i love how much she loves to swear

But sometimes, I swear I hear it, the wound closing
like a rusted-over garage door, and I can still move
my living limbs into the world without too much
pain, can still marvel at how the dog runs straight
toward the pickup trucks break-necking down
the road, because she thinks she loves them,
because she’s sure, without a doubt, that the loud
roaring things will love her back
—  Ada Limón, from ‘The Leash’
100 Reasons to Love Kim Namjoon

today is my 3 year anniversary of loving namjoon and so here’s 100 reasons everyone should love him !!!!!!!

  1. he gave up a stable future of studying and going to college (despite being so smart) to risk everything and pursue his dream of becoming a rapper
  2. had to fight criticism for being an ‘idol’ rapper and struggled for years with his decision and identity
  3. when he says he loves himself !!!!
  4. never forget this cute tummy flash !!!!!!!!
  5. he loves all his members so much sosososo much, he always puts them before himself 
  6. WHEN HE’S LAUGHING REALLY HARD AND HE STARTS SEAL CLAPPING
  7. that one time tae came to sleep next to namjoon and namjoon sleepily held tae’s hand and wouldn’t let go
  8. his signature move when he takes his two index fingers and covers one of his eyes while looking deadass into the camera
  9. HIS DOE SHAPED PRETTY CHOCOLATE BROWN EYES !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  10. professional self-dragger, literally willingly drags his own ass
  11. his mixtape release in 2015, every song was so important and deep and okay, it’s largely forgotten because of yoongi’s mixtape but it has so much emotion and meaning behind every song
  12. he loveloveloves dogs !
  13. literally has looked like the best thing the world has to offer no matter what rainbow ass hair color bighit sticks him with
  14. that golden age when his hair was black when will that look come back from the war ://////////
  15. you know that thing he does when he’s been rapping and suddenly breaks out into a smile and scrunches his nose and winks with one eye mmmmmmmmokay !!!!
  16. his angry rap when his neck veins show because he’s literally putting his all into it
  17. the way he looks in beanies !!!!!!!!! with one ear tucked in and the other sticking out
  18. the mole on the left side right under his jawline 
  19. the fact that he literally read books on philosophy for hyyh
  20. THE WAY !!!!!!!!! HE LOOKS !!!!!!!!!!!! IN A SUIT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  21. that time his speaker wasn’t working and he yelled at it and it started to work, Legends Only
  22. the fact that he isn’t afraid to try out weird kinds of fashion and won’t hear shit about it
  23. has been known to support LGBT since 2012
  24. THAT TIME BTS WERE IN ISAC IN 2015 AND HE WAS EVERY MEMBER’S HYPE MAN 
  25. when he’s too lazy to wear contacts so he wears his thick black rimmed glasses :’(((((((((((
  26. that time he had a wardrobe malfunction and had his whole shirt ripped off during that dance break and he did the whole performance holding up the sorry remains of his shirt 
  27. the fact that kim namjoon invented dimples !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! no really he did
  28. how he is literally incapable of doing a fan sign without making it a display of how much aegyo he can fit in any given span of time and then immediately be shy and embarrassed about it
  29. 6 feet tall, he is 6 feet tall also don’t forget that he is literally the eiffel tower because nothing is taller than 6 feet just sayin
  30. that amazing and blessed time he had silver hair and my heart literally exploded !!!!!!!!!!!
  31. HIS PRETTY PINK POUTY PLUSH PERFECT LIPS 
  32. that time bts was doing rainism and he was the only one who didn’t know all the moves and messed up but pulled it off confidently in the end
  33. he literally loves his mom so much i’m :’(((((((
  34. HIS ALL BLACK OUTFITS AND THE WAY HE LOOKS WHEN HE WEARS ALL BLACK AND THE WAY ALL BLACK LOOKS ON HIM AND -
  35. the fact that every time someone tells him to do a freestyle dance, it’s literally the same awkward robotic jerky dance with the failing arms and legs since 2013
  36. when he tries to sing even though the members laugh at him
  37. HE JUST WANTS TO CATCH CRABS FOR GOODNESS SAKE
  38. his cute soft pretty pink knees :’))))))))))
  39. in the fire era when he had that acorn haircut and pulled that shit off when will your fave ever
  40. he reads, he has an IQ of 148, he was the nation’s top 1% in 5 subjects in high school, he -
  41. his smile his beautiful glorious soft glowing stunning breathtaking smile that smile that you only have the privilege of seeing someone have one in a million times in your life, the kind of smile that could change the world
  42. the way he looks in a choker the way he looks in a choker the way he looks in a chok-
  43. okay !!!!!!!!!! but his cute squishy tiny nose so kissable n someone please bop it and pinch it and it’s soosososo cute 
  44. the way he gets his hands inky and dirty every single fan sign every single darn one !!!!!!!!!!!! why are they dirty? what is he doing ?????
  45. THE AUDACITY HE HAS TO WINK AND BITE LIPS AT CAMERAS THE SHEER AUDACITY
  46. the way his arms look in sleeveless tops his arms !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  47. the way he looks in snapbacks mmmmmmmmmmmm
  48. that time on running man when everyone was supposed to have as many boxes as possible and he literally got his box snatched from his hands and he tripped over nothing he’s the dorkiest softest boy -
  49. SAILORMON !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  50. that time he wore the army khakis and outfit and i just ://////// oh my god
  51. his side profile his perfect gorgeous beautiful angelic side profile !!!!
  52. his obsession with ryan and how happy he got when jimin got him a ryan cake for his birthday fkdsfhgfd
  53. legs for days !!!!!!!!!!!!!
  54. that time namjoon was a minion for halloween 
  55. “I had to dance to survive in this cold, cruel world.”
  56. his cute outfit in the baepsae dance practice video :((((((((((
  57. he looks sosoososososo unbeliveably beautiful bare faced i just love him so much 
  58. that time during the hyyh prologue shooting when all the members were piling onto him and he yelled ‘MY BALLS, MAN’
  59. his fucnkgn !!!!!!!!!! puma photoshoot binch !!!!!!!!!!!
  60. the fact that he sang expensive girl and took the fact that he didn’t get a grammy for it like a man :///
  61. that time they won their first award in 2015 and he was cleARLY CRYING but denied it like “i’m not crying”
  62. THAT TIME HE LITERALLY DESCRIBED HIS ERECTION ON LIVE RADIO AIR IN ENGLISH 
  63. that one time !!!!!!!!!!!!!! bts had an outdoor performance and his white shirt got sososososooso sweaty it was basically stuck to him and see through if you don’t know what i’m talking about then goodbye
  64. those RARE times when he smiles and sticks his tongue out at the same time !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  65. that time he was complaining about jungkook and the fruit flies and the weird as shit way he pronounced ‘vaccuum’
  66. his messy friendship with jackson 
  67. the fact that he apologized for the mistakes he has made in the past and made no excuses about them 
  68. award for having the world’s cutest and flattest tushy !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  69. i don’t know if anyone noticed but the way he holds his fingers when he’s explaining something like he puts them in awkward bent angles and they’re really long and expressive i just looooovvveeeee
  70. that time he was doing a duet with this female singer for a show and he picked her up from the airport and held a sign with her name and got shy around her he’s the biggest gentleman DDDD:
  71. deep husky voice like shots of pure liquid gold sends shivers down my spine ://////////
  72.  KIM DAILY
  73. that time he held a tiny itty bitty baby frog on his index finger i dont know why it was so cute of him i just !!!
  74. sweaty namjoon when namjoon sweats the sweat namjoon produces 
  75. that time he tried to twerk but ‘something keeps dangling’
  76. when !!!!!!!!!! he wears tight pants and his thighs are almost bursting out of his pants jdfkkhkj
  77. the way he says ‘baby’
  78. EVERY ‘WHAT AM I TO YOU’ PERFORMANCE HE’S EVER DONE
  79. that time he was asked to pick between solo and bts and didn’t hesitate for a microsecond before saying bts
  80. THAT TIME NAMJOON DID THIS GUITAR ACOUSTIC WITH SOMEONE ELSE AND HE RAPPED SO SWEETLY MY HEART OVERFLOWED
  81. taught himself english by listening to 10 english dvds 10 times over 3 years 
  82. special thank you to every namjoon stylist who made him wear low cut shirts
  83. THE WAY HE LOOKS WEARING A MASSIVE HOODIE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  84. ‘and i’m sexy like a porn star’
  85. accepts and settles for being the least popular bts member
  86. the way he looks when he wears headbands 
  87. when his sleeves are super long so he has sweater paws and his pretty fingers stick out slightly jdsfkshgkjfmncvb
  88. sub par body rolls that can still make you squirm and cry :////////
  89. once when he was the first in a lineup in a fan sign he told a fan ‘now you’ve practiced on me, you can do this in front of your real bias’
  90. got to write in “힙합하다 1” (‘This is Hip Hop 1: South Korea, Hip Hop and Life’) which is a hip hop book for 42 top korean hip hop artists
  91. THAT TINY MOLE BELOW HIS BOTTOM LIP THAT YOU CAN ONLY SEE IF HE SMILES REALLY WIDE
  92. the way he looks in a tie ohohohoohohoho my gosh !!!!!!!!!!!!!
  93. that time in the ariport the cameraman said ‘the girls love you guys’ and namjoon was like ‘thanks, we love you too’
  94. the way he wrote about the sunset in his diary when he went to dubai 
  95. HE HAS BENDY ARMS !!!!!!!!! NO REALLY I SWEAR THEY BEND BACKWARDS 
  96. he once told a fan ‘sorry’ when she told him she got him photocard
  97. he said that he wanted to know what it was like going to college and sometimes he feels like he missed out on that experience :///
  98. can you believe namjoon invented having pretty hands??????? Amazing
  99. he cares sosooso much about other people he’s always wondering how his fans are doing, what they feel like, always giving advice, always learning and growing, never stopping
  100. “I’m still existing, still breathing. Even though I keep looking forward and run, sometimes I still look back. The path in front and behind are still far, but even so, if the people who look at me are still dreaming and picking up their strengths, that alone makes me feel good. It’s okay to live this way, breaking down, getting hurt and looking back at the past. I will live. I am living like this. Me. Us.”
-posting my masterlist just for the heck of it-

Full-lenth oneshots (typically around 1,000 words) are posted first under each name, separated from shorter works by a line. Enjoy!

Beenzino

—-
“I Want to Try It With You”

Bobby

Auditions

Payback

It’s Just That…

Match

—–

“I Wrote This For You”

“Excuse Me For Falling in Love With You”

Cha Cha Malone

Realize

C-Jamm

See You Around

Nice To Meet You

Congratulations!

Five Years

Awkward

—-

“It Brings Out Your Eyes”

“He’s Going to Be Fine”

“Why Don’t You Just Crash at My Place For Tonight?”

Crush

“Birds Can’t Fly Without Wings”

“Take the Long Way Around”

Dean

Go

Questions

Decisions

Surprise

—-

“I’m Sorry… I’m Just Stressed Out”

“Please Don’t Do This”

Dok2

Wait

Good Morning

Don’t Tell

Rain

Home

Teamwork

Of Course

Excuses

Collab

Decisions

Secrets

—-

“What Happened To You Two?”

“He Really Needs Help”

“I Heard a Noise”

Flowsik

Familiar

Try

Yes

—-

“I’m Sorry, I Didn’t Mean To”

“You’re Warm”

Giriboy

1:30 AM

Wait!

Goodness Knows Why

Physics

Dawn

—-

“I Could Never Lose You”

“You Need Some Sleep”

“You’re Not Happy Here, Are You?”

“Your Feelings Don’t Matter Right Now; We Need to Do This”

“I Want To Wake Up With You Like This Every Morning”

“Why Don’t You Just Crash At My Place For Tonight?”

“I’m Coming Home”

Gray

Let Loose

Out Of the Blue

Next Time

Safe

Stuck

Headlights

With You

—-

“Cross My Heart and Hope to Die”

“Hold My Hand So He Gets Jealous”

“Don’t Say That”

“Sorry I’m Protective Over the Things I Love”

#Gun

Window

My Pleasure

Roses

I Insist

Cinderella

—-

“I’m Not Going Anywhere”

“Keep Your Eyes Open”

“I’m Sorry I’m Protective Over the Things I Love”

“Take Notes, Sweetheart”

G2

Hmm…

—-

“You Look Good”

“Someone Will Find Us”

Iron

Busking

—-

“The Key Is Under the Mat”

“You Look Good”

“I Couldn’t Do It Without You”

“Why Don’t You Just Crash at My Place For Tonight?”

“Keep Your Eyes Open”

“Have I Ever Told You How Much You Mean To Me?”

“Who Was That Guy?”

“Pillows Are Over-Rated”

Jay Park

Confidence

Joah

Give It a Shot

Go For It

Thank You

One Reason

Stupid

Little Fish

Respect

Aquaman

Lessons

Just You

—-

“Go Back to Sleep”

“I Wrote This For You”

“Slushies Aren’t Just For Kids, Fuck Society”

“You Got a Cute Butt”

“Do You Do This Every Day, By Yourself?”

“Do You Know How Long I’ve Been in Love With You?”

“You Still Have Me”

“I Cheated”

“I Swear, I’m Not Scared”

“Can You Just Leave Me Alone?”

“Get Over It”

Junoflo

—-

“This Is For You”

“She Really Loves You, Doesn’t She?”

“Sleep Tight”

Kohh

The Truth

Too Late

You Know That

Kush

Any Chance

—-

“Who Was That Guy?”

“If You Fall, I’ll Catch You”

“Do You Know How Long I’ve Been In Love With You”

“I Want To Wake Up With You Like This Every Morning”

“I Just Wanted To Get To Know You Better”

“We’re Going On A Trip”

“Let’s Give This Another Shot”

Loco

You’re All Mine

—-

“Why Do You Only Kiss Me When I’m Sleeping?”

“I’m Pregnant!”

“Yes… But You’re Prettier”

“And Then On Top Of All That, I’m On My Period”

Mad Clown

—-

“Who Was That Guy?”

Mino

You Promise?

—-

“I’m Not Going Anywhere”

“What Happened to You Two?”

“Tell Me What Happened, From the Start”

“We Still Have a Long Way To Go”

“You’re Not Happy Here, Are You?”

Okasian

Deal

—-

“Don’t Cry”

“Take My Jacket, It’s Cold Outside”

“Who Was That Guy?”

“Someone Will Find Us”

“You Look Good”

Olltii

Roll With It

—-

“I’m Ready”

“Do You Know How Long I’ve Been in Love With You?”

One

Competition

Everything I Need

—-

“Can I Kiss You?”

“I Had a Dream About You”

The Quiett

Nerves

Studio

Teamwork

Different

—-

“You Still Have Me”

“I Love You”

“Can You Come Over?”

“You’ll Stay By Me Forever, Right?”

Rap Monster

Play

Reddy

—-

“Stay Over”

San E

Lens

Sanchez

—-

“I Think You’re Beautiful”

Sik-K

Study Buddy

Well?

—-

“Why Don’t You Crash At My Place For Tonight?”

“He Really Needs Help”

“I’m Sorry, But That Was Adorable”

“But, I Said I Love You” (Angst Version)

“But, I Said I Love You” (Fluff Version)

Simon Dominic

Results

Comfortable

Jealousy

Words

Drive

Rules

Your Turn

I Don’t Need You

Remember That

Come Back

Congratulations!

Some Other Day

Day 1

I Believe You

Just Check It

Yes

Don’t Remind Me

Good Night

No Big Deal

Even

Bold

Promises

—-

“I Was in the Neighborhood”

“You Should Have Told Me”

“I Wrote This For You”

“You’re Competitive and So Am I, and It’s Going to Lead to a Fight”

“Don’t Say That”

“He Really Loves You, Doesn’t He?”

“I Need You”

“Let’s Give This Another Shot”

“I Don’t Think I Ever Told You, But…”

“No, You’re MY Bitch.”

“Excuse Me For Falling in Love With You”

“You Have No Chill”

Superbee

Keeping Score

Happy Birthday

Ugly Duck

Stars

—-

“Stay There. I’m Coming to Get You”

Vasco

—-

“Someone Will Find Us”

“I Bet You Can’t Go 24 Hours Without Cussing”

₩uno

—-

“You’re Important Too”

Yongguk

—-

“You’ll Stay By Me Forever, Right?”

Zico

Diss

Happy Birthday

—-

“What Are We?”

“We’ve Become That Clingy Couple That You Used to Complain About”

“Do You Really Have to Do That?”

“Please… Don’t Lie To Me”

“I Want to Wake Up With You Like This Every Morning”

“Get Out of the Way Before I Murder You”

“I Think I Busted a Rib”

Zion.T

Tell Me It Again

—-
“Don’t Be an Asshole. Asshole”

“Leave Me Alone”

“Sleep Tight”

To Jungkook you’re just a girlfriend. - pt.3 End

[pt.1] [p.2] [pt.3 End]

Originally posted by jkguks

It’s taking me a long time to get over him two months and three days to be exact, and right now I’m still hung up over the fact that our relationship ended so badly. After we had argued that night, I actually wanted to apologise for being so jealous when we were both in the right states of minds and when we were both calm from the fire I’d started. But when Taehyung came over and told me all the things he’d witnessed, I felt so stupid. Stupid for trusting him, for wanting to apologise for not accepting a mere friendship of his with another girl. Stupid because I still love him, I know he didn’t kiss her and that to some degree isn’t ‘cheating’ per se, but if I hadn’t sent him that message, if I hadn’t been the one to distract him, would he have stopped by himself? The more I thought about it, the more I was convinced that the answer was always going to be a no. Jungkook was never the type to check his phone straight away when it buzzed, so he must’ve glanced and saw my name and when he saw my name he remembered that he does still have a girlfriend, one he was about to cheat on. He wanted to kiss her and he wasn’t going to stop, and he must have wanted to; so to me that is still cheating. So I don’t get why I still love him. I honestly couldn’t thank Tae enough for telling me the truth, he’s a good friend to both Jungkook and I. Even if it seems as though he betrayed him, it’s what a good friend should do and will do.

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FaceTime Call

Series: Tom Holland Imagines

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: You Facetime Tom after finding out from fans he cut his hair. Your phone was off while you were landing home from a flight.

Warnings: SWEARING LIKE ALWAYS :)

Word Count: 1,700+

A/N: 400 more till 3k!! I love you all so much :)

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[Reader’s POV]


“So how was your trip?” Your mom asks happily through the phone. Reaching for your bag out of the carrier you tell her to hold on. Sometimes she calls you at the worst times. She onetime called you while Tom and you were having sex and wouldn’t stop calling till you picked up. Your mother was relentless sometimes.


“It went well mom, I’m just back to be in London” admitting the truth with a smile on your face. You loved it here because you got to live with the love of your life.


“How’s Tom doing? Anything new since Spider-Man Homecoming?” she absolutely adored Tom, she claims he’s the best you’ve had out of the guys you’ve dated.


“Yes he’’s actually working on another film, he’s been gone for two weeks while I was away as well so we’re both out and about” you explain as you walk down the plane aisle. You could hear her talking to your dad about Tom. Mentally wondering why she just doesn’t put you on speaker so he can hear too.


“Hey I’m going to go so I can focus okay? Plus Nikki is picking me up from the airport with Tessa”  Saying your goodbyes you hang up your phone. Slipping your phone into your purse you make your way out of the gate. The sound of your suitcase clicking against the bumps in the carpet.


   Walking past people to head towards the baggage claim. Looking at the time on your Apple Watch you walk a little faster. Nikki said she would be here at a certain time and you didn’t like making people wait. Turning the corner you go down the escalator descending to the baggage claim.


    Hearing a bark makes you search the crowd of people. A little grey blob pushes people out of the way. Nikki’s red hair standing out as she took off after Tessa. Opening your arms you get tackled by your favorite dog in the world. Her tongue laps at your face making you giggle.


“Tessa my love, I missed you so much” her body wiggling in your arms as you tried calming her down. People were looking at the interaction the two of you were having. Grabbing her leash you stand back up.


   Nikki opens her arms to you which you gladly take her hug. She gives the best hugs in the damn world. Letting you go she kisses both of your cheeks , she’s like a second mom. Tugging your free hand she pulls you along. She took your extra suitcase even though you tried to take it but she insisted. Leaving thankfully no one was outside, if Tom was with you it would have been a lot worse. He draws big crowds full of his loving fans.


“c’mon Tessa lets get in the car”  opening the door for her she jumps inside. Taking your backpack and purse off you set them on the floor of the car. You hear clicking sounds and turn around to see people with cameras.


    Getting in the car you close the door annoyed with the cameras. You don’t know how Tom does it all the time, it’s got to be truly exhausting having your every move watched. Even his family has to deal with it. Nikki tells you to ignore them and starts the car pulling out of the parking spot. Tessa jumps back onto the seat and lays down next to you.


   Smiling down at her you place your hand on her head. Your thumb stroking her head slowly to her ears and repeating it. Watching as her eyes closed from your touch. God you love her so much, probably more than Tom.


   Taking your phone out you see notifications pop up. Clicking on them you see Tom’s tweet and your heart stops. Going to his Instagram you see he hasn’t posted anything. Clicking on his tagged photos you see his fans posts. Scrolling through they’re all freaking about his Bye Bye Hair tweet.


   Exiting the Instagram app you open your messages and clicking on Tom’s name. Looking at the messages waiting for some sort of explanation. Typing and retyping the message you want to send. Normally he keeps you updated but he hasn’t said a damn thing. When he does that you start to feel like a fan yourself and freak out.


You:

So what’s with the tweet, care to spill the secret like you do with every Marvel secret?


    Locking your phone you know it’d be a while to get a message back if he was on set. The ride home was filled with conversation about your trip. The two of you talked as Tessa slept peacefully. Nikki told you stories about the boys and how mischievous they’ve been. She says Paddy has been getting into the sweets more and has grown a sweet tooth recently.


   Checking your phone you see there’s still no text back. You ask Nikki and she explains she has no clue. Apparently Tom hasn’t even told her which she thought was odd. You knew it was very odd because he’s such a momma’s boy.


   Nikki drops you off at Toms and helps you with your stuff. After you and Tessa are all settled she tells you to come over for dinner. Apparently Harry has been working on something and wants the family to see. He knew you were coming back into town so he told Nikki to tell you since you’re practically family.


   Hugging Nikki goodbye you shut the door behind her as she leaves. Picking your phone off the table you see notifications again. Some were from Harrison and your friends messaging you. The messages consisted of screenshots asking why Tom was cutting his hair.  Your thoughts get interrupted by your ringtone you made for Tom. It was him saying quackson.


Meme King:

C’mon angel don’t be like that, let me give you a call xx


   Rolling your eyes you connect your phone to the charger. Your phone starts ringing flashing ‘Meme King wants to FaceTime.’ Clicking the answer you see Tom relaxing with a hood on his head. Normally his curls peep out which make you narrow your eyes trying to see his curls. His smile distracting as he cheers happily to see your face.


“Ah there’s my beautiful girl, I’ve missed you darling” his voice making your heart ache, you miss him so much.


“Hey baby, I’ve missed you more..” you pout looking at him snuggle deeper into the couch. You could hear Harrison in the background talking. Tessa’s tags jingle as she jumps onto the L shaped couch.


“There’s my little one! I love you Tessa soooo much” Tom cooed into the screen making a kiss face.


“Tom so are you going to tell me what that tweet was about?” You ask turning the screen back to you. The seriousness in your face made his smile fall.


“I uh.. well I can’t keep it a secret from you anymore” He pulls the hood revealing his hair of cur.. there are no curls. Just short hair that he fixed with his hand. Your jaw dropping at the sight because last night you talked to him and all the curls were there.


“Christ, you don’t like it do you” Tom sits up fixing the angle he had the screen at. You were in shock because you haven’t seen Tom with short hair, the only pictures you’ve seen are from when he was little. Nikki likes to show you pictures from her archive whenever you see her.


“N-No baby, I’m just thrown off is all.. you look very handsome I’m just going to miss the curls” you give him a smile as you see his features relax. Did he really care that much about what you thought of his hair?


“I know how you like gripping onto them when I go down on you” he sighs tilting his head back. Your cheeks tinting pink from what he just said.


“Oi! I’m right here and you’re going to talk to her in front of me like that man? you two are like rabbits” Harrison’s voice fills your ears making you face palm yourself. God dammit Thomas.


“It’s the truth so now she has to wait for them to grow back” Tom defends himself laughing at his best friend. Harrison pops up behind Tom flipping you and him off.


“Awww Hazeroonie don’t be mad you don’t have a sex life” you tease sticking your tongue out. Harrison lets out a small scream taking off out of the frame.


“Okay yeah I’m definitely going to miss your curls now” you sigh thinking of the last time you two were alone together. Your thighs clamping together tightly at the thought.


“I’ll be home when I can love, I’ll FaceTime you every night till were together.. then when I’m home you can give me some personal FaceTime” his smirk making your heart rate pick up again.


“PLEASE GET A ROOM THOMAS” Tom’s head is then hit with a pillow causing him to drop his phone. In the background you hear the two getting into a little fist fight. Knowing them they’re going to sound like children any second with their banter.


“cut it out you twat I’m talking to my girl right now” Tom huffs after a slap sounds echoes through the air. The phone is kicked around making the room look like it’s spinning.


“Ow don’t pull my hair!” Harrison whines followed by a thud. Laughter filling the air making you sigh. These two were actual children.


   Tom picks up his phone that fell from before. Harrison says he’s going to the store leaving the two of you alone. The two of you talk about how long it will be till you see each other again. It was hard while he’s away but you really enjoyed these FaceTime calls. It was the only time you’d see him when he wasn’t busy and it made the wait worth it.

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Here Are My Colors

Anthony Ramos x Reader

Requested: anthony x reader where reader is anthony’s longterm girlfriend who stuck with him through him never being home, missing out on date nights for rehearsals & performances, & really through everything together. when the show hits broadway, anthony starts staying waaay later than he has to @ the theatre & on readers 3 year anni with him, he insists he has to stay late at the theatre when they already had plans together & reader discovers it was just bc he wanted to hang out with jasmine

Words: 6,149 (i get it man, I’m so extra)

Warnings:  swearing, cheating, AND angst, SO much angst, I’m sorry

A/N: I WANT TO DEDICATE THIS FIC TO THE MOST AMAZING PERSON, ELL @lookaroundlookaroundhowlucky. THANK YOU FOR LOOKING OVER THIS & FOR LITERALLY MAKING ME LAUGH & SMILE EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DAY. I LOVE YOU & I APPRECIATE THE SHIT OUTTA YA GIRL. Y’ALL GO CHECK HER OUT, SHE SLAYS THE GAME EVERYDAY.

ALSO, I have no words as to how PROUD I am of this fic, it’s UNREAL. It took me so long to write and I love it, it’s basically my child. PLEASE ENJOY.

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Hold On (trigger warning)

A/N: I’m in Prague with a friend this week and I put this on schedule so lets hope it works.
Requested to use the line “because I love you, that’s why.” Be aware this has a trigger warning, so think twice before reading. Also, I would love to hear feedback on this because I am honestly so fucking nervous.

Word count: 2,646

Originally posted by moonlightrobinson


Hearing someone you love cry, is probably the worst feeling in the world. The worst kind of pain I’ve ever experienced. I felt her pain. Deep in my chest. In every fibre of my body. With every dense heart beat. I felt it. Hearing her desperate sore cries from the other side of the door, it killed me inside. Left me numb and frozen.

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First of all... Yes

Originally posted by alinok

A/N: This was actually requested by @allipotterhead1 (my first request, may I add) and I got a bit carried away but I didn’t want to miss anything out, I hope you like it, I tried my best!

Request: “Jughead x plus size reader, where their relationship is a secret. In which the reader is Kevin’s sister and one time they have a heavy make out session and Kevin, Veronica, Betty and Archie just walk in on them and Betty and Veronica are losing their shit because they ship it so hard, Kevin is totally sweet but excited and already plans their future but Archie asks him why he would date someone like her? I know it’s really specific but I can’t get this idea out of my head and I’m an awful writer… (And I don’t mean to hate on Archie, I really love him, but I love me some good angst)”

Word Count: 2,761 (jeez, this is long)

Warnings: Angst, Archie’s a bit of a dick, there is a swear word, and some makin’ out.

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Rescuer | Baby Driver Imagine

Rescuer

Requested: yes, thank you, @rory-is-in-ravenclaw , I hope you like this!!

Rating: PG-13, physical abuse bc YN gets held for ransom by Baby’s team, a lot of fluff and some lawbreaking (I mean it’s a Baby Driver fic so there had to be) also some cursing!!

Summary: Baby wakes up without you in his bed and knows something is wrong, he will do anything to make it right.
(Or the one where Doc sends the team to kidnap you so rope Baby back in).

You had woken up with a hand over your mouth, more specifically a hand with a cloth in it. You hadn’t stayed awake long enough to thrash around and resist like your instincts told you to do.

Baby, however, had woken up in the same bed several hours later. He reached for you without opening his eyes but his hand hit the mattress flatly. Your side of the bed was cold. This had forced him to open his eyes quickly, looking around for you in your shared bedroom. He called your name but all he got back was deafening silence pierced by the screeching of his tinnitus that never left him. He slipped in an earbud and checked his phone for texts from you, a note- anything, he searched around the house in every room where he thought you could possibly be, a sense of dread and panic swimming up from his stomach to his heart. His head swirled partly because of how tired he felt, and possibly because of how worried he was that you had left without a trace.

Baby tried to think of all the possibilities: you and him hadn’t fought in a long time, and all of your things were here, every single thing was where it was supposed to be, so you hadn’t left him without saying goodbye.

The door was unlocked. Baby knew that you made it a priority to make sure to lock your doors, especially at night. You never forgot, ever. And you would have locked the door behind you if you had gone out of the house in your right mind.

Maybe this was some sick prank- Baby kept hoping that you would jump out from behind a corner he had somehow missed looking in before. He knew you hadn’t gone on a run, or went out for food, you would have texted him to let him know first to avoid the feeling of overwhelming concern he felt now.

Baby circled back around to the bedroom and ran a hand through his hair, checking his phone one more time and trying to text and call your contact before throwing it down on the bed. It felt useless now that he couldn’t talk to you on it.

For the first time, Baby noticed that your phone was still sat on your bedside table- on silent, as you always kept it that way when the two of you were sleeping. Baby’s eyes widened as he processed what he was seeing: “oh shit.”

The picked up your phone, the plastic and metal cold on his hands, clearly nobody had touched it in a long time.

He set it back down before pacing back and forth throughout the room, his brain tricking him every so often into thinking that he heard your voice or that the door had been unlocked and pushed open, he knew it wasn’t real and that something was seriously wrong. It wasn’t like you to just leave, and it definitely wasn’t like you to leave your phone by your bed.

Then his burner phone began to ring from inside the drawer if the bedside table on Baby’s side of the bed. It hadn’t rung in weeks, or at least Baby hadn’t answered it in weeks. Baby had made it clear that he was done with Doc and the life of crime that he had been forced to live for so long.

This time though, he picked up the phone and answered without hesitation. His mind was already starting to put the pieces together that Doc, or somebody from the team, was behind this situation.
“Hello?” Baby spoke as soon as the line connected.

“Well, it’s nice to hear your voice again, Baby! It’s been a while, weeks, even.” Doc sounded friendly, as though he was making small talk. This was not a time Baby was willing to make small talk.

“Where is she?”

“You’ll have to be more specific, Baby, it’s been so long since we last spoke that-”

“Doc- cut the bull shit, okay? I know you’re going to want something from me to get her back, I swear to god if any of you fucks lay a finger on her, you’re going to lose a hand.” Baby had had enough. Doc only chuckled.
“Listen, Baby, we all know how much you love her, we’ve been watching the two of you fall in love, haven’t we?” Baby could hear several statements of agreement come from the team in the background.

“Now, listen, we miss you around here, Baby, come home.”

Baby bristled at the word home.

“That is not my home, and you are not my family-” he cut himself off before he could finish, he had begun to say that you were his family, but he didn’t want to hear that phrase warped and used to mock him later or ever.

“Well, I’m sure you’ll think otherwise when you stop in to see us. Make it sooner than later- you know where to find us.”

Baby drove faster than he’d ever driven in his life, only waiting to put on pants before leaving the house. No sunglasses, no music, just the need to know that his lover was safe.

Baby was met by Doc at the door, who held his arms open as if he wanted to embrace him. Baby stepped forward but remained far enough away that the embrace couldn’t happen. He stayed still as Doc closed the gap between them and wrapped his arms like a constrictor around Baby. Baby’s body only became more tense. “The prodigal son returns to his father!” Doc smirked at Baby as he pulled away. “M'not your son,” Baby protested. Doc said nothing as he led Baby through the hallways down farther than Baby had ever gone into the building. Now they were in the basement, far away from the usual planning room with the long table and chalkboard.

“Where is she, Doc,” Baby implored, hoping that maybe he would be shown compassion. Doc acted as though he hadn’t heard Baby’s voice at all. Doc used a key to open a thick metal door at he end of the hallway and Baby couldn’t help but think that it looked like a dungeon.

“You ignored us, Baby,” Doc said cooly as the door swung open. baby followed through and tried not to flinch so visibly when Doc spun on his heel to face him. “Now, we have leverage. You’re done when we say you are, Baby, you know that. I hope you’ve had a nice little vacation with your little girlfriend- she’s a pretty little thing- isn’t she? Let’s not do anything to jeopardize that.”

Baby tried to look unbothered by his comment. Now that they were in the room, Baby eyes adjusted and he could see the entire team seated on folding metal chairs, Darling sat on Buddy’s lap as usual. Bats held a rope in his hand and then Baby followed the rope with his eyes he registered that you were attached, by your ankle, the rope clearly tied too tight around your ankle, it looked wrongly colored and raw, most likely from you moving farther than the rope would allow.

Baby’s entire body went weak at the sight of you crumpled on the floor and not moving, you were still in his clothes that you’d fallen asleep in, a tee shirt that was too big even for Baby, looking like a dress on you.

“Let her go- you know I’ll do whatever you tell me too, I just- I just have to know that she’s okay first-” Baby pleaded and tried to not let anyone hear that his voice had broken. He felt more vulnerable than ever without his music and sunglasses.


“Come on, guys can’t we at least let him check on her-” Darling was silenced by Buddy placing a firm hand on her thigh. Doc raised an eyebrow. “Baby, looks like you still have some allies here- that’s good. Don’t let that stop being true.”

Baby looked at Doc and nodded obediently, he’d do anything to ensure your safety. Doc scanned his face, wrinkles forming due to worry. Baby turned back to look at you, not daring to step any closer before he was given permission, he knew that the last thing he needed was the team even more on edge, or worse, angry.

“Fine, you can see her.” Doc said slowly, Baby felt as though he couldn’t move fast enough to drop to his knees by your side and begin checking for a pulse.

Finally after what felt like agonizing years, he found it. It was steady and consistent and more than Baby had dared to hope for. The team watched silently, Darling looked troubled and whispered something to Buddy, who only shook his head.

Your skin was cold from laying on the heartless metal floor, Baby picked you up softly, speaking to you quietly.

“Okay, YN, gonna pick you up now, you’re going to be okay, I won’t let anything bad happen to you. He pulled you gently into his lap, making sure that your clothes covered as much of you as they could. His eyes widened and his nostrils flared at the sight of your face, it was usually serene and pure, now you looked troubled, even though you were unconscious and as Baby smoothed your hair back he found bruises, darkened, hand shaped bruised with certain points that were darker than others that resembled rings.

Buddy’s rings.

It took everything in Baby not to lung at his team member, he simply lifted his head and looked around. "Why the fuck did she get hit.” He said, his teeth clenched. “Why would you hit her like this, she’s not one of you, you didn’t have to do this?” Baby knew his voice had gotten a bit whiny and he stopped himself.

Cradling you in his arms and rubbing up and down your arms to warm you up. All the movement caused you to stir, your legs curling slightly closer before being stopped abruptly by the unrelenting hold on your ankle that Bats controlled with the rope.
“You may hate me, but you don’t have to do this, Bats, you know that you don’t,” Baby looked from Bats to the rope and then back at Bats. He received only a shrug in return.

Your eyes flashed open and you began to jerk, your last memory being a man’s hand swinging towards your face in this very room, but now you breathed in and heard Baby’s voice and saw him. You were so thankful he was here now.

“You came,” you breathed, looking up at him. He nodded. “Of course I did, you’re going to be alright, they’re not going to touch you ever again.” The last part was directed at the team, Baby received no assurance that his demands would be met and he grew furious, the last thing he wanted to do was scare you but he couldn’t hold back a yell. “Do not fucking touch her!”

Buddy sat up in his chair, Darling relinquished her seat and Buddy stood up, walking over to where Baby and you were sitting on the floor.

“Listen kid, there’s no need to yell. We can hear you just fine,” his voice was taunting and unfeeling.

“Why did you do this?” Baby questioned, trying to control his emotions.

“Well, why don’t you tell him, sweetheart?” Buddy reached for your face and you winced away before he could do so. “Don’t.” Baby growled at Buddy, who threw up his hands in mock surrender before talking again. Crouching down so he could see your eyes.

“Tell him what happened, sweetheart. Or it’s gonna happen again,” baby wrapped you tighter in his arms without thinking and you shook your head.

“I- I tried to run away,” you spoke quietly, your voice hoarse.
“And?” Buddy said, requesting you continue.

“I fought,” you mumbled again.

“What was that, princess?” Buddy glowered at you, and showed off some deep red scrapes on his arm.

“Your little bitch here did this to me, after I told her that I wouldn’t have to fuck her up if she just stay put, clearly she can’t follow basic directions,” Buddy snarled and Baby’s eyes squinted with anger.

“So you beat her until she was unconscious?” Buddy rolled his eyes. “A tap never hurt anybody,”

Baby’s voice shook. “Don’t do it again.” Buddy shrugged. “You did this to her, don’t know why you’re so pissed at me, you’re the one who brought her here,” Baby shook his head.

“This has nothing to do with her, you’re all pissed at me for trying to live a good life and took it out on my family,” he was so angry and so scared. “Baby, it’s okay, I’m okay,” you spoke softly so only Baby could hear. He shook his head. “Stop, it’s not,” he couldn’t help but be proud that you had held your own so well.

“Baby, we have a job to do. Your girl will be staying in here with Buddy while the rest of you complete the job. You will be briefed on the way there. So far things have gone relatively well, there’s no permanent damage to your girl. Let’s keep it that way, shall we?”

Baby let his head fall slightly in defeat.

“I’m so sorry, YN, I’m so sorry, so, so sorry,” he said and kissed your hair, his hand cupping your head close to his chest. You wished he didn’t have to leave you again.

You tried not to show it but you were scared. It had been a rough morning.

First, you’d woken up in the back of a van, on the floor. You’d started screaming until Darling had crawled into the back where you were and silenced you with a hand over your mouth.

“Calm down, chica, you’re okay, were taking you to a spot to wait for Baby to show up. Our boss is mad that your boy has been ignoring him, and now we have to do this. I know you’re scared, but trust me, I know Baby well, and he find you as soon as he can. We’re not here to hurt you, just need to get your boys attention, okay?” You could feel hit tears streaming down your face.

“Why, why do you guys listen to your boss? Why can’t you just let Baby leave?” You we’re trying not to sob but you were so fearful.

“Sh, c'mere, Chica.” The woman drew you close to her and smoothed your hair before continuing. “You and Baby are so young, you don’t understand how this all works, just do as you’re asked and you’re going to be alright, these guys may seem scary but I promise that you don’t need to be scared unless you try something stupid.” You nodded, and Darling looked at you tenderly, almost in a maternal way. More than she wanted to admit, she wanted to take care of you. “I’m Darling, your name is?”


You told her, sure that they already knew your name. “Lovely, well, YN, we’re close to our stop and I can’t let you remember the way in, you understand don’t you?” You began to back away fearfully on your hands and knees shaking your head, and crouching against the wall of the truck.

“No, my love, this will only be harder if you resist, alright? This won’t hurt you, it’s medical grade- I made sure of that. Only the best for the kid’s girl.”

She held up a medical looking mask, blue with white trim, with soft elastic hooks for your ears. She held your face firmly in her hand as she held the mask against your mouth and nose.

You convulsed, trying to avoid breathing long enough to get away some how but within a few seconds, your vision blurred all you could hear was the truck braking and Darling kissing your head and mumbling, “sweet dreams, mi amor.”

You felt your body slump and you were knocked out.

The next time you awoke, you were in a dark room propped up against the wall. Across from you there was a door, next to the door sat a man whose arms were crossed, watching you stir awake.

“Glad to see you up and at ‘em,” he said, and you could tell he really couldn’t care less what you did.

“Where am I?” You questioned, trying to stand but failing due to the drugs that were still in your system. “Easy there, take it easy,” he warned. “What do you want?” You questioned again, this made the man crack a slight smile. “I can see why he likes you,” he said calmly.
“What do you want, I don’t have any money, Baby and I didn’t do anything to you guys?”

The man sighed and stepped across the room towards you. You felt more vulnerable than ever in just a tee shirt that reached the middle of your thighs.

“We don’t want anything from you, we just need you to get Baby’s attention, and you will, we just need you to sit in here until he comes and not do anything stupid,” you tried to process all the information, fear racking through your body.

“Why are you doing this?” You questioned, the man shrugged. “Our boy has been slacking lately, missing work, we just need him back.” Your brows furrowed.

“Where are we?” The man shook his head, suddenly seeming much less calm and pleasant, his dark skin now forming a frown. “I said don’t do anything stupid. Do you really think that I would tell you where we are?” You didn’t respond, looking around the dimly lit room.

“Stay here and don’t move, and again, do not do anything stupid,” he said, and left the room, slamming the door behind him. There were no windows, only a small slit in the door that was filled in with glass. You began searching for a second door, a hole in the floor, somewhere to hide- anything. There was nothing. You walked to the door and peered out, pressing on the glass with your hands. You started to pound on the glass, trying to get it to break.
You knew that breaking the glass most likely wouldn’t help you much but you wanted to try anyway.

Suddenly, a figure walked swiftly to the door from down the hallway. You could tell that there were only lights on the ceiling every few feet so his presence took you by surprise. You helped as he banged on the door with his fist. You ran away from the door as you watched the knob twist open, you could tell a key was used to get the door open and noticed that there was a slot for the key on this side of the door.

The man burst into the room.

“Didn’t Bats tell you not to do anything stupid?” You blinked in shock, backed against the wall. When you didn’t respond, the man strode over to you determined, placing a hand above your head on the wall. “Answer me,” he demanded and you nodded quickly, not wanting and trouble.

“Good. So why were you doing something so painfully goddamn stupid?” Your eyes widened and you shook your head, not sure of what to say.

“I said, answer me.” He snarled and you tried to think of something to say. “I-I’m sorry,” you offered, looking at the ground, turning your head so you were as far away from him as possible.

“We were trying to be so fucking nice to you, y'know that? We left you in here with no cuffs, no rope, no tape over your mouth, and you repay us like this?”

You said sorry again, you couldn’t think of anything else to do.

“Alright, sweetheart.” His words were neutral enough but somehow they made you wince in fear.

“I’m going to come back sooner than you think and if you try anything again, you better believe that it won’t be pretty.” He slapped his hand over your head, making his way to the door, this could be your only chance. You ran to the door and tried to follow the man out of the room. You were unsuccessful and he pushed you backwards, you stumbled and fell back.

“What the hell did I just tell you?” He roared and you put your hands over your face as he walked back into the rom. He grabbed at the neck of your shirt and swung at your face. You yelped in pain as his hand connected with the side of your head, you could feel his rings digging into your skin and grabbed your injury with both hands, tears welling in your eyes, an ache settling deep into your head.

“That’s what happens when you do stupid things, sweetheart. Now you’re going to have consequences.”

He stormed from the room and returned moments later with a rope. You shook your head, trying to run away but you couldn’t, the man had shut the door behind him and had you cornered. You swung your hands in desperation, one connecting with his forearm. He hissed and you saw that you had done some damage, the trail where your nails had been was raised and an angry shade of fuchsia.

“You bitch.” He growled at you, putting a hand around your neck. “I should really do some damage, how would you like that? For Baby to come in and see you fucked up?”

You shook your head as best you could with his hand on your throat.

“I won’t do it again, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again,” you pleaded and he sighed, removing his hand. “You better be on your best behavior now, sweetheart.” You nodded and allowed him to tie the rope far too tight around your ankle, connecting the other end to a u-shaped metal hook on the wall, the rope was looped through it and tied securely. You could move far less than before and you sat down when you were told to do so.

“Now, for the final goddamn time,” he punctuated his statement with another blow to your face, this time you could tell that you would have a black eye. “Do not,” he glared down at you, “do anything stupid.”

You nodded and he wound up as though he was going to kick you in the side. You flinched and threw your hands up for protection. “See, sweetheart? Things could get much nastier for you here,” you didn’t respond until he delivered a final blow to your head, knocking you out.

You’d awoken in Baby’s arms, his hands trying desperately to find a pulse and to warm you up. He could see the bruises on your face, and you wanted to tell him that they probably looked worse than they felt. The room was much fuller now, your ankle was still tied so tight that your foot had begun to go numb. Instead of being connected to the wall, the end was held by the first man you’d talked to. The worse of the two had Darling on his lap,
Baby was facing them, on the floor with you cradled into his chest. He whispered kind things to you and then began to shout at the others in the room.

He returned to apologizing to you and this time you only curled closer to him. “It’s okay, Baby, you have to go, I know you’ll come back, I trust you,” you said. Baby kissed your head again and wished he’d brought his jacket- anything to keep you warm and more comfortable in this hellish room.
..(back to real time).

“So it’s settled,” Doc spoke confidently. “Baby, Darling and Bats, follow me,” it wasn’t a request, you and Baby both knew he had no choice. Before leaving the room, Baby walked up to Buddy, pure anger and fear coursing through his veins.

“Do not touch her again. I will kill you,” Baby said darkly and this time Biddy said nothing. Everyone knew that he was serious about the threat.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can, beautiful girl, I love you.”
Your heart swelled and you were glad your arms were free to wrap around Baby.
“I love you too, be safe, come back in one piece,” you said. Neither of you wanted to let go until Buddy walked up and grabbed the rope attached to your ankle. “Visiting hours are over, Baby, go now. The sooner you leave the sooner you can come back.”

Baby reluctantly nodded and squeezed you tighter before he let go. You missed his warmth. You were exhausted physically and emotionally and you propped yourself up against the wall, trying to find the best place to sit. Buddy left but told you that he would be right outside the door. You knew what he meant and he didn’t have to warn you again. It felt as though you’d been waiting hours before you finally gave in, laying on the floor and falling asleep.

You woke up to the sound of yelling , Baby’s voice was clear and you ran to the door to see what was happening. “Baby, this will not be your last job. Do you understand?” A voice spoke calmly and you knew it belonged to who Baby called Doc. “Fine just- just let me take her home,” Baby said quietly. The key was twisted in the lock and you backed away as the door sung open. Baby’s face was the only one you registered and you ran to each other. “Are we going home?” You questioned. Baby nodded, working as fast as he could to undo the knot on your leg. Once you were free, Baby picked you up in his arms and the two of you left the building, exiting the long hallways and finally made it back to his familiar Subaru.

“I brought these, for you,” Baby didn’t start the car, just reached into his back seat and pulled out a bag. Inside you found too much food to eat by yourself and your favorite sweatpants, as well as a sweatshirt. You put them on, and Baby smiled a little when he saw you start to eat. “YN,” he paused to take a deep breath. “YN this’s all my fault, they were right in there and I understand if you never want to see me again, I’ll bring you home and I’ll never come around again, ” he offered, looking at you seriously, you could see guilt all over his face.

“No, Baby, you got me out of there, and the only person I want to be with it you,” you said and embraced him again. You could feel tears dripping down his face. “I- I was so scared the whole time, when I couldn’t find you and when I had to leave- I can’t imagine how much worse it had to have been for you. I’m just so, so sorry, YN,” you shook your head and held the shaking boy close to your heart. You shushed him and rubbed your hand over his hair softly. “No, Baby, listen to me, I love you, and I don’t blame you for this, I love you.” You repeated it and Baby looked at you with red eyes. “I love you, I won’t ever let anything happen to you, I promise I’ll do anything for you, I love you so much, YN,” he said. You knew how sincere he was and your heart swelled.

By now it was almost afternoon, and Baby took you home to your apartment, laying you in bed with the TV on and blankets folded up to your chin and not leaving your side for weeks until you were completely better.

She wanted to write something good about this. You are the best part of her life, after all. You deserve it. But she choked on the part where you’re supposed to love her: she can’t really write it without sounding like a liar. So she went back, desperate for profs, insisting, insisting, insisting. But all she found was hazy memories and second hand affections, slipped between the not replied text messages and how you act so cold. Had you loved her, you wouldn’t treat her like this. And I swear she wanted to write you a happy little thing but all she had was:

THEY SAID: “HE DOESN’T EVEN DO ANYTHING SPECIAL TO HER YET LOOK AT HOW SHE DESTROY HERSELF WHEN HE LEFT. HE DOESN’T EVEN LOVE HER.”

SHE COULD ONLY SAY: “I KNOW. I KNOW. I KNOW.”

—  in my defense part. 1

anonymous asked:

Oh my bad lol and like just 14 & 5? you so cute<3

7. W/ Young!Sirius 

Okay so I combined two prompts again coz i can. Also, I know I said I wasn’t going to include prompt 8 in this but as I was writing it I just went ‘fuck it, it suits’ *throws glitter up in the air* *sprinkles it over your head* here you go, mah nonnie

8. “Why are you so jealous?”, 7. “I hate how much I love you,” 14. “Just be my best friend and not the guy I just confessed my love to,” and 5. “Well. Yell, scream. Say something! Anything!” 

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You couldn’t pin point the exact moment you knew you were in love with Sirius Black. It was more of a slow realisation than an epiphany. First, he was the jerk on the Hogwarts Express that you met in your first year. Then, he was the jerk who stuck up for you when some Voldemort-infatuated Slytherins bullied you over blood. Then, he was the sort-of jerk who is kinda nice, clever and witty, who made you laugh at the most cringe-worthy of jokes. Then he was the sort-of jerk who became your best friend, and you adopted three other children who followed you around like a shadow. Finally, he was back to being the jerk you were in love with and perhaps this was the stage you loathed the most.

You hated love. You hated loving him.

“(Y/N)!”

Shit. You stopped, sighed, and spun on your heels.

“What?”

“W-What just happened?” Sirius’ eyes glittered, two stars against an obsidian sky.

“I poured an entire bowl of some good quality punch on Melanie Bishop’s head….” You resumed walking and Sirius followed, much to your dismay.

“I know,” he chortled, “And–trust me–it was a sight to behold. Never letting that go anytime soon…” he paused, hesitating. Then – “but why?”

“You saw the way she was acting!” you snapped, “She was being a bitch! The girl needed to cool down before all that plastic went to her head…”

‘Bitch’ was an understatement. Melanie had been all over him. Perfectly manicured fingers combing through his hair, sprawling across his chest, sliding over his shoulder as though she were branding him hers and it was driving you insane. Not only because her polished cackle was like nails scratching against a chalkboard, or her obnoxious flirting was assaulting your eyes, but because he was yours. Sirius Black belongs to me.  

It is a selfish thought and you want to slap yourself in the face for even thinking it but whenever Sirius spent time with someone else, it killed you slowly, softly, one small blade piecing your heart at a time. 

“But the (Y/N) I know wouldn’t do something like that…” He had a point. You were a schemer, not an ‘in the moment’ type of girl.

“Yeah, well, maybe I’ve been hanging around you lot too much!” you turned the corner sharply. 

“I don’t think it’s that…” Sirius sent you a scrutinising stare, studying every line of your face. He wouldn’t ever in a million years guess why I had acted so br– “Are you jealous?”

Well, shit.

“No!” you snapped. Sirius continued to stare. “Y-Yes…”

Jealousy was such a petty thing that, most often than not, pitted girls against each other at a time when they should be united. But it was too late for apologies. 

“Why are you so jealous?”

“If you’re such a genius, you figure it out!” you barked.

“(Y/N),”

“Sirius!”

“(Y/N),”

“Sirius, please!”

“(Y/N),”

“Oh would you stop that!”

“(Y/N),” Sirius’s face had softened, his smile genuine, “Please tell me why…”

“Sirius, please leave me alone…”

“(Y/N), please…”

You stopped walking, almost making Sirius crash into you. Spinning around, you dug your nails into your palms and gritted your teeth.

Oh, fuck it.

“Because that girl’s shallow interest in you is…well…its shallow! She doesn’t know how you like your toast or the way you sit in a chair, limbs flowing all over the arm rest, because you’re mother used to smack you with a cane if you didn’t sit upright. Or the way you hum when you’re doing something you love, or your interest in motorcycles and how, one day, you’d like to dissect one and rebuild it so you can claim it your own. Or how you tap your fingers when you’re thinking, and how you know seven languages but only because you wanted to learn how to swear in seven languages!”

Sirius watched with wide eyes, lips parted in stunned silence as you continued to vent.

“Sirius, I know all these things about you, all your little nervous ticks and mannerisms, but that girl only knows what she sees. She wants you naked, in her bed, so she can say that she slept with Sirius Black. But I want you, by my side when the whole world collapses, because I’m bloody in love with you. I love you so much, my whole body aches with the pain of it. I love you Sirius. And I hate you. I hate how much I love you.

Silence. A horrid, cold silence crashed over both of you as you stood in the hallway. A portrait behind you snorted, awakening from its slumber, and complained about the noise.

“There it is. Right there. And now, oh god now, now you’re going to hate me. You’re going to hate me and you’ll never want to see me again.”

Still, more silence.

“Oh, and now you pity me. You probably hate the sight of me so you feel awkward and you’re trying to think of something nice to say to let me down easily. If that’s the case, I don’t need that. I need…I need you to be my friend. Just please be my best friend right now, not the guy I just confessed my love to.

Sirius stared at you, something unreadable in his eyes, and you wanted to punch him in the face with your own face, anything to replace the shame burning your cheeks and Sirius’ incomprehensible gawk.

Well? Yell, scream, say something. Anything!” Nothing. Apparently, there were no words to be said. So, you would just have to leave him there, rooted to the floor in the hallway, completely bewildered. You turned, and then, you heard Sirius whisper something to the air.

“Have you ever seen yourself when you wake up in the morning?” Sirius suddenly asked. You turned to gape at him, slightly offended.

“What?”

“When your hair is all disheveled and your cheeks are rosy. I love that,” His voice grew as his confidence blossomed, “And your voice is all husky and sleepy and Merlin I could just listen to you all day. Or when I borrow a book from you, and I’ll be reading and find some random, dried flower between the pages because you plant them there but you forget about it. I have a collection of them, under my bed. They remind me of you. And when you talk about something you love, you get really passionate and wave your arms about in the air, like you’re filled with so much passion, you’re going to explode.”

Sirius stepped closer to you, took your hands, and held them, his thumbs brushing over your skin. “See, you’re not the only one who loves the little things. I love them, too. I could go on forever about all your little quirks and habits. But, the truth is, I’d rather tell you after I kiss you because now I know for certain that you love me, and I know for certain that I love you. So can we please kiss because I’m dying to taste your lips.”

Without another word, you stood on the tips of your toes and kissed him, passionately, held him captive between your lips as you poured every single emotion into him. Magic sparked the air and hummed in your veins as he pulled you closer, you wrapped your arms around his neck and he held onto you as though he were trying to merge your souls together. As your lips danced with his, it was then that you realised he was subconsciously speaking to you the words scribed across his wild, reckless heart.

I’m yours. And you’re mine.

Sirius Black was yours.


no more prompts please

Spiders With Books Pt. 2 || Peter Parker Imagine

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 1377 words

Requests from anons: Your Peter Parker imagine was so good ! I was disappointed when it end because I wanted to know what happened next haha 😂. So I was wondering if you could do, if it’s not too much work for you, a part 2 ? Like their “date” where she give him her book recommendations or something like that ? ^^

Could you do a part two of spiders with books?

Part 2 of spiders with books? I loved it

could you do like a part two for spiders with books (I’m not completely sure how the title went) it’s amazing and I love it sm !!

Hey oml all i ask is that you do a part two for spiders with books that was insanely cute!!!

@yardenoved Part 2 please??

(A/N i swear its not spiders with boobs lmao @ireallylikebandsandstuff129 @spnlucifer65 )

No Homecoming Spoilers (stuff said/implied in the trailer)

Masterlist

Originally posted by tom-is-bae

Part One

Ever since her literal run in with Peter Parker, Y/N and him had gotten much closer. That day at lunch, the two sat with Ned and Michelle talking about random nothings. He gave her his phone number and vise versa. Everyone thought the two were dating and when the topic came up, they blushed, ignoring the accusations.

“Did you here what happened last night with Spider-Man?” Y/N asked sitting with her friends. Peter practically choked on his sandwich before speaking, “W-What happened?” All of his friends gave him a strange look before she continued the conversation.

“He saved Delmar. There was some huge explosion but instead of chasing the guys who did it, he went and helped him. And his cat,” She took a sip of her drink before continuing, “it’s crazy, Queens actually has someone who cares about us. Not some politician who makes half-assed decisions.” Y/N looked at everyone for their thoughts.

“What do you think he looks like under that mask?” Ned asked them before feeling a harsh kick at his shin and getting a glare from Peter. Michelle shrugged her shoulders, “Isn’t it personality that matters?”

“Touche,” Ned mumbled. Y/N sat there, dreamily staring off into space thinking about the knight in shinning spandex. “Anyone with a good heart is attractive. And Spider-Man has a big heart for doing what he does.” Peter’s eyes almost popped out of his head. He let out a short breath trying to ‘stay cool’.  He soon relaxed as the topic was quickly changed.

It was the end of the day and Peter was by Y/N’s locker, talking to her as she took some books out of her locker, placing them in her backpack. “So,” he started as he messed with the sleeves of his shirt, “D-Do you want to give me those book suggestions now? Like on a- on a date with me. Maybe?”

Y/N smiled at his shyness, “Yeah, that’d be great. Let me just text my parents to make sure it’s okay.” She pulled her phone and started typing on her screen. Peter was jumping on the balls of his feet, nervous with what could happen. The screen light on her phone changed, a smile forming on her lips. “Yes, I can go!” She said enthusiastically, clearing her throat to make it sound less desperate at the end.

Peter had a glowing smile on lips, as he pressed his hands together. Y/N slammed her cold metal door shut, walking out the school’s front door.

“So that’s all you ever do,” Y/N asked quirking her eyebrow, “ after school all you do is homework and that Stark Internship?” Peter looked at his lap, nodding his head. He couldn’t exactly tell her about his real night activities. She leaned back against the booth in the not so crowded diner they had decided to go to.

“How is it like working with the one and only Iron Man himself?” She asked dramatically, crossing her arms on the table in front of her. Peter looked deep in thought, “He’s just, such an inspiration to me. He was able to balance being a superhero AND being a billionaire. I can’t even imagine trying to balance a- a superhero life and a normal teenager life ya know?” His hands got sweaty as he nonchalantly admitted this to her. Y/N agreed as the waiter came out with their food.

“Have you met or seen Spider-Man before?” She asked, lowering her voice to avoid causing a scene. Peter gulped, desperately wanting to avoid the question. “Ye-yeah a couple times actually. He’s a pretty cool guy.”

“Do you know what he looks like?” She questioned before taking a bite from her food. Peter shook his head no, “He didn’t want a lot people to know who he was.”

It felt like they were there for hours talking about everything and anything. Peter payed the bill, much to her dismay even though she had no money on her.  They started walking to her house, slowly while taking in the sights of Queens and people rushing home from their jobs.

“Do you ever think about leaving this place, with all of the bad stuff that happens here?” Peter asked her after they crossed a busy road. Y/N scoffed, “Never. This place is my home. Besides, there are heroes here to protect it.”

Peter nodded his head agreeing with her, admiring her love for the city he grew up in. “Have you ever read A Tale of Two Cities?” He asked, watching their feet hit the pavement. Y/N let out a small laugh with a quirked brow, “I thought I was suppose to be giving you the suggestions.”

He gave her a small smile, “Well, the main character sacrificed himself to save someone he loved. And if I were a hero, I would do that for anyone in this city.” The talking stopped due to the seriousness , the only sound they heard were people talking and car engines revving.

Y/N kept her eyes on the ground as she told him, “This is why I like you Peter Parker. You would do that for a complete stranger. That’s why you’re such a good person.” Peter stood there baffled making her stop as well, just a block away from her house.

“You like me? YOU like ME? Of all people?” Peter asked, pointing a finger at her and then at himself. Y/N looked at him confusingly, “Well, you did ask me on a date and I said yes. I thought it was sort of implied.” He stood there wanting to hit himself in the face as realization covered his features muttering a small, ‘oh’.“Y-Yeah of course.” He mumbled continuing the walk to her house.

She let out a soft giggle, “You are too cute.” Both of their cheeks turning red, Peter because of the compliment and Y/N because she didn’t mean to say that out loud.

They quickly approached her home, standing in front of her door. “Peter, I had a lot of fun today.” She said as she was holding one arm with the other. “M-Me too.” He replied awkwardly.

Y/N had a look of remembrance on her face, “I need to go get something in my room. Come with me.” She turned around unlocking the house door. She went straight to her room, dropping her backpack onto the floor. Peter followed her steps, looking into her room. He could tell it was her room. She was rummaging through her things looking for something. She made a triumphant 'ha’ as she stood properly.

In her hand was a book. “Second Star to the Right,” Peter read out loud after she handed it to him. Y/N bit her lip, “It’s kind of a love story if that’s okay with you.” He smiled and flipped through the pages.

“I have a soft spot for love stories, just don’t tell Ned,” He said, rushing at the end. She smiled and walked him to the front door. He stood in front of her, Y/N now being inside while he was outside. “Umm, I don’t think I told you this earlier when you said you liked me,” he nervously said biting his lip, “but I like you too, in case you didn’t know.”

“I had a wild guess,” she said sarcastically with a small playful smirk. Peter mumbled to himself 'yeah of course’. He was doing a lot of that today.

He clasped his hands together looking her in the eye, “See you tomorrow at school?” She nodded her head with a smile on her face. He was about to start walking away when he leaned in, closer to Y/N, leaving a soft short peck on her cheek. He quickly pulled away, walking closer to the sidewalk on the streets of Queens. “B-Bye Y/N,” he blushed with wide eyes, unable to believe that his insecure self could muster up the courage to do that.

“Bye Pete.” She shouted towards him as he was already rushing away, making her let out a short laugh.

|| hopeless triangle ||

I’m very excited to post this, and no tagging list for now since I’m writing this all on my phone.

For this story, I’m fan-casting h-rrison -sterfield as Harry Osborn, and if you’d like more stories with this concept, let me know ♡

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“Ahhh, I have such a huge crush on Harry, but I’m afraid he’ll never go for a girl like me.”

Peter freezes when he hears you state that in a matter of fact manner. He quickly loses his appetite, pushing his lunch tray away from him as the apprehension quickly began to settle in his stomach.

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You’re Perfect

Daveed Diggs x Rafael Casal x Reader

Note: I am so glad I finally finished a damn fic, I really hope you guys like this one and please remember to tell me what you think when you read it!

Request: Anonymous asked:  Can I request a poly rafa x reader x diggs fic, with chubby female reader where she is having a really bad day and is unconfortable with her looks, and they help her relax and show how much they love her? I saw your hcs about them and just want something really fluffy with them. I love your writing and you fics are amazing! (Also, the world needs more fics with both rafa and daveed)

Warnings: swearing, self-hate (i guess that’s how to describe it)

Word Count: 1,641

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You knew it had been a mistake to come out tonight the minute you step through the front door of the club. Of course part of you wants to be here, it’s the first time in months you’re actually able to go to a clipping. show, to see Daveed perform and honestly there’s nothing quite like watching him on stage.

Daveed almost seemed like a different guy up on the stage, all his insecurities and worries melt away when he get’s up there. He’s truly mesmerizing to watch, you can see pure happiness in his eyes as he watches the crowd yelling his words right back at him.

No matter how much you wanted to be here to see Daveed performing, tonight is the wrong night for you to be here, in a room filled with gorgeous girls, who are thinner and prettier than you.

Rafa holds a firm grip on your hand, leading you through the club as the two of you find a good spot to wait until Daveed, Bill and Jonathan come out to start their show.

Pushing through the crowds of people you can’t help but stare at every girl you pass. In all of them, you can see something they have that’s better than you. Girls with flatter stomachs, girls whose bodies don’t jiggle as they walk, girls whose smile are prettier, whose skin is clearer. Everywhere you look you see someone who reminds you of how gross you look.

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Can we talk about how this song is on Kylo Ren's playlist on Spotify. (It's his official playlist btw, created by Disney)

“A Cross And A Girl Named Blessed”

She wears a butterfly on her wrist
But she might as well cut it’s head off
She’s holding out for weapons to kill the ghost inside
Or at least kill the thought she has of killing her mind
she says “I love you” with her hands, she says “I hate you” with her eyes

Theres a pretty girl somewhere, with a pretty name
But I could never let you know how much this means
I swear we’ll end this war, cause we both know
It wasn’t worth fighting for

I wear God’s name up by my wrist but she might as well tear my skin off
She’s letting go convictions, to release the ghost inside
To release all the suffering of a cross and a girl
I sing “I love you” way too much, so I’ll say “I hate you” for tonight

Theres a pretty girl somewhere, with a pretty name
But I could never let you know how much this means
I swear we’ll end this war, cause we both know
It wasn’t worth fighting for

She, she said to me I will be driving in the wrong direction
Did you ever think, that maybe your life,
Is heading in the wrong direction, baby

There’s a cross up on the wall
See from the corner of your eye
When you’re down on your knees
And she’s begging please
So go and lay back down tonight
Because you won’t know who you are
Until you’re down on your knees
And you’re begging please

Theres a pretty girl somewhere, with a pretty name
But I could never let you know how much this means
I swear we’ll end this war, cause we both know
It wasn’t worth fighting for

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anonymous asked:

Drunk Trini headcanon?

Oh my GOD okay 

  • to start off the other four think that Trini only settles for beer until they crash a party and they loose trini to find her taking a line of shots against this huge dude who can’t even finish 
    • She isn’t even a crazy drinker, she just likes to drink and knows how much she can handle 
    • that doesn’t stop her from getting drunk every once in a while 
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  •  Trini gets so competitive she’s already competitive but she gets so much MORE competitive. 
    • She plays beer pong and once when she lost a game she flipped the table and put a hole in the wall 
  • She looses control of when she morphs (they all do) but with Trini even just a kiss from kim can make her to start morphing when she’s drunk 
  • Sometimes Trini drinks whiskey thats older than her and Kim is always chasing after her and takes it away 
  • also when she’s drunk she doesn’t shut up. The other rangers love it. She doesn’t talk about her problems at home, and she’ll talk about them when she wants too but when she’s drunk she tells them all of these funny stories that she swears are true and rants about shark week almost every time. 
    • When she’s drunk her and Billy have the most interesting conversations, “Hey, Billy, once I made a beer bottle explode with my mind.” 
    • “Tell me more.” 
    • “Well, I got angry and I guess my power coin felt it and it got really hot and then BOOM goes beer bottle.”
    • “well that’s because of..”
  • She drunk calls Kimberly one night when she’s just with Jason and leaves a three minute message talking about how much she loves kim and ends it with, “I also love your boobs and can’t wait to see you naked again” 
    • She doesn’t get why Zack is laughing so much the next day for no reason until Kim just goes, “Remember your message last night? He may or may not have heard it” 
    • Zack barely escapes Trini’s death punch 

Nancy Wheeler is amazing and you should stop dragging her

As it happened with Barb in the previous season, people drag Nancy down in order to make another character seem better, in this case, Steve. When season 1 was released, everyone felt so bad for Barb. They felt a connection with her and wanted to show it so in that time I saw a lot of posts saying: “In a world full of Nancys, be a Barb”. I didn’t get it. Nancy was amazing in season 1. She grew up immediately and had a lot of badass moments so, why the dragging? Since Barb was a minor character, people moved on and started realizing how wonderful Nancy was and it made very happy. They saw that she was trying her best and had a good development while at the same time they didn’t forget about Barb.

Now is season 2 and we have one of the greatest characters ever: Steve Harrington. He starts the season being Nancy’s boyfriend but eventually he finds out she doesn’t love him back. He is obviously heartbroken because he is crazy about her and aknowledges the fact that he had developed as a person because of her (dumping his shitty and bully friends, caring a little bit more about grades and school). He talks to her about it, about their relationship and both agree that if she doesn’t love him back they shouldn’t be together. He is angry, he loves her so much so he tries gain her back but in the way, he finds himself involved in some middle school drama where he is the responsible one. In these moments, you see his development, he shows it to us. And you immediately fall in love with Steve Harrington. Meanwhile, Nancy is with Jonathan, a boy she has mixed feelings about since their story was left unfinished. They are both trying to take down the people who hurt their loved ones and this kind of mission has obviously a love effect. At this moment, neither Nancy and Steve are really thinking about each other as they have bigger problems to focus on. They both do their shit and in the season finale, they meet again to defeat the monster. They had a little talk about themaelves and Steve tells her that everything is okay and that he has moved on. The audience loves him so much at this point they start thinking that Nancy should reconsider her decision, she may have made the wrong choice. The show ends at the Winter Ball. Nancy is serving drinks, Jonathan is taking pictures and Steve drives Dustin to the Ball (this duo is everything i swear). After Dustin gets out of the car, we can see Steve giving Nancy a look, a look that says I haven’t moved on yet but I will. And the story ends.

People loooooove Steve soooooo much. He is so protective to the kids, he had such a development and he is so cute, how can Nancy don’t love him? So, they get angry at her. Thet say she is not worthy of Steve’s love, she is not that good, Steve deserves better…

Steve deserves better? No. He deserves the best because he is amazing. But also is Nancy. Just because you love a character doesn’t mean you can insult another one. Nancy hurt Steve, obviously, but in the best of ways. Do you think it would be better for him if they stayed together even though Nancy doesn’t love him? That’s bullshit. Just because you don’t love someone back you are not a bad person. You shouldn’t feel sorry or bad just because you can’t give someone the love they want. You don’t owe love.

I’m tired, really tired of seeing people saying that friendzone is the worst and that these girls are bitches for not accepting them, good guys. Nancy didn’t love Steve, that’s a fact. So the best thing is to break up so they dont live in a lie. Did she hurt him? Yes. Did we feel bad for Steve? Of course, we love Steve. But Nancy is not a bad person. She doesn’t owe Steve an apology and doesn’t owe Steve anything. She felt that way and that’s it, that’s all.

If Steve was mature enough to understand it why can’t some of you?

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daintyhippie-deactivated2015071  asked:

Did Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette love each other? What do you think of Marie's relationship with Count Fersen?

Well first off, I apologize if this gets long.  (Which it will)

Did they love one another? Absolutely. There is no doubt whatsoever that Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette grew to love one another very much. Yes I say grew to because it did not start out that way. They had a typical arranged marriage, and Louis was brought up to abhor anything Austrian. They didn’t have that romantic love at first sight sort of story, but I think it makes it all the sweeter that their love developed over time.

I love this line from a post someone else made, where they said

Louis was basically the ancien regime-equivalent of the nerdy loner in the science club who somehow ended up dating the prom queen and never recovered from the shock.

It just seems so fitting, as yes they were complete and utter opposites but they loved one another nonetheless. Louis XVI was infamous for the fact that, unlike his predecessors (And indeed his own brothers) he NEVER took a mistress. It was practically unheard of for the King of France not to have a mistress, but he remained devoted to her and her alone.

Here’s some quotes from various sources I thought might help prove my point:

In obvious ways they were strikingly different: Louis beginning to put on weight, Antoinette slim; he steady, she quick; he reserved, she open; he with few close friends, she with many; he awkward, she majestic; he seeing the dark side, she the bright; he a keen reader, she bored by books; he unmusical, she happy with harp and clavichord.

But at a deeper level they possessed traits in common. Both had a lot of heart: they felt for those less fortunate than themselves, they loved their children and were happiest when with them. Both had a sense of duty and wanted above everything to do their job well.

Louis and Antoinette - Vincent Cronin

[Marie Antoinette] ran to [her husband,] threw her arms round his neck and hugging him tenderly, told him: “I feel, my dear husband, that I love you more each day. Your honesty and frankness charm me; the more I compare you with the others [note: his brothers] the more I know how much more you are worth.”

—Ambassador Mercy to Maria Theresa, 19 December 1771.

… [Louis XVI] spoke to his august consort in an infinitely cordial and tender manner, saying among other things that he loved her with all his heart and that he could swear to her he had never had the least feeling or sentiment for any woman, but for her alone.

—Ambassador Mercy to Maria Theresa, 17 June 1779

… kissing Mme la Dauphine, he said to her, “But do you love me?”

[She] answered, “Yes, you cannot doubt it, I love you sincerely and respect you even more.”

The young prince seemed very moved by these words; he caressed Mme la Dauphine most tenderly…

—Ambassador Mercy to Maria Theresa, 12 November 1773

This princess, as virtuous as she was amiable, whom monsters later on accused of having never loved her husband, was absolutely in despair. As soon as she heard the King’s carriage entering the Cour Royale she ran towards him holding the Dauphin in her arms, then breathless and almost fainting she fell into those of the King who was no less moved than she was. Holding out one hand to his children who covered it with kisses, with the other wiping the tears from the eyes of Marie-Antoinette and Madame Elisabeth, Louis XVI smiled again…he kept on repeating: “Happily no blood was shed, and I swear that not a drop of French blood will ever be shed on my orders.”
Histoire de la Revolution Francaise (3 vol.) by M.H. Lemaire, 1816

“In fact the King did not get the measles and he did miss the Queen; their relationship became noticeably deeper following the birth of their child. Finding three weeks too long to be apart, Louis XVI made his own romantic gesture. He stood for a quarter of an hour in a private courtyard of the Petit Trianon while the Queen leant out of a window. No one else was allowed to be present at this touching encounter but it was learned afterwards that tender words had been exchanged on both sides.

Marie Antoinette - The Journey

On the morning of his execution, Louis XVI removed his wedding ring and handed it to his valet, Jean-Baptiste Cléry, saying:

[Give] this ring to the queen; tell her that I part from it with pain and only at the last moment.

I could add more but I think that’s sufficient enough.

As for the Fersen question, HERE are some posts by Elena Maria Vidal that sum it up. To quote the beginning of them:

Too often in the many articles about Marie-Antoinette that have surfaced in the last year due to the Coppola film, Count Axel von Fersen is referred to as the “queen’s lover” or as her “probable lover.” It is repeatedly disregarded that there is not a scrap of reliable historical evidence that Count Fersen and Marie-Antoinette were anything but friends, and that he was as much her husband’s friend as he was hers.

I can see why people are attracted to the idea of Fersen. He’s the dashing, romantic Swedish hero and people want to think that Antoinette found true love and happiness with him despite her tragic life. Well she DID find true love and happiness in her life, but it wasn’t with Fersen. It was with her husband, whom she loved more than anyone else and whom she stuck by until the end.