i pray that no one i know finds these

I pray we all find jobs after graduation.

Between volunteering, interning, working full time, going to school full time…these 4 years have flown by so fast. I know i’m not the only one with the same story, but with May literally around the corner I can’t help but begin to get nervous. We’ve all heard the post-graduation job search stories, I pray we don’t become part of that narrative.  Especially those of us in the social sciences…it’ll be hard but I hope luck favors us all.

My favourite BL stories

I decided to make the list because of my own curiosity(?) and desire to share this with you :P (I made another two list with yaoi/shonen ai recommendation ..you can check it here –> PART 1 and PART 2)

I’m in BL for about half a year and I must say that I really like the genre :) I mean I don’t like the typical yaoi with rushed story and relationships…like i don’t anything typical (shojo,kdrama,anime)
And for those I’m about to talk about you could check it out even if you are not in yaoi genre ;)

1. Doukyuusei

My number ONE story is Doukyuusei (Movie+manga sequels). It’s probably biased because its holding special meaning for me. It was my first BL story and it was actually the movie which made me also read the mangas too. I decided to watch it because i saw a lot of gifs on tumblr and i thought that Kusakabe was a girl (how silly of me). I’m glad i watched it, because it actually changed me as a person, or better my views on people with same sex orientation changed completely –> my family is Quite traditional so I was thought that same-sex relationship was wrong (not acceptable).
The story show us pure feeling about falling in love (it’s not about the gender but about the person–> you are my most important person) and here we have also portrayed realistic, healthy relationship (sweetness, misunderstandings, make ups) =D
The movie i recommend to everyone. Then you’  ll see if you want to continue with mangas.


Author: Asumiko Nakamura


2. Canis Series

This story and it’s way of showing same-sex relationship was definitly far from typical shonen ai.  This story contradicts every comment about manga or anime., especially shonen ai genre where’s lacking depth or meaning or creativeness. The story and relationship are not rushed, the most appealing was ending of first story(it’s still going on).
The art is outstanding compared to other mangas. It really fits the story.
I definitly recommend it…even to those who are not it this genre :)


Author: ZAKK, Hachie Ichie


3. Soredemo, Yasashii Koi wo Suru

Thank god Yoneda Kou made that spin off into a actual story/masterpiece. I love all Yoneda Kou’s work and i have 2 in my TOP 5 :) This story is spin off from Doushitemo Furetakunai and talks about two really good friends when one is in love with another. It can be said that the trope of “gay man and straight man” tends to be overused, but Yoneda Kou pulls it off flawlessly. I like the whole process of falling in love and acknowledging that love-confessing-confusing feeling-akward situations-decide or chose between romantic relationship or brake up the friendship. I read it so many time that I don’t count anymore…and it’s really satisfying.


Author: Yoneda Kou


4.Saezuru Tori wa Habatakanai

I just can’t describe with words how many emotions this manga brings out of me. It’s still ongoing so maybe that’s the cause because every new chapter is nerve wracking but satisfying at the same time. When I saw summary of the story i decided to read it because i was really interested in which way/how Will the main character recieve happiness (from summary: This is the story of a man who has never known happiness and of a man who is reborn by getting to know him.). Now that I read it till now I must say that I truly want that Yashiro find his own happiness (the prequel really touched my soul and I just pray that Yashiro would be told that he’s not alone anymore by Doumeki–> look prequel). This one is pretty great masterpiece by Yoneda Kou which i think is really good read for any yaoi fan.


Author: Yoneda Kou


5.Honto Yajuu

I think this one was my first actual yaoi(after Doukyuusei) and I wasn’t disappointed. The story is simple and the relationship is not complicated. The manga is truthfully one of the most refreshing ones. Yamamaoto Kotetsuko is known for one of the most cutest artstyle and stories. And it’s true…this manga is with one Word…CUTE :D <3


Author: Yamamoto Kotetsuko


This are my TOP 5 BL stories…yet i still have some of honorable mentions:


6. Smells like green spirit : great shonen ai…realistic

7. Hana nomi zo shiru : my favourite Rihito Takarais work.

8. Border : for those who like shonen ai and crime genre.

9. Sojou no koi wa nido haneru : one of the most realistic interpretation of gay-straight relationship.

10. Bokura no negai/Neon Sign Amber/Doushitemo Furetakunai : MUST READ ;)  

That’s all…maybe you could send your own top 10 list :D really appreciated :D

Alone. That’s how Satan wants us.

Alone with our own tangled thoughts. Alone with his whispered lies that start to sound more and more like truths. Separated from the very people who could speak courage into our deep places flirting with discouragement and defeat. Separated from friends who could let us stand on their faith when our own gets a little shaky.

The enemy knows if he can isolate us, he can intimidate us. Confuse us. Deceive us. And ultimately, make us believe that the safer paths in life are ones apart from God and our friends who serve God.

Sweet friend, if you have felt isolated recently, I want to encourage you to reach out to that friend who leads you back to God time and time again. If you are longing for a friend like that tonight, turn toward Jesus. Ask Him to send a godly friend your way. And know that I am praying for you to find that kind of friendship too.

—  Lysa TerKeurst
YOI Fan Rec Friday

Thank you for all your recs this week! I can’t wait to read them all during my trip in Europe! If you didn’t know, I will be gone from June 17th-July 9th and may not be able to make fan rec friday or other lists while I’m gone! I will be bringing my laptop so hopefully I will be able to, but if not you now know why!

Rec’d by anonymous:
Six Hours Ahead by alipiee, Teen, 35k (WIP)
When Yuuri downloaded the harmless quiz app, he hadn’t expected to become best friends with the Russian boy who asked him for a rematch.

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Rec’d by @rogovich :
The Next Level by azriona, Explicit, 82k (WIP)
The skating season continues (as skating seasons are wont to do), while Victor and Yuuri negotiate the shifts in their relationship, their careers, and their home rink. Sometimes, things even go as planned.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Gentlemen and Businessmen by Theladyofravenclaw, Teen, 21k
Yuuri Katsuki is a businessman in desperate need of a date for the week and instructions around L.A. Victor Nikiforov is a prostitute just doing his best to find some work to help pay the rent. When these two cross paths Victor and Yuuri are set up for a whirlwind of events as Victor finds himself thrown into the world of first-class society and Yuuri starts to question whether what his company does is right or wrong as they both find themselves falling more and more in love with each other. But as they fall in love with one another they become more aware of the fact that they only have one week together. And it’s almost over.

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Rec’d by anonymous and @fisukisuki :
Driving Mr. Katsuki by CullinanKatsudon, Mature, 23k (WIP)
Yuuri Katsuki gets into Victor Nikiforov’s car, mistaking it for his Uber ride…and Victor doesn’t correct him. And then there’s a job interview, and mistaken identity, and some pole dancing, and ice skating lessons, and a Very Smitten Nikiforov, and a Nervous But Determined Katsuki, and what was supposed to be a quick, cute fic has turned into a novel, and that’s okay.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
viktor nikiforov is a nightblogger by thishasbeencary, Teen, 2.9k 
Yuuri started a mental list of the small things Viktor did that annoyed him about a week after going to Russia, and texted Phichit every time he added something new.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
To Yuri. by poppysicle, Mature, 5.2k (WIP)
Dear Yuri,
If you’re reading this, it will mean either two things happened. It was not in our control or you found this on accident. Before you start to freak out, we want you to know that we love you more than anything in this world. Our love for you has grown stronger than for each other. We will do anything for you if you asked us too. I found myself praying every night after finding you that we want to keep you safe.
You’ve become a big piece of our small, messed up life. We hope one day you will have a better one after being with us. We care about your happiness and well being. Please, never forget our time together and the love we built with one another.
To help, I am going to tell you a story about how our family became one.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Ptichye Moloko by lilithduvare, Melody_thysoulandthylove, Mature, 28k 
Viktor is a two time Academy Award winner actor who, while shooting a movie in Japan accidentally found a small cake shop Agape & Eros and instantly fell in love with the stunning desserts on display. He, however, did not expect to fall in love with the gorgeous but shy man who ran the shop.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
One Night With The King by Pjkal, Mature, 22k (WIP)
Katsuki is a poor boy selected from a giant pool of men and women to attempt to become the new spouse of King Viktor Nikiforov. Is he able to charm his way into the heart of the king while hiding his true identity of being in the lower class? He adopted the name Yuuri and sets off in his adventure in the giant halls of the king’s palace, while avoiding the scrutinizing eye of Prince Yuri Plisetsky. Winning the king’s heart becomes more than just a quest for love as Prince Plisetsky plans to enforce cruel laws against Katsuki’s people.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
of dusk and dawn and a love beyond by exile_wrath, Gen, 5.5k 
The King of Day, Victor, drops flowers to the Ruler of Night, Yuuri, to express his love for him; yet, they are always returned, as Yuuri thinks that they’re dropped by mistake.Victor cries and plucks wishes off the petals every time, remembering the time when once, they had been together.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Pigeon Alley by DiAnna44, Teen, 21k (WIP)
What’s meant to be will always find a way. Victor and Yuuri? They’re meant to be.

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Rec’d by @nursewives :
Ode To Boy by nursewives, Teen, 4.3k (WIP)
Viktor Nikiforov stands on the top of the music charts and the height of his life. Detroit has been good to him, giving him new sights to see and more songs to write. The Detroit Ice Castle Night Club is his only reprieve from the exhaustion of fame and constant harassment. Viktor’s life begins to bore him when the lull of routine sets in. His life changes with a video link, a club night, and a pianist named Katsuki Yuuri.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
‘Til I Tear the Walls, 'Til I Save Your Heart by ken_ichijouji (dommific), Explicit, 9.4k (WIP)
A chance encounter with a mysterious, beautiful man gives Katsuki Yuuri far more than he bargained for. There’s only one way for them to find salvation—an act of love and bravery on Samhain. If Yuuri doesn’t succeed, then he and his beloved are doomed.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Night is Young and the Music’s High by opalish, Teen, 3k
“Best press conference ever,” the Japanese Nationals silver medalist says when asked. “Ten out of ten, would medal again.”
“I would die for Katsuki-kun,” Minami declares, with terrifying sincerity.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Lampadaires Sous la Pluie by xuantime, Teen, 37k (WIP)
Yuuri is an elite, the best of the Time Arbitrators. As the youngest member of the formidable Scythes Squadron, he swears loyalty to the all-encompassing Organization. At least until whispers of a silver haired man and long-buried secrets reach his ears. Even shadows can hide in light, and as the cold truth reveals itself, so can forbidden questions.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Ah, deceit. by Nikiforlove, Gen, 11k (WIP)
Viktor is the head of the Russian Mafia, charming, sleek and confident. He’s a very hasty man, and he prefers fieldwork over office work, and Yakov’s pissed. Surprise, surprise! Yakov signed a contract with the Yakuza without Viktor’s consent, to get him a right hand man who would maybe, just maybe, make up for what Viktor lacks. Oh boy, Viktor is pissed, he’s fuming. Damn, all he wanted was to go on a date with that bespectacled cutie he met the other day at the cafe.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Charm Your Way by OwlBeDamned, Mature, 8.3k (WIP)
It is a well-known fact that newly-appointed Flying instructor, retired Russian Quidditch legend and seven-time winner of the senior World Cup, Viktor Nikiforov, is heads-over-heels in love with shy Charms professor Katsuki Yuuri.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Precocious by EmmyLynna, Gen, 109k (WIP)
Whatever Viktor Nikiforov wanted, he would get. And the moment his eyes locked onto the cute omega, he knew that Yuuri Katsuki would be his. That’s why during recess he marched over, held his hands, and proclaimed, “Yuuri, starting today, I’m your alpha and you’re my mate!” Much to the shock of their classmates and teachers. So what if he was only seven-years-old and Yuuri was six?

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Rec’d by anonymous:
with these things i’ll never say by missmichellebelle, Gen, 1.8k
Yuuri has been Victor’s PA for well over a year now, but no matter how many times Victor has told him otherwise, he still leaves actual handwritten notes for Victor to find.

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Rec’d by @blue-and-ironic :
Sweet on You by fuzzycatsandgoofyhats, Teen, 2.5k (WIP)
Victor Nikiforov is the owner of a popular bakery in St. Petersburg, and he loves it. But just when he starts to grow bored of the same routine every day a cute foreign college student comes to visit and suddenly becomes all Victor can think about…

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Rec’d by @aurajenkins :
The Night Has A Thousand Eyes by LinneaKou, Teen, 54k (WIP) ***Major character death
A game of cat-and-mouse, playing out in an alternate Gotham, with some different (yet familiar) faces…Viktor Nikiforov is a wealthy, eccentric socialite who picks up where the law leaves off. Yuuri Katsuki operates on an alternate revenue stream. They fall in love. And sometimes fight crime.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Cherry Wood and Golden Robes by Skowronek, Not Rated, 21k (WIP)
When the up-and coming Japanese wizard Yuuri Katsuki arrives in Sochi for his most important duelling competition so far, he expects to flub his duel, embarrass himself, and panic. He doesn’t expect to exceed his own expectations and gain a rival in the process.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Droplets between us (keeping us together) by Natsumi, Teen, 2.3k
If Victor could stop the world for just a second to allow Yuuri to catch his breath, he would. Unfortunately, that isn’t possible. They’re both tired. There are ways to deal with it.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Victor’s Moving Castle by weeaboobiwrites, Teen, 28k (WIP)
A pointless war, a moving castle, a contract sealed in fire and a hood that can’t be removed. Yuuri can’t face anyone, Victor is an empty man with a deadline, and Yuri doesn’t know what he did to deserve being forced into the role of a wingman. This is the story of two boys, two curses, a cure that’s right in front of everyone’s noses, and the journey along the way.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
story of my life by vodkawrites, Teen, 5.3k
There are 3,140,000 results on Google Search for why you should meet your idol. Meeting your idol could allow you to tell them personally how much they mean to you and can inspire you to be more like your idol. However, there are 20,300,000 reasons why you shouldn’t meet your idol.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
My Boy Builds Coffins by ken_ichijouji (dommific), Teen, 4.9k (WIP)
Yuuri’s always dealt with a lot of (pun not intentional) grief about the family business, so much so he’s given up on making many friends or finding romance. But during one morning Starbucks rush, he meets a light-haired, blue-eyed man in dark colors and manicured nails who just might prove him wrong that no one will be able to get past his job.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Tale of Two Princes by VoidGlasses, Teen, 5.5k (WIP)
Viktor Nikiforov, Crown Prince of Petersburgia, is the most sought after Prince of all the kingdoms. He’s famous, gorgeous, and rumored to be rich. For years, he’s bought into and played up this image, but these days he’s losing interest in this life. It isn’t until a chance run in with Prince Yuuri of Yutopia that Prince Viktor realizes what he’s been missing. This tale follows the spontaneous Prince Viktor through his journeys with Prince Yuuri.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Chasing Moonlight: A tale of a Lost Prince by LiaoftheDawn, Teen, 18k (WIP)
Victor’s 27th birthday is approaching and all he wants for a present is a chance to see the lights up close. And maybe the handsome young man who somehow stumbled into his tower can help him with that.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Worlds Finest by counterheist, Teen, 1.8k
Intrepid journalist Yuuri Katsuki gets an assignment to interview billionaire international playboy slash ditz Viktor Nikiforov. Superman and Batman thwart a hostage situation.


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Are You Sure About That?

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Relationship: Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: Spencer Reid is your best friend in the entire world. Best friends totally spend every weekend together, and walk around holding hands, and cuddling on their movie night, right? 

Note: Just an idea I had one night. Hope you enjoy. 

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Their wife is pregnant with their second/third child (BTS)

Rap Monster: -he would get a small gift filled with your most recent pregnancy test. After your twin son’s Namjoon convinced himself that he couldn’t handle more but now he was going to have to do it- “we’re having another baby. Just one right?”

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon

Jin: -you two had been convinced for nearly 8 years since the last times you guys really tried that you were only meant to have your son. But for the passed few months you noticed the changes and then you were expecting baby number 2- “is this really happening? Is our son really going to be a big brother”

Originally posted by jeimin

Suga: -he would be overjoyed when your belly was growing with your twins in there. Your daughter was confused though how two babies got in there but you two never pushed to tell her- “we aren’t telling her about how they got there right? She’s too young to understand it”

Originally posted by cyyphr

J-Hope: -He was joyed to watch your son try to understand your daughter within you. He watched how your son followed you around when you went places copying how you walked and everything- “he’s really enjoying this baby”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Jimin: -he was excited for your growing family. He touched your currently small bump and just be overly joyous with the belly- “I can’t wait to find out what this is. I hope it’s another girl”

Originally posted by hoseokxx

V: -he’d end up getting many videos through of your son’s excitement with shopping for the baby. He be the one picking out onesies for his baby sister- “this kid is just adorable you know. He’s so excited to be a big brother”

Originally posted by taesies

Jungkook: -you two were on baby number three and after Jeongguk began to be outnumber by girls he was praying for baby three to be a boy- “I would still love her if this baby was another girl but I’m really hoping I finally get a son. I need another man to suffer with me”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

I do not know why there is this difference, but I am sure that God keeps no one waiting unless He sees that it is good for him to wait. When you do enter your room, you will find that the long wait has done you some kind of good which you would not have had otherwise. But you must regard it as waiting, not as camping. You must keep on praying for light: and of course, even in the hall, you must begin trying to obey the rules which are common to the whole house. And above all you must be asking which door is the true one; not which pleases you best by its paint and paneling.
—  C. S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
1. Loving you is like sneaking out for the first time.
Terrifying.
Everything is happening so suddenly.
If I get caught, I pray my death is a quick one.
And yet, I want to scream it out loud.
Let everyone know.
Let everyone experience the freedom and exhilaration I am feeling.
2. Loving you is like listening to music.
Easy, laid-back, inspired even.
The melody is sweet and so divine.
I can’t wait to see what happens next in this new song of mine.
3. Loving you is like watching the clouds.
I’m trying to make something out of it.
Trying to find the bigger picture.
I’m appreciating the small things.
While taking notice of how it all goes so well together.
What I’m trying to say is:
We go so well together.
—  loving you in 3 easy steps;L.L.

THE TUDORS SENTENCE STARTERS.

’ You think you know a story, but you only know how it ends. ’
’ To get to the heart of the story, you have to go back to the beginning. ’
’ I cannot disguise my distress and unhappiness. ’
’ Well, you’re going to have to. ’
’ What about his legs? Are his calves strong like mine? ’
’ Some people might think so. He certainly thinks so himself. ’
’ Your Majesty… he’s French! ’
’ As a humanist I have an abhorrence of war. ’
’ It’s an activity fit only for beasts yet practiced by no kind of beasts so constantly as by man. ’
’ As a humanist I share your opinion. As a King, I’m forced to disagree. ’
’ You should know, you taught me. ’
’ Do you really think we should go to war? ’
’ I think we should try to do as the King wants us to do. ’
’ What if the King doesn’t know what’s in his best interests? ’
’ Because he endowed Universities? ’
’ That victory made him famous. It made him immortal! ’
’ There’s something deep and dangerous in you. ’
’ Those eyes of yours are like dark hooks for the soul. ’
’ You must be prepared to give him the thing you most care for. ’
’ The thing I care for most is my integrity. ’
’ Do you see that young woman over there? Dressed in purple and gold? ’
’ After all, I am merely Your Majesty’s humble servant! ’
’ That would make me very happy. ’
’ Well, do you like it? ’
’ Should I like something that accuses me of being cruel? ’
’ Am I? You have no claim on me. ’
’ I have the same claim as every other lover. ’
’ You are a poet as I am a woman. ’
’ Poets and women are always free with their hearts, are they not? ’
’ You give us no choice but to attack and breach your defenses! ’
’ No knight shall ever breach mine. ’
’ What we lack in men, we can more than make up for in ships. ’
’ We are in an island race, Cardinal. ’
’ We have the best and bravest sailors in the world. ’
’ Your highness must be looking forward with great anticipation to your wedding? ’
’ I hear the king was a great horseman… in his time. ’
’ Don’t tease me. I don’t like it. ’
’ Will you like it when an old man tries to make love to you? ’
’ Your grace goes too far. Already. ’
’ Now you are blasphemous! ’
’ Gospel says the truth will make you free. ’
’ Your Grace, we shall drop our truth into the scales… and the scales will fall. ’
’ I write poems, I don’t know how to be “a poet”. ’
’ My Lord, I don’t know what to say. ’
’ Of course I loved her, but from a distance. ’
’ I ask myself why that should be so. ’
’ Your Majesty, I’m certain he will rule in your favour. ’
’ How dare you look at me! I am your Lord and Master, not your brother! ’
’ You are both banished from court. ’
’ You will remove yourself from my sight. Do you understand? ’
’ I have yet to decide whether to make your bedmate a head shorter. ’
’ I don’t think the English people would ever forgive him! ’
’ I promise, I’ll take you as my only mistress. ’
’ I won’t have a thought or an affection for anyone else. ’
’ Look, I don’t mean he is banished forever. ’
’ I don’t mean he is banished forever. Just as long as he breathes. ’
’ You’re going away, why? ’
’ Must you go? ’
’ We little people must put our hands into the fire if invited to. ’
’ Forgive me, I spoke of things I should not. ’
’ For me, that is the true definition of love. ’
’ I have an audience with His Majesty? ’
’ Well, the King is plainly in love with you. ’
’ What would a silly girl like you have to say to a king? ’
’ How do you like your charge, sweetheart? ’
’ It is your duty to use his love to our advantage. ’
’ Diplomacy is nearly always settled by such proximity. ’
’ I do not sleep with her. Not whilst you and I are still married. ’
’ Ah! Your Excellence, allow me to introduce… ’
’ Someone told me taking infusions was the worst thing. ’
’ I didn’t see all of his game. Now I do. I despise him. ’
’ I do believe you love as well and deeply… as any man. ’
’ Your love is most generous where it is most hurtful. ’
’ Your Majesty, I beg that you yield to the King’s will. ’
’ You speak to me of chastity. ’
’ Have you not a mistress and two children, Your Eminence? ’
’ I could be seen to be acting against her conjugal rights. ’
’ You think it’s nothing, to go back to bed with your wife? ’
’ What do you think is going to happen? ’
’ Let me make certain things plain to you. ’
’ It would mean the total ruin of the kingdom. ’
’ I hear you’ve been unwell? Is it true? ’
’ Majesty, when was I ever unwell enough not to serve you? ’
’ Have you no kind things to say? ’
’ You treat me so unkindly and in public neglect me. ’
’ The weight of academic opinion is against us. ’
’ I don’t think anything, but I imagine everything. ’
’ Do you… do you have a message from the King? ’
’ You hate him like a scorpion. And why? ’
’ Madam, you should never presume… ’
’ You should not abuse the Queen’s honor with such language! ’
’ Your Majesty must forgive me… ’
’ I would rather see her hanged than acknowledge her as my mistress! ’
’ Aren’t you supposed to be running the country? ’
’ They’re all liars, hypocrites and middle-aged men. ’
’ Would you prefer them to be women? ’
’ Have I made you unhappy? ’
’ I would only be unhappy if you ever stopped loving me. ’
’ Madame, I pray you, don’t give way. ’
’ No excellency, I shall never give way. ’
’ I notice you allow yourself none of the trappings of your great office. ’
’ Now, my love, let me conceive… and we will have a son. ’
’ Can you not plead some indisposition? ’
’ And then, I should be genuinely indisposed! ’
’ It’s a pretty head in any case, and I don’t want to lose it either. ’
’ Perhaps, one day this little girl will preside over empires. ’
’ I’m not heartless, whatever some people think- quite the contrary. ’
’ I could still do it. I could find a way to poison her. ’
’ But, why should anyone ever know? ’
’ No I wouldn’t. I’d die amartyr's death. ’
’ You understand? You don’t act alone. ’
’ You’ve never even seen a man being tortured, have you? ’
’ I’m sure we both know the object that has brought us together. ’
’ Will you take the Oath? ’
Ways to respond to homophobes
  • Homophobe: I'm okay with gays, as long as they don't flirt with me
  • Response: no one wants to flirt with you anyways
  • Homophobe: Please don't show affection in public it's gross.
  • Response: Then why are you showing your face in public it's as equally gross.
  • Homophobe: What a faggot...
  • Response: You called?
  • Homophobe: Sorry, supporting gays is against my religion
  • Response: That's totally fine, please don't force your religion on us.
  • Homophobe: Being gay is a choice
  • Response: So was your dad's choice about pulling out.
  • Homophobe: I want a gay friend
  • Response: And I want a friend who doesn't objectify me for my sexuality's stereotype.
  • Homophobe: Guys belong with girls and girls belong with guys.
  • Response: And you belong in a zoo.
  • Homophobe: Gay guys are a girl in a guy's body/Lesbians are a guy in a girl's body
  • Response: That's transgender, you uncultured swine
  • Homophobe: You're going to hell
  • Response: Aww thanks for the invitation!
  • Homophobe: You're an act against God
  • Response: You would know what that feels like.
  • Homophobe: Ew
  • Response: Please stop looking at me like that I'm not a mirror
  • Homophobe: It's Adam and Eve not Adam and Steve
  • Response: You're forgetting the talking serpent who's the real fake here?
  • Homophobe: I don't want it shoved in my face.
  • Response: What face? All I see is an ass with two eyes.
  • Homophobe: So which one of you is the guy and which one of you is the girl?
  • Response: Surprise! We're gay/lesbians!
  • Homophobe: I'll pray for you.
  • Response: Nah boo I'm cute as hell I'll find someone who'll love me. But I think I need to pray for you because you're gonna have trouble finding someone who will love you with that ugly ass personality.
barista! Hoshi

anon asked:  can i request barista!hoshi?? the reader usually visits the cafe every morning and hoshi develops a pretty big crush on them? mutual pining is really cute! thanks, much love. <3

a/n; asfljldskjfk im not okay lol - admin seri

  • works at the coffee shop near your university 
  • the hardest worker there, has the longest shift and takes the shortest lunch breaks 
  • makes the best caramel macchiato ever 
  • the guy who’s trying to crack jokes 
  • and sadly some people just dont understand humor 
  • gets kinda annoyed when girls ask him “where’s mingyu oppa?” or “is joshua oppa working?" 
  • just simply puts on a tight smile before asking them what they want again 
  • but the light of his morning is you
  • you never fail to come in around 10:00 am, dressed in your cute and comfortable outfits 
  • the way you would ponder on whether to try a different drink 
  • or talk about your major 
  • and damn he was so crushing hard 
  • because you never fail to smile, greet him good morning, and have a small conversation before telling him to have a nice day 
  • best of all, you never asked for the other baristas 
  • but obviously you were just a nice person because you talked the exact same way to the others 
  • because on this unlucky day, he was behind making a drink while jun stood at the cashier 
  • and something burns inside him when jun flashes his good looking smile at you 
  • "she probably’s crushing on jun and just to nice to ask for him,” he talks to himself while fiddling around 
  • he’s never able to concentrate on making someone else’s coffee while your here 
  • glancing from the corner of his eye, his gaze narrows in on your hand touching jun’s when handing him the cash 
  • “why am i like this” he groans 
  • when you leave, he stares at your figure leaving the cafe 
  • he jumps slightly when you turn back, making eye contact with him, and form that oh so adorable smile of yours 
  • “if you hold that button down any longer you’ll be giving them black coffee instead of a americano" 
  • jeonghan says, walking by him, smirking 
  • hoshi shakes his head and directs his attention to coffee making 
  • just after he hands the drink off, jeonghan pops up again 
  • "why don’t you ask for her number?" 
  • he whips his head around and aggressively shakes his head 
  • "i’ll never be able to show my face here again of she rejects me!!!" 
  • jeonghan makes a ‘tsk tsk tsk’ sound, "trust me when i say she likes you" 
  • soonyoung flashes a look of disbelief, "what do you know" 
  • jun suddenly appears from no where and swings an arm around his shoulder 
  • "dont worry!!! i’m absolutely positive she does, i have a feeling something will happen soon~" 
  • jun and jeonghan were both right 
  • more than right 
  • because you feel pathetic when you pray soonyoung will be the one at the cashier 
  • and swoon over the cutest smile ever 
  • and laugh at his jokes 
  • this particular day, you enter and find jun 
  • deflating a little because this means you wouldn’t be able to have your morning conversations with hoshi 
  • and the small undetectable amount of flirting where it’s driving you crazy because you dont know if it counts as flirting or not 
  • you go about your order normally and leave the shop, 
  • your heart kind of stops when your eyes meet soonyoung’s when you glance back to look for him 
  • you think of his little doodle he puts at the end of your name 
  • looking down at the drink jun made, your heart leaps when you read the message 
  • "soonyoung works the friday night shift!!! you should come ;)" 
  • and the first time you do and squeal and dance around, not caring if the entire campus is staring 
  • friday comes and your heart is racing 
  • you nervously come in, laptop in hand, because you figured you should at least try to finish your essay 
  • you catch him sitting behind the cashier singing a song playing 
  • his stops and looks up at you in shock when you enter 
  • "you have a really voice” you say, walking up to the cashier 
  • he shakes his head smiling, “i dont think so" 
  • you internally scream when you notice his ears turning red 
  • "what are you doing here?” he asks, because he’s never seem you at night 
  • you giggle nervously, you think to lie to be more casual, but of course you say, 
  • “jun told me you worked friday night so i came" 
  • forcing yourself to not cover you blushing face, you laugh lightly 
  • his mouth forms into a grin showing only his top teeth and your like omg
  • he just dips his head shyly and says, "so what would you like?" 
  • "ummm can i get that pastry and a cup of tea?" 
  • "okay just sit, i’ll bring it to you" 
  • your heart flutters you can deliberately sit facing the him so you could watch him like a stalker over your computer 
  • while your looking, he glances up and make eye contact 
  • immediately, you give an embarrassed smile and duck you head 
  • and hear his quiet giggle 
  • your staring at the essay you’ve barely started until soonyoung sets your order down and slides into the booth beside you 
  • "so whatcha working on?" 
  • "my essay, but i think i’ll do it tomorrow” you laugh sheepishly 
  • he makes a bright 'hehe’ sound thats so adorable 
  • “so you came just because im here?" 
  • you nod shyly and look up at him 
  • his face goes blank and you start to mentally freak out 
  • omg he probably thinks im weird!!!' 
  • "i really like you!!!” he blurts, than immediately covers his mouth, cheeks a flame 
  • your doubts instantly go away 
  • “ah jinja mianhae, i’ll go to the back now!!" 
  • he looks away from you embarrassed and starts rise 
  • until you grab his arm and push him back into the seat with a plop 
  • you make a sound of surprise and nervously giggle, 
  • "was i being too forceful??” you say worried 
  • he shakes his head, grinning 
  • you beam and take a breathe, “i really like you too!" 
  • he begins to shine, brightly showing off his smile 
  • "then can i take you out on a date??" 
  • "i would love too” you say, 
  • he dies a little inside at your twinkling eyes
  • your mouth twitches into a smirk after a thought 
  • "you know jun told me you worked this night" 
  • "ahhhh he was being a good wing man after all” soonyoung chuckles
  • “WELL OF COURSE” * jun yells, 
  • the both of you not seeing him, leap into each others arms 
  • “seee!!! im evening helping now!” as jun happily walks away 
  • the two of you ignore him and look at each other, still embracing one another 
  • “your adorable" 
  • he facial expression after lets you know he blurted it out 
  • laughing, you hug him closer 
  • "you know how to make a person’s heart flutter”

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~ admin seri

About Stefán Karl Stefánsson(Robbie Rotten)

Just read an article about our beloved actor Stefán Karl Stefánsson who played Robbie Rotten from Lazy town and how his cancer has gotten worse. The chances of him growing older is unfortunatly much lower now and I felt like sharing this to you guys because I didn’t see much posts about this on tumblr. You can read the article here:https://www.google.se/amp/www.wetheunicorns.com/news/robbie-rotten-cancer-final-stages/amp/ I would also like to say that ‘we are number one’ meme were probably one of my favourite memes because it saved a life… or atleast for a while. And the fact that Stefán loved those memes and also even sang that song for us with the original crew behind him on a video really proves how much he cares about his fans. I have never met Stefán in person, but I bet that he would be one of the nicest guys I have ever met. Please spread this information to others and support him, especially now in these hard times. I’m not sure if there are any donations you can go to to try to help him further, but if any of you guys know please reblog with the link so others can find it easily. Let’s pray and hope for the best for Stefán and always remember that HE will always be number one to us.

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anonymous asked:

"You're such a bitch" chloenette for the writing prompt please if your still taking requests

Authors note: I am so excited that I have multiple Chloenette and Ladybee promts in this challenge so I can explore so many dynamics in this relationship! For this one, I had to go with humor ^_^ (For those looking for romantic Chloenette don’t worry, it’s coming) 


“Chloe, what are you doing?” Marinette asked as she stared at girl who was currently lounging in Alya’s seat. 

“I’m sitting next to my best friend of course!” She smiled, patting the desk beside her, “Cesaire can sit over there. Isn’t that right Sabrina?” she called to her usual partner in crime. 

“Of course! Whatever you think is best Chloe. I’m so excited we are getting new friends!” Sabrina grinned manically, giving Marinette an energetic wave. 

Marinette slide into her seat. “What did you tell her?” she hissed, “I thought we were clear yesterday that a secret identity needs to be kept a secret!” 

Of all the people to possibly find out about her alter ego, it had to be Chloe. 

“Of course I didn’t tell her about… you know… I just told her that you and I ran into each other at a cafe and hashed out our differences,” Chloe whispered back. “So I was thinking we should go shopping together after class.” 

“Why would you tell Sabrina that?” Marinette asked, praying that she could get this whole mess sorted out before Alya and Nino showed up. If she was lucky maybe today they would have one of their morning make out sessions and come racing in seconds before the bell. 

“Well Sabrina is my best friend, I had to tell her something! Especially since we are going to be spending so much time together now. I didn’t want her freaking out and going all… invisible again.” 

“What… time togeth… what are you talking about?” 

Chloe gave her a pitying smile, “Oh silly, you don’t have to pretend anymore. I know you have to keep up the whole lame, clumsy persona so that people don’t figure out your secret, but you don’t have to hide from me! I’m your best friend!” 

“No you’re really not.” 

“And I know you better than anyone.” 

“I seriously doubt that.” 

“and just think, now you can be yourself around someone! Because we are truly together now. It’s like destiny. Me and Ladybug, just like it was always meant to be. And you know you can even act like less of a spaz and everyone will just assume that it’s because our friendship has made you that much cooler, and no one will suspect that it’s just your true self shining through.” 

“Could this get any worse?” 

“Chloe?” a new voice interrupted. “What are you doing in Alya’s seat?” 

Apparently it could get worse, because Marinette looked up to see Adrien, looking confused, standing next to his own place in front of her. Great. 

“Oh Adrikins! Marinette and I have decided to become best friends. It’s alright if I bring her with me for our monthly movie night on Thursday right?”

“Sure, I guess…” Adrien said still looking like he was expecting to wake up any second to find the whole conversation was a dream. Or maybe Marinette was projecting.

“I was thinking we could all go shopping first,” Chloe continued obliviously, “or maybe manicures because really Marinette we should do something about your poor nails. Oh! Before I forget- selfie!” She pulled out her phone, slinging an arm around Marinette shoulder and giving the camera a brilliant grin. Marinette scowled, then flushed self consciously when she noticed Adrien staring at them both with a strange, searching expression. 

“Sorry!” Adrien said, shaking his head when he realized he had been caught staring, “deja vu… anyways I am glad you two are getting along now, it will be fun to all hang out together.” He gave them both an encouraging smile and slipped into his own seat, pulling out his phone. 

Marinette sighed, slumping down in her chair. At least something good might come out of this. It seemed that Chloe was finally going to stop trying to ruin her already disastrous attempts to spend time with Adrien.

“So where should be go for lunch?” Chloe asked. 

“Chloe, we are not going to lunch together,” Marinette said trying to channel her mother’s firm but quiet tone. “We are not best friends, and you need to go back to your seat, preferably before Alya gets here.” 

“But you’re Ladybug.” 

“Yes, but I am also Marinette. You know, the girl you picked on mercilessly for the last 5 years?” 

“I know and I forgive you for that.” 

“Chloe,” Marinette growled, “get out of that seat.” 

“God, you’re such a bitch. So anyways I was thinking seafood…” 

Draco and Ginny talking about Harry would include: of

Request: Anon asked: “can you write a fic where Draco and Ginny become friends and just talk about Harry all day long”

A/N: So like I said in my reply, I really liked this prompt, but thought it would work best as a hc. It’s my first one, and I’m not sure if it’s all that great, but let me know what you think! And if you can find my Half-Blooded Prince reference, ten points to (insert your house name here)! 

Headcanon 

  • Draco not-so-subtlety staring as Harry picks at his food during dinner 
  • Ginny catching his eye and her own widening in suprise
  • He’d play it off with a scowl and turn his head, praying to Merlin that the distance between the Slytherin and Gryffindor tables was great enough to hide his pink cheeks
  • It wasn't 
  • And that’s how it all started
  • The trio looking at Ginny in confusion when she snorts laughter out of no where 
  • She was just at war between amusement and jealousy 
  • Amusement won out, eventually 
  • Confronting Draco about it the next day 
  • “Malfoy’s don’t blush, Weasley. You must’ve mistaken it for a glare.“ 
  • She just causally shrugged and walked over to the subject of conversation
  • Wiggling her eyebrows at Draco as she ran her hand down a very flustered Harry’s arm 
  • He clenched his jaw and stomped away like the baby he was 
  • “Admit it.“ 
  • “What do you want, Weasley?!“ 
  • “You so like him.“ 
  • "Well, so do you!" 
  • Draco smirking as her face begins to match the hue of her famous red locks 
  • “He’s got really nice hair…” 
  • Draco laughing 
  • That’s why you like him?!” 
  • “I’m just– I’m just saying, it’s a contributing factor!” 
  • “…You’re not wrong.” 
  • Them gushing about him for the rest of the week day and being glad that somebody else can relate to their rantings 
  • Sneaking glances at him together behind the book shelves in the library
  • “Is this considered stalking?” (Ginny)
  • “Please, we were here first.” 
  • It was lowkey stalking
  • But Draco trying to be cool about it, obviously
  • Having that one meaningful smile between each other that just earned strange glances from both their housemates. 
  • Harry being the three c’s: Conflicted, concerned… and so, utterly clueless
  • “Did you see the way he rode his broom today?”
  • “And that smile–”
  • “–Don’t even get me started.” 
Maybe one day; H.S.

My hand speeds up as well as my heartbeat, my eyes closed tightly and my lips parted slightly with thought of her coursing through my mind at record speed. I softly squeeze my erect dick and pick up even more speed, feeling my release nearing closer and closer.

As I release, a sigh leaves my lips and I take a few moments to myself, to recollect my breathing as well as my thoughts. As I open my eyes, I expect to see Y/n lying beside me, breathless, but none the less, smiling up at me. Instead, she wasn’t here.

Somehow I expect her to let me know she’ll be running late, and got caught up in work again. I check my phone. Something I’m so used to doing, I don’t even comprehend the motion properly before it’s already done.

I raise to my feet for a quick shower – I have company coming in a little hour. The things I do take my mind off her. My hotel room is a complete and utter mess. Clothes are strewn all around, empty bottles of a variety of alcoholic beverages covering every surface. Some lay scattered on the floor as well.

Lately, I only did what I had to. Or desperately wanted. The latter meant that as of now, I am still sobering up from a bottle of vodka that still occupied the mini fridge. I know I should stop drinking so much and just face the facts – or fears, better said – but I just can’t. Not yet.

The water is as cold as I can bear, in hopes of ridding my body of the huge amount of liquor coursing through my veins. It helps little to nothing, and I’m aware of that, but I’m hoping for a placebo effect. My shower is cut short as I hear the obnoxious sound of knuckles scraping against the door. She’s here.

Greetings are brief and impersonal. I’m not here for a chat, that’s what my psychiatrist is for. I need to release tension, and I have no better option. It’s crude for me to speak like this, and I wasn’t like that, but it gives me those few minutes without Y/n haunting my mind.

Instead, I press my lips forcefully to the girl’s lips in front of me. She immediately moans, throwing her arms around my shoulders and clawing at my back. I’m starting to undress her, hastily dropping item after item on the floor.

“Y/-“ I stop myself before I can finish. The girl, Melissa, I think her name was, briefly glares up at me, but I don’t dare meet her gaze. To make up for my mistake, I press my lips roughly against hers, hand cupping her core and I guide her towards the bed.

It’s meaningless, flat-out one-time-only sex, but that doesn’t mean I don’t try. Images, memories of Y/n flood through my mind as I shut my eyes tightly, picking up my pace and thrusting harder. Melissa whines and moans underneath me. She reaches her high rather speedily, and loudly may I add, after mine follows soon.

I don’t want her to stay. It’s not the same, nor will it ever be. Instead, I fake a gin, thank her for stopping by and try to send her on her way. The grimace that follows confirms my thoughts – I have really, really hurt her by saying this. None the less, she raises, dresses herself and slowly trails towards the exit. I can’t help it. This doesn’t help. I mean, I only hook up with girls that look just like her.

We haven’t spoken since she left. Left me. I hoped – and prayed, to be honest – that she would break and show up at my door, or at one of the many hotels – damn, even a call would’ve made me jump through the roof.

If I had her number, I would’ve drunk-called her every single night. But when she left, she changed her phone number. There is no way for me of reaching her. Through tabloids though, she always is aware of my whereabouts. If she would want to know. It would be straightforward to find me.

Maybe she has already started a new life, one where I’m not welcome. One where she can pretend what we had wasn’t unmistakable, consuming love. I couldn’t be the only one that felt it, right?

When I’m not recording, performing, or attending mandatory festivities, I’m drunk by noon, and sleeping on the first plush thing that catches my eye when I enter my temporary home. My friends might’ve noticed that Y/n leaving me, our fight, and my behaviour lately are things I needed to deal with but failed to do so. I can’t stand being alone, though I constantly seek the uncomfortable silence. A harsh reminder of what I have done, and what I haven’t.

If I had just went for her, after her, and I explained everything, she might be mine still.

Maybe one day she’ll call and tell me that she’s sorry, too.

Road Trip (Part One)

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 1365

Author’s Note: So, I decided to write this based on a few gifs I saw from season four and here we are. I’ve gotten advice from Mal and Cat to make this into a mini series and that’s what I’m doing! P.S. Dave should be up soon for Dave week! P.P.S. I couldn’t wait until next week to post this :( Thanks to my hoe @mf-despair-queen for proofreading this for meeeee. Love her.



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Drinking Disaster-Calum Hood

A/n: Hi guys! I just want to say thank you for all the support I’ve been receiving. I know the topic of this imagine is a bit touchy and may be hard for some readers. But as someone who has experienced something similar to this, it makes me feel better if I write about it.

Warning: Drinking, Swearing, Sexual Assault, Fighting.

Summary: (Y/n) goes to a party with the guys. It was supposed to be a fun night for all involved, but when a guy can’t keep his hands off of (y/n) her best friend Calum comes to save the day. 

Originally posted by jiminvy

As we pulled up to the party my senses were instantly filled with the smell of beer and the loud thumping of music. I’m not usually one for parties, but the guys were going with me, so I knew I’d have a good time. Looking out the window, I see tons of people already. Most of the females I see are wearing short, tight dresses, instantly making me feel self-conscious. It’s not that I’m not confident with my looks, I just felt a bit out of place because I’m wearing skinny jeans and a t-shirt.

“Hey Mikey, you gunna be my wing-man tonight” Ashton questions.

“Sorry Ash, but you’re on your own. You aren’t the only one trying to talk to girls” Mikey jokes. I look over to Calum who just rolls his eyes at his friend’s antics. Thankfully Calum and I are very similar, and aren’t too big on parties so I know he will stay by me most of the night.

As we got out of the car, I could tell Mikey already found a girl he wanted to talk to. We all laugh as we watch him try to be cool while walking over to a girl only to slightly stumble.

“Come on guys let’s leave Mikey alone” I warned. “Hey Cal wanna go get some drinks?”

“Yeah sure, Luke or Ash, you guys want anything?”

“Nah man, I’m good” Luke responds.

“Same, I’m good” Ashton chimed in.

Cal and I walked into the house to find where the drinks were being served. On our way we would stop to say hi to some people I barely knew, so I typically just let Calum do all the talking. This is how my life was, always being side by side with Calum, my best friend. However, I didn’t want him to just be my best friend, I wanted more, but I could never tell him.

I wasn’t paying much attention to the conversation Calum was having now and I just wanted to find a drink. I look around and finally see the area where drinks are being served and I excuse myself from Calum and the people he was talking to.

As I sift through the large cooler I finally decide on just having a water. I’m not usually too big on drinking anyways, especially because I feel like I always need to babysit the boys once they’ve had a few too many.

“Hey there, what’s a gorgeous thing like you doing alone at a party” a man asks me.

“Well I came with friends, I just left them so I could get a drink” I say making small talk.

“Man, if I came with you, I wouldn’t let you out of my sight” he says flirtatiously. “The name’s Troy, and yours?”

“I’m (Y/n)” I say with a smile as I shake his hand. I could tell Troy had already had a couple of drinks as some of his words were a bit slurred. But nonetheless he was pretty cute so I didn’t mind talking to him.

“So where are you from?” he asks. He takes a couple steps closer to me, probably so that he could hear me better over the extremely loud music.

“I currently live in LA, but I am originally from a small suburb of Chicago. Yourself?”

Before he answers me, Troy digs through the cooler and pulls out two of the cheapest beers he can find. He goes to offer me one, but I politely turn it down causing him to shrug. Instead of just putting it back in the cooler he sets it next to me as he opens his bottle.

“I’m from San Francisco, but I’m staying in LA for the weekend.” As he talks he continues to move closer to me, leaving little space between us. However, since Calum isn’t around, I suppose flirting a little bit wouldn’t hurt. I mean I don’t even know if Calum likes me anyways, so I’m sure he wouldn’t mind. I go to take a drink of my water, only to realize I have already finished it off. I give off a small huff as I decide to say screw it, one beer won’t hurt. I go and grab the bottle of beer and pop the cap off to take a drink. Troy smiles in victory when he sees that I take a drink.

“So do you have a boyfriend” he asks smoothly.

“No, no boyfriend. I’m completely and epically single” I joke.

“Thank god” he sighs. “Usually the hot ones are always taken and I don’t find out that they have a boyfriend until I’ve already talked to them for a while. Although, I mean, if they are up for it, then I don’t mind.” The boy begins laughing as if he has told the funniest joke on earth as I just stand their awkwardly. Alright, maybe he isn’t as great as he first seemed.

“Well I should go find my friends, they’re probably wondering where I’ve been” I say quickly.

“Wait now” he says as he grabs my arm. I stop in place the moment I feel his touch. An uneasy feeling flows through my stomach as the grip on my arm tightens. “Now why would you leave when we are having such a good time” he asks harshly.

“Sorry Troy. I didn’t mean to be rude.”

His hand releases my arm and instead he moves his arm so that it snakes around my waist. A soft smile lands on his lips as I do nothing to push him away.

“Why don’t we go up-stairs” he asks. Before I even have a chance to say anything I feel him guiding him towards the stairway. I look through the crowds of people hoping to find Calum or any of the boys, but have no luck. With every step up I take, I feel my body shaking in worry. Troy walks me into an empty room and closes the door.

Without having a chance to move, Troy roughly presses his lips to my neck. I stand there frozen with little idea of what I should do. His hands begin roaming my body, to places I have never let anyone explore.

“I really should get going” I say lightly as I try to push past him. In response he roughly grabs my shoulders and pushes me back so that I cannot go through the door. Tears begin welling up in my eyes as I know damn well Troy is much stronger than me. Once again, his lips find my neck and his hands reach the hem of my t-shirt.

“Please don’t do this” I mumble.

Tears begin flowing down my face as I feel him placing his hands under my shirt. All of my mobility has been officially shut off as I feel stuck to the ground. I pray that Calum or one of the guys would come and find me before Troy can do anything further. But instead I feel a rough shove, as Troy gets my body to the bed.

The blankets felt scratchy to my skin, but it was nothing compared to his hard touches. His hands now found the band of my pants as he fumbles trying to unbutton them. After struggling for a few moments, he finally is able to pull my pants down to my knees. He plays with the band of my underwear and all I can do is lay there.

“Please.” I’m sure it was inaudible for him, but it was all that would come out of my mouth. As I lay there, my consciousness begins to fade, as I just want this moment to go away. However, I’m brought back to reality when I heard a loud yell and a hard smack.

“Get the fuck off of her, and don’t you ever fucking touch her again.” I easily recognized the voice. Calum.

The room grew loud with yells coming from Troy as Calum continuously connected his fists with my attacker’s face. It took me a second to regain myself, but once I was finally able to move I tried pulling Calum off from Troy’s limp body.

“Calum, please stop. Let’s just go” I yell through tears and his loud grunts while he lands a few more punches in. I grab his face in my hands and look him in the eyes “Calum please.” Once he sees the fear in my eyes he gets up from the ground and wraps his arm protectively around me. We didn’t bother finding the other guys before leaving and decided to just walk back to my apartment because it was the closest to the party.

Once we got to my place, I gently guide Calum over to the couch while I go to grab a cloth to wash the blood off from his hands. His eyes are red and puffy from him violently crying, matching that of my face. The room is silent as I clean off his knuckles, which causes him to wince every now and then from pain. Once he was all cleaned up we sat there for what felt like forever.

“Thank you” I say ever so softly.

“I’m so sorry” is how he responds.

“Cal, it’s not your fault. But thank you for getting to me before he could do anything else. You are my hero.” I gave off a weak smile, but his face stayed blank.

“I should have never let you wander off alone. God (y/n) if anything ever happened to you I could never forgive myself. I’m just so sorry it took me so long to get to you.” While he speaks, tears begin streaming down his face. I hate seeing him in pain, for something that is clearly not his fault and so I take my thumb to wipe away some of his tears.

“Cal, please, it’s alright. I’m alright, and it’s all because of you.”

“I love you.” It was soft but I still heard him say it.

“I love you too Calum.”

“I’m in love with you” he clarifies. I feel my heart skip a beat as this is what I have been waiting for my whole life. “You are my whole world, and I don’t know what I would do without you. That’s why I can’t forgive myself. It’s not just that I didn’t get to you sooner, but because I didn’t tell you how I felt sooner.”

Before Calum can say anything else I gently place my lips to his to show him that I feel the same. He was my best friend, someone I have loved for a long time, but I never got to show him just how much I loved him until now.

“Calum Thomas Hood, I love you” I say with a smile. He tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear and softly smiles for the first time since the disaster that occurred earlier. Although I was still greatly upset from the previous events that occurred. I was safe and it was all because of Calum.

Punished

Summary: Very carefully and skillfully, you have been stealing from the Saviors for over a month now. Until one day you allow your ego to get the best of you and you challenge Negan to try and catch you, himself.
Prompt: I had one of the Hide and Seek prompts! I decided to put a twist on it and incorporate more of a cat and mouse type of game.
Word Count: 4,265
Pairing: Negan/Female Reader
Chapter: One-Shot
Warning: NSFW, Smut, Language
Author’s Note: I’m so sorry this took so long to complete! Thank you Ash for extending the deadline. Congrats on 2,000 followers! I’m not sure if I’m 100% happy with this but I hope you enjoy!
Tags: @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash @negans-network

“God-fucking damnit!” You heard the loud, thunderous voice of the Saviors leader, Negan, roar out into the woods. “Someone better catch that little fucking thief, TODAY!”

Laughing to yourself, you hurried through the woods, maneuvering your way through the series of trees.

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