i never make things and it took hours but i cant wait to put it up now

Melodramatic, But It Turns Me On

summary: teenage!phan are at a sleepover and begin to have a bit of fun with the sex dices they’d found earlier that evening. 

warnings: smut (kinda)

words: 5.3k


I was gonna write more of illaks but apparently a weird 1am idea took priority and now . idk what this is laugHs oops

Im so tired I cant even think straight im sorry if the majority of this makes 0 sense I need 2 have a nap

This is probably the closest yall will ever get to me attempting smut lol appreciate it while u can x x

(if u don’t know what a ‘sex dice’ is click here)


Phil’s always felt weirdly privileged to share Dan’s bed whenever he sleeps over.

It’s not like it’s anything he’s a stranger to – quite the opposite really, but out of everyone, Phil’s the only one Dan will actually let in his bed on account of the fact he can actually have a decent night’s sleep without Phil taking all the duvet or accidentally rolling over and pushing him off the bed. That’s Kyle’s trick – explaining why he’s down there whilst his marginally less irritating best friend is up here under his duvet, sharing his mattress. It’s nice sleeping with the knowledge he won’t wake up either freezing cold or on the floor.

Phil’s used to them being the last ones awake – having been friends with a bunch of total fucking lightweights for the best part of three years, it’s become the norm for the rest of them to be down there, asleep. They’re wrapped up in empty sleeping bags and spare duvets whilst the only two who can actually handle their drink are lying side-by-side, a cut above the sea of empty bottles and shot glasses littering Dan’s floor. They’d passed out about half an hour ago, leaving the two slightly tipsy teenagers still giggling over what had been a contribution to the night’s entertainment along with the heated games of ‘never have I ever’ and one too many Malibu shots.

“Does this not feel weird to you?” Dan’s eyebrow quirks in Phil’s direction as he holds the two small wooden cubes in his hand. “I feel-… it feels- I don’t know- gross, kind-of,” he huffs out a chuckle.

“Why would-…” he squints in the darkness, “-… lick-… elbow-… feel weird to me?” he replies, a threat of sarcasm in his tone.

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Exo’s reaction to you flinching during an argument

Request:  hi i was hoping i could get exo’s and got7’s reactions to their s/o flinching during a fight due to a rather unpleasant past relationship?? (they thought they were gonna get hurt) (also i hope this doesn’t break the rules for requests!!)

*TRIGGER WARNING: Harmful Past relationship. Exo in no way harm you. 


This was your first real argument after he came back from tour in Hong Kong and you were beginning to doubt if you could handle his absence for so long. “Minseok, I come back to an empty house, empty bed, for months. You have the boys, the fans.” Minseok subconsciously steps towards you, his voice rising momentarily before you flinch quickly. He would freeze and feel his heart break, all arguments forgotten as he cautiously opens his arms for you. You’d run into his hug immediately and feel his hands soothingly rubbing your back, kissing the side of your head. Hours would pass as you both sat down and talked it out, past and future, promising to be there for each other. 

“Not all my relationships were as happy and loving as you Minseok…but I do love you”

“I would Never touch you like that. Ever.

Originally posted by katherine8595


Junmyeon would come back to you after a very hard day of almost everything going wrong at SM. As he walked in late you jokingly complained “Junmyeon I can’t believe you made me wait longer for dinner” and he looked up at you frustrated, snapping “Look if I’m really that much of a burden, you should eat alone” before shame crashed through him at his words and your small step back. Junmyeon would immediately slowly approach you, hands up as his eyes filled, sighing in relief when you tucked your head into the crook of his neck and breathing your scent shakily in. He’d apologise in the softest voice, explaining his troublesome day but not excusing his treatment of you before you’d frame his face, showing your forgiveness.

“Junmyeon, you are not a burden. To me or anyone.”

“I’m so sorry jagi, I shouldn’t have snapped, I appreciate you completely.”

Originally posted by daenso


Yixing and you rarely argued as you both trusted each other’s decisions and choices however it was the last straw for you when Yixing yet again pushed himself impossibly far and fainted. You’d plead with him “Baobei, please have a break, lighten your load! I cant take watching you get weaker!” but all Yixing could think of was the expectations of all those who supported him and his own determination. He would gesture to the side emotively as he argued back watching your eyes flicker to his hand and close. Sorrow filled him at your past, rushing to gather you up against his warm chest as his familiar voice calmly soothed and comforted you. Sitting you down and brushing your tears away, he swore he would watch his health.

“I never want you to feel like that again y/n. I will always be here for you.”

Originally posted by killeryixing


Baekhyun being the cheerful, playful man he is would rarely have reason to argue with you but he can’t always be happy. It would be a day where he wakes up tired, too tired to put that warm smile on his face and you’d be aware of the sudden shift. Being 6 month into this relationship you’d be clueless on how to help, trying to make him laugh or cuddle him which would only cause him to groan “Can you just leave me alone for now.” as he began to push you aside with his long hands, making you curl into yourself. His usually bright eyes would widen at the sight and he would tentatively stroke over your back, speaking in hushed tones to relax you. He’d hold you on his lap for a long time as both of you find quiet contentment in one another.

Originally posted by ethereal-baek


Jongdae is the member who always looks out for the others, and tries to look after them to his best ability. Walking in on a brewing argument between Jongdae and Junmyeon, you’d quickly step forward to break it up before something was said that would escalate the situation. Jongdae would shake your hand off his broad shoulder, frustrated and trying to get across how he felt a little taken for granted before Junmyeon took him by the shoulders to turn him towards you, looking down with your shoulders shaking. Junmyeon would quietly leave as Jongdae would realise how he had taken you for granted, repeating all the things he loved about you as he held your hands, smiling that unique grin that made your heart melt.

“I’m an idiot jagya, You’re always just trying to help. Thank you.” 

Originally posted by lullabyun


You hadn’t meant to delete the track. Chanyeol always let you mess around and compose your own songs on his laptop, almost communicating with each other through music. Your finger had slipped and when Chanyeol came home and found out, he groaned loudly into his hands and berated you. When you told him what track it was, he stood up fast “The title track. You deleted the title track.”. You knew he hadn’t meant to but his height, usually endearing and clumsy, was intimidating when standing so fast, reminding you of your past. Lowering your head with your hands clenched you would feel his arms envelop you; murmuring into your hair how he’d just make another, that maybe you’d like help compose it.

“Please don’t feel intimidated jagiya, Let’d have some hot chocolate, then we can start our song.”

Originally posted by porkdo-bi


Kyungsoo is another who wouldn’t argue often, being very self aware and introspective. However when he told you of the news of his new romantic drama and the possibility of a heated scene, you were happy for him but couldn’t help that insecurity that welled up. You’d quietly say “Please don’t… what if she’s perfect for you”.Kyungsoo would bring his large hand up to bring you into him to reassure you but seeing you back away quickly at his hand cause his face to fall, his heart to fill as he held up his hands to wait for when you were ready to be held by him. Seeing each other’s misunderstanding would bring you into a long hug, his hands smoothing down your waist gently. 

“You are the only one I’d imagine. I promise you that.”

Originally posted by kyungsuhos


Jongin would be frustrated at how reluctant you were to go public. He would perfectly understand your cautiousness and apprehension but when he sat you down with a picnic and ask softly again you could only softly refuse. You’d feel awful but the thought of all the cameras, the invasion of privacy, you just couldn’t. Dragging his rich brown hair back in confusion, he replied sharply “It’s not about that, its about showing the world it’s you I love, in order for us to move forward!”. Hearing only his sharp tone, you’d drop your head, leaning away before his soft hands tilted your face gently up to look into his calm brown eyes, his small cheek dimple on display as he smiled reassuringly at you.

“Okay y/n we’ll do this on your time, I’ll wait with you.”

Originally posted by k-pop-crazy


This argument happened after Sehun noticed how much you liked to hang out with his hyungs. He trusted you and them completely, he knew how much you loved him just as you knew how much he loved him. The issue was that you would tease him about being younger, being the maknae with them. So today he would snap, angrily telling you “If i’m so young, such a baby, why’re you even here. I’m 23.” You’d avoid his eyes, immediately making yourself smaller. Sehun would instantly curse himself at his temper, sitting down and coaxing you to cuddle him on the sofa. You understood where his annoyance came from and promised him he was very much someone you respected and loved. 

“I mean, I admit I can be childish…but not all the time…”

“You’re the most loyal, caring and genuine man i know Sehun.”

Originally posted by r-velvets


Admin C- I hope this is what you wanted Anonnie! ! It’s certainly more angsty but I feel all the members would be comforting in their own ways.  If you liked this please feel free to come request more.

Teen Wolf Imagine- What Happened to Y/N? (Part3)

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Author’s Note- Guess What’s coming back after pretty much a year, I know I suck. The Third part to this series, HIGHLY SUGGEST reading part 1 and 2 if you already have because I’ve made slight alterations and it’s going to get complicated, enjoy x

Lydia’s Pov

“Look, I’m sorry for not telling you guys sooner. I just didn’t want to break Y/n’s trust” Lydia spoke quietly. “Lyd, you did nothing wrong, she asked you to keep a secret and you stuck to your word” Allison reassured, rubbing her arm for comfort. “How long was it going on for?” Scott asked, pacing back and forth his livingroom.”Not very long, a few months maybe” she answered truthfully. “Are you sure you want to hear about this?” Stiles asked, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “No, but if it means finding my sister I’ll do anything” he stated. “She didn’t mean to tell me- it just kind of slipped out one day” she began. Scott let out a small sigh, and flashed her a sympathetic smile. “I’m not angry at you, and I don’t think it’s your fault in the slightest. I just need to know all the possible facts to try and find her” Scott crouched beside her, sensing the guilt and upset radiating from her. She nod her head slowly and gave a weak smile back, as tears began to well in her eyes. She had been holding onto them for so long that they chose that exact moment to make an appearance. Scott reached to hold her hand for added comfort, as she began to tell her side of the story.

It was a few weeks ago, at the seasonal party the sports players would throw to celebrate all of their achievements. Your brother and friends being on the Lacrosse team earned you an automatic invite each time. It was basically just another excuse for the Beacon Hills High jocks and friends to get wasted. You decided to go over to Lydia’s to finish getting ready, because you two are both usually an hour late and the rest of the pack end up having to wait around for you. “Heyy” you beamed, as she opened the front door. “Someone seems very happy” She laughed, as you walked in. “That is becauseee” you anticipated, before showing her the bottle of alcohol in your hand. “Y/n, are you encouraging the participation of underage drinking?” Lydia faked a gasp. “It appears I am” you laughed, as you headed up to her room. “How much have you already had?” she asked, shaking her head with a smile. “A few shots, maybe more” you shrugged, flopping onto her bed. “We’re going to be wasted before we even get there” she claimed, taking the bottle and taking a large drink of it. “That’s the point, we get there an hour later but we don’t need to catch up with everyone else’s drinking” you educated. “Y/n most of our friends are supernatural and cant even get drunk, your brother being one of them” she laughed. “Oh yeah” you giggled. “I’m almost ready, so I’ll do your makeup for you to save time” she said, fixing her neckless in the mirror. It took her about 45 minutes or so, giving you time to sober up a bit more. “Why do you keep smiling like that?” she asked, while applying the finishing touches. You smiled and looked up at her, “Guess who I’m hooking up with” you slurred slightly, with a mischievous grin.

“Wait, so were they just hooking up, or were they dating?” Allison asked, edging forward. “She never said” Lydia shrugged, shaking her head. “Did you ever ask her?” Stiles questioned. “No, she didn’t really like to talk about it that much, so I didn’t ask questions” she answered. “I cant believe he still hasn’t come forward” Allison mumbled. “It’s the first thing he should have done” Lydia agreed. Scott stood staring at the ground in thought, he didn’t really know how to feel right now. “I need to talk to him” Scott eventually spoke. “I think you should wait a bit, give yourself time to take it in” Stiles suggested rationally. “Do you know anything else, anything at all?” Allison quickly asked. “Ermm- the pep rally. He was the last one of us to see her” she suddenly remembered, widening her eyes. “Wait- what?” Stiles asked. “We were dancing with her, and then she disappeared” Allison said, looking at her quizzically. “I saw him staring at her from over the crowd, the next time I looked he was walking off with her following” the image was a little fuzzy due to her being slightly intoxicated back then. “Are you sure?” Allison asked. “I’m sure” she claimed. “We need to find him, now!” Scott said firmly. Everyone stood up, as he grabbed his jacket. “Scott wait, you need time to cool down” Stiles tried to diffuse. “We need to talk about it, before we make any decisions” Allison added. Scott swung the door open, almost crashing into someone on the way out.

“Woah” Isaac said, by the sudden movement. “Scott are you okay?” he asked, as the other three made their way over to the door. “My sister” Scott growled. “You know don’t you” he said, looking down. “Yeah I know” he said between gritted teeth, eyes glowing red. “Let him explain” Allison said, pushing past and standing in-between them both. Scott’s rage came second, to the grounding of his anchor, as his eyes faded back to brown. They all walked back inside the house, taking a seat on the sofas. Isaac put his head in his hands, slightly tugging on his curls in frustration. “Why?” was all Scott managed to say. “It wasn’t planned, we just started kissing one day and one thing led to another and it became a regular arrangement” he justified. “Oh god” Stiles murmured, sensing the awkwardness himself. “You like her don’t you” Lydia pointed out. Isaac glanced at Scott, before gently nodding his head. “Do you know how she feels about you?” Allison asked. “No, I couldn’t tell if she liked me or if it was just for-” He began, but cut himself off. “Look I don’t know where Y/n is, I know just as much as you do” he claimed. “You were the last one to see her” Stiles stated, folding his arms. “I was also the only one to notice she was gone” he quickly fired back. “If I hadn’t texted her, then you wouldn’t have known that she went missing at the rally” he explained. He then proceeded to pull out his phone and pull up the texts. He handed his phone to Scott, who began to read them and conclude that the date and time matched up. “Why are you apologising, what did you do to her?” Scott asked, looking up at him. “We had an argument earlier on, when Lydia saw us” he stated. “Explain” Stiles imputed.

You followed Isaac into the men’s bathroom, which was empty luckily enough, before pushing the trashcan in front of it so no one else could get in. “What is the matter with you?” you asked him. “Nothing” he shrugged, not looking at you. “You have been avoiding me all day, I didn’t even know you were coming tonight until Scott told me” you complained. “I’m sorry, next time I’ll ensure to be on my phone for all hours of the day” he commented. “No Isaac, don’t make me sound petty when you know yourself that you’re being off with me” you stated. He was about to speak before there were loud knocks on the door. “Are you going to let them in? Considering it is a public bathroom and all” he asked, clearly so he didn’t have to continue with the conversation. “Not until you tell me what’s wrong” you crossed your arms. “I needdd a weee” a deep voice called from outside the door, followed by laughs. “I’ll tell you what’s wrong” he said, walking over to you. “I love you Y/n, and you don’t love me back and it is fucking killing me” he blurted out. You just sort of stood there staring at him, not sure what to do. “Isaac” was all you managed to murmur. “I’m sorry- just forget I said anything-” he suddenly said, brushing past you and out of the door. Everything seemed to feel hot, suffocating even. You then shortly walked out, pushing past the drunken boys who had chosen to fall asleep outside the toilets instead. That’s where you felt the clarity of the air.

“So you told her how you felt and she freaked out?” Lydia asked. Isaac simply dropped his head. “I’m so sorry-” Allison said, knowing how shit he must currently be feeling. Scott locked his phone and past it back to him. “I’m mad at you for doing it behind my back, but I know you wouldn’t hurt her” Scott spoke. Isaac looked up, as Scott pulled him into a man hug. He had to remember that he wasn’t the only person to lose you, when you disappeared that day. “Do you know anything else?” Stiles asked. “Well there is something, she’d lie about it every time I would ask” Isaac began. “When I’d see her she’d be covered in bruises and cuts, and sometimes she’d be hurt pretty badly” he told. “Just like when she came home that day” Scott mumbled to himself. “She’d say it was from pack training or gym class, she would always have tons of excuses lined up” Isaac furthered. “We need to find out why she kept getting injured” Stiles suggested. “And who by” Scott finished.

Hope you guys enjoyed, it Is back at last. Let me know if you enjoyed this part or are enjoying it so far. Already started on the next part, I promise you wont have to wait another year for this one x

anonymous asked:

Oh jeez requests are open!!!! Ily mum u r da best mum!!! Could I request rfa reacting to an mc who's a klutz plz? Like constantly tripping/falling/walking into things/falls off chairs etc etc (lolol TOTALLY not a self insert pshhhfff idk what you're talking about) (u don't have to do this if u don't wanna!!!)

i am the most klutzy idiot so lets dive right in


  • even though you trip over something like 5 times an hour, he still flips his shit every time
  • he’d grab your arm and get super concerned
  • “MC!!! are you okay???”
  • “uh, yea, i’m fine! just gotta brush it off haha”
  • his hands hover over you for a second before going back to walking normally
  • “alright…are you sure?”
  • “yes, yes, im sure-”
  • this is when you trip for a second time curse this uneven sidewalk
  • and Yoosung does the same ridiculously protective thing where he puts his hands out to catch you, even though you know full well how to stop yourself from falling down after years of being clumsy
  • he really wishes he could wrap you up in bubble wrap
  • and Yoosung is pretty clumsy himself
  • sometimes while he’s cooking his spoon will just fall on the ground and he’s just kind of like “well there goes that”
  • you love to cook together but theres also a very high chance that most of the food will end up on the ground
  • my clumsy OTP


  • your clumsiness is a big source of stress for him
  • every time you  fall off of a chair, or almost fall flat on your face in public he has a tiny heart attack
  • once you two were on a jog in the park and you fell and scabbed your knee and Zen really almost took you to the hospital
  • it takes him awhile to learn that clumsy people are actually tough as shit, yknow from years of being beat up by the ground
  • “Zen, i swear im alright”
  • “are you sure? do you need me to carry you?”
  • “no”
  • sometimes Zen will ask you to help him practice a dance number with him
  • big mistake 
  • you have two left feel and he daces with the grace of a swan
  • its a terrible idea, but Zen loves dancing with you nonetheless
  • he thinks its kind of cute, and since you’re dancing together he can easily grab you if he sees you falling
  • this way u can fall all over the place without it stressing him out too much


  • she essentially becomes the most prepared person on the planet
  • she starts carrying around a full-blown first aid kit in her purse
  • she’s got band aids of all shapes and sizes, medical tape, gauze, alcohol rubs
  • instead of worrying about catching you as youre falling, she just worries about patching you up afterwards
  • at first she tried to stop it while it was happening
  • but Jaehee quickly learned that you’re a lost cause and there is no way humanly possible to stop you from falling over
  • also, Jaehee doesnt let you bring coffee to customers anymore
  • lets just say you’ve broken multiple mugs and pissed of one or two costumers
  • so you make the coffee and she carries it out
  • she knows from experience that usually your klutzy episodes wont end in a serious injury, so she just lets you live your life and keeps band aids on hand


  • you’ll never forget the first time you were eating dinner with Jumin and you slipped out of your chair
  • he was at your side so fast, holding your hands
  • you were laughing at yourself, and when you looked up and saw how concerned he looked, you laughed even harder
  • “are you alright? how are you feeling? do i need to call an ambulance?”
  • you were laughing so hard you couldnt even answer him, but for some reason he was still convinced that you were seriously hurt
  • he takes out his phone with one hand while still holding yours with the other, and you started pulling on him to try and stop him
  • “im…fine…”
  • “theres no way you’re fine. it sounded like something broke”
  • everything that comes out of his mouth makes you laugh even harder
  • you wipe some tears away from your face and pull Jumin to the ground
  • “this happens all the time, i promise im alright”
  • ever since then Jumin still whips his phone out until you tell him you’re okay
  • now he’s used to it, but he cant help but ask how youre feeling every time something happens
  • he just has to


  • the first time something happened he couldnt stop laughing
  • the second time something happened he couldnt stop laughing
  • it gets him every time
  • “hey, why dont you sit on the floor during lunch today? it will be much safer for you”
  • “woah, watch out for those poles! they move pretty fast”
  • “what happened there? the ground whispered to you and you had to get closer to hear it?!”
  • the one time he trips over something you go HAM on his ass
  • you dont let him live it down for the rest of his life
  • one time he actually wrapped you in bubble wrap
  • like you were sitting at the computer and he sneak attacked you and essentially tied you to the chair with a wide layer of bubble wrap
  • he thought it was a good idea but since you couldnt use your arms he had to wait on you hand and foot
  • it was a terrible day for him but a great day for you
  • “i swear from now of im just gonna let you fall over…”
  • “thats all i ask”

thanks for reading!!!!!!!!! pls show me sum love if u liked it :3

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Baron Corbin x Reader

Originally posted by sassabarry

“I know baby, yeah… I get that..” Baron was on his phone talking to his girlfriend of 4months, “Please, don’t be upset… I know, I know. Ok, well I’m on my way then!” the last sentece made you crease you eyebrow.

“What’s up this time?” you asked annoyed when Baron hung up.

“I’m sorry Y/N, but I have to cancel our plans.” he nonchalantly informed you.

“What? Why? We talked about this for months now! Did you now how much I spent on the tickets?”

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Stiles Stilinski Imagine- Let Me Talk

Anon- Could you do a Stiles imagine where he keeps trying to tell the reader that he loves her but he keeps getting interrupted by school bells, friends or any distraction you can think of and he eventually he gets so frustrated that he just yells it in front of all your shared friends aka the pack? I feel like this would be really cute and pretty damn funny😂

Authors Note- I was in the middle of a shit ton of homework when I saw this, but I loved it too much to wait, so I hope you enjoy x


Scott and Stiles stood waiting at their lockers, as they did every morning for you all. “Everytime I see her, my heart does the thing” he exclaimed. “I know” Scott nod his head. “It’s like I can feel my pulse quicken” he continued. “I hear” Scott claimed. “I think I love her-” Stiles cooed, but before Scott could reply you turned the corner. “You love who Stilinski?” you asked with a smile. “Oh erm ermm- the lunch lady” he lied terribly. “You think you love the lunch lady?” you asked with raised eyebrows. “Oh erm yeah” he said, his voice breaking half way through. Scott kept pretending to turn around, to stop himself from laughing. “Y/n thank god! Kira’s having a little girl trouble in the bathroom, I need your help ASAP!” she said in relief. “So I’ll see you later I guess” you said awkwardly, before following Lydia down the hall. “Yeah, we have first period together, remember?” he called after you. Scott finally burst out laughing, after watching his best friend’s pathetic excuse of flirting. “You knew she was coming, you complete dick” he said, punching Scott playfully in the arm. “Come on lover boy” Scott laughed, putting his arm around his neck and pulling him down the hallway along with him.

You walked into your English class and sat at your usual desk and Stiles soon followed, taking his next to you. You reached into your bag and began to sift through all of your notebooks to find a pen. “Y/n, Y/n!” he whispered, while the teacher was still setting up the lesson. You sat up and turned to face him. “About what I said earlier-” he began. An automatic smirk crept across your lips, at the thought of Stiles fancying the 60 year old, married lunch lady. “So you don’t love the lunch lady?” you asked, as you tilted your head. “No, in fact I was talking about someone else” he began to explain, his voice getting quieter. “Can everyone turn to chapter five please” your teacher finally spoke. You did as instructed, but you still felt Stiles’ eyes on you. “We’ll talk about it later, it’s okay if you fancy older women” you brushed it off. You promised to improve your grades and attendance this year and that also included reducing your detentions and improving your behaviour in class. “I don’t fancy the lunch lady” he accidently raised his voice, causing the class to laugh. “Thank you for that Stiles, but not relevant” your teacher commented. You bit back a laugh as he slowly sank into his seat, looking like a puppy that had just been told off.

After first period Stiles planned on telling you his true feelings, just to get it over and done with, he didn’t have the time for romance. He waited for you to gather your things as he stood and waited for you. You noticed how his foot tapped at an alarming rate. “What’s the hurry?” you asked with a smile. “Come on” he said. grabbing your arm gently and pulling you out of the classroom. You gave him a weird look as he finally let go of you as you reached the bottom of the stairwell. “You’re being really odd today, are you feeling alright?” you asked, half amused half concerned. “I’m fine, there’s just something I need to tell you” he exclaimed, speaking at 40mph. “Shoot” you said casually, not thinking anything of it. He took a deep breath but before he could say a word the school bell rang loudly. Students began to pour into the hallway. Someone bumped into you, drawing your attention away from Stiles and then more people began to bump into the pair of you as you were blocking the way to the stairs. Before you knew it, you had drifted away from one another in the masses of eager freshman and large groups of students from other grades. “Tell me later!” you shouted into the air, no longer knowing where he was. “It’s kind of important” he shouted back, but you couldn’t hear him, you had already travelled half way down the hall somehow. Stiles felt someone grip onto his shirt and pull him out of the crowd. “Don’t say anything” Stiles huffed. “That was pathetic” Scott told, having watched the whole situation. “Maybe you should wait to tell her, maybe not at school?” Scott suggested. “It’s now or never, otherwise I’ll overthink and might never tell her” Stiles explained. “She likes you Stiles. Her feelings aren’t going to change overnight, why don’t you wait and make it special?” Scott asked rationally. “You’re right, I guess I can wait a day” he agreed. Scott smiled and patted his best friend on the shoulder as they walked to lesson together.

“I cant wait any longer” Stiles whispered. It was break and you all decided to go to the library because it was cold and the only place with any good heating, considering not all of you had wolf heat. “It’s literally been an hour since we agreed on you doing it tomorrow” Scott said, putting his head in his hands. “I know, but look at her” he said in admiration, staring over at the table you were on. Lydia was helping you with your homework and you’d never looked more beautiful, you sat with a furrowed brow staring down at your paper with your hair tucked behind your ear. You glanced up and felt your heart flutter as you caught eye contact with Stiles, his brown eyes looked wet and he had such an adoring look on his face that made you melt. With all you were feeling all you managed was a simple wave, which he returned. God you fucking idiot. Tell him how you feel. “I’m doing it now” He stood up from his chair and began to walk over to you slowly, shaking his sweaty hands and not looking away from you as you scribbled onto your paper. He was about half way across the library when suddenly he felt something hard hit him as he fell to the ground. Books and sheets of paper flew everywhere and there was an eruption of quiet giggles and hushes. Stiles pealed the paper that was covering his eyes to see Liam lying on top of him with an awkward expression on his face. “Get. Off. Of. Me” Stiles said so calmly. Liam lifted himself up and offered his hand out to help Stiles up, “I’m sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going and I didn’t see you walking towards me and-” he barely finished his rambling before Stiles became distracted and rushed off. “ Where’s Y/N?” he asked, half out of breath. “Oh she had to rush off, she told me to ask if you were okay though” Lydia said, packing her own books away. “Great” he said with an eye roll. “Honestly you’re making this little crush of yours so obvious, why are you so desperate to talk to her?” she asked with a smirk. “I’m telling her that I - Wait, you know I like her?” he asked, completely shocked. “Yes Stiles, I’m surprised she hasn’t figured it out herself” she shook her head with a smile. “Whatever it is you need to talk to her about you have two hours because she’s going home early after lunch” she added, before walking away to her next optional AP class. “Two hours, you can do this” he breathed.

He wasn’t in your next lesson and time couldn’t have gone slower. Malia watched, shaking her head as he sat there looking at the clock with a stupid expression on his face. The sound of him clicking his pen to the noise of the clock ticking echoed in her head for the whole period. As soon as the bell for lunch went up he practically ran to the school cafeteria. He was the first on your usual table, Malia followed swiftly behind, confused as to why he didn’t walk down with her. Kira and Scott then followed and took their seats. Liam and Mason sat on the edge of the table, he was still embarrassed by the whole falling on him thing. Finally you walked over with Lydia. You took your seat in the other end of the table, opposite Stiles. You ate your lunch while you all talked as usual, beside Stiles who stared down at the table. Hayden had also joined you all at this point. “Are you okay?” you asked, breaking away from the conversation. “I need to tell you something” he tried to say quietly. “Oh yeah, sure” you smiled. “I lo-” he began for what seemed like the 100th time that day. “Y/L/N, did you forget about your detention today for skipping class you little delinquent?” Coach asked, blowing his whistle. You took a sip of your coffee and turned to look at him, “I have no idea what you’re talking about” you said innocently. “Now!” he called, but before you could reply someone interrupted. “Coach…Shut up” Stiles said sarcastically. “I have been trying to say this all day and I have been interrupted for the last time!” he said standing up. “I love you Y/n, there I said it. I am completely and utterly in love with you” he said a little too loudly, only focusing on you. Half of the students in the cafeteria where staring at you, including all of your friends; who were sitting there with huge grins, smiles and smirks on their faces. You almost spat your coffee all over him. You had a shocked expression on your face for a second, before a bright smile formed. For some strange reason you weren’t embarrassed, only wrapped up in the though of the boy you had liked forever liking you back. “I love you too” you blushed, never thinking this would be the first time you’d say that to him. “Right that’s enough, come on” Coach said with a disgusted look on his face. You were practically pulled out of the room but your eyes remained fixated on Stiles’.

Later on someone knocked on your front door and you knew exactly who it was. “Did you really mean it?” he asked without hesitation, walking in. “Of course I did” you smiled shyly. “So what now?” he asked with a grin on his face. “People who love each other, should be together” you implied. “I guess you’re right” he agreed. After the hectic day he’d had, you thought you may as well give him a hectic end. You wrapped your arms around his neck and felt his around your waist as he leant down and pressed his lips to yours in a long awaited kiss. The passion was something you’d never change about the two of you and it was something you’d never lose. You loved him and he adored you. As much as he had hated that day, he wouldn’t change it for the world.

Sorry its kind of rushed but I waned to get something out before I do my school work. I love you guys but requests are closed so I wont be doing any that are sent to me for a while x

Bts gif reaction of when you die in his arms.

Credits to gif owners.

Request: Im such a sucker for angst and you write them so good😭 can i have a bts reaction please where you die in his arms and sorta write how it led up to that moment. Thank you so much

Warning: this scenario contains a lot of sensitive topics such as cancer, and I took a lot of time researching about all these topics please don’t think I’m trying to disrespecting anyone, thanks.

(Before I started namjoon’s I would like to explain what lung cancer is, lung cancer is the uncontrollable growth of an abnormal cells that start in one or both your lungs, they do not develop into healthy lung tissue, it rapidly divides and forms tumours.)

Ever since you were young, you suffered from lung cancer, so when you started dating namjoon, that’s the first thing you told him, you had tried all types of treatments from drugs to chemotherapy and radio therapy however nothing seemed to work.
Every breath that you took was even more painful, soon your cancer started to develop even more, not wanting namjoon to worry you didn’t tell him that your cancer had now developed to stage 4, because you were so ill you spent most of your time in the hospital, so when namjoon wanted to take you to the park right outside your hospital, it made you smile.
“Is my princess ready for our little date”
Namjoon always smiled no matter how tired he was, you smiled and nodded.
Being wheeled In the wheelchair to the park was not how you wanted to picture dating namjoon, you wanted to be able to freely go to a cafe, go to the amusement park without worrying, but you didn’t want to make namjoon feel bad so you kept smiling.
Since the morning of that day, your breathing was heavier, much worse, and you knew you had to be ready for something, it had been years of just so much pain.
“Baby, your breathing so heavily are you sure your fine”
“Yeah, I’m fine, I’m really happy, that your here”
“Aww how sweet”
He pinched your nose and told you to wait there for him, he had to use the bathroom, that’s when the unbearable pain started, you knew very well, that this time you wouldn’t be able to survive, that this time, was the last time.
It had been almost a full 2 minuets of the pain, you were by now clenching onto your chest for dear life, you didn’t want to leave namjoon without saying goodbye, you didn’t want him to feel guilty for your death, you didn’t want to burden him even after your death.
He screamed your name, almost half scared, you tried to look up, you tried but failed and fell onto the ground.
“Namjoon… I love you.. I really do…”
“No don’t do it, don’t say anything, let’s take you back to the hospital, you’ll be okay, you’ll be be….”
“No… I don’t want to… not anymore… I can’t do it anymore… I’m sorry…. I’m really sorry… promise me something.”
He shook his head and teared up.
“No I can’t let you go, not yet, not now, why, why, let’s go, let’s go back to the hospital, let’s go, you’ll be fine, you can get better, the doct…”
“No…. promise me you won’t blame yourself…. promise me… that you’ll find happiness in someone else…. I don’t want to see you…. alone…. because of me”
“No I don’t get it, let’s go,”
“I won’t get better… it won’t get better…. please….. promise me”
He slowly nodded his head, tears streaming down so fast that it was now dripping on you, you closed your eyes, you felt at peace, at peace, it was nearly impossible because of your cancer.
It took namjoon years, years to get used to your death, he walked past your old hospital room, he smelt the light scent of roses and the thought of you likeing roses, and how many roses he got you for your birthday and Christmas and even Easter.
He walked out, wanting to keep your promise.
“You’ll always be in my heart, and I don’t want to break your promise”

Originally posted by btsparkles

(So this one was inspired by the her highlight reel)
Jin always knew how clumsy you could be, how everything you did ended up with you having at least one scratch, he seriously loved you and your clumsy ness.
He was on tour for so long, that going on an ice cream date with him seemed like a dream.
You dressed up, in your skirt that he loved, and you waited on a bench near the park, you saw jin walking towards you with a Bouquet of flower in his hands, it looked so beautiful, without thinking, you sprang up and waved towards him while shouting his name.
He turned and smiled and waved back, you ran across to give him a hug, but before you knew it, you were hit by a car, you fell to the ground and the colourful flower fell too and jin came running towards you.
“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, please say something, please tell me something.”
He held you in his arms, you were looking so fragile and your skirt and blouse was all bloody.
“Ji…Jin I’m cold……I’m so sorry………I’m so…”
You stopped mid sentence, Jin sat there, blank not saying anything, but screaming and crying, his words were incoherent.
The ambulance soon arrived, and took you to the hospital where you were shortly pronounced dead.
Jin sat there for hours, grabbing any doctor that got in his view.
“Please save my Y/N, please, please tell me she’s okay”
“I’m sorry mr kim, we cant do anything”
He sat there, until he had to go, his members and manager came to get him.
Years later, he still couldn’t get the image of your smile out of his mind, and he always got the same flowers for the day and placed them on the side walk, and left it there.
“If I could turn back time, I would protect you with everything I have”

Originally posted by lavender-kills

Suga knew how much he meant to you, he knew that you would die for him, and he would do the same, you meant the world to him, and you were always there, so he decided to go public with you, the last thing he expected was for his fans to absolutely hate you, he couldn’t Understand why they would hate someone that made him so happy.
“Hey baby, my manager just called, said something about needing to practice more, do you want to come or do you want to just wait here?”
“Mmm, I’m really tired so I’ll wait here, hurry back I’ll miss you”
He smiled at you, pecked you on your lips and left, not even an hour later he left, someone was banging on the front door, thinking it was suga, you ran to it, and looked through the peep hole, it wasn’t, it definitely was not suga, and it wasn’t one person, it was multiple of them, you ran for your phone and dialled suga.
“Baby? What’s the matter? Why are you still up?”
“Oppa there’s someone at the door, their screaming and banging and I’m scared”
“Baby, are you safe? Tell me your safe can you hide in the bathroom and lock it?”
“I’m gonna call the police, I’m scared”
“Just hide and don’t come out, I’ll be there”
You ended the call and called the police, the police saying they’ll be there in no time, but that no time was more than 10 minuets enough time for them to break down the door,
you hid in the toilets trying to not make a single sound, Just then everything went quiet thinking they left, you opened the door and walked out.
Until you felt a sharp pain in your chest, it was a knife, they pulled it out and ran away, you fell to the ground, in pain, suga ran in not long after, holding onto you for dear life.
You were coughing up blood trying to keep it out of your throat so you could breath,
“Suga oppa… I’m tired… I’m cold….. oppa…..I’m sorry”
You closed your eyes for the last time and suga cried, he cried all his tears and he screamed, the police came in and brought an ambulance, they wheeled you into the hospital, but you were pronounced dead on the spot, suga felt dazed he didn’t know what to do.
A year had passed, he had just gotten out of the court after a long trial trying to get justice for your death.
“I’ll always remember you, I’ll always be here for you, even if your no longer here”

Originally posted by mimibtsghost

Hobi was a bright sunshine and he lit up anything he came in contact with, his laugh was contagious and so was his smile, you loved him with all your heart.
It was only 10pm when the fire started to blaze, he loved you, but his fans didn’t, they found where you and hope lived, and they set fire to it all.
Jhope was at the front door when he saw a fire blazing from his home, he instantly went in without thinking twice and got you out.
You constantly coughed, finding it hard to breath,
“Oppa……. my lungs…… they hurt….they hurt so much”
“No no no don’t say anything, I’ll get you safe, you’ll be fine”
You stopped, the uneven heartbeat no longer existent, jhopes heart seem to stop as well, it felt like, he had stopped.
The ambulance arrived and tried to resuscitate you but it failed, and you were pronounced dead on the spot.
Jhope was not active with bts for a while, before he had to have a comeback, but each time, he wouldn’t smile.
Years passed and the people who burnt you and the memories away from him, turned themselves in, because of how Jhope was hurt, still even after years.
“Does you coming out, make her comeback because then I would’ve looked for you even till my death, now tell me why you would do such a thing to my only world.”

Originally posted by jhopingforhoseok

Jimin was like a small Hamster, he was always cute and wanted your affection and your love and all your attention.
You were never ill, so when you were sick for a week to the point where you hardly called him, he was worried, he visited your house and rang the doorbell atleast 10 times before the door finally opened.
You walked out of the door, and fell into jimin arms,
“OMG y/n your temperature is so high, what’s going on?!”
“I’m just ill, I’ll b…”
You fainted, he picked you up and ran back to his car, he opened the door and put you in, he couldn’t see you breathing, so he stood you up and tried to wake you up.
“Hey y/n, please wake up, please say something, anything please”
You didn’t respond, he didn’t care, he laid you down and drove as fast as he could to the hospital.
He ran in with you on his back
“Please, someone help my girlfriend”
“What’s the matter sir?”
“I,.. my… SHES…. not breathing… she was ill and now she’s here”
He was chocking up words, in between his little sobs.
He was made to wait for at least 30 minuets without anyone tending to him, his members came to comfort him and tell him you’ll be fine.
That was until the doctors came back,
“I’m sorry mr Park, Miss Y/L/N was pronounced dead 10 minuets ago”
Jimin dropped to the ground, he started to throw a fit, screaming at the doctors for not trying hard enough, he burst into where your body laid, and tried to get you to wake up, he wished and begged for it to just be a dream, for him to wake up to you rubbing his back and let him cry into your neck.
That didn’t happen, days, months and years passed and he still couldn’t get over you, the image of you kept playing in his head, wherever he saw a couple on the streets he turned away crying.
“I can’t bear to stay here, without you, without your shield without your protection, why didn’t you take me too”

Originally posted by samwol

Tae was always dorky, everything he did would make you burst into tears laughing, he loved seeing you healthy and took you to monthly checkups with the doctors Just so he could be sure, every time you went, you were fine.
So when you got back and was out of breath and was extremely pale, he got worried, worried wouldn’t be the word.
“Y/n are you okay? You look really pale, come here let me feel your head”
He placed his fragile hands onto your head and it was hot, you had a temperature.
“Come on I think you have a cold, let’s get you to bed”
You got up to get to bed, but fell into v, if you thought v wasn’t strong, think again, he managed to hold you up still, and he tried to shake you.
“Hey, y/n wake up, let’s get you back to the hospital”
“I can’t… breath…….”
Your heart felt like it was being ripped out , you dug your nails into tae’s shoulders, you tried everything to breath, but it stopped.
“Y/n” he asked cautiously.
He panicked and called the ambulance not knowing what else to do.
“Y/n please say something to me, please”
He pleaded your lifeless body, and it seemed so painful for even strangers to watch.
It took hours of struggling, until you were finally put to rest and pronounced dead.
“You were meant to check her, I kept bringing her here because she kept complaining about her chest pains, you brushed it off and you killed her”
It took him years to stop crying whenever he went through your phone, he saw all the selfies you guys shared, and it broke him.
“Your smile lightened my world, your laugh was like music in my ears, now what do I do without the light, I’m scared in the dark all alone, with no music, why?”

Originally posted by joonjuly

Jungkook was funnily enough the only source of happiness, his laughs made you so happy his smile, his eye smile it mesmerised you.
You lived to see him, to make him smile, to help him through life.
Until the fans found out, nearly 2 million women hated you, threatening you, to leave him, to kill yourself and saying how you don’t deserve jungkook.
To make jungkook feel less burdened you kept smiling, you told him “I’m fine”.
He constantly asked you how your days were, and the more days passed the more you said “I’m fine/ it was fine”
Everything felt so heavy, so long and painful, your childhood wasn’t the best, and fighting with jungkook made it all the more worse, you fought about something dumb, he left the house, and didn’t contact you for days.
Each day that passed, it made your ill mind manifest itself and you ruled that he didn’t love you, that he never meant anything he said, and how you’re just a burden to everyone.
Jungkook was worried, worried sick and wanted to check up on you but he didn’t know how, so he checked your Twitter, maybe you’ll be out with your friends drinking coffee, what he didn’t expect was a message that read
‘I don’t want to continue this anymore, I can’t do it, I want to breath again’
He was scared, scared and angry, he ran as fast as he could to your house, where he found you lying on the front door.
“Baby, I’m sorry, please I’m sooo sorry, look at me”
“Why? Why? It’s all over now, I can breath again”
You started bubbling from the mouth and you fell into his arms, he lifted you and ran to the hospital.
He sat on the bench alone, his hyungs got there to support him,
“Mr Jeon, please would you come through”
“Is she okay? She’s okay right?”
“I’m afraid not, she has overdosed and unfortunately passed away, I’m sorry”
His heart sunk, he ran out, to your home, anything that could indicate why and what caused this.
When he arrived, your home was a mess, the state that he left it when he was angry and fighting with you, he started crying, he couldn’t control his feelings anymore, DING.
his phone dinged to suggest that he should look at it.
It was from your Twitter, a long note.
This is Y/N and if your reading this now, it means that I succeeded, I’m sorry to those who loved me, I’m sorry to those who supported me, I’m sorry, but I can’t anymore, when someone tells another to die enough times, that persons heart starts to turn black, I guess that’s what happened to me, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, and i love you jungkook oppa”
He fell to the floor, now balling his eyes out.
Many months later, he had a comeback with his group, he really did not want to, you weren’t there to listen to his singing and call him beautiful, you weren’t there to say how amazing he was, his fans went crazy, the fans that once told you to die, said “I’m sorry for what happened” and moved on.
Jungkook wanted to kill everyone that killed you, he felt nothing, he felt sick having to laugh and smile to him everything was all fake.
“Your all fake, your the exact ones that told my only hope and light to die, your the exact ones that told my girlfriend who’ll never come back to go and die, she is gone and now your sorry”

“Why would you leave me, I’m cold, your side of the bed is still there, I don’t want anyone but you, I’m so sorry…”

Originally posted by parkjiminer

Oh lord, writing this took me forever, especially because I cried while trying to reread them, Anyways hope you enjoyed anon who requested this, or maybe not enjoyed but this is what you wanted.
Keep requesting and byeeeeee.

Originally posted by foreveryoongz

dating nct jaehyun!!!1!1!

• you guys are super cute
• jaehyun always smiles when he’s w you, not just any smile but he whole, cresent eyes, and the cute, well defined dimples
• he really likes being lowkey w you like
• “hey…,,,, wear a black and white striped shirt tomorrow” “,,,,,ok???”
• the next day
• “oh,,, my,,,, i- we didn’t even realize!!!! haaaa, we’re so perfect for each other”
• he’s awkward in a really non awkward, cute way
• it’s confusing
• it’s like he’s your best friend that happen to be dating and kissing on basis and hugging
• he doesn’t do cheesy things like put your name in his IG bio or anything, but he does make you his profile picture on his social media sites
• there’s some weird shit going on in his lil perv brain
• omg ok when nct u debuted you were like “hoLY- shiT. bABY DO U LOOK GOOD OR DO U LOOK GOOD”
• he’s super tall so you kinda, cling to him but he doesn’t care he likes it
• k he loves kissing you sm sm sm sm
• he kisses the top of your head a lot tho
• ok first kiss time w jaehyun!!!!
• ok so what happened was you were just chilling on the nct boys’ dorm couch
• and the sm BABy rookiES. were like “noONA. LET’S WATCH A MOVIE” and you were like “daMNBOYS. OK”
• jaemin, the princess himself, chose sleeping beauty.
• and at that very moment jaehyun came in the living room and was like “lol what are u guys doing w my girlfriend” and just plopped down in between you and jaemin and jaemin was like “hyuNG. wyD.”
• so it went like, donghyuk, jeno, jaemin, jaehyun, you and jisung.
• the first 4 boys were like, so INDULGED IN THE MOVIE, BUT you and jisung were like “lol lol lol we saw this like 40 times together already let’s just goof off” and you just kept squishing his cheeks being like “ugh jisung u’re like 3 what are u doing in an entertainment company i should be baby sitting you and be feeding u mushed up bananas”
• and jaehyun looked over at you and you whispered to jaehyun while squishing jisung’s cheeks and you were like “omg look at this literal baby jae”
• and jaehyun smiled bc goodness you’d be the most embarrassing mother to you and jaehyun’s children
• and then jisung fell asleep and you got bored and fell asleep with him while leaning on jaehyun’s shoulder
• “WHAT HAPPENED” and you screamed
• and the 2000 boys were like “HYUNG WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER” and he was like “whAT- WHY DO YOU ALL BLAME ME I DIDNT DO ANYTHING”
• and so you just hugged jisung and told him to go back to sleep but he was all shaken up
• and jaehyun just “oK. LET ME. JUST. GO TO MY ROOM.”
• but then 2 minutes later he motioned w his hand for you to come into the room
• and all the babies got up and started following you to his room and jaehyun was like “why- NOT ALL OF YOU. JUST HER. YOU GUYS-”
• a unison of “ooohhhhhhhh” from all the boys who go back to the couch
• and you got into the room and he closed the door and you were thinking “crap”
• but he very awkwardly was like “uh so… uh”
• “a dream??? uh well, did you, enjoy it?”
• “what?”
• “um” and he kinda, walked closer towards you and you just stayed there and he got crazy close to you and he put one of his hands on your cheek and another one on your hip and put his lips on yours and you hesitantly kissed back and put your arms around his neck and sjdjrjejf
• then he gently took his lips off of yours and smiled and he just kinda laughed and it was so cute honestly
• and you coughed and was like “um, uh, we should, take the boys, out of ice cream or something they…they wanted ice cream”
• and he put his arm around your shoulders and was like “alright”
• and fast thinker jaemin was like “hA. LOL. STUPiD US. JENO YOUR CONTACTS AREN’T HERE”
• “me-? oh- Oh YEAH MY CONTACT-”
• “jeno, you don’t wear contacts.”
• “you guys still gonna buy us ice cream or” cause all donghyuk wanted was some ice cream
• y'all did end up getting ice cream tho bc you love jisung sm, he’s you and jaehyun’s baby and he wanted ice cream
• it was a fun day
• ok when firetruck came out you went nuts
• ok you once found an old predebut video of him having a full on conversation by himself in english in his english class and you sent it to him
• he didn’t reply for like, 12 hours
• he cooks for you and you guys cook together sometimes it’s great
• you wear his sweaters sometimes and it’s so cute he loves it you look so tiny
• jaehyun made you cry once
• you guys were best friends first before you guys started dating
• he’s so modest it makes you ejdjfjfk
• ok jaehyun, not to be weird, but he gets boners a lot
• you pretend not to notice sometimes bc “jaehyun come on this happened on stage too you gotta chill man i know you’re growing up and you cant help it and all but-”
• but sometimes you just laugh and give him a small kiss on the cheek and continue doing what you were doing or something bc yoU GUYS AREN’T GONNA DO IT EVERYTIME HIS FRIEND ACTS UP DOWN THERE
• ok but he gets needy he just, hugs you a lot and back hugs you when he NORMALLY REALLY DOESNT, and he kisses you and whispers in your ear and, hM. IT’S TEMPTING BUT YOU’RE A STIFF STONE YOU’RE “you’re cute”
• you guys watch nct life together
• when he sleeps over/when you sleep over it’s so fun you always ask him to sing you to sleep and he does sing and skdkf
• but honestly most of the time y'all are gummy bears, potato chips, video games, dance breaks, and candy till 4am
• lol ok he looks at you, the same way he looks at honey butter chips and oh my goodness it’s the cutest thing
• johnny always messes w jae like “yoUR BAE OR HONEY BUTTER CHIPS JAEHYUN. ANSWER ME. 3, 2, 1. OHHHHH”
• ok jaehyuns lock screen is a picture of you and him together, smiling and laughing at your favorite coffee shop that yuta took when he was with hansol.
• ok so yuta and hansol were stalking you, but the way they put it was “we were not stalking you we were following you to make sure that you were being nice kids and just going on clean, 18 and under age dates.” and while they were behind the bushes, they saw you and him laughing at something and you two looked so cute that yuta snapped a pic and sent it to jaehyun and hansol was like “…wait. YUTA-” and then at that very moment jaehyun and your heads turned and you two made eye contact w hansol and yuta who was awkwardly standing behind the bushes of the coffee shop.
• it was a weird day
• jaehyun’s home screen is a picture of you sleeping, your hair in your face, your mouth kind of open, your cheek squished up from the pillow under your cheek and you hate it but he thinks it’s the cut e s t thing e v e r. it’s his favorite picture of you.
• he loves feeding you and being fed like he’s kinda shy about it but he loVES. IT.
• jaehyun doesn’t really get jealous, i mean, he does like any other guy, but he prefers to talk it out with you and ask you directly rather than keeping his emotions and questions to himself and hurting both himself and you and the relationship.
• he pretends you’re his giant teddy bear
• he likes it when you sit on his lap
• he does aegyo when you’re sad or when he wants something and you’re like “uGHWHAT”
• he loves spooning well, not spooning but, he just likes holding on to you while you’re both laying down
• he loves it when you touch his hair and play with it
• he catches all the bugs and when you’re scared he’s like “iTSOK I GOT YOU”
• when you’re cold, he doesn’t hesitate to take his jacket off and give it to you
• or when you’re like “oh no you’re gonna be cold ill be fine” he just let’s you sit in between his legs and he just drapes around you like a giant blanket
• ok your selfies are so cute it could be super casual where to u’re wearing normal clothes and just smiling or you guys could be wearing weird clothes that look like you’re about to go on stage to perform for lady gaga, sticking your tongues out, they’re all cute, super cute
• you guys say “i love you” when you’re in the mood for it meaning like, you guys would be watching TV then it’d get boring and you guys would just be smiling and really quiet and then he’d say “i love you” really quietly and pat your head.
• he talks in 3 different languages
• now he’s learning chinese from winwin and kun and his chinese classes so, 4 LANGUAGES. Y A Y.
• you saw jaehyun in a suit, once.
• once was enough.
• “stoooooooop”
• you guys never stop smiling around each other
• you guys, barely fight/argue
• he once took advice from johnny and, “went for it” aka took your head band to wash his face without getting his bags wet.
• “she won’t notice” he said. “she won’t laugh” he said. “SHE WON’T TAKE PICTURES OF YOU AND KEEP THEM FOREVER.” HE SAID

• he lied. johnny lied. and johnny’s the one that told you about the head band thing, allowing you to get the picture in the first place.

YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW HARD THIS WAS I HAD TO START THIS OVER AGAIN LIKE, 6 TIMES WHEN I WAS ¾ DONE BC I KEPT CLICKING THE BACK BUTTON AND SJDJJFKG i feel like this one isn’t as good as the other ones bc i restarted it so many times omg but yES. bias wrecker af jaehyun yes thank u for existing u wonderful human being//giraffe.

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Inspired by the song Somebody That I Used To Know Tony and Bucky dated for a while and then Bucky gets in an accident where he loses his arm and he gets self-conscious and breaks up with Tony, he gets Steve to get his stuff from Tony's house and he completely removes him from his life without explaining anything to Tony, Tony is devastated and doesn't know what he did wrong and after 2 years he sees bucky again

“Bucky?” Tony ripped his sunglasses off and stared up at the man who had just plowed into him. “Buck? Uh, hey.”

“Hey. Heya, Tony.” Bucky ran his right hand through his hair awkwardly. “How are you? Been a long time.”

“Its been two years.” Tony corrected. “Not just a long time. Two years. Where the hell have you been? What have you been doing? Why did you–” Tony closed his mouth and backed up a step, folding his arms. “Hows it going?”

“Its good to see you Tony.” Bucky said quietly, letting his eyes trace over Tony’s heartbreakingly familiar face, the hair he had spent hours running his fingers through, the dark eyes he had fallen in love with. “You look good.”

“You look good too.” Tony nodded, glancing away and clearing his throat. “So. You’re back in town?”

“Visiting some friends. Um Steve is–”

“Steve. Right.” Tony unfolded then refolded his arms tensly. “Steve. How are you guys doing? Still together?”

“What? No.” Bucky shook his head. “Steve and I were never together.”

“What do you mean you were never together? What about when you–” Tony looked away again. “When you moved out. He helped you. I assumed…”

“Oh honey.” Bucky looked sad all the sudden. “No, no Tony. I didnt leave because I was with Steve.”

Then why the hell–” Tony started to raise his voice but he put his hands up peacefully. “Nevermind. You look good, Buck. Glad to see you well. Guess Ill see you around.”

Tony jammed his hands in his pockets and stepped around him, heading up the sidewalk again.

Bucky watched him go, wondering how it could still hurt this bad after two years.


“Tony wait!”

Tony turned around when Bucky grabbed his wrist. “What’s up Buck?” He looked tired, tired and just worn out and way too emotional to be having a conversation in the middle of the street.

“Tony, I didnt leave because I was with Steve, or because I didnt want you anymore.”

“I cant talk about this right now.” Tony tried to tug away.


“No, Bucky!” Tony snapped. “Its been two years! Just let it go!”

“No, no sweet thing, I wont.” Bucky whispered and this time tears made his blue eyes shine. “I left because—”

He held out his left hand, the robotic one and Tony blinked down at it and then up at him.

“I dont get it.”

“I felt like half a man, Tony. I was hurt, and you had to do everything for me. I couldnt even– couldnt even hold you the way I used to, the way you liked.”

“I didnt care about that.” Tony brushed a hand over his face, cramming his sunglasses over his eyes. “I didnt care about that.”

“I know. But I did. So I ran away.” Bucky held up his left hand, curling it carefully around Tonys other wrist. “And it was stupid and Ive missed you every day. But I figured you hated me enough for leaving that you wouldnt even give me the time of day, much less…” he motioned between them. “And then after I decided to get the prosthesis, I was worried Id hurt you while I was adjusting to it and–”

“You’re so stupid!” Tony burst out. “Do you really think so little of me that I would care–” his voice broke. “I didnt hate you, but I kind of do now. For thinking we werent strong enough to handle it.”

“I am stupid.” Bucky agreed, and tilted Tonys chin up carefully. “Can we– Can I take you to dinner? Or can I come over and cook you dinner? I still remember your favorite way to cook chicken and—”

“Im a vegetarian now.” Tony sniffed and Bucky smiled slowly, wiping a tear from Tonys face.

“No you arent.”

“Fine, Im not but— but—” Tony took his sunglasses off again and jabbed them at Buckys chest. “Bucky. It killed me when you left. I loved you and I was ready to work through anything wiht you and then you just up and fucking left me! Give me one good reason I shouldnt try to knock your ass out?”

“Ill hold you the way you like.” Bucky murmured, and leaned in close to nuzzle Tonys cheek, knowing Tony had already forgiven him, because the beautiful brunette hadnt stopped touching his left arm, hadnt stopped lacing and unlacing their fingers even as he was yelling. “I remember how to do that too.”

“You’re not as charming as you used to be.” Tony snapped and Bucky finally just wrapped both arms around him and held him tight.

“Ive missed you.”

“I still hate you.”

“Thats fine. I can work with that.”

“Im going to make things miserable for you.”

“Thats fine, doll, I wouldnt expect anything else.”

“You have two years to make up for. Two.”

“Ill make up for every second, and then some. Whatever you want, okay?”

Bucky closed his eyes and tried not to cry when Tony finally put his arms around him.

“The robot arm is a little hot.” Tony admitted, his voice muffled in Buckys jacket.

“There’s my tech genius.” Bucky pulled away only enough to steal a quick kiss. “My beautiful genius. Come on. Lets go start making up for all that lost time.

Silver Storm (10/?)

Summary: Hydra took you & turned you into their next asset, your abolities matching the Winter Soldiers. The soldier was assigned as your trainer, infront of others he was hard& cold to you ; but alone he let his walls down, you were eachothers only comfort. After the events Of DC, he disappeared.You were told he abandoned you, that he was on the other side now. It’s been years since you’ve seen him, but what happens when he comes bursting through the doors of your facility?

Memories are in Italics, bold is readers thoughts *

Pairing: Bucky x reader  , reader x avengers

Warnings: swearing, angst,tiny fluff

 * Its a short one guys! I swear the next one will be better

                                                        Chapter 10

   “ Let her go or I swear to God Ross, -”

“ Threats aren’t going to help your girlfriend, Sergeant Barnes. The fact that you all think keeping this criminal here is okay, proves my point. You think you are above the law. Just because Barnes was cleared of his history , doesn’t automatically mean every person that claims to be brainwashed is going to be too. We will make an example of Silver Storm, this government isn’t going to be run by a group of enhanced ‘heroes’ . Escort her out , boys.”

  The guards currently holding you begin pushing you towards the doors, your body is completely frozen with fear. What is happening? They cant take me away from him . You want to fight back, resist against the mens grip on you. But your instincts stop you , the fear of the punishment, of disobeying, overtake any other emotion and thought. This is what Hydra has done to you , made you deathly afraid of disobeying and being tortured for it . Comply & live or Resist & die or be tortured to the point of praying for death .

 You look over your shoulder, catching Buckys livid snarl on his face.

Originally posted by caps-bucky

“ Buck don’t make this worse, we’ll get her back.” you hear Steve say .

Wandas voice floats into your mind, startling you . “ Why aren’t you fighting back y/n? Don’t let them take you !” her voice dripping with confusion and fear for you .

“ It’ll only make this worse. Tell him I love him, we both knew this day would come. ”

That was it, the last contact you had with any of your friends before you were being forced into a black van with Ross & his goons.

“ You’re surprisingly quiet, you’re much more cooperative than your friends were .” Ross says, a hint of humor in his voice. Fuck you .

“ You know the childs game, Simon Says?” You ask Ross, your voice completely calm.

“ Yes?”

“ Imagine playing that , but instead of just losing when you don’t follow Simons order, You either receive a bullet between your eyes or you’re beaten to the point you wish you would of taken the bullet. That is what I was put through , either obey or rebel & and be punished to the point I wish for death . I was beaten, robbed of my memories, of my life . There isnt a day I dont regret the things ive done, that i dont think about the lives i was forced to take. So tell me Secretary, what would you have done if you were me?” The car goes quiet, your question never being answered. You stay silent during the car ride, during the helicopter ride and even when bring you to a floating prison & strap the equivalent to a straight jacket on you before they throw you in a cell. I always knew id end up somewhere like this.

             Buckys POV

“ What the fuck just happened!?” Bucky shouts, pointing his finger at Tony.“ Who the hell let him in here!”

  “ Buck-”

“ Shut up Steve. Don’t you dare tell me to calm down .” I growl at him before he can continue.

“ Barnes I didn’t know-” Tony starts to defend himself

“ You didn’t know what Tony? You really didn’t think Ross would take her ! He’s still acting like a bitch because I was released ! You really didn’t consider that he’d jump at the chance to get his hands on someone else!? ” I can’t contain the anger bubbling over. How could this happen? How could I just let her be ripped away from me? The team was silent, knowing nothing they could say right now would solve this.

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  “ We will get her back, she has the same qualifications you had that got you off the hook. Ross said he just wanted to observe her , I didn’t think there was a reason for her to be taken !” Tony shouts back . He rubs his hand down his face, regret radiating off him.

  “ Bucky I went into her mind as they took her.” Wanda hesitantly says, I whip my focus to her and wait for her to continue. “ She said to tell you that she loves you , but you both knew this day would come. She was afraid to fight back, afraid it would make things worse. ” Her voice shakey. She’s probably just as upset as I am, they were just as close. I pull Wanda to me , hugging her tightly.

“ Thank you . ” I whisper into her hair.

  “ She’s at the same place some of you were taken . Legally , they have to evaluate her & asses the just how much damage was done to her , and they have to have enough evidence that she was being coerced to do the things she did .” Tony says , placing a hand on my shoulder.

“ She was evaluated here, why do they have to do it again? ” I ask

“ They wont take our word on it , I’m flying out there in 10 minutes, bringing them copies of the videos from her handlers flash drive. I’m not leaving there without her ,Barnes.” Tony reassures me.

“ I’m going with . ”

“ Bucky I don’t think-”

“ She’s scared Tony . I’m the one that promised her she was safe here, this wasn’t suppose to happen. I’m going.” He doesn’t argue with me anymore. 10 minutes later we are on his helicopter, on our way to Y/n.

         Y/n’s POV

  Your head flies back from the punch one of guards just threw at you . You feel the blood trickling out of your nose. You cant even fight back , the jacket they had you locked in not allowing your arms any freedom. All you can do is take the beating, you know you deserve to be here, but not to be beaten like this.

“ A piece of shit like you doesn’t even deserve to be here, you should of been dropped in the middle of the damn ocean to drown.” The guard snarls, landing another blow to your eye . Your body gives out, collapsing fully onto the ground. 

Ross’s voice comes over the intercom, “ Alright that’s enough . We have visitors on the way.”

A sickening smirk falls onto the guards face, he pulls what you think is a muzzle off of his belt. “ Cant have you chatting up a storm.” he says , harshly putting it on you . its painfully tight around your head. I wonder who is coming.

Originally posted by buffyduh

When the guard leaves your cell, you lay down gently on the crappy bed that was supplied. Your body aches from the guards hits, making you groan as your body hits the bed, You close your eyes, letting the tears fall freely now.

A few hours later.

  “ y/n?” Bucky?

 You spring up as fast as your body lets you , and stand infront of the giant barred window . You watch as Bucky looks you over, anger taking over his face when he sees all the bruises on your face.

“ They did this to you?” He growls, all you can do is nod .

  “ I’m getting you out of here , doll.” he promises , he walks away and you cry as he does.  

       Bucky POV

   Seeing Y/n strapped in that jacket and muzzle I was angry, then I saw the bruises scattering over her face & I was livid . I storm into the control room where Tony and Ross are watching the flash drive videos.

“ Get her out of the jacker and muzzle , NOW.” I growl at Ross.

He looks unimpressed, but still slightly afraid .

“ You put her in a jacket and muzzle? Seriously Ross? She went willingly, she didn’t even try to fight you.” Tony says

“ I’m not releasing her from the jacket, its to ensure the safety of our guards.”

“ Oh ,the guards that clearly beat her!? Her face is covered in bruises! It wasn’t a fucking request, take.them.off.NOW.” I Shout. Ross looks over to the guard in the room ,nodding at him.

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 I follow after him ,not wanting to risk him putting his hands on y/n. I watch from the window as he removes the muzzle, then the jacket. Y/n goes to stretch , but winces halfway through. They must have really gotten her. She walks to the window, a sad smile on her lips.

“ Hi Buck.” her voice was raspy, my heart breaking at the sound.

“ I’m not leaving you here. They have no reason-”

“ But they do . I should be punished for what Ive done. We both knew there was a chance this would happen. I -”

“ No y/n, you don’t deserve to be here. I’m not letting them do this to you , if they want to blame someone they can blame Hydra, not you.” I say . I feel a hand on my shoulder, then hear Tony .

“ Y/n, I didn’t know they were going to take you . Ross said -”

“ Its alright Tony, I know you wouldn’t of done this on purpose. ” she says . Of course shes not blaming him , shes not going to blame anyone but herself with is bullshit.


Y/n’s POV

  “ I managed to compromise with Ross, you can leave with us. But you have to wear an anklet until your evaluation is looked over again by a third party, its kind of like ones people on house arrest are given. You cant leave the tower at all, you cant even set foot on the jet, or one step outside of the door."Tony informs you.

  Tears roll down your cheeks as Tony keeps listing off the restrictions of the anklet. But all you can focus on is being able to be home again. A few minutes pass , a guard finally comes to unlock your door.  The first thing you want to do is throw yourself into Buckys embrace, but you know this isn’t the place for that. You’re guided to the room where Ross is , entering you see the displeased look on his face. You sit in an empty chair, the room silent while Ross locks the monitor on your ankle.

” If you take one step out of that tower, you will receive a shock to stop you .“ He tells you . You don’t reply, just stand and move next to Bucky.

” Lets get out of here . Ross, always a pleasure.“ Tony says sarcastically while he leads you and Bucky out .

  As you pass a few guards on the way , one stands out to you . You haven’t seen him while you were here , but he looks familiar to you . You try to place your finger on where you’ve seen him , but you cant seem to figure it out. You lock eyes with him, and he sends you a wink, a creepy smile forming on his lips. What a creep. You avert your gaze , looking anywhere but at the guard.

You’re finally on the helicopter, about to lift off to take you home .Bucky pulls your hand in his lap, lacing his fingers with yours and kissing your hand.You sigh in relief at the feeling of his lips against your hand  Your eyes wonder out the window, & your gaze locks with the familiar looking guard, your stare flickers down to his lips. You watch as his lips twitch into a sickening smirk, & he mouths ,” Hail Hydra" .

Your eyes widen as you Finally recall where you know him . He was your handlers second in command , he was on a mission the day you Freed yourself From hydra . You can’t seem to find your voice as fear and anger flood through you.

I’m not going to let them ruin this,  Not without a fight.

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GOT7 Reaction: You being infertile (request)

A/N:Sorry this took so long. Some things happened and we all shifted the reactions around in order to have time to deal with what we needed to focus on. Sorry for any errors.


He came home as deflated as ever. All he wanted to do was sleep and forget everything that was on his mind. He sluggishly moved towards the bedroom, his eyes purposely avoided the room that was meant to be a nursery. “Gotta remember to change that back into the home office.” he thought

He walked into the bedroom making sure to be as quiet as possible to not disturb the sleeping y/n. Once done with his quick, half-assed evening routine, he climbed under the sheets.

“Mark?” Y/n’s voice peeped.

“Hi babe.”he whispered as he settled into his side of the bed. “I’m just coming home, go back to sleep.” he said with a quick kiss to her cheek, missing her lips in the dark.

“Are you mad at me?” she asked randomly.

“Mad? I’m not mad.”

“You haven’t said a word to me since the appointment.”

“Yes I have.”

“Cursing under your breathe while driving home and saying hi and bye to me isn’t “talking to me”, Mark.”

“Well you haven’t been talking either.”

“Because I’m sad! And I’m still sad.” she said in a whimper

“I’m sad too okay. So maybe, I don’t feel like talking, but that doesn’t mean I’m mad at you.”

“How am I supposed to know that when you completely shut me out.”

“Because what can I say to make anything better?” Y/n the few things that you have been saying are all things I was thinking also! I couldn’t open my mouth and agree and make you feel worse.Yes, I am sad that we can’t have a baby. Yes, I feel stupid that we tried so fucking hard for so long for nothing. Yes, this whole thing is unfair. Yes, I am heart broken that we can’t start a family of our own, but no, I’m not mad at you. I could never me mad at you over this. Y/n, just because you are the one that is infertile, doesn’t mean that this is your fault and I don’t ever want you to feel like you are at fault.” 

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“Infertile” The word just rang in his ears. The doctor walked out of the office, giving him and y/n a moment to take it in. But he didn’t feel the need “to take it in”, it all had to be wrong, it just had to.There was no way y/n could be infertile, there just wasn’t. She was in amazing health, he was in amazing health, how could they not be able to have a baby?

Y/n sat quietly next to him in her chair as his mind continued to race. The more he thought about the whole thing the more upset he became. The whole situation was just so unfair.

“She couldn’t have been serious…” His voice broke through the deafening silence that filled the small room. “So she’s saying we can’t have kids? That we can’t have kids?” He turned to y/n, who only sat still and expressionless. “There are stupid and evil people out in the wold just popping kids out, but we can’t have kids even after how hard we’ve tried?!?”

“…I’m sorry.” Y/n said in a soft mumble.

“We’re good people, we’d be good parents. Fuck, we treat our cats better than some people treat their kids. Wh- why do we have to go through this? Making a baby should be the easiest part of all this!”

“I’m sorry.” Y/n repeated in a whimper.

It wasn’t until then that JB realized that Y/n had been crying. That was when his anger left him and he immediately moved to her. “Sorry? What are you sorry for?”

“B-because I -I can’t gi-give us a baby. It’s-s my fault!” she cried as she dug her face into her hands.

He gently pulled her into a hug.”It’s not your fault. Jagi, none of this is your fault.”

“Yes it is! I’m the reason we can’t have a baby! What kind of woman am i if i can’t even have a baby?”

“Jagi, look at me.” he said softly


“Jagi…” Now was the moment to put his own feelings aside and try to be the positive voice to y/n. “Y/n, don’t feel like this is your fault. I’m sorry if i made you feel like that, but i wasn’t trying to make you feel bad… Jagi, just please look at me.”

Finally she did so. Her face was streaked with tears. The way she was looking up at him just broke his heart.

“So, yes, this sucks… this really, really- really sucks. And it’s okay to be sad. I’m sad too and mad, not mad at you, just mad at the situation, but… but just because it’s a sad situation, doesn’t means its a bad situation… Like- Like i said before, there are lots of people there having kids, but we got to remember that not everyone gets to keep their kids-”

“I know! That’s why it’s not fucking fair that I can’t have a baby!” she said with a wavering voice. “And- and-” she couldn’t even get herself to talk anymore because she started crying again.

“Y-yes, but what i’m trying to say is that we can be the ones to take a child in. We can still adopt! We have alot of love to give. IF we can;t have a child of our own, we can always care for and love a child, or children, whose parents couldn’t or wouldn’t care for them. Just because we can’t ever have our own kids, doesn’t mean we can’t ever have kids.”

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He finally returned home after a long day of recording. It was pretty late in the night so he was rather surprised to find y/n awake just sitting at the kitchen table. More surprising was that he caught her drinking some beer.

“Jagi, what are you still doing up?” He asked as he walked toward her (noticing she was on her second bottle now), giving her a quick kiss then taking the empty seat next to her. “And hwy are you drinking? I thought in the pregnancy article you read a clean diet and full 8  hours of sleep helps with like fertility and stuff. You were making a big deal about it last week.” he tried to keep casual, despite the fact that he was a bit concerned about this. This whole late night drinking thing just wasn’t her style.

“There’s no point to all that stuff anymore… There never was a point.” she grumbled as she took another swig of her beer. 

On top of her grumpy tone, he was noticing that her cheeks were shiny and her eyes were puffy and slightly red. “What are you talking about?” he asked nervously. This behavior wasn’t like y/n at all and his mind raced to figure out what could be making her behave this way.

“…I went to that doctor’s appointment today, you know, that one to see what exactly was the reason I haven’t gotten pregnant yet.” she mumbled in a slight slur. “Turns out all this diet crap and eliminating  stress bullshit was just a waste of time, cuz i’m- I’m infertile.” she whimpered. Her eyes were beginning to get watery as her lip quivered.


A few tears slid down her cheeks. “Yup… That’s what the doctor said”

He could feel what little energy he had in his body drain out. He slouched back in his chair as if someone had just knocked the wind out of him. After the day he had, just to come home and find out this, he just didn’t want to believe it. “So we can’t have kids of our own?”

“That’s what infertile means!” she said harshly. “…Well, I can’t, you still can. Leave me and go find some whose body can actually function and you can have all the kids you want.”

“Y/n, don’t even go there!” he said a bit too sternly.

Y/n’s face fell expressionless just as she took another gulp of her beer.

He grabbed her hand, making her put the drink down. “y/n, just because we can’t have kids doesn’t mean its the end of the world.”

“To me it does!”

“No, it doesn’t, we still have options right? Of course we do!” he answered himself before she could bring herself down anymore. “We, uh, we can give invitro a try! At least once. If that doesn’t work, then we can try a surrogate, if you don’t want to do that, then we can adopt!” He hoped that the more options he threw at her, the less disappointment they would felt over the whole situation. “We talked about adoption before remember?” he waited for her response, but nothing. “Jagi, you remember that we talked about it like a few weeks ago?”

“Yeah” she frowned

He brought her into a hug, seeing how sad she still was. “We said that we’d adopt after having our first. Well, now we’ll just skip step one of our life plan and go straight to number two! You and I raising kids that we love, that’s the point of our plan, it doesn’t matter if they are biologically ours or not.”

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Finally he was home from his week in China. It had been great being back in China, seeing his parents, being in his home, but he was even happier to be returning to y/n, especially after being so busy that they had no time to talk.

“Babe!” he called out as he walked through the door. “I’m finally home!” 

Y/n emerged from the bedroom as beautiful as ever in an over-sized t-shirt and sweatpants. There was a tiny smile on her face as she ran up to him and tackled him with a hug.

He attacked her face with kisses, “I missed you so much!” *kiss* Why did we both have to be so busy *kiss* we barely talked *kiss*” He grabbed her, bringing her down with him as he flopped his tired body on the couch and settled her on top of him. “I wish you came with me like last time. My parents were disappointed they couldn’t see you. But I told my mom about us wanting a little one and she gave me a whole list of names that she would like our future mini us to have haha.” To his surprise he saw y/n frown a bit. “Don’t worry they are all only suggestions, she won’t hate you if you don’t like any of them.” he added.

However, her frown didn’t leave her face “…Jackson…” 


Y/n pulled herself up and sat up straight. He did the same quickly picking up on the serious vibe in the room.

“Remember how I was supposed to have a doctors appointment while you were gone?” she began.


“…Well, the doctor gave me some news…”

“Good news? Like finally? Are you actually pregnant?” he asked with excitement.

All he got in return was a deeper frown growing on y/n’s face

“…So no luck this time either then?” he sighed

Y/n gave the tiniest of nobs, her eyes already getting watery. “…And there’s more”

“What is it?” he asked nervously.

“…I’m infertile.” she said with shame

“You’re what?”

“I-I ’m the reason we cant have a b-baby.” she sniffled. “The doctor let me know, that, you know, my body- It just won’t allow it.”

He couldn’t help but stare at y/n with such intensity. She just had to be messing with him somehow. What he wanted to believe was that she was putting up an act to trick him with bad news, and just give him the real news already. But the more he looked at her the more he could see how genuinely upset she was.

He could feel this ugly pain growing in his chest. It literally felt like his heart was being squeezed. All those daydreams he thought of he and y/n raising a girl or a boy that was just the perfect mix of them were all for nothing now. Every expectation and standard he had about being a father was all just a puff of smoke now. He fell back into the couch just feeling so empty.

He could feel her staring at him, waiting for his response. At a lost for words all her did was pull her close and let out a heavy breath.It took while until he could finally get himself to say “I’m sad now.” but even them his voice cracked over the lump forming in his throat.

“Me too” y/n said in a clear voice, but her cheeks streaked with tears. “I’m sorry”

He pulled her into a tighter hug. he felt mad at himself for making her feel bad. “I love you” were the only words that he could get out at the moment, but he knew that those were the only ones that mattered for now.

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“You’re infertile?” What y/n just told him didn’t completely make sense. Just a few days ago she had taken a few test, one actually coming back positive, but now after a few doctors appointments, she infertile. 

“Yeah” she frowned.

Immediately his fingers began to fidget with the wedding ring on his left hand. Ever since their wedding, it had become a habit to fidget with his ring whenever he felt nervous or bored.Right now he caught himself doing it again and almost let out an ironic laugh.  He never thought he would really get married, but that changed when he met y/n. Alot of things changed when she came into the picture.

After getting married, she pushed the idea of having kids. It wasn’t something he wanted at first, especially so soon into getting married, but the more she talked about it, the more excited he was in being a dad. When they officially started trying to get pregnant, he even caught himself daydreaming of what life would be like when they had a little one around. But now… now he could feel everything just crumble away at his feet. 

“So, at least you know, you kinda got what you wanted, not having kids and stuff. At least we got married like i wanted to, not that”common law” crap you kept giving me” she said in an attempt to sound positive about the whole thing.

“What do you mean i got what i wanted? I-I want kids too now.”

“But I can’t have any!” now her voice sounded sad and frustrated. 

“But we still have options right?” he asked in desperation. “Us having kids isn’t impossible! Like c’mon, look we are married now, remember how impossible it seemed to convince me on us getting married? Look at us now! We are going to have kids, I know we are!

Originally posted by choiyoungjae


“Dude what am i going to fucking do?!?”

“Bro just chill. Stop thinking about it.” Yugyeom said calmly.

‘How can i “chill”?!? Y/n might be pregnant! I can’t be a dad right now!”

“No shit, but panicking isn’t gonna make the whole thing any better.”

“Well what else-” Bambam was them cut off by his ringtone for y/n going off and Immediately he answered. ““Y/n, what’s the news?

“…C-can you come over?” Y/n’s voice was so soft over the phone. “We need to talk…”


She opened the door with a frown on her face and he expected the worse. 

“You’re pregnant! You’re pregnant aren’t you?!?” He panicked as he ran into her place.


“What are we going to do?!? We are too young to be parents! I’m way too busy to be a dad! We aren’t even married! We aren’t even-”

“Bambam i’m not pregnant.” she said blankly

He stopped on the stop. “you’re not?”

“No.” she said with a straight face.

“Thank goodness.” 

There was a feeling of relief that he couldn’t describe.

“Good, this is good” he said as he let out a deep breath as if he just ran two miles

“…yeah” her reaction was nothing like his

“Aren’t you relieved y/n? “ he couldn’t help but ask, noticing her unpleasantness over the whole thing.

“Yes and no.”

He stayed quiet noticing that she had more she was going to say.”

“I’m relieved that we aren’t pregnant this time… but i also t found out i can’t get pregnant at all…” her expression became sour just getting the words out.

“What? How did you even find that out? You only went to see if you were pregnant, did you really do a whole check up every time you go or something?”

“…No… I haven’t been completely honest… There have been a few other times before I thought we had a little mistake, but each time it was nothing.” Here voice was just a soft mumble, just like on the phone earlier. 

“This time i genuinely thought it was real so when we looked further into it- Well it just explains hwy i never got pregnant before.” 

He didn’t really know how to take the news. He and y/n weren’t too serious, but they also weren’t complete strangers.

“Well… That means you can fuck without a condom!” he said trying to look on the bright side. 

Quickly she threw him an angry look.

“You know what? I shouldn’t have told you. You can just leave now.” she said in a grumble. 

“I’m sorry” he said just as fast. “I crossed the line…I don’t really know what to say… I just said something i thought that would make you laugh or something”

“Then just leave” she repeated

He wanted to do what she told him, but he couldn’t, seeing how upset she was and it felt wrong to just leave her this upset. He stayed still , not wanting to go.

“Bam, seriously leave. I just want to be alone right now.”

Still he didn’t listen. Instead he went up to her, putting a hand on her back, on for her to slap his hand away.

“Bambam, leave!”


“Why? So you can awkwardly “cheer me up” with depressing comments? I know you don’t want to be a dad, but didn’t you ever think that i would want to be a mom one day?!?” Here eyes were red and watery and she was in a sad rage. “Just because I didn’t want to be pregnant right now doesn’t mean I don’t ever want to be pregnant! But turns out i don’t even have the option, to like you care! So just leave!” she shouted

And now was the time to leave to avoid upsetting her even more. He walked to the door in defeat, but he turned to her just to give a her a few more words. “Y/n, Just because I don’t want to be a dad right now doesn’t mean i don’t ever want to be a dad either. I know we aren’t too close or too serious, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you. I don’t like seeing you upset, so if you do want to talk about this, then i’m all ears.” he said before he walked out the door.

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It wasn’t supposed to be a night where many people would be out, but with his luck the mall was just packed with people. Being in the crowded area had him feeling paranoid. He He didn’t want to leave the safety of the clothing store and navigate through the sea of people to the next store y/n was dragging him to.He wanted to tell her it was probably  time to go back home, but when he looked down at her, she looked like she was having so much fun being out and about.

He decided to stick with the date, being as unnoticeable as possible (which was hard to do considering that he was way taller than most people and that his brightly dyed hair kept peeking out of his beanie).

As he held himself back from being his loud goofy self in order to lay low, he distracted himself by taking notice of all the other mall visitors around him. They all seemed to be families. Young couples were all over, walking around and cooing at their babies and seeing them made his mind wander. He began to think of what it would be like if he and y/n were like one of the other young couple with a baby of their own here at the mall. As the cute thoughts began to fill his head, be had to admit that the idea of fatherhood didn’t seem that dad.

After about an hour of wandering from store to store, he and y/n finally went to the food court to eat. This is where they really had a moment to sit and talk without y/n getting distracted. “Y/n, have you ever thought about kids?” he asked 

Y/n’s eyebrows hot up at his random topic ”…Kids? Why are you talking about kids all of a sudden?”

He shrugged “I don’t know There area lot of kids around, and it got me thinking about, you know, us having kids one day…”

That’s when y/n frowned a bit. “…Do you like really really want kids?”

Again he shrugged. “Not now obviously, maybe one day i don’t know. I wouldn’t mind us having kids in the future.” He babbled nervously as he was unprepared by his own topic. “I mean of you want kids too and all. I don’t know i just , I don’t know. All the kids here look really cute and it just got me thinking that’s all.”

“…Well… I only ask cuz… A few years ago i found something out.” she said quiet, almost as if she was embarrassed. “I found out that- that i can’t have kids of my own, i’m infertile. “she mumbled as she played with a piece of her food.


“Yeah, so i only wanted to make sure if it was something you really wanted, cuz i didn’t want to disappoint you or anything. I just want you to know so that, if kids are really your thing, and you want biological kids, well then… you can find some one who can give you some haha.” she laughed nervously at her awkward wording, trying to hide the dark message she was trying to give. “I mean i want kids, but the only option for me really is adaption, you know?” still she looked down at her food, 

“… y/n…” he waited until she looked up at him. She barely did so, letting her hair fall over her eyes to hide herself a bit “We are still young ans all and i am still busy you know, with  GOT7, so kids won’t be an option for know i guess…. But  later, i would want to… i think… and whether kids would be our or not, as long as i have you to have a family with, that’s all i care about.”

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dating nct mark!!1!1!

• idek where to start tbh
• ok so since marks very, very looked up to by the baby rookies, they treat you with full respect and love you
• ofc he loves you and you love him too but y'all BICKER LIKE THERE’S NO TOMORROW
• ok mark gives the. best. hugs. ever.
• esp when you’re sad and you’re crying he kind of, pulls your head towards his chest and pats your back and says “it’s okay, you’ll be okay, im here for you”
• ok all the gushy-ness aside, y'all are so dumb like
• “wait, what’s that.”
• “oh snap idk??? what is it???”
• and donghyuck in the back just, face palm and just “IT’S A FLY SWATTER. YOU. DUMBOS.”
• mark loves you so much and he treats you like a little sister sometimes, jk he treats you like a lil sis all the time, but you love it
• you guys watch nct life in paju/ nct life 단합대회 together and you continuously make fun of mark like “mark you- YOU CANT PLAY HEAD TENNIS LIKE THAT.”
• marks such a fluff ball ugh
• you guys get competitive over weird things like you could be watching a variety show w him and suddenly you’d both hear IU’s good day as bgm and then mark would suddenly be like “LETS SEE WHO CAN DO THE THREE OCTAVE NOTES IN GOOD DAY THE BEST.”
• you guys once was walking the boardwalk of a beach
• he saw a juggler
• he was so very impressed, he kept clapping and saying “oh woah”
• he saw some ice cream, and was like “oh, we’re gonna go get some ice cream” and when you two went to the ice cream stand and when he dug into his pockets, there was no money
• he slowly turned to you “…babe”
• “mark. i got you.”
• but mark made it up to you by winning you a super cute teddy bear
• lol you guys go shopping together all the time and it always goes the same. exact. way. every time.
• mark shimmy shams towards you and tries to be slick and sneak something into the cart
• and you turn into a strict mom and you’re like “mark. no. put it down. what is that behind your back.”
• xuimin loves you both so much oh my gosh
• ok at first he was like “…guys you do know how this will possibly end right? especially with mark being so popular and new”
• you try to rap to his rap part in mad city and it… it doesn’t end well let’s just leave it there.
• donghyuck’s hatred for you went from 494859696 to 4495959904959596.
• he always asks you to watch the nct music videos and he’s like, shy about it but he gets super happy when you compliment him
• k every morning you sleep over or vise versa;;;
• you guys eat ceral together in front of the tv, eyes glued to some morning cartoon that’s on tv in the wee hours of the morning.
• at night you guys are dancing to every single exo song ever and pouring your hearts out dancing to super junior and free styling to tvxq dances. it’s lit.
• and when you two calm down, you guys sit on the bed and eat some more ceral together.
• you guys don’t talk about deep things or anything bc bless mark’s heart he will somehow turn it into something really stupid like you guys could be talking about what color mirrors really are and he’d say something like “wait aren’t mirrors clear?”
“mark, if mirrors were clear we’d see through them” “…what” and then it continues on from there into a void of total confusion
• you guys talk about your concerns though. you guys give each other pep talks and talk about the hardships and the biggest worries in your minds at the moment and yeah, that’s when shit gets real.
• mark is such a modest baby he’s so modest about everything and it really makes you happy, although he can be a little more confident in his skills, being modest and not letting fame get to his head is good.
• you guys react to new music videos together
• some of the members love your selfies w mark so much that they make it their profile pictures for like, kakao and put something like “my children” as their message and it’s honestly so cringe to both you and mark
• mark’s lockscreen is a picture of you and him standing beside a really pretty cherry blossom tree, totally caught off guard and just smiling and standing next to each other holding each other hand. yuta took it. ofc yuta took it. yuta takes all of the off guard couple pictures. but they’re all super nice.
• his home screen is a selfie you took with you just smiling with a cat filter (or the dog filter, whatever you prefer). he loves it. he thinks you look adorable.
• ok talking about HOLDING HANDS HMMMM OK.
• literally. JISUNG. pushed him to hold your hand bc he was taking so long to make a move.
• donghyuck just told him to man up and DO IT.
• and when he finally got the courage to hold your hand when you two were out walking together, you didn’t make a big deal out of it, you knew how nervous he was around you so you just looked at him and smiled and held his hand tighter and kept talking and walking.
• “i am, your favorite nct member, right?”
• “of course you are!!!! it’s not like it’s jaehyun or anything!!!! love u mark.”
• you want mark to be HEALTHY. and HAPPY. so you feed mark a lot and make sure he gets the rest he needs.
• ok you feeding mark a lot. LET’S TALK ABOUT THAT.
• you always feed mark and he’s like “ahhhh what”
• but he likes you feeding him and all but he’s so embarrassed since he’s like, a younger member but the oldest out of the younger members and it’s kind of…idk new??? to him.
• HE’S JUST KINDA “are u sure u’ll be ok”
• he just wants you safe and that’s so rjrrjkgt
• he’s the type of boyfriend that has no idea how tampons/pads work or what they do or why anyone needs them, but he carries around a few just in case you need them.
• mark the type of boyfriend that’s willing to fail his own test in order to help you study for your test
• but if someone is a danger to you and/or bothers you, he takes you away from them and just takes you somewhere else, away from that person.
• you’re his angel
• he asked you out by getting his guitar and singing to angel by exo
• so cute it was the cutest thing omg
• you were so overwhelmed and started tearing up and he hugged you and freaked out and ok that was kinda funny
• ok before you guys dated you were both trainees and it was just kinda like “you speak english??? OH GOD ME TOO. HEY.” and you guys were just close friends who leaned on each other and relied on each other through tough times and everyone teased the two of you and both of you were like “ugh stop it gosh we’re friends alright.”
• but you guys were like “…friends. yup. just. friends.”
• and jaemin almost exploded bc oh my god it’s so obvious stop being so stupid guys.
• so he pushed mark so hard, so hard, until mark confessed to you and gosh it was a good day.
• oh god ok on your one year anniversary he got you a cake and couple rings and got the younger ones to sing lucky by exo w him and i swear mark is so extra in the most lowkey way.
• you guys share everything like, skittles, candy in general, chopsticks (when one of you are like “nah i don’t want to eat” but want a bite of food or something), water, hats, jackets (ok you just take his hoodies but he doesn’t mind), ev e r y t h ing
• mark is good at everything and it boggles your mind how someone THIS PERFECT LOVES YOU WITH ALL HIS HEART
• you could be the best vocalist ever or the absolute, hands down, worst vocalist ever, he still loves your singing.
• duets w mARKKKK. he would play his guitar and you two would just sing to random songs and honestly, couple goals.
• marks so shy and he doesn’t say “i love you” that much but he tells you that he loves you, a lot surprisingly and it makes you feel special and marks all about that so he’s like sdjjff yes i love her
• you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him, and he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you
• he always gives you one of his ear buds so you two can listen to music together
• well. mark can’t cook very well, he can cook ramen and other simple things so he tries to cook for you the best he can and that’s so sweet tbh

• he cusses but not TOO MUCH. YOU KNOW.

• KINDA LIKE “oh damn”



Stiles Stilinski Imagine- Avoiding Love (Part Two)

Part1      Masterlist

“Breathe Y/n, just breathe” you whispered to yourself in the girls bathroom. Monday seemed to have come sooner than you had hoped. You had been ignoring all the missed texts Stiles had left you and you had never felt more confused in your life. “It was a mistake, you don’t like him” you said one last time before exiting the stall and making your way over to the mirror. “What’s gotten into you?” your friend asked, half concerned half amused. “I’m fine” you shrugged, while flattening your clothes out and reaching in your bag to apply a fresh coat of lipstick. “Hmmm” your friend said mysteriously, knowing something was definitely up. “Whatever. What lesson do we have first? Please don’t tell me it’s English” you winced. “Its English and I thought it was your favourite lesson, considering you’re taking AP” she furrowed her brows. “Yeah, I’m just tired” you lied as the bell went.

You began to approach the door to your classroom when you saw Stiles turn the opposite corner. You both looked up at the same time and he opened his mouth to call your name, so you looked away and picked up the pace towards the door. He did the same until you both ended up running into your classroom, in front of everyone in their seats. “I’m going to ignore how weird that was, you two take a seat” your teacher instructed. Luckily the only two seats left were on different sides of the room, so you could at least avoid him for an hour. “So after seeing how well your presentations went, I’ve decided we’re going to be doing more debate work in class” your teacher said brightly, earning her an eruption of groans. “I’ve carefully picked out partners that I think will create the best debates” she continued. You already knew where this was heading. She began listing off names until she got to you, “Y/n and Stiles…”. You hit your head on your desk and accidently whispered too loudly “Shit”, causing the whole class including Stiles himself to look back at you. He smirked slightly, but there was also a look of hurt because he didn’t know what he did to make you hate him. “Not the type of language I’d expect to hear in an AP English class” your teacher commented. “Sorry” you groaned, sitting up and brushing the hair out of your face. For the rest of the class Stiles sat zoned out, biting his nails and overthinking. Every so often he’d glance to where you were sat, to see you were doing the exact same. Neither of you raised your hand in the lesson, which meant a few students and your teacher clocked on that something was wrong between the pair of you. “So we’ve got five minutes left, you might want to use the time to discuss with your partner what you’re doing. Debates can be on anything reasonable” your teacher explained, wrapping up the lesson. You both watched as students got out of their seats and made their way over to their partners. You then both awkwardly looked over at each other, catching eye contact. Instead of looking away like you wanted to, you smiled. You smiled to invite him over, when all you wanted to do was run. He walked over slowly, both your hearts beating out of your chests; while you both tried to remain calm and breathe steadily. When he reached you, neither of you knew what to say. But once again you decided to throw up the barriers to protect yourself from danger that wasn’t there. “You can come to mine tonight and we’ll make a start” you offered. “Yeah, sure” he answered, not expecting that. The bell went, just before things started getting awkward. “About the other night-” he began as you stood up and picked up your bag. “I’ve got to get to class” you avoided, before heading out of your classroom in a matter of seconds.

That night rolled on sooner than expected. You were in the middle of cleaning everything off the kitchen table, to make space for your debate making when you heard the door open. You let out a loud sigh when a familiar smell wafted in. “You’re stoned” you exclaimed, throwing down the books you were holding and turning to face your brother. “I’m not stoned- you’re stoned” he slurred with a grin. “Oh, so now you’re mixing weed with vodka” you shook your head with distain. “Mom and dad are coming home in two days, may as well live it up” he told. “You wont be living it up when you don’t graduate next year. What’s going to be your excuse? Sorry I didn’t show up to finals, I was just too fucked up from the night before?” you lectured. “You sound just like mom, maybe you should try taking some of her antidepressants” he whined, holding his head. “Don’t go there” you said through gritted teeth, turning around and continuing to clean. “Can I borrow some money” he asked. “What ever for?” you questioned sarcastically, already knowing the answer. “There’s a party and I said I’d be the supply” he claimed. “Not with my money you’re not” you said with an eye roll. “Fuck you Y/n, you know I’d do it for you” he said harshly. “That’s the thing, I care about you so I don't let you do stupid shit, look at you. It’s 8pm and you’re a mess!” you accidently raised your voice. “And look at you, you’re home alone, you don’t date because you’re afraid of love and it’s inevitable that you’re going to turn out just like mom, swallowing pills with wine at the dinner table and watching your kids grow up to be just like you. It’s a cycle Y/n, don’t think you’re any different to the rest of us!” he matched your volume, it was the alcohol that was talking but you knew there was some truth to his bitterness. “Get the fuck out, you asshole!” you shouted, pushing him from the kitchen to the front door. “I’m sorry” he sighed, immediately realising what he had said. “Just get out” you said quieter, wiping a tear with your sleeve as he opened the front door and went out. “Stiles” you said, widening your eyes after seeing he was approaching the front door as your brother walked out with his head stooped and his eyes red. He gave a small smile, aware of what probably just happened, before walking in.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked for the third time, as you placed two hot chocolates on the table and sat down. “I’ll be fine” you shrugged, picking up your pen as a signal you didn’t want to talk about it. “So what do you want to do a presentation on?” he took the hint. “Ermm, you pick” you said, a little more cheerily. “Ermm, how about we do it on the whole opinions of love topic?” he suggested. You simply nod your head as you began. You didn’t want to admit it, but you had a really good night with him. You completely forgot about all of your current problems and you hadn’t felt that happy since the last time he came over. You were also very productive, you managed to finish your debate in a matter of a few hours. “Want to rehearse?” he asked. “Sure” you beamed, standing up from the table. You hadn’t heard each others side of the argument, so you were sure you were going to end up squabbling by the end of it.

“So, love. A pretty big subject. No matter how the dictionary defines it, it means something different to every one of us. Personally, I believe love is a reason to get out of bed every morning. For that shred of hope that someday, someone is going to look at you like you’re the best thing in the world” He opened. 

“How I see it, is that no one truly cares how you feel. They only care about, how you make them feel about themselves. It’s selfish, but so are we. We’re selfish because we think it’s okay to walk out of someone’s life when it suits, we think it’s okay to give up on fixing people when we realise it no longer benefits us and we do this under the impression that we’ve simply fallen out of love. How fucked up is that?” you added.

“Wait, you cant just judge love on heartbreak. People leave, they screw us over and they do it without a second thought. We’re in a generation that romanticizes hate and heartbreak so much, but honestly I don’t think anyone could hate as much as they can love. People who hide their feelings usually care the most, you cant keep pretending that you don’t feel” he countered.

“I’m not pretending Stiles- I really don’t care. Nothing hurts more than being disappointed by the person you thought would never hurt you. The best way to never get hurt, is to never feel in the first place” you started.

“Coward” he simply mumbled under his breath. “What?” you asked, with raised eyebrows. “You’re that scared to love, you put on this whole cynical front of not caring, to what? To protect yourself from ever being truly happy?” he exclaimed, rather than questioned. “I do not need ‘love’ to be happy” you replied shortly, Stiles’ words having left you lost for thought. “Just admit it, you’re afraid” he leant against your kitchen counter and crossed his arms. “Afraid of what exactly Stiles?” you turned so you weren’t looking at him, and placed your empty hot chocolate mugs in the sink. “You’re afraid to love me” he spoke seriously. You widened your eyes and froze for a second, before raising your eyebrows and turning back around to face him. “We are nothing, I don’t feel anything for you. I never have and I never will” you shrugged, with a fake smirk that physically hurt for you to make. “I don’t believe that. I don’t believe that for a second” He retort, walking over to you slowly. “Well you should. I’m broken Stiles and you cant fix me, because I don’t want to be fixed” your breath hitched as he came face to face with you. “Why do you act like people see you as some project. I’m in love with you, for you. You’re broken and it hurts me to see the pain in your eyes and yes I want to help you. But I love YOU” he spoke softly and you felt every single word. “I don’t want to get hurt” you admitted, with an involuntary voice crack. “I would never hurt you Y/n” he claimed. You looked away from his honest gaze and shook your head. “I don’t do this Stiles, I cant do this!” you raised your hands and began to walk away from him. “Try” he said shortly, grabbing your wrist gently and pulling you towards him. He pressed his lips to yours and you practically felt yourself melt under his touch. Every doubt you every had faded in that moment. All you could think about was him, and how safe he made you feel. You finally understood the feeling you had sworn to avoid. You didn’t want that moment to ever end, but the sound of your phone vibrating in your back pocket caused you to break away from him. You stared at each other for a second, both scanning one another’s features for a sign of anything. You broke away and answered your phone. “Omg what?… Oh fuck… I’m coming!” you shoved your phone down and without hesitating, ran over to your car keys, your thoughts shifting from the comfort of Stiles. “Y/n calm down, what is it?” Stiles soothed. “It’s my brother” you said shakily, looking up at him through teary eyes.

Part 3? Does anyone even still read teen wolf imagines? Or should I just quit writing in general?

Storms (Chapter Four)

A few ups and down in this chapter. Depression/PTSD is something with good and bad days and Tony really struggles. Thor tries to help and messes up, because sometimes that’s what people even if they don’t mean to. But healing is happening. Even if it’s slowly. Bear with me, I promise it starts turning around soon!


Tissues, sweethearts!


“You don’t work in your laboratory anymore?” Thor asked over lunch a few days later, and Tony shook his head.

“Why would I?”

“You always enjoyed…”

“Not anymore.” Tony took a sip of his water and the barest nibble of a bite of chicken. “Nope. No team to make gear for. No reason to just waste time in there.”

“You used to just…” Thor searched for the right word. “Tinker. With your robots.”

“No.” Tony pushed his plate away. “I don’t–don’t want to build anything anymore.”

“That’s too bad.” Thor watched him pick at his food for a few more minutes. “Anthony, would you please just–” he got up and walked around the table to sit right next to Tony, spearing a piece of chicken and propping it up in front of his mouth. “Open.”

“You’re not going to feed me like a child.” Tony protested.

Open.” Thor demanded, his voice going deep, and Tony’s eyes widened, his jaw dropping open automatically to take the bite off Thor’s fork.

“Better.” Thor got another piece ready. “Again.”

“Are we really going to–”

Again.” Thor demanded and Tony swallowed hastily, taking another bite. “Better.” Thor’s tone softened as he scooped even more onto the fork this time, and Tony didn’t try to argue, just opened his mouth and ate each forkful that Thor put in front of him.

Thor smiled and made encouraging noises as Tony ate, until was only a few bites of food left in the bowl.

“Thank you.” He said then and handed Tony a bottle of water. “Thank you for eating for me.”

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8-word phrase || carl grimes

⇾ word count: 818 words total

⇾ concept: carl grimes confessing x reader

⇾ author’s note: SO SEASON 8 EPISODE 1 WAS SO COOL it inspired me to pull this together i apologize for its shitty-ness uwu

(this is short? forgive me?)

“Breathe in, breathe out. Count. Everything will be fine. You can do this, Carl.”

The stereotypical boy-falls-in-love-with-girl-during-the-apocalypse cliche. Carl Grimes was head over heels for this one girl he can’t seem to figure out. He has spent endless nights on his roof looking at the stars wishing he had the confidence to actually speak to the badass in the shiny pink hello kitty roller skates. Why did she wear them all the time? How was she so good at skating, who taught her? Who taught her how to throw a blade from twenty yards away, right on target? What was the scar on her face from? 

There were a million things this boy wanted to ask her. Most importantly, all he knew about her was that something drew him in from the start. Now, everyone expected Enid and Carl to begin their unrequited love story, when it took a turn that Enid really wasn’t interested, and seemingly nor was Carl. What they didn’t expect was to have Carl sit by his bedroom window watching (Y/N) skate by (on those “death contraptions” as Daryl calls them).

Carl is so unconditionally infatuated with this girl he’s never even spoken to. Everyone can tell just by the way he looks at her. Carl looks at her like she is the million dollar lottery. The most beautiful thing in the world. He doesn’t even notice he’s staring until Michonne comes up to the boy and gives him a good pat on the shoulder, looks him dead in the eye and says “You are in love, my little cowboy.”.

Today, that was all going to change. Here Carl Grimes stands, with his two feet planted in front of (Y/N)’s house. All he needs to do is say a simple, 8-word phrase. He stands slightly intoxicated, with a bouquet of flowers he stole from the backside of Alexandria, where no one would notice until at least morning. He wants to impress her with these wilting daises and an inspiring declaration of love. This is going to end badly.

He knocks once, as he taps his foot to the rhythm of the Pink Panther theme.

No answer.

So, Carl knocks again. He hears footsteps coming. Faintly, but he still hears them. His heart drop as he actually realizes what he is doing, and everything is put into perspective. Quickly, he turns around to run walk back home and forget that this never happened. Not that anything did happen, anyway.

Wait- Carl! What’s up?”

He turns. She’s standing on the porch, with her eyes wide with curiosity. The moon is reflecting off her eyes and Carl has never wanted to stare at them as much before as he does right now. He wishes he could just stare at her beautiful face for hours and hear her contagious laugh. Everything about her is so radiant and glowing. 

“Uh, Carl? Earth to Carl?” (Y/N) says, approaching and tapping the boy’s shoulder. 

Carl turns to face (Y/N) and has a full moonlight view of her face. He wants to speak, but every atom in his body is fighting against him, turning him into a lovestruck, stuttery mess.

“U-Uhm. H-H-Hello (Y-Y/N).” Carl manages to blurt out.

She smiles at him, showing all her teeth. Most of her teeth have a yellow tint due to lack of dental care but aren’t everyone’s teeth gross at this point?

“I-I was wondering…” Carl trails off, looking down and playing with his thumbs.

“…Yes? C’mon, you can tell me anything.” She says, hoping to get something out of this stuttering mess.

“Would you, uh, like to go out? With m-me?” Carl finally manages to say. His heart is beating at the speed of light and he feels up in the cloud when she smiles once again.

“I never thought you were going to ask. I would have figured you were going to stand by and have us only speak with our eyes for the rest of our days.” (Y/N) says, matter-of-factly.

Carl is stunned. She knows I’ve been watching her? He thinks. 

“I may be dumb, but I can still tell when someone is looking at me, and pal, you look at me a lot. I can’t say that I don’t ever look at you because, I do, but why did it take you this long to ask me a simple 8-word question?” She asks, staring at the shining moon, and then back at the taller boy.

“I thought you didn’t even notice me, I uh-”

As cliche as it sounds, she grabbed his collar and pulled his lips down to meet hers. There is an uncertain amount of time left in this dead-filled world, so make the best out of it.

Their lips melt, and sparks flew. They fit together like puzzle pieces and this is really all they’ve ever wanted. It was a simple, 8-word phrase that Carl managed to stutter out.

yeah, its 12 am I’m sorry this ended so badly and cheesy? uh oh

but hey! pop me some requests or prompts please I’m desperate

Shit-Faced (Jared Kleinman x Reader)

A/N: ya girl finally caved in and wrote a Jared Kleinman fic!!! it’s gonna be rlly bad but i hope y'all like it anyway agsjdjdn

Summary: Jared invited you to the homecoming party and u hesitantly accept. Eventually u get completely shit-faced woops

Warnings: cursing, probably an OOC Jared, mentions of bible study, kinda smutty near the end, alcohol


“So, Y/N, you goin to the big party tonight? I hear it’s gonna be craaazy!” Your locker buddy, Jared, had been pestering you nonstop about the homecoming party the popular kids were hosting this week. And technically, Jared wasn’t even your buddy. He was just some guy who shared a locker next to you and would talk to you constantly while you occasionally responded.

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Can you do an imagine where Tom and the reader have been in a long relationship and they love each other a lot. But for months, Tom has been cheating on the reader with Ella Purnell and the reader finds out. Tom promises not to do it again. When it comes to the BAFTAs, the reader cant go and Tom and Ella end up having sex in a hotel room and the readers ends up finding them together, ending things with Tom?

Authors Note: I suggest listening to either “My Immortal” by Evanescence (for hard tears) OR “One Love” by Marianas Trench (for feels) whilst reading this for more of an effect. I decided to add on to this imagine (the ending) with something I was working on previously because it seemed like a good fit. Thank you to the anonymous person who requested this!💙

“What do you mean it’s nothing, Tom! How long has this been going on!” I raged, tears stinging my eyes. Tom’s normally kept hair was wild from him running his fingers through it constantly.

“Let me-”

“How. Long. Thomas.” I snarled through clenched teeth. He gulped and looked at me, worry in his eyes.

“Two months. ” he whispered.

“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.” I said, crossing my arms.

“Two months.” he said louder. I threw my hands up in the air and yelled.

“You’re such a dick Tom! After three years together and you’re already bored of me. I knew from the start you would leave me for someone higher than me.” I rambled on, grabbing my jacket and bag.

“Where are you going?” he asked, grabbing my wrist.

“Away from you.” I said, tears rolling down my cheeks. He pulled me into a hug and I struggled to get out but he held on, bringing me to the ground slowly. I cried, my hands balled into fists, resting on his chest. He soothed my hair and I heard him sniffle.

“I promise to never do it again. I-I can’t lose you. It was a one time thing, I swear. Everything after, was just friendship.” he whispered. I felt a tear of his, land on my cheek and I calmed down.

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

~Two months later~

“You sure you can’t go?” Tom asked, struggling to fix his bow tie. I chuckled and went over to fix it for me. I sniffled and made a face.

“I don’t think the red carpet would look great with someone sick on it.” I said, smiling. He smiled and kissed my cheek.

“I’ll see you home then.” he whispered in my ear. I nodded and let him go.

After an hour passed, my phone rang. I groaned from my place on the couch and reached over for it, setting my book down.

“Yeah Harrison?” I said, clearly sounding congested.

“Whoa there dragon. What’s wrong?” he teased.

“Har har. I’m sick you ass. What do you want?”

“Come surprise Tom! He’s nominated and Oh YES!” Harrison screamed in the phone. Tom and I didn’t have the channel the BAFTAs were on because well, Harrison dropped soda on the outlet so the television was done until we could fix it.

“TOM JUST WON. GET YOUR GROSS ASS OVER HERE NOW!” Harrison yelled before hanging up. Well then… Guess I am going after all.

After an hour of deciding what to wear, I settled on a nice pant suit, dreading the fact that it was my sisters pant suit that I packed. She was huge on showing cleavage. I put on some lip gloss and smacked my face a bit, trying to make it look less sick as I grabbed my purse and headed down to the ceremony.

“There she is! The after party started an hour ago!” Harrison whined.

“You could have gone Haz.” I said, taking his arm.

“I could have. But Tom was bombarded by photographers, I decided to wait for you.”

“Aww so sweet. Now where’s Tom?” I asked, excited to see his award.

“I don’t know but can you help me load some stuff into his hotel room?” Harrison asked.

“Hotel room?” I asked.

“Yeah. His parents are in town and he wanted to spend some time with them. They wanted to stay at your place but Tom said you were sick and they understood.” Harrison explained. I nodded as we walked to his car to pull out some wine and some CD’s. Harrison pulled out some confetti poppers and a camera.

“It’s going to freak Tom out once he sees you.” Harrison beamed. I giggled at his dorkiness.

“Why? He sees me everyday.”

“I know but you were sick and now you’re here.”

We got up to his floor to hear music pumping through all the doors.

“Seems like everyone is celebrating!” I shouted over the music. Harrison nodded and took out the room key. He opened the door and I dropped the wine bottle and CD’s, my mouth dropping. Harrison stopped in his tracks and dropped the poppers and camera.

There on the bed was Tom. And who else would be under him? Fucking Ella.

“What the fuck is this mate!?” Harrison yelled. Tom turned and looked like he saw a ghost. More like an ex, now.

“You better be fucking drunk or else. You know what? No what else. Get the fuck off of her.” Harrison instructed. Tom got up and covered himself with the blanket. Ella did the same. The tears came fast and Harrison wrapped an arm around me.

“He’s drunk Love. Look at his eyes.” Harrison whispered in my ear. I looked up and saw that they were glossy.

“Babe I-I can explain-” Tom said right before I marched up to him and slapped him. Ella looked taken back and I don’t know what came over me. I jumped on the bed and started pulling her hair, calling her names. She was screaming and tried fighting me off but I yanked and yanked. Harrison came over and took me away from my waist and Tom stood with his arms out, separating Ella and I. Tom was in boxers now, the little shit. He didn’t try to pull me off or anything.

“You promised? Some promise you fucker.” I spat, tearing off the necklace he gave me and hurling it at him. He caught it and was about to come to me when Harrison stopped him.

“No.” he said, standing in between Tom and I. Tom looked at Harrison and then back to me. I looked at him with tears gushing down my face.

“Babe I-”

“No. You don’t get to fix this one mate. You can’t. Not this time. Come on, let’s go.” Harrison said, turning me around from my shoulder and escorting me out with an arm around my waist.

“Harrison! Come back! It’s the alcohol’s doing!” Tom yelled after us. Harrison looked back and grabbed my hand, running towards the elevator. He pushed the button and I looked back to see Tom running down the hall in his boxers, stumbling to stay up due to the alcohol.

The doors closed on him as soon as he got to the doors and I sank to the floor crying. Harrison stopped the elevator and hugged me.

“Hey… You know it’s the alcohol, right?” He said, rubbing my shoulders.

“So? He promised.” I cried, sniffling as I felt the mucus coming. Harrison gave me his hanker chief and I wiped my nose on it. I rested my head on his shoulder and let the tears fall. His phone rang and I saw that it was Tom. I looked at him and he let it ring.

“I don’t want to be here right now.” I whispered, covering my face with my hands.

“Then let’s get out of here. Away from all this.” Harrison said, restarting the elevator.

“Where would we go?” I sniffled.

“We can go to the beach. I know that’s your happy place.” he smiled. I smiled and nodded. We got out to the parking lot and Tom called again.

“What do you want mate!” Harrison yelled into the phone as we got into my car. I started the engine and backed up, taking a left turn to head to the freeway.

“No. Leave her alone mate. I don’t care if she’s your girlfriend! You cheated on her.” Harrison yelled, ending the phone call.

“He’s called your phone like 8 times already.” Harrison said. I looked to the left to see if any cars were coming and then I drove onto the freeway.

“I have my phone on silent.” I said, signaling my blinker to go left.

Neither of us saw it coming. Then again, neither did the other two cars next to us. It came like a bright light as the semi barreled into the car on my left, dragging that car to us and then slamming us into the car on our right. I remember Harrison sticking his hand out in front of me like a mom protecting her child in a car accident and me hitting the steering wheel and tasting blood.

Everything seemed to go in slow motion. I turned to see Harrison looking at me with fear in his eyes as we continued on being moved. My eyes widened as I noticed we were coming close to the wall. Harrison turned to look and looked back at me. He was scared. I reached my hand out to him and he took it as reality stepped in, making everything up to speed again.

I opened my eyes to see bright lights passing me and hearing distorted voices.

“Ha-harrison. Wh-where’s Harrison?“I choked out. I tried to sit up but a lady held me down. She looked at me and I saw fear in her eyes as well.

“Harrison? Where is he. Is he okay?” I croaked.

“Patient is speaking but is loosing-” her voice seemed to trail off into an echo until I asked where Harrison was again.

“He’s fine. He’s not in critical condition.” she said as I began to loose vision.

“Patient is dropping!” a distant voice yelled as I began to see darkness.