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By Way of Spontaneity (Part 8)

Summary: On a whim, Bucky declares you to be his girlfriend to his grandma and mother. They’re eager to meet you and he asks you to pretend to be with him for just one dinner with his family. But is that really all?

Word Count: 1,074

Warnings: None.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

A/N: INBOX IS HERE. I know you wanna scream. :) 

Originally posted by pandasubaru


Bucky snapped his fingers in front of your eyes, calling out your name. After what seemed like hours, you blinked and looked up at him, your face crestfallen. He slowed down the car significantly as he leaned over to you, to try to see your screen.

You shook your head and brought the phone to your chest. “No.”

“What’s wrong with you? What did you see?”

Before you could answer, Nat’s screeching voice tore through the device’s speaker and you startled, bringing it up to your ear.

“H-Hello?”

“Did you see it? Oh, my God! Did you see the freakin’ picture?”

“Yes,” you answered curtly. “I saw it.”

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Touch Me, Touch You | 01 (M)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5


BTS; Yoongi/Suga (Ft. J-Hope/Hoseok)

Genre: Smut | PWP

Word count: 1.7k

Description: Yoongi gets a surprise when he thought he had the apartment all to himself.

Anonymous requested: Voyeurism with Yoongi was supposed to be a drabble but turned into this…

Warnings: Spanking, masturbation

A/N: I…. have no words to explain myself here… This is the first part to Yoongi’s birthday scenario so…. There will be a concluding part posted on his bday ^^ Do I dare tag @ellieljade because she coaxed me to post this tbh…. 

Originally posted by parkejimins

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Cat Got Your Tongue Pt. 1 (M)

Word Count: 5,463

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: catboy!tae, comedy, fluff, eventual smut

Summary: When your boyfriend cheats on you you’re left heartbroken and lost all hope in relationships. Santa says you’ll find love soon, but what do you do when you’re beloved cat turns into a beautiful grown man?

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SUPER TEXT LIST! (Texts From Last Night Inspired)

originally from frommemetoyou

  • [text] Are you lost?
  • [text] NO! That was a typo
  • [text] Did you buy it?
  • [text] I think I’m a mermaid
  • [text] I know it’s 3am, but come over and cook for me. 
  • [text] Too lazy to booty call, so have this text instead
  • [text] Need to bury a body, it’s urgent.
  • [text] Are you sure there’s no monsters?
  • [text] It was an accident.
  • [text] lol fuk da police
  • [text] send me a picture and i’ll be home quicker ;)
  • [text] DO NOT READ THE LAST MESSAGE IT WASN’T MEANT FOR YOU
  • [text] Well maybe I broke my tongue!
  • [text] Please tell me you’re free today! I’ve got some big news today.
  • [text] Got a spare ticket, do you want to come?
  • [text] Do you have a spare mankini I can borrow?
  • [text] Is fancy dress allowed at the wedding?
  • [text] I was using my old baby blanket as a makeshift skirt because no pants
  • [text] We were banging then all I remember is coming down hard and smashing my top teeth off his forehead… I just rolled off and tapped out. 
  • [text] Like alphabetically, I’d say a t?
  • [text] I’m sorry if throwing up in the back of your dad’s car ruined our friendship :(
  • [text] there is absolutely nothing wrong with two grown men staying up all night singing karaoke and drink out of juice cartons. don’t judge me.
  • [text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today.
  • [text] Do you know where I am?
  • [text] My wedding is in 5 hours and I have no idea where I am. Help!
  • [text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would get a piggy back ride home. I’ve never been so broken.
  • [text] Is “head down ass up” an appropriate way to say good morning?
  • [text] That is definitely not healthy, in fact I’m not sure it’s legal to send that sort of picture?
  • [text] There isn’t enough cookie dough ice cream at home, so I’ll be heartbroken tomorrow instead.
  • [text] Not sure if I took a nap or went to another dimension
  • [text] ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION! HE IS A TRIPLET, WE DONT NEED TO FIGHT OVER HIM WE CAN HAVE AN ORGY INSTEAD
  • [text] No no don’t leave me, who’s going to walk me home
  • [text] She wheeled me home in a trolley and sad she loved me, I think I win.
  • [text] My dick just got serenaded.
  • [text] I ate the whole wheel of cheese. Help.
  • [text] I’ve been hiding under the bed for the past 20 minutes, and now they’re getting into it and it’s a little too late for me to jump out and surprise them. So expect a live sex updates
  • [text] The fridge is fully stocked. I’m either hallucinating or this is a miracle
  • [text] I need you to help me clean the house because I have visitors in less than an hour???
  • [text] Your brother is at the front door- WHAT DO I SAY?!
  • [text] It’s all fun and games till someone says you’re so pretty they could punch you and they, you know, punch you
  • [text] I’m in A&E but I don’t really know why
  • [text] Went to bed with a 10, just about woke up with a 2 and a half
  • [text] I think I’m officially a homewrecker because his wife just walked in screaming and he said it’s not what it looks like. I mean what else could it look like? I wasn’t trimming his hairs with my mouth?!
  • [text] My night ended with me crying in a gutter, I hate you.
  • [text] He’s decorated the toilet with his urine. I never want to see him ever again, tell him he has 2 minutes to get out of our house.
  • [text] Don’t talk to me! You tried to trade me for a glass of wine and a cigarette!
  • [text] I promise I’ll get everyone to jelly wrestle with us xox
  • [text] I am armed with a crown, a sash and a bouquet of flowers. Don’t test me.
  • [text] I think I got married last night?
  • [text] I think I got married on impulse last night… and after looking a second time, I don’t think i’ve made any mistakes.
  • [text] My mouth tastes like poor choices
  • [text] I didn’t let go of the mechanical bull, but they had to pull me off because… it was rough just the way I like it and I think that showed?
  • [text] If I say it was accidental you’ll just say I’m lying
  • [text] There is an alarming amount of glitter in my… everywhere
  • [text] You’re my hero
  • [text] You’re the worst thing to ever happen to me, thank you
  • [text] Have you ever had a good idea in your life?
  • [text] Are we going to end up in the hospital again?
  • [text] It’s not a good night if I don’t end up crying into your mother’s lap.
  • [text] Mark my words, your dad will be my sugar daddy, he’ll marry me and you’ll have to call me momma bear and I will interrupt your sex life with condoms and condiments.
  • [text] I’m may be allergic to nuts, but not his.
  • [text] She high fived me out of pity
  • [text] You walked in wearing nothing but a beekeeper mask
  • [text] You just walked in, rated their performance, dragged in three other people to clap for them, then walked back out.
  • [text] You kept calling me baby Jesus and trying to see what wise men had to say about my hair…
  • [text] I am a responsible adult. I tied up my hair before I puked
  • [text] I am a responsible adult, I brought home a lost kitten and let it shit in your room
  • [text] I accidentally talked myself into a threesome, when did I become so smooth?
  • [text] It may or may not have been your sister…
  • [text] It may or may not have been your brother…
  • [text] If you’re not coming over with food, don’t come over at all
  • [text] Call me and get me out of this conversation NOW. My co-worker is talking to me about her birds having sex again…
  • [text] IM NOT TALKING TO YOU UNTIL YOU MAKE A PROCLAMATION YOU LOVE ME MORE THAN TACOS
  • [text] Buy me a helicopter, I will give you the last slice of pizza. pls. this is important. okay maybe the crust?
  • [text] Let’s never forget the time I met you while you were running down the street naked and in handcuffs.
  • [text] I tried to put lipstick on my eyeballs, help.
  • [text] I told her my cum counts as protein shake and she sent a text to my gran saying I ate her cat.
  • [text] If you don’t fuck me hard, rough, and senseless the minute we’re alone in your room, I’m returning you to the boyfriend store
  • [text] I accidentally sexted your mum, I’m sorry xox
  • [text] There can only be one screw up per family and I was here first. Get your shit together bro
  • [text] I feel like you’re pretending I didn’t bail you out of jail last night for trying to staple a cushion to the top of their car so you had a “comfy place to sit”
  • [text] You climbed the fence and then started crying because you were scared of hamsters, I really don’t know what you took, but you need a babysitter.
  • [text]  I wish we could all take a bath together. Not in a “let’s fuck” way. But in a relaxing drunk in the tub sort of “let me wash your hair” way.
Unexpected | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Smut
POV: Second Person’s

WARNING: Contains sexual content and swearing!!!

A/N: You guys don’t even know how hard this was for me to write. I’m not used to this but I really hope you guys aren’t disappointed. I literally had to take a 5 minute break after writing every paragraph. But anyway, this was requested so I kinda had to lol. Enjoy!

Request 1: Do you by chance right smut because Zach smut is my guilty pleasure?? My friend, you wouldn’t disappoint me, I promise!! - Anon who requested Zach smut

Request 2:  Hey, I adore your writing! It’s sooo good❤. I was wondering if you could do like spending the weekend with Zach and he’s your first. Xx (I’m sorry I had to change your request up a bit!)

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It’s a Saturday night and you were supposed to go to Jessica’s party but you decided to stay home and finish a research paper which was due first thing next Monday. However, instead of actually doing the paper, you find yourself scrolling through Instagram, looking at pictures of your friends enjoying the party you were missing.

You let out a loud groan as you shut your laptop; to be honest you really couldn’t be bothered to finish the paper. You kick yourself thinking that you should’ve just gone to the party tonight, especially since you’re home alone because your parents are out of town for the weekend.

Finally, after procrastinating for so long, you pick up your phone and send a message to your boyfriend, Zach Dempsey. He was currently in the party with the rest of your friends.

You: I’m dying here.

A few seconds later and your phone buzzes.

Zach: Aw my poor baby. Well you’re not really missing out on much. This party’s boring without you. Wish you were here.

You smile at his reply before sending one yourself.

You: Well, I’m wishing you were here too.

Zach then sends out a sad emoji with a heart next to it and you pout as you place your phone down beside your laptop. You decided to open it up again as you stared at the page count. Great 2 pages out of 5, you think to yourself. You need 3 more pages to finish the paper.

You let out a loud sigh as you push your laptop to the foot of your bed. You then proceeded to shut your eyes momentarily. A few minutes later and the doorbell rings which causes you to suddenly sit up and wonder who that could be. You take your phone and your pepper spray as you slowly make your way down the staircase. You send a text to Zach while doing so.

You: There’s someone at the door.

You: Babe I’m scared.

Zach: Just open the door babe, make sure to have the pepper spray that I gave you ready okay?

You: If something happens to me, I love you Zachary okay?

Zach: Stop messing around Y/N and just open the door!

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Tornado with legs

Levi scrubs the last of the dirt off the coffee table. “Finally.” That’s the last time he trusts Isabel to bring a ‘mystery box’ into the apartment.

He hears a crash in the kitchen, followed by a squeak of “Oops!” Isabel is a freaking tornado with legs. He sighs as he goes to investigate what she’s mussed up now.

“I was never-”

“I know,” Isabel interrupts. “You were never this crazy when you were 5!” she mimics with R’s that sound suspiciously like W’s.

Levi suppresses a grin at her sass. He shoos her off while he rights the stool she managed to topple over.

The doorbell rings and Isabel rounds the corner at top speed. “I’ll get it!”

“No, no, no!” Levi scoops her up. “Remember what we talked about? You’re going to watch a movie while Eren and I study.”

Isabel nods wisely. “‘Cause it took you a whole year just to invite him over.”

Sure, tell the kid a million times not to jump on the furniture with muddy shoes and it’s in one ear and out the other. Mention your undying crush on a certain football player while you think she’s napping, however, and she remembers every single word you say about him. Unless, of course, Hange told her. Quite frankly he wouldn’t put it past them.

Levi takes a deep breath. “Don’t repeat that again,” he says. “Ever.”

Isabel giggles.

Eren knocks on their door. Levi sets Isabel down. “You remember how to set up Netflix?”

Duh,” Isabel says proudly before marching towards the living room.

Levi laughs. He never imagined himself as the guardian of such a spunky kid at the age of 19, but she makes him a little more grateful for it every day. Even if she does like to pour an entire bottle of bubble bath in the tub and turn the water on full blast. He shudders.

He makes one last stop at the mirror in the hallway to fix his hair before he opens the door. He has to pause a second, the same as always, and just admire Eren’s radiant smile before he can say hello.

“Levi!” Eren says. “How’s it- oh, who’s this little angel?” he asks, peeking around Levi.

Angel. Levi almost snorts.

“I’m Izzy!” Isabel says confidently. “And I’m-”

“Supposed to be watching a movie,” Levi finishes for her, turning around to fix her with a stern look.

Isabel sticks her tongue out at him.

“Izzy, huh?” Eren smiles another brilliant, blinding, beautiful smile. “That’s a cool name.”

Isabel nods. “And you’re Eren.”

Eren tilts his head at her and Levi’s stomach drops a little. “How did you know that?” Eren asks.

“Green eyes. Nice hair. Pretty face.” Isabel ticks each point off on her fingers. “You gotta be Eren.”

“Izzy!” Levi whispers.

Eren raises his brows at Levi’s back.

Levi’s face burns. He refuses to turn around; half because he can’t look at Eren right now, half because he’s having a stare down with a pint-sized hurricane that possesses just as much bravado as he does.

Eren pipes up against the silence that has fallen over the apartment. “Pretty face, huh?”

And like a switch, Isabel goes from scowling to grinning. “Uh huh. Levi talks about you lots. Like, all the time.”

Isabel.”

“S’kinda annoying. But he really, really likes-” Levi clamps a hand over her mouth.

“She’s had a little too much sugar,” he explains apologetically. He shoots Isabel a look. “I’ll make sure she doesn’t get anymore for a while.”

Isabel glares at Levi. A hint of mischief lights up her eyes, and before Levi can work out what she’s up to- “Ew!” - she licks his hand.

Levi grumbles his way to the bathroom, turning the water on as hot as he can handle it.

Eren shifts under Isabel’s intense stare. She’s sizing him up, lips set in a firm line and eyes narrowed. She nods, satisfied with whatever conclusion she’s come to and takes Eren by the hand. “C’mon. I’ll paint your nails.”

Eren laughs, and allows her to lead him into the living room. She chatters away a mile a minute. He tries his best to keep up, and nods encouragingly when she finds the perfect nail polish to match his black shirt: the brightest blue in her collection.

He looks around at the pictures on the walls, tempted to ask who they all are, but Isabel says something that catches his attention.

“What was that, Izzy?”

“You’re nice,” she repeats. “That’s why Uncle Levi likes you so much.” She brushes another coat on his index nail. Half of it ends up on his skin. “You like him too, don’t you?” She looks up at Eren and smiles. “I can tell.”

Levi watches them from the archway, waiting eagerly for an answer. Eren simply smiles at Isabel, and when she resumes her work on his fingernails, he gives a small nod.

Isabel is a freaking tornado with legs, and Levi loves her more than anything in the world. Though, watching Eren ruffle her hair with his clean hand, he’s becoming a close second.

Malec Fanfic Rec! 2.0

Here I am again with a list too long for those who are Malec Trash.

Since this fandom loves drama (the unnecesary one) this list contains lots of that, with tears, angst, happy endings and everything in between in these Malec writing goodies, that hopefully can appeased those who wants drama and those who really are looking for good fanfiction to bear this hiatus.

And all the love to these amazing writers that can bring everything above and more with just a few words and make you sit still until the end of the chapter and make you want more

My stalking skills are a little rusty and there’s a few authors that I could’t find their blog. So, for whoever read this and knows the author and tag them, that would be very much appreciated.

A Kind of Magic by thegaminebruise

“I’m a warlock.”

“Are we roleplaying? Because you know I’m down, but I would really like some time to prepare and, like, flesh out my character, maybe write down some major story points. I don’t know if –”

Or, Magnus tells Alec about his magic.

A Lesson in Love by CobaltCorvus

Alec should have known he was doomed from the moment he decided to ask Magnus Bane for help.

A Tail to Tell by CobaltCorvus

Magnus dresses like a work of art, there’s always something new to see every time you look, and Alec is a tad disappointed he didn’t notice this little detail before.

Animal by lbrt_audrey

Based on the song Animals, by Maroon 5.

Magnus description of Alec, his touch, his body … everything that made him feel.

As long as there’s the two of us, we’ve got the world and all it’s charms. By Taliehere

And when the world is through with us,
we’ve got each other’s arms
~

At first Alec doesn’t notice, but Clary does.

Better for You by @zrdu

Magnus’ and Alec’s relationship comes to a sudden halt when Maryse interferes. They both try to cope without each other.

Blame The Tequila by @scarlett-ice

Alec took a sip of his coffee as he tapped on the message inbox and nearly spat it back out again at the sight that greeted him. He had to be dreaming, hallucinating, because that…that wasn’t Mark’s name at the top. Alec blinked a few times, even put down his coffee to pinch himself, but nothing changed. It still wasn’t Mark’s name.

It was Magnus’.

He’d sent the message to Magnus Bane. He’d sent a flirty shirtless picture to his boss.

Caffeinated Wolves by @softmagnusbane

“They’re really good” finally turning to face the barista Magnus feels his mouth go dry. The man behind the counter is gorgeous: pink lips, cheekbones slightly flushed, mesmerizing hazel eyes, surely a model on the side…maybe he could model Magnus’ clothes, or, model his suddenly inspired underwear collection. He’ll have to get right on that.

Coffee Shop Dalliance by @imawriteriwrite

Everyone who worked at and frequented J&L Coffee knew two things for sure. The first was that Simon under no circumstances should be allowed anywhere near the expensive coffee machines unless they wanted to destroy the coffee shop. The second was that the beautiful glittery man that sat in the front corner of the shop every day sketching and the dark-haired boy who sat in the back corner reading (and happened to be Isabelle the barista’s brother) were made for each other.

Also known as: the one where Magnus and Alec have been pining over each other across a crowded coffee shop for eight months and Isabelle is tired of it.

Devotion by @jezthemadficster

Magnus Bane is one of the most well respected and loved professors at Edom Hall University, but although he adores his students and fellow faculty, he likes to keep his private life …private. The mystery surrounding his life intrigues everyone at the University but the intrigue picks up to another level with the arrival of flowers one day.

Differences by @theonetruenorth

Five times that Alec is taller/bigger than Magnus and one time he isn’t.

Five People That Heard Magnus’ Ringtone for Alec and One Time Alec Heard It Himself (and Shared His Own) by darkangel86

The fact that it took as long as it did for Jace to hear Magnus’ ringtone for Alec was surprising. After all, the blonde Shadowhunter had been living in the loft for well over a month before it finally happened.

Freud is a Dick by @sanctuaryforalluniverses

He, Alec Lightwood, had just sent his boss, Magnus Bane, a dick pic. Of someone else’s dick.

Fleeing the country would not even begin to be enough of a response to this.

Glitter and Misunderstandings by Torius Armitage (VictoriaSkyeMarsters)

He had tried. When he was nearer Clary’s age, he had not held back in his efforts to be wooed, but whenever the courtship took its turn for the serious and permanent, Magnus would retreat, realizing he felt empty inside in regards to the suitor. And he would not settle for emptiness. He yearned for genuine, overwhelming, inescapable love, like the heroines and heroes of the novels he consumed. Why sentence oneself to a life absent of magic? But Magnus was learning, after years of lackluster options, that the magic he sought, in his world anyway, was nowhere to be found.

In other words, Pride and Prejudice drenched in glitter.

Hard Choices by heartsdesire456

Even before arriving at the house where Clary and Alec had gone to meet the Warlock that was supposed to be bringing back their mother, Jace could tell that something was very wrong.

Note: this fic is HEAVY. The contain of it is not for everyone. First of all, it has male pregnancy, a lot of angst, torture at some point, discussion of abortion, rape not described but it’s there, I think there’s panic attacks at some point. I feel obliged to say it because anyone can see this post and feel triggered for this. I put it in here, anyway, because this fic is worth it, because the author makes it bearable and for me, the author is cautios for some topics in the fic. For those who can’t really digest this kind of fics, don’t even click it, please, just keep scrolling and find a fic that you really like, and for those who knows the author and knows the writings, I really suggest to give it a chance because it was very well written.

Hold On, We’re Going Home by @unorthodoxpartofyourworld

At Esther’s request, Alec begins his foray into the mundane world so he can be a believable Matthew Daddario.

He sees something he can’t really unsee.

(This is a companion piece to Soul Glitch, you should probably go read that first so you generally understand what’s going on. Takes place right after Chapter 3)

Honey, i’m home by Shorty

Magnus gives him a once over as he steps out of the elevator, and for a second Alec lets himself believe that it’s flirtatious.

Of course, that’s all dashed seconds later as Magnus disappears through the door to his apartment with a loud, happy, “babe, I’m home!”

Or, in which misunderstandings are made.

Hoodie by @alec-dark-wood 

It’s soft and fluffy and the first time Magnus sees it,he has to backtrack and take a closer look.He walks towards the grey lump slowly,hardly daring to believe what it could be.

Hopefully it’s Enough by onihunter305

Magnus could tell something was wrong with Alec from the moment he touched his elbow outside of the Institute. He could feel the tremors that shook his body. He knew Alec needed someone to take care of him, and even though he was momentarily distracted by Alec’s declaration of love, he was going to make sure he took care of the man he loved.

I can do that by @softmagnusbane

Prompt: soulmate au where the first time you touch you both get a vivid mental image of the other’s biggest kink.

I Love You, Too by parabacrybaby

This takes place the morning after the morning of the battle in the winter finale of season 2A.

I’ll make you (beg for mercy) by thesorrowoflizards

Magnus wears body glitter. Alec appreciates this very, very much.

Inspired by combining three one-word prompts: softly, strawberries, and glitter

It’s nothing by @steakandvodka 

Alec is pretty sure someone, or something, is stalking him. He just isn’t sure if it’s an innocent kitten, or something a bit more malicious than that.

In this world, Alec is the one to find their pet cat and bring it home to Magnus.

Kids in the Kitchen by @perpetual-j0urney

“It’s Alec Lightwood,” He finally said, after another moment of hesitation. Then, both sets of puppy eyes were locked on Magnus once again and waiting for his answer.
“No”.
More than a few customers turned to look at the outburst as both boys pulled away from Magnus and simultaneously cried, “But Papa!”

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Magnus Bane liked to believe he was a good father, but there were just some requests that one could not grant their kids. For instance, a good dad wouldn’t let their child crawl into a lion’s cage to pet the furry kitty. Alternatively, a good dad also wouldn’t bring their kids to a cooking class taught by the angriest chef on the Food Network.

Kiss With A Fist by @clockworkswans

When agent Alec Lightwood is given his first kill hit, he doesn’t expect much trouble. Of course, he also doesn’t expect it to be a cheerful assassin who lands him in a whole load of trouble.
Enter Magnus Bane: an assassin turned thief who reluctantly teams up with Alec - and The Clave - after he pisses off a very important and powerful crime boss, Valentine Morgenstern.
In a world of violence and unjust laws, can the two put aside their differences and work together?
Aka: in which Alec is sent to kill Magnus, doesn’t, and then really wishes he had. (but not really).
Enemies to friends to lovers.

Never felt that type of fear before by creativitea

The risk of his heart in Magnus’s hands is worth it, compared to the risk that would lie in keeping it hidden. He trusts Magnus with it more than himself, and he needs him to know; even if it’s a bad idea. The risk of Magnus not knowing is worse than the risk of it being out in the open.

New Neighbor by Chrystie, kate882

Alec Lightwood isn’t the most social person in the world, but his new neighbor is ridiculously attractive so he makes an effort. It’s too bad Magnus seems to think that Alec is married to his best friend.

Nobody says that anymore by vomitingwords

Magnus is over 300 years old and Alec is okay with that. Sometimes more often than not

Oh darling (put your arms around me) by thesorrowoflizards

Also known as: Six times Magnus doesn’t dare initiate physical affection, two times he doesn’t even think about it

Pardon the Interruption by Obsessivecompulsivereadr

But one thing they could never seem to fix was how often they got interrupted whenever they did have time to spend together. It seemed as if no one in the entire shadow world could function without dragging Magnus and Alec into their problems.

So that’s what this vacation had been about, three weeks away, just the two of them.

Prettiest person in the world by @katychan666 

(A fanfic inspired by the prettiest person in the world post on tumblr)

Alec making Magnus speechless with his smugness for the first time :)

Pretty Thoughts by @rosegoldhell 

After being homeschooled all his life, and unintentionally sheltered, Magnus Bane has to navigate his way through American Highschool. He goes in thinking the worse possible scenarios, and quickly learns that not everything you see in movies is true. Sometimes the unexpected happens, and magnus soon realizes he has fallen for one of the most popular guys in school, and it might not be as one sided as he thinks.

Put the heat on if you’re cold by @ohlafraise

Alec pulled back the delicate tissue paper and looked in the box. Oh. Okay.

Or: Alec isn’t attracted to women, but that doesn’t mean he’s not attracted to femininity.

Save it by onihunter305

Magnus knew something wasn’t right the moment he heard the telltale sound of Isabelle Lightwood’s distinctive heels on Raphael’s slate floor. If she had hurt his dear Alexander, she was about to wish she had never returned to this apartment.

Secrets Told at 2am by AdorkaGabe

Alec can’t stand it. He has to get out. The roof isn’t far enough. He goes to Highland Park in Brooklyn and meets an interesting confidant in a glittery Warlock.

(Or what happens when Alec meets Magnus BEFORE they met at Magnus’ Loft.)

Shaky Ground, Stabilized by onihunter305

Alec had once been told that he would blow up the very ground he stood on to make things right. If that was true, why did he feel as though the ground below him was disintegrating at the same rapid pace as the relationships he once held dearly.

So He Told You About That? By @bcnedrah

Magnus’ face in 2x08 when talking with Jace about sleeping with Alec was a face of sex gone wrong.

Someone should kill the sun by MsEnny

“You know, Mags. Last night I had a kind of revelation.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I-… I know it’s late, but I realized, stupidly, that I never really told you how much I love you.”

Magnus didn’t talk anymore. He didn’t have to.

Stay Here Forever by @imawriteriwrite

A year before, they didn’t even know each other. Then there was this hookup app, and months where they thought they could be "just fuck buddies”. Things went downhill. Things went uphill.

Now, it’s been months since Magnus Bane (head of Bane Co.) and Alec Lightwood (kind of officially a lawyer) finally figured their shit out and started a healthy relationship. Now it’s Valentine’s Day and their relationship is put in danger as they compete to out romance each other.

Based on the cheesy line “I’ve caught feelings. I hear it’s contagious. We should both be quarantined in bed all day.” Literally nothing but self-indulgent fluff.

Addicted To You Valentines Day!

The Drunk Giraffe, Alec Lightwood by just_a_winchester

Drunk Alec tries to break into Magnus’s apartment.

The Kissing Booth by @hornedqueenofhell

Alec will 100% totally and completely blame this on Magnus

The Lightwood-Bane Saga by @achilleanragnor

Alec and Magnus come out by kissing each other on the ice, but the media takes it in a way they never expected.
aka
3 +1 times the media got it wrong and the one time they made sure the media understood

The people that matter by @steakandvodka

“God, you two are so in love it’s disgusting,” Jace said, breaking the short silence. He and Izzy grinned as they waited for Alec to blush and stammer his way through a denial, as Alec always did when he was confronted about his feelings for the warlock.

They were stunned into silence when all Alec did was look back at where Magnus left, smile softly, and nod in agreement.

The time Magnus Bane got drunk by @katychan666

It’s Alec’s birthday and Magnus threw him a party, at which he drank… a lot, even more than he usually has. This ends up with him turning into an emotional and over-dramatic mess.

The Trouble with Words by Obsessivecompulsivereadr

There’s just something about Magnus Bane that makes people feel safe. Cared for. Loved.

And Alec would fight for that till his last dying breath, not just for himself, but for others, too. He just never knows how to tell Magnus that because, while he loves to read, he hates words.

The trouble with words is that they always fail him, and Magnus is too important to him to lose simply because he said something stupid.

The truth, for you by @serendipitiness

He’d meant it – he still means it, and he thinks he’ll mean it forever – but Alec never wants to have to say it like that again.

(or how Alec tells Magnus he loves him the second time, the way he really wants to)

Touch Me by wordsmithraven

When Alec starts to question why Magnus so rarely initiates contact, the powerful warlock and Alec’s own siblings are put on the spot. It’s a conversation a long time coming but is Magnus ready to have it? And can Alec handle the answer he receives?

Two’s company, three’s a whole lot of Alec Lightwood eye rolls by all_stories_are_truth_and_lies

This was just all so new, Magnus and he, Alec was nervous but excited to see where it would go. How in the hell was he ever suppose to ever get some alone time with Magnus with Jace-the-constant-mood-killer-Wayland as an unwanted houseguest? The story of how Alec Lightwood tries but doesn’t always succeed in moving his and Magnus’s relationship to the next step.

‘Alexander…’ Magnus whispered, his breath hot in Alec’s ear. ‘Tell me if you want me to stop.’ Stop? If Alec wasn’t so far gone he might have actually laughed at the thought. Alec gave a quick nod of understanding before pulling Magnus’s mouth back to his, pretty sure he felt the Warlock smiling against his lips.

One-shot set post episode 2.06 Malec trying to get it on with Jace cockblocking all over the shop.

Underneath by @sfjessii

“You already know everything.” Alec whispers but Magnus is alerted instantly, his eyes open, craning his neck to get a glimpse of Alec’s face.

He stays quiet, merely squeezing Alec’s hand to try and soothe him. Alec’s sigh rips right through Magnus and he wishes he could pull him into himself to protect him from any harm.

What’s It Gonna Be by @lemonoclefox

Fairchild’s bakery is a second home to not just Magnus, but also to most of his found-family. As a pastry chef, he works long hours and takes great pride in his craft – so much so that he has little time or attention for much else. Least of all romance. After plenty of experience with heartbreak and disappointment, he has come to expect the worst from anything in that department, and the arrival of the wealthy Lightwoods in the neighborhood isn’t about to change that. Especially not when their eldest son might just be the most insufferable prick Magnus has ever met, no matter what anyone else has to say about the guy.

(aka the Pride & Prejudice/bakery AU no one asked for)

FP Jones/Andrews family /Riverdale imagines - Oh Dear Part 5

Originally posted by archiiandrews

AN: This fic has gotten such a positive reaction and I’m so glad all of you are enjoying it!

Catch up here: (Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four)

Overall Summary: You’re Archie’s old sister and you have a thing for a certain serpent

Pairing: Reader x FP Jones, Sister!Reader x Archie Andrews, Daughter!Reader x Fred Andrews

Word count: 1,956 (This chapter is a little short, sorry!)

Warnings: Well, FP is clearly older than the reader in this fic,

“You dragged me over here because you can’t find your wallet? That is what you need me for?” You laughed with disbelief, FP only shrugged his shoulders and rose his eyebrows. 

“Hey, the more people, the quicker I find it.” FP said as he continued to look around the trailer to which looked like a bomb site.

You wanted to say some snarky comment about him having any other friends but in all honesty you were happy he had called you and even thought of you when it came down to something like this. 

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Jeff Atkins Imagine (request2)

ahhhgggg, this was extremely difficult to write but I hope it’s good!

AU where Jeff didn’t die in the crash and Clay stayed with Hannah

WARNING: i’m pretty sure all of my imagines are going to mention weed in them

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“He doesn’t remember your relationship with him.” 

Those words were like an atomic bomb to you. In all of your years of life, it never crossed your mind that something this tragic would happen to you. No one expects it, you guessed. No one knew that your boyfriend of six months would get in a car crash and lose all of his memories of your relationship. Sometimes you blamed yourself. Why did you let him go on that beer run? Why didn’t you keep him at the party? Why did you let him leave drunk?

It could have been worse, you concluded. Jeff could have died, but it felt as if he did. And at first you had been in denial. You pushed passed persisting nurses and held is hand as he slept, but when he would wake up he would always just smile and say “Hi Y/N? Did you make cheerleader?”

So you stopped seeing him, because the first thing you told him on the first day of school was that you hoped that you would make cheerleader. That’s where his memory ended. He didn’t remember that the years of friendship had slowly begun to knit into something more, he didn’t know the intricate stitches of your shared secrets and nights on the roof of his car. But you could never forget because you loved him too much. Maybe that love is what sparked the hope in you, the hope that maybe in some way you could make him remember. 

It had been two weeks after the accident, fourteen days of crying yourself to sleep and finding comfort in the bottom of red solo cups and rolled joints of cannabis. A Monday to be precise, when Jeff returned to school. You were dressed your best and had your makeup done after hours of being in front of a mirror, as if you were barely meeting him for the first time. When he walked in people crowded around his figure, giving him pats on the back and passing their condolences for his lost memory.

“No, it’s cool guys! Obviously nothing worth remembering happened during that time.” He replied with a laugh, oblivious with his giant forehead scar.

People turned in your direction, where you stood at the edge of the crowd, trying your best to hold back tears. Part of you was traumatized because you were thinking of what would have happened if you had truly lost Jeff in the accident, but you couldn’t even gain comfort from him because he didn’t remember that just those months ago you had shared your first kiss together.

People dissipated like ants, scattering away while staring at you. You knew some of them were scared to make you cry, because it had happened in the last week while you were at a basketball game. The others simply didn’t care so they stayed. The majority of them were the jocks like Monty, Zach, Justin, and Bryce. 

“That’s got to burn,” Monty made a face while walking over to you. He placed his arm around you while you stared at Jeff laugh with his friends. “You know, Y/N, I’m all free, and since our little Jeffrey over there doesn’t remember a thing about your ‘relationship’ with him, it would be better if you just acted like it never even happened. You can’t get him to fall in love with again.”

You made a noise of irritation and sadness before turning around under 
Monty’s arm and pushing his chest. “Shut the fuck up, Montgomery! Fucking fascist asshole!” 

You took his arm from your shoulders and turned on your heel, storming to the red room, where you knew you would calm down. Pictures were a great hobby of yours, and it mean usually that you had to spend time with Tyler the school ‘creep’ but you didn’t mind very much. 

“Bro, what’s her problem?” Bryce asked as you stormed way, Monty shrugging his shoulders like it didn’t hurt his feelings. 

“She’s probably still pissed off because I didn’t go all the way with her Saturday at your get together. She was stoned as fuck.” The guys all laughed except for Jeff as they started to head in the other direction, talking about that night. 

It was partially true, you had made out with Monty at Bryce’s party two days ago, but you had been desperate, stoned, and drunk and in desperate need of some relief. You were stressed out and depressed, what else were you supposed to do? Find help? Shrinks were a joke in this town, you would be laughed at. He was twisting the whole story, you were the one who would not mess with him, though. 

“You coming, Atkins?” Justin asked when they were a little ways away, his eyebrows raised. All the guys looked to see that Jeff was shaking his head and scratching his head. 

“I feel like I should go after her. I mean we are really close, right?” Jeff asked them, adjusting his backpack.

“Very close,” Justin smirked. 

“What?” Jeff asked, knowing that he was missing something. 

Zach reached over and smacked Justin, a look of pity coming over his handsome face. “It’s not about if you should or not, it’s if you want to go after her, man. It’s only if you want to see if she’s okay.” 

Jeff stood there for a second as Zach watched expectantly, his fingers crossed. The other jocks rolled their eyes and took off. Jeff turned back to Zach and pointed to the way you had ran off to. 

“I want to go after her, I don’t know why.” He said with his eyebrows furrowed. 

Zach grinned and pointed to the hall as well. “You don’t need a reason. Just go.” 


You placed the picture you had just developed on the clothespin line and hung it, a picture of you and Jeff at the beach, the both of you wrapped in each other while making panicked faces and pointing at a crab. It made you smile but you heart ache, and Tyler, who was standing next to you sighed and placed a hand on your shoulder. 

“I’m sorry.” He breathed he looked down at his camera and ran his hand behind his neck. 

“Stop apologizing!” You snapped, wiping a tear from under your eye. “I’m so tired of it. I know it’s tragic and I know it’s sad and pitiful, but don’t pity me. It’s all my fault anyways. If I would not have let Jeff leave that party for that stupid beer run he would still remember us. The things we shared with each other, the kisses, the love. He would remember that he loves– loved me and he would be in here right now making out with me and telling me I’m beautiful. But instead this happened. HE DOESN’T REMEMBER, Tyler! He just thinks we’re friends, and he just thinks that even his name means nothing to me. But Jeff Atkins means everything to me.” 

Tyler put his camera down, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. You hugged him back, ignoring the small line of yellow light on the floor as you squeezed your eyes shut and cried into Tyler’s shoulder. 

“Monty was right, I can’t make him fall in love with me again.” You sighed when you were calm, simply resting your head on Tyler’s shoulder. He had been patting your back but at your words he shot back and grabbed your shoulders. 

“Y/N, are you kidding me? You and Jeff were relationship goals. I loved taking pictures of y’all and if I know one thing in this world is that you never truly forget a love like that.” 

You looked into Tyler’s eyes to see that he was excited. You slowly began to get a feeling in the pit of your stomach. Maybe you could help him remember…or if that was impossible, maybe you could make him fall in love with you again. 

“How do we do that, Tyler?” You asked, a smile growing on your lips. 

“Easy! First, we make a plan. Do you remember the things that led your relationship to grow into more than friendship?” He asked, running around the room for a pen. 

You sighed and looked back at the picture, your mind spinning into a fine silk of memories. “Every second with detail.” 

“Perfect.” 

~

The plan wasn’t easy, but one step at a time you seemed to get closer to Jeff, slowly feel a lot better about him falling back in love with you.

Step 1: Pull an all nighter with Jeff at the neighbors pool without getting caught (x) This is where you and Jeff first shared your deepest thoughts and even though you already knew what he had to say you still listened with your utmost interest and attention.

Step 2: Convince Jeff to let you do his makeup (x) this is where Jeff started to notice your beauty, or so he told you, when you were makeup less and your eyebrows were furrowed in concentration as you ‘carved out’ his eyebrows. This time Jeff was a little more compliant, pointing out colored eye shadows he wanted you to use and getting closer when you were contouring his nose (not that he needed it). 

Step 3: Have a Star Wars movie marathon (x) this is where you started to show Jeff the nerdy side in you, and you figured out he had one of his own. This is where you two first cuddled, and where you finally realized you didn’t want to spend those long hours with anyone else. This time Jeff was quiet and didn’t ask much questions about what was going on, but you did catch him staring at you a few times. Eventually you both fell asleep on each other during the last scene of the empire strikes back, which was a shorter time span than you had thought you would last. 

Step 4: Go on a mini adventure to all of the museums he loved (because, once again, that hidden nerdy side); this is where Jeff realized that you were really funny, as you kept cracking history jokes and just jokes in general. This time he told you jokes and you had a joke war, eventually getting lunch together and sharing a milkshake (cheesy, but Jeff had suggested it). (x)

Step 5: Party hard, smoke a joint together, and share your first kiss. (o) That’s where you both told each other how you felt, where you had engaged in a drunken make out session with Montgomery and he had gotten extremely jealous and nearly beat his ass for it. When you were sober he had taken you to the porch and watched you sip a cup of water before spilling his feelings out. This was the one step you were going to have the most trouble reenacting. 

Good thing in this town, there was never a weekend that someone was not throwing a party. This time it was Zach Dempsey, because his family was out of town for a family reunion and he had faked sick, so he had his whole giant house to himself. The thing was that you were extremely nervous, and the only person that had been of help lately was Tyler, who had wholeheartedly given his all trying to help you with the plan was not invited to this party. 

You were currently at your house while he sat on the floor sifting through photos of you and Jeff. “Who took these? They’re amazing.” 

“My cousin, Angela. I think you would like her. She’s a fanatic for photography.” You giggled, putting a blouse across your body. You shook your head and threw it into a rising pile. “Ugh, I have absolutely nothing to wear.” 

Tyler stopped looking at the photos and got up, shaking his jacket. “What do you mean? You have a million clothes…” You made a face at him. “Why don’t you just wear what you wore during step five the first time?” 

You turned back to the closet and pushed the remaining clothes aside, spotting the striped t-shirt dress immediately. You reached over and pulled it out, letting the smooth material run through your fingers, memories flashing. There was the click of a flash and you turned slightly, to see that Tyler was looking at his camera. He walked over and showed you the screen. 

“Look how much emotion is running through your eyes… you’re ready for this.” He said, patting your back as you looked down at the picture. 

“I am.” 

~

You flattened the dress on your body when you got out of your car, your hands slightly damp with sweat.  You had paired the dress with a pair of flats, but this time you curled your hair and put it in two buns.Your makeup was done unlike that night and you were more nervous, that was for sure. 

You finally pushed yourself to walk to Zach’s house; the music was already playing, vibrating your teeth and the smell of sweat and weed was so strong you needed to stop and take a breath. Of course it was a party after all. You made it to the front door after what felt like ages, and you took a deep breath. 

“YN!” Someone yelled behind you, and you groaned. It was Clay Jensen and he was walking to the house as well with Hannah Baker. 

You had been avoiding Clay like the plague, because he was a good friend of yours, but ever since that party where you and Jeff convinced him to stay with Hannah you couldn’t face him. You knew he was all about pity. 

“Can’t talk, Jensen!” You yelled, running into the house and immediately going towards where you knew Jeff and the others were. 

Jeff was always a careful person at parties, never letting himself go and usually occupying himself with things other than the drugs and sex. You knew he was in Zach’s game room, and where Jeff was, his followers were as well. No one liked to admit it, but Jeff was the best and most liked of the whole group of jocks and he wasn’t really like them but he hung out with them anyways because Jeff never judged. 

“HEYY!” You yelled once you entered the game room, seeing that all of the guys and a few girls were crowded around the pool table. Everyone turned. “The life of the party is here.” 

The guys clapped, whooping when you did a turn in the air, bringing out your special bag of weed from your bag. They got louder when they saw it. You laughed and walked over to the table, taking off your purse and setting it aside while you looked them over. 

“Y/N, we were wondering if you were ever going to come.” Justin spoke, his hand not so discreetly laying on Jessica’s ass. 

You rolled your eyes. “Foley I’m a cheerleader, I’m literally nearly obliged to come.” 

You walked over and stood next to Jeff, who was smiling slightly as he looked you over. 

“Now that is not true.” Zach started, placing his arm around your shoulder. “You’re a party animal.” 

“You’re so right” You grinned, shaking the bag of cannabis. Zach gave you a high five and took it from your hands. 

“Who is ready to smoke a good one and get high?” Zach yelled out, raising his hands above his head. You cheered with the others and they all went to the couches at the far right of the room, talking loudly. 

Jeff stayed behind as you went to your purse and grabbed your cell phone. “Y/N?” He asked softly. 

You turned to him and a piece of hair fell into your eyes, while you dug through your purse for a lighter now. He got closer and your breath sped up while your heartbeat increased, but on the outside you stayed casual. He reached a hand forward and removed the hair from your eyesight. “You look beautiful tonight.” 

You could feel your heart swelling in your chest, like it was the first time he said it all over again, a smile creeping onto your face. You stood up straight, getting closer and patting his chest while leaning your head up. “Thank you, Jeff. You don’t look too bad yourself.” 

Jeff rolled his eyes as you pulled your head back. “You gonna have a little fun with us tonight?” You asked him, looking over at his cup and seeing only carbonated soda. 

Jeff sighed and shook his head. “I swore off everything when I got home from the hospital. I can’t let my senses become dull anymore, I can’t risk everything for a little high. My mom and dad were scared to death for me to come tonight. They shouldn’t be. So I’m not doing anything, Y/N. I’ll just watch and make sure you don’t do anything too stupid.” 

He chuckled slightly and then touched his arm, squeezing it reassuringly. “That’s good, Jeff. I don’t know what I would do if I lost you again.” 

You had said it without thinking and your eyes widened. He made a face of question but you quickly turned on your heel and sped to the group, squeezing yourself between Zach and Monty. Zach had already rolled one joint and yanked the lighter out of your hand, taking a big hit as he sparked the end of it. You took it from Zach and tried to one up him, smoke coming out of your nostrils as you did. The girls cheered and booed Zach for being beat by a girl. You handed it to Monty and he took it with a wink your way. You rolled your eyes and leaned your head back. The smoke drifted from between your lips and your nose, the feeling of it sending you to bliss. You looked up to see that Jeff was staring at you distantly, sipping his coke. You looked away quickly and distracted yourself with the others, suddenly forgetting about the plan.

When the joint was shriveling and Justin was rolling a second you had forgotten Jeff was there at all, and your legs was in Monty’s lap as he rubbed your thighs and you two laughed like nothing bad was happening. Like the rising anger that Jeff was trying to hold back. Because the plan had done it. When the others started on the second you grabbed the butt end of the old one and sucked in whatever was left, coughing and then grabbing Monty by the shoulders, bringing your mouth to his and blowing the smoke into his open mouth. He sucked it in them let it out, licking his lips and then catching your lips with his. 

“OK, that’s enough!” You heard someone say loudly, but you kept on, kissing Monty’s mouth with force. 

Then two arms were under your arms and you were being pulled away, both you and Monty protesting. You looked back and saw that it was Jeff, and the plan came to your mind again and you smiled lazily. He shook his head at you and then glared down at Monty. 

“Don’t touch her again. Or I’ll kick your teeth in.” 

The words echoed in your head and you bit your lip. He was being much more aggressive than what you expected. Especially with his words. Monty stood up like he was going to fight Jeff, a hurt look on his face but Zach placed an arm across his shoulders, pushing him back.

Jeff lifted you so you were standing straight and wrapped his hands around you elbow, dragging you through the house and to the front door. You two passed many people who looked like they wanted to ask questions, like Clay and Hannah but Jeff did not slow down in his angry march. 

“Jeff, what’s up?” You asked with a slight squeak to your voice. 

Jeff let you go when you two were on the foot of Zach’s porch, sitting down and then patting the spot next to you. You sat down as your heart beat faster with each second. This was starting to seem familiar, even with the clouds that were surrounding your mind. 

“I mean, listen, I have no control over what you do but I really don’t like seeing you getting stoned.” Jeff said, looking away from you. 

“Just getting stoned?” You asked while your hope started to deflate like a balloon.

“Not you just getting stoned.” He sighed, turning to face you formally. “I don’t like seeing you with Monty.” 

You scooted closer without thinking and placed your hand on his shoulder, tears coming to your eyes involuntarily. “Why, Jeff?” 

He pulled you closer and placed his forehead on yours, breathing you in. “Because I remember that I love you.”

Tears spilled out of your eyes and you pulled him into a long awaited kiss, your arms wrapping around his neck and his around your waist. The plan had worked and you had Jeff back, just like you wanted. 

~~
 This took forevverr and it had such a shitty ending but thank you anon for the request! I hope you like it. (NOT EDITED)

Under The Stars

A/N: Since it’s prom season, I decided to write a little something for it. Requests are open! Enjoy. - Emily

When I had decided to go on tour with Shawn during my last week of High School, I knew that I would be missing out on that one special night that most girls dream of going to. Prom.

Before I had even left, I would always hear the other seniors talking about what dresses they’re getting, who’s doing their makeup, who’s going with who, and how they were going to rent out a fancy limo just like in the movies.

Sure I was bummed out, but it didn’t really hit me until my friend groupchat started to send me multiple photos of their dresses, asking me for opinions and thoughts. Gladly, I responded with positive and honest comments. But I realized that I didn’t want to be giving those opinions anymore, I wanted to be the one asking others about my own dress.

Well that is if I even had one. Before my decision on leaving, Shawn knew that I had my eye on this one simple, red lace dress. He would see me scrolling through online websites on my laptop, and when he saw the red dress, he said it was very nice. But to me, it was gorgeous. I knew that it would fit my body perfectly, even if I hadn’t tried it on. I just knew I would feel beautiful in it.

Shawn had a show on the day of my prom, so I at least knew my mind could be somewhere else in the show, instead of feeling all sad about prom.

I was sitting on the leather couch inside the tour bus, Shawn was doing soundcheck at the moment, and I was waiting for him to finish up. I heard footsteps run up the steps and suddenly, Geoff appeared. He plopped himself down beside me and looked over my shoulder.

I had once again found myself looking at the same red lace dress online.

“That’s cute, planning on buying it?” He said as he raised his eyebrow. I turned to him and chuckled softly as I shook my head sadly.

“Nah, I’m just looking. It’s really pretty, huh?” I then clicked out of the tab and shut my laptop down, setting it aside.

Geoff took a sip of his water bottle, leaning back with me on the couch. He turned back at me and sighed.

“So why didn’t you go to prom? Prom happens only once in your life, and you chose not to go because of a concert?”

Looking down at my hands, I twisted the ring that Shawn had gotten me for my birthday. My shoulders shrugged in response. “I don’t know to be honest. Maybe it was because I hadn’t seen Shawn in so long. I wasn’t ready to let go again.” I whispered as I took a deep breath.

Geoff only nodded and bit his lip as he thought of his response.

“I get that. You both hadn’t seen each other in months. But a few more days wouldn’t have made a difference, Y/N.”

I stayed silent and leaned forward. It was true. Geoff was always honest with me. Always. Running my fingers through my hair in frustration, I sighed loudly and looked at him once again.

“Even if I had gone, who was I gonna go with, Geoff? Hell, my so called “friends” planned on going together without me either way.  They’ve been sending me pictures of their own dresses all day long.”

Geoff’s face fell and he frowned as he pulled me into his arms. He held me close as I started to let tears run down my face. I felt his hand rub my back slowly for a few minutes.

I had let everything I was holding in, finally come out. I hadn’t talked to Shawn about it because he was already so stressed out from tour. It would have just been another problem for him. Especially because I had a choice to come on tour with him.

Slowly, I pulled away from Geoff and wiped my teary red eyes. I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear as I blushed softly, realizing I had just cried in front of Geoff for the first time.

“I’m sorry.” I whispered.

“Don’t be sorry.” Geoff frowned as he gave me another hug.

4 Hours Later

It had been a while since I had seen Geoff, after our moment on the bus, I met up with Shawn again. He had no clue what had happened, and honestly, I hope it would stay that way. I didn’t want him to worry.

“Babe, I know you just got here, but I need to go out to this store. It’s really important! Go to our hotel room, and wait for me there. Yeah?”

I frowned in confusion, “What? Shawn, your show is in like 2 hours. Where the hell are you gonna go?”

Shawn shook his head and pecked my lips softly, “Don’t worry about it. Just meet me there later. Okay? I love you.”

Pecking his lips back as well, I sighed softly once again. I made my way to the hotel, quickly dodging any questions from fans. I just wasn’t in the mood to talk at that point.

When I unlocked the door to my shared room with Shawn, I noticed the lights were on. And I remember perfectly well that we had left them off before we headed out this morning.

“What the hell…” I whispered to myself as I walked in. As I got closer to the bed, I saw red petals sprawled out across the white comforter and on the floor. There was a black box sitting on the bed with a letter on top.

I smiled softly at the petals and picked a few up and let them go again, watching them fall to the soft bed.

I then picked up the letter and opened it, unfolding the letter, I immediately recognized the handwriting. It was Shawn’s.

“Dear, Y/N

I know how much you wanted this dress. It caught your eye since the first time you found it. This is a gift for you, baby. Try it on. I’ll be waiting for you at the concert.

Love, Shawn.”

Tears brimmed my eyes just like earlier and I cupped my mouth as I set the letter down. I pulled my hand away and opened the glossy black box, which revealed the familiar lace pattern I had admired for so long.

I gently pulled it out and smiled wide as my fingers traced the patterns. I set it back down, and started to pull off my clothes. I slid it on, and just as I expected, it fit perfectly.

The fabric hugged my body and slipped on a pair of nude heels that I had packed with me incase of any special events I had to attend with Shawn.

I then picked up my makeup bag that and decided to do the look I’ve practiced many times, which came out amazing every time. I figured I could go that way to the concert anyway, so I wouldn’t have to take it all off. I finally finished off with some clear gloss on my lips.

I walked over to the full mirror in the bathroom, and smiled widely as I looked up and down at myself. After a few minutes, I figured it would be best to put the dress away so I could wear it another day, and to not get it dirty. But I was very happy how it looked. Taking one last look at myself, I made my way back to my suitcase.

Before I could take it off, there was a knock on the door. Frowning, I opened the door and Geoff appeared.

“You ready to go? The show starts in 5 minutes.” He looked at me in the dress and smiled widely. “I see Shawn took my advice.”

I raised my eyebrows in confusion but then realized the time. I hadn’t realized the time had gone by so fast already. “Wait what? I can’t go with this dress”

“Nevermind, there’s no time. Let’s go,” Geoff ignored my comment and laughed, he walked into the room and grabbed the key, my phone and my purse. He gave it to me and we made our way to the car, heading to the arena where Shawn would be performing.

By the time we got there, Shawn was already on his fourth song. I had gotten many odd looks, especially from the fans. They all whispered and took pictures of me. I frowned a bit and then remembered I was still in the dress.

Shrugging lightly, I stood backstage with Geoff. He complimented me once again on the dress, telling me he had suggested the idea to Shawn.

“What idea are you talking about?” I asked, once again confused. All of a sudden, an uproar of screams rang through the venue. I looked around wondering what had happened, I felt Geoff pull me away and he lead me to the stage.

The screams got louder and I soon met Shawn’s eyes.

“Everybody, if you didn’t already know, this is my beautiful girlfriend, Y/N. She decided to skip her prom just to be here with us on this night. But I think Y/N should still have at least one dance. Don’t you agree?” Shawn spoke into his mic as he set his guitar down, the fans screamed in response and he grabbed my hand, kissing my forehead as he lead me to the middle of the stage. He nodded over to his band and they nodded back.

I looked around with a huge smile, everyone was recording this, and flashes were going off every few seconds. Suddenly, the lights dimmed down and one center light focused on Shawn and I.

The band had started to play “Like This”, the screams died down, and I felt Shawn’s arm snake around my waist. My eyes shifted to look at his and I saw his smile, he then looked back at the crowd. He turned us around so I wouldn’t look at the crowd.

“Just look at me, baby. I’m all yours right now.” he whispered into my ear as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Shawn I don’t know what to say…you even got a tux” I giggled as I finally realized his black tux. Shawn laughed softly and shrugged.

“I know you really wanted to go to prom, babe. This is the best I could think of.”

I ran my fingers through Shawn’s hair on the back of his neck, pressing my lips against his as my eyes slowly closed.

I ignored all of the cheers that came from the fans as we kissed. Smiling, I pulled away. Shawn then leaned in once again and pecked my lips softly as we swayed softly to the beat.

“Thank you for everything, Shawn. The dress….I don’t even know how you got it. But thank you.” I whispered as I leaned my forehead against his.

Shawn stayed quiet and pulled me in closer.

I looked at all of the fans waving their flashlights side to side, and then at the moon that shined brightly in the middle.

“I love you so much Y/N. I wish you would have told me earlier. But tonight, right now, it’s you and me under the stars.” He whispered back into my ear.

Little Do You Know // Cole Sprouse

Hey girl, I was just wondering if you could possibly do a Cole Sprouse imagine where you have feelings for him but you think he likes Lili and he has feelings for you but he thinks you like KJ, and like I don’t know he gets like kinda jealous and then somehow confesses his feelings in a super fluffy way 💛💛

I’m so sorry that this doesn’t exactly show the jealousy you wanted and that I took foreverrrr to post this, it’s been a tough week for me (and I’ve only just got my Tumblr up and running again) and I’d like to apologize, but things will get better. I promise x 

Word Count: 1,280

Warnings: None

Characters: Cole Sprouse, KJ Apa, Lili Reinhart, Camila Mendes, Madelaine Petsch, Casey Cott.

“Cole!” You laughed as he threw grapes at you. Your hands were up, trying to defend yourself, but it was really no use, because the childish male in front of you would end up throwing them as soon as you took your hands away from your face. “You’re such a little kid! Stop!” Your cheeks hurt from laughing so much, but you had a huge grin on your face because of the boy sitting in front of you, who you adored so much.

“So Cole, I was wonde-“ you went to ask the recently dyed brunette a question, but were interrupted by Lili Reinhart, your co-star and one of your friends. You weren’t as close to her as you were with Camila, KJ or Cole, but you and Lili did hang out between sets sometimes and you had been to lunch with her a few times.

“(Y/N)!” You heard the familiar voice of KJ call out your name, you turned around, and in those few seconds of you turning to face KJ, you saw Lili sit down next to Cole. You took a deep breath, standing up and giving KJ a hug. “Hey buddy. How has your morning been?” You asked the taller male, sitting back down. You could hear the pair talking about stuff that was meaningless to you.

“Hey, do you guys wanna go out to lunch? Camila, Casey and Madelaine are already out and they’re wondering if you guys want to tag along?” KJ asked, looking at the three of you. You nodded standing up and grabbing your bag from the seat next to you.

“We’ll meet you there. I need to talk to Cole about a few things.” Lili looked at you and KJ, smiling softly. You nodded, looking at Cole and smiling at him. “Just text me when you two are on your way,” you said to Cole, turning around and walking towards KJ’s car, starting a small conversation with him.

*Cole’s POV*

“Why have you not asked her out yet!” Lili exclaims once you and KJ were out of sight, looking at Cole with a wild look in her eyes. She had always loved the idea of you and Cole together, ever since you had started on the show. Cole took a deep breath, shaking his head.

“I’m convinced KJ likes her, and he’s her age, Lili! He’s 19. She’s 19. I’m 24! That’s a 5, almost 6 year age gap. I’m not sure if she like’s that or not.” Cole sighed, turning his phone on and looking at the time, but not before looking at the lock screen, which was a picture of you and him together at your birthday dinner (which had just recently passed. So you had just turned 19. He was turning 25 soon.) He smiled, shaking his head and looking at Lili. “Shall we go get lunch now, with our darling friends, Betty?” He grinned, standing up and slinging his camera bag over his shoulder. Lili laughed, standing up also and nodding. “Of course, my dear Jughead.”

“(Y/N)!” KJ exclaimed, making you, finally, pay attention to him. You looked over at the dyed ginger, giving him an apologetic smile. “Sorry. Lost in my thoughts once again. What were you saying?” You asked, biting on your thumb nail and taking a deep breath. Music from your ‘its so extra’ playlist (it’s an actual thing, guys. Follow it on Spotify @brandenisonn) was playing in the background.

“I was saying, why have you not made a move on Cole yet? You two are so alike, and you are both so happy when you’re with each other. Like, I’m surprised you two aren’t married yet.” KJ laughs, making you blush. You ran your fingers through your hair and took a deep breath. Once you two had made it to the restaurant where you and the cast members would be hanging out, you grabbed your black bomber jacket. Your hands were in the pockets as you walked next to KJ, thanking him when he opened the door and let you walk through first. He muttered something under his breath about losers going first or something like that, but you just laughed, slapping him on the arm.

“Hello, my amazing friends. I missed you all so much, even though just yesterday I was crashing a car with all of you in it!” You greeted your cast members, referring to the last episode you had just previously filmed. You sat down in the booth, next to Camila and taking a sip from her water she had on front of her.

You had all ordered food, and Cole and Lili had joined you, so you were all squished into a booth. All 7 of you. KJ, you and Cole were all in one side of the booth, and Casey, Madelaine, Lili and Camilla were all squished into the other side. You were all eating, stealing each other’s food and laughing.

It had been a pretty long day, so Cole had invited him to your apartment, suggesting that you two could play video games and just eat a bunch of junk food, or binge watch a TV Show.

“Today was amazing!” You exclaimed as you walked into Cole’s small, but decently put together apartment. You placed your jacket on the coat rack that was by the front door, kicking your Converse off and walking into Cole’s kitchen, opening the fridge. “Did you want a soda, Cole!?” You called out, hearing the familiar beep from the PS4 and the start-up sound, followed by a ‘yes please!’

You walked into the living room, placing the two bottles of soda on the coffee table and falling onto the couch, pulling the throw blanket over your legs and watching Cole set the surround sound speakers up. “I’ve never actually used these before.” He laughs a little, untangling some of the wires.

“I’ll be on Instagram; photographing your process.” You laughed, opening your Instagram and seeing you were tagged in a few photos. You saw they were posted by your cast mates, making you let a breath out and open them. The first one was posted by Lili, surprisingly. It was before she had approached you, and you were trying to avoid the grapes being thrown at you by the dark haired beauty that had a huge grin across his face. You scroll down to the next one, which was posted by Camila. It was when the two of you were squished next to each other in the booth. You could tell KJ had been cropped out, but you could just see his hand reaching across to grab the salt. You laughed, the photo being another happy photo of you two. You smiled, quickly turning off your phone when Cole sat down next to you, handing you the controller. “Pick a movie.”

You had fallen asleep long before the movie had finished, your head resting on Cole’s thigh, his arm resting over your side. Cole looked down at you, biting his lip as he started to speak. “I know I don’t show it. And I know you’ll probably never know. You might, but you also might not. I love you so much, I don’t like Lili, I don’t like Madelaine, I don’t like Camila, I like you. I want you to be mine, but I know you probably will never like me in that way. You always tell me I’m your best friend, and it kills me. But I love you so much and I hope that one day, you’ll share these feelings too.”

But little did he know, that you had heard the whole thing, and you loved him too.

Requests are opened! Please follow and love me, I will love you all back xo.

Would Never Call It Love | Finale

After many many many weeks of me being gone, I’ve finally gotten the courage to write the finale of a story that I’ve had so much fun writing, and have had so much fun seeing you guys reactions to it. This story is now my most popular with the most notes I’ve ever gotten on a post, and I can’t thank you guys enough for always pushing me to be a better writer. Sad to end this one, but I have ideas in store for a new story, can’t wait to share it with you guys hopefully soon :-). Enjoy.

(not my photo)

Previous parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6 


This day had to come. This day was bound to creep on us sooner. This day may not seem huge to some people, but it’s huge to me. 

The last show of their first leg of the tour. Also known as, the day I’ve decided to go back home to my lonely, small, quiet home…all by myself.

When did I decide this? Probably about 5 hours ago at 7 am when I impulsively bought a plane ticket, while at breakfast with Luke, Ashton, and Arzaylea. While the couple talked throughout breakfast, Ashton kept nudging me and bugging me about what had me so fixated on my small screen, but he leaned over a little far at one point and gave an annoyed sigh before throwing his share for his own food and walked out of the eatery. Luke and Arzaylea still haven’t figured it out.

Now here I am, packing my things, the memories of the last couple of weeks with the boys coming down on me. I picked up a black and white stripped shirt that I wore the day of their 3rd concert, the one where Michael spilled a little too much water on me backstage after the show, and my bra peeked through; of course he didn’t seem to mind though. I then started placing the different colored bracelets Ashton gave me within the second week of tour inside a little pouch in my suitcase. They made me smile because they matched his, so I’d always have a little part of him.

Then it got to my lingerie and undergarments, many of which I wore when Calum was over. I held back tears, my throat becoming itchy, as I packed them deeply away underneath anything else I could. 

I heard a knock at my door, and saw Ash standing there, leaning against the door still looking displeased.

“You know they’re asking about what happened at breakfast right?” 

I only rolled my eyes. “Why am I not surprised.”

“I’m not telling them, you are.” He strode toward my suitcase and began taking out the nicely folded clothes and even took things out of the pouches. The room went silent when he saw the colorful bracelets, and even the same bra from that night when everything took a turn for the worst. He bent down and studied them both, the memories hitting him hard as well.

“After all these weeks, you still have these bracelets?” He questioned quietly. I only gave him a nod. “And this…I remember this little number…everything felt so right that night.” He smiled sadly at the moment that practically changed everything; the friendship, the relationship, his ability to forgive himself for one mistake.

“Well, at least for one person it did.” He threw it back down next to the bracelets and began striding out of the room. I took two big steps before pulling him by the cuff of his sleeve, stopping him.

“Don’t do that to me. You don’t get to be mad at me for the decision I’m making. So what if I’m leaving? So what if I don’t want to be here anymore? It is not my fault that because of my stupid mistakes I don’t want to be in a place where I am not welcome anymore Ashton. Sorry that you don’t have a choice. You’re a part of this band, these are your best friends and even though you’re having a fight with one of them doesn’t mean you can take it out on me because you can’t run away from it like I’m doing.”

“You’re being selfish. You’re thinking of only yourself. Which is exactly what Calum said the other night when you tried talking to him right?” Slap. Instantly my hand landed on his right cheek, making it head and hair whip to the side and cover his face. My breathing was heavier and louder, the feeling of my cheeks getting red growing. He turned his head back slowly, his eyes like dagger stabbing into my skin. I could just the anger dripping off of him.

“Y/N look…” he tried to sound sympathetic, but I only held up my finger and pointed it at the door.

“Just get out.” He knew he was defeated, and that he hit a spot in me that stung. Before I shut the door on him, he turned back slightly and whispered, “Just call me when you get there, please. I need to know that you’ll be safe.” I hummed in response, and shut the door, leaning my back against it. 


Hiding my suitcase backstage behind a bunch of curtains was surprisingly easy. It was easy access, and since I would be leaving 15 minutes before the end of the guys show, nobody would really know that I had left. The only person I’d truly have to say goodbye to is Ashton since he was the only one that knew, or so I thought.

Arzaylea caught me at the snack table and tugged on my jacket, getting as far away from the boys as possible. I gave her a confused look, waiting for her to tell me what was going on since she looked so worried.

“Arz, w-what’s going on-”

“I bugged Ashton for hours about what went wrong this morning, and he finally told me.” She crossed her arms staring me down, while I was looked down messing with my fingers.

“Look, please don’t be upset with me-”

“Oh, you think I’m just upset. That’s rich. I’m more than upset with you Y/N. You’ve become like a sister to me, I thought you were stronger and had more integrity than you’re showing right now. You’re letting a stupid boy get in the way of you living your best life. You think you’ve fucked up? You think I haven’t fucked up either! This-this is all just so disappointing.”

“You have to understand that I’m miserable here now. There’s never a day that goes by anymore that I don’t blame myself for how things have laid out the past couple of weeks. I’ve only made things worst since being here, when I wasn’t even suppose to be in the first place!” I felt the water prickle in my eyes, but clenched my fists to help make it go away.

“If you’re mad because you feel like once I’m gone you feel like we’ll never see or talk to me again, then I can make a promise that that won’t happen.” She only scuffed, but in an amusing way.

“That’s partly why.” She pushed my shoulder playfully as we both smiled at each other.

“I’ll still text you, facetime you and call you. Just because Calum and I can’t get along great doesn’t mean I have to give up some of the best people in my life. I just have to…give him some space. It’s for the best.” I peeked over her shoulder slightly to see Calum biting into a green apple, water bottle in his other hand. I couldn’t help but shutter at the veins popping out of his neck and how defined his jawline got when it jutted out to eat the piece of the apple. It’s the simple things Calum did that got under my skin.

Arzaylea pulled me into a tight hug then pulled back to smile at me, and proceeded to do what most girls do with their best friends, take a snapchat. She pulled up a funny filter to get me to calm down and smile, but after the picture was taken, something slimy and runny was piled on top of my head.

Arzaylea and I jumped back from each other as some of it did get on her too, then we turned around to find Nia with a smirk holding the big plate that was dead center of the snack table that was labeled “Spaghetti.” The crew and everyone stopped doing whatever they were doing, and watched to find out what was going to happen next.

“Nia what the fuck!” Arz yelled, wiping off the bits of tomato sauce that was now on her clothes and hair.

“She deserved it.” She came up close to my face, trying to intimidate me however I held my ground and stared her right back down.

“That’s for making Calum break up with me.” She chuckled. “You think he’d really eventually end up falling for you? Oh girl, you’ve got it so wrong. He told me all the awful things you’ve done to him, but don’t worry, I fucked all the bad feelings out of him.” Before I could hear another word, I pushed past her walking fast toward the curtain where my suitcase was located. Sure, I’d have to wait in the airport for almost 2 hours, but I couldn’t stand to be in anybody’s presence anymore. I felt an arm tug me around, and the same husky voice from before rang through my ears.

“Y/N what are you doing, you can’t leave now!” He yelled in my face.

“Ashton! Stop trying to make my decisions for me. You may love me but you don’t know what’s best for me.” His grip instantly loosened and I took the chance to take my arm from his hand. “Now let me go.” And grab my suitcase hoisting it up from the ground and running toward the back exit.

I didn’t see it, but I left Calum standing there with his food now sprawled across the floor at his feet, a dumbfounded look on his face, and for the first time in a while, an aching heart. 


Calum’s POV

The last show of this first leg of the tour was thrilling and exciting, but once my body left that crowd of energy and happiness, reality snapped back into me, and all my confusion and frustration came out of me when I chucked my water bottle at the nearest wall, and it exploded everywhere. Michael’s soft voice could be heard right behind me, telling me to calm down and to not take my anger out so aggressively like that because who knows, I could’ve hit a person instead. 

“Look, I know MIkey, I’m sorry…I just-I’m so confused right now.” We both plopped down on the couch in our dressing room, my hands coming up to my face.

“What did Ashton mean by ‘you can’t leave now’ when he was talking to Y/N? And what was in her hands when she was running away…”

“She left.”

My hands came down from my face, hoping and praying I’d see a laughing MIchael after that statement. It just couldn’t be true. But after a few seconds had passed, he continued to nod his head, as if he was still trying to make the situation seem real.

“She left Cal. She went back home tonight. Ashton told me before we went on stage tonight. He couldn’t tell you because he knew it would only distract you more. He just doesn’t want to keep making you mad mate, he cares for you so much even after everything.” His hand came up to my shoulder giving it a friendly squeeze. My chest sank lower in my chest trying to piece together just how bad everything had gotten, my life outside of the lights and music, was falling into shambles.

“I need to go make up with him first.” Michael smiled and agreed, both of us quickly grabbing our stuff before heading out. He informed me that Ashton had drove straight to the hotel we were staying at right after the show ended, and that Luke and Arzaylea were spending some time together tonight out and about. We headed straight after to him to patch things up. Even though that was the first thing on my mind, I was secretly hoping Y/N just might be there.


We raced up to the elevator and impatiently waiting until it reached our floor, only to find Ashton just closing his door as if he was leaving. I ran up to him and tackled him in a big hug, his weight leaning against mine to stop us from falling. I was holding him so tight the indents in my arms were showing through, and my hand veins were popping out. 

“Ash, ash I’m so sorry for everything dude. You come before anyone else and I shouldn’t have blamed you for everything happening.” We pulled away and he smiled so big his famous dimples showed, and the crinkles near my eyes accompanied my own smile.

“Cashton, always man.” And we did one of those bro handshakes, Michael leaning against the hallway wall watching this beautiful moment unfold. My eyes slowly drooped after things quieted down. Ashton could read my mind, and his arms reached out to gently rub my shoulders.

“So, she’s really gone?”

“I just got off the phone with her. I raced back here to see if she’d still be here but, no luck.” I shook my head in disbelief, disappointed in myself for being as stubborn as I was and almost losing my best friend, along with the girl of my dreams. “Her plane should be taking off soon, I’d say text her Cal. She needs to hear from you that you at least don’t hate her.”

“But that’s the point. I don’t hate her at all, I feel so strongly for her, more than I ever thought I could for someone…” Michael came behind me and leaned his head on me sighing. The weight of her gone now upon all of us. The atmosphere seemed different, the vibe between all of us was still off, as if the Earth was off its axis and everything seemed…wrong. 

“Why don’t we get some rest now guys, we’ve worked hard these past couple of weeks. Let’s enjoy these next few days before our next leg? Am I right?” We all agreed and they decided to walk with me to my room and stay the night, just so we knew that we were all there for each other if one of us needed something throughout the night.

As we entered the room, I walked in first to see a familiar jet black sleek suitcase sitting next to the door. My eyes widened and I looked up to see Ashton holding back a small grin, jutting out his chin, telling me to go see what I was already thinking. My legs quickly carried me past the small curve of the room into the bedroom, seeing a small Y/N sitting crossed legged on my bed in the first t-shirt I ever gave her to keep when I wasn’t around her, my Maine t-shirt.

She stood up upon hearing my loud strides and the shirt fell to just above her privates, her hair disheveled and her makeup slightly streaky, like she had been crying.

“Calum…” her voice croaked. I looked back at the boys, watching them in awe as Michael’s face lit up at the sight of her, Ashton looking proud. And they both walked slowly out of the room, leaving us alone.

“They told me you left…” I said in disbelief.

“I couldn’t…I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t get on that plane and fly away from you, not without fixing things first.” She walked closer to me timidly. I had to bring her closer, so I pulled her in by her waist, wrapping my large hand around the back of her head and placing it underneath my chin, my other hand tightly wrapped around her waist. My breathing became heavy, my heart beat racing, my head filling up with euphoric memories.

“You’re-you’re heart is beating so fast Cal…”

“It’s because it’s happy to be close to you again.” She pulled away to look up at me, her eyes glossy once again, a happy yet sad look in her eyes, as if she didn’t know how to feel in his moment.

“Y/N I am so sorry for never letting you have a chance at explaining things to me, or never giving you a chance to speak and finish your sentences. And I’m sorry that it took me so long to realize it and that it took you almost leaving for me to realize that I never stopped feeling for you. But I promise if you stay, right here, with me, you won’t ever have to go through something like this again. We could have the love we’ve always wanted.” I pleaded. Without hesitation she reached up and brought my face to meet hers, her lips lightly pressing the softest kiss we’d ever shared. I couldn’t help but deepen it, feeling her smaller frame pushed up against mine again. We rested our foreheads against one another as she brought her hands to rest on my chest, lightly rubbing her thumbs over the material.

“I wouldn’t have ever called this love before.” Gesturing to the past complicated relationship we had.

“What about right now?”

“It’s the only word I can use to describe it.”


YAY IT’S FINISHED. I was going to add smut but this alone took me 3 hours so I’m extremely tired you guys ;( request smut though if you want it! Again, thank you so much on the love for this story! I put up a ‘would you rather’ post so if you could, please look at it and tell me which story you’d like to write next. Btw GGMOW will be up soon as well!

Meddling

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

“PETER! OPEN THE HELL UP!”

Steve and Tony looked at each other and tried not to smile at the sound of a frantic Wade yelling for his boyfriend.

Ugh. Wade. Peter could do so much better. Peter is an honor student, he’s top of his class, he has a bright future full of opportunity, and he’s Tony’s son, dammit. And Tony doesn’t want his beautiful, perfect child in a relationship with a mercenary. Is that so wrong? Wouldn’t Peter rather date someone with more potential? A doctor maybe? No matter, we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. As of now, Tony is just going to watch as his brilliant plan folds out.

Steve answers the door and narrowly misses getting punched in the face by Wade’s aggressive knocking.

“Oh, hi, Wade, it’s nice to see you today,” Steve feigned innocence, “Peter is in his room. Can I get you a snack or something to drink?”

“I’m good, Mr. Captain. Thanks.”, Wade grumbled as he walked past Steve and straight into Peter’s room, slamming the door behind him.

Steve and Tony froze and looked at each other in anticipation then scrambled to press an ear to Peter’s door when they heard muffled yelling.

“I don’t even know what you’re talking about, baby!”, Peter yelled back, sounding confused and exasperated.

“Oh, don’t ‘baby’ me! You know EXACTLY what I’m talking about! HASHTAG SINGLE?!?! THAT’S how you’re gonna break up with me?!”

“Wade, I haven’t even posted in, like, a week. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“OH! SO YOU’RE TELLING ME. YOU DIDN’T POST THIS FUCKBOY MIRROR SELFIE. AND YOU DIDN’T CAPTION IT WITH A ‘HMU’ ‘EGGPLANT EMOJI’ ‘HASH.TAG. SINGLE.’”

“NO, BABY, I DON’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THAT POST, I PROMISE-“

“GO TO HELL, PETER! WE’RE THROUGH.”

Steve and Tony ran across the room and tried to look like they’ve been busy in the kitchen this whole time as Wade stormed out of Peter’s room and out of the tower. They decided to wait a few minutes before checking on Peter. So far, everything has gone according to plan and Tony is very happy about it.

After about 5 minutes, Steve gently knocked on Peter’s door,

“Hey hun, can I come in?”

Steve opened the door upon hearing Peter’s automatic lock slide open and found him curled up on the bed, furiously wiping his eyes. Steve smiled sympathetically and sat down on the edge of the bed,

“Hey, big guy. What happened?”

Peter tried not to cry as he rehashed the conversation he had with Wade while Steve pretended he wasn’t listening at the door and heard every word.

“I just don’t understand,” Peter said tearfully, “I never posted that picture. That picture isn’t even of me, that’s not even our bathroom! But Wade wouldn’t listen so now the love of my life hates me.”

“That’s a little dramatic, don’t you think?”, Steve chuckled and Peter couldn’t help but crack a half smile at his dad. Steve tried his best to cheer Peter up, but he couldn’t shake the guilt he was feeling. Peter wouldn’t need cheering up if it wasn’t for him. Sure, Wade is a jackass but he’s Peter’s jackass. If Wade makes Peter happy, who is he to keep them apart? He’s gotta talk to Tony about this, Steve can’t stand lying to his son.

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“Absolutely not.”

“But Tony-“

“Steve. Honey. If we tell Peter then we’re the bad guys. Peter will never trust us again! Let him be sad for now, he’ll bounce back soon enough and it’s like it never happened. It’s for his own good.”

Steve sighed thoughtfully as Tony continued tinkering with whatever the heck he was working on at the moment.

“Look, Tony, I know how much you dislike-“

“I hate him.”

“…I know you have strong feelings towards Wade, but I can’t live with myself after what we did to Peter!”

“Wait. What?”, Steve flinched when he heard Peter behind him.

Tony shut his eyes tight and cursed under his breath before dropping his tools and turning around to face his son.

“What did you do to Peter?”, Peter asked, narrowing his eyes at his parents.

“Nobody did anything to Peter. Go to your room.”, Tony snapped.

Peter turned his attention to Steve, “Pops, what did you guys do?”

“Steve, don’t do it. Be strong.”, Tony murmured.

But contrary to popular belief, Steve was not strong. At least when it came to Peter, that is. His son could give him that look with the puppy dog eyes that say “I trusted you and you betrayed me” and it’s all over. Any willpower Steve has will just vanish.

“We. Um. We sort of… shopped? For your photo?”

“Photoshop, Steve.”, Tony said as he rubbed his temples. He loves his husband and son but man, could they give him a headache.

“Yes, photoshopped. We photoshopped your face to another person’s body. Well, Tony did. And then we… hacked?”

“Yes, Steve.”

“We ‘hacked’ into your account and posted the picture for Wade to see. Well, Tony did. And we made sure the words under the picture would make Wade mad so he you guys would get in a fight… Well, Tony did.”

“Steve. We get the picture, dammit.”

Peter looked at his feet and took a second to process this. His own parents were trying to sabotage his relationship?

“Why? Why would you guys do that?”, he asked.

“We’re really sorry sweetheart”, Steve placed a hand on the side of Peter’s face, “We thought it was for the best. I think now we see that we were wrong, don’t we Tony?”

“Hm? Oh. Uh… yeah. Totally wrong. Won’t try this again anytime soon.”

“You mean that, Dad?”, Peter asked Tony.

“…Sure.”

Peter smirked. He had his Dad in a box right now and they both knew it. He might as well take advantage of this opportunity and embarrass him.

“Then would you mind calling Wade for me and explaining all of this to him? I’d like my boyfriend back.”

~request a prompt~

Memories

Imagine: Dean who has no memories left, meets the reader (his wife) and falls in love with her all over again .

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Wife!Reader,
Sam Winchester x Reader (friendship/brother relationship), Rowena mentioned

Words: 500+ (this is so short omg)

A/N: There’s a lot coming, but right now I have a lot work because of school (it sucks), and I am so unbelievably sorry that you all have to wait ✨

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Wonwoo As A Father

Originally posted by yixseok

AHHHH!!!! You’re S. Coups as a father was so good and I may have fangirled a little too much over it lol. I don’t know if you a have a certain order, but can you do Wonwoo next if all possible. And maybe make him have a little girl

  • Wonwoo is everyone’s bias wrecker
  • Like even if he isn’t he still is so lets see how far I can get without fangirling
  • Wonwoo is another member I can really see having daddy instincts almost instantly when being a father
  • He would be so nervous though and have doubts about being good enough
  • He would be so oblivious to your hints while trying to tell him you were pregnant
  • When you had found out that you were two months pregnant from skipping a period
  • You were kind of scared of the reaction Wonwoo would give you seeing that the two of you aren’t even married yet
  • Heck with it you weren’t even engaged
  • He was just your 6ft dorky book loving boyfriend
  • You were pretty sure that both you and him were not even 5% ready to have a baby together
  • You knew you had to tell him though
  • You can’t keep a swollen belly hidden away from your boyfriend forever
  • So you tried slipping the idea of children smoothly into conversations
  • “You know Wonwoo, those kids at the park were really cute. Ours would be cuter though”
  • “That couple has a cute little baby. I’m pretty sure we could make a baby that cute too”
  • “These baby commercials really have me thinking, catch my drift?”
  • Wonwoo would be so goddamn dense about it though and you couldn’t seem to get the idea of having a baby stuck in his head
  • So you turned to the one resource you knew your boyfriend would never miss
  • books
  • You managed to take the picture of your ultrasound and fold it up in his novel that he was currently reading
  • One night before bed when you were cuddled up under the covers next to your boyfriend, he decided to catch up on that one very special novel
  • It took a couple minutes until he flipped to the page you marked with the ultrasound picture
  • Wonwoo took out the photo and looked at it with a confused face
  • “[y/n] do you know why there is a picture of a baby in my book? And why does it have your name on it??”
  • “Because it’s mine” you would reply
  • Wonwoo would look at you and laugh thinking that you were joking
  • He would stop immediately though once he found out that you were dead serious
  • Then he would turn even whiter than his whitewashed photos
  • “you’re not joking”
  • You would just nod your head slowly and bit your lips in fear of his response
  • Wonwoo would stay silent for a couple of moments before breaking out in a small grin
  • “do you think it’ll be a little girl? I’ve always wanted a little girl”
  • Just his few words would be enough to reassure you that this was going to be a great experience
  • especially now since you have your boyfriend’s full support over the pregnancy
  • Wonwoo would be so caring throughout the entire thing
  • He would be that man to always make sure he held the doors for you
  • Even in your own apartment where the doors didn’t really need to be held for you to get to room to room
  • He would reassure you that he would cook dinner for the next 7 months of your pregnancy
  • You would be skeptical but wouldn’t complain because you loved the fact that Wonwoo was going all out to pamper you during these next few months
  • He would absolutely fail miserably at cooking for you and you would end up fixing his mistakes
  • He somehow managed to burn water (which i may or may not have done before so don’t judge)
  • In the end you really did give him credit because he tried so hard to make a good meal for you and he would get so upset when it wouldn’t turn out right
  • Telling the boys would be an interesting experience
  • Like all they would do is shower the poor man with questions and tease him for the rest of his life
  • “hyung, boys are the one’s with penises right?”
  • “i s2g kim mingyu you’re such a headass”
  • Although Mingyu seemed to act naive to the entire thought of his best friend having a baby
  • He actually was pretty helpful
  • He offered to do the shopping for the two of you
  • He would walk your dog
  • He would water your plants (only to get smacked by Wonwoo because he over watered and killed your cactus)
  • But overall he was a great help
  • Wonwoo would be so giddy when it came to his first viewing of the ultrasound
  • It was your six month checkup and he was beyond excited to finally find out the gender of your baby
  • He would hold your hand throughout the entire process and watch closely as the doctor explained to you guys about the different parts visible on the screen
  • The doctor would then smiled and point to the lower half of the baby and talk to the two of you in a calm tone
  • “it looks like the two of you are going to have a healthy little girl”
  • Wonwoo would cry on the spot because having a baby girl was what he really wanted ever since he found out you were pregnant
  • “Wonwoo, are you okay? you sound like a dying whale”
  • “i’m not crying a spec just flew into my eye”
  • he would say as showers of tears poured down his face
  • This oaf would be so happy about the entire thing for weeks
  • It’s all he would talk about to the boys and even to random strangers on the street
  • “Hey, did you know that the gender of my baby is going to be a-”
  • “A girl, we know wonwoo”
  • “Are you guys psychic or something?”
  • Wonwoo would be so obsessed with shopping for your little girl
  • Like he would be spoiling her even before she was born
  • Her entire nursery would be pastel colors
  • He’d buy her every single plushie he would see
  • There would always be a moment when the two of you were shopping that you needed to pull your boyfriend to the side and tell him that you’re little girl already has enough
  • Of course he would never listen and still end up buying the whole store
  • The first time you felt the baby kick was during one of Seventeen’s practices
  • And of course you ended up disrupting the entire thing
  • Not that you tried
  • When the baby kicked it took you by shock because you weren’t expecting it and you didn’t realize what was happening until it happened so you were like
  • “o h”
  • Wonwoo heard you and thought that something bad happened so he would scream for the music to stop and quickly run over to you to see if you were okay
  • The boys would follow him quickly because you were like family to them and they were worried also
  • “give me your hand”
  • “why??? what’s wrong”
  • You would take his giant hand and place it onto your round belly
  • It would take a couple of seconds until the baby kicked agian and wonwoo was like
  • :O
  • He would scream loudly and turn to his members and motion for them to place their hands on your belly too
  • And that’s basically how you ended up with 13 hands on your pregnant belly
  • All the boys would be so giddy about it and would start screaming about how excited they were to complete this milestone with you
  • This wasn’t exactly how you expected the first kick to go but honestly it was better than you thought
  • Everything since then seemed to run pretty smoothly
  • The only thing that really bothered you were the constant contractions and morning sicknesses
  • The doctor told you that it was normal though because the baby was so close to it’s due date
  • You and Wonwoo were both nervous and excited because you’ve been waiting for this moment for the past 9 months
  • Wonwoo started having his last minute “i’m not good enough” doubts about being a father
  • You did everything to reassure him that it would be perfect though
  • And finally the day came
  • Your contractions were being extra painful that day and Wonwoo was too afraid to leave you all on your own so he decided to take you to work with him where you laid down on a sofa in jihoon’s studio
  • You were about to fall asleep when you felt a sharp pain run through your abdomen followed by trickling liquid
  • You were like “oh shit” and stood up to go find Wonwoo
  • But the second you stood up you screamed out in pain
  • Lucky for you Jihoon was headed back to his studio to grab one of their newest tracks and heard your scream
  • He immediately ran to your side and judge by the way you were struggling to stand he knew exactly what was happening
  • He allowed you to hold onto him as he led you to the practice room where your boyfriend was
  • Right as you walked through the door, you made eye contact with Wonwoo
  • Wonwoo asked you what was wrong and Jihoon gave him a dead face
  • “dude she’s going into labor, can’t you tell??”
  • Wonwoo’s eyes popped out of his head as he went to dial for an ambulance but luckily Seungcheol stopped him and told him to just have someone drive you to the hospital instead
  • So Wonwoo grabbed a staff member and had them run the two of you to the hospital
  • You didn’t really remeber most of the trip because the pain was too much for you to handle at the time so you ended up passing out on the way there
  • The nurse woke you up in time to tell you that it was time to push
  • And damn was that quite the wake up call
  • Wonwoo helped you push pretty well and he managed to stay calm and collected through the entire thing
  • He knew that if he stressed you out that wouldn’t be good so he tried to stay strong
  • But really he was dying on the inside
  • And finally loud cries were heard
  • And no, it wasn’t from that baby
  • It was from your dorky boyfriend who had a giant grin on his face and broke down at the sight of your little girl being held in the arms of the nurse
  • “she’s here! she’s really here [y/n]!”
  • You couldn’t help but smile at your boyfriend as he continued to fuss over how happy he was
  • The nurse soon got the baby cleaned off and handed it to your boyfriend to give to you
  • But he didn’t want to let go
  • You couldn’t blame him though
  • He looked so mezmerized by the small girl and his eyes were so glossy with delight at the sight of her in his arms
  • He couldn’t process how something so tiny could mean so much to him
  • After a couple of days it was finally time to take her home
  • Of course Wonwoo took up the role of becoming her tour guide
  • He would walk around the house with your little girl in his arms and show her around and introduce her to all your plants
  • “these are the marigolds, these are the daisies, and this is the cactus that uncle mingyu killed so he is not allowed to come around the house until your much older because the same thing might happen to you too”
  • She would start at him with her big brown eyes as if she were listening to every word he was saying
  • This is how you knew that your little girl would have her daddy wrapped around her finger
  • As she grew older Wonwoo refused to miss any of her major milestones
  • Such as her first steps when she fell into his arms and he was so proud
  • Or when her first words were “woowoo” and he was melting over how cute she sounded as she tried to say his name
  • Honestly you couldn’t tell if she was trying to mimic the trains you took her to see of if she was calling out for her father’s attention
  • But you didn’t want to fight about it because it made Wonwoo so happy
  • But basically that’s how Wonwoo got his nickname from you and no matter how many times he told you to stop you were like
  • “yeah, whatever woowoo, you know you like it”
  • And he honestly didn’t mind because he loved you so much
  • Sometimes you wondered if he loved you as much as his little girl
  • But he always said he loved you both the same
  • He would be so protective over her
  • Like when the two of you needed a babysitter so you could go out for a special dinner together Mingyu offered to watch her
  • You were okay with it but Wonwoo was afraid he would kill her like he did with his precious cactus
  • You literally had to pull him out the door so he could let Mingyu do his job
  • And throughout the entire night he couldn’t stop worrying about his little girl
  • “if you were so worried about leaving her alone why did you ask me for dinner tonight?”
  • “because i had important business to take care of with you but i didn’t think you would call the worst possible person to babysit”
  • And because he was so worried he would completely rush through the night and almost forgot that he was planning to propose to you so before you guys left he restaurant he shoved a black box into your hands and you were like
  • “lol okay”
  • So that’s basically how you got engaged which is another story
  • And when you got home you told him that there really wasn’t anything to worry because of the sight you walked into
  • Mingyu was laid across your sofa with your little toddler craddled into his chest
  • Wonwoo walked over to the two of them and placed a blanket over top of them and pouted the entire way back to you
  • “he’s gonna take her away from me”
  • “shut up dork, no he’s not”
  • The wasn’t the last time he got jealous over Mingyu’s relationship with your daughter
  • There was also the time they had a tea party and your daughter declared Mingyu her new boyfriend
  • And it was like that way for 3 years until Minghao’s son strutted into your daughter’s life and was like
  • “sup babe you got a man??”
  • And that’s how you and Minghao’s wife started fangirling about how cute your kids would be with each other
  • Wonwoo and Minghao on the other hand were not happy because they didn’t want their babies to have anyone in their lives so young
  • The two of them were best friends for like their entire life
  • Despite Minghao’s baby being a year younger than your daughter
  • And when they got into high school Minghao told Wonwoo that his son had a major crush on his daughter
  • And jealous Wonwoo was back
  • All that went away though when Minghao’s son came over to your place one day to ask if he could take your daughter to prom
  • He was so nervous because Wonwoo looked so intimidating
  • But Wonwoo only smirked at him and was like
  • “dude, chill. if you want to take out my daughter you can, it’s just prom right??”
  • But Wonwoo was wrong because prom actually made their relationship turn into more and before you knew it your daughter had a boyfriend
  • You were honestly just glad that your daughter was with someone that you could trust to not hurt her
  • But Wonwoo had a hard time processing it
  • He did get over it after a while and realized that his daughter was really happy with baby hao
  • God he was such a mess when it came to her graduation
  • He was the one dad who took way too many pictures
  • But he also came up with the cute couple ideas for graduation pics for both his daughter and Minghao’s son
  • The two of them ended up going to the same college and Wonwoo was kind of relaxed because at least his daughter had someone to look after her while she was away
  • Fast forward a couple years
  • MInghao and your daughter were in their last year of college
  • Your daughter had actually just gotten excepted into medical school while Minghao’s son got excepted into veterinary school
  • So Minghao’s son showed up at your door one day during break and asked if he could take Wonwoo out
  • Of course Wonwoo hesitated before he agreed because it was his daughter’s boyfriend and it could do him some good to get to know her
  • He may have also been forced out by his wife
  • Baby hao was so nervous though like he kept shaking and was causing Wonwoo some stress
  • It wasn’t until he spilled juice all over Wonwoo’s pants that Wonwoo finally broke
  • “dude, are you okay”
  • Hao’s son was shocked that Wonwoo seemed so chill about it all so he decided to come clear about why he took Wonwoo out
  • “I want to marry your little girl”
  • Wonwoo was speechless and soon broke out into a small smile
  • “you’re okay kid, you can marry her if you want”
  • And that was how the two of them bonded
  • Wonwoo even helped baby hao plan his proposal
  • And a couple years later they ended up getting married
  • His daughter was so nervous the day of but Wonwoo helped calm her nerves
  • And the look he gave when he was his baby girl in her wedding gown made him cry
  • Like she was so beautiful
  • It was the same reaction he gave his wife as she walked down the aisle so many years back
  • Wonwoo’s little girl was finally grown up and he couldn’t be prouder of his family
  • Even though he gave his little girl away to another man, he still had his loving wife by his side to reassure him that everything was okay
  • He was okay
Victor never meant to retire

It’s been a little over a month since episode 12 of Yuri!!! On Ice aired and every time I rewatch the whole series, I find new things worth talking about. I know many people in the YOI fandom were upset because they considered that Victor making a comeback to competitive figure skating was against the narrative. However, I think the series was heading that way since the very beginning. Victor never wanted to retire, and those who think that way completely misunderstood Victor’s character. I’m sure this is going to get really long, so I’ll put it under the cut.

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late night kiss pt. 5

A/N: Well. This took forever, and I deeply apologize. But, man, those trailers got me so pumped and cured me of my writer’s block. So here it is! Finally! Part 5!

Summary: You debate with yourself over whether or not Spider-Man is really Peter Parker.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

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It had to be Peter.

You had sat in shocked silence, blinking at the Brooklyn Bridge above you. Though you couldn’t see anything that was going on since it was too far away, you could still hear the sounds of an ongoing fight, people’s screams echoing in the air. After a few minutes of simply watching, your mind a complete blank, you decided to start making your way home since it was going to take you a while.

On the way, you’d thought about your revelation and validated your own suspicions with small details that you hadn’t noticed in your haze to uncover Spider-Man’s secret identity.

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Preference: You Get Brought Up During An Interview

Summary: basically what the title says lol

Warnings: Some swearing!
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Ashton: The breakup hadn’t gone well. Everyone knew that, even the fans. Both Ashton and you stopped following each other on all social media and all posts made about each other were deleted. It was like (Y/N) and Ashton had never happened. Of course, looking at Ashton, anyone could see that something had happened that had ruined his entire world. Hell, you had been his entire world for almost a year before walking away. Ashton made it very clear to his fans, friends, and family that he didn’t want to talk about you. So when Barbara Walters asked, “Who’s single?”, everyone was shocked. Ashton raised his hand. He licked his lower lip and looked down, his face full of pain. Surely, Barbara wouldn’t ask about you. That would be too risky. All four boys seemed to hold their breath when she did ask, “Ashton, you just broke up with a girl, correct?” Ashton swallows hard and looks at her. Michael jumps in, determined to help his best friend. “You know, maybe we should stick to just questions about our-” He gets cut off my Ashton. “Yes, but she broke up with me. I did something really stupid and I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.” Calum pats Ashton on the shoulder lightly, but Ashton shrugs him off and looks straight into the camera. “(Y/N) was the best thing that ever could have happened to me. She treated me like a normal person and I took advantage of that.” Ashton pauses, taking a deep breath. “I went on tour and cheated on her because on one stupid drunken night. She deserves a hell of a lot better than me, and I really hope she finds that.” Ashton finishes, his eyes watering. He tries to blink the tears away, but one escapes and rolls down his cheek. But little did he know that you, the one that got away, was watching the interview and crying along with him. “I don’t want to find better, you asshole. I want you.” You say to yourself, grabbing your phone to send him a text.

Calum: “So, Calum, who’s the lovely lady you’ve been spotted with lately?” Nancy O'Dell asks, grinning as a picture of you and Calum walking down the street pops up on the screen. Calum sighs as the other guys laugh. “We’re just friends.” Calum says. “Really good friends.” Ashton says. “So good that he takes her for dinner almost every night.” Luke chimes in, grinning. Calum rolls his eyes. “Well, what’s her name?” Nancy asks. “(Y/N). We’ve been best friends for three years. That’s all.” Calum says, smiling as he thinks of you. Michael smirks. “Well, there was that one time in Vegas-” Calum slaps his shoulder, causing Michael to stop. “Fans seem to like her.” Nancy comments. Calum’s smile grows wider. “Oh yeah, they adore her. They ship us so hard.” He chuckles, thinking of the fans. “Calum wants to get with her, but she’s a little slow on figuring that out.” Ashton says. “Shut up. Just shut up.” Calum mumbles, covering his face with his hand. You laugh from your living room, watching your best friends on tv. “Tell us about her.” Nancy instructs. Calum bites his lip. “Well, okay. She’s amazing. I pretty much know everything about her.” Calum chuckles again. “She comes to every show that she can and cheers us on from backstage. When I’m down, she makes me smile. Her cooking is terrible, but she tries to cook for me once in awhile, which is nice. Her laugh is like music, but way better.” Calum tells Nancy, his smile only growing as he speaks. “See, he’s in love with her.” Luke says quietly. “That’s sweet.” Nancy says, smiling. You bite your lip. Calum knows all the bad things about you and he loves you anyway. Maybe you would have to give him a chance because come on, what could possibly go wrong?

Luke: Everyone freaked out when Luke posted the first photo of you on Twitter. He loved you immensely, but the fans weren’t so crazy about you. They didn’t hate you, but they also weren’t a fan of you. “Okay, so before the show, Luke, you said you have an announcement to make.” The interviewer says. Luke nods, coughing. “It’s about my girlfriend, (Y/N). We’re getting married.” Luke confesses. The other boys grin and clap, as the interviewer frowns. “She’s been dealing with a lot of hate lately. Are you sure marriage is the right choice?” She asks. Luke’s jaw clenches. “She’s the love of my life. Fans need to understand that. (Y/N) isn’t going anywhere. She makes me happier than I’ve ever been in my entire life. I want to spend the rest of my life with her.” He says firmly, looking annoyed at the interviewer. “How does she handle the hate?” The interviewer asks. “It used to bother her a lot more. Now, she doesn’t care what people think.” Michael pipes up, saying, “It’s crazy, she makes jokes about the hate and they’re hilarious.” The other guys laugh, nodding in agreement. “I love her. I always will.” Luke says softly, smiling.

Michael: You and Michael were nothing but fuck buddies. Everyone knew that because Michael was very open about it. At first, you both tried hiding it but when pictures kept coming out of the two of you going into hotels, there was just no point in hiding it. “So, how’s (Y/N) doing, Michael?” The interviewer asks, smirking. Michael grins, glancing over at you backstage. “She’s great. We’re great.” The interviewer chuckles, mumbling, “Guess that means the sex is great too.” Your face heats up and you look away from Michael. “Oh, hell yeah it is!” Michael says loudly. “They’re like animals.” Luke mutters, a look of disgust crossing his face. Michael chuckles. “Want some water, miss?” A guy backstage asks you. You smile. “Yes, thank you.” He grins. “Can’t have a pretty lady like yourself getting parched.” You roll your eyes but laugh as he tells you cheesy pick up lines. You glance up when the interview takes a break, seeing Michael coming towards you. “Hey! How’d it go?” You ask, but he doesn’t answer, only grabs you by the wrist and pulls you out to the hallway. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Michael snaps, his jaw clenched. “Um, what?” You ask, confused. “Flirting with that jackass while I’m doing an interview. You’re mine, did you forget that?” Michael asks, his lips attaching to your neck. You bite your lip. “I wasn’t flirting.” Michael growls a little, looking at you. You lick your lower lip and he groans. His lips meet yours in a rough, heated kiss. “You’re fucking mine, do you hear me?” He asks firmly, his fingers digging into your hips. You moan a little, nodding. “What do we have here?” The interviewer asks, leading a camera man into the hallway. Michael curses under his breath and pulls away. He follows the interviewer back inside, pausing only to look back and say, “We’re not done here.”