i love this picture my girlfriend took

BTS - they came home late and see you sleeping in their sweatshirt.

Request: could you please do a BTS reaction to you sleeping in their sweatshirt and they see you after returning late from practice?

A/N: i’m so sorry for the delay. :(

Seokjin: You would wait for him on the couch, watching some movies, but he was late and you ended up falling asleep.
He opened the door and smiled when he saw you. “Baby… Let’s go to bed.” He said looking at you. “Oh … Okay, can you carry me?” You smiled. “Of course.” He picked you up and took you to your room. “By the way, you look so cute in my sweatshirt.”

Originally posted by beuits

Yoongi: It was normal for him to be home late, you were already used to it. But you were very needy and missing him today, so you put on one of his sweatshirts and went to sleep.
When he got home, he went to the bedroom and found you asleep in his sweatshirt. He found the cutest thing in the world. He took his phone and took a picture of you, just to remember. Then he lay down to sleep with you.

Originally posted by jeonbase

Hoseok: "Babe?“ He called when he got home. "Oh, she must be asleep by now. He spoke looking at the time. He smiled at how you were asleep.
"Hi baby, were you calling me?” You asked, sleepy. “No, you can go back to sleep, baby.” He kissed her face.

Originally posted by chimneytaels

Namjoon: He sent you a text saying that he would be home late and that it wasn’t to wait for him.

You took one of hia sweatshirts and went to bed. You fell asleep quickly.
Hours later, your boyfriend comes home and goes to the bedroom and finds his beautiful and cute girlfriend.
“Oh God, why is she so cute?!” He tells himself before he goes to bed with you.

Originally posted by bwiboo

Jimin: You always wore his clothes, especially his sweatshirts. So, when you had to sleep alone, you get one of his sweatshirts, because they smelled like him.
He smiled at you when he got home, thinking how lucky he was to have you waiting for him and for being such a cutie. He kissed your face and lay down beside you.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Taehyung: When he saw you were asleep in his sweatshirt, he almost had a heart attack. He found the cutest thing in the world. Seriously. He took thousands of pictures and sent them to the other members saying, “Look how beautiful my girlfriend is.” “She’s cute, ins’t she?” “OMG I love her.”

Originally posted by cutae-hyungie

Jungkook: His sweatshirts always got too big on you, and he loved it. You always used to sleep with one of them when you were alone, so you put it on and went to sleep.
He came home very stressed, but when he saw you sleeping peacefully, everything got better and gone. “Fuck… I love you so much, my little baby.” He smiled, lying beside you on the bed.

Originally posted by apgujeon

requests are open.

Selfie Sunday! Went down to Disneyland today and had a great time. Some of the cast members are just the greatest! Walking in to the park, the guy scanned my pass, looks at my picture (still a boy picture 😒), then looks back at me for a second. “Have a magical day princess, you look beautiful today!” Not gonna lie, my heart melted!!! 💙 met my girlfriend there and took plenty more pics but since porn blogs love to reblog my content, I’ll be keeping her out of this blog entirely 😞. Btw, stitch is totally my spirit animal 💙Anyways, I hope all you other princesses out there also had a magical day ❤️💛💚💙💜

anonymous asked:

Hi sunshine 💕 I adore your writings , I've always wondered if you could write me one where Y/N is graduating medical school after a lot of work hard and she is sad because no one will attend her graduation ceremony since her mother died when she was 12 and her dad died in Iraq , and after going to London to finish her studies , her sister got married and she couldn't make it , she thinks harry is touring but he surprises her ( btw that is what happened to me and I dream of being a surgeon)

You should be looking forward to dress shopping, right? Not really.
Graduating from your dream school meant so much to you, after all you kicked your own butt to achieve that.
But you wanted someone to pat you on the back that day; tell you they were made proud of you and take candids of you for reminiscing.

 But fate had other plans. Losing your parents in your first year in medical school broke you but you gripped on the belief that they were proud, always reminding yourself of the pep talk they had always gave you.
All the “We’re so proud of you”’s and the “You’re doing the best you can”’s were like a midnight prayer to you.

Having a supportive boyfriend to all that was another blessing. Harry might not have studied law as he wanted but he knew how to help you study. Always staying up with you to help you recite, arranging your flashcards by the less and more important and cooking you meals that would help.

“I read that almonds help with the memory so I put some in here.” He’d say, taking off his Snow White dwarfs apron off.

And the encouraging kisses whenever he watched you get ready for school, a sleepy smile on his face.

The new pet name he came up with as you said a medical fact in a friend’s gathering or just telling him something interesting about health; “My smartie.”

So when he told you that he couldn’t attend your graduation, of course you got upset.

“But Harry, it’s- it’s my big day. I’ll never relive  this.” You frowned as you sat up in bed, removing yourself from his grasp.

He sighed, sitting up and holding your hands in his. “I’m so sorry, babe. The show is for charity and I can’t back out. You know I’d do anything to be the-”

You shook your head, taking your hands out of his. “Forget it. Duty calls, yeah?” You chuckled half heartedly.

Harry’s heart sank, a deep frown on his face. “At least you won’t be alone. Your sister’s coming, right?”

“Nope. Called today to tell me she can’t. The doctor told her it’s too dangerous for the baby.” You said, recalling your conversation with your sister who was too pregnant to fly out, practically sobbing on the phone to you as she apologized.

Harry opened his mouth to speak when you held your hand up, shaking your head. “I’d rather not talk about this. I’m going to sleep.” You got under the covers, making him face your back as you looked at the wall with tearful eyes. 

Harry sighed, looking at you for a moment before turning off the lamp. “I’m so sorry.” He said, wishing he could find a solution, wishing you’d cuddle again and not have you sleep sad. You didn’t reply. Harry sighed again before closing his eyes.


Your two best friends were searching through the dresses racks, grins on their faces and chattering excitedly about the tiring years coming to an end.

“Michael is flying here from Australia.” Rachel said, letting out a tiny squeal as she mentioned her boyfriend.

You gave her a fake smile, avoiding eye contact as you looked at the dresses.
“No way! That’s so cute!” Your other friend, Lana said. “My entire family is coming.”

They both glanced at each other before looking at you, “What about you, Y/N? Are Harry and your sister and her family coming?” Rachel asked softly.

You shook your head, continuing to avoid their sympathetic looks. “Harry has an important show and Y/S/N can’t fly now because of the baby.” You sighed, taking out a dress to try on.

“We’re so sorry, Y/N.” Rachel frowned, giving you a side hug.

You smiled, shaking your head. “Don’t worry.”

“You know you’re family to the both of us. You won’t be alone.” Lana smiled.

Going home in the afternoon with your dress neatly in a bag and your mood slightly better after the motivational speech you gave yourself on the way home, your mood was slightly better. Just slightly.

“Got the dress?” Harry smiled when he saw you walk inside from his spot on the couch. You nodded, keeping it minimal by not giving him a greeting kiss and instead, walking upstairs towards your room.

Harry frowned to himself before he got up to follow you. He sat on the bed, watching you wash your face and brush your teeth, fiddling with his rings.

You continued to ignore him as you took out a pair of pyjama shorts and a long sleeved shirt, changing into them. “Are you giving me the silent treatment?” He asked, watching you put on your lotion on your legs.

“What’s there to talk about?” You asked quietly.

Harry shrugged, “What did you do today? How was it? Anything really. Like we always do.”

“It was nice.” You answered him as you moisturised your face, looking at yourself through the vanity mirror.

“I know you’re upset with me. I understand how it feels bu-”

You cut him off, finally turning to look at him in fury. “No, you don’t understand what it feels like. You don’t understand what it feels like to not have your parents in one of the most important days of your life. You don’t understand how it feels to not have any family, clapping for you as you get something you have always dreamed about. You don’t understand how it feels to not have your boyfriend being there in a day like this because I’m always there for you. I have been to all your important shows, handing late assignments and pulling all nighters just to stand there and show you that I’m actually proud of you, happy for you. You don’t understand how it feels to listen to everyone going off about how excited they are for that day and you’re just praying to God that it can just hurry the fuck up and get it over with. Don’t tell me you understand how it feels because you don’t.” You cried. You broke, hurt and sad as you let it all out.

With a heavy heart and an open mouth, Harry stared at you, wide eyed. He approached you as you cried, wrapping his arms around you and hushing. “I got you. I got you, baby. Easy now.” He cooed.

That night, with Harry’s quiet “I love you” reminders and cuddles, you slept, leaving Harry to send important last minute emails.


Today was the day.

“You look so beautiful, love. I’m sure you’re going to be the best dressed and the most gorgeous one there.” Harry smiled at you as he watched you in your pastel blue dress, your hair down in waves and your feet clad in white heels with your gown around your arm and your cap in your hand.

You smiled, looking down at your dress before back at him. “Yeah?”

“Absolutely.” He grinned, wrapping his arms around you before pressing his lips to yours.

“I’m sorry I’m not dropping you off at the airport.” You said quietly, your arms around his waist.

Harry rolled his eyes with a small chuckle. “You’re apologising? Really, baby?”

You only smiled, pecking his lips quickly. “I have to go or else I’m going to be late.”

Harry nodded, following you to the door and outside to your car, putting your small backpack that had your emergency necessities on your passenger seat as he opened the door for you. You got inside, resting your cap and gown beside you before buckling your seat belt. Harry closed the door for you, bending down as you pushed down the window open with a smile.

“Break a leg. Send me lots of pictures.” He smiled, squinting from the sun.

You nodded, “Will do.”

“I love you.” He said, leaning to press his lips against yours.

“I love you too.” You smiled.


With your cap and gown on, sitting beside your schoolmates with grins on your faces as the headmaster called out for names, you were growing nervous.

You cheered as Rachel’s name was called, smiling as she got up and took her diploma, smiling for the picture of her shaking the headmaster’s hand.

“Y/N Y/L/N.” Was called, grinning and giggling at the cheers as you got up, walking cautiously towards the 3 stairs and up.

“That’s my girlfriend!” You heard a shout, making your eyes widen as you looked towards the people sitting, a shocked laugh leaving your throat as you saw Harry standing, clapping with his hands above his head and a proud grin on his face. You snapped back to reality, taking your diploma and shaking hands before smiling for the picture.

You squealed as you got down the stairs, running towards Harry’s open arms instead of your seat, wrapping your arms tightly around him as he lifted you up in his arms, twirling you. “You came!” You whisper yelled, happy tears leaving your eyes once he set you down.

“Of course I did! You’re my smartie, I have to see all of your exhaustion and stress paying off.” He grinned before leaning down, giving you an excited kiss. “I have so many surprises for you today. This being one,” He grinned, moving to the side and letting you see two behind him; Anne and Gemma.

You gasped, “No way!”

You were hugged by both as they congratulated you with proud smiles, both of them taking a picture with you and taking a picture of you and Harry together to quiet Harry’s constant request.

After taking pictures with your friends with Harry’s camera that he insisted he took, you approached him, wrapping your arms around his waist. “Thank you.” You said, releasing a happy sigh.

He wrapped an arm around your shoulder while his other hand was on your back. “No, thank you. For always being beside me and making me the proudest happiest man on earth. I love you and I promise to always show you that.” And he sealed the promise with and kiss.

Going to celebrate in and restaurant with Harry and his (and your) family, Harry kept excitedly showing you all the candids he took of you, telling you which photo he will post
on his instagram, which one he will set as his wallpaper and which one will he frame.

By the end of the night, you had your diploma and you had a family that loved you like you were one of them.

●● I hope you become a surgeon, love and good luck with it! I didn’t want to write much about the death because I didn’t want to trigger you or any other person. Have a great day! x

Tom Holland Imagine: So Cute

Summary: You’re visiting Tom’s family for the first time and insist on buying them a bottle of wine so you don’t show up empty handed and Tom helps you pick what kind

A/N: I just really don’t know why Emma Stone and Ryan Gosling aren’t married… (also, sorry this is super short)

Warnings: none


“Toooommmmm!” I whined for about the 500th time within the few minutes we had been in the store.

Tom rolled his eyes playfully again as he pulled me into his side. We continued to walk through the store as we scanned though all the different kinds of wine.

“How do you not know what your parents drink!?” I asked.

“Y/N, it’s really not a big deal. You already bought them both gifts and you didn’t even have to do that! Honestly, you don’t need to be doing this, love.”

“Yes I do! I can’t just not get them something!”

“But you already bought my mother a necklace and my father a tie! You’re fine!”

“Noooo! I need something else for both of them!”

Tom sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. I began to wonder off on my own when Tom’s phone rang. He answered it after he mouthed to me that it was his mother.

I scanned over all the different brands and flavors and ages. How the hell am I supposed to know which one they like!?

I trudged back over to Tom and tried to get his attention to ask his mother. Tom kept shaking me off and pointing to his phone.

“I know, Tom! I’m trying to get you to ask her about the wine!” I whispered.

Tom waved me off and turned away from me.

I huffed, angry from the lack of attention and playfully bit Tom’s shoulder. Tom smiled at me over his shoulder before he began to playfully act like he was being attacked. I giggled at his stupidity and walked away over to another set of wine bottles.

I heard Tom hang up the phone and walk over to me. I smiled as he wrapped his arms around my waist and snuggled his face into the crook of my neck.

“My mother said she likes just plain old red wine. Nothing special to it.” Tom said as he laid a kiss on my collar bone.

I grabbed the bottle off the wall and headed to the check out. I slapped my card on the table before Tom could even think about paying for it.


“It’s my gift, Tom. Not yours.”

Tom held his hands up in surrender and backed away. I smiled and kissed his cheek as the cashier bagged the bottle of wine.

“Thank you.” I said to her.

I intertwined Tom and I’s fingers and walked to the doors. Just as Tom and I were about to leave, he heard his name being called.

Tom and I turned to see two girls smiling widely as they stood next to their parents. The girls looked at each other before they ran up to Tom and hugged him.

“Can we have a picture?”

“Of course.”

Tom took pictures with both of the girls, acting stupid and cute with both of them, clearly making their day.

I stood to the side and smiled at my boyfriend when I felt one of the girls tap my shoulder.

I turned to her and smiled kindly.

“Hi, Y/N. I know you probably hear this a lot but I just really think you’re beautiful. Tom’s really lucky to have a girlfriend like you.”

“No, I’m the one who’s lucky.” I said as I looked at the love of my life as he shot me a wink.

After the girls got their pictures, Tom and I headed to his parents’ house.

After we finished dinner with his parents, Tom and I headed up to his room to watch movies and cuddle.

As Tom watched Star Wars, I played on my phone and opened Twitter. I smiled as I saw the girls that we had met today had post the pictures the took with Tom.

Tom looked down when he felt me chuckle.

“What’s so funny, love?”

“Those girls from today. They took a video of us and made it into a gif.”

I held my phone up to Tom and saw him smile when he watched the gif of me biting Tom’s shoulder and then him acting like he was being attacked.

“Did you read the caption, darling?”

I pulled the phone back to my face and read what the girls had written.

“So we saw Tom and Y/N shopping for wine today and they were just honestly the cutest couple I’ve ever seen. Plus, they were total sweethearts when we asked for pictures. New #otp”

I smiled and leaned up to place a kiss on Tom’s smiling lips.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

a day at the amusement park with boyfriend! hwang minhyun
  • hand holding everywhere
  • the tickets have cute cartoon animals and minhyun insists you look like the cute panda so he forces you to take a picture posing with it
  • the both of you pass by a shop selling cute ass headbands
  • *places a headband on your head*
  • “ahhhh~~~ you look so cute” <33333
  • *places another headband on your head*
  • “ahhh this is cute too!!!!!!”
  • him smiling at you
  • the both of you end up walking out of the shop with 5 headbands and he forces you to wear the one around 
  • “wah~~~”
  • he can’t stop smiling at you in the headband
  • he thinks his heart is going to burst
  • queuing up excitedly to take photos with the characters
  • actually it’s mostly you being excited but minhyun is excited to see you excited
  • minhyun bringing you to the pirate ship ride
  • aND you were so jittery he kept laughing at you
  • “aigoo is my baby scared” :pppp
  • you two go on the ride and you almost trip over the step aHA
  • minhyun holds your waist so you don’t fall
  • tbh he is always taking care of you
  • like how his hand is always on the small of your back during the ride
  • but you’re too busy closing your eyes
  • minhyun’s like “wooooooo”
  • “shut up minhyunNNN!!!!!!” T_T
  • minhyun just laughs even harder DURING THE DAMN RIDE
  • you don’t have the energy to ask him to shut up anymore hahaha
  • the ride ends and you get all wobbly
  • “is my baby okay” :p
  • you glare at minhyun and pout
  • “go away!!!!!!!” >:(
  • “aww cutie,,,, come here”
  • minhyun brings you in for a hug and pats your head and laugHS again
  • he treats you to churros
  • minhyun feeding you ^_^
  • the sky is beautiful too (it makes everything better)
  • the both of you go for more rollercoaster rides and minhyun keeps watching you freak out
  • minhyun trying to stifle his laughter
  • he high key finds you being scared adorable
  • “stop looking at me freak out meanie!!!!!!!!”
  • you leaning onto him after the rides
  • haunted house time fml
  • minhyun shouting “yah!!! y/n!!!!!” because you keep squeezing his hand so tightly 
  • he thought it was going to fall off but he doesn’t let go
  • “minhyun save me” ;;;;;;;;
  • you accidentally punch a “ghost” (no one was hurt,,, it was super light)
  • and minhyun having to apologize for you
  • you didn’t even know because you couldn’t register anything that was going on
  • he ends out chuckling throughout the whole thing and you cling onto him
  • “it’s okay~~~~~~ i’ll protect you”
  • he wants to keep you in his pocket
  • minhyun tells you about you “punching” the ghost
  • “should i go in again to apologize to him????” then you tremble
  • “ok nevermind” T_T
  • minhyun thinking you’re such a precious cinnamon bun
  • you two hop onto the ferris wheel ride
  • “the scenery is so pretty!!!”
  • minhyun whips out his phone and you thought he was going to take pictures of the scenery
  • he secretly take photos of you instead
  • “why are you taking pictures of me?????”
  • “you look even prettier than the scenery”
  • cliche but he really means it
  • you plant a kiss on his cheek
  • he gets all blushy
  • of course,,,, the legendary on top of ferris wheel couple kiss
  • <333 the carriage is filled with sweetness
  • watching the fireworks together
  • the both of you are still holding hands
  • it’s breathtaking
  • you cannot believe how lucky you are to have a boyfriend like minhyun
  • minhyun breaks the comfortable silence between the both of you
  • “thank you for being my girlfriend, y/n”
  • you smile at him contently
  • “thanks for being my girlfriend too” :p
  • “yah!!!”
  • you count your blessings and so does he
  • minhyun whispers in your ear and says he loves you
  • he also gently squeezes your hand
  • you feel so warm inside
  • “i love you too” ^_^
  • “today is the best day of my life!!!!!!!”
  • “mine too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
  • “let’s get married soon!!!!” n_n
  • what?!?!?!?!?!
  • leaving the amusement park with slushies and a heart full of love for each other 
  • [mh @2am: sends you the picture he took of you on the ferris wheel]
  • [mh: i know you are asleep but i miss you already~~~~]
  • minhyun changes his kakaotalk profile picture to a photo of the both of you in cute headbands
  • ends up staring at it till he falls asleep


find boyfriend!minhyun here hehe or boyfriend!youngmin here!

thank you for reading! don’t we all need minhyun in our lives ^_^ feel free to send me requests for the other produce 101 boys!!! i don’t bite :p



Request : “Hi! Can you do 164 for Peter? thank you xx“ @chrislaufeyson

»  “I heard you singing Taylor Swift in the shower this morning, are you okay?”

Characters : Peter Parker x reader

Word count : ~1900

A/N : This isn’t that much long but it’s the longer imagine I’ve done yet lmao. I hope you like it, don’t hesitate to tell me what you thought of it under anon or even in private, I’d be happy to taaalk ! Don’t forget my requests are open, so… GO FOR IT BABES

Oh please, May ! It’d be the best present ever ! I’m a big guy now.”

Peter had been begging May for 2 weeks now, and the aunt was still reflecting either or not it was a good idea. For his 16th birthday, his nephew wanted his girlfriend to sleep with him, but May thought he was too young for that, she didn’t want to be a grand-mother right now, she was even quite young when she had to become Peter’s mother. All was going too fast, and she wished Ben was still there to say no. Ben would have said no. They both knew it, that’s why Pete would have asked May if his uncle was still alive. But she had to say no by herself now, take all the responsabilites.

Stop harrassing me, I can take you to some restaurants or cinema, but you’re too young to sleep with a girl.”

Peter crossed his arms on his chest and sighed. He hated when May treated him like a child, and she recurrently did. “C'mon, many boys sleep with their girlfriends at my age. I won’t do sh- stupid things. May, you know the feeling. You know what it’s like, wanting to wake up to the love of your life.”

It was May’s turn to sigh. Obviously, she knew, it was a feeling she was used to, a feeling she would never get rid of. Someone was missing in her bed just like someone was missing in Peter’s. If one human on Earth knew that you needed to enjoy someone’s presence before it was too late, it was her.

Door open, and if I hear something weird you a dead man, Peter Benjamin Parker.”

He instantly jumped, doing some dance of joy. His heart was beating faster as he ever did. This was it, it was happiness, true happiness. This news had him reaching the nirvana, this estate of maximal pleasure, the plenitude. He kissed his aunt’s cheek, thanking her a good million times. You soon was informed and you both fangirled. Your first night together. This was a brand new step, but everything with Peter seemed natural anyways. You could do everything.

I’m taking your present ! And a toothbrush of course, I can’t wait to sleep in your arms oh my god. I’m taking movies, can I borrow you a new shirt to sleep ? What should I take beside all of this.” Peter could tell over the phone how happy and stressed you were, you barely allowed yourself to breathe while talking. “Happy birthday, love.”

He smiled, the sound of your voice was a music to him, a melody he could never get bored of. “Come here quick to tell me in person.”

Peter !” May called him back to have a quick chat with him. There was no way he could sleep with you before she’d have gave him the talk. He soon hung up, excited as never.

Peter smiled as soon as he woke up, you were still in his arms, your head on his chest, sleeping like an angel. His heart started beating fast again. He had thought right, this was the best morning of his life, this was the way he wanted to wake up everyday, with his love right next to him, stuck to his body like the world out there was spinning and the only thing letting her be safe was his touch. He was his remedy to any problem. Both your bodies were hot, the night had been so soft.

Peter kissed your forehead, pulling you closer to him which woke you up. There was no way you’d feel happier any day, you put your head on his neck and kissed his perfect jawline. “Hello pretty boy.” You whispered in a rough matinal voice before kissing his jawline again. “I’ve never slept that good in my entire life before.”

“Me neither.” He whispered at his turn, and his rugged voice had you shook. You’ve never heard him talking with such a deep tone and it was exciting to discover new things about your dedicated one.

Minutes passed by without doing nothing, just hugging and kissing. You wanted to spend the entire day there, in this bed, wrapped around Peter’s warm arms. But May would have never let you, plus it seemed like the super-hero had a project for the day.

It was super late when you got up, 2pm actually. Peter tried to make you a breakfast as a lunch, but his pancakes were terrible and he had burnt the bacon. His secret talent was surely not cooking. You ended eating ice cream before he went take a shower. You came back in his room, watching the wall where he put some pictures. One particularly kept your attention. This picture was one Peter had taken of you two during your first date. It was all awkward and sweet, and you were glad he had taken pictures of it.

Is it weird if I take photos ? I know it’s the first time we… we… This is a date, right ?” Peter had is cheeks all red from asking this, and you found it super cute. You liked him since you started talking, he was the kindest boy you’ve ever met, way different than all of the others. The day you met was the day your ex dumped you because you didn’t want to have sex with him, but what the fuck you was having sex at 15 anyways ? So not you. Peter found you crying in the school’s hallways and tried to cheer you up, then he asked you everyday how you were feeling, and soon you became friends. But there always were that extra something, this little sprinkle in your eyes telling you he was a man who would change your life. And he really did change you, he made you a better person, he built you.

This first date had been really different than what you already had experienced with other boys. You knew you loved him, you knew he wasn’t some jerk trying to use you. “Of course this is a date.” You held his hand with a big smile on your face. “And take photos, I want to have souvenirs of this evening !”

It wasn’t some fancy going out in a restaurant or cinema, it was just a chill walk, all was about talking and being happy to be together, it was all fluff and natural, it was just all love. Peter took as many photos of you as he could, not afraid anymore to look like some kind of a creep. “I love taking photos, and you’re so beautiful, you… The camera loves you.”

A little smirk took place on your face as you turned to him. “Only the camera, not you ?” He instantly blushed, panicking. Was it a bad thing, were you making fun of him ? His hands started shaking and he shook his head, his mouth wide open just as his eyes. “You don’t need to respond.” You laughed. “I was kidding, this is too soon for all of this.” But deep inside, Peter knew he loved you.

“I shake it oooooff, I shake it oooooff !” Peter’s singing got you out of your memories and you gigled listening to this song. He might be… Really excited for today. “Haters gonna haaate, haaate, haaate !” Well, this was for sure the best shower he had taken in while.

He came back right after his song, his hair damp and curlier than you’d ever seen before. He was so handsome, you were so screwed.

“Look, this is the camera I told you about ! The one May offered me yesterday ! She did such a great job, I missed photography.” He said as he was taking his new camera out of his backpack. You soon took his treasure in your hands with a look of admiration. It was a vintage Leica, and you wished you knew more about photography to understand how awesome it was for Peter to have it. “It has a lil defect on its lens but you know how I love things when they have something unique.” You nodded, and gave the camera back to him. “Okay, now that I can take pictures again, go against this tree and be my model.”

Your nose creased. Be his model ? What ? “No, no Pete there’s nooooo way. I’m not.. I’m so ugly today, I hadn’t brought my makeup to your place, my skin is awfully oily.” You soon pouted, Peter’s eyes wide open.

“You kidding, right ?!” He literally seemed attacked. “You the most beautiful girl I’ll ever get to see, Y/N ! I just want memories, you’re a real muse for me. Please, as a birthday gift, love !”

“I love you, thank you, but it’s still a no.”

Peter rolled his eyes, he for sure needed you to be okay with his idea of taking pictures of you, because it made a long time since the last time he did. “I’ll buy you japanese food.”

And suddenly you chaned your mind, you looked excited and even jumped a little when you heard ‘japanese food’. “Ok, well, Why are we still here ?! C'mon Parker, let’s take photos !” He laughed, fuck he knew you so well, he was sure japanese food was a good compromise. It always had been. Photoshoot session started right away. “You know, I heard you singing Taylor Swift in the shower this morning, are you okay?

Peter rolled his eyes, happy Taylor Swift’s songs was his guilty pleasure and no one was supposed to know. He blushed a little. “Don’t be a jerk honey, be beautiful and pose for me, that’s all I’m asking !”

“This is some kind of song you should be singing to Flash.” You giggled. And Peter blushed even more. He always had that thought that Flash was better than him, he was popular even if he was an asshole. You saw Peter getting lost in his thoughts and grimaced. “Babe, focuse on me !” His eyes immediately met yours and he couldn’t help but laugh. You were ugly, but in a beautiful way, weird. I guess it was just love. He took a picture, and you frowned. “I don’t want this on facebook or I’ll kill you !”

“Love, you know I don’t have a facebook.” He creased his eyes. You harrassed him to do one, but he never understood the utility. He had no friends. “I’ll download them in my phone, so I can show people how pretty my girlfriend is !”

“I’m not, Peter !” You shouted, leaving the tree to get back to him.

“You’re not my girlfriend ?!”

“I’m not pretty you idiot !” You hit his shoulder.

“People don’t believe me when I say I have a girlfriend.” He shrugged while a sad smile took place on his face.

You pouted, a little embarrassed. Yeah, Peter wasn’t popular and all, people thought he was a fucking loser, but they were missing it. “We don’t need people, Peter Parker.”


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What do you do when you realize the love of your life has always belonged to another? When the happy memories the two of you, memories that mean the world to you, mean shit to them? How do you drive by places the two of you visited with dopey looks in your eyes, and not want to dissolve into emotional turmoil? I wish I could tell you, but unfortunately I’m still trying to figure that out for myself. I read a quote the other day that said something similar to, “Too often we see people who aren’t in love and together, and people who are in love and aren’t” or some other bullshit to the same affect. However, that really hit home to me. I’m in love with someone who isn’t and never was in love with me, and the emotional devastation I felt when I realized this was so unfathomable that I wouldn’t wish it on even the most evil human being.

I grew up believing in the idea of soulmates, and spent the majority of my teenage years and even some of my adult life searching for that person. I sought out my happiness in the hearts and minds of men before I saw them for who they were. But I’m not here to talk about the boy who broke my heart at 15, or even the one who broke it again in May of my 19th year. No. This is about David.

At 18 years old, I realized that I was a raging alcoholic. Not all that hard to believe, sure, but still a shock factor to some. The indicator should have been when I flunked out of college due to being too drunk to attend my classes. I drank all day every day with the sole purpose of drinking my problems away. Ignorance is bliss, and when you can’t remember anything, all you can feel is bliss. When I came home after my one and only semester of college, I came to the conclusion that I would have to get a job to support my alcoholism, so I did. I went into work everyday with one singular thought on my mind, and the same thought before I went to bed, “I need a goddamned drink.” Surprisingly, it was easy to find for a 19 year old girl in a small, hick town. I had no serious relationship to worry about fucking up, and a dead-end job at an ice cream parlor, therefore, I had no consequence should I find myself suffering from drunken decision making.

Parties were easy to find during that summer, and I attended them at least 5 times a week. It was at a party such as this that I met David (introduced to me as Davi), whom I later had drunken sex with at a friend’s apartment while another friend watched. Imagine my surprise when I found out the next morning that the man I barely remembered having sex with had a girlfriend. I suppose I should have felt some guilt, but due to the alcohol still effecting my mind when I went to work the next morning, I found that I couldn’t have cared any less about it.

I put the man out of my mind, an easy feat since I hardly remembered even speaking to him, and my partying and fucking continued. I saw him after this of course, due to the limited amount of available partying space and mutual friends. After that first night, he always had his girlfriend with him. We didn’t speak. He and I weren’t friends or even aquatinted. We had merely shared orgasms after a night of alcohol consumption, and that was that. Up until the Fourth of July. A wild night for being a teenager in Louisa, Kentucky. I cleared the weekend with my family, and decided to myself that it was about time for a bender.

Friday night rolled around, and I found myself talking to Davi for the first time in months. No girlfriend to be seen, I thought that I might at least have an opportunity for a repeat performance of some of the best sex I’d ever had. I didn’t expect for him to ask me genuine questions or for him to take an interest in anything I had to say. The majority of conversations I’d been used to having at parties were, “So do you want to come back to my place after this?” Or, “Can we go upstairs for a quickie?” I blamed our conversation on the killer weed we’d smoked together, and went to bed with him eagerly that night.

The next morning, we continued to talk, and I found myself getting interested. Dangerous waters, I know, but I was intrigued. I’d never met another person who seemed so interested in how my mind worked and what I thought. It was addicting, more so than any drug I’ve ever had the pleasure of doing (more than I’d care to admit) and listening to him talk was worse. I hung onto every word he uttered with a reverence, as if he was telling me the secret of life.

This continued all weekend and into the next week until I found myself spending everyday by his side. He dutifully sat through meetings with my loud, obnoxious family and loved it. We went hiking, an activity I never particularly enjoyed until I did it with him. But the best days (or nights I should say) were spent at his best friend’s apartment, getting high and talking about literally anything that came to mind. I craved those days more than I ever craved alcohol, to the point I felt like I no longer needed to drink. I’d found a different way to lose my mind, and I lost it every day in him.

And the sex. My god the sex. Davi fucked me like he’d never fuck anyone ever again. It was passionate, loving, and just the right side of rough all at the same time. We’d stare into each other’s eyes as if we couldn’t believe we were so lucky to be seeing the other one naked. There was a kind of awe in the air every time we did it, and it was a heady, addictive feeling.

The night I snuck him into my house to ditch a party, I knew I was in love. That’s the exact moment I realized I was fucked. Up until now, it had just been a bit of fun, you see. We talked about things that mattered, hung out, and fucked, it was never supposed to go any further. There’d been no mention of the girlfriend. That was a topic we avoided altogether. Now, however, I was at the point of no return. How could I tell him that I had fallen in love along the way? That was never supposed to happen, and I hadn’t wanted it to. But you see, the universe has a special way of saying, “Fuck you” when you’re vulnerable like that.

So, within the week we were done. He and the girlfriend had decided that they were going to work through their issues, you see? She was the love of his life, he regretted everything we’d done. He wished he’d never spoken to me that weekend in July. So on and so forth. But, he had. He had willingly done this, both to himself and to me. For the first time in over a month, I was craving a drink. I wanted to drink and fuck him out of my memory, and out of my heart.

Of course I was due for another “Fuck you” from Fate, because he turned up on that lovely night in August where all I wanted to do was get blacked out drunk. He ended up holding me while I cried (a definite side effect if I’m drinking whiskey) and cuddled with me at that same friend’s apartment where we shared so many nights together.

And like so many men before him, I let him back into my life. I thought that by spending enough time together, I could make him fall in love with me too. An easy feat, I thought, since there were pre established feelings between us. I was dead wrong. Through every failed attempt, I stuck to my guns, thinking that eventually he’d see how much I cared for him and about him and realize, “Hey, I’ll never find another girl to love me as much as she does, I need to focus my attention on her.”

I can’t explain to you how wrong that I was. Up until this point I thought I was being successful. We would talk about our futures together, traveling the world and the children we would have together, most of these images and ideas conjured by him. I began to think that he might possibly be in love with me too, and I reveled in that feeling. The girlfriend was still not in the picture, we still avoided her name at all costs, lest even the mention of her shatter the fragile web we’d spun together.

Until she came back for good.

It’s been just over a week since he and I have talked, and I’ve never felt more empty in my whole life. He didn’t just break my heart, he ripped it out of my chest cavity and took it with him when he drove away from my house for the last time. Many times over the years I’ve thought about taking my life, even attempted to on more than one occasion. Now, that doesn’t even seem like it’s enough. I wish that I had never existed. To never be born would be better, for I never want to experience this feeling. Why humans were given emotions, I’ll never know. No animal should be subjected to this torture. Human emotions are a special kind of hell designed to prepare us for an eternity of suffering.

I wish there were a way to erase him from every iota of my being. Scientists say that every 7 years, all of the cells in our bodies are replaced with new ones. One day, I will be an entirely new person that he will never know or see. This doesn’t stop me from wishing he could. I wish he could see the crooked way I smile because he always complimented it, or the way my eyes change to gold in the light because he said it’s the thing he loved the most about me. And the evil part of me wishes he could see the bad that he did to me. How I lost 40 pounds after he broke it off with me, and the 10 after she came back, because he knows that when I’m depressed I don’t eat. I wish he could feel the cold tile of the bathroom on his cheek like I did when I cried for him to just come back. I want him to taste the tears like I have to as I write this.

But most importantly, I want him to experience this heartbreak that I’m feeling. I want her to look at him one day and say, “I’m sorry, but this is how it has to be,” and then to look at her in disbelief while he tries to hide it, even though he can feel his heart shatter and fall apart. I want him to look at her with tears in his eyes and say, “Please don’t do this. I love you,” only for her to smile sadly and say, “It doesn’t matter anymore.”

So, Davi, if you’re reading this, I hope you hurt. I hope you wake up everyday in agony over a broken heart. I hope that you realize one day what you’ve done, and I hope you feel never ending remorse for it. I hope that late at night you sit down and think to yourself, “I destroyed that girl,” because that’s exactly what you’ve done. I hope for the rest of your life you’re never happy. I hope that you wake up every day in pain and go to sleep in pain and dream of that pain. I hope that you never fulfill your dreams, and that you stay stuck in Louisa for the rest of your life. I hope that many years from now, when you see me again, being happy with someone else and giving them the love I tried to give you, that it makes you sob uncontrollably. I hope you come up to me and beg for my forgiveness. I hope you look at me and say, “I never should have let you go. If I could take it all back now I would. I love you, Nicole.”

And at that moment I will say, “It doesn’t matter.”

Nicole Lynn

Essays in Existentialism: Comic Con

please write a famous!clexa, dating, but on dif shows at comic con au.Dif schedules. Then “FOUND MA GURL”

“I’m currently filming something not comic related in Georgia,” Clarke explained, smiling as the reporter began to ask even more. “But I can’t wait to get back to the sequel. It’s going to be bigger and just… I can promise it will be mighty. That’s the best word for it.”

She dazed in and out of words, the jet lag and schedule creeping up on her slowly. Her bones ached and she barely had time to put on new clothes on the way over from the airport, but she smiled and laughed and was only relieved when she saw her cast mates that she would see in a few months to start the sequel, but had been away from since the wrap. 

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Originally posted by knightlley

To say the least Monty and I were exhausted, it was exam week and on the last day was actually a baseball game, like why would they plan it like that? Anyway I was also a cheerleader so atop of all my subjects I had to study for, I also had to practise the routine we made for the game, nearly as often as the baseball players practised which was almost every day.

Which brought us to now, the week had finished and it was Saturday, the game went well, although there were some moments I held my breath not knowing whether or not we were going to win because the boys seemed so tired. I actually saw a couple of them fall asleep while waiting to bat then finally the best players came around and brought the spirit back up. Not wanting to lose this game, they put the remained of their strength to winning and luckily they did.

The cheerleaders and I yelled in happiness, I instantly ran to Monty and jumped into his open arms but due to his exhaustion he basically collapsed, making us both fall and laugh as we laid on the field in each other’s arms. The rest of the night was a blur, there was a party but Monty and I rejected the invitation and went home to sleep.

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bts - you wear a saree.

Request:  Hello, I’ve scrolled through your blog a lot and I love your reactions! Can you please make a “BTS reactions as to when their crush wears a saree” (I’m from India, please Google up what a saree is if you’re confused). Thank you so much for taking up my request 😘 love your blog! 

i did as you were already a couple, that’s easier for me. I hope you like it, I’m sorry if something didn’t make so much sense. (。・ω・。)ノ♡


To him, you were even more perfect. He had never seen you wearing this before. Well, in Korea, no one wears such clothing, so when he went to India with you, you dressed in one of your sarees for him.


“What is it?” He asked when he saw you with the saare. “Saree, did you like it?” “Are you kidding? You look even more beautiful wearing this!” I’m feeling like a teenager in love. “AW! I love you, baby.” “Okay, stop.”


He would be all excited. “BABY! THAT’S SO BEAUTIFUL” He smiled as you showed him. “Oh really?” “Here, let me take a picture of you, I’ll send it to my mother.” “You’re an idiot!” You laughed.


You usually never wear a saree, only on occasions that ask for it. Today you had a family dinner and they would all use one, so you put yours on. “Oh my god …” He said looking at you. “What, i look so ugly?” “No! you look wonderful!” “Thank you baby.” You kissed him.


He had never seen a saree in real life. Only in photos and movies. When he saw his girlfriend dressed in one, he fell in love even more! “JAGI! Oh my god, how can you look so beautiful?” I can’t believe it. “You’re so cheesy!” You said laughing. “And you’re so beautiful …”


At first he would be confused to see you wearing it. But then he’d remind that you’re Indian and would laugh at himself for having forgotten that. He’d already seen you wearing sarees for pictures, but never in person. He found it even more beautiful. “Can we take a picture together? You’re so beautiful and I need to record it!”


He was certainly going to be shocked. Not because it is weird or ugly, he would be shocked by how beautiful you looked wearing it. You were embarrassed and afraid he didn’t like you wearing it, but he loved! He took hundreds of pictures and send the members saying “look at how beautiful my girlfriend is.” And that sort of thing. So in love.

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12x13 Family Feud

Aubrey’s Challenge: Write a fic about each episode in season 12.

Word Count: 1408

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“Okay, well. Stay on it. If you get any leads let us know and we’ll keep working it from our end. Thanks, Cas.”

Just the sound of Dean’s voice grated on your nerves. It had been two weeks since you and your boyfriend had had an actual conversation, and you couldn’t even remember what you were fighting about this time. Still though, you managed to maintain a professional relationship even though you were sleeping on opposite sides of the bed.

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Dear Journal,

Today was our last day of driving. In a few hours, we would arrive to the sweet Motel near the beach. We stopped at a small dinner down the road to get breakfast. It was actually really good! We had now only 4 hours left and James, Lily and Harry were only two minutes behind us. Harry had apparently slept the whole ride and was snoring, which made James and Lily laugh a lot. We were all singing to Teddy’s playlist when we heared another song playing.

“Where is that coming from?” Sirius asked, confused.

“Dad it’s Skype. You know the thing on your phone that looks like the magic mirror you shared with James?” Teddy said, a bit annoyed by his father.

“But who would call me on sykype?” He asked, clearly not getting it.

“It’s skype dad, not sykype..” Teddy said as James Sirius laughed beside him.

Sirius took his phone and spotted the small picture of Regulus.

“Oh it’s Reggie! How do see him Ted?” He asked.

“Babe just press the button here..” I said, keeping my eyes on the road.

“Oh right, I knew that.” Sirius laughed, as Regulus’ face appeared on the screen.

We could see a bright sun and palm trees behind him. He was still in Costa Rica with his girlfriend, Sophie. They were traveling the world with their backpack. They were still so in love and happy together, it made me smile. Sophie was one of my good friends when I was in Hogwarts. She was Lily’s cousin and also a Werewolf so we connected the minute we got introduced. When she told me she had this thing for Regulus, We all tried to match them together. And now, there they were. In love and traveling.

“Hey my favorite boys! How’s the road trip going?” Regulus asked.

“Oh the roadtrip’s going great! Teddy drove for a bit and got us lost but we actually found our way back to the highway.” Sirius laughed.

“Teddy you should stop looking at that boyfriend of yours and concentrate on the road!” Regulus laughed.

“Very funny uncle Reggie!” Teddy said, from the back seat.

“I was calling you guys because I’m coming back to London for a few weeks because Sophie wanted to go see her parents. Is my room still available? It’ll only be me and i promise i’ll do my washing!” He said.

“You’re always welcome Regulus!” I said.

“Yeah we haven’t seen you in months! It’ll be great!” Teddy agreed.

“Okay well expect a Regulus on your doorstep in a few days!” He said, smiling.

“Great! How’s Costa Rica?” Sirius asked.

“Oh it’s totally Insane! I love it here! I’ll show you guys the pictures i took when I come home!” He said.

“Great! See you little brother!” Sirius said.


The call ended and Teddy’s playlist started playing again. Sirius took my hand and kissed my cheek. I smiled and stroked my thumb on his hand. I looked into the mirror and saw the two boys sitting close to eachother. Teddy was looking down at James Sirius who was leaning his head on Teddy’s shoulder. In a few hours, we would be by the beach, enjoying the sun.

June 11th 2014

dinovia-grant  asked:

Okay, I narrowed my original list down to seven prompts, but the first one that jumped out at me with a specific person attached to the sentence was 23, said by Carter to Kara in front of Cat. It was the only one I didn't hear in either Cat or Kara's voice.

“You have a picture of me on your fridge?”

The boy looked surprised, and it was perfectly understandable. There were things that Kara and Cat hadn’t discussed with him yet, though Kara felt that pretending he wouldn’t notice them was starting to feel more patronising every day.

“I do, buddy, and look-” Kara pointed to another picture, above the one she took of Carter at the zoo, “this is my sister Alex, with her girlfriend Maggie.” They were smiling at the camera, and Kara remembered the warmth that spread through her as she saw them through the viewfinder, huddling together, happy and proud; she hoped one day she would get to look that giddy herself next to the love of her life.

“This one instead is your mom” in one of those rare pictures she hasn’t painstakingly staged, she added silently to herself. Her fingers caressed the side of the print, its edge soft and a bit faded, from months of sliding her fingers in that spot: touching the photograph had become a gesture of good luck, of “I will come back to you, I promise.”

“That one up there is Clark, my cousin, and that next to him holding the baby is his wife Lois.“ Carter looked where she was pointing, and she could see him absorbing the images and their accompanying names.

“The blonde lady over here is my foster mom, Eliza, though I do call her mom by now… And this man here-” she pointed at a faded polaroid, next to the chinese takeout menu, “is my foster dad, Jeremiah.”

“Who are those?” Carter said, his finger indicating a sheet of drawing paper, almost hidden under postcards and notes. Tears welled up in Kara’s eyes as she attempted to speak, and she had to take a moment to collect herself. Alura and Zor-El stared back at her when she looked at the drawing, their likeness not quite perfectly reproduced. Kara had tried her best, and even if she could never quite get their features right she felt that they still deserved a spot in her collection.

“These… these are my parents, Carter,” she closed her eyes, as tears rolled down her cheeks. She had tried to hold them back, the last thing she wanted was to show weakness in front of him.

“You see, all these people, they remind me of the things worth fighting for every day. They are what keeps me going after a long day.” Kara dabbed at her face with a tissue, then looked the boy in the eye “They’re family.”

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Originally posted by ithastobemoontaeil

Type: Fluff

Request: Hello! Can you write a story with Taeil (NCT)? Thanks~

You smiled lightly at Taeil as you two stop in front of your apartment “thank you for tonight” you say as he leaned in giving you a short kiss. “Call me then” you say as he nods. “I gladly will” he said as he left. You two had been set up on a blind date by a friend and it had been the best date the two of you had ever been on.


You sat on your couch waiting for Taeil’s call. Going on day 3 and you were starting to question if he actually wanted to go out again or he was just being nice. You sighed as you got up leaving your phone there to go to the kitchen. Soon you heard the vibrations of your phone against the table and you quickly rushed back over to the living room. Grabbing your phone and taking a deep breath. You let it ring a few more time before answering it. “Hello” you say “hey Y/N” you hear Taeil’s voice “hey” you repeat as you smiled. “I’m sorry I didn’t call earlier. Johnny says you shouldn’t call right away” he says as you giggle. “Well I would have loved it” you tell him.


“Smile” he calls as he used the selfie stick to take a picture of the two of you. You cuddled into him more as you two laid there. “I like this one” he says as he took his phone from the stick and went through the just taken photos. You grabbed his chin and pulled him in for a light kiss “you know what they say about the third date?” you ask him. “Oh um” he blushed as you started giggling “don’t worry I was kidding” you tell him as you simply kissing him again. “Be my girlfriend” he says “I wasn’t already?” you tease tickling his arm. “Well then officially” he clarifies as you press another kiss onto his lips.

He’s not worthy of having you ~ Hayes Grier Imagine (Requested)

Anonymous said to mmagcon101:hiiii. can u do a hayes imagine where y'all r best friends and like always together but u have a boyfriend and your boyfriend is mean to u (like not abusive but he makes u sad a lot bc it’s like he doesn’t care about u anymore) and hayes comforts u and y'all end up kissing??? thank uuuu


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“this movie was so dumb I’m picking the next one “ You laughed scrolling through netflix . “no it was not dumb Y/n you just didn’t understand it “ Hayes joked “oh your getting clever now Ima let that one slide “ You admitted . 

You received a text from your boyfriend Jonathon , he was your first serious relationship and he honestly just made you feel bad about yourself and your decisions. 

The text convo :

Jonathon : What the fuck Y/n ?

Y/n : what is is now ?

Jonathan : why did you post that picture 

Y/n : because I liked it .

Jonathon : Y/n your hair looks a mess your my girlfriend and I want you to look amazing in everything and that just isn’t doing it for you . 

Y/n : wow .


after that he never responded , You feel so heartbroken you immediately took down the photo feeling ashamed you even posted it . 

“you okay ?’ Hayes asked . 

“yeah… well kind of “ you admitted “what happened ?’ he asked “well I posted that picture and Jonathon said that I looked a mess and that I as his girlfriend should look good all the time “ You said looking down ashamed of the man you once loved . 

‘oh my gosh Y/n how many times do I have to stress to you he is not worth it okay pleas just call him and end it now there is nothing good about him all he does is hurt you and I as your best friend  cant stand to see you begin hurt “ Hayes admitted . 

“I know and I think your right “ you finally received that motivation you needed to end it and just cut it off . 

‘finally Y/n Jonathon is not worthy of having you to call his girlfriend I mean look at you , you are stunning smart funny “ Hayes said moving closer to you . 

You quickly sent Jonathan a text explaining you no longer need or want him so its just not worth your time anymore. 

you felt a rush of relief and freedom thru your body you smiled ear to ear and yelled ‘finally ‘ throwing your arms in the the air . 

Hayes was just looking at you smiling. Your phone began to buzz non stop but you paid no mind to it . 

You sat back into your seat on the couch and Hayes intimately put his hand on your leg . 

“y/n I have wanted to tell you this for the longest time but I never knew of the right time and right now this might not even be it but I can’t hold it in any longer, listen I think your are the most beautiful and precious soul on planet earth and i really mean that Y/n I genuinely do I know you are the most beautiful women and you are so smart and independent and I love all of that about you, I love that you can be you around me and not give a damn what I think “ he took a sigh but continued “I guess what I’m trying to say is that I love you Y/n as more than my best friend and I also want you to now I’m not rushing anything and if you don’t feel the same way I still want to maintain the friendship “. 

“I feel the same way about you Hayes’ you said and instantly didn’t know what was on your mind “kiss me “ you said quickly Hayes moved back shocked “do it” you said quickly . He smiled looking deep into your eyes as he placed his right hand on the side of your face moving in to give you instantly the best kiss of your life . 

‘Hayes I love and care for you so much and I wanted you to kiss me so you can tell that is real But I’m not in any rush to start something new “ You said simply . 

“yeah i know and I understand that thank you “ He said smiling as he laid back on the couch pretending as if you were actually going to let him pick the movie .


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Posting Pics of their gf’s- Got7


Caption: My 90′s queen😉💕 I don’t know how I ever lived without you but I can’t wait to spend many more years with you. I hope you guys can support us further into the future. I really care about her.


Caption: My favorite picture of my favorite girl from her photo shoot. She just stayed my entire existence. I love you baby 😘💖


Caption: This is the picture I took before our first date, and I’m happy to say in this moment I fell in love and I hope we will have many more dates in the future.💜💙💚💛❤️😘  #myfavoritegirl #sorrycoco


Caption: I found this lovely selfie of my girlfriend in my phone. So I thought I would share the perfection out to the world. Your welcome😊✨


Caption: She’s the light in my life, she’s the motivation that keeps me going, and she’s the one who keeps me grounded. Who is she? The love I’ve my life. I never fully understood love until now. Waking up next to you and seeing your beautifully messy bed head and bright smile gives me so much joy.✨ We have been together for a year now and I hope that you guys could support us on our long journey ahead. 😘😘🤗😝


Caption: My beautiful muse & girlfriend. You inspire me every single day, and you make me happy and that’s all I could ask for. I’ve never met anyone more caring and down to earth or someone who understands me perfectly. No matter where you are your always there for me and I really treasure that. You really are one of a kind.. Gah you make me so soft. 🙈


Caption: How can you look so perfect? When you just sitting there judging Yugyeom and Bam. 🤔 I feel so blessed that I have you to call as mine, and we could judge them together forever. 😘😂💕