i love this shot way too much

Fall Out Boy Songs for the Signs

ARIES: Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today // Breaking hearts has never looked so cool, as when you wrap your car around a tree, your makeup looks so great next to his teeth

TAURUS: Centuries // Until you die for me, as long as there’s a light, my shadow’s over you, cause I am the opposite of amnesia, and you’re a cherry blossom, you’re about to bloom, you look so pretty, but you’re gone so soon

GEMINI: Miss Missing You // I will sing to you every day, if it will take away the pain, oh and I’ve heard you got it, got it so bad, cause I am the best you’ll never have

CANCER: Young and Menance // Oops I, did it again, I forgot what I was losing my mind about, oh, I only wrote this down to make you press rewind, and send a message: I was young and a menace

LEO: Bang the Doldrums // And I cast a spell over the west to make you think of me, the same way I think of you, this is a love song in my own way, happily ever after below the waist

VIRGO: Fame < Infamy // I am God’s gift but why would he bless me with, such wit without a conscience equipped, I’m addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, whoa, “There’s too much green to feel blue”

LIBRA: I’m Like a Lawyer with the Way I’m Always Trying to Get You Off (Me & You) // We’re the new face of failure, prettier and younger but not any better off, bulletproof loneliness at best, at best

SCORPIO: I’ve Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song) // We’re the kids who feel like dead ends, and I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses, I took a shot and didn’t even come close, at trust and love and hope, and the poets are just kids who didn’t make it, and never had it at all

SAGITTARIUS: Death Valley // Cause we are alive, here in death valley, but don’t take love off the table yet, cause tonight it’s just fire alarms and losing you, we love a lot so we only lose a little

CAPRICORN: Tiffany Blews // Oh baby, you’re a classic, like a little black dress, you’re a faded moon, stuck on a little hot mess 

AQUARIUS: Hum Hallelujah // I thought I loved you, it was just how you looked in the light, a teenage vow in a parking lot, ‘til tonight do us part, I sing the blues and swallow them too

PISCES: Golden // Tongues on the sockets of electric dreams, where the sewage of youth drowned the spark of my teens, and I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me

anonymous asked:

hi! i absolutely love your art! like everytime i see it its so breathtakingly beautiful and i live how u paint things~ do you have any speedpaints? i always seem to miss ur streams but id love to watch the next time u stream~

Thank you so much!! I don’t have any speedpaints but that might be something I work on in the future. I’ll definitely do more streams though ^^ The way I paint is really slow actually, and I usually work on a couple pieces at once and flip between them over a few days. I like doing it this way cause I can get numb to a painting pretty fast after staring at it too long. But heres a few progress shots of one of the last pictures I did <3

anonymous asked:

Thoughts on the new gaming vid? They seemed so happy and cute and lighting has improved everything A++ ^_^


  • 2 seconds in and i’m already shook i can’t believe this is real we are literally looking into their new house they are literally actually filming in a new HOUSE and it’s all just too much to process
  • phil sitting cross legged on the same old futon and fixing the tetris lights and balancing them and the pacman light on cardboard boxes is all too cute his enthusiasm is too much for me and dan definitely thinks it’s so cute too and this whole intro is just so soft
  • i love that phil owns up to the fact that this was his idea while dan is tryna go for his traditional ugh this is too stupid and vapid and too mainstream and not creative enough shtick. phil giving no fucks about a got damn quality threshold is my kink
  • when phil is attempting to take his neutral expression selfie and slightly pouts and he and dan giggle (i’m being generous w that term bc dan’s was more like a squawk tbh) at the exact same moment i just smiled so hard. they’re so cute. and they’re both apparently kind of uncomfortable w the notion of like trying to look sultry in photos which is why that pouty expression made them laugh immediately, and also is a good precursor to the whole discussion that comes later about phil’s ladybird selfie
  • dan’s look into the camera at 2:13 gave me lifeeeeee i like that he’s trying to shade phil for taking forever to get his fuckin selfie but instead he has this ever so subtle up tilt to his lips bc he can’t completely hide his smile ughaierjoaierj
  • omg underrated discussion in this video: at 2:26 once phil has finally succeeded in taking the selfie he turns to dan and says “i look alright there” but w the intonation of a question, like he’s literally asking dan for affirmation that he looks good and  not only that but he full on turns to look at dan and gauge his reaction and that felt so special and genuine to me??? like??? not a sort of thing i would expect to see tbh? and in general this video was obvi silly and just a bit of fun but also i thought the level of feedback they were giving each other on their photos and the way they were reacting was all so,,, warm and comfortable and surprisingly open. in this instance i’m also just frustrated bc dan was about to say something in response to phil asking dan if he looks alright, but he cuts himself off. he says ‘that’s an excep—’ and it def sounds like he was gonna say exceptional or exceptionally and i need to know what his thought was. i also like that the thought he interrupts himself with is about phil still having slight crazy eyes. we’ve talked about phil’s own explanation for his wide-eyed deer-in-headlights expressions in selfies a bit on this blog. according to him, he resorts to doing that bc having his photo taken makes him uncomfortable, so it was cute to me that dan noted that phil still did a little bit of the wide eyes without giving any context for why he was pointing it out bc it’s just an understood thing that they obvi have talked about a lot
  • 3:14 dan’s horrified and squeaky “what have they done to your face?” is so good. it’s just. so good. he sounds so outraged that they’ve fucked w phil’s face i lov it
  • 3:20 is the besttttttttt. this is the exchange where dan teases phil for being old and i love everything about it i love how dan made that comment without even thinking which sort of suggests that teasing phil for being old is just a regular/habitual thing and i love the way phil reacted bc it wasn’t rly irritated or even mock irritation in the end. instead he just played along w dan’s joke and accepted it and the whole exchange was so warmmmmmmm and comfortableeeeeee and flirtyyyyyyyyy and it reminds me of a few other comments that dan has made here and there that allude to their age gap and they’re always v cute and gentle teasing and it’s just so good
  • 3:42 they’re talking about the ‘old’ selfie and 1. dan is captivated and i can literally see him contemplating his future w phil lmao and 2. phil talking about joey graceffa and calling him good-looking w a blatant pause before he said that, making me wonder if he was going to use a word that was a bit more emphatic than “good-looking” either way i’m into it and then there’s a blatant jump cut and i’m wondering if they had a lil side conversation about joey being cute lol 3. phil is still looking at dan basically every time he makes a comment and it’s rly surprising but lovely 4. dan needed to come in w that compliment about old phil rocking current phil’s fringe and how cool he looks :) 
  • here’s dan howell caught right in the act of contemplating growing old w phil:
  • bless them for calling out how dumb the concept of a “female” filter is. also dan’s once again violent reaction to phil in the female filter is so cute and funny i love how incensed he is with the whole concept of anything being different about phil’s face
  • 5:36 dan looking at phil in the male filter and saying “you look so average” in such a disappointed tone is rly one of the best fucking things i’ve ever seen in my life. i’ve often thought about dan’s attraction to phil being based in some of the things that are most striking about his appearance. for example he always talks about how black phil’s hair is and how pale his skin is and back in the day he obvi left that infamous comment on phil’s dailybooth about how blue his eyes are and i feel like dan is probs drawn to these features that are just,,, extreme,,, and i love that even a slight change to phil’s jawline/face shape made dan think phil looked decidedly more average precisely bc what he loves about phil’s face are all the things that aren’t average at all!!!! i’m emotional!!
  • phil was so hype to see all of dan’s ones!!!! i’m crying!!!!! the way he was doing his hee-hee laughs and bouncing up and down quite literally and like hitting his hands on the table and saying things like i wanna be friends w him instead of you and ‘i wanna see old danny! old danny slice!!!’ like calm down mate!!!!! ur cute!!! we know u think dan is cute!!! y do u love every single version of him so much!!!! when he sees the old one he immediately says he likes it and compliments it!!!!! when he sees the old one on the daniel x dream pic he calls him cute!!!!!! and then makes this face at dan while dan looks at it!!!!!! 
  • help!!!!
  • dan talking about embracing makeup was amazing and phil being totally down with it and immediately suggesting a smoky eye look and consulting some tutorials was also amazing and i hope thats something they’ve discussed before tbh
  • dan @ manly dan: ‘i mean i would.’ nice. dancest is real and it’s right before our eyes ppl
  • 8:28 dan saying he hates his current profile picture was so surprising and lovely when he gave his reason—it doesn’t reflect his natural curls. i’m honestly so pleased to hear that he views the natural hair as such an important change for him that he wants his display pic (something we know he spends way too much time thinking about and therefore treats as an incredibly important thing) to reflect this shift
  • 9:05 ahhhh the controversial dan reactions to phil’s ladybird selfie. here’s the thing. i think when dan says it’s a “really cringe selfie” he’s talking about the discomfort they both feel about doing posed/sultry shots. he corrects himself after phil protests that it’s not cringe to saying it’s only slightly cringe instead of really cringe, and that he should’ve included an ironic (i hate dan’s use of the word ironic so much bc he often uses it when what he really means is “sarcastic” or, in this case, self-deprecating/humorous) caption. when phil then says that he did use a funny caption, dan basically entirely revokes his criticism and says that phil actually “nailed it” w the photo/caption combination. basically i think both of them get embarrassed about the idea of unabashedly posing in an attractive way for photos and since they’re so close dan feels that embarrassment for phil as well. i don’t think he was saying he actually dislikes the selfie or that phil looks bad or unattractive or anything negative about phil himself. the only comment i did find questionable was when he almost said that the smile filter was an improvement!!! it seemed weird when compared to how much he disliked all the alterations to phil’s face on the first picture lol but then he also made fun of it so i didn’t take it to mean that dan literally thought the filter is an improvement to phil’s real face, just that it was pretty remarkable how cleanly the filters worked on that particular selfie
  • overall: really liked this!!!!!!! such a good intro to the new office!!! such a warm and chill lil vid where they were mostly casual and just being so soft and flirty w each other and basically calling each other cute in creative ways whats not to love about that it was great
Just a movie, babe (S.M. smut)

A/N: Okay i actually got myself aroused while writing oh my gawd! its smutty as fuck. ENJOY!

Shawn’s P.O.V.

I unlock the door and open it, and before I can even get a foot in the door I hear Y/n’s voice yelling.

“Shawn! oh thank god” not a second later i see her running towards the door…towards me terror on her face. I drop my jacket and keys so she can run into my arms. “WHAT! Whats the matter babe!?” I ask, panic in my voice. She wraps her arms around my neck and hold her tighter than i’ve ever held anything in my life. 

“I just watched that movie with that psycho hockey player!” she cried out….her face is still hidden my neck but I let go of her waist. My facial expression instantly changes from anxious to blank. 

“Friday the 13th” I correct her. 

“yeaaah. oh my god i’m so glad you’re home Shawnie i was so scared here alone” she whimpers. “get off of me” I chuckle, backing away from her and picking up the items I dropped a second ago. 

“what? nooo you’re suppose to protect me!” she gasped. “From…Netflix? its just a movie babe” I shake my head and make my way the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water. “for a second there i thought you were a good boyfriend” she pouts while locking the door and walking into the kitchen after me. I look down at her and she rolls her eyes, taking the water bottle from my hands and drinking a sip. “For a second there i thought you were actually in danger. And would a bad boyfriend let you steal their water?” I smirk before taking the bottle back. I take a sip but almost spill some on myself when pokes me in the side.

“jerk! id like to see you sit through a scary movie without feeling the least bit paranoid” she challenged.

“Let’s watch one tonight then”

“Hell no! i’m already freake-”

“I’m here now so I wont let a hockey player or anyone else get my girl” I know she loves it when I call her that. I see her fighting back the smile it always causes. “okay fine but i swear to god if you try to scare me later on i’m going to strangle you” she squints her eyes to try and intimidate me but all it does is make it even harder for me to take her serious. She so short and doe eyed, its really hard for me to be scared of her. 

45 minutes later

“Shawn you’re supposed to be watching this” she giggled pushing my hand away from her thigh. “Id rather be doing this though” I smirk, moving my hand back to her leg and leaving a wet kiss on her collarbone. She sighs with a smile and crosses her arms. “i shouldn’t let you even sit on the same couch as me considering you told me to get off of you earlier” she teased

“haha y/n” I started “but remember what happened before that?”

“You were holding me?” she guessed, looking over at me.

“Yeah. I thought something was wrong and that-….I don’t know” I ran a hand through my hair, reliving that moment when my heart felt like it was going to explode from how fast it was beating.

What would you have done if there was a real killer in here?” she questioned. 

“I usually say violence isn’t the answer but I guess i’d have to kill him” I laugh. I see her eyes turn a bit darker and she took a deep breath. “….did that turn you on or something?” I joke. She doesn’t verbally answer but she guides my hand back to her thigh, and then further up to one of my favorite places on her body. I start rubbing her thought her pajama shorts and judging by how soft she feels right now, i’m one hundred percent positive she isn’t wearing panties. 

She bites her lip and whimpers while pressing my hand harder into her. With her other hand she pulls her shorts to the side and waits for me to do the rest. I rub for a few more seconds to make sure she’s absolutely dripping for me.

I finally have her where I want her and by now she’s almost at her peak. I take two of my fingers and wet them in my mouth before sliding them inside her. Her mouth is hanging open, a look of disbelief on her face. “sh- shawaann” she gasped. I shake my head “I know I know, that was really dirty” I chuckle, still pumping in and out of her.

 “mmm baby you..you’ve never done that…that was h-hot” she struggled through her moans. “fuck” I grunt before pulling away from her and undoing my belt and zipper quicker than I ever have before. Without me having to tell her, she swung a leg over me and pulled her shorts to the side once again. She pulls my hard-on out of my boxers and runs her thumb over the head of it. 

“aahh baby..fuck ride me” I groan

She sinks down on me, the material of her shorts are out of the way but still add some friction every time she comes back down. Her hands find my hair and I can feel my climax building with every stroke. My hands grip her ass and i help move her up and down. “nnh shawnie right there..” she whimpers. I guide her face to my neck and she begins nibbling at my jaw line. She picks up the pace for a second before pulling me out almost all the way. She’s teasing me

“ don’t you fucking stop y/n” I growl in her ear. She starts to grind again but this time, she starts to lose her rhythm. She’s close, so am I.

“i’m almost there baby oooh fuck…yes” she nods at me and i’m assuming she feels the same. Just when I feel her clench around me, I lose it. I throw my head back and squeeze her ass just enough to make her really feel it.

  I’m moaning out her name along with a list of profanities, she’s riding out her high and when I glance down I can see her biting on her finger. I could cum again just watching her. My breathing evens out and even though we’ve both finished, she’s still slowly grinding on me. She leans forward and kisses me with so much passion, it makes me smile. 

I just love her so much.

I grab her waist to stop her movements because my dick is way too sensitive right now. “another go?” she chirps. “give me like 20 minutes babe”

We laugh and she pulls herself off of me, shifting her attention to the tv to catch the last scene of that damn movie.

Three’s a Crowd (Part 15)

Originally posted by beuits

Member: Taehyung x Reader x Yoongi

Type: Poly Au, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Part 9. Part 10. Part 11. Part 12. Part 13. Part 14. Part 15.

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I’ve been thinking a lot about your eyes and how I found the whole world inside of you, an entire sheet that taught me how to fly when my feet were simply movies stuck in rewind. how your laugh was the foundation of a marathon we weren’t prepared for, one inhale to break my heart, two kisses to seal us into a series of raised voices to cradle two entities. maybe I loved you because you helped me remember, maybe it’s because you helped me forget, maybe we took pieces from a tomorrow that we thought we needed to get through now, maybe we inhaled too many summers to be able to find a reason to cry, maybe there was too much me where I was supposed to be holding you, maybe goodbye means you’re allowed to be happy with someone else, maybe I fell in love with a part of you instead of your whole. and the words you didn’t want to say, i heard everything. another apology and i’ll lose my mind, maybe i’ve already lost it. another i love you and we’ll both sink into bottles not deep enough to house sin. i used to take drugs to feel good, and then i took them to feel less. and now they don’t do much but cause withdrawals. some days it’s you that causes the emptiness, most days it’s missing parts of me that I’ll never see again. some people would agree that i gave too much away, but when you love like this, your all is the only way to break. if we knew how to approach the situation, if we knew what we were getting into, do you think it’d still be called an addiction? even the earth breaks in the form of clouds, and maybe that’s why we have rain. so when my heart tears and i have tears, maybe that’s why you’re in my fears. you are my fears. you are fear. terrifying beauty, i’d hang you high enough for kites to be shot down by lightning and if lips bring thunder from a kiss we should not have shared, then i can’t keep loving where we should have stopped caring. and if the weight of your promises burst through my veins and i leave you as blood all over the pages, do you think we should really call it love? I’ve been thinking a lot about your body and how I should have fallen for your mind first.
—  The Ate & The Bunso
Wedding in Hawaii || Part 1

hi. i got inspired these last couple of days bc as we all know harry freaking styles is spending his free time in hawaii at a wedding looking hella good and stuff. i guess the title already gave it away so i don’t need to explain anything further so just enjoy bc i absolutely loved writing this. oh and a part 2 is coming. and maybe more parts. i don’t know about them tho. part 2 is confirmed it is on the way it’s almost done actually. harry is feeding me so good y’all i can’t believe my man i love him so much and my love for him will be clearly shown throughout these little one shots. so if you don’t like too cute and sweet and lovey-dovey shit then i suggest you not reading these. they’ll be full of stuff like that. sorry for any spelling mistakes, once again i haven’t proof read it lmao i probably should start doing that again but o whale. lotta love, xoxo -b

Part 2 • Part 3

I couldn’t have imagined spending my time elsewhere as I was in Hawaii with Harry on my side in his lovely attire looking like the happiest person on this planet.

He was gorgeous. Like so fucking gorgeous.

There were no words that could’ve possibly described how I felt about him as I was watching him in his pale yellow suit and dress pants. Not to mention the blue Hawaiian shirt he wore under his blazer.

He found that funny. Nah, scratch that.

He found it hilarious. Absolutely hilarious.

Harry found it absolutely hilarious that he was wearing a Hawaiian printed shirt while he was in Hawaii.

“What you smiling at?” he asked me as he stepped next to me, his arms sneaking around my waist and pulling me closer to his body.

I sweetly kissed his chin then the corner of his mouth which caused him to grin widely and the pounding of my heart increased dramatically at the sight. He was so so pretty and I could barely breathe as he was right there in front of me.

“I love you,” I muttered as I stared up at him, my voice a tiny bit serious but oh so full of love. “You’re so gorgeous.”

“What’s gotten into you?” he chuckled as he put one of his hands on my cheek, the palm of his hand was warm and it fit perfectly on the side of my face. I leaned into his touch, closing my eyes and forgetting the fact that we were at his mate’s wedding.

“You before,” I blurted out a bit too bluntly which caused him to laugh out as loud as hell and I couldn’t help but chuckle too.

“Alright, my love,” he said as he hugged me and pressed a kiss on the top of my head. “You cannot drink anymore alcohol.”

“Hey, don’t be rude to me! I can drink whatever I wanted. It’s your fault you’re not used to me being blunt.”

“Trust me, I am,” he sighed with a smile on his lovely face. I couldn’t help myself when I just grabbed both sides of his face and pressed my lips against his.

His mouth was massaging mine as he was giving me one of his sweet kisses, his grin spreading across his face causing us to pull away from each other. His eyes were shining and his cheeks were pink, his hair fluffy because of the humidity and he was just having so much fun it got me to never end up being bored.

“You didn’t say I love you back to me,” I pouted and he leaned down and pecked my lips.

“I love you. I love you. I love you,” he said it three times and between each confession he kissed me. “Hey, baby?”


“I love you.”

I laughed before hugging him tightly around his waist.

“I love you.”


It was bright and early when I woke up to the sound of someone puking in the bathroom and that someone ended up being Harry when I didn’t find him next to me in bed. We only came back from wedding at four am so when I checked what time it was and ended up finding out it was just twenty past five in the morning I was not impressed.

Sighing, I got out of bed, throwing my hair in a bun before entering the bathroom. Harry was on the floor leaning against the bathtub which I used right when we arrived. It was lovely in case you wanted to know.

“How are you feeling?” I asked him as I made my way towards the sink, took his toothbrush out of the cup and filled it up with cold water. I also gave him a towel that was on the side then I flushed the toilet after closing the top of it.

“Like hell,” he answered lowly. He chucked the towel to the side then put his elbows on his knees that were propped up and laid his forehead on his arms. “What’s the time?”

“Around half past five,” I sighed. “Do you wanna come back to bed?” I yawned, putting my hand in front of my mouth naturally.

“Yeah give me like a decade to be able to stand up,” he told me sassily and I just rolled my eyes.

“Come on, sass pants, give me your hands,” I said as I put my hands out. “Don’t let yourself be like that, it’s only gonna make this worse.”

“Why did I even drink? Why did you let me drink?”

“Hey, don’t blame me! I let you have fun because you’ve been working your butt off.”

“True. It’s not your fault. Well, not entirely.”

“Go to hell, Harry Styles,” I laughed as I gave a little slap to his ass when he stood up. “Now come and brush your teeth.”

“Really?” he looked at me like he saw a ghost as I put some toothpaste on his toothbrush. “Why do I have to brush it?”

“You literally just been throwing up,” I told him with a little chuckle added at the end, my voice thickly laced with sleep. “Come on, please, don’t be a hassle,” I sighed. “I’ll brush your teeth for you, c’mere.”

And he did.

He actually let me brush his teeth.

I couldn’t believe how lazy he was. But then again I didn’t expect him not to take up on that chance. He always did when I offered to do something instead of him.

He was a lazy piece of ass and I found it funny how no one really knew that about him. Harry never showed that, only to the people he was really comfortable around and with and I felt really good that I could consider myself to be one of those people.

“Thank you, love you,” he murmured as he hugged me with one hand and kissed my temple.

I just nodded as I rinsed out his toothbrush then put it back in its place. Harry took my hand once I dried it and we went back to bed, both of us getting under the duvet since all the windows were open and the weather was a bit windy outside.

Moments later Harry curled up against me, his legs sneaking between mine as he hid his face in the crook of my neck. His right hand was slowly making its way on to my waist then it slid down on to my bum and he rested it there.

“D’you wanna come work out with me tomorrow?” he asked me after minutes had pass, his voice low and croaky.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I ran my fingers through his short hair, remembering back to that loose strand of hair that rested on his forehead all day and night. It was so blooming sexy I found it so much more attractive than I probably should have.

“Work out with you? Tomorrow?” I asked back with a light chuckle. His hand squeezed my bum a bit which I’m not gonna lie was a good feeling.

I loved his hands all over me I didn’t mind one bit when he did that as long as we were in private. I’d rather him not do stuff like that when we’re out and about with all the paparazzi and fans around.

God knows what would happen to me as soon as people would find out about it.

“Mhm, I saw the gym when we arrived. Wanna try it before we gotta leave.”

“Okay, we’ll see, bub,” I told him as I continued to play with his curls that were making a comeback and ensuring my happiness.

“Do you wanna get married in Hawaii?” he asked me which caught me off guard.

“I mean if I’ll be marrying you, I won’t mind where we’ll get married.”

“Good answer,” he laughed. “I think m’gonna sleep now.”

“You should and so should I,” I said yawning.

“Mmmm, yeah,” he agreed. “Sleep tight, pretty girl.”

“You too, gorgeous,” I kissed his head before scooting closer to him in hopes of not having to get up again for another round to the bathroom.

THE COFFEE SHOP ON ELMWOOD AVENUE DOESN’T MAKE ME CRY ANYMORE. have you been in there since last January? they took away our table, the one furthest away from everything. you’ve always had an affinity for distance, at least as long as I knew you. I wonder how many nights you’ve spent measuring the length between your hands and the nearest breakable thing. I wonder what you did when you realized how close they would always be to your chest.

I HAVEN’T DELETED YOUR NUMBER YET. I didn’t think I should give your name a place in my life anymore, no matter how insignificant, so its label consists of emojis. the origin of it, it meaning your name, comes from a river near israel, which I found out after a late night date with google and too many shots of nostalgia in my system. I’m going to visit it, someday. I’m going to find something beautiful in those letters again. you’ve already claimed so much space in me, you’re not allowed to take words too.



—  TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE, 6/30, Caitlin Conlon
Jealous - Zach

Request: could u do a jealous!zach

because I’m trash for both Jeff and Zach I had to make him jealous of Jeff.

Originally posted by kulo-ren

Jealous- Zach

You laughed at Jeff while rolling your eyes at him. You were supposed to be helping him revise his essay since Clay cancelled on him for his date with Hannah, but he wouldn’t stop making stupid jokes.

“I don’t understand half the things you say; can you stop speaking in baseball terms?” you asked making him laugh at you.

“Where’s the fun in that?” He responded raising an eyebrow at you. You shook your head and went back to reading his paper before stopping and looking back up at him pointedly.

“Jeff, you cannot put ‘pun intended’ in your essay!” You said bursting into laughter only to get shushed by the librarian.

“Why not?” He asked attempting to be quiet right as you were about to respond he looked up behind you, “uh oh someone’s mad.”

You turned around to see Zach had walked in with a clenched jaw and darkened eyes. His fists were clenched at his sides and you saw his eyes trained on you.

“Jeff I’ll be right back.” You said quickly before running up to Zach and dragging him out of the library.

“Zach what’s going on?” you asked putting your hand on his arm which usually made him physically relax.

“I don’t know you tell me.” He said harshly while shrugging your touch away.

“What are you talking about?” You asked looking up at him scared. You had never seen him like this towards you.

“You and Jeff,” he responded crossing him arms, “why the fuck is everyone telling me you’re cheating on me with him? And why’d you cancel on me just to go sit and talk to him?”

“Zach, he’s my best friend. That’s it. I love you,” his posture softened, “I would never hurt you; you mean way too much to me. I was just helping him with an essay, that’s it.”

You stood on your tippy toes to wrap your arms around his neck and give him a kiss.

falloutgirlpatrickwentz  asked:

Ok how would Mccree/76/reaper/junkrat/ and genji react if Y/N got injured in battle and then later found out that Y/N got shot on purpose. I know its angsty and I hope it's not too much to ask. I'm new to tumblr and I think I did it right? I love your work by the way

((I had to cut back Genji because these are so darn long. All of them are roughly 800+ words I think. But I hope you enjoy!!))

Originally posted by meilingziegler

When Jesse heard you cry out in a mix of anger and pain, he was quick to have someone watch his back as he ran to get you.

He found you sprawled on the ground, your leg shot through the knee as you crawled away from his view, “Come back to finish this!” you yelled at whoever you were trailing.

Jesse ran over, calling out for you as you pulled at a kid’s leg. In the span of seconds the kid had kicked your face and taken off.

“Fuck! Fuck, shit!” you swore to yourself as you wiped at your bleeding nose while holding back tears. Jesse knelt down to scoop you in his arms, brushing back your hair.

“y/n. You okay? Who was that kid?” he questioned as he started running to cover. He looked at your bitter expression as you kept wiping away the blood.

“A punk he was… Used to be a friend of mine. I promised him that if I ever left him behind he needed to shoot me or I’d shoot myself… He joined Talon after, after..” you started sobbing, tears streamed down your face with your bloody nose as Jesse set you down, helping you clean up your nose.

“God.. Jess, if I can’t keep my friend safe.. How the fuck am I supposed to keep you or anyone safe? I deserved this.” you sulked as you looked at the bullet hole in you knee.

Jesse silently pulled you in a hug, sushing you as he swayed back and forth, “You get stronger is how.. You just, get back up, wipe the dirt from your knees and try again hun.” He said as his hand rubbed the small of your back.

“I’m here for you. I’ll make sure you don’t get left behind”

Originally posted by yoshiro-san

You were seated infront of the soldier shirtless as the man tried to stitch your deep bullet wounds and grazes.

“That was the most reckless thing I’ve seen you do… This is not the y/n I met in the training room.” he said as he wiped the blood off your back with a rag.

“You were getting shot at so…” You started,

“So you decide that jumping infront of me and becoming a meat shield is better than taking cover?” he chimes, making sure you felt he was upset by pricking the needle through your graze a little harder. Making you wince.

“It doesn’t matter, they had run out of ammo, their defences were down, we could’ve easily killed them and gotten the files!”

“You could’ve died, y/n!” he said sternly.

“Who cares if I died?!” you said, raising your voice.

I do” he replied, yelling accordingly

Well I fucking don’t!–” You shouted, your fist slammed down on the table beside you.

The room was silent as the two of you froze, the soldier’s hands moved away from your back as you heaved for air, your fist still on the table. He knew you were crying, he knew you were hurting. So was he.

“I know you care, trust me I do-” he started, but you cut him off.

“Then why do you drink yourself away? Why do you kill yourself for the world?” you questioned, making him look down.

“If you won’t look out for yourself, I will. Even if I die doing so. You’re my world…” you said quietly, turning around to face him as you placed a hand on his shoulder.

Originally posted by etlabetes

Everything around the reaper was a blur as he looked up at his assailant. Their eyes shined with hatred and blazed with rage as they shot him in the gut numerous times. He knew he was done for when he saw the assailant was aiming for his head.

“No!” he heard a familiar voice yell and the assailant was tackled down.

You were on the ground trying to wrestle the gun out of the other man’s hands, straining to overpower him as you grunted.

“You’ll have to get through me first fucker…” you said as you worked with one hand as the other tried to get your own gun.

Reaper had almost regenerated fully, slowly standing up. He looked in a mix of dread and everything along the lines of shock as the assailant fired twice, clearly going through your vitals but just in time with a yelp you yanked out your gun and shot the man’s head.

You quickly fell to your side as Reaper rushed to you, scooping you up gently in his arms,

“hh.. Gabe, y-you’re okay!” you said, clutching at your chest. Blood seeped through your fingers, “I did it, I-I shot him.” you said.

Gabe could only nod and smile sadly at you, “Why would you get shot for me you big goof?” he asked. making you smile at him, your face going paler by the minute.

“Because… you’re the grim reaper. I know I won’t die if you decide so right?” you joked, coughing up a little blood, and making Gabe take in a sharp breath.

“No, no, you’re right. I won’t let you die okay? Just promise not to fall asleep on me okay? okay.” he said as you started to nod off.

Just when he had slowly lost hope help arrived, and you were taken off the man’s hands.

You woke up on a hospital bed several hours later, your wounds all healed. When you turned to look at your side you saw Gabriel, smiling warmly at you.

“See I told you so… Today was not your day to go y/n.” he joked and you smiled.

“One day it will be. But till then, death will be mine to keep safe I guess.” you rasped, reaching your arm over to hold his.

Originally posted by derpmaz

Jamison loved to spend time with you. You were abit of a rule breaker yourself. You also liked to attend alot of riots and strikes to voice your opinion.

The riots weren’t always safe. Particularly one where the riot turned violent.

Molotov cocktails began to fly, knives, guns and pressured water hoses were out and everywhere the smell of burnt tires lingered. It was mayhem that Jamie was familiar with.

You were not a violent person but you tried to defend yourself as police came at everyone with guns and tasers. Jamie and Roadhog were hid away, knowing full well things could get more dangerous. Everyone was screaming at the police as they threw boxes, bottles, anything at reach.

Jamie looked beside him to find you weren’t there. He soon heard gun shots go off. The crowds screamed as people began to run away with limp people in their arms. People were getting shot and a thick fog of tear gas filled the streets.

“Roadie. I gotta go find y/n!” he said, turning to look at the large man, who grunted as he got out of cover.

Explosions began to go off as people shattered windows and more homemade bombs went off. Yelling and screaming went on as the duo ran with masks to keep them safe from the tear gas.

“NO PIGS OR MURDERERS! WE WON’T SIT BY AND WATCH AS OUR FLAG BURNS!” anarchists rhymed as they threw rocks.

The sounds of car alarms blared in the junker’s ears as he bumped into people running, until he saw you stumble away dizzily. Junkrat quickly ran to you asnd grabbed you by the arms.

You were shot in the arms, and it was visible you were shocked as he ushered you out of the chaos.

He hushed you as you sobbed in his arms as Roadhog removed the bullets.

“Shhh, it’s okay love I got you… Those coppers are bastards, they defend the wrong people. Roadie will get you patched up and then it will all be better okay?”

You could only nod as another bullet was yanked out of your arm.

Pssst, if you have clogged or enlarged pores, you need this in your life.

I saw it at Ulta the other day and decided to give it a shot and I am seriously so impressed. I have normal-dry, semi flaky skin and I struggle with texture and my husband has borderline oily skin with texture as well and we both loved it. I’ve noticed a big difference in the size of the pores on my nose and it really exfoliates and softens your skin without being too harsh or drying your skin out which is amazing. It’s gotten my pores WAY cleaner than any GlamGlow mask ever has and it’s so much gentler on your skin. And it’s only $10.50 as opposed to $69.

anonymous asked:

yo fam i gotta ask, ur KiriBaku fic is the only 1 i read cus im picky asf with fanfics, im curious if you know any good fanfics out there bout these 2. because there's more fanfictions than im willing totake the time to go through

Oh!!! Thank you so much anon! I actually don’t read too many KiriBaku fics myself (I plan to make my way through them soon!) But here are the top three that have stayed in my mind!

Heart Strings by starofjems
Teen, One-Shot, ~8000 words

Summary: Red. Red was all Bakugou could see sometimes. His father called this ability to see strings of fate a gift. Bakugou called it curse. He never wanted to be fate’s pawn, never wanted to willingly play its games. More than anything, Bakugou had never wanted to know who was at the end of his string. There was no turning back.

This starts off like any other well-written but cliche “red string of fate” quirkless soulmate!AU, but it is so well-written, and there is a twist that completely took my breath away, and for those reasons, I highly highly recommend it!

don’t count on me to let you know when by newamsterdam 
Explicit, One-Shot, ~16000 words

Summary: Kirishima has always made things easy for Bakugou. But that doesn’t mean that Bakugou’s gotten any better at these things, even after all of these years.

This a future!fic about Bakugou and Kirishima reuniting after years apart, as they learn to become a part of each other’s lives again. This fic is so well-written. Like, damn. The characterization, the dialogue, the drama, heck, even the smut is well-written, and I usually don’t even like smut. This fic had me in tears and I absolutely cannot recommend it enough times.

but i’ve got an angry heart by newamsterdam
Teen, Multi-Chapter, Incomplete

Summary: Bakugou Katsuki is not going to jeopardize his future a second time, and that means staying away from anyone who gets too close. Kirishima Eijirou has never learned how not to be close to someone. Of course, they end up as next-door neighbors.

This one isn’t finished just yet, but it is still excellent. It’s kind-of a quirkless college!AU, but it’s not mindless fluff like those tend to be. There’s really good, thought-out angst with some unforgettably chilling scenes as you and Eijirou both slowly figure out what happened in his past that made Bakugou so tight-strung. The pacing of this is fantastic, and the touch of mystery is so so good.

iKon Reaction to Their Wife Trying to Run Away with Their Unborn Child {Mafia AU}

anonymous  asked:

I’m the anon that requested the iKONxmafia au and I loved it!❤️ could I request another iKONxmafia au one where their wife tries to runway with their unborn child? Thaaank you~ you’re the only blog I have my notifications on for. 💕

Thanks sweetie ♥ Here you go :)

Warning: contains elements of violence or abuse

Kim Jinhwan (Jay)

Although you had planned your escape with your unborn baby well in advance and were most secretive about it, Jinhwan did not fail to notice the subtle changes in your behavior. The way your eyes darted around the room when you were talking to him, the way you bit your bottom lip more frequently, and the way you flinched almost unnoticeably whenever there was a loud noise gave away your tension. Not even your sweet smiles and the loving words you whispered into Jinhwan’s ears every night could hide your nervousness. He knew you too well, and he could read you like an open book. Although he knew that you were planning to run away, he kept quiet in hope you would change your mind. One night, when Jinhwan was out “to do business”, you decided that it was time to leave your old life behind and flee to a place where your child could grow up in peace and safety. When your husband came back late at night, he was not surprised to find your shared apartment empty. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he turned to his two bodyguards and gave them orders, annoyance prominent in his voice. “Go find her right now, she is headed to the airport. Her plane did not depart yet, but I advise you to hurry before it does.” Once the two men left, Jinhwan plopped down onto the couch and massaged his temples with his fingers. “Y/N, you would be dead meat if I did not love you so much. Did you really think you could fool me this easily? Just wait until you get home, and you will plead for my mercy.” But although his words would be harsh, he would not dare to physically hurt you since he would never want to hurt the tiny spark of life inside of your belly.

Song Yunhyeong (Song)

“What the fuck are you doing?” The icy and alarmingly calm voice of your husband made you swing around, panic clearly visible on your face. He was supposed to be out on a raid against of one of his rival groups, and since you had planned to run away from him to protect your unborn child weeks ago, you decided that tonight was your opportunity to put your plan into action. You were in the middle of stuffing clothes and other necessities into a black duffel bag when the person you expected least to appear in your apartment interrupted you and got wind of your secret. Sweat broke out on your forehead and your heart started to pound so fast that you were unable to utter anything that would explain what you were doing. You were terrified at the thought of what Yunhyeong could do to you and your baby, and your eyes were frantically scanning the room for something to defend yourself with. Yunhyeong’s angry snort broke the silence between you two, and before you were able to act, he came over and threw you onto the bed. In the blink of an eye, he had pinned you down on the mattress, holding both of your wrists with one of his hands while making you completely immobile by pressing down on you with the mere weight of his body. What scared you most was not the pain that shot through your arms and chest, but the wild look on your husband’s face. “Do you really think you can run away from me? I love you way too much to let that happen.” He would hold you down just a little longer to leave bruises on your wrists and demonstrate his physical strength, but he would make sure not to hurt the unborn child which he already locked in his heart. Yunhyeong would tell his bodyguards to watch over you even more closely, and make sure to prevent any other attempts of escape.

Kim Jiwon (Bobby)

A defiant look was on your face when your husband entered the room. Upon hearing that you had escaped your shared apartment, Jiwon had told his bodyguards to look for you and bring you back. Although you had tried your best to hide at a shabby cafe outside the city, your husband’s network of informers was more elaborate than you had expected. Now, you were tied on a chair in your own apartment, unable to move your arms and legs. On top of that, Jiwon’s bodyguards had dared to put a piece of cloth around your mouth so that you were completely unable to talk. When he saw the state you were in, he let out an irritated sigh. “Did I tell you to put that cloth around her mouth?” “She did not want to stop cursing and biting us,” his bodyguards quickly defended themselves. If Jiwon had not been upset about your attempt to run away from him, he would probably have been amused at your behavior. This time though, his expression was icy as he made his way over to you. “What the hell were you thinking?” He grabbed you by the hairline and forced you to look up at him, using just enough force to intimidate but not hurt you. “Don’t you dare imagine this child is yours only. I have a right to see it grow up. And don’t expect me to go easy on you from now on. You’ll have to make up for your audacity.” Although Jiwon’s words and actions would be harsh the next few days, he would soon show you that he loved you too much to be mad at you much longer. Instead, he would do his best to create a safer space for you and the unborn baby so that you would never attempt to run away from him again.

Kim Hanbin (B.I)

You had finally found the perfect day to run away from your husband. The tiny spark of life inside of you grew bigger and stronger every day, and it tore you apart to imagine your child growing up in such a tainted place as Hanbin’s gang. You loved your husband, but you also wanted to protect your child from a precarious and dangerous future. Hanbin was at the gang’s headquarters right now, planning his next raid, and you had a good feeling that your plan would go smoothly. You were just about to board the train that would take you away from your old life, when you felt strong fingers wrapping around your wrist. You turned around to check who was holding you back, and the look of annoyance on your face turned into one of fear in a matter of milliseconds. It was no other than Hanbin. The blank look in your husband’s eyes sent cold shivers up and down your spine. You were too shocked to struggle against him or call for help when he pulled you away from the train and to his car. You knew that it would be of no use anyway. You did not dare to ask him how he had found you and why he was not at the headquarters because you knew that it would only make him more upset. Neither of you spoke a word on the way home, and when you entered your shared apartment, you could hear the loud bang of the door which Hanbin had slammed shut angrily. But when he turned to you, you could detect not an irritated but hurt look on his face. “Why did you run away? If you are not happy here, you should have told me.” With a sad look at your growing belly, he would add, “I want the baby to grow up in safety too… You know, I cannot let you go this easily. But I can try my best to create a happier and safer space for the three of us. Just have faith in me, okay?”

Kim Donghyuk (DK)

When you did not answer his eleventh call, his worry slowly started to transform into panic. You had been missing for the last four hours, and although he had sent his bodyguards to look for you, none of them had reported that they had found you yet. He would never be able to forgive himself if something happened to you and the baby.  He had been looking forward to the day to finally become a father, and thinking about that he might lose both of you made his stomach turn.  But when, after another two nerve-wracking hours of waiting, his men finally dragged you into your shared apartment, his expression turned into one of anger and disappointment as soon as he was informed that you had tried to run away from him. He never expected you to dare something as reckless as this, but it seemed that you had learned quite a few things from living with him and his gang for such a long time. He slowly walked over to you and you could see him swallow hard. You kicked at the shin of the man who had been holding you, and he finally let go of you. When you looked up at your husband, a defiant look on your face, you suddenly got scared of what was going to happen next. Donghyuk had raised his right hand and you were sure he was going to slap your face. You already squinted your eyes and prepared yourself for the impact, only to be met with surprise when you never felt your husband’s hand on your cheek. You glanced up at him and realized that he had turned away from you, his hands shaking. “I am fucking mad at you right now. Just… never run away from me again. You know I love you too much to lose or even hurt you and the baby.”

Koo Junhoe (Ju-ne)

You had always been a little headstrong, but Junhoe didn’t mind. In fact, he liked that you were not as obedient as all the other women he knew, and he respected that you needed your own space every now and then. But when one of his informants told him that he had spotted you and one of your friends at a secluded restaurant, planning your escape with the unborn child, Junhoe thought that you had crossed the line and would not be treated with mercy this time. When you were dragged back to your apartment by two of your husband’s men, Junhoe was already waiting for you, sitting on a chair in the middle of the living room. His arms and legs crossed and his lips pursed, he looked at you with a cold expression on his face. The way he was staring at you reminded you of an interrogation of one of his victims, and you knew there was no way to make excuses for your attempt to run away from him. All you had wanted to do was to protect your baby from a cruel future,  but you had failed and would not get a second chance. However, instead of questioning you, Junhoe would simply say, “Do you know how fucking lucky you are? If you were not my wife and did not have my baby in your belly, you would be dead meat right now. And don’t you think I will forgive you that easily.” He would feel disappointed and hurt by your lack of trust in him to be a good father, and the next few days he would be very distant and cold to you. It would take you some time to regain his trust, and even then he would make sure that his men were always watching you.

Jung Chanwoo (Chan)

Chanwoo had already prepared for the case that you attempted to run away from him, and he was not the least concerned when he found your shared apartment empty one night. Your escape was more like a game to him, and he knew that it was only a matter of time until you would come crawling back to him, begging him to show mercy and take you in again. He had made sure to cut you off from any sources to get access to money or help from your friends, and he even manipulated your travel documents so that you would not be able to take any airplanes or trains in this country. His precautionary actions would work impeccably, and he was almost excited to see you return. Although it took a few days longer than he had expected, you had finally accepted that your attempt to run away from your husband had failed and that you had no choice but to come back to him. When he came home from one of his raids one night and found you taking a bath in the tub, he would enter the bathroom with a triumphant smirk on his face. Chanwoo would pretend as if nothing was wrong, strip out of his clothes and join you in the hot water. Both of you would avoid the topic of your unsuccessful escape while your husband would wash your hair and caress your growing belly. Right before ending his bath, he would lean to your ear and whisper, “Did you really think you could leave me that easily? This baby is mine as much as it is yours, and I hope you finally understand how much the two of you depend on me.”

Dating Mark

I Taeil* I Hansol* I Johnny I Taeyong I Yuta I Kun* I Doyoung* I Ten I Jaehyun I Winwin* I Mark I

*coming soon

A/N: I was asked a while ago after my Dating Taeyong to do Mark next, so here it is. I’m so sorry I can’t remember who asked me to do mark next but I hope you see this and sorry for the long ass ride wait~

  • oKaY LeTs dO tHiS
  • I see him being the “quiet” kid in school
  • Like obvs he has his group of friends
  • And when he’s around them he’s energetic and outgoing
  • But the second he steps into a class that none of his best friends are in, he gets all coy etc
  • Almost like they’re his source of energy(?) ygm
  • But anyway
  • He’s a Junior  
  • He’s a lil above average in most subjects
  • But literature  
  • J E S U S  
  • He is so good at it
  • And it’s his favourite subject  
  • Win-win situation lmao winwin
  • Also music
  • He’s really good at music  
  • Okay so moving on
  • He’d be in the library on a Friday after school, and he’s in the Sci-fi section trying to find a book he hasn’t read yet
  • Which is almost impossible
  • Bc He’s read basically all of them
  • He gives up and goes to look somewhere else
  • But he sees a book on the librarian’s desk
  • F I N A L L Y  
  • Something he hasn’t read
  • He picks it up and starts to flick through it, skimming over the pages and turning it to read the blurb
  • You come out of the restroom in the library and see a really cute guy looking over the book you just had the librarian check out for you
  • You were tentative to go over and tell him you just checked it out but you told yourself to get a grip and tell the r e a l l y  c u t e  guy the book was yours
  • “Oh, hi-Er I just checked that book out.” You’d say really shyly
  • He looked disappointed at first and you caught onto this, but he kindly smiled at you, a small dusting of pink on his cheeks
  • “Sorry, I didn’t realise. It looks good.”  
  • You nod with enthusiasm as you try not to freak out about the book. It was a new one by your favourite Sci-Fi author
  • You had to keep it cool bc you didn’t want the cute guy to think you were weird for freaking out too much
  • “Let me know when you’re done with it. I love that author.” He shot you a coy smile before making his way out of the library  
  • You felt your face heat up slightly once he had left
  • You two had another encounter the following Friday
  • You were returning the book and saw the cute guy from the previous week, wandering through the stacks yes you finally admitted he was cute
  • You walk over to him, tapping him on his shoulder
  • He turns and sees you smiling up at him, again you notice a small dusting of pink on his cheeks
  • “Here, I finished it. It’s so good.” You once again were trying to hold back from gushing about the book and the author
  • But you needn’t worry
  • Bc Mark did it for you
  • “Yes! Man, I’ve been waiting to read this for a while and when I saw it last week I tried not to freak out too much.”  
  • You stood there gaping at him
  • He realised how he probably just freaked the unkown pretty girl out a bit
  • “What’s your name?”
  • Your question taking him by surprise  
  • “Mark-”
  • “Well Mark…”  
  • You couldn’t hold back any longer
  • You joined in with him
  • And oh my god he was so happy  
  • After sitting down at one of the tables in the corner or the library for about 3 hours you were both kicked out bc it was closing time
  • It was getting dark quickly so he offered to walk you home  
  • Which you gladly accepted  
  • Once you reached your house you bid him farewell  
  • And as you were walking in he called for you
  • “Lets do something tomorrow.”
  • He was shocked with his own spurge of confidence
  • “I’d love to.”
  • Fast forward a month  
  • After your first outing, you guys had to the public library followed by some hot chocolate at the local coffee shop, you two started dating.
  • It was the cutest things his friends had ever seen
  • Their lil mark had his first girlfriend
  • You didn’t realise most of his friends were upperclassmen tho
  • And they liked to poke fun at the two of you
  • “Aw have you guys kissed yet?”  
  • “Shut up Johnny.”
  • “You can tell us you know~~”
  • “I swear to god Donghyuk.”  
  • Donghyuk was a sophomore but still poked fun at Mark
  • You personally, found it hilarious
  • He’d always go to your house
  • Whether it was to watch movies
  • Cuddle
  • Or even just read together this was your favourite
  • You’d be sitting on the sofa while he lay down, resting his head in your lap and you both read different books
  • Eventually, he was confident enough to show you his rapping
  • You knew he rapped but he was too shy to show you so you were really excited when he said he’d show you something he wrote recently  
  • Once he started, you were hypnotised by the flow of his voice as he let the words trail out of his mouth effortlessly  
  • When he finished his cheeks would become red and he’d look down shyly
  • “I wrote it for you…”
  • You saw how coy he was being and it made you heart melt, you called his name and the second he looked up you planted a sweet, short kiss on his soft lips
  • “I love it.” You’d smiled at him as he pulled you into him, wrapping his arms around you as you buried your face into the crook of his neck.  

As much as I love Ellie and Joel’s and relationship - slightly unhealthy co-dependency and all - part of me can’t help but wonder what would have happened if, instead of killing Sara off for manpain, she’d been the one to survive, and Joel was the one who got shot that night.

There’s just so much potential in a tough-as-nails, thirty-two year old Sara, who was forced to grow up way too fast in those years following the collapse of society, tasked with escorting a 14 year old girl who reminds her just a little too much of herself (before everything went to shit that is). And she comes to care about her in spite of that, maybe as a daughter, or a younger sister, or a protege, or even just as a projection of her own lost youth, trampled underfoot by a world that isn’t kind to little girls, even before everything falls apart.

Like I’m a big fan of the current trend of sad dad’s passing the proverbial torch to their murder daughters, but you know what’s missing from pretty much every AAA game? Mother-daughter relationships. I can’t think of a single game off the top of my head with two female characters that share a relationship that is in any way comparable to Ellie and Joel’s. And that’s a huge fucking shame, because there’s a massive untapped market of brutal, angry momma-bear protagonists who’ve been through hell, and will claw their way through it again to make sure their girls never have to end up scarred and hardened like them.

I’m not saying the Last of Us would have been better if Sara had been the primary protagonist, but it would have been an interesting departure from a tired and frankly, kinda patronizing formula. And the more I think about it, the more I feel like we missed out on something that could have been absolutely incredible.

Wrong One (Jamilton + Laf)

AN: yet another late fic of questionable value

Tag Crew: @huffleheyguys @artisticgamer @hamilton4starwars @iamnotthrowingawaymyshit @hmltntrsh51 @megabooklover18 @theoverlordofeverything

Warnings: none? 

Word Count: 1,639

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Gilbert came back from his run to find Thomas hunched over a mug of coffee at the kitchen counter. That was an unusual sight on the weekend. 

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Better late than Never

Characters: Dean, Reader, Sam, Jess, Meg, Charlie and Amara.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Just swearing. And waaaaay too many eye rolls and sarcastic scowls. FLUFF! (Dean being a sweety)

Summary: College Au. Everyone meets up for drinks as friends usually do and things take a very interesting turn. The reader finally admits how she feels.

A/N: This is for @dancingalone21​‘s AU Funny quote Challenge and I picked, “I have this code. No cash for ass.” I just wanna say congrats on 2K followers, your work is stellar and you deserve everyone of them. I hope everyone enjoys reading it as much as I enjoyed writing this. Thank you for reading and if you thought it was great, feedback would be appreciated. Lots of love!

Originally posted by canonspngifs

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Let Me Love You Goodbye

Pairing: Oliver Queen x Reader

Featuring: Thea Queen

Words: 1964

Warning: angst

Tags: none

Request: none

Notes: this is the song:

Originally posted by whoeveryoulovethemost

Ever since you found Oliver was The Green Arrow you barely slept at night, not until he came back to you and hugged you tight, letting you know he was alright. Sometimes that didn’t happen until the first lights came through the window so you spent so many times awake. You had tried to stay at the lair with Felicity and follow the mission but you couldn’t handle it.  

You knew what you had with him was good. Too good. But you just couldn’t take it anymore. You couldn’t be in a relationship without knowing if that kiss would be the last one. It didn’t matter how proud you were of him for what he was doing, you loved him too watch him die. So you made the decision. The hardest one you had ever made. You knew this was going to hurt him, and you, badly but it would be the best thing for the both of you eventually.

That morning you woke up just to see that you had fallen asleep on the couch the night before. The fact that you were still there, meant that Oliver wasn’t home. Immediately, you tried to call him on his cell but he didn’t pick it up, just making your anxiety grow. Finally, you took a quick shower and got dressed before heading towards the lair.

When you stepped out of the elevator you saw the whole team gathered around one of the computers where Felicity worked. You were relieved when you saw Oliver there, safe and sound, but it only made your decision clearer.

“See if you can track him down with that…chip star shaped thing and let me know if you find something. I gotta go home to…” he turned as he talked, just to see you standing there, in front of the elevator. “(Y/N)” he finished the sentence.

A smile appeared on his face as everyone said hi to you, but you didn’t reply or smile back at your one year boyfriend. That moment, Oliver knew something was off. There was something missing in your expression and it was making him panic like he didn’t do, not even when he had someone aiming at his head with a weapon.

“Everything ok?” He asked when he was standing in front of you. His face now full of concern.

“We need to talk” was all you said.

Oliver gulped as you said those words. He wasn’t a fool. He knew that words never meant anything good.

“Ok…” he mumbled, searching your face for some kind of emotion that let him know that everything was ok.

“Do you want the room?” Diggle asked.

“No. We…we’re going home” Olive replied without taking his eyes off of you.

You two went back to the loft in silent. You didn’t have anything to say. He was there, safe and sound, after spending another night out as the Green Arrow. You didn’t know what he was up to at that moment and you were better off not knowing. When you stepped into the loft, he closed the door and you turned to look at him.

“Don’t do this” he said immediately.

“Don’t do what?” You asked.

“The way you look… I know you’re not going to tell me how much you love me” he said crossing his arms.

“You’re right” you sighed as you looked down at your feet, not knowing where to start. “Oliver, I don’t want to hurt you” you started talking. “But… you’re hurting me. Every night, every day you go out there I sit here not knowing if I will ever see you again alive. And it’s killing me” you said.

“You know what I do this” he frowned.

“I do, and I don’t want you to stop because you being the Green Arrow is one of the things I love about you. Still, I can’t. I don’t remember the last time I slept the whole night. I spend more time worrying about you than loving you and it’s too much”

Oliver could feel his heart literally breaking into tiny pieces. You were the best thing that ever happened to him and you were leaving him. It didn’t matter that you didn’t want to hurt him, you were doing it and he understood why. That’s why he didn’t know what to tell you to make you stay. He knew you were right. You were suffering every single time he went out there to shot arrows.

“I know there is nothing I can do to change what I’ve done but I’m sure there is still something we can do about this” he said almost desperate.

“I’m sorry Oli” you said shaking your head. “I love you too much to see you kill yourself but I won’t stop you from being the Arrow” you added.

The way he was looking at you was also painful but you knew there was no other option. You took a deep breath and made your way to the door. A part of you hoped that he would stop you but he didn’t so you just walked out of the loft, knowing you were leaving an important part of you in there but also trusting it would really be for the best.

After wondering around the city for a while you knew the only place you could go was to Thea’s. It was true she was Oliver’s sister but she was also your best friend and that was exactly what you needed. Although she was working at the City Hall when you called her, the moment you told her what had happened with Oliver, she said she would pick you up in five minutes.

“Are you sure this is for the best?” She asked. When you got to her apartment, you told her what happened as you two sat on the couch.

“Yes… it was becoming too much and I couldn’t handle it anymore, Thea” you sighed looking down at your hands.

“I understand” she said nodding. “I just hope it really is for the best” she added.

“Me too” you agreed.

“Look, I have to go back to the City Hall, you can stay here as long as you need ok?” she said getting up.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be ok” you told her with a small smile.

Later that day, when it was already dark, you realized you hadn’t taken anything from the loft. All you had in your purse was your phone, your wallet, a notebook and an eyeliner. Everything was at the loft. When you checked the time you supposed Oliver would be around the city in his green costume so you decided it was the best moment to go back and take some of your stuff. First, you took a shower and borrowed some of Thea’s clothes before heading out. Of course, you left a note in case she came back before you did.

On the way to the loft you felt strangely calmed, like you were just going for a walk. But that calm disappeared the moment you opened the door of the loft and found the lights on and Oliver sitting on the couch. He looked up and surprised appeared on his face when he saw you.

“(Y/N)…” he said getting up immediately.

“I came to pick up some stuff” you said quickly.

Oliver’s heart broke again. For a moment he thought you were coming back to him. That he had a second chance but as soon as you said that he nodded and sat down once again, putting his face in his hands, feeling as miserable as he was feeling thirty seconds ago. As you walked towards the stairs, he looked at you. You were so damn beautiful and perfect to his eyes that he didn’t know how to let you go.

Some minutes later, you came back down with a little suitcase with you. That made everything even more real and painful.

“So…” you took a deep breath and closed your eyes for a moment. “Goodbye, Oliver” you said.

“Wait” he said getting up before you could get to the door. You stopped on your tracks, not turning to look at him but ready to hear whatever he had to say. “You should stay tonight” he said.

What? With a frown, you turned around to look at him. What he was talking about?


“I’m trying to face the fact that the moment you walk out of that door you won’t be mine so…” he took a deep breath, not really knowing why he was doing this when it would hurt both of you even more. But he needed you, one more time, one last night before you left. “Stay” he said again.

“Oliver that won’t help any of us” you sighed. Despite what you were saying, you wanted to stay the night more than anything else, but you knew it wasn’t going to be good for any of you.

“Look…if this is it, at least let end it right…” he took a step towards you and placed a hand on your face, so you wouldn’t look away. “We’re already hurting. Both of us so…go on and twist the knife” he shrugged.

He had a point. You knew he did. It wouldn’t make any different but you didn’t know how to get over this if you stayed with him one more night.

“I don’t know Oliver…” you said looking down.

“Just…” he chuckled to himself. “Let me love you goodbye” he said.

You smiled a bit as he said the name of one of your favorite songs. How could you resist to this man when you knew you were desperately in love with him and you would always be?

“We’re so going to regret this” you mumbled taking a step closer before you kissed him.

The moment your lips touched, he placed the other hand on your cheek as well, deepening the kiss, as you wrapped your arms around him. You had always felt so good with him, so protected. It was home and you needed to be at home one more time before everything was over. Slowly, you two moved to the couch, taking off your clothes, until he laid you down on the couch, on your underwear, and he laid on top of you, kissing your neck slowly, making you forget why you were about to leave this man.

When you woke up the next morning, you two were still on the couch, covered by a blanket and with Oliver hugging you against his chest. You couldn’t even remember the last time you woke up like this. Usually he was already gone by the time you woke up. The feeling of his breath against your neck, made you want to stay but you knew you couldn’t. Nothing had changed. Maybe he had taken the night off but the city still needed the Green Arrow and Oliver needed him too.

Carefully you got up and got dressed, trying not to wake him up, and went to the door. Just before walking out of the loft, you turned to look one last time to the man who had your heart and would always have it. Then, you walked out.

Oliver woke up with the sound of the door closing and looked around confused, feeling cold. Soon, he realized you had been the one leaving so he got up fast and walked to the balcony just in time to see you crossing the street with the suitcase behind you. The image made Oliver’s heart break even more but he knew he couldn’t change your mind, he knew he wasn’t making you happy and letting you go was the best thing he could do, even when it was the hardest one he would ever do.

Moving in Together - Chocobros and Nyx

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7 years - BadBoy! Jeon Jungkook x Reader - Part 4

In all honesty, I don’t know how I feel about how the ending came out. It took me quite a while to prevent it from seeming cliché and even now I get kind of annoyed when reading the end. Hopefully, you guys all enjoy it though. Thanks for reading and supporting. It’s very motivating!

I realise this part came out shorter than normal but I promise the next part will be longer to make up for it.

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Waking up on Saturday morning, you called Areum to arrange to meet at the local café.  When you arrived there at exactly 11:30 am, Areum was already sitting down waiting for you at your usual window table. After ordering and receiving your caramel iced frappé, you headed to your table and sat down.

“Hey Y/N, I didn’t appreciate you just leaving me to video call myself yesterday. My mum thought I was talking to myself and tried to refer me to a doctor.” You snickered at her sentence and took a long sip of your drink.

“Sorry Areum. I just really needed my beauty sleep.” You couldn’t prevent a smile spreading over your face. However, Areum mirrored it with a sly smirk.

“Ah it’s okay. I know how much you love impressing Jungkook. Beauty sleep is one way to do it.” This effectively made you choke on your frappé and Areum giggled at her comeback. After hitting your chest aggressively to save yourself from choking to death, you shot her a deadly glare. She didn’t take it seriously and turned her attention to the window in front of her. When her eyes widened drastically, you furrowed your brows in confusion.

“What’s wrong?” As you spoke this sentence, your head turned to glance out the window too. Hands grabbing the sides of your face stopped you from actually seeing what was happening.

“Don’t! I mean… it’s nothing.” Grabbing Areum hands, you pried them off your face and focused on what had her so shocked. A moment later your eyes widened and you felt a pang of hurt in your chest.

Jungkook was stood at the other side of the street with his arm around an unfamiliar girl. He seemed to present her with a gift because the girl then squealed and threw her arms around him. You averted your attention and ignored the painful feeling in your chest.

“It’s just Jungkook… why are you so shaken up? Just because we’re friends again doesn’t mean he’s suddenly stopped his playboy ways…” Despite what you had just said, the strong feeling of betrayal was prominent. Areum seemed to notice this and stood from her seat, grabbing her iced tea.

“Come on. Let’s go back to mine.” She grabbed your hand and forced you to stand up, dragging you out of the café. Jungkook was too focused on his company to notice you across the street, even when you bumped into the rival schools gang leader and had him yell at you to ‘watch where you were going.’ Not wanting to get involved with him again, you pulled Areum away and jogged down the street.

Spending the rest of the day at Areum’s house, the evening arrived and you began to get ready for the party that had already started. It was Areum’s idea to be 'fashionably late’ and you decided to just go along with it. When you had both gotten dressed and applied finishing touches, you headed out, the destination being Jungkook’s house.

Arriving outside, it was obvious that everyone was either already half drank or completely wasted at this point in the party. Deciding to ignore the obnoxiously loud teenagers, you let Areum guide you inside. Jungkook was nowhere in sight but that wasn’t your main priority. You were here to have fun.

Areum had left to grab drinks for the both of you and returned a few moments later, handing you a plastic cup which most probably contained a mixture if alcohol and coke. Taking small sips of your drink, you glanced around the room looking for familiar faces. None of the boys had made a surprise appearance yet, which was odd.

A few drinks later you, unsurprisingly, managed to get tipsy. The same couldn’t be said for Areum as she was beyond drunk. It was shocking really to see the reserved Areum let lose at a party. Dancing with each other, you let loose, ignoring the other students. When you decided to grab another drink, you squeezed Areums’s shoulder, which she returned with a clumsy grin. Grabbing two cups and filling them to the brim with the unknown alcoholic drink, you turned on your heel, set on returning to the dance floor. However, when you made your way back she was nowhere to be seen. The initial reaction was annoyance and you analysed the overcrowded room, searching for her brunette waves. After realising she was no longer here, you decided to search for her throughout the house and headed to the second level of the house.

Peeking through doors, you came to Jungkook’s bedroom. If she was here he definitely wouldn’t mind you entering the room. Or so you thought. Knocking on the door and pushing the door wide open, your eyes were instantly drawn to a drunken Jungkook.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” His eyes were glazed and you paid no attention to his shouting, mainly because he was only sporting underwear. What made you do a double take was the fact that Hye Mi was underneath him, arms wrapped around his neck and legs hooked around his waist, smirking in victory. You had obviously interrupted something intimate.

He seemed to notice who you were because moments later, he wrenched her limbs of him and jumped off of his bed. His eyes were widened in shock and the shadowed look they had sported before was no longer present.

“Y/N? Don’t take this the wro-” You were sure that if you had stood there another second, you wouldn’t be able to stop the hurt tears from falling so you slammed the door shut. Taking a deep breath, you controlled your emotions. The only thing you should be worried about is finding Areum, not crying over unnecessary feelings.

You headed towards the guest room, once again entering the room and found another couple looking for some privacy. Except it wasn’t exactly a couple and you realised this when you recognised the loud giggle that escaped brunette girl you had been looking for. Anger enveloped you as you saw Areum lying on the bed and a boy you had ever seen in your life, evidently trying to take advantage of her drunken state.

“What the fuck! Get the fuck away from her, you bastard!” When his motive was interrupted, surprisingly the unknown boy freaked out and scurried away, leaving you to grab Areum and steady her.

“Areum! What the fuck just happened?” She giggled and softly patted your face.

“He said we… could play.” She slurred her words and you decided that enough was enough. The second part of this party was a complete disaster for you and you now understood why Jungkook tried to prevent you from coming. Helping Areum out of the room, you carefully helped her reach the ground floor.

Making it outside, you called Areum’s older sister, Mi-nah, and asked her for a ride back. Ten minutes later, her familiar car had stopped in front of you and you allowed her to buckle Areum inside. Just as you were going to leave you heard Jungkook call your name.

“Hey! Where the fuck are you going?” Rolling your eyes, you glared at him.

“Anywhere but here. I should have just stayed at home because, to be honest Jungkook, this party has caused so much shit and I can’t deal with it.” He stuffed his hands into his pocket and scoffed.

“It’s just a little bit of fun, why are you so jealous? You’re the one who wanted to come to the party.” Not believing the kind of crap he was speaking, you climbed into the car. Pulling your phone out of your pocket, you dialled his number. There was no way he was going to have the last laugh. He picked up immediately after seeing your name appear on his screen.

“Not everything is about you Jungkook. I’m not jealous, heck, you can fuck as many girls as you want! As long as it’s not the one bitch who made the past two years of my life as shitty as they can be.” Not giving him a chance to even think about replying, you hung up and calmly asked Mi-nah to drive.

You watched Jungkook in the mirror who, in his drunken and disheveled state, clearly hated not getting the last word and threw his phone against the floor. He ran his hands through his hair in frustration and turned back into the house. Scoffing at his childishness, you turned your gaze to the passing houses.

“Why is he so dramatic, the phone didn’t do anything to him.” Mi-nah giggled at your sentence whilst Areum howled with laughter.

“You guys sound like a married couple!”  Rolling your eyes, you ignored Areum’s comment.

There was no way you sounded like a married couple.

Well, You hoped you didn’t.