got more awkward when I realized that naturally, it was Pete’s United Kingdom Tournament t shirt.

He sucked in a breath and stepped into the kitchen. Our kitchen, just so you get a better idea, is an actual fucking joke in terms of space.. So when he stepped in, we were almost body to body. "The hell is wrong with you?”

“S-spider.” I managed to mumble while willing myself not to get lost in those damn eyes like a fool again. It happens a lot and it’s most of the reason I try to avoid being around him too long.. He’s just so… pretty?

I’ll go with pretty.

He snickered and I pouted up at him, lightly smacking at his chest. “Asshole. It fell down my shirt and it was fucking dark, okay? All I knew was that something was crawling between my titties and that shirt had to go.” I grumbled and he only started to laugh a little harder.

“Was ‘at so hard?”
“Makin an actual conversation with me. Ya seem to have no problem doin it with Bate or Seven.. Whenever I’m around, noticed ya leave or clam up.” Pete gave me this pout.

I felt something crawling on my foot and into his arms I went. Pete chuckled and sat me down on the kitchen counter, grabbing one of my magazines and rolling it up. Once he’d killed the spider, he threw it into the sink and ran water, letting it go down the drain.

“Hit the garbage disposal switch.”

He eyed me. “It’s already dead.”
“I don’t fucking care! That thing groped my titties!” I squealed as he only started to laugh all over again, only harder this time. He was turning red in the face he was laughing so damn hard and that only made me pout.. But the laughter stopped when he stepped back in front of me, standing between my legs.

His eyes flitted downward, staring at my lips for a few seconds and I found myself staring right back up at his and slowly licking mine as they tingled in anticipation. He was leaning in closer now, his hands on my bare thighs, fingers lazily trailing over the skin.

I found myself leaning in a little more too and putting my arms around his neck, my hand guiding his lips closer. My heart was hammering in my chest and the music I’d been deafening myself with was long forgotten as it played from the spot in which my phone sat on the counter beside me.  When I leaned in and upward, he lifted me slightly, his hands going to my ass and gripping, squeezing my ass through the fabric of my panties, making me whimper against his lips. And then he pulled me into a relentless and passionate kiss that had me completely melting against his body as I nipped hungrily at his lower lip, desperate for more. He sucked in a breath when he rubbed against me, purely on accident and I felt myself getting wetter with each and every second that passed.

His hands left my ass, going to my thighs again, disappearing up the hem of my shirt as he muttered into the kiss, “Every bit as satisfying as I thought it’d be.” and his hands traveled upward, squeezing my breasts together, making me suck in a breath. I broke the kiss to gape at him for a few seconds, the shock obvious on my face at his words. “You thought about doing that? To me?”

“I didn’t stutter.” he was closing the distance between our lips again, and I rubbed against him, my fingers tangling in his hair as I deepened the kiss even more. “ You’ve got one hell of a scream, woman.” he mused seconds later as I nipped at his lip and blurted out, “I can get louder.”

“That sounds like a challenge.” Pete’s hands were wandering downward again, cupping my soaked core through my panties, rubbing and groaning when his palm came away wet. “Fuck.”

“You kiss your mother with that mouth, Dunne?”
“No, but I kiss my girl with this mouth.. On her mouth..” and his lips ventured down as he tilted my head slightly, leaving my neck exposed to him, his lips moving ever so slowly over as he muttered against my skin.. “And on her neck…”

“So I’m your girl now?” I asked, biting my lip as I looked up at him when the kiss broke.
“Well I don’t wake up in the middle of the damned night to kill spiders for just anybody. And not everybody gets to wear my shirts..” Pete muttered against my lips, cocky smirk coming as he did so, his thumb grazing my lower lip and making it quiver as he stared into my eyes and added in a quieter tone, “If you want to be..”

“Oh, I very much want to be.”

From behind us, Trent and Tyler’s throats clearing had our heads snapping up and in the process, we butted heads and for a few seconds, we playfully glared at each other. Pete cleared his throat and smirked at his friends and I was blushing all over.

“Interrupting something?” Tyler asked, giving Pete a teasing and knowing smirk as his eyes went from me to Pete and then back again. “Finally.. You do something, you make a bloody move.”

“Oh for the love of God.. Not on the counter. We eat off that. Savages, both of you are bloody savages.” Trent teased us with a mischievious smirk as Pete flipped him off and scooped me off the counter, side stepping his friends.

“As a matter of fact, yes. She was thanking me.. Because I saved her from a spider.”

“Oh she was, was she?” Trent called out, but the door to Pete’s bedroom was already banging shut behind us…

Whisk Me Away

Update - hardly any of the tags work right now, but I’ll fix it later.

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request ;  Are you still taking requests? If so can I request an Usnavi x Fem!reader where she’s really insecure about her body and her stretch marks because she’s a little bit bigger? And Usnavi is all for it?

requested by ; anonymous

ft. benny

pairing ; usnavi x reader

words ; 737

warnings ; body insecurities, missing milky ways

You sat on the counter of the bodega, watching your boyfriend, Usnavi, bustle around, making sure everything was in stock. A small smile graced your lips as you noticed he fixed his cap for the fifth time in the last two minutes, a sure sign that something wasn’t quite going to plan. “Usnavi? You okay, babe?”

He spun on his heel and looked at you with wide eyes for a second, looking completely surprised to have heard your voice. “Huh? Oh, uh, yeah. Estoy bien. Genial, incluso. Just wondering where all the damn Milky Ways went─ Sonny! And that punk he keeps with him. What’s his name?”

“Pete,” you laughed.

“Pete! He’s obviously got something to do with it! Why I oughta!”

“Woah, woah, woah,” you jumped off the counter, walking over to the reddening Usnavi with a smile on your face, “chill out, baby. Chill out. You’re turning into a cartoon.” Your hands rested on his shoulders, your thumbs making small, soothing circles on the stressed muscle.

He pursed his lips, looking around the store before sighing and giving in to you. “I know, I know,” he started, “I just don’t think Pete is the best influence, y’know? He’s constantly causin’ trouble, an’ it makes me wonder if Sonny’s gonna start doin’ it, too.”

You shook your head, sliding your palms to cup his cheeks, “Baby, you gotta let Sonny be a kid. He really likes Pete, and you’ve gotta let him have his experiences,” leaning up, you placed a kiss on his lips, “and if Pete hurts Sonny in any way, the fucker has a lot comin’ to him, okay?”

Usnavi laughed, wrapping his arms around your waist and bringing you closer to his body, “Okay, okay. Besides that,” he smiled lovingly at you, “you look fantástico today. Simply beautiful.”

Blushing, you looked down and breathed out a giggle, “Thanks Usnavi. I’m great at hiding my insecurities, I’ll have you know.”

Quirking a brow, he cocked his head to the side a little and asked, “Insecurities? Baby, you’re absolutely beautiful, you’ve got nothing to be insecure about.”

Grimacing, you let out a sarcastic huff, “Have you gotten your eyes checked lately? I am a walking example of what not to be. I’ve got stretch marks on my stomach, I’m not skinny at all, and I’m just overall unattractive.”

“No, no, no,” Usnavi shook his head, tightening the grip he had on you, “who said I wanted skinny? Who said it mattered that you’ve got marks on your sides? It doesn’t, mi amor. You’re absolutely beautiful, and I will say that for the rest of my days to get you to believe it. You are the goddamn girl of my dreams, and I couldn’t picture a more amazing woman to hold and love and call my own.”

“Usnavi,” you smiled, hiding your forehead in his collarbone, “don’t lie like that, it’s not healthy.”

“No lie,” he laughed, “you’re amazing and beautiful and all of your imperfections make you even more perfect to me and I just, I really love you and hate to hear that you don’t like the body you have.”

“You know you’ve said amazing at least nine times, right?”

“Just tryin’ to emphasize my point, y/n,” he tilted your chin upward, looking at you with sparkling brown eyes filled to the brim with love, adoration, and admiration. Leaning down, he went to place a sweet kiss on your lips, but his hat bumped your forehead, causing both of you to laugh. Reaching up, you grabbed his hat off his head and placed on your own head, giving Usnavi a perfect path to your lips.

When he kissed you, you felt all the insecurities you had melt away for the time being ─ they’d never be gone, but Usnavi would be damned if he let them stay in your head too long. Your boyfriend’s hand travelled from your side to your butt, softly resting against it as he pushed against your lips a little more, becoming almost needy.

Just then, a chime came from behind the both of you, then a call from none other than Benny himself, “H-Ho! Get some, Usnavi!”

Usnavi pulled away and tugged you into his chest, “Fuck you, Benny! We was havin’ a moment!”

“Uh huh, and I’m havin’ a moment of hunger. Gimme some Milky Ways.”


“estoy bien. genial, incluso.” - i’m fine. great, even.

fantástico.” - fantastic

“mi amor.” - my love 

Versace - Tyler Posey

Originally posted by sterek-hale-obrosey

Requested: Hey! Could you please do an imagine with Tyler Posey where you’re shopping and he wants to treat you so he takes you into an expensive shop but the manager is really rude and when you try on a dress a bunch of fans come running up and then Tyler makes a snarky remark to the lady and you guys leave??? Thankssss xx

Summary: Tyler takes (Y/N) to Versace and one of the workers insults you and says how you can’t afford the dress. 

“Ta daa!” 

“Versace?! Tyler, I can’t afford this” I say as Tyler begins to drag me into the golden lit store. 

“I know, so I’m getting you something special.” 

“No, no, no, no. You can’t afford this either. Didn’t you just spend $400 on alcohol like two days ago?” Tyler lifts his eyebrows at me and I roll my eyes, knowing perfectly well he could probably buy the shop. 

“Come on, you keep buying me little presents like every day. I wanna get you something too!” 

“Yeah but I buy you like chocolate bars and Harvey’s not…” I pick up a dress and turn the tag, seeing it was $800 “a freaking 800 dollar dress!” I squeak. “This is like 3 months rent for me”

“Not that one, blues not your colour.” Tyler says nonchalantly before wondering off. I furrow my eyebrows and scoff playfully. “(Y/N)! This one!” I heard from the other side of the store. I quickly rush over seeing the glares from people wearing pearls probably more expensive than my yearly wage. 

“Tyler, shh. You ca- oh wow” I say breathless when I see the red dress. It was slightly see through at the top but there were gold sequins that littered the chest area and made it so everything private was covered. The sequins then began to slowly fade out as it reached the bottom of the dress. 

“Why don’t you go try it on?” I nod, not even really taking into account what he was saying. “Excuse me!” Tyler calls over a staff member. 

“Yes?” The old worker asked. 

“She’d like to try this one on.” 

“Are you sure?”

“What do you mean am I sure?”

“That dress is two thousand dollars. You can’t afford it” She sneered over her pointed witch nose as she looked Tyler and I up and down. I was wearing some blue skinny jeans and a baggy knit while he wore black jeans and a plaid unbuttoned over a black shirt. I looked up at Tyler knowing he wasn’t going to like this. 

“I said. She’d like to try this one on.” He said sternly.

“Of corse, sir” She spoke sarcastically. Tyler looked back at me and grabbed my hand as he lead me to the change rooms. 

“One sec, I’ll grab a necklace too.” He says as he rushes off. 

“OH MY GOD! THEY WEREN’T LYING! TYLER!!!” Tyler turned around shocked when he met the view of a bunch of girls and guys rushing towards him. “CAN YOU PLEASE SIGN THIS?” People were shoving things at him and taking photos as he smiled and greeted everyone with love. 

“What is going on here?!” The old retail worker lady comes out.


I come out of the change rooms dressed in the perfectly fitting gown. 

“Tyler yo-” I jumped back as I saw all the people crowding him.

“(Y/N)?!” People began crowding around me too and complimenting the dress. I thanked them all and politely made my way to Tyler. 

“How ya doin?” I smirked seeing how he was stressed out about signing everything and taking photos with everyone. 

“Go- Jesus you look good.” He smirks. 

“Yeah, I really like it too. But to be honest I don’t want to give the witch the satisfaction of getting your money.” 

“No, I agree. But I have a plan.”

“Sorry for all that.” 

“No worries, Sir!” The lady says a lot more nicely.

“But we won’t be getting the dress.” 


“Yeah, it’s nice but… a bit cheap.” He smirks before we walk out the shop laughing. “Want some ice cream?” 

“Uhhh ya!” I say as if it were obvious. Tyler then makes a quick stop on our way to the ice cream shop and leaves me in the car. When he comes back I laugh seeing him carrying a Versace bag with a red and gold dress. 

“Ok, ice cream time.” I smile at him and give him a quick but passionate kiss on his lips. 

“Shotgun rainbow.” I smile and giggle, excited for the rest of our day ahead.

Thanks again everyone for sending in requests! I love receiving them! 

In this S/o will be referred to as, “you,” for ease of writing. If you wish for me to change it, then just ask! ^_^
This took a little longer than I thought it would. Pls forgive!


Movie night was always ……troublesome. The three of you could never agree on a movie, Junkrat would get bored quickly, Roadhog would fall asleep, and you would be left watching a movie that you had only settled with alone.

But this was going to be different! You had chosen a movie you knew would be entertaining, something they would at least like!

“The Lion King!”

“Oh, yeah. Think I heard o’ that one.” There goes Jamison, completely void of excitement for movie night.

“Because of Timon and Pumba?” Mako, mumble from behind you.

“Yea. Well, not really. I just thought you guys would like it!”

“Whose this Timon an’ Pumba?”

“You’ll see if you watch it!” You wave the old case in front of him, and he whistles at it.

“How old is this thing anyway?!” He grabs the case from your hands. “It’s still got a CD inside!”

“It was originally on VHS.” You state as the two boys inspect the casing of the movie- you hear Roadhog murmur something along the lines of, “no kidding.”

It didn’t take much more than that to persuade them to watch it.


It was a proud moment for you when Junkrat didn’t leave after the first ten minutes. You did get a few side glances once they learned that there was singing involved, though.

They seemed to be enjoying it; for the most part anyway. That is, up until Mufasa’s death.

“WHAT??? He just kicks him off?!! What about the kid??!” This was the most distraught you’ve ever seen the smaller junker. You didn’t know whether to laugh or be concerned.

“Shh!” Roadhog insists.


“So these are those ‘Timon an’ Pumba’ characters?” Junkrat inspects them closely.

“Yep. Remind you of anyone?” You respond, cheekily.

“No. Wait! Those two Japanese guys!” He declares confidently.

“What? Why??”

“'Cuse, one of 'em is cocky, an’ the other’s smelly!”

“Shut up.” Roadhog throws a couch pillow at his face, making him fall over the back of the furniture.


“Why are we watchin’ two animals 'doin’ it’?” He asks as, “Can you feel the love tonight,” plays in the background.

“They’re not 'doing it’,” you protest, “they’re falling in love.”

“You sure?” Roadhog questions.

“Well I…..” You suddenly feel very uncomfortable watching this part of the movie.


“So what 'cha think?” You ask. They both watched the whole thing all the way through; that was a good sign.

“Got anymore of these old movies???” Junkrat pushes and Roadhog nods.

“I guess it was good then!” You laugh.


There’s a lot of dialog in this one! I hope it’s not too short!

I Need Your Help Part 7

 Summary: Bucky gets an invitation to a family friends wedding and it turns out that his ex girlfriend will be attending as well. Panicked at the thought of seeing her, he asks you, his best friend to attend the wedding with him as his girlfriend in attempts to show his ex that he’s moved on.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: 40′s Bucky, maybe swearing, lil bit of fluff

A/N: This is getting quite long, I hope you guys are enjoying it though.

Originally posted by bitchevans

Bucky walks down the street with a smile on his face. He really liked you. He wondered how an actual relationship would be with you. More cuddles, more kisses, getting - ahem - intimate. Your face flashed through his mind the whole way to Walter’s Diner. He thought about how beautiful you are and how good you are for him.

Should he ask you out? He’d been asking himself that question all day. He wants to ask you out, take you out on a proper date and kiss you goodnight. He wants you call you his and actually mean it.

Bucky comes up to Walter’s Diner and pulls the door open. He immediately scans the room until his eyes lock with Walter’s. A smile forms on his lips when Bucky notices that Walter has seen him as well.

“Bucky Barnes, well I’ll be damned.” Walter chuckles as Bucky made his way over to him.

“Hey Walter.” Bucky grins just as Walter pulls him in for a hug.

“What’s going on Buckaroo? I haven’t seen you in eleven years! How old are you now? Fifty?” he jokes.

“Twenty-nine.” he corrects, followed by a chuckle. “I believe you’re the one who’s fifty.” they pull away from their hug and Walter laughs.

“You got me there.” he replied. “So what are you doin’ back here? Your mother said you moved to Manhattan.”

“Yeah I did but Kenneth is getting married in a couple of days and I decided to come down for the week before the wedding just to catch up with family and friends.” Bucky explains to the old man. Walter nods and motions to the stool in front of the counter they were standing next to.

“Sit down, sit down. I’ll get ya a drink while we catch up. I’m sure I’ve missed a lot over the years.” Walter smiles, turning around and making Bucky a chocolate milkshake; his favorite.

When Walter was done he placed it in front of Bucky. “Here ya go. On the house.”

Bucky smiles as he stares at the milkshake. He remembers when he would come running into the diner with his 10 cents, waving them around in his hand as he climbed onto the stool. He remembers always ordering a chocolate milkshake with extra whipped cream and two cherries at the top.

“Thanks Walter.” Bucky says as he takes the straw between his two fingers to bring it closer to his mouth.

“So what have you been up to?” Walter asks while leaning on the counter in front of Bucky. He takes a sip of his milkshake before speaking.

“Nothing much to be honest. Just been hangin’ around.” Bucky replied as he stirs his straw around.

“Any women in your life?” Walter reaches over and nudges Bucky with a smirk. “You were quite the flirt when you were younger.” Walter then throws his head back followed by a chuckle. “I remember when you would come in here and flirt with all the girls.” Bucky laughs softly, remembering his memories there at the diner. Of course he stopped flirting with girls once he started dating her.

“Uh, yeah I do actually.” he answers Walters question. “Her name is Y/N and she’s wonderful.” this catches Walter’s attention.

“Y/N you say?” Walter says and Bucky nods as he continues to drink his milkshake. “Sounds like a beautiful name.”

“It suits her quite well because she’s absolutely gorgeous.” Bucky compliments as a smile spreads across his lips.

“I take it you’re in love with this girl?” Walter questions and Bucky nearly chokes on his drink. Him in love with Y/N? Could he be? No. No he isn’t. Is he? Memories of him and Y/N flash through his mind quickly. He remembers when he first opened up to her about Carolyn and how Y/N comforted Bucky all night. He remembers their little ‘best friend movie dates’ they would have often and a smiles grows upon his lips.

“Yeah.” he nods, coming to terms with his feelings for you. He wasn’t thinking about anyone else but you, not even Carolyn. “Yeah I am.”

“How long have you two been dating? How’d you meet?” he asks the same questions as Bucky’s family did the night before. Bucky tells him what he had told his family and Walter nods. “Wait what happened with you and Carolyn? You two were attached at the hip.”

Bucky shuts his eyes at the mention of her name. He didn’t want to think about Carolyn. She made things worse for him. She made him second guess everything and he didn’t like that. He didn’t want to second guess his feelings for Y/N.

“We broke up a while back. She uh, she did something unforgiving to me.” was all Bucky told Walter. He didn’t like talking about her. He never really told anyone what actually happened between the two of them. The only people who knew were of course his parents and sister.

“Well I hope you weren’t planning on seeing her today.” Walter frowns and Bucky picks his head up.

“What do you mean?” he questions. Walter nods his head behind Bucky and he turns around in his chair slowly. There stood Carolyn with a small smile on her face as she made her way over to Bucky.

“I’m really glad Bucky found you.” Winifred says as you both looked through dresses. “I didn’t think he’d date anyone after what Carolyn did to him.”

“Yeah what she did was not okay.” you agree. You spot a dress and pull it out for her to see. “What about this?”

Winifred turns to you and smiles. “It’s beautiful, try it on.” you both walk to the dressing rooms and she waits outside for you.

“I just can’t believe Carolyn would do that. She didn’t seem like the type to do such a thing.” Winifred continues while you were in the process of putting on the dress. “My son never did anything to that girl, he loved her with everything he had and that’s how she repays him?”

“Bucky didn’t deserve that. He’s a good guy.” you respond, managing to zip up the dress by yourself. You think back to when Bucky told you about him and Carolyn. How she told him she wanted to date someone else; someone much more mature. She lost someone wonderful.

“I know you’ll treat him right. I look into your eyes and see only love for him.” she says and you smile. Love. You love Bucky Barnes. A blush makes its way to your cheeks as you thought about him. “That’s why I know you would never cheat on him like Carolyn did.” your smile immediately drops. She cheated? What? But Bucky told you she wanted to date someone more mature than him. He lied?

“She what?” you blurt.

“She cheated on him. Bucky cried for days until he made the decision to move to Manhattan. His father and I didn’t want him to go but he wanted to start fresh so we let him.” she explains and you stand inside the dressing room, still in shock. “Wait you didn’t know?”

“No, no, no, no I did.” you lie as you recover from your state of shock. “I just thought I didn’t hear you correctly but I did.”

“I never liked the girl anyways, always pretended to when he brought her over to the house.” she admits. “Well that’s in the past now. James has you and I can tell you’re good for him. Thank you for fixing his broken heart.”

A smile finds its way to your lips at her words. You’re cheeks are tinted pink and you clear your throat as you open the door and step out. “What do ya think?” you do a little twirl to show Winifred the dress and she smiles.

“It’s beautiful on you, dear. You have to get it.” she says. You look at yourself in the mirror, smoothing the front of the dress out.

“I think I will.” you murmur. As you stand in line to pay, you couldn’t help but think back to what Bucky’s mother had told you. Carolyn cheated on Bucky. Why would she do something so cruel to someone so amazing? You let out a sigh as you placed your dress down for the cashier to scan. You had to talk to Bucky about this when you got back to the house.

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TMNT Boyfriends: Confessions/Jealousy.

Raph was absolutely furious.
It wasn’t like his brothers didn’t know about his feelings for Y/N. He had confessed them to Splinter weeks ago, only to later learn that his brothers had “accidentally” overheard.
Mikey had spent the entire time teasing him, making little comments here and there and faces behind Y/N’s back.
He had thought that it couldn’t get any worse then that. But Mikey loves a challenge and had been able to surpasse all annoying limitations.
“Come on, man!”
“I win! Ha, ha!!”
Y/N pumped her fists in the air, smiling gleefully.
“Girly, how are you so good at this?” Mikey asked.
“I dunno. Another round?”
At that moment, Mikey gave his brother the most smug look in history. He knew that this was making Raph’s blood boil (and that he was going to pay for it during training) but he could care less. It was entertaining, watching his jaw clench and fire dance in his eyes.
“Hold onto that round, Y/N. Imma go get some snacks. Want anything, Raph?”
“You sure?”
Mikey gave a quick nod towards you, as though to say
“Would you like some of her?” and smiled. And Raph hated him even more.
“I’m good, Mikey.”
And I’m also going to murder you, is what he wanted to add.
Mikey sauntered out of the room, leaving you alone with Raph.
“You okay there, Big Red? You look a little tense.”
Raph softened, just a bit, and said
“Just tired or somethin’.”
You slid over to his side of the couch, giving him some of your blanket.
He smiled, draping the green material over his legs. He suddenly realized how close you were and fought the urge to wrap his arm around you and pull you closer.
“I get the feeling that Mikey is pushing your buttons.”
“Ain’t he always doin’ that?”
You laughed and said
“True. Is it anything in particular?”
It was the perfect moment. Mikey was gone, you were close, and he had the guts (hopefully) to tell you how he felt.
“Um…yeah. It’s personal though.”
“I can keep a secret.” you replied.
“…I like ya. And he knows, everyone knows. Sorry if it’s weird or somethin’.” he said quickly.
His heart was going wild and his face felt redder then his mask. But when you smiled and took his hand in yours, it became a he’ll of a lot redder.
“I was hoping it was something like that. I like you too.”
“Hell yeah.”
Raph put his arm around you and, when Mikey finally came back, he smirked at his younger brother.
“Well, well! Isn’t this a Kodak moment?” Mikey quipped.
“You have five seconds, space case.” Raph said.
Mikey dropped the bag of chips on the couch and took off, leaving the two of you behind. You heard him leave the lair and said
“Are you gonna…?”
“Nah, it’ll keep him out of my hair for a couple of hours. I think Godzilla is on anyway.”
You laughed and leaned against his chest, wondering when Mikey would finally realize the truth.
(It was two hours and sixteen minutes later when Michealangelo realized that Raph was not, in fact, chasing him. He didn’t find it funny.)

Oli Sykes: Feels So Right


Warnings: Fluff

Word Count: 438

Featuring: Oli Sykes of Bring Me the Horizon

Your name: submit [Insert your name here to change the fic!]

A/N: This is adorable omfg. British [Yorkshire, mainly] slang guide at the bottom. I wasn’t sure if I should’ve typed this with more of a dialect, but it would be really hard to read so I kind of just used what I thought wouldn’t take away from the point. Also, sorry it’s short, I couldn’t figure out what else to stuff into this.

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windona  asked:

Prompt: Pre-ESB, Vader has a chance to send a message to Luke without Luke knowing it's Vader.

“Boss?” Aphra said.

She’d just swung around the corridor, palm against the corner of the very tight turn, and taken in the scene before her in the repair bay. She drank in the sight of Darth Vader’s large form, blotting out half the room with it’s bulk, bent double as he set to work on a golden protocol droid. She furrowed her brow and angled a look behind her. Yep, Triple Zero was a) still behind her i) that wasn’t exactly good, considering and b) he was still black.

Approaching cautiously, she tried for an upbeat tone.

“Whatcha doin’?”

“My word,” Triple Zero said. She caught the red flash of his eyes in her peripheral vision; the protocol droid equivalent of a nostril flare. “What are you doing, sir?”

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not my gif WARNING SMUT

My heels  clicked on the ground as I ran out of the rain into Oswald’s bar, I was supposed to meet ed here at 8 the time now being 830. Running in I saw him sitting at the bar looking pretty sad, I gave the guy my coat as I walked forward, I could hear him grumbling to himself.

“hey ed.”

He head shot over a smile spreading across his face.

“you came”

“of course, sorry im so late, I missed the bus and the cab took forever.”

“I could of came and got you.”

“ I know, I didn’t wanna bother you.”

“your never a bother y/n”

He grabbed my hand kissing my knuckles, ed and I were friends with tension. We never hooked up or anything of that sort. I helped him get the courage to ask ms.kringle out when he came into my bookstore looking for pick up line books. We started talked and we became very good friends after the fact. We meet for coffee on Tuesdays and he tells me about his crush and I tell him about mine. But I guess after he told me ms.kringle chose a horrible man over him, he got closer to me, I know im only filling a void but he makes me feel warm. He ordered me a Long Island giving the bartender a charming smile.

“your gonna need to catch up y/n.”  

“ no problem.”

Taking my drink, we moved over to a booth. We were in the corner far enough where the horrible music didn’t bother us but we still felt like we were in the club.  

“why this place ed?’

’‘im friends with the owner, free drinks.”

“you know the penguin?”

“saved his life actually.”

“damn well Bravo ed.”

Clicking our glasses together we ordered a round of patron for me and him. Taking down 2 shots, I asked ed if we could step out, I didn’t wanna get drunk but wanted a buzz. We stepped outside the cold air hitting me making goose bumps appear.

“so Ed Tell me what happened with Kirsten?”

“well, I went to ask her out and her boyfriend officer Doherty stepped in and called me a freak and making fun of my riddles and ill show him…….”

He started to trail off, his eye twitching horribly.

“ed calm down, I know it hurts but she isn’t worth your sanity, trust me. I moved here for the man I loved only to find him in bed with some 2 bit whore from the block.”

“im sorry.”

“eh, you move on, forget and forgive, if he hadn’t brought me here, I would of never met you.”

“ that would not be good.”

“not at all.”

We went back in the penguin sitting at the bar waving us over.

“oswald this is y/n my very good friend.”

“ive heard a lot about you y/n , you must mean a lot to Edward.”

“hes my best friend , I’d do anything for him.”

Oswald didn’t let go of my hand, he started to squeeze rather hard on my hand. He let me go my hand pulsing from the lack of blood flow. Edward came back over with drinks in his hand. Handing me one and Oswald the other, we all sat talking for a bit. When I started to feel claustrophobic and I needed to go outside. Crashing through the crowd I ran out the bar catching my breath as the cold air rushed by. Ed ran after me, grabbing my hand when he caught up.

“are you okay?”

'i’m okay, just felt smothered.“

Ed lead me over to the wall wear I leaned against it looked up at the city lights, cop sirens and dogs barking filling the air.

’'gotham is a dump.”

“ its not to bad.”

“name one thing.”


I looked at ed who was just smiling at me, so sweetly. I was about to speak when a rather large hand slapped me on my butt. I spun around to see a man, standing not 2 feet away from me. Ed came over leading me back inside when we got back to our booth I excused myself to the ladies room, coming out  I could hear some guy giving ed a hard time, he was wearing a GCPD uniform the badge reading Doherty, the same guy from outside.

“damn ed did your girl leave you, no surprise you are a creep.”

Ed didn’t say anything. He just put his head down. He was stronger than he though I know he is. The guy kept yelling at ed, finally walking away, I headed over.

“why didn’t you yell back ed, your not lesser than him.”

“I don’t want trouble,”

“you don’t deserve to be treated like a weirdo, when there’s nothing wrong with you ,I’m gonna get us some shots, when I come back we are gonna box.”

Winking at him, making him laugh as I walked away. Getting to the bar I ordered to jager and redbull. The man who was yelling at ed, came my way, placing his hand on my lower back. His touch just giving me the creeps, I grabbed his hand removing it. He has a lot of nerve his hand coming back up this time grabbing my butt firmly.

“how you doin hunny , im Danny, whats your name.”

“ gett tha , get tha fuck away from  me.”

His hand came up to my chin making my head snap his way.

“who you hear with baby.”

“edward nygma, whats is to you”

“ha that little punk.”

His hand started to squeeze harder on my chin making my cheeks hurt, when his hand was ripped away I opened my eyes to see ed holding his wrist pushing him back.

“you okay y/n?”

“im okay, thank you.”

Danny pushed ed back, standing up puffing his chest up, like a ape.

“the fuck, why the hell are you touching me nygma?”

“don’t touch the lady then.”

“ill do whatever the fuck I want with the lady, hey baby why don’t you leave the zero and see what it’s liked to get fucked by a real man.”

I lunged forward to slapped him across the face, when ed grabbed my wrist dragging me out of the club. Getting in his car we drove off to his place.

“ed slow down your drunk.”

“ Don’t call me that, my name is Edward.”

“im sorry, slow down, you shouldn’t be driving Edward.”

Pulling up to his house, we went inside, ed went straight into his bathroom, placing my ear against the door I wanted to make sure he wasn’t sick, all I could hear is talking.

“let’s prove you’re a man.”

“not with her please , she’s all I got.”

“lets make her ours then.”

Knocking on the door, he started yelling shut up before opening it just a crack.  

“hey ed, im too drunk to walk home , I’m gonna crash here, take a shower and come chill.”

“ of course, take the bed.”

He came out about five min later a robe wrapped around him.

“im not naked don’t worry.”


Winking at him always made him blush.  I pulled a rolled joint out of my purse, waving it in the air.

“I know you work with cops, but come on.”

“ okay.”

I lit the joint taking to hits before passing it to him, his first hit he choked horribly. He smiled at me after a while he got used to it taking hit. Ed sat up hitting the joint softly.

“ I wanna try something.”

Leaning over to me his lips connected to mine passing the hit from him to me. After the hit was given he didn’t move our lips still locked he started to actually kiss me. Kissing back his lips moved with mine the smoke coming out over out faces.   pushing  me down he started climbing onto of me. His eyes were dark he didn’t look like the ed I knew.

“you okay ed, I know we drank but we can stop.”

'shhh its Edward remember.“

’'okay? , are you okay?”

“im great thinking about how the cop at the bar called to you, telling you he was gonna fuck you like a real man, like I couldn’t do that already.”

My face grew red, Edward had never been this blunt before.

“you know sweet Eddie here, thinking about you naked daily. He thinks about all the things he wants to do to you.”

“eddie doesn’t think of me like that ,he’s too sweet.”

“well that’s why he has me , doll”

“what do you mean?”

“oh, well see your little geeky sidekick here, is a phsyco. There’s Eddie, little punk who gets bullied around then there’s me Edward, the one who doesn’t fuck around.”

He leaned over me running his hand up my shirt while the other removed his glasses.

“im gonna switch between Eddie and I and let’s see how he really see’s you..”

His lips crashed into mine, his tongue demanding entrance, opening my mouth I felt his hand running up my shirt rubbing over my nipples grabbing the between his fingers. He sat up removing my shirt and his own before coming down and biting on my neck, a moan escaped my mouth as my legs wrapped around his hips when suddenly he stopped. Sitting up the look of embarrassment and horror spread across his face. Ed sat up crawling over the edge of the bed burying his head into his pillow.

“im sorry y.n , he didn’t hurt you did he?”

Without thinking I went over, pulling his face to mine, pulling his lips into a deep kiss as I straddled his lap. His hands reaching up to my hips pulling me into him, pulling back I looked at him.

“show me how a real man does it Eddie.”

His eyes went dark as he flipped me over his lips connecting to my neck immediately. Biting down I stripped out of my panties and was now laying here naked, ed only in his boxers. Reaching down for his boxers he caught my hand before I could. Putting my hand inside his boxers I could feel his hard dick waiting for me, grabbing his dick, I started to stroke it making him moan into my neck. Pulling my hand away. He looked down at me, he started to leave kisses traveling down my side to my hips. Finally getting to between my thighs. He kissed each side of my thighs. Looking back up at me, I could see his smile spreading across his face.

“you know ed thinks about him using his tongue on you, hearing you moan his name, god how he thinks about fucking you.”

I felt his tongue go up my slit making me moan and arch my back, he started to lick me all over, using his tongue in very intricate ways. Dipping my nails into his hair my back arching to every move he made.

“oh god Edward don’t stop”  

His paced began to slow down, his voice not so harsh but he never stopped, making me moan and whimper his name. Feeling my orgasm near, I started to moan and beg as I came clenching my thighs around him. He crawled up his lips connecting with mine, his face still wet from me. I began running my hand down his stomach feeling his tense up at my touch. Going into his boxer I gripped his dick and began stroking it while whimper how bad I wanted him. He lips reconnected with my neck this time softly and gently. I could feel myself wanting him so bad. His lips comes up connecting with mine, his kiss hard but passionate, his hand started to grip my hip tightly, bring his lips to my ear.

“tell me what you want.”

“ I want you to fuck me Eddie , please!”

Sitting up he removed his boxers quickly, flipping me onto my knees and hands. He pushed my head down onto a pillow his hand rubbing up my back. Stopping at my tailbone slapping my ass. Lining his dick up with me I could feel him start to rub his head on me.

“ now when I fuck you ,im gonna let little Eddie know and hear you moan.”


Slamming his dick into my I screamed his name as his pace started strong and deep. His hands grabbed my hips pulling me up more, making his dick hit my g spot over and over.

“oh god Eddie please don’t stop, your gonna make me cum.”

His hand traveled around finding my clit as he fucked me in sync. I could feel my orgasm approaching his fingers working wonders at I screamed his name, my pussy clenching around his dick. I could feel warm liquid coming down my thighs as he began to thrust again. His hands rubbing up the side of my body.

Feeling his breath start hitting the back of my neck, I knew this was Eddie, he wanted to be slow and close. His thrust began to speed up his nails digging into my sides.

“god this better than I imagined.”

His began to thrust harder, making my hand slip. He flipped me onto my back, sticking his dick back into him, his pace felt like he never stopped. He bit down on my bottom lip. Arching my back I could feel another orgasm approaching. Wrapping my legs around his waist, whimpers coming out of my mouth I could hear him growl.

“cum for me!.”

His demanding tone sent me over the edge, climaxing around his dick once again, he pulled out jerking it over me, cum spilling all over me, he let out a quiet shudder before rolling over to my side out of breath and speechless.


'ed you don’t have to say anything.“

We sat for a moment, staring at the ceiling.

’'excuse me.”

I walked over to the bathroom, cleaning myself off, I realized I didn’t bring my clothes, walking out ed walked over in his sweatpants handing me his shirt and my panties. Slipping them both on , he picked me up, my legs wrapping around his waist, walking over to the bed he fell on top of me, his lips meeting mine.

cryptid personalities 

mothman: really cute and jittery, loves everyone and wants to make friends

flatwoods monster: is secretly really sweet but tries to hide it to look tougher, only comfortable with others who are close to her

nessie: nervous and sleepy mama type who takes care of other aquatic cryptids, doesn’t come out often

bigfoot: really loud and friendly to everyone, has squad with other primate cryptids

chupacabra: shaky and flinches a lot like a chihuahua, looks really scary but is really the opposite 

wendigo: really creepy, mutters and complains about being hungry all the time, everyone avoids him 

canvey island monster: doesn’t have an inside voice, is screaming all the time like a child on a sugar rush 

jersey devil: emotional and moody, breaks stuff all the time and whines a lot 

loveland frog man: confused and absent minded, has no idea where he is most of the time, wanders around 

dover demon: very expressive with his face but can’t talk so everyone just tries to interpret when he’s trying to say

hopkinville goblin: mischievous and badly behaved, loves to play pranks on others and has a really high pitched laugh

experiment number 626

i have …… so much….? to say abt u… where to start…. alrigjt so deadass i feel like we understand eachh other a lot like we on some high levels of understandin… we always linkin each other 2 the same post at the same time cause it annoyed/got our attention and i diee everytime it happens lmao also i dont say this a lot but i lov u and i love ur presence in my life cause u always make me laugh n u always there to bakc me up if need it.. ur gifs are hoenstly always makin me scream and ur breakdowns too lmao u the wildest bich i kno and i lov u!!! Even tho im always working as ur conscience cause i kno if i dont talk u down from doin some Shit u would probably already b doxxed by half the ppl on this website 😩😩😩😂😂😂 i love uuuuu so muchhhhhh …. jus dont tell anyone i said tha *the sound of a gun cocking*

“mutuals send me a number and i’ll make a post abt u”

I love all the ‘Mike taking care of El’ head cannons (hell I’ve reblogged tons) but like some of them feel like weird to me because like, El is so strong? So I feel like maybe a more accurate representation of their relationship would be like, mike would be doin something cute, for example making sure El had enough blankets or something while she’s gong to sleep. And El is just like “ mike. Boy, I’m fine I love you but get some god damn sleep we have to get up early in the morning.” And he’d be like “ok alright alright good night” and then she would shake her head and laugh at her silly boy. (And I’m not saying that’s the only way things tend to happen it just seems like she wouldn’t let him protect her all the time, she needs a lot support rn but like she’s strong by herself too, idk does that make any sense?)

allamericxnidiot replied to your post: [He debates testing her, but he just fucking calls…

[Honestly, he just wants to check in] Hey! [He laughs] No, no. I’m okay. I jus’ wanted ta make sure everything was good with you. I heard some things ‘bout what was going on with you n’ Arthur.

[okay sounds harmless enough] Yeah, I’m alright. Arthur and I just clash a lot. [laughs] He’s alright, yeah? Also, hey, what’re you doin’ for Easter? 

Movie night with Johnson

Requested by anon.

Anonymous asked: hey! can I please have an imagine where you’re best friends with jack&jack and gilinsky was supposed to hang out with johnson but he ditched him for madison so johnson calls you and tells you what happened so you go over to hang out with him instead and you have a cute little movie day   

Count of words: 961

Warnings: Cute and kissing

A/N: I hope this is what you wanted. I am sorry if you didn’t like it or you wanted something different than what I wrote let me know and I’ll try to write that too. Also I changed day to night. Hope you don’t mind.♥

All the rest of you please send in requests…

Johnson’s POV

I was sitting on my bed, the time 10pm. Too early, I thought to my self as in about an hour I had to go to hang out at Nate’s with G and maybe the rest of the boys would be there.

Silence was kicking over my room until I had a message from Christina, one of me and G’s best friends. Can I come over? , read the text. No, sorry me and G are going to hang at Nate’s. ,I replied felling bad I had to turn her down as we never did. That’s ok, can we chat till you have to go blondie? ,she asked and I laughed at the little nickname. Sure Nina, I replied and we continiued to talk.

Time was flying and it was already 11.30 pm. Gilinski was nowhere to be found as he should be here… Well , half an hour ago… I guess , trafic? Let’s wait a bit more, I thought and I did untill I realised G had ditched me. So I called him..

Dude where the hell are you? We were supposed to go at Nate’s almost an hour ago?” I said into the phone, my voice obviously frustrated. 

JJ , calm down bro. It’s not a big deal.I am no coming anyway. I’m with Madison. You can go if you want.” he said so calm as if nothing had happened. Oh , wait no, to be exact you could hear a bit of anger in his voice.

G are you kidding me? You ditch me and the boys for Madison? AGAIN?” I said but that’s when I realised G had hung up… 

I was so angry and frustrated with this situation. I mean he has been diching me a lot lately. I thought he was my best friend. With that I call Christina, the person I had to turn down because I thought we were going to hung out with the boys tonight. 

I need a gangsta. to love me bette...” the waiting song Christina had was interupted with her voice bursting through the phone speaker. “Hello?” she said confused.

Hey Nina, uhm, remember earlier when I told you that you couldn’t come over. Could you come now?” 

JJ of course. What happened? Weren’t you guys hanging with Nate?” she said very confused and worried. 

We would. Just come over bring some snacks I have pop corn and your favorite movies.” I said and she squealed.

HARRY POTTER MARATHON?” she asked with , from the sound of her voice, the biggest smile anyone could archive. 

Yes baby girl..Now come over…” I said and she hung up.

Not much time passed, Christina was already here. My heart was now beating so fast I am sure she could hear it from outside. My face sweaty and my palms trembling. You know, I’ve had the biggest crush on her for the past couple years. It is hard keeping it undercontrol when she is your best friend but I manage to do it. Calm down J, I said to my self.

JJ, HII, HOW ARE YOU, HOW YOU DOIN’, IM HERE, LET’S WATCH HARRY POTTER, I LOVE YOU, I BROUGHT SNACKS,” she said all in once and with a lot of excitement.

Hey, whoa, baby girl calm down,” I laughed, “Just go get the snacks ready and I’m settling the movies, ok?” I said and all she did was nod. Five minutes later we were sitting on the couch snuggled up to each other watching the movies that made our childhood magical.

NO NO NO NO, SNAPE NOO!” She cried out loud when Snape died. “NO, PLease don’t,” she cried again. My instics worked on them selves and I pulled Christina in for a hug. Her warm body against mine, the tears shed for her favorite charachter staining my shirt. 

C’mon, calm down Nina. It’s fine. It’s all gonna be ok,” I said trying to comfort her as her crying was endless. “C’mon, I’ll give you food princess,” I said and her face snaped. 

You will?” she asked drying some tears that were lying on the neck.

“I will, now clean you eyes and come here to sleep with me. It’s already 5 am,” I said drying some tears from her cheecks and giving her a kiss on the forehead. 

JJ, can I ask you a quastion?” she said quitely as we were finally laid on my big bed. She was snuggled on my side and I was just holding her close to me. I never want her to leave.

Yes , baby girl.

Why wasn’t G here and why did you cancel with the boys?” she asked probably thinking that she is the reason behind it. She always knew I had a soft spot for her.

“G ditched me and the boys for Madison. I didn’t want to go at Nate’s alone so I called you.”

Oh, ok.” she said closing her eyes. “Can I ask you something else?” she asked and looked at me.

Sure, go ahead.

If you ever dated a girl, would you ditch your friends for her?” she asked leaving me with my eyes wide open.

No, of course not. I mean I would care for her. I would spend time for her but they are my friends. I can’t ditch them for a girl, even if I love her to death,” I said looking in her eyes.

“Good, now I can do this,” she said and before I could even ask what she meant her lips were locked with mine. She kissed me. It was sweet but passionate and amazing.

“Wow,” I said as we pulled away. “Does this mean-” “Yes JJ.” “So you want to be my girl?” “Well yeah if you want it to..” “Just kiss me baby girl” I said and kissed her again. I guess G ditching me wasn’t that bad.

BTS Reaction to you having a lot of broken friendships...

… but you don’t really care about them yet you aren’t heartless. You just know how to let go of “bad” people. Submitted by anon.

A/N: qq i hope ur okay -admin Baepsae


Jin would be confused at first to why your ties have been broken with a lot of people. Breaking the news to him would have him question his own relationship with you for a few moments, but then he will realize that he doesn’t want to be another one of those “friends” to you. He would want to be there for you the way your “friends” weren’t. Knowing this about you would make him try even harder to maintain a good friendship with you.

Originally posted by jhopies


Yoongi would understand right away. His mind is open to view things in all sorts of perspectives to attempt to grasp the whole situation. He would view things in your POV and would respect your choices and feelings. None of this would effect your guy’s relationship.

Originally posted by btsfunboyz


Hobi would react the same way as Jin: hesitant at first, but then realizing that it’s just who you are and respecting that. He would try his best to understand everything and sure he wouldn’t understand it 100%, but he’d make a huge effort to because you would mean that much to him.

Originally posted by pabotaetae


Namjoon would react the same as Yoongi by viewing things in your perspective and trying to put together all of the little pieces to know why you made the choices you did and why you’re not bothered by losing so many “friends”. Except that Namjoon would say a lot of encouraging things to you and would try to console you, pressing the fact that you do care deep down inside about everyone you lost when really you don’t, so you would kind of just sit there while listening to him.

Originally posted by yoonkooks


Jimin would smile because he wouldn’t be quick to comprehend how serious you are about it and when he finally does, he remains smiling, acting unfazed. He wants to keep his own opinion to himself, good or bad, to avoid risking to offend you or saying something he shouldn’t. He would carry on with a normal conversation until either he decides it’s something to talk about, or if you bring it up again yourself. That’s when he would get serious and attempt to grasp your feelings.

Originally posted by suga-com


Honestly, I feel like Taehyung would understand where you’re coming from because I feel like he dealt with a lot of broken friendships in the past as well ( in my opinion of course ). Taehyung would attempt to give you advice while you just disregard it since you truly don’t bat an eye to your old friends. Taehyung would also attempt to make you laugh every here and there to make you feel better, but he would be completely serious about the topic because it is regarding friendship.

Originally posted by btsfunboyz


Jungkook wouldn’t be sure what to do. He wouldn’t know how to react or feel about this news. He won’t be sure of a lot, but he’s for sure going to stand by your side and making sure you don’t face something like this again.

Originally posted by donewithjeon

Just a little spill pt 2

Author: really-meg

Pairing: Reader x Dylan 

Rating: pg-13

Warnings: Alcohol 

Word Count: 864

Requested: “ Part 2. Of just a spill?! Pleaassseee”  and  “ Oh my god, can you do a part two to Just a Spill??????”

A/N: Hope you anons enjoy it, It is a little short though.  Part One

We walk out side by side out into the crowded traffic coming from the Stadium.

“I know this bar in brooklyn it’s not top of the line but I think you’ll like it.”

“Sounds perfect.” He says with a smile that makes your stomach flutter.

“Did you drive here?” You ask.

“Uh no I took a taxi here from my hotel.”

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