i love his answer on this my gosh absolutely love that movie

Jimin asks you to be his fake girlfriend pt.3 END

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Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

“I didn’t know I owed you anything, we’re best friends, the least you could do was help me out. Although, your way of helping me out was a lot more than expected.” He wagged his eyebrows at me which caused my face to heat up. I knew he was referring to the kiss we shared but I didn’t expect him to be so straight forward about it. I pushed his arm slightly and turned away from him, trying to hide my face, but why was I even hiding? It’s not even a big deal. 

“Oh shut it Jimin, you said you’ll tell me what you meant!” 

“I was only joking Y/N, I’ll tell you. But not here. Let’s go to mine and we can talk there.” He stood up before me and held out his hand for me to hold. There was no reason for me to take his hand at all, we didn’t even have to pretend anymore but I took his hand into mine anyway, interlocking our fingers as if we’re living the lives of a real couple in love. He went on to drag me out of the cafe and walk in the direction of his home, his hand still holding mine.

“Why are you still holding my hand?” I asked him, obviously showing a lot of curiosity in my voice.

“You took it willingly, you didn’t have to but you did. I mean I was only trying to help you up.” He was teasing me, and I could feel it. I was about to shake his hand off of mine but his grip only tightened. “Jaehee could be spying, just hold onto my hand until we get to my place.” He side whispered to me. He was right, with how sketchy of a person Jaehee is, there’s always that possibility - so I held on and walked closely next to him. 

The walk there went by quicker than I expected it to, neither Jimin or I said another word as we walked. The silence between us wasn’t awkward, however calming. He was always able to make me feel at ease, which is one of the many reasons why I loved spending time with him. No matter how long the two of us stay silent for, an awkward atmosphere between us never lingered. Not once. Jimin unlocked his hands from mine, leaving my hand feel slightly empty to open his front door. Stepping in, I took my shoes off and walked further in, going to the kitchen I poured myself a glass of water and chugged it down, not realising that I was this dehydrated. This place was like my own second home so it wasn’t strange for me to do what I want here. Jimin walked over to me and pulled me into his embrace, his sudden action took me by surprise but nonetheless it was a feeling I enjoyed. 

“What’s up Jiminieeee.” I called out as I patted his back. 

“Nothing, I just wanted a hug.” He said pulling away.

“So…” I said, hoping he’d catch onto what I was trying to say. Which I know he did but being the giant butt that he is, he pretended not to know. 

“So…” He copied me and laughed. 

“Jimin!” I whined.

“Jimin!” He mocked. 

“Yah, Park Jimin I swear to god! I know you know what I’m trying to get out of you so tell me like you said you would before I leave.” I wasn’t serious about leaving, but it was the only thing I could say that’d make him talk.

“Fine okay! But it’s not something easy for me to say.” He swallowed hard, which only made me anxious. I was beginning to have second thoughts about knowing. “Y/N…” He took one of my hands into both of his and looked me so intently in the eye.

“Uh… yeah?” That was as far as my response could go. I couldn’t really think straight with this aura. It felt strange, something that I’ve never once felt before being around Park Jimin. 

“I like you Y/N, no actually I love you.” He licked his lips and waited for me to respond.

“I like you too, no I love you too Jimin. I always have done.” I let out a slight laugh. I somewhat knew it wasn’t the love he was talking about but I didn’t know how to deal with it. 

“I know that you know that I didn’t mean that sort of love Y/N. I see you as a woman, and I have done for so long now.” He was right, but how could he not be when he’s known me for so long? He can read me like a book.

“Gosh, Jimin I know. I just don’t know how to process this. I don’t know if I can return the same feelings. We’ve been best friends for all our lives.” I admitted, but something was tugging at my heart, I didn’t want to say those words to him. Afraid I’d hurt his feelings. But he needed to know.

“I get that Y/N, I do. We have been best friends for all our lives. But isn’t there the slightest possibility of you liking me more than just a friend because I feel something, something that’s more. I know something’s there. I’ve felt like this for years now, have you never even thought of me as more than just your best friend?” His eyes were searching mine as if to find an answer. 

“I don’t know Jimin, I don’t want to ruin anything between us and it’s just ugh Chim, can’t you give me some time to process all of this?” 

“But you kissed me Y/N.” 

“I know, but I did it to help you prove your blatant lies as true. You asked for my help and that’s what I did.”

“Y/N, come on. I know you inside and out. You can’t possibly kiss me the way you did, with that amount of passion and say that it meant absolutely nothing. that it didn’t make your heart race like it did to mine. I just simply can’t accept that.” When I say that he could read me like a book, I wasn’t lying. It’s true that his kiss made me feel something, a something that I have never felt before. A something that made my heart beat like crazy, smile like crazy. But the possibilities of this risking our friendship was too high, I couldn’t sabotage so many years. I’m not saying that I like him back because I honestly don’t know my own feelings. But his friendship meant so much more to me than the feelings I may or may not have. I couldn’t tell him the possibilities or the maybes I have in my head when I was uncertain, that’d be unfair.

“Come on Chimmy, don’t be like this hmm?” I used my free hand to caress his face, but his eyes never left mine for a second.

“If you really don’t feel the same, then let me kiss you.”


“If you don’t kiss me back then I’ll take it as you don’t share the same feelings as I do. But if you do, then I’ll assume you like me too. Regardless of the results, I won’t let it ruin our friendship I swear.” 

“This is silly Jimin, how does this possibly prove -” My words were cut off as he pulled me closer, one of his hands on my lower back and another on the back of my head. His lips now on mine, I couldn’t move. I was too in shock to do anything. The feeling was different to when I kissed him in the cafe. Not in a bad way, but it was definitely different. Maybe because this isn’t supposed to be fake. Maybe because we’re not juggling with fake feelings but with real ones. But this kiss, it made my heart beat so much more, it’s as if there were electricity circulating between us and that’s when I knew what my heart was trying to tell me. But he pulled away, only to wear sadness upon his face. 

“I’m sorry Y/N. I get it now.” He was awkward now, yet another unfamiliar atmosphere clouded us. Jimin was going to walk away, but I couldn’t let that happen. Not before I showed him how I really felt. 

“Yah Park Jimin.” I called out to him, grabbing ahold of his wrist and pulled him back. He stood now, facing me but his eyes were looking elsewhere. “You didn’t give me enough time to respond.” I laughed and held his face in both of my hands, getting up on my tiptoes I placed a gentle kiss on his plump lips. I was going to pull away but he didn’t allow me. Instead, he held onto me tighter. Smiling into the kiss like he did earlier, I couldn’t help but smile too. 

“What does this mean then Y/N?” He said in between placing kisses all over my face, from my forehead to my cheeks then to my nose and finally placing one last on again on my lips. 

“It means, I love you.” Once I said those three words he let out a giggle that echoed through my ear and he picked me up and twirled me round. Something I thought would only ever happen in movies and fairytale stories. He gently placed me back onto the ground and smiled again at me, his smile so pure that it made my heart flutter. 

“I love you too.” 

I think this will be the end! Thanks for reading, and as always feedback is greatly appreciated ~ Have a good day!

Imagine Bill rambling about you during interviews and admitting you are his celebrity crush, excited when you go to the premiere of his new movie, not knowing you feel the same and are watching the interview.

“So uhm there were plenty of people attending the premiere of- of the newest movie you’re taking part in, am I right?” Ellen asked once the audience calmed down.

“Uh yes, yes many actually. Other than my family, my brothers and actually father too, there were other celebrities too. Some of whom I- I look up to so much I can’t describe! I got to talk to some of them, like- like Harrison Ford, yeah he was actually there, and Antony Hopkins and so many others! I couldn’t believe it at first but I was truly- truly blessed to be able to actually get to have a conversation with them, it was- it was amazing.” he breathed out, a smile spreading on his lips as he nodded his head.

“I am sure you were thrilled, but it shouldn’t come as such a surprise. The movie was expected to be a great hit and it actually happened!” she pointed out with a smile and small shrug “We- we indeed saw Harrison, Antony and Robert Downey Jr there too, right?” she asked and he nodded his head.

“Yeah also, I uh saw Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston too, and uh Ryan Gosling? Yeah he was there too.” he added “I was- I was really happy to see them there and you know even here a small ‘Great job!’ or 'Congratulations!’ meant so so much I can’t describe it! I was thrilled!”

“It certainly means a lot, I can understand! But something tells me we are not bringing up the first, and probably most important, person of the night that oh I am so sure made you feel over the moon!” she said with a smirk and even without saying a single name Bill laughed shyly, looking down, because he understood very very well who she was referring to.

“That- that laugh tells me you already know who I mean?” she asked with a small chuckled and he grinned, rubbing the back of his neck.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

what are your favorite parts of h&l? Like your favorite features, mannerisms, styles (hair, fashions etc.)? When they look soft and cuddly or when they look like they need to drag each other into the neatest closet? Hip pudge and soft tummies? Sharp cheekbones and prominent jawlines? Long hair or shaved sides?

Oh gosh. What a sweet ask. 

Um, I love Harry’s preggo-tummy and his little love handles and the way he says “us” like “uhz” and the way he never ever ever really answers questions and sort of meanders around saying “erm” a lot and dodging like a master unless he’s offering some weird non-sequitur he has to repeat six times because everyone is talking over him, (metal Mario, wiggly, and the Robbie ravage scarf are prime examples.) I love his dimples and when he used to break out by his hairline and his weird Bambi legs and his mermaid tattoo and everything he’s ever said about her. I love his pink pink pink mouth and when he paints his nails and when he grows that pubescent 12 year amount of stubble.  I love his silly sweetness and what an absolute goof he is.  My fave looks are his oversize soft sweaters and his fancy Gucci shirts. I Especially love when he mixes and matches, the 20$ randy’s donut hoodie with a 7k YSL jacket, for example. I love that on the first day of 2017 after the Hell Year ended he told us “be nice, be good.” 

I love Louis’s laugh lines around his twinkly blue eyes. I love how low his center of gravity is and what an amazingly sharp an snappy dancer he is, I love his jazz squares and his hip thrusts an his intense devotion to Grease (The movie). I love his voice, his speaking voice for one, I could listen to him draw out certain words into crystal filaments forever, I love when he says “aaaaauuuuhhh” leading into answer he’s not sure about, I love how he says “thank you, thank you” and “massive,” and of course I love his singing voice so much I can hardly listen to it without clutching my chest and making a wordless and muted shrieking sound in the back of my throat. I love his tummy and his thick powerful thighs and delicate ankles and wrists, like he’s so fine-boned but so strong and I love how he takes up SPACE with that strength, how he stands with his legs spread and his arms crossed like he’s daring people to say he’s not worth it. I love the way he holds his cigarettes, and I love his new haircut. I love that he’s so remarkably kind and charitable and gives so much, that he calls his fans “babe” and “love” and offers them “cuddles.” 

Together: I love the way Louis gently guides Harry by his elbow, with a hand on his waist, always watching where he’s going, leading him and guiding him. I love how Harry’s eyes get soft and hooded when he looks at Louis, like in a sexy way but also in a soft way, the way his gaze flits from Louis’s eyes to his mouth and back again. I love how flustered Harry gets when Louis gives him a hard time, the way he does whatever he says (lyric changes, “is it as low as your voice?” “anything else, Harry?”) and I love how Louis always checks in and tracks these responses, how fucking smug he looks whenever he gets what he wants. I love when they mirror each other, when they fix their fringes at the exact same time or fold their hands at the exact same time. I love how Louis always looked at Harry when he sang his part of 18, and I love that time Harry waltzed across the stage to sing the last bit right back to him that one time. I love how they’re tender with each other and domestic with each other. I love them!!!! I love their love!!!! 

THIS GOT AWAY FROM ME!!! did I even answer your question?? oh my god 

BTS reaction: their innocent girlfriend getting startled by them accidentally swearing in front of her.

minlii requested:

Can I request a BTS reaction to accidently swearing in front of their girlfriend and she quickly clasps her small hand on their mouth and forms an ‘o’ shape with her mouth? Like she was startled to hear swear words because she’s innocent? Thank you😇💙


Originally posted by rapdaegu

Jin wouldn’t be one to swear a lot. And even if he does it he would swear quietly, knowing that you don’t like it. But when he notices expression and realizes that you heard him he would start apologizing and smile at how innocent you are. 

“Shit…” He mumbled under his breath. “Oh, I’m so sorry, jagi! I didn’t think you were listening!”


Originally posted by pastelyoonseok

Yoongi cusses a lot. So ever since you told him that you don’t like it when people swear around you he was trying not to swear….at least in front of you.

One afternoon you decided to visit him at the studio, but just as you walked in you heard him yell:

“Fucking hell!”

You stood at the door, frozen, with a shocked expression on your face. When Yoongi turned around and saw you he mumbled a quiet:

“Aww…I’m sorry baby…”

And started giggling uncontrollably at how cute you were.


Originally posted by kookiyoon

Hoseok was sitting on the couch in your living room, reading something on his phone, when without realizing, shocked by whatever he was reading he mumbled a quiet:

“For fuck’s sake!”

You were just walking into the room, but after you heard him say that you immediately froze and covered your small mouth in shock. When he noticed you he started laughing at your shocked expression and came over to you wrapping his arms over your small figure and kissing your forehead.

“Oh my gosh, jagi! You’re so cute and innocent that it actually hurts!” He said still laughing.


Originally posted by bangthebae

Just like Yoongi, Namjoon swears a lot. But he would still try not to do it in front of you, because he knew exactly how innocent you are and that you don’t like it when people swear around you.  

But one day he just couldn’t hold in his frustration over something and started yelling swear word after swear word, completely forgetting that you were in the house with him. And when he saw you standing by the door, looking absolutely startled by what he just said, he was actually kind of embarrassed. 

“Oh…H-hi, jagi! I promise that I didn’t say…what you think I said!”


Originally posted by jimiyoong

This boy! He found your shocked expression to be so cute that he constantly swears in front of you on purpose. 

Every time he sees you freeze and clasp your small hands on your mouth, he can’t help but start giggling and showering you with kisses, apologizing for saying what he said.

“I’m sorry, baby, but you’re so cute I just can’t help myself!”


Originally posted by taehyunglq

When Tae first saw your reaction after he accidentally swore in front of you he couldn’t hold in his  excitement over how cute you were. 

He always loved how small and innocent you are, so seeing you react like that to him accidentally swearing made his heart flutter. He started giggling, pulled you in his lap and started making comments about how small, cute and innocent you are.

“Jagi! You’re so cute! I love you!”


Originally posted by nochuie

Jungkook started swearing at the TV, really annoyed by the decisions the main character in the movie you were watching was making. You immediately sat up and looked at him with a shocked expression.

“What’s wrong [Y/N]?” he asked concerned. When you didn’t answer he realized what cause you t look at him like that.

“Awww…Jagi….” He chuckled, “Is it because I was swearing at the TV?”

You nodded, your eyes still wide.

“You’re so cute!” He said laughing and wrapped an arm around you.

At the premiere of Dunkirk

Got requests for part 2 of the Dunkirk one shot. Hope y’all enjoy! ;)

A year later

The time has finally come for the movie to be released. Y/N and Harry are finally in a relationship. After going on a couple of dates, Harry finally asked Y/N out. Since Y/N lived in L.A., things were more easier for the both of them considering Harry has a house there and how much he loves coming to L.A. The both of them were extremely happy together. Harry would still tell Y/N his dumb jokes or puns whenever he thought was the perfect time or when he just wanted to. Y/N would still roll her eyes but laugh nonetheless. 

His goofy and friendly personality is what made her completely and utterly fall in love with him. It was hard not to fall in love with Harry. Ever since they became official, he’s done nothing but treat her right. He would constantly spoil her with some kind of gifts even when she begs him not to but he wouldn’t listen to her. He would just shake his head and say, “No, pet. Yeh’re my girl now yeah? So I get to spoil yeh as much stuff as I want.” Whenever she’d have a long or bad day, he’d be there to make her feel better. The list goes on. He was the perfect boyfriend.

They were at the stage where they do say I love you and it was literally confessed the other day when they were out for dinner. Harry confessed it first, in the dorkiest way possible. But Y/N was never going to forget it and she smiles every time she thinks about it.

“Alright, ‘ve got a joke fo’ yeh,” Harry speaks after wiping his mouth with a napkin to clean off any food from his face.

Y/N throws her head back against the chair and groans, wondering why he has to ruin their perfect moment. She just wanted to eat her dessert in peace. Without any stupid jokes or puns because Harry always has something to say.

“Harryyyy,” She drags out, “Do you always have to ruin the moment with your lame jokes?”

He looks at her with offense, hand on his chest to feign a look of hurt. “Oi c’mon! I ‘av t’ tell yeh this one!” He begs and she shakes her head.

“Nope, tell me later,” She says, going back to her delicious dessert. She was about to dig her fork in but is quickly stopped when Harry’s large hands grab the plate from in front of her.

“Oh come on, Harry!” She whines, remembering that time when he took her sandwich from her so he could make her admit that she likes spending time with him. It still felt fresh in her mind.

Harry shakes his head firmly, holding the plate away from her, “Yeh have t’ listen t’ me first,” He demands. 

“It’s a freaking a joke!” She almost shouts, her cheeks blushing when people look their way. She shrinks in her seat, letting out a tired sigh. She knows he won’t give it back until she listens so she gives in, “Fine. What?” She rests her chin against her hand, her elbow resting against the table to hold it up.

He gives her an innocent smile, “Cheer up, love. ‘s gonna be a good one. Promise.” 

She flashes him a fake enthusiastic smile and he just chuckles in return, putting the plate down in front of him.

“Mkay, so knock knock!” He says excitedly.

Y/N rolls her eyes, having to hear this so many times. “Who’s there?”

“Pauline!” He answers.

“Pauline who?” 

“I think I’ve Pauline in love with you.” He smiles and her eyes widen, mouth agape from the sudden confession. He literally just confessed that he was in love with her through a knock knock joke. 

“Harry…” Her voices trails off, not knowing what else to say. Gosh, she loves him so much. She just didn’t know if he loved her back, being the insecure person she was.

His cheeky smile slowly fades when he notices her not saying anything. He clears his throat, looking down at his lap, slightly disheartened at her reaction. Did she not love him back?

“‘s okay. Don’ have t’ say it back ‘f yeh don’…” His voice slightly cracks, making him clear his throat again. He actually felt a bit embarrassed by this. He was thinking about this all day, planning this whole dinner just to confess his love for her. 

Y/N blinks, realizing that she hasn’t said anything and notices the slightly sad look on his face. She didn’t like that look and the fact that she’s the reason why makes her heart hurt. She has to tell him too.

She shakes her, mustering up the courage to say it back. “I love you too, you dork.” She smiles, feeling at ease again when she sees him look at her up in surprise, his face instantly lighting up.

“Yeah?” He asks, wanting her to confirm it again with his eyes looking into hers.

She nods, slightly laughing, “Yeah,” She tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear, looking down at her fingers in her lap. “Was just taken by surprise.” She reasons why it took a few moments. “But I do,” She nods, “I love you a lot.”

Harry’s face brightens even more which she didn’t think was possible but she sees his happy grin. “How can yeh be surprised pet? ‘course ‘m gonna love yeh! Yeh’re perfect!” He tells her and she immediately shakes her head, wondering how Harry can even think that.

“No I’m not. I’m not perfect. Far from perfect.” She mumbles and Harry pouts, not liking that she sees herself that way. He stands up from the chair and comes around the table, crouching down to become eye level with her. He gently cups her face in his hands, his green eyes staring into her intently. 

“Hey,” He brings his face close to hers, ignoring that they were in a public place, “I think yeh’re perfect mkay? Wouldn’ want anyone else. Yeh know tha’ yeah?” And she nods her head, kissing him right after because she loves him so freaking much. 

Realizing that they were in a public place, she pulls back with a blush. “Can I get my dessert back now?” She asks and he chuckles, nodding his head and standing up but not before giving her another peck on the lips.

“As long as yeh let me feed it to yeh?” He wonders and she smiles, more than happy to agree. He brings his chair to sit next to her along with the plate in his hand. 

“Love yeh,” He says again and she beams at him, saying it back in return. 

And in that night, they both fed each other dessert with happy and love filled kisses.

It’s been a year later and promo season for the movie has already started. Y/N and Harry are currently in Harry’s London home, getting ready for the Dunkirk premiere. 

Harry had called a whole glam squad for Y/N even though she told him it wasn’t absolutely necessary but yet again,  he didn’t listen to her. Harry was wearing a customized Gucci suit and a pair of red boots with designs on them. x Y/N wore a simple black Alexander McQueen gown that was off the shoulders. Her hair was pin straight and her make up was very neutral because that’s how she preferred it. 

When Y/N was ready, she walks out of the bathroom to see Harry patiently waiting for her. His hair was perfectly styled and he looked so handsome in his suit. 

His head instantly snapped up when she cleared her throat. He stood up from the bed, his breath caught in his throat at the sight of her. He couldn’t believe that this girl was all his. He felt so lucky to love and feel loved by her. 

Y/N blushes, looking down at her feet because of Harry’s intense gaze on her. He slowly walks up to her, his hand going under her chin to lift her face up and look at him. 

“Almost knocked me off m’feet, pet. Think calling yeh beautiful would be an understatement,” He tells her and her cheeks tint red at his word. A year later and he still makes her blush every time he compliments her. 

She smiles, holding his wrist to her face as he pulls her close to him with his other hand. 

“Think you look really handsome,” She says shyly.

Harry smiles, waving his hand like it’s no big deal, “Thank you, love, but I think all eyes are gonna be on yeh. Gonna ‘av t’ protect m’girl from everyone,” He tells her and she rolls her eyes playfully.

His eyes linger on her face, a cute smile still on his lips. He leans down to press his lips against hers, keeping them there for a few seconds before pulling away.

“Love yeh,” He reminds her, rubbing his thumb underneath her eye.

“I love you too.” They kiss one more time before walking downstairs to the waiting car.

Y/N feels nervous. It was the kind of nervous where one’s heart pounds against their chest and their body starts to feel warm even though it wasn’t hot. She felt her pulse in her ears and her hands were sweating. She wonders if Harry could feel her sweaty hands since he’s holding them in his lap as they’re sat in the car, on their way to the premiere.

She shuts her eyes, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. She tries not to think about the fact that there’s going to be so many people there, so many cameras and news reporters. People knew Harry was dating Y/N but he hasn’t directly confirmed it. They never really talked about it.

Y/N knew Harry liked to keep his relationships private because he doesn’t want his career to affect or harm what they have. Y/N is perfectly okay with it too. This is just the first time they’re allowing pictures to be taken willingly. Pictures of them holding hands or out at dinners were taken by fans in the past without the two of them noticing. There would be so paps lingering around the area but they choose to ignore it.

She didn’t what she was going to say. She didn’t know if she was going to stay with Harry the whole time considering she’s only a techie. She is after all, his date to the premiere. 

She gets snapped out of her thoughts when she feels Harry cup her face, looking at her in concern. 

“Yeh okay, pet? Can feel yeh shakin’ a bit.” He asks, rubbing her temple. 

Y/N gulps, squeezing his hand in her lap. She nods, giving him an assuring smile, “Yeah. Just a bit nervous ‘cause of the cameras. I’m kind of claustrophobic so…” She trails off and Harry nods his head in an understanding way, knowing what she means.

“Don’ worry, pet. ‘M here with yeh, yeah?” She nods, swallowing the lump in her throat. “Know we haven’t talked ‘nough ‘bout this. ‘S kind o’ one of the downsides when it comes to dating a guy like me,” he says with a defeated look. “Could always come separately ‘f yeh want,” he suggests. “Want me t’ tell the driver t’ drop me first and then get the car ‘round? ‘m sure he won’t–” 

Y/N interrupts him, “No, no. It’s okay. I promise. Just a bit nervous is all. I’ll be fine. Promise.” She repeats but will she really? Harry even just offered her the easier way out. She decides against it, knowing that Harry is going to be there in case things get out of hand. He knows how anxious she can get sometimes and just by rubbing his thumb across her hand and cheek, she can already feel her nerves calm a bit. 

Harry lets out a sigh of relief, “Mkay,” He smiles, giving her nose a quick peck. “Love yeh.” He reminds her.

She smiles, loving how he assures her at random times. “Love you too.”

They reach the premiere, Y/N’s anxiety increased drastically. She sees the paparazzi already waiting with their cameras, the other cast and crew already there taking pictures. The car stops, catching the paps attention, their cameras getting ready to take pictures of them coming out of the car. 

Y/N shuts her eyes, taking deep breaths to calm herself again. She hears Harry tell the driver, “Give us a mo’.” And she feels his ring clad hand on her face, causing her to open her eyes and stare into his sea green ones.

“Hey, pet. Yeh sure yeh’re okay?” She lets out a shaky sigh. “Yeh don’ have t’ do this. I completely understand,” He reassures her, not wanting to put any pressure on her. 

“I’ll be fine,” She says, giving him a weak smile. 

Harry sighs at her stubbornness, bringing his face close to hers. “Listen t’ me, pet. ‘f yeh feel uncomfortable, an’ I mean in any way,” He says sternly, gazing into her eyes. “I need yeh t’ tell me. Doesn’ matter ‘f ‘m bein’ interviewed, I need yeh t’ tell me.” He says clearly and she nods vigorously, swallowing the lump in her throat again. “Mum is here too with Jeff an’ Glenn. I might be pulled away for some pictures an’ interviews. Need yeh t’ stay with them yeah?” 

“Okay,” She says. “Okay, I’ll stay with them. Promise.”


“And I’ll tell you if I feel sick or uncomfortable.” She says, feeling like a child.

Harry smiles softly, pressing his lips against hers, immediately taking all her worries away. He pulls away, resting his forehead against hers and kisses her nose.

“Love yeh,” He says with a smile. 

“Love you too,” She beams at him, feeling better than a few minutes ago.

Harry then lets go of her face, telling the driver they were ready to come out. The door opens, the flashing of cameras immediately going off. Fans were screaming loudly, calling out Harry’s name excitedly. He stands aside, helping Y/N out the car by holding his hand out which she takes gladly. He kisses her forehead reassuringly, making her smile. They intertwine hands, Harry’s ring clad fingers slotting through hers. He waves to the fans, giving them his charming breath taking smile, the crowd immediately going wild. 

He walks confidently, his shoulders held high and Y/N watches him act so naturally around the cameras. A few paps get to close, calling of their names out for pictures. Y/N slightly shrieks when she feels a hand grab her elbow, catching Harry’s attention instantly. She tugs her hand out of the person’s hold as Harry turns around. 

His expression is deadpan, lips set into a firm line and green eyes a shade darker as he stares at the pap who tried to grab her for a picture. “Think yeh’re gettin’ a bit handsy there, mate,”He says in a tone she’s never heard before, always use to him being so polite despite people being rude.

“Was just trying to get a picture, mate,” The pap says in a slightly mocking tone, causing Harry to clench his jaw. 

“Yeh didn’ have t’ put yeh hands on the lady,” He says, trying to keep his cool and the pap just raises his hands up in defense, shrugging his shoulders.

“Harry, it’s okay. I’m okay,” Y/N says, grabbing his face to make him look at her, immediately calming him down when she gives him a soft smile.

“Yeh sure?” He asks with certainty. 

Might have been a bit scary, but Y/N felt okay since Harry was with her the whole time.

“I’m fine. Promise.” She says again.

He gives her a thoughtful look before going behind her, his chest pressed against her back. “I want yeh t’ walk in front of me,” He whispers in her ear, “Walk in front o’ me an’ look down so the cameras don’ get in yeh eyes.” 

Y/N nods, feeling much better this way with Harry’s arms around her in a protective manner. The whole time she didn’t look up, trusting Harry to guide her with him behind her. She feels one of Harry’s arms lift up to wave to the fans, saying hello or how are yeh love which causes them to squeal happily.

Once they reach other cast members and crew, they all take a few pictures together. Harry steps out for a few to show Y/N where Jeff and his mom was. He greets his mom with a kiss to the forehead and a hug. He greets Jeff and Glenn with a hug as well while Y/N hugs Anne happily.

“Yeh gonna be okay with mum?” He asks Y/N and she nods reassuringly. 

“Yes, I’ll be fineeee,” She says, kissing his cheek before pushing him away. “Go take pictures with the cast now, talk to the fans, sign their things. I’ll be okay here.”

Harry scoffs, “Already tryin’ t’ get rid o’ me, pet.”

Y/N giggles with a nod, “Mhm, now go! I’ll see you inside.”

Harry walks away but not before turning his head to look at her with a charming smile. He blows her a kiss which she pretends to catch, making him wink and her giggle under her breath. 

“Love yeh!” He calls out, not caring it there were people around.

“Love you too, doofus,” She answers back with a chuckle.

Anne watches the whole exchange, eyes gleaming with happiness because of how proud she was and how happy he was with Y/N. She wouldn’t ask for anything more. 

“That boy is absolutely smitten with you,” She says to Y/N, squeezing Y/N’s shoulder. 

Y/N smiles at Anne, resting a hand on top of her’s before looking back at Harry who was laughing at something a fan said. He looked so happy. “I’m absolutely smitten with him too.”

During the movie, Y/N sat next to Harry with Anne on his other side. Y/N’s right hand is intertwined with Harry’s, his left arm resting around her shoulder. She plays with the rings on his fingers nervously as they stare at the screen intently. 

They were at the  part where the men were hiding in the boat, Harry’s character angrily speaking to the other and accusing him of being a spy. She flinches when bullets go off, the sound being super loud. She was the freaking sound technician, she knew this was coming. 

However, she feels Harry’s hand rub up and down her arm in a soothing manner and he presses a kiss on her head.

“S’okay, love. ‘m here.” He assures. 

She smiles at his words and squeezes his hand to let him know that she heard him and knew, that he was always going to be here.


I think there was only going to be two parts to this story. sorry for no smut lmao. I didn’t think that would fit for this story. Promise the next story will be smutty haha ;) Thanks for reading y’all!

oh btw, I had to search that joke up bc i fucking suck at jokes lmaooo so sorry if its cheesy 

also ignore any typos, i skimmed through. i’ll fix them later

Ten minutes - Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Title: Ten minutes

Pairing: Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Warnings: None

Summary: Imagine being a famour actress and attending the premiere of “IT” with your boyfriend, Bill, even if your relationship is a secret and you pretend to be just friends. The kids love you all very much, since you’ve known them ever since they started filming, and they love nothing more than to tease Bill about your relationship and embarrass him in front of everybody.

A/N: (Y/s/n) = Your superhero name, this is so full of fluff and cute moments! I seriously love all those kids so much and them teasing Bill is what I live for!

“Are you nervous?” you whispered in his ear and his head immediately snapped from the window he was looking to you.

“Nervous?” he chuckled “No, why would you-” he didn’t even get to finish his sentence as he followed your gaze and he too looked down to see you had noticed he had been moving his foot up and down non stop.

“Right.” he breathed out a laugh as he nodded his head “I see why.”

You only smiled gently, cupping his cheek with your other hand that wasn’t holding his and made him look at you “Don’t.” you whispered, looking deeply in his eyes “You have no reason to, baby. You were amazing, you worked so hard for this and the whole world will get to see it. Starting with today, I am sure everybody will love the movie and your work. I am absolutely sure about it, I was there through it all remember? I saw all the effort you put into it, now it’s time you enjoyeit. And so will everybody else. You’ll see, I am always right.” you winked at him and a grin broke on his face.

“Yes, yes you are.” he breathed out, resting his forehead against yours “I just still feel like I can’t help it. I never expected to be here, I always just dreamed about it, and now here we are.” he locked fingers with yours and you closed your eyes for a moment.

“You made it here, Bill. Through dedication, effort and all the passion you have and put into it, you have actually made it here. You worked your way to this, just enjoy it baby. For yourself above all.”

“I wouldn’t have done anything if it wasn’t for you.” he whispered, his lips brushing past yours as he spoke and you had to keep yourself from getting lost in his eyes.

“Not really.” you whispered, resting your head on his shoulder.

“Yes really. And don’t fight me on this, I could keep going on forever.” he chuckled and you grinned, squeezing his hand “And I have my ways of convincing you and you know it.”

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 I summed up the most interesting things Adam said during this interview.


During his first auditions for the role Daron was impressed by how good Adam was at making “fighting sounds”. He thanked his years of martial arts for that.

- When Adam had to come up with a voice for Marco, having seen his pictures, he thought that he looked like a “kid with a sweet demeanor who sort of wants to be a bad boy”, and he essentially used what’s his normal voice, with a higher pitch.

- Adam sometimes feels like he’s reliving his teenage years by voicing Marco, and said that when he read the script for Sleepover he was shocked to see the piano scene, since he essentially did the same to impress the girls over at his house for his sister’s sleepovers. 

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Individual Success PT1(Shawn Mendes x Reader)

I made this imagine with Fred Weasley on my Harry Potter blog, and decided to make a Shawn version with it. There will be more parts so I BEG YOU to be patient because there will be a happy ending. Don’t get fooled by the first couple sentences that Shawn ends up with Camila okay there will be more parts!!!!! Leave feedback hope u enjoy oxxxoxoxoxo

« Y/N! Y/N you look stunning! Can we get a smile?”

Y/N flashed her signature smile at the cameras, ears blocking out, out of habit, the thousands of screams of fans. It wasn’t that she didn’t appreciate her huge fanbase, but come on, she’d like to keep her eardrums intact.

She walked along the red carpet.

Shawn got out of his cab, and lent a hand out to his girlfriend.

“Camila Cabello and Shawn Mendes! Hollywood’s sweetest couple! Smile!”

Shawn kissed Camila on the cheek and walked onto the carpet with her. He moved on slowly down the carpet towards the center of it.

Nearing the middle of the carpet, Y/N turned her head and spotted Shawn Mendes. Her breath hitched in her lungs.

Shawn smiled and looked in front of him. His hand fell from Camila’s waist. Standing in front of him was Y/N Y/L/N.

They locked eyes as the same memories played inside both of their heads.


Shawn walked into the bright small Los Angeles café, looking forward to the caffeine he was going to get.

He walked up to the cashier, who had her (hair color) hair tied up in a messy ponytail. She looked up from what looked like a script and smiled.

“Oh my god Shawn Mendes! Oh gosh, I’m so sorry I’m being totally unprofessional haha. Um what can I get you?” she smiled brightly.

Shawn smiled widely at her. Smiling looked good on her.

“Um can I get a triple shot latte?”

“Yeah sure. I’m assuming you got a big day ahead of ya?” She laughed as she started preparing his drink.

“Yeah actually, got a lot of press conferences today.” He glanced down at the pack of papers she was holding. It was indeed a script, more precisely what looked like a musical.

“Triple shot latte.” She said, placing a cup down in front of him.

“Thank you so much um-“ he looked at her nametag. “Y/N.”

“My pleasure. Shawn.” Y/N grinned.

“Um may I ask if that’s a script?”

“Oh yeah, I um have an audition for a musical in a couple weeks.”

“Wow, best of luck!”


Y/N took a deep deep breath before walking into the audition room. The movie musical she was auditioning for was called “Summer of Love” and the character was the main love interest.

Walking in, she spotted a table of directors and, Shawn.

“U-um hi!” Y/N stuttered. What was he doing here?!

“Hi Y/N, thank you for being here today. So, you are auditioning for Shawn’s character’s love interest. Um, why don’t we turn to page 41 and read from the top?”


“Hello Y/N, this is Amy from casting. I’m calling to tell you that you got the part! It’s a six-week shoot, we start on Monday.”



Articles read:

Shawn Mendes and new upcoming actress Y/N Y/L/N to star in musical movie “Summer of Love”

Shawn Mendes’ love interest will be played by Y/N Y/L/N, brand new actress


Shooting the movie was amazing. Y/N and Shawn had this natural chemistry and their attraction on camera was the most natural thing ever.

After each shoot, Y/N and Shawn hung out; at times practicing their scenes, at times just watching their favourite movies together, at times going out late into the night downtown to see the lights of the tall LA buildings.


Pictures of Y/N and Shawn surfaced on the internet, in magazines… Pictures of them laughing together, of them leaving set in sweats and a cup of coffee in hand, snapchats of them on set together goofing around.


“Hello this is BroadwayToday.com and here we are with two absolutely talented actors both making their film debut in the musical «Summer of Love», welcome Shawn Mendes and Y/N Y/L/N!”

Y/N and Shawn sat down, Shawn put his arm around Y/N’s shoulder comfortably.

“So, this is both your first movie. Congratulations by the way! How does it feel?”

“Wow, it’s so cool. Actually when I was a kid, I wanted to become an actor so it’s really out of this world for me right now.” Shawn said.

“Ah the anticipated how do you feel question.” Y/N laughed.

Shawn chuckled, and looked at her.

“Well I moved from Canada five years ago to become an actress, and every single day had been a struggle for me. But luckily I had an amazing family and friends circle betting on me, so I kept on pushing and bam here I am!”

“Oh Y/N, I didn’t know you were from Canada!” The interviewer said.

“Montreal actually.” Shawn interjected as Y/N opened her mouth to say the same answer.

“Hahaha you two seem very close!”

“I guess we are.” Y/N grinned. “We became really close of course during this entire shoot and we hung out every day actually.”

“Shawn, what do you think of Y/N?”

“Oh god, where do I start. She’s annoying, irritating-“

“Shut up!” Y/N punched him amicably.

“I’m kiddiing.” Shawn said to her. “Y/N is honestly a perfect mix of funny, kind, goofy, artistic and um… “

“And um what mister?”

“Fun.” Shawn finished.

“Well if you don’t mind me asking are you two-“

“If you’re gonna say dating, I’m going to say yes.” Y/N said. “JUST KIDDING. Oh shit, I already see the paparazzi twisting this around.”

“Yeah, maybe this wasn’t a question to joke around with, the media die for this kind of stuff.” Shawn smiled down at her.


“Alright guys last shot of the whole movie. The kiss scene. Make it fire. Action!”

Y/N and Shawn undeniably had feelings for each other. What was a little crush turned slowly into more, and after a long six weeks, their feelings have blossomed into a beautiful love waiting to be announced.

Shawn looked into Y/N’s eyes, and took her hand in his. Y/N smiled up at him and closed her eyes as she felt his lips on hers.

And in this moment, they were not their characters, they were Y/N and Shawn and their kiss lit up fireworks in their minds.


“Wow you look beautiful.” Shawn gushed. Y/N blushed.

“We’ve been a couple for two months and you say that to me every day, you know?”

“Well how can I not, it would be a sin not to tell you you are beautiful.”
“I love you Shawn.”

“I love you more love.”

Shawn pulled Y/N into a kiss.

“Whoa whoa whoa there tiger. Red lipstick.” Y/N smirked.

“Fuck it.” Shawn said, pulling her close again.

On their way to the premiere, he wiped the lipstick off his face.

“You know, eeeverybody thinks we’re dating.” Shawn said.

“Well we are.” Y/N giggled.

“So do you think we should just tell them and make it official?”

“I don’t see why not, since we’re not very subtle anyway.” Y/N laughed.

The two stepped out on the carpet to a round of shouts and camera flashes.

“Y/N! Y/N you look amazing! Oh and you came with Shawn!”

“Yeah actually we have a little announcement to make.” Y/N said, looking at the cameras.

Shawn was looking at her, and said:

“Yeah and that announcement is-“
He pulled Y/N into his arms and kissed her. Y/N smiled up at him.

And in that moment, each other was all existed.


“Y/N have you seen my sweater-“

Shawn looked up to quite a sight. There y/N was, sitting in his apartment kitchen, wearing his sweater and fuzzy socks, coffee mug in one hand, book in another.

“Hmm?” She looked up.

“Nothing.” Shawn said, sitting beside her, kissing her cheek.


Shawn’s career was flourishing and he was preparing his biggest tour yet, he was going to be on the road for a year and a half.

Y/N meanwhile, had been to numerous auditions, but hasn’t gotten a part since Summer of Love.


“Shawn are you coming to bed baby?” Y/N hugged him from behind, as he was hunched over contracts and international concert venue information sheets.

“Hmm yeah.”

Y/N went to bed alone, waiting for his body to warm her up.


“Hello love.” Shawn said coming back home.

On the kitchen counter was a note.

“Hey Shawn, I got three auditions in a row tonight. See ya in the morning.”


“We never spend time together anymore!”

“Well maybe I’d see you more often if you weren’t involved in tour preparations 24/7!”

“I’d see you more often Y/N if you weren’t trying to get every movie role available in America!”

“I’m sorry if I’m ambitious and want things in life!”

“I have ambitions too!”

Y/N sat down, tears streaming down her face. Shawn flopped down onto a chair, hand going through his hair nervously.

“What’s happening to us Shawn?”

“I-I don’t know.”

“Our goals, careers they’re just. They’re driving us apart.”

“I miss how we used to be.”

“We’re still the same people, we’re just so busy you know? Anyways, I got an audition in ten minutes we’ll um we’ll talk later.”

“I’ll come with you.”

The cab ride, Shawn held Y/N’s hand. Their minds left their careers, their jobs, their schedules and just focused on this intimate moment. As they pulled up to the building however, it all came rushing back.

Y/N’s audition went well. She was borderline trying, having been rejected for every role she auditioned in the past year. This just made the casters see her natural self though, and they loved her.


Outside of the audition building, on a park bench overlooking the city.

“So, what do we do Y/N?”

“I don’t know. Nothing. You’ll have to go on tour, because that’s what you love; and I’ll stay here and you know, wait for responses.”

“I’ll never forget you Y/N. I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving you. When I met you, my life was changed because of you.”

“And I will always love you Shawn. Maybe we’ll find out way back to each other.” Y/N smiled sadly.


The camera flashes and shouts came back into Shawn and Y/N’s ears. Y/N blinked and Shawn swallowed as they both turned away from each other and smiled to the cameras.

Y/N turned her head slightly to look back at Shawn. He did the same. In their eyes there still was a hint of love that would not fade.

Y/N smiled at him, and Shawn gave her a small one back.

They weren’t with each other, but all of their other dreams had come true. Y/N was an Oscar-winning actress and Shawn had taken home his first Grammys. It just wasn’t with each other that it all happened.

PART2. Btw in ur requests take off anon so u can get a notif when i answer it 

😊Perfect (Grayson x Reader)

Summary: Based off of the song Perfect by Ed Sheeran. Basically Gray and Y/N have been friends forever who fell in love.

Warnings: None

A/N: Flashbacks will be italicized and lyrics will be bold and italicized. Also this is in Gray’s POV and it’s as if he’s writing you a letter :) relieving your life together if that makes sense?

Originally posted by dolanslife

Grayson’s POV

I found a love for me
Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me

“Come on Y/N it’s not that deep!” I shouted at you. You were freaking out about having to jump into the creek by our house. You were scared you were going to hurt yourself.

“Grayson what if I fall?” You yelled to me as I started laughing. I remember your hair was all over the place as you were panicking. You looked over the ledge and shivered. In reality it was about four feet high, but six year us thought it was more of 15 feet high.

“You won’t Y/N! I’ll catch you if I have to!” Well it was safe to say that I didn’t catch you. You were crying so hard and the only thing I knew to do to get you to stop crying was kiss you. I pressed my lips to your cheek. You did stop crying. We pretended everything was fine. Until your mom, who was a nurse, noticed the notch in your shoulder. In fact, I spent that summer by your side while you were in a cast after shattering your arm and fracturing your collarbone. Your dad was not too happy with me. We were the best of friends until about 11 years later when I got into my first real relationship. I’m sorry again.

Originally posted by luzdeganesh


“Y/N meet Ruby. Ruby this is my best friend Y/N.” I introduced you to my girlfriend Ruby. Remember her? She had dark red hair and a few piercings. We had history together with Ethan and her. I remember having the biggest crush on her. Finally I asked for her number and that was how we became a thing. I didn’t notice the way you would shut down around her. I didn’t notice your smile fading away anytime we all hung out. I didn’t see the way she would take me away from you. I’m so sorry Y/N. There would be nights I would call you at 2am and you stayed on the phone until school at 7 that morning. I remember calling you freaking out over Ruby not texting me back or if she was hanging out with guys. You would calm me down and we would get so deep in conversation to the point I would forget why I even called. This went on for a year and a few months until Ruby and I decided not to be together anymore. And I’m sorry Y/N. I’m sorry it took me so long to realize you were the one waiting for me.

Originally posted by american-skins-story

‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow,
Your heart is all I own
And in your eyes you’re holding mine

But I was too late. You had met Brad. Remember Brad? You were absolutely crazy over him. I mean who wouldn’t be? You were gorgeous with your tan skin and black hair. He was tall dark and handsome. He was a second year senior when we were juniors. He was an older man. Ethan was his friend, but I wasn’t. I remember you asked me one day during homeroom “Why don’t you like Brad?” I just chuckled and I shook it off. Until one night it all came out.

Ethan, you, and me were all having one of our best friend dates. It was the weekend of prom. I remember you had bought this sapphire blue dress with silver gems through the chest area. You looked so beautiful in it, but the school didn’t get to see it. Brad had gotten suspended for bringing cigarettes on campus. He was your date. You didn’t want to go if he wasn’t going and Ethan and I didn’t want to go if you weren’t going to be there. We had an anti prom with pizza, video games, and movies. At least that was the plan. I remember that night too clearly.


We were all in the living room. We were all wearing our pajamas. You were lying on one side of the couch on your phone most likely waiting for Brad to text you back while Ethan and I were playing FIFA on the other side. “Y/N do you wanna play?” Ethan asked you, but you didn’t say anything. Just then his phone rang. It was the alarm to go get our pizza and rent a movie for us. Ethan left us alone.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked you gently. Brad was your first love. You looked at me and shook your head.

“I just want him.” You stood up walking over to the window. “It’s a little hot.” You said as you opened the window. You inhaled the crisp spring wind. I walked next to you. The wind blew strands of your hair all over the place. I chuckled noticing the moon reflecting off of your eyes. “I just don’t understand why he picked to go out with his friends tonight. I mean yeah he was suspended, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t hang out and be a couple.” You complained looking over the window ledge. “It’s not fair.” I could see your eyes turning glossy. I pulled you into me and I just held you. You sniffled as my shoulder was becoming damp. Even while you were crying, you were still so beautiful and I was pissed that you were in tears. I hated seeing you cry. Then I remembered the one thing to do to get you to stop crying. I pushed you back a little bit so I could look you in your dark brown eyes. You sniffled and apologized I was seeing you like this. “Sorry you have to see me like this.” You looked away shyly, but I didn’t mind. I tilted your chin up to look me in the eyes. Gosh you were so short.

Originally posted by pleasingpics

“You should find someone who ruins your lipstick and not your mascara.” I said gently. You looked me in the eyes. Our eyes were locked on each other’s as I smiled.

“What type of guy is Brad?” You asked me softly. I inched closer as my eyes flicked from your eyes to your lips.

“Ruins your mascara.” I said barely above a whisper. I remember praying to God that they messed up our pizza order and that Ethan would be gone for so long so I could have this moment. I softly pushed your hair out of your face.

“What about you?” I swallowed hard at your question. I knew you knew the answer by the way you smirked after you asked.

“Ruin your lipstick.” Our eyes exchanged captivating holds again as I gently pressed my lips to yours. You didn’t run. You didn’t pull away. In fact, you kissed me back just as gently.

Originally posted by lepi-gladni-prokleti

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark

With you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass,
Listening to our favourite song
When you said you looked a mess,
I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it,
Darling, you look perfect tonight

We graduated high school two weeks later. The night of our anti prom, you called Brad and ended things with him. However you didn’t date me right after the break up. You wanted to go on a date beforehand to see how I really did treat you. Our first date was a picnic in the park at night. You were wearing a maroon romper with sandals. I couldn’t get over how amazing you looked. Never Be Alone by Shawn Mendes was playing as we ate sandwiches and some fruit. We talked for what felt like hours. At one point, and to this day I still don’t know because I hate dancing, yet somehow I danced with you that night. You were in my arms as we swayed back and forth under the light of the moon. “You look like such a mess.” You giggled as your ran your fingers through my hair. I just laughed and so did you.

Originally posted by our-sizzling-seduction

“You look perfect.” I kissed your lips again as we swayed back and forth under the moonlight. I could taste a hint of strawberries and mint on your lips. Out of all the dates I’ve been on, this one was my favorite. Anytime you ask me what my favorite dessert is I always tell you strawberry shortcake. Because of that night I never forgot the taste of strawberries or how you were my shortcake. You would blush anytime I called you that, but I didn’t mind and I knew you didn’t either.

Originally posted by pleasingpics

Well, I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home
I found a lover to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own

We are still kids but we’re so in love
Fighting against all odds
I know we’ll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my girl, I’ll be your man
I see my future in your eyes

We dated for about two years before I decided I wanted to have you for the rest of my life. “Will you marry me?” I rehearsed in the bathroom of my house. Yes I texted you and told you to meet me at the park, but I knew that when I didn’t show you would come right here. Where we first kissed. Where we first connected. I ignored all of your messages as I decorated the room with streamers, balloons and rose petals. I did my best to make sure when you saw the house you wouldn’t kill me. I then heard your lovely voice.

“Where the hell is he?” You shouted as you walked into the living room. I stood at the edge of the bed and I pulled out a ring from my pocket. I heard Ethan laughing as your stormed into the room. I could see anger quickly leave your body as tears began to fall.

“I love you Y/N Y/L/N. You are stronger than anyone I know. We share the same dreams, hopes, and I hope that we’ll one day share the same home. You have known all of my secrets from when I blamed Ethan for coloring on the walls to all my sleepless nights. I want you to carry more than just my secrets. I hope one day you’ll carry my children.” Your hands covered your face as you were in shock. “Yes we’re still kids there’s no doubt about that. Your dad didn’t like me after you fell in the creek, but I know he hated Brad more than me. I don’t want what we have with anyone else, because I won’t have it with anyone else. You’re it. I see my future in your eyes Y/N.” You started crying again. “Come on Y/N we’ve been over this. I’m here to ruin your lipstick. Not your mascara.” You started laughing as you were also crying. You started turning red like a strawberry. Now was the time. “Will you marry me?” I asked with hope clear in my voice. You pushed your hair out of your face as Ethan walked into the room. He leaned against the door frame while I waited for your answer.

“Yes.” Was all you said as you tackled me into a hug.

Originally posted by toolaate

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Not As Good As Her Part 2

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Hello everyone! This is a cheating fic about Josh Dun, since I love an angsty fic. Part 3 will be out soon, and will be the last part! I’m sorry if this is slow, but part 3 will rip your heart out.

If you don’t like angst, you can read my other fic here. Which is another Josh Dun fic about an unknown number messaging you.

WARNINGS: mentions of cheating, bad language

You woke up and rolled over. 11:00 p.m. That was the time on the clock. You looked around the room confused, until you the memories of the night before flooded your mind. You rubbed your eyes, and tried not to imagine Josh and that woman in your bed. You would’ve cried if there were any tears left in your body.
You stayed in bed for a while before you decided to get something to drink. Jenna was in the kitchen sipping on a cup of tea when you came in. “Hey, how’d you sleep?” she asked when she saw you. Horribly you thought to yourself. “I slept fine.” She smiled. “Well, Tyler went to get your stuff. I say we get ready, and go shopping, maybe even get you a makeover. We have that party tonight for the celebration for the Emotional Roadshow!” she said. Does she really think you’re going to go to a party to celebrate that asshole’s tour? “We can go shopping, but I’m not going to that party tonight,” you told her. She pouted at you. “Y/N. The best kind of revenge is acting like you are so much better off without him. So change up your look, buy a brand new outfit, and show that dick what he missed out on!” she exclaimed. She did have a point. You reluctantly agreed. You made yourself a cup of coffee while she changed and grabbed some clothes for you to wear. You changed into a cute sweater and jeans from Jenna, and headed out.

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Kit x Reader...

Imagine dating Kit Harington and finally admitting it to teh public.

Word Count: 1,709

“American actress Y/n Y/L/N was seen this morning going into the penthouse of Kit Harington, the Englishmen who we have been speculating Y/n has been seeing for quite some time.”

“It didn’t escape our notice that during the interview, Kit refused to talk about any subject that might have to do with Y/n Y/L/N. Could there be trouble in paradise?”

“Y/n looked stunning with her blond curls and that dress today on the runway!” “Yes, and did you notice that “just-a-friend-Kit” seemed to stick pretty close to Y/N throughout the entire show? Could be proof that Harington and Y/L/N are an item?”

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Date Night - Sonny Carisi

Sonny Carisi x Reader

Summary: Going on a date night with Sonny.

“Where you off in a rush for?” Fin asked.

Fin’s question brought attention to Sonny from the other detectives. They all watched with curious stares as Sonny slid on his jacket and pack his stuff up.

“Hot date?” Amanda teased.

She had been teasing him ever since the digital ad of brassieres popped up on his computer. Sonny had kept his dating life separate from work. Here and there a hint would slip, but it wasn’t any of their business. They were all detectives and detectives sure love to snoop.

“Maybe. Maybe not.” He answered, vaguely.

“So when are we gonna meet her?” Olivia asked, with a mischievous smile gracing her face.

Sonny shot his Lieutenant a look and shook his head. If he dished anymore details, they would never let him off the hook.

“I don’t know what y’all talkin’ about.” He answered.

With that finally line, he was out the door, leaving his coworkers in his dust.

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It's Just a Little Crush

Fandom: Star Wars (Modern AU)

Pairing: Singer!Poe Dameron x Actress!Reader

Summary: Despite being a celebrity yourself, you had a celebrity crush on world famous singer, Poe Dameron. Many of your followers on your social media knew this…including tv show host, James Corden. With his help, you end up facing your celebrity crush.

You were a big upcoming actress. Sure, you were known for playing memorable side characters. However, about a year ago, you landed a role that changed your life. In the movie adaption of young adult novel “Fangirl” by Rainbow Rowell, you landed the role of both Cather and Wren. It was amazing because 1) You loved the book to death and 2) This was your big break! So now you’re here on The Late Late Show with James Corden.

“So there’s this young adult novel called Fangirl and it’s written by Rainbow Rowell.” A few cheers are heard from the audience, “Yes! So now there’s a film coming out! So let’s give it up for the star of the movie Y/N L/N!!” The audience erupts in cheers and screams as you walk onto the stage. You hug James and sit down, “Hello, Y/N and welcome to the show!”

You smile and bounce in your seat, “Oh my gosh! Hi! I’m so nervous and happy to be here!”

“You’re nervous? Why?!” James asked.

“Well, you’re one of my favorite tv hosts. I absolutely love carpool karaoke.”

James scoffed, “Girl, please! Flattery will get you..everywhere.” You laugh. “So, Y/N did you read the book before even auditioning?”

Your eyes widened in excitement, “Yes! I did, actually and I love it! And, of course, I read it again when I got the role to help me get into character.”

“Because you’re not playing just one person. You’re playing two?”

You nod in confirmation, “Yup! I’m playing the twins Cather and Wren!”

“So, this movie is all about fangirls. Are you part of any fandoms or do you consider yourself a fangirl?”

“Yes, actually! I do! I’m in the Disney fandom, DC fandom, and Harry Potter fandom.” Cheers come from the audience and you cheer with them, “Yeah! Fandoms!” You giggle at the end.

“So do you fangirl over any celebrities?”

“Oh definitely! Yeah! Like Beyonce, Orlando Bloom, Henry Cavill.”

“Yep! Me too! Fanboy and proud!” He sticks his hand up and you high five with both of you giggling, “So, I have to ask: are you a big fangirl of the singer Poe Dameron?”

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A+ (High School AU!) Special Ending for 400 Followers!

category: FLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOF, and little bit crack

pairing: eunwoo X reader

note: hi guys! i would like to thank you all for supporting me as i dive into the world of writing on tumblr and express myself through cheesy ASTRO scenarios. we hit 400 followers! WOOT WOOT! so to celebrate, i prepared a special secret ending thus continuing the life (Y/N) and Eunwoo have after reuniting in Korea… i love A+ so much and a wave of nostalgia hit me when i typed the title :’) so yeah this is gonna be extra fluffy bc i know how much you guys love fluff <3 tyty ily hope u enjoy and continue to watch me grow here :) (also, if you haven’t read the rest of my A+ series yet then please do before you read this chapter because it’ll make everything better)

warnings: toddler giraffe sanha and embarrassing teacher names

“Sanha you take that back right now!”

Sanha stuck his tongue out at Eunwoo and continued to jump on the couches while chanting, “I love Mommy better than Daddy!”

“You little piece of shi-”

“Eunwoo! We’re going to be late! Also, no cussing in this house!” you rushed into the kitchen with a blazer on, hair tied back, and your dress shoes halfway on your foot.

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Requested by @princess-of-erebor1992Oh my gosh oh my gosh! So so I neeeeed a fic where reader first meets Cas. She’s skeptical like Dean was and maybe she ends up, you know, um..falling in love?? Need…NEED IT! *slinks off*

Here you are, lovely!! I do not own Castiel, Sam, or Dean. They belong to the writers of Supernatural. 

Warnings: FLUFF! Confused puppy Cas

Pairings: Castiel x fem!reader, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester

Originally posted by weallneedcastiel

You were leaning against the wall in the motel room when you first saw him. “Honestly, it sounds like your run-of-the-mill demon here, Sam,” you stated. Sam hummed in response and Dean sank down on the bed. “So why call me?” you asked. You didn’t really handle demons. Vampires, shifters, werewolves? Sure, but demons? No.

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Name: It is… a pleasure. Part 3
Pairing: Mycroft x reader
Summary: Mycroft and the reader have dinner together, and the reader is worried about being stupid.
(Part 1, Part 2) And it went weird now. I’ve no idea what I did. Don’t hate me.

It is the Sunday. The dreaded Sunday. The expected Sunday. You don’t know what feeling is stronger - the fear or the happiness. To say it shortly - you are nervous. Hella nervous.

“Ma’am?” a man knocks on your door again, then steps in. “It is time to go.”

“Did he seriously have to send a car for me?” you ask sadly, and the man nods again - it’s been a dozenth time you asked him that. “And what other instructions do you have? Kill me in a dark alley? Bring him my brain? Why would he even want it?”

“I simply have to make sure you get to the restaurant on time, ma’am,” the man stands there like a mindless statue, as you grab your bag and put the coat on. “An umbrella is not necessary, ma’am.”

“But it is raining.”

“Mister Holmes said you do not need one,” you sigh and leave the umbrella at home, then just head out of the door, knowing that you do not really get a say in what will happen this evening. The roads are clean. No cars to stop you, no traffic, nothing to slow the car down, as if the road is prepared for you, but you have a feeling that it is exactly what happened. Not surprisingly, the restaurant is empty as well, except for Mycroft sitting by one of the windows, reading a newspaper, even though he probably already knows all the important news.

“Y/N,” he quickly stands up to greet you, as you quickly walk towards the table and sit down, feeling rather weirdly, as Mycroft smiles at you. “I am glad you came.”

“Not that you gave me an option, did you?” you try to smile, as he hands you the menu. “Mister Holmes… Mycroft, I would be here even without this patrol following me.”

“I had to make sure you would get here safely,” Mycroft explains. “There have been some attempts to get to me for quite some time now. Wouldn’t want me risking your life, would you?”

“Uhm… I guess no.”

“Good. You… You look amazing,” you blush for a second and can’t help but smile back him, feeling how his insecure smile suddenly widens, turning into an actual smile, as if you are teenagers on your first date. “Now just order,” you look through the menu, trying to find something you would know from the list, but all the titles seem terribly unknown and absolutely luxurious. And absolutely out of your budget. “Is there a problem?”


“Would like for me to order?” he asks softly, obviously knowing what is wrong. “Or we can just ask the chef to do his best?” you nod, and Mycroft smiles, giving a sign to a waiter standing by a wall. “You must realize that I will not let you pay for this dinner, no matter how it goes, don’t you?” you stop for a second, then nod slowly, seeming to accept the terms. “You seem stressed.”

“Now, why would I be?” you ask as sarcastically as possible.

“Is that because this place is not one of those you go to usually?”

“Yeah, one of the reasons,” you answer, and Mycroft leans back in the chair, smiling. “And it is not funny. You drag me here with all this… stuff - the car, and the people just serving… Can’t you just… ”

“I apologize for making you uncomfortable. I didn’t consider that you may find it overwhelming,” he frowns for a second. “Would you like to go somewhere else?”

“No, no, it’s fine… Just… Urgh, it is so embarrassing.”

“It sure is,” the waiter walks back with the plates, and you just start staring at the table, until Mycroft takes your hand. “Y/N, you should just be yourself, it is alright. Forget about the food, and the people, and the way I made you feel. Let’s just chat.”

“Yeah, until I embarrass myself.”

“That is the purpose,” you exchange quick smiles. “Ask questions, Y/N. Whatever you wish to know…” you sigh, deciding to just try and give it a chance, as nothing good will come from just sitting there like two idiots.

“Are you really the British Government?” you ask quickly, and Mycroft leans back, letting go of your hand.


“Really? Seriously, THE government?” Mycroft nods. “Wow… That is cool. Do aliens really exist?” he laughs quietly and changes the topic.

“Do you really kick Sherlock every time you argue?” he asks back, and you laugh back, nodding.

“Did he complain?”

“No, Sherlock pretends that he is the boss,” you both smile, knowing how much the boy loves feeling like he is in control.

“Why the purple tie?” you ask the most random question you can.

“Because I like purple,” he shrugs his shoulders. “And my… employee does not appreciate this color. So I wear it when I am communicating with people outside of my usual circles.”

“It fits you,” you note quietly.

“Thank you. Do you like sorbet?” another random question.

“Lemon,” you nod. “Very tasty, very sour and sweet. Do you read?”

“Of course, I do. Spending an evening with a cup of tea and book near a fireplace…”

“You have a fireplace?” he nods, and you giggle. “Do you make marshmallows in it?”

“Do I look like a kind of man who would?” you raise an eyebrow, and he finally nods. “Yes, once a month,” you can’t stop giggling, so Mycroft asks the next question. “Do you…”

“Why do you ask questions?” he stops talking, and you rush to explain. “I mean, you already know everything about me.”

“I simply want it to look like a natural conversation.”

“Mycroft,” you sigh. “It can’t be a natural conversation. Just look at you, then look at me. Even at my brightest, I will never be as cool as you are when you are casual.”

“You are mistaken,” Mycroft corrects you. “You are special, as I said before.”

“I can hardly believe that you are actually interested in me,” you smile sadly. “More probably, it is about taking care of Sherlock, but I will do that even if you don’t have dinner with me, so it really makes no sense…”

“Gosh, you people sometimes can’t understand simplest things,” Mycroft stands up and leans over the table (which you are pretty sure is frowned upon all over his world) to grab your chin with one hand and lift your face to make you look him in the eye. “I am bloody in love with you, Y/N, and I have no idea what to do with this annoying feeling, but I have no choice, do you get it?”

“Your tie is dirty,” you notice, as the tie falls down and touches your sauce, so you lift it, avoiding Mycroft’s eyes. He groans.

“Did you hear me?”

“Yes, sir, even though it is rather impossible to be in love with someone from just following them… Wait… If you followed me everywhere… Are you seriously in love, like in love with me?” he quickly lets go of you and sits back down, embarrassed with his behavior - you are certain that is not how he behaves ever. Maybe, it’s just because you are being very stubborn.

“And I am emotional, no matter what that brother of mine has told you. I am just good at hiding stuff.”

“So you are emotional? Did you cry when you watched Titanic?” you ask quickly to fix the tension.

“I didn’t watch it.”

“Seriously? Man, you have to!”

“Yeah, as well as a dozen other things like Jane Austen movies, I was told so.”

“You never watched them?” Mycroft shakes his head, and you just stare at him for a good minute. “Mycroft Holmes, you have no idea what world you are living in. You know what… I will make you a list of stuff you have to read and watch and give it to you the next time we meet. Deal?” Mycroft lets a smile out and nods. “You will watch them?”


“Come on! Then I will have to watch them with you,” you shrug your shoulders. “I do not mind doing that, so you will know what people are talking about, Mycroft.”

“I know what they are talking about.”

“Not when we discuss the fandoms.”

“Fine,” he nods, trying to look serious, but you catch him smiling at his plate. And yes, it most probably will be a date.

I dunno. Part 4? I have no idea if it’s worth it. Sorry for disappointing you. 

Set Runner - Harry Holland


Description: You’re a runner on set of one of Harry’s short films and he seems to like a lot of coffee… or maybe he just wants an excuse to talk to you.

Word count: a little over 2.5k

Warnings: none, and I think I managed to keep it gender neutral this time, but if you see any spots where it’s gender specific tell me and I can fix it

Note: I hope this is okay, thank you so much for sending this in because it was such a cute idea. Tell me what you think :)


“Y/N, are you still looking for a job of some sort?” your best friend and roommate asked, causing you to look up from your phone, eyebrows raised.

“Yeah, I really want some sort of job, even if it’s something small. I kinda want to get out of the apartment and, I don’t know, pick up some more skills or something? Why do you ask?” You responded. You figured your friend asked because she had a suggestion, but you didn’t want to get your hopes up prematurely.

“Well, I have this friend, and his brother makes short films and he’s about to start filming for a new one, so I figured you could ask if you could have a job as a runner or something simple like that… I mean, if that’s what you want to do.”

You mulled it over for a moment so short it was like you didn’t even think before responding, “That actually sounds like a really good idea, and it seems pretty fun. Can you give me your friend’s number or something so I can try and get in contact to ask?”

Your friend sent you her friend’s contact information and you were so excited you decided to call him immediately. The phone rang a few times before a male answered with uncertainty lacing his voice. “Hello?”

“Hi, is this Sam Holland?”

“Yes it is, who is this?” he responded, possibly even more confused as to who was calling him and how they knew his name.

“This is Y/N Y/L/N, I’m a friend of Y/F/N and they told me your brother is a director of short films?” You explained and hoped you didn’t sound weird for knowing so much about him without having met him.

You heard a small chuckle and a mumble of something along the lines of, “People usually call because they’ve heard about my other brother.”

“I’m sorry, am I missing something here?” It was your turn to sound confused; was that comment meant for you to hear? His other brother? What on earth did he mean?

“Oh no, I’m sorry, it was nothing, just that uh… well, usually, my brother and I are only ever recognized for our older brother, so it was funny that you weren’t asking for him, s’all.” He attempted to explain, still laughing slightly. You chuckled too, even though you weren’t quite sure what he was talking about.

“Anyways, yeah, my brother, Harry makes short films. Were you interested in a certain project or…?” Sam continued when his laughs had calmed.

“Well, not necessarily, but I’ve been wanting a job of some sort for a bit now, and Y/F/N said maybe I could talk to you or your brother and see if there’s anything I could do for you guys? Even if I’m just doing little and insignificant things, I would love something to do…”

“Sure, I’m sure Harry would be perfectly fine with having a runner. How do you feel about doing little things like driving people or getting coffee for people or delivering things? I know, it’s super mundane and boring, but runners are a kind of luxury we don’t see much on our sets. What do you think?”

“Really? I would absolutely love to, if you’ll have me.” You responded enthusiastically.

“Great! We actually start filming for a new project next week, if you want to come to that one…?” Sam trailed off, not wanting to sound pushy.

You answered instantly, excited at the prospect of starting so soon, “Yes, yes, of course! Thank you so much!”

“No problem, I’ll text you the details and I can send you Harry’s number, too,” Sam assured, and you were ecstatic at how simple the process was.

“That sounds perfect! Thank you again, Sam,” you gushed, overjoyed and anxious already for next week.

The call ended shortly thereafter, and you babbled to your friend about the conversation and how excited you were. A text came through from Sam with Harry’s number attached, which you immediately saved and made a mental note to text or call him later on.


Six days later, you were practically bouncing off the walls as you tried to prepare yourself for your new job (could you call it that? It wasn’t anything huge, but it still gave you some pay and it was something to do… yeah, we’ll just call it a job). You had already talked to Harry over the phone, however briefly, and he had agreed with and said just about the same thing as his brother (“Yeah, I’d love to have a runner on set! We don’t really get to have those too often…”). Your friend almost regretted suggesting anything in the first place, because it was all you talked about for those six days. But at the same time, while they acted totally exasperated and annoyed whenever you would mention it again, they were also kind of proud that they brought it up because they knew it made you really happy.

And because your friend cared about you so much, they understood how restless you were and suggested a movie marathon to help pass the time. You agreed easily and you got to work picking movies, preparing snacks, and getting comfy.

Just like your friend expected, the time flew by and soon you were showering and heading to bed, too sleepy to get excited and bouncy again about your first day tomorrow.

You set an alarm and slipped into bed, falling asleep quickly, your mind letting you get the rest you so deserved and needed to prepare for the next day.

When you woke up the next morning, you were alert instantly because oh my gosh, I get to go to my job now! You went through your morning routine with music playing, dancing around your room and singing along because you were just so dang excited.

Getting in your car and driving to the address both Sam and Harry texted you was a blur to you as the only thing you could focus on was all of the possibilities the day held. You knew you weren’t going to be doing anything super extraordinary or important but you were still pumped.

When you arrived at set, there were already people flitting around, getting ready for the day and you heard the buzz of mixed conversations as you stepped out of your car. A freckled boy approached you immediately, his grin spreading as he extended an arm to shake your hand. “You’re Y/N, I presume?”

You nodded and spoke up with a smile of your own, “I am indeed, and you must be… Sam?”

He nodded his head and released your hand before turning away to lead you to a different part of set. He pointed different people out as you walked, briefly introducing you to them and explaining that if there was anything they needed at any point, they could go to you. You would nod and smile and you still felt so happy to be there.

After a few minutes and a bit of walking, he led you to a canopy where another boy was conversing eagerly with multiple people in an excited frenzy. He turned his head back and forth and looked at the papers in his hands, never dropping conversation all the while. Just looking at him multitasking the way he was was making you awestruck and almost intimidated.

But before you could get too caught up inside your own head, Sam spoke up as he neared the few chairs that were set up for the day. “Hey, Harry, this is- “

“Sam, for the last time mate- “ he spoke with an exasperated and fond laugh breaking up any of the edge his words may have carried. He hadn’t quite looked up to see you, which explains why he suddenly cut Sam off.

“This is Y/N,” Sam spoke over Harry as he gestured to you when the director finally looked up and over to you.

You saw Harry’s mouth drop slightly, his eyes widening in surprise and in way that made him look innocent. You swore you almost saw a faint blush paint his cheeks, but with a quick and very minute shake of his head, it was gone. A smile replaced his previously shocked look and he shook your hand as he apologized for being rude and formally introduced himself.

His deep voice was like music, flowing into your ears and instantly calming you. You listened intently to his every word just to hear the way they rolled off his tongue, to hear the way his voice carried every syllable to your awaiting eardrums.

When you noticed Harry shooting a look at Sam, you glanced at him yourself and noticed a knowing smirk playing at his lips as he immediately picked up on why Harry’s face looked the way it did when he saw you.

You were kept unaware and for once you didn’t mind.

Harry explained the basis of what you should do throughout the day and politely asked for a coffee for himself before suggesting that you ask around and see if anyone else wanted one. You agreed without hesitation and pulled out your phone to make note of everyone’s orders before thanking Harry once again for the opportunity to work with and for him as you left set to complete your first task of the day.

You had no issue driving to pick up refreshments for everyone and drove all the way there and back with a smile pasted on your face. You took your work seriously in that you made sure everyone had their order quickly so that the temperatures of the beverages were as unchanged as possible so as not to ruin the drinks.

When you brought Harry his coffee, he took it with a sweet, “Thank you, love,” that had you so flustered your face became red and your heart tried to beat its way out of your chest. You asked if there was anything else you needed to do and he thought for a moment before responding with a simple but cheeky, “Nah, you just sit there and keep looking pretty.”

Needless to say, your face burned in the best way as you sat off to the side and out of the way as you watched the magic happen.

It wasn’t much later when Harry waved you over. You practically skipped over to him with a beam and asked what he needed. He asked if you wouldn’t mind taking down lunch orders for later so that you could go and bring back food without any issues when it was time. You agreed and flounced off to do the same thing you had done with coffee, failing to notice the way Harry watched your retreating form or how Sam snickered at him because of it.

When you came back to ask Sam, those around him, and Harry himself what their orders were, you definitely noticed the thoughtful look on the director’s face as he watched you converse easily with his family and coworkers. You thought nothing of it, figuring that he probably just needed a moment to sort out his many thoughts about the film and you just so happened to be what his eyes decided to focus on.

Throughout the day, Harry would wave you over to ask a favor or just ask for your opinion on a certain scene. You didn’t understand why he was asking you as if you knew the slightest about filmmaking, but you went with it, not complaining when you were so close to the admittedly attractive boy that you could feel the warmth that radiated off his body.

What you didn’t know was that Harry wanted your opinion because he wanted to impress you with his talent. He wanted to have a reason to stand so close to you and speak into your ear without anyone putting too much thought into why you were so close to each other. He saw you as beautiful and would do anything to keep looking at the gorgeous smile that had yet to leave your face. When Sam initially brought up the idea of having a runner on set, he didn’t really care because they had never had one before and they had done just fine. Now though, he was starting to think that maybe he should thank his twin for bringing you along; you were a helping hand and made things run a little smoother, yes, but you absolutely blessed Harry with your presence in a way he never knew he needed.

He kept making up all sorts of excuses to talk to you just to hear the melody of your voice carry into his ears. First it was the coffee, then the lunch orders, then another three or so coffee trips (literally just for him, and he didn’t need it at all but you were just so cute and so willing and he just really wanted to talk to you), then all of the times he asked for your opinion about a scene or certain shot. He was almost ashamed until he would remember that it was all because of you, and that was a damned good reason to be that extra.

After the second coffee trip of the day, you had your suspicions that Harry didn’t really want the coffee but that it had something to do with you yourself, and after the third time he asked you to look at something - which meant you had to stand right next to him - you were absolutely positive that Harry just wanted to talk to you or be near you or something.

So at the end of the day, it was no surprise when Harry immediately came to you to ask if you liked your little job enough to keep coming back. The surprise was the part where you said yes and teased him about being eager to see you again before kissing him on the cheek and heading to your car. You waved and giggled as you saw his flushed face and mirrored his huge grin as he waved back.

That night, Harry would call you and try to hold a longer conversation about your day on set and what you liked most and if anything particularly intrigued you. It was all simple conversation that he only held because you were so cute when you talked about it, all fascinated and eager to learn more. He hadn’t been paying too much attention to the words you said but rather how you sounded when you said them, so it was relatively easy for him to cut you off mid-sentence without realizing it.


“What is it, Harry?”

“Would you like to get coffee sometime?”

“Well, that is kind of my job on set, hon… and what, were the four cups I got you today not enough?” You teased.

“I, well, no, I meant would you like to get coffee with me sometime? Just us?” He rushed out, his deep voice getting higher due to nerves.

You were silent for a moment, and he was about to start fumbling for words again to tell you to forget it when you spoke, “I would love to, Harry.”

He was beaming again and stuttering out that that was perfect and he couldn’t wait and he really needed to thank both Sam and Y/F/N (that part was supposed to be for only him to hear, but you heard anyways, and you made a mental note to do the exact same thing).

You promised to talk to each other more on set the next day, and you went to bed that night with a smile, thinking of the tall director with the deep voice and cute laugh that was already beginning to steal your heart (and your money, what with all the coffee runs he sent you on, but that part didn’t really matter).


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Club Confusion Pt. 22

Part 21

Word Count: 2,321

A/N: Hey! Sorry this chapter took so long, I’ve been sick, and busy like crazy, ugh. Anyway, I love this chapter! Feedback is always appreciated. :)

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Fort Night

Josh crouched over, finishing up building a pretty impressive looking pillow fort. It hadn’t been his first time making one, but he had never put so much effort into making one before. Standing back up straight, he took a small step back to scan over the fort. It looked like it could have withstood a major earthquake and was decorated with cute stuffed animals. His eyes quickly checked the cat clock on his wall, 5:37 PM. He still had time to take a shower if he hurried.
Slipping into a loose tie-dye shirt and shorts, Joshua skipped over to his kitchen where he pulled out a jar of Nutella. His eyes scanned the pantry, his hair was still dripping wet, the small pitter patter of water drops falling onto his tiled floor made him anxious for the night to come. Before he could close the red pantry door, he heard knocking on his apartment door. Not expecting this, he jolted slightly in surprise before rushing over to the door.

Swinging the door open, he was greeted by a boy in a red shirt and a black visor. “Hello!” He held a bag in his arms that contained the pizza Josh had ordered earlier. Without saying a word, Josh pulled out his wallet. It was completely covered in pictures of kittens, Tyler got him it on his 27th birthday. It was a cute scene. At exactly 12 AM Tyler shoved a little box into Josh’s chest. The box had Christmas gift wrapping around it, and a bow that was bigger than the box itself. It was typical for Tyler to do silly things like that, especially for birthdays. Pulling out a wrinkled up twenty dollar bill, Josh handed it to the boy quickly. “Thanks man!” He exclaimed, handing a box of lukewarm pizza over to the drummer. Before Josh could say anything back, the kid rushed away down the hall.

Setting the box down on his counter, Josh opened up his stainless steel fridge and retrieved a clear plastic container filled with cut up fruit that he had bought at the store. Taking all of the food in his arms, he carefully laid out everything in the fort, along with two spoons for the Nutella and his laptop for movies. A few days prior, Tyler brought up the idea of having a movie night. It wasn’t considered a date, neither of them had ever believed that they could ever make a move. But, Josh was definitely considering it a date. He had a good feeling about that night. Once he finished making the fort and all of its contents inside, he heard faint knocking on his door. Taking a deep breath in, Josh readied himself for the night. As he strided over to the door, he fluffed his almost fully dry hair, trying to make himself presentable. His hand clutched onto the ice cold doorknob and he slowly opened up the door.

“Hey man!” Tyler exclaimed, walking into the apartment right away. “I was looking through Netflix before I came over and….” Josh wasn’t listening to a single thing his friend was yapping about. His heartbeat was drumming in his ears as he checked out Tyler. Slowly closing the door after his friend, he smiled nervously and nodded. “So, what movies were you thinking about?” His bandmate asked as he made his way to the living room where the pillow fort stood.

“Clueless,” Josh said with a quiet chuckle. His friend busted out into a fit of giggles. Tyler absolutely loved that movie, Joshua knew that was a fact. “It’s funny and cute and the best,” He added, walking over to the pillow fort. “Do you like the sick layout?” The drummer grinned widely.

“Sick as frick,” he answered without any hesitation. Dropping down to his hands and knees, Tyler crawled into the fort and laid on his stomach. Josh followed Tyler quickly, getting into the fort and laying down right beside his friend. “Pizza, Nutella, and fruit?” The taller male asked, cocking up an eyebrow.

‘Oh god what a terrible idea,’ Josh thought to himself. He felt like a complete idiot for not actually making dinner. The pink haired male honestly thought that making dinner would be pushing it. It would have made things feel too much like a date. “Erm, yeah,” he stuttered, pursing his lips out in frustration with himself.

“This is perfect,” Tyler insisted, opening up the box of pizza and retrieving a piece of pizza that was way beyond cold. “I love cold pizza,” he teasingly pushed Josh and looked over at his friend with reassuring eyes.

“Heh, thanks man,” He sighed in relief, opening up his laptop and launching Netflix. After a short bit of loading, the 90’s chick flick started to play and Tyler quickly zoned out, completely lost in the film. Josh wanted to watch the movie too, but he was so distracted by the fact that Tyler was beside him, in a pillow fort, in dim lighting, while watching a romcom. He couldn’t concentrate on the film, the scent of Tyler was enough to get him completely high. Every time Tyler would laugh at a crappy punch line, Josh would examine his face. The dimples that formed on his cheeks, the lines that cutely creased his cheeks, his eyes would squint almost to the point where they looked closed. All of this detail, it gave Josh butterflies. He was so infatuated with his friend and he didn’t know what to do about it. They had been friends for so long and he didn’t want to ruin it by making a move.

Halfway through the movie, Tyler opened up the jar of Nutella and grabbed one of the spoons. Although he loved Clueless, he couldn’t pay much attention to the film. He knew Josh was staring at him. It wasn’t very awkward, he loved feeling his eyes all over him, but it made things feel tense. Gripping onto the cold spoon, he took a big scoop of Nutella and turned slightly so he was facing Joshua. “Open up,” he commanded with his dopey smile.

“Oh my god,” Josh giggled, closing his eyes and opening his mouth. Tyler carefully placed the spoon in his friend’s mouth. He loved feeding Josh like this, it made him feel like they were a couple. “No homo,” he cackled. Josh quickly followed after, feeding his friend Nutella too. After a few bites, Tyler thought it would be funny to put some of the chocolate spread on his friend’s nose.

“Hey!” He exclaimed, cleaning off his nose with a finger and licking it off carefully. He couldn’t manage to make a stern face at the singer when he was cracking up over the scene. Without any hesitation, Josh took a spoonful and spread it all over Tyler’s mouth. “Hah!” He said victoriously.

“Oh my gosh,” Tyler’s jaw dropped in disbelief that his friend really did that. He shot Josh a glare before laughing. He tried his hardest to lick off the dense chocolate on his lips, but it quickly became a challenge when Josh was practically in tears, struggling to tell Tyler how he looked great with a goatee. “Help me dammit,” he demanded with a big smile. Josh scooted over to Tyler, his eyes carefully shot at his lips and then into his deep brown eyes.

“Sure pal,” he smirked and started to wipe the Nutella off with his thumb and licking it afterwards. Seeing Josh lick his thumb slowly was driving Tyler crazy. His tongue looked so soft and gentle.

“N-not like that!” He exclaimed, dipping his fingers into the jar before smearing it all over Josh’s mouth. “Like this,” Tyler started to kiss the Nutella off of the sides of Josh’s mouth. His tongue gently ran across the drummer’s lips, cleaning up the Nutella that was caked on him. Josh wasn’t sure how to react, he stayed dead still, terrified to make a move. “Aren’t you going to help me?” Tyler asked in a pushy time.

“I- uh-” Josh followed along, carefully kissing the chocolate off his lips. Soon enough, the chocolate was gone, and Tyler was still kissing his friend. His eyes were closed at this point, he had no reason to be looking at his lips when he knew the Nutella was gone. The kisses were short and quick at first, but as Josh warmed up, they became longer. Their lips started to open and tongues slipped out, dancing together. Tyler pushed Josh onto his back carefully. Their lips had disconnected as Tyler climbed on top of his friend.

“No homo,” he whispered and giggled before lunging his head down. His soft lips started to nip at the drummer’s neck. This had sent chills down Josh’s whole body, he took in a sharp breath when he felt the boy’s teeth graze against his skin softly. The movie was still playing in the background, but Josh honestly couldn’t care less. Tyler was straddled on top of him, giving him small hickeys all over his neck. His lips moved up to behind his ear, “I want you,” he whispered, hands slowly moving down the drummer’s chest. His heart was racing a hundred miles per hour, he was sure that Tyler felt it when he stroked his chest. Josh’s unsure hands tried to grab onto Tyler’s belt but was quickly swatted away. “Not so fast,” the brown haired male purred.

Arms moving up, Tyler took off Josh’s tie-dye shirt slowly. His head dove back down, tracing small kisses from his chest to his abdomen to his belly button. The drummer’s head was slowly becoming fogged the lower Tyler kissed. His hands gripped Josh’s pants. His fingers fumbled with the button and zipper. After a short struggle, Tyler yanked the pink haired boy’s pants down. A wide smile grew on his face when he saw that Josh was wearing iconic smiley face boxers. “Cute,” he chuckled before groping his friend.

“F-fuck,” Josh whimpered, he hadn’t been touched like that in a long time. Looking down at Tyler, he slowly propped himself up with his elbows.

“You like that?” Tyler hummed, pulling down the smiley face boxers. “You’re hard and I haven’t even started yet,” he grinned widely. He slowly started to stroke Josh, locking eyes with him. He loved the facial expressions he made when he touched him. The drummer’s eyes fluttered closed, his eyebrows furrowed and his body twitched under Tyler’s grasp. His head tilted back as his friend stroked faster. His stomach tightened as he tried to control his breathing. Soon enough, Tyler stopped, pulling off Josh’s pants and boxers off completely. The pink haired male whined when he felt the tanned boy stop. “Oh hush..” Tyler cooed gently before continuing, “You’re gonna get more than that.” He assured his friend.

Licking his fingers, Tyler slowly inserted his index finger into Josh’s entrance. He didn’t move an inch, not wanting to hurt his friend. “Let me know when you’re ready for me to move,” he whispered.

Josh was as stiff as a board, he had never had a finger up his ass before. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling at first, but after a few moments he got used to it. Nodding slowly, he gave the word to Tyler. “O-okay. You can move.” He said, feeling his muscles loosen up before tightening again when he felt Tyler slowly push his finger in and out. After a short period of time, Josh’s whimpers became moans. He added a second finger, scissoring his fingers in his friend to prepare him for what was coming next. He was getting used to this feeling, it started to feel amazing. Soft moans escaped from his lips as precum leaked onto his own stomach.

Tyler retracted his fingers, wiping them onto Josh’s discarded shirt quickly. “Do you want this?” He asked, hands on his belt.

“Y-yes. Fuck Tyler please don’t stall.” Josh cursed. Nothing was cuter than seeing Josh all flustered and cursing underneath Tyler. He loved how red his cheeks were. Nodding slowly, he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and zipped his pants, and slid them off. Josh sat up, practically tearing his friend’s shirt off. Tyler smirked, finally taking off his boxers. The two sat in the pillow fort for a few seconds. Josh felt like it was forbidden to see his friend completely nude and… Well, erect. Before he could whine some more, Tyler gripped Josh’s neck and pulled him into a rough kiss.

“Tell me you want me,” he demanded through is teeth. His eyes scanned Josh’s carefully as Josh spit out,

“F-F-fuck… I w-ant you.” He choked out and closed his eyes. Tyler could hardly wait himself, letting go of his friend’s neck, he looked down at Josh’s stomach. He clenched his jaw, spitting on his friend’s ass before thrusting into him slowly. “F-” The drummer couldn’t speak at this point. Consonants were the most he could blabber out.

Tyler’s rhythmic thrusts went along with Josh’s whines. He leaned down, kissing his friend to shut him up. Hips bucking along with Tyler’s thrusts, he couldn’t even open his eyes. He wanted more. Moving up, Tyler dug his fingers into the male’s hips, pulling him up and forcing him to go deeper into him. Their hips crashed together like waves in the ocean during a storm. Their breaths drowned out the movie. As each minute passed, Tyler’s went faster and harder. Josh wasn’t sure how much longer he could last if Tyler was going to keep up the pace. “I-I’m,” he moaned loudly, biting his lip, almost breaking his skin.

“Don’t,” Tyler growled, gripping his friend’s neck tightly and pushed up. His hand pressed against Josh’s windpipe. His eyes rolled back as he tried to gasp for air. “Don’t cum until I tell you.” The drummer’s hands moved up, finger’s intertwined in Tyler’s fluffy hair. Small beads of sweat dotted along his forehead as he struggled to keep going. The singer’s free hand moved down and began stroking the male underneath him.

All of this was too much. The pressure built up until he reached his breaking point. Josh let out a gentle cry as he came. His back arched and toes curled, throwing his head back, he shook uncontrollably underneath Tyler. “Fuck.” Joseph whispered harshly under his breath and between his grunts. The pillow fort that was thought to withstand an earthquake came toppling down. Seeing his friend so flustered set him off, eyelids fluttering shut, he came and hunched over Josh. Both panting together, Tyler managed a smile and stuttered “No homo,”

“Totally homo dude, totally homo,” Josh replied, sitting up and pulling the male on top of him into a gentle kiss. Tyler smiled softly into the kiss, pulling out of Josh he sat down beside his friend. His fingertips slowly traced the tree on the drummer’s sleeve. “How long have you been wanting to do that?” Josh asked, finally able to breathe normally.

“A long time.”


“I love you man.” Tyler admitted. “And I don’t mean having sex with you has made me love you. I’ve-”

“I know.” Josh interrupted his friend. “I love you too. Can we just sleep in my bed together tonight?”

Shades of Blue (Eliza x Reader)

Title: Shades of Blue

Pairing: Eliza x Reader

Modern/College AU


Request: From Anon - “Eliza x reader. Best friends secretly in love. Both in Uni and look forward to saturday because it’s their movie night where they have an excuse to cuddle and be sickeningly adorable. Also it’d be grand if you let eliza confess her love at the end of the fic. Thanks Xx”

Summary: You begin to wonder about a different type of future between Eliza and yourself through shades of blue. (SUPER FLUFFY)


Originally posted by usnavis-hat

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