i really miss my friends today

ok hi friends!!! i’m going to be really embarrassed if this gets no notes, and if it does i’ll probably delete it, but i’m curious and want to know any input you guys might have!!

so basically, i miss rucas and i’ll probably always miss them so i’m trying to find ways to talk about them and still make them an integral part of my blog, because they’re still a huge love of mine and blah blah blah. but anyways, i’ve had this idea for literal months now and i want to finally try and do it. 

what i want to do is do episode by episode analysis/summaries/talking things for rucas!! i’m really thinking i might do a podcast kind of thing where i go through each episode and talk about important moments, the best moment, underrated moments, and what the episode kind of contributes to the rucas storyline as a whole. i kind of have a outline of what each podcast would consist of and i’m really excited about it. i also know that not every episode of gmw would warrant it’s own podcast, but i think i would group those ones together so i can still talk about them!!

like for example, i think world, boy and sneak attack are all important enough to get their own podcast, but father and truth have moments, but aren’t really important enough as a whole, so they would be grouped together, if you know what i mean??? 

but anyways!! the point of this long as post is i’m wondering if this is something that you guys would be interested in?? if there are people who are interested, i’ll definitely do it, because i’m excited. so let me know!! also hit me up with any ideas you might have!!! thanks fam!!! 

Instead of saying I miss you. I will drag my tired bones out of my bed and go to work. My bed has become my safety net now when I am not at work trying to make friends out of two minutes of small talk. I will tell these empty faces hello instead of telling you I miss you because it is simply so much easier to say things to strangers than to people I really care about.

I am afraid one day I will slip up and see your face in one of theirs and I will say everything I want to say to you. I will say I miss you but it’ll come out as ‘hello, how are you today?’ I will say you are the most important person I’ve ever met but that sounds remarkably like ‘how can I help you today?’ and I will say 'I’m sorry’ but it’ll sound like 'have a nice day’. Instead of saying I miss you I will write these poems and hope you will understand what I mean.


The reason I said I was going to be away from Tumblr for a few weeks is because my anxiety disorder has become so bad that I’m getting treatment for it. But I found right away that I really missed my friends here and so wanted to come back a bit if I could work out a way to do so. And then today a friend got a hateful anonymous ask and my anxiety became so bad as a result that I realized I really do need to take a break from here. I’m too vulnerable right now and there’s too much potential for drama. It doesn’t even have to be directed at me—just seeing that sort of unkindness at all, directed at anyone, is extremely distressing for me right now.

I don’t understand why people can’t just be kind to each other. It’s really not that hard, and it makes your life a lot happier. But for some bizarre reason, some people go out of their way to treat others badly.

I still welcome asks and messages from you guys who know how to play nice with others. I’m having a really rough time and miss the support I get here, but can’t handle the negative aspects. I’ll just leave my blog to the queue I set up until I’m strong enough to face the mean people of the world. Well, I don’t know if I’ve ever really been strong enough to face the mean people of the world, but I was at least able to fake it a little better in the past.

As I said before, if you see anything particularly beautiful or interesting, please do send me an ask or message so I can go look at it, though. I’ll miss getting to see all the wonderful things people in this community write and make every day. Not to mention the people who are just wonderful in and of themselves, like most of you reading this. I’m sending much love and wishing you all kindness from everyone you encounter.

popular text posts + ask memes (part two) 

❛ i don’t have time for a relationship. do you know how many books i need to read? ❜
❛ i think it’s hilarious when people tell me i’m laid back because i’ve pretty uch been screaming nonstop in my head since like fifth grade ❜
❛ coming out of my cage and i’ve been doing just… not good ❜
❛ i’m a piece of shit, but it’s fine ❜
❛ how i am supposed to have a lit summer with $4.65 ❜
❛ i’m a huge fan of space; both outer and personal ❜
❛ and to your left, you can see me, ruining everything ❜
❛ any full cast musical number can be a solo if you believe hard enough ❜
❛ kinda hungry, kinda horny, kinda tired, kinda wanna get a tattoo ❜
❛ no amount of under eye concealer can cover up how tired i am of this world ❜
❛ i’m ready for autumn, but not autumn responsibilities ❜
❛ today i’m wearing a lovely shade of i slept like shit so don’t piss me off ❜
❛ i’m not making enough boys nervous ❜
❛ i really want my last words to be ‘hey, wanna see a dead body?’ ❜
❛ don’t you hate it when money goes away when you spend it? ❜
❛ i’m always a slut for conspiracy theories ❜
❛ i wanna make a diss track about myself ❜
❛ true friendship is bullying your friends into watching the tv shows you watch ❜
❛ i’d be such a good girlfriend/boyfriend/s.o. you’re all missing out ❜
❛ sorry i was late. i can’t conceptualize time. ❜
❛ fuck what the aliens said ❜
❛ sometimes it physically pains me to hold back my sarcastic comments ❜ 
❛ if outfit repeating was a crime i would be sentenced to life without parole ❜
❛ does anyone have ten thousand dollars they don’t want? ❜
❛ i want a sugar daddy, but i know nicki minaj wants me to be independent  ❜
❛ i stress about stress before there’s even stress to stress about ❜
❛ i don’t have plans for tonight or the rest of my life if anyone wants to have a drink or get married ❜
❛ tbh sometimes you just gotta let me be dramatic because i will get over it, but let me be dramatic first. ❜
❛ painfully average looking with a great sense of humor and always down to get drunk ❜
❛ if we date, you have to hold my hand in the car. no exceptions. ❜
❛ in an unfortunate development, i am now awake ❜
❛ you’re hella bomb, hella cute, and anyone would be hella lucky to have you ❜
❛ kinda hurt, kinda offended, kinda not planning on saying anything about it ❜
❛ trying to embarrass me is so unnecessary. i do it to myself just fine. ❜
❛ if you don’t think i’m a princess then you’re 100% right. i’m the fucking queen. ❜
❛ fuck summer. i want it to be dark and misty and frigid and october. ❜
❛ lana may have fucked her way up to the top, but i am bullshitting my way up to the middle ❜
❛ i don’t want to get involved in the drama, i just wanna know 103% of the information on what happened ❜
❛ so… do you want to watch 49.7 hours of parks and recreation with me? ❜
❛ i hit rock bottom like every two weeks ❜
❛ can someone please be proud of me? like fuck, i’m trying. ❜
❛ give me a few days to overthink about it ❜
❛ can i sell my feelings on ebay? i don’t want them anymore. ❜
❛ i’m really fucking sarcastic for someone who’s about to start crying most of the time ❜
❛ when does hibernation start because i am 100% participating in that ❜
❛ don’t you hate it when you wake up and you’re awake ❜
❛ i lowkey just wanna make sure you’re happy as fuck ❜
❛ i literally have no idea what i’m gonna do if i don’t end up rich ❜
❛ you know you’re in deep when you love listening to them talk and you get attached to their voice ❜
❛ no offense, but when is it my turn for someone to be in love with me ❜
❛ i’m an asshole with a really big heart ❜
❛ i have to be funny because being hot is not an option ❜
❛ can i apologize in advance for basically everything i will ever do ❜
❛ okay that’s cool, but consider the following: snuggling with me until i fall asleep ❜
❛ please handle me with care. i am a very sleepy and soft creature. ❜
❛ drunk me is the me i really want to be. confident, hilarious, and most importantly, drunk. ❜

Snow day means warm clothes, exploring outside, and having your annoying pet best friend follow you around everywhere!! (Also time for inking after a long time!~ Dress warm if you live in the snow areas like I do!!)

Worth It (Jason Todd x Reader)

A/N: I really hope you guys like it! I’m sorry if its not my best.. I stayed up till 5 am yesterday trying to finish it so i could post it today so if it sucks i apologize!

Y/N- Your Name

Y/S/N- Your Superhero Name

Warning(s): Yelling and cursing

Request: “Can you do a Jason Todd x reader where the reader is best friends with Dick and Jason is jealous” -anon

Tonight you were on patrol with Dick, it had been a while since you got to go out and kick ass with your best friend and you really missed it. Recently you’d been paired up with Red Hood.. not that you were complaining. You’d always had a crush on Jason and spending more time with him and getting to know him better was nice. But you were always slightly on edge with Jason. You wanted to make a good impression so you were always on ans ready to make a witty remark. With Dick though it was different, you could be a total doofus with him and you knew he wouldn’t judge you.

The night had been pretty tame though.. just a few low grade thugs running around. Nothing you and Nightwing couldn’t handle. Tonight’s shift was slowly coming to an end and you and Dick decided to go relax in one of your favorite spots. You both grapple up onto the roof of an abandoned apartment building to star gaze. You sit down on the edge of the building letting your feet dangle off the side. Dick sits down next to you.

“You ever think about leaving Gotham?” you ask. He turns to look at you. “Maybe even leaving the east coast completely. Going to California, get some sun, have a normal life…” you continue. He leans back on his hands really thinking about it. “I think id miss the action too much.. and you.. id miss you.” he says, leaning forward. His face now just mere inches in front of yours. Just then you hear the click of a camera come down from the streets below. You look Nightwing dead in the eyes and lean forward a little more, your lips now nearly touching.. and that’s when you both burst into laughter.

Nothing even remotely romantic had ever happened between you and Dick. But a few weeks ago Vicki Vale had released a piece on the “blossoming love” between Nightwing and Y/S/N. The media has a hard time believing the two of you are just friends because of how close you are and you knew it was only a matter of time before it became “news”. And since you and Dick both found it hilarious youd often put yourselves into suggestive situations to mess with everyone. All of your superhero friends got a good laugh out of it as well.. except for Jason that is. He never really found the humor in it and you could never understand why.

You and Dick sat there a little while longer just filling each other in on the day to day details of your lives. Eventually though it was time to head home. You had to get up early and go in for your day job. You wished you could just quit your job at the coffee shop and be a vigilante full time. Unfortunately as much as you loved it it didn’t really pay the bills.. so you say your goodbyes to Dick and grapple off the building. You decided to take the streets home instead of the roof tops. The city was actually quite beautiful when there weren’t superhuman criminals blowing it to bits. Your thoughts were cut short though when someone grabbed your shoulder. Your instincts kicked in and you grabbed the arm of whoever was touching you and flipped them over your shoulder, slamming them onto the floor.

“Holy shit, Y/N. Its me! Its just me!.” the person says. You suddenly realize that you almost accidentally beat the shit out of Red Hood. “Oh god! I’m so sorry. I was lost in my own thoughts.. you scared the shit out of me.” you say, helping him up. He brushes himself off. “You know as well as I do that you should always be on alert.. even on quiet nights like this.” he says. “Yeah, yeah. Spare me the scolding.. I get enough of that from Batman.” He laughs at that. “You and me both.” The two of you start walking down the street together.

“So.. I saw you and Nightwing back there.. looked pretty cozy.” he says. If you hadn’t known better you’d say he sounded annoyed. You snort. “We were just fucking around. Someone was taking pictures of us..” you laugh. “You looked pretty into it.. you know he goes through girls like shoes.”

“Hey! That’s my best friend you’re talking about.. and your brother might I add.” you say, getting mildly pissed off. “Whatever” he mutters and starts to walk the other way. “Where are you going?!” you shout. “ Home.. pay attention to where you’re going.. don’t go around body slamming any civilians on your way back..” you roll your eyes and continue on your way back to your apartment. Maybe you were wrong about Jason Todd.. maybe he really was just an asshole in a red helmet.


You couldn’t wait for the day to be over. You just wanted to go home, put on your bad ass outfit, and go kick some bad guy ass with Dick. After your morning shift at the coffee shop ended you decided to head over to Wayne Manor.. or as you liked to call it, your “home away from home”. As soon as you walked through the front door of the manor you were greeted by Dick. He pulled you into a giant hug. A small shriek escaped your lips as he lifted you up off the floor. He sets you back down and his face quickly becomes serious. “I have some bad news.” he says. Your smile quickly fades. “What happened? Who’s hurt??” he laughs. “No ones hurt, Y/N.”

You breathe a sigh of relief. “Then what is it?” you ask. “I have to go back to Bludhaven early..” he says. “What?! Why?!” you shout. “Penguins causing trouble out there again and I have to go deal with it.. I actually have to leave now. I just wanted to wait till you got here so I could tell you in person.”

“Well, I could go with you!” you say in a cheery voice. “No.. you’re needed here.” he chuckles. “Besides I heard about your and Jason’s little scuffle last night and I convinced Bruce to pair up the two of you so you could make up.” he says, grabbing his things. “What?!” you screech. He kisses your cheek and heads out the door. “Have fun! I love you! Stay safe!” he smiles. “Screw you, Richard Grayson!” you yell. All you hear as the door closes is his laughter.

As the day goes by you start to dread tonight’s patrol more and more. You didn’t want to have to deal with Jason’s snipping and you were pretty sure he didn’t want anything to do with you either. But time always has a way of going by faster when you have to do something you dread and eventually its time to go out. You and Jason decide to meet out in the city, and surprisingly the night goes off without a hitch, aside from Jason ignoring you basically the whole time you’re out. But him ignoring you was better than him yelling at you the whole time.. or so you thought. At some point the silence between the two of you becomes too much to handle and you snap.

“What the fuck did I ever do to you, Hood?! You act like I kicked your god damn dog!” you yell. “I dont have a dog.” he says shortly. “You know what I mean! Don’t play dumb.” you fire back.“You know what? Why don’t you just go back to playing house with Nightwing. I know you’d rather be out with him than here with me.” he yells, yanking off his helmet revealing the small mask underneath. “I told you that Dick and I are just friends. Why are we even talking about this still?? Its not like you have any interest in who I date anyways!” you yell back. “Yeah? Well maybe I DO.” This stops you in your tracks. “What?” you ask.

“Maybe I do care who you date..” he mumbles. “Why?” he sighs. “Come on, Y/N.. Don’t make me say it.” he begs running his hands through his hair. “Say what?” you say, quietly. “That.. fuck. That I like you as more than just a friend. I always have.” you’re stunned. You don’t know what to say, so instead you just stand there with your mouth hanging open like an idiot. Jason must take this as your disinterest  because with that he starts to walk away. But before he can make it more than a few feet away you reach out and grab his hand, pulling him back to you. “What? What is it? Spare me the rejection, Y/N. I know when I’m not wanted.” he starts to put his helmet back on when you grab it out of his hands and throw it to the ground.

“Hey! That’s my last one! Be care-” but you cut him off when you press your lips to his. Hes surprised but that sure as hell doesn’t stop him from kissing you back. His arm snakes around your waist pulling as as close to him as the two of you can manage. That’s when you hear it.. the familiar sound of a camera clicking. You pull away. “Someones taking pictures of us..” you whisper. “Let them” he says, smiling. This makes you laugh. “The media is gonna have a field day with this one. ‘Y/S/N CHEATING ON NIGHTWING WITH THE RED HOOD. IS THIS THE END OF THE BATFAMILY AS WE KNOW IT?‘”  you say dramatically. “You’re worth it, I think.” he smirks. “Oh, you think??” you say raising your eyebrows. “Yeah.. we’ll just have to wait and see, I guess..” he jokes. “Just shut up and kiss me, Todd.. before I change my mind.” and just like that you’re kissing again. You had to make a mental note to thank Dick for ditching you tonight.. guess his plan worked out pretty damn well..


All I Wanted; C.H. 30

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10**, part 11*, part 12*, part 13, part 14, part 15**, part 16, part 17, part 18, part 19, part 20, part 21, part 22, part 23, part 24, part 25, part 26, part 27**, part 28, part 29

Hello lovely people,

This is the last part of All I Wanted. I had a blast writing this and I want to thank you all for the kind words regarding this story (or any other of course). It’s been a fun way for me to make fun of my disastrous love life and I’m glad you’ve accepted me with such open arms.

Enjoy the last part,

Lots of love, 
L. xox

“I’ll see you later love.” I smile into the receiver as I bid Calum goodbye. Calum didn’t want to end things, but that didn’t mean that Meredith had let things go. Two, almost three weeks had passed and I hadn’t heard from my best friend since. I would feel betrayed too, but I would appreciate it if she could at least try to be happy for me. She said so herself – Calum had changed since we started hooking up, and it had only gotten better now that I was his girl.

“Of course, babe. I’ll phone you later.” Calum answers before I hear the click and the annoying tune, indicating our telephone conversation had ended. I slide my phone back into my pocket as I let my gaze wander back to the make-up articles in front of me. I had decided to treat myself with a little shopping spree and my first stop was new eyeshadow and lipstick.


I freeze in my spot when I hear her voice, clutching the eyeshadow I had taken off of the rack in my fist. I slowly turn my head and raise my eyebrows when I see a nervous Meredith staring at me with the tiniest of smiles of her lips. “Uh, hi?”

“Hi. Uh – it’s been a while.” She mumbles and I refrain myself just in time from scoffing as I avert my gaze from hers. It hadn’t been my choice to let it ‘have been a while’. I wouldn’t go all out and say I wasn’t in the wrong because I clearly was, and I was aware of that, but Meredith not answering any of my calls or texts was a ball that was in her court.

“Yeah, I guess.” I mutter back, dropping the eyeshadow back in its original place while I focus on another part of the aisle, hoping to get away soon before we’d starting fighting again.

“Do you – uh, do you have time for a chat?” I turn completely, my whole body facing hers as I watch her rather tentative posture. Normally Meredith was filled with confidence – a bit too much if you asked me, it leaned more towards arrogance sometimes – but now she was a trembling mess. I guess it had done her worse than it had done me. On the other hand, I had Calum supporting me whenever I had a mental breakdown about this friendship.

“Now?” I am kind of perplexed to run into her here – although the city wasn’t that large, you never ran across someone around here. And I know Meredith had purposely been avoiding me these past days. I cross my arms across my chest, still not quite sure what she desires of me – and right now I wish I could call Calum and ask for his advice.

“Okay look, I’m sorry Y/n. I overreacted I know that and if you decide to not be friend anymore that’s fine by me, seems a bit impossible though with all the –“ I scrape my throat to stop her rambling. She takes a few seconds to recollect herself before she speaks again. “Let’s talk this out, please? Over a cup of coffee?”

“Okay, fine.” The nerves have slowly dissipated knowing that she isn’t here to yell furiously at me some more, but rather to talk it out among friends. That doesn’t mean all of the nerves are gone yet though, seeing as how this could easily turn out into a complete disaster – something that had happened multiple times in our friendship over the years.


I had laid my cards out on the table, telling her everything that had happened in the past three months, skipping on some of the passionate details but emphasizing how I felt about Calum from the start. I wanted her to know that this wouldn’t be some fling that would tear our friendship apart. If Calum and I ever decided to part ways, I wasn’t planning on staying away from the Hood residence all together. Meredith was still my best friend and I wasn’t planning on changing that anytime soon.

“So… It was you Calum asked me advice about?” Meredith questions for the second time since our first cup of coffee and this conversation started. It had gotten a lot better than I expected and I weren’t one to complain.

“I guess so, that I don’t know. If it were anyone else he wouldn’t have gotten a second chance, let alone a third one.” I laugh wickedly, finishing off with an awkward ‘ah’ at the end as our conversation falls back to silence. “Well, if we’re being honest with one another…” Meredith starts off and I feel my eyes widening as I bite my bottom lip.

“I think if Luke and I didn’t talk, I wouldn’t have spoken to you ever again.” Meredith starts stirring her cup absentmindedly as she tries to avoid my gaze. “Luke caught us, I didn’t plan on him knowing.” I start defending myself, but Meredith shuts me up with a sigh.

“I know. He told me. He also told me you both seemed smitten about each other and I would be a bad friend and a bad sister if I at least didn’t support two of such important people in my life.” I smile when I realize it’s the first time she has voiced her approval of me dating Calum.

“I’m glad you’re not pissed at me anymore. I really need my best friend to gossip with.” I laugh as I grasp Meredith’s hand and give it a firm squeeze. “I missed you too.”

“Are you seeing Calum today?” Meredith asks as she waves at the waiter for our check. I still feel kind of awkward answering any question about her brother but she really seems like she wants to keep being my best friend, so I have to be honest with her like I was before.

“Yeah, I was supposed to meet him later.” I push a few coins towards Meredith to cover my drinks and get up to put on my coat. “Oh, we should hang out later, I’ll ask Michael too.” I am reluctant to agree, but if I want to keep these charades up there is nothing else I can say besides “Oh, okay. That sounds great.” My smile is not genuine and I think she notices, but her smile is even more forced that I imagine mine displays. “I’ll see you later then.” I press my lips against her cheek and walk out of the bar.


“What a surprise to see you here so soon.” Calum grins at me, clad in only his boxer shorts as he leans down to greet me with a kiss. The kiss is shortened as I pull away and push past Calum to be indoors. “I ran into Meredith right after I spoke to you. We talked.”

“Oh?” Calum smiles as he closes the door and lets his arm snake around my waist. “You don’t seem surprised.” I state, absentmindedly dragging my fingers along Calum’s exposed arm, pressing my back against his solid chest. “Not really, no.”

I hum, turning around in his arms as he starts kissing my neck again. “Calum…”

“I saw her in the morning. We talked things through. It would be a nick of time before she spoke to you too.” Calum hums contently as he pushes me backwards, towards the stairs, while I struggle against him. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because I wanted to talk to you about this personally, not over the phone. Now…” Calum grins as he presses his lips against mine feverishly, my eyelids immediately fluttering closed. I enjoy the moment, Calum’s hand roaming along my back before they rest on my bum, which they give a firm squeeze.

“Calum?” Our make-out stops when we hear Meredith’s voice from the kitchen. We part ways and step aside when the kitchen door opens and reveals Meredith, Michael behind her.

“Oh hey. Didn’t know you would be here.” Meredith smiles awkwardly, a grin we reciprocate. It’s quiet for just the longest second and I breathe a sigh of relief as Michael speaks up.
“Hey, wanna hangout? I brought my guitar.” He motions to the large pack on his back and I know it’s more towards Calum but I’m thankful he decides to break the tension. I wouldn’t be surprised if he had no clue what was going on and how badly he had helped us out just now.

“Yeah, of course, I’ll get some pants on.” Calum grins at me before he jogs up the stairs and leaves me there to awkwardly smile at Meredith as Michael disappears from sight. Meredith turns around and motions for me to follow her and I do so without a word.

“Want anything?” She motions to the fridge and I shrug my shoulders, indicating I didn’t mind whatever she gave me. I’m handed a beer and follow her outside, Michael already soaking up the cool spring sun.

Calum joins us soon after and takes a seat beside me. He doubted at first, clearly contemplating if it were okay to sit beside me with his sister around. He settles for his hand on my knee, a completely ignorant gesture but something so huge to where we came from.

It’s awkward, and even that’s an understatement, but I have absolutely nothing to talk about. The last few weeks had been revolving around the guy beside me, and I wasn’t going to tell my dirty little secret to Meredith – in hopes of reconciling, of course – with the male of said stories right beside me.

“I’ve invited Luke as well; hope you don’t mind.” Michael states absentmindedly, tweaking the strings of is guitar. My eyes are glued to the neck of the musical instrument but inside I’m grinning brightly. I could talk to Luke, my new found friend, and this awkwardness would all go away.

It were a few quiet, very quiet six minutes. As I hear the fence click, indicating Luke’s arrival, I almost want to fly out of my seat and go greet him up front – almost.
Calum’s hand on my knee is the only thing stopping me right now. It would look quite weird if I were so giddy to meet my boyfriend – it still tastes sweet on my tongue – his best mate.

“Hi guys, what’s up!” Luke yells as he appears in sight, stopping in his tracks as he feels the tension. The air is thick and I won’t deny it. I really want this to work though so I hope Luke plans on being my glue.

“Why are you looking like that Luke? I know.” Meredith smiles coyly as she gazes from Calum’s outstretched arm to Luke’s I-am-trying-to-be-stoic-features. I jump as I hear her voice and hold in my breath as Luke gazes from me to Meredith and back to me before his mouth opens.

“I know that you know. You thought this hiding shit from everyone was bad for you? How do you think it was for me? I am such a blabber mouth; my cat knows everything!” Luke stammers hysterically, pointing at Calum and I, drawing laughs out of all of our mouths.

Thank you for being my glue. I mentally thank Luke, smiling brightly at him as he winks at me. “Glad it worked out for you, little one,” Luke ruffles my hair and drops down beside me, “Although I am disappointed in you two. You could show some more love, I know you have it in you!”

You would think Luke would make things awkward again, but Meredith grins brightly – genuinely, not forced this time – as Calum gazes from her to me. Calum leans over to press his lips against my cheek and Luke ‘ooh’s like a little girl, clapping his hands like a retarded seal.

“I am so happy we’re done from keeping shit from our friends.” Luke sighs as he takes a swig from my beer, a loud scoff passing my lips as he does so. He is right. I’m elated as well.

“You’re right.” Meredith grins and lifts her glass, ushering us to toast. I look around and see Luke smugly grin as he holds my beer up to the middle of the table, a pout present on my lips. “Well I don’t have a drink to toast with, not anymore at least.”

Calum’s arm winds around my waist and easily slides me from my seat at the table onto his lap, pushing his beer into my hands as his hands rest on my waist. “Use mine.”
“One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life; friendship.” Luke grins, probably amazingly proud that he came up with such a sophisticated quote.

“Isn’t that love instead of friendship?” Meredith grins as she raises an eyebrow at a non-suspecting Luke who starts chuckling loudly after. “Laughter is the shortest distance between people.”  

I slap his shoulder lightly as I shake my head, “Stop it!”, rolling my eyes before I let them scan over my friends. He had a point there, though. Laughter brings people together and maybe without knowing, maybe not, Luke had glued one of the first little pieces of this back together. A nice set of friends, a loving boyfriend and my best friend back at my side. I guess I got all I wanted.

All My Days I’ll Know Your Face

Summary: When a new kid starts at Phil’s school, Phil certainly doesn’t expect him to be everything he ever could have hoped for in a friend and more. Can he convince him to let go of the past and audition for the school musical? And what about those feelings that somehow seem to pop up when he least expects them?

Word Count: 2.3k

Genre: Fluff, High school AU

Extra tags: Getting together, strangers to friends to lovers

Warnings: Bullying, homophobia mention, some swearing

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A/N: Inspired by Dan and Phil’s recent comments, “I really think that 14-year-old Dan and 14-year-old Phil would have gotten along quite well.” “I think they’d have been friends”, as well as my recent Glee rewatch and obsession with theatrekid!Dan. Big thanks to Kirsten (cafephan) for encouraging me to write this, as it probably wouldn’t have happened otherwise. I hope you enjoy!!

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so one of my best friends is moving away tomorrow, and I had a convo with his parents today during this “parents evening” thing. his parents were so calm and happy when talking about moving away while me and him were really annoyed about it. I’m gonna miss him 😞
Also had an awkward conversation with my “crush’s” mother…sheesh(dk if I like him anymore, so much drama has happened)

Ana- A Nate Maloley Imagine

Request: hey!! would you mind doing an imagine where you and nate used to date and you used to be really close with all the boys and you finally meet ana? thanks love

Warnings: None!

I missed him. A lot. I missed the boys. A lot. Before Nate and I broke up a couple of months ago, the boys and I have been super close. After we broke up, we just slowly grew apart. It grew more and more difficult to see him, so it grew more and more difficult to spend time at their place.

But today, I’m determined to make that change. See, I didn’t tell you something. Right now, I’m at party with my best friend, Mya. Annnnnd, I see the boys. Over there. In the V.I.P. section. To any other girl at this party, they look like a bunch of attractive guys that they barely had a chance with. But to me, they were a group of guys that I could call my brothers. Except for one, I had to regretfully call him my ex.That’s why I can’t let this opportunity slip between my fingers.

I look over to Mya, tap her shoulder and say,”Hey, I’m gonna head over there,” pointing towards the boys. “Isn’t that Gilinsky, Sammy, Johnson, and more importantly Nate?!,” she asks, surprised I’m finally deciding to speak to them. “Yep, I gotta talk to them, I miss them. A lot,” I say emphasizing the words “a lot”.

“Alright, knock ‘em dead kid,” Mya says reassuringly. I take a deep breath and begin to make my way over. My heart begins to beat even quicker when I accidentally make eye contact with Gilinsky. He narrows his eyes to make sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him and once knows it’s me, he gives me a quick smile then quickly looks away. Okay, I was not expecting that. I thought he’d me super upset with me considering we were the closest out of everyone else.

Sammy must have seen Gilinsky smile, because he turned around to see what he was smiling at, which was me. He looks at me then turns back around like he doesn’t see anything. Maybe, I deserved that.

I look over at Johnson who was laughing and chatting with…Nate. Damn, he looked good. he had his signature man bun, smiling so his adorable dimples appeared, wearing a white T-shirt and black ripped jeans. He looked perfect.

I’m about to find the courage to walk over there and actually talk to them when I see somebody not so familiar. There’s somebody attached to Nate by the hip, his arm draped over her shoulder. She’s beautiful. She’s stunning. She wasn’t me.

I was defeated. It hurt seeing Nate with her, but it’s not like they’re together or anything. I’m about to walk when I hear one of the boys call me over. It was Gilinsky.”Y/N! Wait up! Come over here a second!,” he yells over the blaring music. God, he couldn’t let me leave?

I slowly turn back around and walk over to the guys. Once I get over there, everyone goes quiet. That is expect for everyone else at the party.I decide if I’m going to win back the guys’ hearts’, I’ll speak up,” Hey guys. Remember me?,” I joke. “Yeah, I remember you,” Gilinsky responds. That’s what I love the most about Gilinsky, he always made me feel comfortable in any situation.

“I missed you, kid,” Johnson says smiling at me. I smile back and feel and arm drape over my shoulder. I look over to see it was Sammy and he quickly placed a little kiss on my cheek. I kiss his cheek back and look at Nate who is watching me intently.

When I break eye contact, I’m engulfed in a hug by Nate. At this point, I don’t know what to expect from anybody, because everyone is so welcoming of me. I guess they missed me too. “Hey,” Nate whispers in my ear. “Hey, Skate,” I whisper back. He lets me go and walk back over to he girl he was holding earlier.

He brings her over to me, holding onto her shoulders and says,”Y/N, this is my girlfriend, Ana.” GIRLFRIEND??? “Hi,” I say slowly. “Hi, I’m Ana,” she extends her hand. She has a really sweet voice. I shake her hand and smile at her. “I’m Y/N”.

She pulls me to the side and we just talked the whole night. She was super sweet and friendly. It wasn’t hard to like her. But, I still miss him. A lot.

With You By My Side - One

A/N: Mini series, or series… I haven’t decided yet. This is going to be an angsty ride, so be prepared. Thank you to @melonberri @hanny-writes-spn and @thorne93 for checking this out for me. I’m still recovering from a writer’s block, so don’t be too harsh.

Characters: Reader, Jensen, Jared (mentioned)

Warnings: None in this part I think. Itallics are memories.

Wordcount: 1257

*No hate towards Jensen and his lovely family. This is fiction.*

“(YN)? Is everything okay?” Jensen’s sleepy voice sounded through the phone. You were probably crossing a line calling him like this, two months after your breakup, at one in the morning, but you needed to hear his voice.

You and Jensen had gone from friends to best friends to falling madly in love, but it was short lived. You didn’t know if it was the distance or the fact that you just did better as friends, but after a year of trying to make things work you had both decided to end it. The heartbreak was inevitable, but you didn’t know if it was your friend or you boyfriend that you missed.

“Yeah, everything is fine. I just…” you trailed off, not knowing how to finish that thought. “You remember when we first met? Way back when Jared dragged you to my 23rd birthday party?”

“Of course I remember. You were the only person there who was less interested in your party than I was.” He chuckled at the memory.

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a little above the surface (chapter 1/?) (M)

Genre: angst, romance, smut
Rating: M
Warnings: swearing, sex, alcohol, a lot of flashbacks
Pairing: rockstar!namjoon x violinist!reader
Summary: As far as you were concerned, ex-violinists and highly-acclaimed rock stars weren’t supposed to mix, especially when a certain purple-haired rock star was supposed to just remain in your past.
Word Count: 9.8k
a/n: slightly inspired by uncontrollably fond, but the plot is different. shoutout to @sugarmints for the encouragement hihi 
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Fate has its way of bringing you back to where you’re meant to be in.

Or so, what they say. People say that when you’re meant to be somewhere, life thrusts you into that direction, even if you’re stubbornly against the idea. Even if you completely resisted from it, fate would disrupt your plans to make you give in, no matter what loss you’ll have to end up suffering with in the end. After all, that was the price to pay if you didn’t go along with fate’s plans.

“Miss, am I playing it correctly?”

Your student asked you, disrupting you from your thoughts. She was a high school student who was in her first year, taking up violin lessons under you, since you were a high school music teacher in your fourth year of teaching in this institution.

“Ah, yes, Seola, please do continue.” You smiled to the younger student as she enthusiastically returned to her playing, while you paid attention to the way she gripped her violin and bow. So far, she was doing fine, her posture straight and correct. However, you could also hear the emotion she was feeling at the moment, though you frowned as you realized what it was: rushed and excitement.

“Stop, stop,” you told her as her eyes widened in surprise that you told her to stop, but she immediately paused in her playing, putting down her instrument.  

“Is there something wrong?” She asked, tilting her head. As far as she was concerned, she might have been doing a good job, but your ears could never be deceived by simple mistakes.

You nodded as a response to her question. “You seemed quite… antsy about something. Is there something wrong? I don’t think you’re the type who would feel so excited when you’re playing a piece that should be played adagio.”

She nodded, smiling sheepishly. “Is it really that obvious?” She asked as you nodded. “Well, I just heard some rumors that a famous alumnus of this high school was coming today here and I wanted to see him,” she murmured at the last part as you raised an eyebrow.

“Which one?” You asked, trying to go over the list of famous alumni who graduated in this high school. Since this high school was a performing arts high school, there were a lot of alumni who became famous actors, singers, producers, dancers, and artists.

“Do you know ‘Monster’, by any chance, Miss? He’s a really famous rock star and, well, some of my friends overheard from the faculty room that he was coming,” she said, giving a smile. You simply stayed silent, your mouth in a straight line as you tried to recall anything from earlier.

“He’s a famous international rock star. Who wouldn’t know him, Seola?” You replied to your student with a smile as she chuckled, her eyes glinting in delight. It was obvious that she was a fan of Monster.

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hey guys ~

i’ve been on holidays since 27th of April and finally finished all the housework and procrastination. having time to learn new korean grammar is the only perk of these holidays because my friends from other universities can’t go out with me due to the studying, but i miss them so much ..and i ve been just sitting at home .. how nice. 

after few days without studying anything now Im really inspired and full of will and strength to learn something myself

today studying playlist: 

Zendaya – Butterflies (male cover version) 

Stephen – Crossfire

! Yugyeom (GOT7) – You Know (prod. by Effn) !

the moth & the flame – young & unafraid

Forgiving you (Archie Andrews imagine)

Hello guys, another imagine to you! Sorry for not posting it earlier, but I hope you like it :) By the way, if anyone wants to read “make up” scene (which I didn’t write), just let me know

Warnings: some angst, fight between Archie and Reader, maybe one or two curses.
“Sometimes I don’t know who you are, Archie” I said as my eyes started to fill with tears and my voice cracks became unstoppable. All this fight started, when I found out that Archie is hanging out with Blossoms and not only because of this. It started to feel like he cares more about material things, but not about people who support him.
“(Y/N) don’t say that.” Archies voice lightly raised. “I’m trying to do my best, I’m trying to look out for my future. Blossoms gave me a chance.” He said angrily.
“I understand and I know how you feel, Archie. But you are doing things that you shouldn’t do. You overstep line.” I tried to stay calm as much as possible, but tears started to roll down my cheek and few seconds later I felt sour taste on my lips.“ Do I have to mention to you kiss? A fucking kiss? Open your eyes, Andrews!” My chest started to move faster each time I breathed in. Archie stood frozen in front of me. He couldn’t be able to say any word. My heart shattered in million pieces and he knew it.
Archie closed his eyes and sighed, it sounded like he gave up, like he realized that I’m right.
“That kiss didn’t mean anything. She just leaned in and-” He finally tried to say something, but it didn’t comfort me at all.
“And you didn’t even resist.” I said.“Archie, I don’t think we should be a “thing” anymore” Small sob came from my mouth as I closed eyes.
“Don’t say that. Please, (Y/N). It was just a one time, you know I didn’t mean to-”
“If there was first time, there would be second time too.” I felt sadness growing in me. All I wanted to do is to lock in room and cry my eyes out. The aching in my heart was horrible.
“I learned my lesson” Archie said. “(Y/N)” he whispered my name. I just looked deadly in his eyes and couldn’t say anything.
In front of me was standing a human who I loved the most. I looked at Archies face and dull light lightened his face features. I could see pain and regret, but if this is what I want to see? Only thinking of this I already could feel how anxiety overwhelmed my mind.
We stared at each others eyes for a good 3minutes, like we were trying to read what is in our heads. But suddenly Archie moved from his position and started to walk towards me.
“I’m really sorry. I truly am. This would be a biggest lesson I ever made, but please be mine again.” Archie said with shaking voice, making my heart shatter once more.
“I need some time”

It’s been whole week since I said to Archie that I need some time. Whole week felt like year. Everytime we passed through each other I could feel him looking at me. I don’t feel angry anymore, everything grew up to feeling afraid, lonely and sad. With these feelings my whole body wanted to go back to him, like it was attached.
After school I didn’t take a bus, because I need some fresh air. It is unusual today: the sun is shining, the sky was differently blue. It seemed like there was no worries.
As I walked in my house yard, I saw Archie sitting on stair with his head on his hands.
“What are you doing here?” I tried to sound as angrier as possible. He lifted up his head and suddenly stood up.
“Can we just have a talk about what happened? I really miss you and I hate when you try to avoid me, even when you’re still talking with my friends. Please.” I couldn’t handle his words so I just walked to him and hugged. My head rested on his chest. At first he stood in shock with heavy breathing, but after few seconds I could felt how he starts to relax and how his breathing normalizes. He wrapped his hands around so tight, like he won’t let me go. I felt his soft lips pressing to my forehead.
“It’s been like hell without you and I just have to forgive you.” I looked at his eyes.“Are you still hanging out with Blossoms?”
“Not anymore. You were right about it, I was just acting so stupid.”
“You aren’t stupid, you just were lost. I know how important music is to you, babe” I tried to comfort him.
He moved away from me a little bit and cupped my face, slowly stroking with his thumb my cheek and then he leaned to kiss me. It felt like I was waiting for this moment my whole life, I just couldn’t resist his soft lips. Our kiss deepened and few seconds later we pulled back from the kiss.
“My parents aren’t home. If you want to.. You know..” My cheeks filled with heat. Archie just smiled and kissed me one more time.
“Hell yes”

I Don’t Deserve You - Greaser!Wonho AU

Originally posted by kihqun

Warnings: None

Characters: Wonho 

Word Count: 2.8k

It’s been three years since I last saw Wonho. I had gone away to college, and I arrived back home only a few short hours ago. I stepped into the shop, looking for the boy I haven’t seen in three years. When I found him, he was welding something—no shirt underneath his apron. He looked so different than he did so few years ago. He was a bit taller, more muscular, and his hair was dyed silver with blue tips. He didn’t seem to notice me, so I decided to speak up.

“You’re going to burn your nipples off if you keep welding without a shirt like that.” Wonho looked up at me, surprised to see that I was in the shop. Besides the apron, he also had goggles and gloves on, but he no shirt. It wouldn’t be the first time that he’s done something so stupidly dangerous, not by a long shot. Ever since he started working for my father he always was careless with safety.

“What are you doing back so soon? Did you ditch your college life to come see me?” He joked.

“Oh yes, I would trade a bunch of neurotic young adults for a careless grease monkey like yourself any day,” I teased, walking around the table to sit on one of the stools. He started working for my father when we were around 16. I always came to the shop after school, and that’s how Wonho and I became close friends. We didn’t speak as often when I went away to college, though.

“What brings you back home?” He questions.

“Family dinner. I decided to come back for the weekend, I thought I could spend some quality time with my best friend I haven’t seen in three years,” I joked, lightly punching him on the shoulder. It wasn’t entirely a lie, I did come back for the family dinner. It was on Sunday though, and today was Friday. I really came down earlier just so I could see Wonho again. I have had a massive crush on him since we were 16, and I longed to see him again. Plus, I missed my best friend after all these years.

“Aww, well how about this. When I get off we can go to that really nice diner you always forced me to go to, just like old times. How does that sound?” He teased.

“Maybe you should go home and take a shower first, you smell like motor oil,” I sniff him and fan the air in front of my face to tease him more.

“Yeah, and I’m covered in it too. Just like you will be in a minute,” He took his goggles off and started chasing me around the shop, trying to hug me. I ducked behind one of the tool boxes and peaked out to see where he was. When I turned my head, he was crouched down beside me. I took off running again, but he caught me before I could get away. He locked me in a bone crushing hug, rubbing his oil covered face against mine in the process.

“Now you’re going to have to shower too!” He giggles. When we hear someone clear their throat from the door, we look up to see that my father had entered the shop. Wonho and I distance ourselves from one another, acting like a bunch of teenagers that were just caught making out. He says nothing, but continues to stare at us.

“Hi dad, when did you get here?” I asked, trying to break the awkward silence.

“A few seconds ago, I came back to get my wallet,” He said. He walked through the shop, back into his office. Wonho and I looked at each other with grins on our faces. My father always had trouble with me making Wonho goof off during work, but never said anything because I was his little girl. I was his youngest daughter, and he always had a softer spot for me than my siblings.

“Your mom and I are going out tonight, and we won’t be back until late. What time do you think you will come home?” My dad came back out from his office with his wallet and jacket in hand.

“Late, after ten that’s for sure.”

“Alright, I’ll see you when we get home,” He said, heading back towards the front entrance of the shop,”By the way, Wonho, don’t forget to lock up tonight,” He adds, tossing the keys to Wonho. When we hear his truck pull off, I hit Wonho over the head.

“Look what you did!” I exclaim.

“What I did? You’re the one who was running from me!” He tosses a clean rag towards me to clean off the oil on my face.

A few workless hours later, Wonho locks up the shop. We agree to take his car, me telling him I will just ride to work with my father tomorrow and pick my car up. The diner we go to has been my favorite place for years. My parents would take my siblings and I here all of the time when we were kids. Whenever Wonho and I first became friends, I talked his ears off about this place until he agreed to come here with me. Ever since then, it’s been our favorite place to go and hang out.

“So, how’s college life been?” Wonho questions.

“Stressful to say the least. It’s not like the classes or the work is hard, I’m just so nervous that I’ll fail and I won’t make it. I think I spend more time worrying about failing than I do anything else. It’s sad, isn’t it? I’ve been there for three years and still think I can’t do it,” I admitted.

“Hey, listen,” Wonho said, pulling my face towards his, “You are the most intelligent girl I know. If anyone can succeed, it’s you! I know you will do great, and you will go far in life. Have a little faith in yourself.”

I smiled at him, placing my hand over his. He always knew exactly what to say, no matter what. He had such a way with words, it’s one of the many things I loved about him.

“So, how is the music coming along?” Ever since I met him seven years ago, Wonho has been trying to get his music career started. He formed a group with a few of his friends a year ago, and they were trying to get their feet off of the ground. Once he got to talking about his music and his group members, he almost never stopped talking. It was so amazing to see someone so passionate about what they were doing.

“Ah, I’m sorry for going on about it,” He apologizes, stopping himself in the middle of one of his stories.

“No, it’s fine. I love hearing you talk about your music, I’m always happy to hear about it,” I promised, giving him a smile and asking him to continue with his story. One of the few times he never stopped talking was when he was talking about his friends and their music. I had met his friends a few times, and they were really fun people to be around. Wonho actually got a tattoo on one of his buttcheeks after losing a bet with his friend Hyungwon. The day he showed me to prove it, I’ve never laughed so hard in my entire life.

By the time we left the diner, it was nearly midnight. Just like when we were teenagers, Wonho and I stayed for hours at the diner just talking about life and anything that happened to come to mind. When he pulled in the driveway of my house, I noticed that my parents weren’t home yet. I saw my older sister’s car, but no one else’s.

“Would you like to come in for a bit?” I offer. He shakes his head, saying he has a few things to take care of before he gets home tonight.

“Listen, it was really nice seeing you again today. I’ve missed you so much since you’ve been away at school,” He admits, stopping me from getting out of the car.

“I feel the same way, it was wonderful being able to hang out like old times today.” I smiled, a hit of red appearing on his cheeks. We look into each other’s eyes, and before I know it he has his lips pressed against mine. His lips tasted a bit like spearmint, and there was a lingering taste of the coffee he had to drink at the diner. I brought my hand to his cheek and cupped it. I have wanted to do this for years, but I was always too scared to make the first move. I ran my tongue along his bottom lip, but he pulled away immediately afterward. I looked back at him in shock, why would he do that? Did I do something wrong?

“I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. Dammit, why did I do that,” He mumbled to himself.

“No, it’s okay. I liked it! I wanted to-”

“You should go. I’ll see you around,” He cut me off, basically telling me to get out of his car. I felt hurt by his words, but I got out of the car anyways. Why would he kiss me and then act that way? Was it just a spur of the moment thing, and when I tried to take it further he realized he didn’t like it?

“Well well well, welcome home little sis!” My sister jumps up from the couch and pulls me into a bone crushing hug. “Hey, are you alright? What’s wrong?” She adds, immediately noticing the discomfort in my face.

“I’m alright, I’m just tired is all,” I lied, hoping she wouldn’t press the issue any further. She doesn’t ask anymore questions, and I head to my room to take a shower. When I got out of the shower, I was shocked to see my sister sitting on my bed.

“You know you can’t lie to me,” She says, patting the spot beside her on the bed. I should have known, big sister always knows. I could never hide things from her as a kid, and I still couldn’t as an adult. I sat beside her on the bed, laying down on my back.

“Do you remember Wonho?” I asked. She nodded her head ‘yes’. “Well, I saw him again today after three years. We had a blast, just like we did when we were teenagers. We went to the diner, and we caught up about what’s happened in each other’s lives and… I guess a stupid teenage crush got the best of me. God why did I do that,” I trail off.

“What did you do?” She inquires, concern in her voice.

“He kissed me. He kissed me and I kissed back. He pulled away though, and then acted as if it was a huge mistake. He basically told me to get out of his car after that. I don’t understand why I did that, I should have had more control.” She doesn’t say anything but instead pulls me up so she can hug me.

“Boys are strange like that. If he kissed you, there has to be a reason. Let him think on it tonight, and talk to him tomorrow about it. Does that sound good?” I smiled and agreed. She had a point, there had to be a reason as to why he would kiss me. Regardless of what that reason may be, I’m going to have to let him know how I feel.

The next morning, I go to work with my dad to pick up my car. I enter the shop quietly to look for Wonho. I saw him laying on a creeper, working under one of the cars. Seeing that he was busy, I turned to walk back out and just come back later. My escape plan was foiled when I heard the creeper sliding out from one of the cars, “Hey.”

I turned back around to see him standing up. He had the bottom half of his coveralls and a white tank top on. He grabbed a rag from one of the toolboxes to wipe his hands off.

“Can we talk?” I asked sheepishly. He nodded in response, walking to the outside of the shop so that the other mechanics wouldn’t overhear our conversation.

“I’m sorry about last night. I don’t know what came over me. It all just happened so quickly, and I didn’t fully think through before I acted,” I explain.

“No, I should be the one sorry. I was the one who kissed you. Honestly, when you kissed me back I was in shock,” He admits, making me even more confused than last night.

“Wait, why would you be in shock?”

“Because you’re so much better than I am. I don’t deserve you. You’re going to a top of the line college, you have such a bright future ahead of you. You said it yourself, I’m just a grease monkey.”

“Wonho, I said that as a joke. You’re so much more than that,” I explain, he meets my gaze as I continued, “Ever since I met you, I’ve always thought highly of you. I’ve never met another person like you. No matter what was going on, whatever issues I had, you always knew the right things to say. It doesn’t matter what your job is, you’re one of the most intelligent people I know. You’re also super passionate about what you do, the sparkle you get in your eyes when you talk about your music is one of the most beautiful things I’ve seen. You’re absolutely stunning, you took my breath away when I saw you yesterday. I’ve liked you ever since we were teenagers, and maybe it was foolish of me to think that you would feel the same. You’re the one that is out of my league.”

“I… I love you. I love you Wonho. I’ve loved you for years, hearing you say that I’m better than you breaks my heart. That can’t be further from the truth.” He pulls me into a hug as I start crying. Why would he ever think that I was too good for him? I never knew that he thought so lowly of himself when it came to me. It hurt knowing that he probably had that thought for years. How could I have not noticed?

“You deserve someone better than me. You deserve someone that can take care of you, treat you like a princess. You deserve someone that can give you anything you want. Like I said, I don’t deserve you,” He whispers, holding me close to him. I could feel that he was trembling slightly, as if he would fall down if he wasn’t holding onto me.

“I deserve someone that makes me happy. No one has ever made me as happy as you have.” I pull back to look at his face. His eyes are filled with tears, this would be the second time I’ve seen him cry in the years we have known each other. I cup both of his cheeks with my hands, “You’re what I deserve. You’re the only one I want.” I bring his lips to mine in a gentle kiss. If I had to, I would kiss away every doubt he had about himself. I would prove to him that I deserve him.

Our lips drift apart slightly, only to be brought back together. I felt the same passion in the kiss that he had shown me when talking about his music. It lit a fire in my heart and made my heart feel like it was floating towards the sky. The second time our lips part, I feel as if I’ve let go of a giant weight. It’s as if the kiss had erased years of thoughts that burdened me.

“Do you know how many years of kisses I’m going to have to make up for?” He jokes, pecking me on the lips one last time. “How are we going to make this work? You leave again Sunday.” He adds.

“I’ll rip the spark plugs out of my car if that’s what it takes to see you.” It was partially a joke, but if I had to I would do it.

“Hey, Wonho! You got all day to kiss my daughter, they’re coming to pick the car up in three hours!”

Wonho and I look at each other, then turn to look at my father that is calling towards us from the shop.

“Well, at least he gave me permission to kiss you all day.”

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Description: Damon wants you to stay in bed all day but you’ve got important things to do at school, although your temptations get the best of you and you end up staying for a little more than just cuddling.. xx

Character: Damon Salvatore x Reader

Warnings: Smut (M), Swearing

Word Count: 1340

I woke up to Damon breathing on my neck. He was spread across half of my body with his head resting in the crook of my neck and his arm across my chest. I could only turn my head so much without waking him up, although I managed to tilt my head just enough to look down at him, and god he was adorable. I laid there admiring him for a few minutes before taking my first shot at escaping his unconscious grasp.

I slid one leg out from under the sheets and off the side of the bed, the other soon following. Now, my upper body remained lying flat on the bed while my lower body was contorted off the side. “Damon”, I lightly whispered, trying to gracefully wake him, but still nothing. I shook a little, trying to wriggle my way out. He groaned and gripped me tighter so I immediately flung my legs back up onto the bed, stretching myself out once again.

At this point, I was seconds away from peeing everywhere; I needed to go desperately. I felt him moving around slightly although he maintained his grip on my chest. “Daaaamon”, I whispered a little louder, tensing my thighs together to stop the urgent flow of pee from evading but still nothing. It was time for plan B. I unhinged his fingers from my body, one by one, before finally holding his hand in mine. I picked it up and placed it next to him softly before wriggling out from underneath his head. Surprisingly, he was still dead asleep with no sign of waking anytime soon.

My feet lightly tapped the ground as I tried to make a break for the bathroom, looking back every few seconds to check that Damon was still asleep. He was. My teeth were gritted and my face was scrunched up as I flushed the toilet, not wanting the flow of water to be as loud as it was. Washing my hands was only a tad easier, only because I could control the pressure of water spilling out.

I tiptoed back out into Damon’s room to find him still asleep, I let out a sigh of relief and wiped my wet hands on his shirt that I was wearing. Crawling back onto the bed was a more difficult task than I had imagined. It required me not to make sudden movements and do everything at an awfully slow pace. I succeeded and crawled my way over to Damon before tucking myself back under his arm and cuddling into him.

“Nice try, babe”, he shot his eyes open and playfully glared at me. I was shocked to say the least, I seriously believed he was asleep. “Damn, I really thought my stealth skills were improving”, I laughed and Damon moved his head slightly to peck me on the lips. “Good morning gorgeous”, he smirked before rolling himself onto his back and staring at the ceiling. “Morning, yes. Good? Not so much”, I sighed. Damon turned his head to face me, “What’s wrong?”, he pouted. I looked over at the clock on the bedside table and turned back to Damon, “It’s 8am, I have school in half an hour”.

“Aw, no fun”, he sighed as he pulled my body on top of his chest. I looked down at him and glared, “No! Not today Damon. I really need to go to school, Mr Saltzman said if I miss any more history classes I won’t pass!”, I whined. “Well surely I can have a word to Mr Saltzman for you. He and I happen to be good friends”, Damon said with a smirk on his face. I paused for a moment and considered staying in bed with Damon all day, but I seriously did need to go to school; history wasn’t the only subject I was going to fail.

I propped myself onto my arms and looked down at his beautifully structured face, pouting a little bit as I realised how much I would miss kissing it while I was at school. I bobbed my head down and locked our lips into a long, slow kiss. I hummed with displeasure as I detached myself from his lips, “I’ve gotta go to school baby, I’m sorry”, I said as I scrunched my face together.

I made my way to the edge of the bed and didn’t look back, knowing that I would change my mind if I took one more look at him. Just as I reached the edge, his hand gripped my wrist tightly. It was silent for a few seconds before I turned my head around and saw his pouting lips and puppy dog eyes trying to pull me back in. “I’ll sort out all of your school stuff if you’d pleeease just stay here with me”, he begged. For a split second, I forgot about all my school work and just admired Damon’s determination to keep me in bed with him. “Fuck it”, I said as I crawled back on the bed and straddled his waist, leaning down to kiss him passionately. 

He pulled away and looked up at me with a smirk, “I knew you couldn’t resist me”, he whispered before grabbing a hold of my neck and pulling me back down to his lips. His hands trailed up my sides before he swiftly removed my shirt and gasped with pleasure when he discovered I wasn’t wearing a bra. My hands traveled to his chest and I ran them along his toned body, feeling every inch of his delicate skin. I lifted myself up and threw my panties to the corner of the room only to look back down and notice Damon licking his lips.

I moved my body further down and slowly removed Damon’s black boxers, my lips slightly parted as his hardness sprung up and throbbed. I gripped it and began rubbing my hand up and down, feeling the slippery friction between him and my hand. Damon flung his head back into the pillows and moaned, grabbing hold of my hair for support. “Get up here now”, he demanded and I obliged with pleasure.

Damon held me by my waist and hovered me over him before he slowly slid my body onto his hard-on. I let out a gasp as I felt his whole length in me. Damon gave me a moment to adjust to his size before thrusting up into me at an inhuman pace. He gripped my thighs as he closed his eyes and parted his lips while his head sunk further into the pillow. He let out low groans as he continued to fuck me at top speed, going deeper inside with every thrust. I screamed his name as I felt my walls begin to clench, grabbing a handful of the sheets in each hand.

“Come for me, baby”, he yelled as his thrusts started becoming disoriented by his nearby release. Damon held my thighs tighter as he sent one last thrust into me before I felt him twitch and spill inside of me. I let go and came around him, my body trembling with aftershocks.

I rested my arms on his shoulders; hunching over him as I tried to catch my breath. I lifted myself off of him and collapsed on his side, resting my head on his bicep and wrapping my arm around his chest. We both laid there for a few minutes, listening to each others heavy rise and fall of breaths.

I glanced over at the clock that read 8:20 and then turned my attention back to Damon, “So, what exactly are you going to tell Mr Saltzman?”, I questioned. “Hmm, maybe I’ll just tell him you had more important things to be doing”, Damon suggested, “Or, you had more a important person to be doing I should say” he continued, smirking. I playfully slapped his chest and leaned in to plant a soft kiss on his neck. He smiled and hugged me tight. 

I could stay here forever.

Late Night Shopping - Calum Hood

A/N: Here please don’t hate me *throws this at you and leaves crying softly*

You’re walking through the supermarket trying not to see anyone you know. At 11:30pm on a Thursday evening this is usually not difficult. However being caught in your worn, hole ridden pants and one of Calum’s band shirts, massacra and eye-liner smudged all underneath your eyes giving the effect of a panda isn’t something you were keen for.

You’d had a terrible day. Firstly you’d had early classes of your least favourite courses. Then worked for six hours of your usual shift, seemingly it was grumpy peoples’ day out and you were obviously not notified. You’d been given added overtime without notice because your coworker hadn’t turned up for her shift and despite the money being good you just weren’t in the mood. Finally you’d gotten home to a dark and silent house. A cruel reminder that your boyfriend was on tour with his band and wouldn’t be home for another two months. You’d had a small mental breakdown that had resulted in your mascara smudges and t-shirt thieving. Having settled down a little from your breakdown by now you were ducking into the grocery store to grab a bottle of champagne and a tub of ice-cream to console yourself. Unhealthy coping mechanisms but you frankly didn’t care at 11:30 pm.

You had parked somewhat away from the actual shopping centre despite the multitude of spare spaces; you just didn’t want to be right up close to everyone else. As you headed into the store you grabbed a basket and meandered towards the alcohol section splurging on some reasonable champagne. As a teenager vodka had never been a favourite of yours but you’d become a champagne snob after visiting the boys on their European leg of the last tour. It was something you’d not been able to let go ever since.

You grabbed the champagne before you could reassess your life and headed for the ice-cream aisle wandering down the chocolate asile on your way just to tempt yourself some more. A way to make the trip last a little longer not wanting to go home to an empty house.

You’re halfway down the chocolate aisle when running feet startle you as they round the corner and continue on pounding towards you, halting briefly the tall blur reaches a long arm around you to grab something off the shelf in front of you. ‘Sorry!’ The deep voice says hurriedly. You startle for a second time grabbing the tall blur, that has become a tall yet visible man now, by his arm. 'Luke what the actual fuck!’ You exclaim convinced you’re dreaming. 'Y/N!’ He responds just as startled as you are, you’re not sure why he’s so startled to see you considering you in fact live in this town and he is supposed to be in another state entirely. Luke squeezes you into a massive hug nonetheless, rattling the champagne against the basket and pushing all the air out of you. 'Woah I’ve missed you so much and so has your boyfriend that’s why I have to be quick getting this, I told him I couldn’t wait I needed some chocolate so,’ he kisses your head in a loving big brotherly fashion despite being two years younger than you, 'I’ve gotta go I’ll catch you some time!’ He pulls away as you roll your tired eyes. 'Luke!’ You say half amused half annoyed. 'Yeah?’ He turns jogging on the stained linoleum. 'Do me a massive favour please.’ You speed walk over not wanting to run to him should the champagne begin clunking against the plastic carry basket again. 'Pay for this and a tub of ice-cream and bring them back to the bus I’ll meet you there.’ You fish out two twenty dollar notes from your pocket pushing them into his hand. 'Get your chocolate too and keep the change.’ You give him a quick hug and thrust the basket at him. He rightens himself, beginning to protest the amount you’ve given him as you take off running through the store towards the car park around the back, the most inconspicuous spot to have a massive tour bus. You race down the aisles earning dirty looks from shoppers and employees alike not that you care in the slightest. Despite being dead tired and emotionally spent you sprint on through the doors and burst into the night air, fresh and cool. Your legs are tired by this stage, purely due to lack of sleep and extreme fatigue from your busy day, but you refuse to slow down.

Rounding the corner of the big concrete building that is the shop you let out a little squeal of joy. As you suspect the bus is parked inconspicuously behind the store, lights on inside engine running still, clearly expecting a quick stop. You race across the car park dodging the parked cars, there is no traffic due to the late hour luckily for you. You’re too excited to be salty Calum didn’t tell you he was coming. You don’t even care if it’s only for a day, you’re ecstatic to see your closest friend and boyfriend.

You pound once on the door and it opens automatically, the waiting for it to open wide enough for you to slip in causing you to jog lightly on the step.

'About fucking time Luke, that’s 10 whole minutes with Y/N I’m missing out on for your cravings!’ Calum grumbles from the lounge not looking up from his phone, the fact that this upsets him makes you smile a little, pleased your boyfriend is as excited to see you as you are to see him. He stands leaning against the back lounge wall next to the window.

You rush to him, smothering him in a hug so fierce he drops his phone, which thankfully lands safely on the wrap around lounge. 'Y/N!’ He responds with arms that engulf your shoulders as he buries his head in your neck. He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly as he pushes his face closer to your neck, stubbled chin resting millimetres below your ear. You rock from foot to foot still embracing him, much too excited to stand still. 'What are you doing I was going to surprise you!’ He says with a laugh breaking barely a foot apart at the torso, hips still flush against you arms sliding down to your waist hands resting gently on your hip bones. 'I was getting a few essentials that I have since persuaded Luke to grab for me. When I saw him race down the chocolate aisle I almost died of shock. I cannot believe you’re here!’ You reach up brushing a hand across his cheek with a feather light touch. 'I’ve missed you so much and your timing is impeccable! I really missed you today.’ You explain quietly cuddling back into Calum, determined to get in as many hugs as you can before he returns to the tour. 'Aww don’t you miss me everyday? Not just sometimes!’ He laughs faking offense. 'Don’t be silly you know I miss you all the time today just was a particularly terrible day in general and being with my boyfriend would have made it a lot more pleasant. But shocked as you may be I actually miss you most when it’s beautiful outside when I walk in the park, or when something great happens. Your my best friend as well as my boyfriend.’ You say into his chest somewhat shyly. He wraps you tighter in his strong arms. 'Same, Y/N same, I’ve missed you so much and I’m not here for long but I couldn’t not have the time with you.’ He says placing a gentle kiss on your head.

'Alright we get it but you can go home now before you make us all sick. Take your shit and get out. We’ll pick you up in a week.’ Michael says making shoving motions with his hands. Ashton laughs and pats Calum on the back. 'Go on mate.’ Ashton then rubs your back gently 'good to see you Y/N, take care of him and I’ll come pick him up when the breaks over, sorry it’s only short.’ He says sympathetically. You smile up at the curly-haired drummer, 'thanks Ash, it’s good to see you too.’ You briefly break away from Calum to give Ashton a warm hug. Embracing him you you close your eyes and smile contently, you’ve missed being with your little family almost as much as you’ve missed Calum.

Your smile morphs into a wicked grin, letting go of Ashton you march deeper into the bus. 'Your turn! I haven’t seen you in such a long time you have no say in the matter Clifford!’ You throws your arms around Michael as Ashton and Calum share amused laughs. You do a little dance as he pulls you into his flannel-clad chest. 'I’ve missed you all, even you Mikey!’ You joke but look up at him to make sure he knows you really have missed them all. He laughs loudly, 'we’ve missed you too, Calum particularly, the bus is pretty small mate, we can hear you.’ He winks at your blushing boyfriend. 'Be nice.’ You scold squeezing your arms tightly around his middle. 'And give me my girlfriend back.’ Calum pouts. You laugh letting go of Michael you walk back to Calum, sliding an arm around his waist. 'Come on let’s get your stuff and chase Luke down for mine then we can go home.’ You say excitement at the idea of a week with your boyfriend at home. He nods enthusiastically placing an arm around your shoulders gently he picks up his bag and presses the button to open the door. You call goodbyes as you walk towards a much calmer Luke, the tiredness that touring causes is showing on all the boys and Luke, despite his bubbly nature is no exception. He hands you your shopping and you give him a gentle hug as a thank you. 'Thanks Luke, take care of yourself, have a good rest.’ You say worried about how much of a toll this touring takes on them all. He nods and you walk off in seperate directions. Calum’s hand is nestled in yours as you walk to the car, having parked so far away from the few cars in the car park does have advantages and being able to reacquaint yourself with your boyfriend after so long in reasonable privacy is one of them. Although you’re both exhausted kissing in your car like teenagers before driving home and sharing a shower and then falling asleep I each other’s arms is an exhilarating idea. Now every time you go to a a supermarket you wish you did see someone you knew.

mercy pt 3

Genre: Angst

Length: 3.4k words

Pairing: Yoongi/Reader/Jimin

Summary: You knew the relationship was falling apart, you just couldn’t accept it. 

Part One  Part Two 

Grabbing my change from the cashier, I thanked her, taking my groceries and heading towards the exit. I swiftly make my way to my car almost throwing everything in the backseat and put my seat belt on. I had a pounding headache and I was more than relieved to be going home after a long day at work. Even though I was incredibly happy because of my new job title, it was more responsibility. I barely had time to breath lately much less do anything else, thankfully it was Friday which meant I would have the next two days off. Opening the door to my apartment I set all the groceries down and plop myself on the couch taking my shoes off in the process. Finally some time to myself.

I turned on the TV and checked my phone only to be disappointed once I realized that Jimin never got back to any of the texts I had sent him in the past few days. I figured he must’ve been busy as well, but his social media says otherwise. I checked his profile and sure enough he had posted less than two hours ago. Was he ignoring me? Since I met him we were always together, and I felt bad for my crazy work schedule recently that I actually didn’t notice. For the next ten minutes I debated on what to do and my eyes glanced at the clock, 10:30pm.

Sending him another text would be either a hit or miss, he can either reply or completely ignore. To be quite honest, I didn’t want to wait for his text so I slipped my shoes on with the intention to catch him on his break. But to my own surprise I couldn’t open the door. I mentally cursed to myself for being too much of a coward and started pacing back and forth in my living room. What if he genuinely was busy? Maybe I was overreacting and blowing everything out of proportion, but something didn’t feel right. Reluctantly I opened my door and ran towards the gym praying that I would catch Jimin in time. As I got closer I slowed down and catched my breath and relief washed over my body as I saw him standing outside looking at his phone.

“Jimin!” I yelled out still trying to get my breathing back to normal. He looked up and his face instantly dropped making my heart ache.

“Y/N.. hi..” He mumbled, “What are you doing here?” He said rather coldly looking back at his phone.

“I came to see you, we haven’t talked in a couple days and I was getting worried.” I mumbled surprised by his tone at me.

“No need to be worried Y/N.”

“A-Are you ok? You haven’t got back to my texts,” I softly said “did I do something wrong?” He raised his eyebrow “Oh. Right, the reason for that is that I simply didn’t want to text you back.” He flatly said.

My eyes widened “What do you mean? Did I do something wrong Jimin?” I questioned.

“No you didn’t. Why do you care so much anyways? I’m sure Yoongi hasn’t made time for his side so you came running to me.”


I stood there not knowing what to say, not knowing what to do, unable to move. Truth is I hadn’t spoken to Yoongi at all. Sure he had crossed my mind but I didn’t have a desire to talk to him so Jimin’s words especially hurt. Why was he acting like this? I felt tears running down my cheeks and I immediately wiped them away, “I-I’m sorry for bothering you Jimin.” I whispered looking towards the direction of my house “I guess I’ll just leave then.” And before he could say anything else, I was already running down the street finally able to let out the sobbing I was holding in looking back one more time only to find him already gone.

I barged in my house practically ripping my jacket off and slamming my bedroom door closed. My sobbing lasted longer than I wanted too but I eventually closed my eyes and dozed off to sleep.

I woke up the next morning with a throbbing headache and a tear stained pillow. The events from last night came rushing back to my head making my throat close. Getting myself out of bed, I walked to the kitchen pouring myself a cup of water to ease my body. After gulping down my water I put my cup in the sink and dragged myself to the bathroom. I took one good look at myself in the mirror and I almost screamed at my appearance. Clearly I had forgotten to take my makeup off the night before and crying all night only made me look worse. Alright Y/N get yourself cleaned up.

I turned the shower on waiting for the water to get warm before getting in. I took my clothes off and stepped in. I spent a good forty-five minutes before I finished my shower routine and turned the water off grabbing my towel and wrapping it around my body. Thankfully it made me feel a lot better and I made my way to my closet to change into clothes for the day. Just as I put some socks on I heard a knock on my door. I walked towards the front door checking the peephole first before opening it and I smiled once I saw it was who it was.

“Namjoon!” I yelled out at him opening the door and running in his arms. I missed him more than anything and for him to show up at my door out of nowhere definitely made me happy.

I felt him wrap his arms around me and I led him inside leading him to the living room.

“Ahh Y/N if I knew you were going to be this excited to see me I would show up unexpectedly more often.” He chuckled following me to the couch and taking a seat next to me.

“I’m just really happy to see you, I missed my best friend.” I pouted at him.

“I missed you too Y/N.” he said “But hey you’ve been busy too I came to make sure you were at least eating something.”

I rolled my eyes “Of course I have Joonie, have you?”

“Oh really? Have you ate today?” He questioned.

“YA in my defense I woke up late” I said smiling at him trying to come up with an excuse.

“Typical child” He said grabbing my face making me look at him only to frown once he saw how swollen my eyes were. I quickly looked away standing up “U-uh do you want something to drink? Something to ea-”

“Why are your eyes swollen.” He said ignoring my question. I mentally slapped myself for not putting makeup on sooner. Here we go…

“I stayed up really late last night watching dramas, I think watching too much made my eyes irritated.” I blurted out hoping he would drop it.

“You’re a really bad liar Y/N” He responded “If you’re not going to tell me I’ll go ask Yoongi myself AFTER I beat the crap out of him.” He calmly said standing up walking to the front door.

“No no no.. wait Namjoon it’s not because of Yoongi.” I argued standing in front of him to prevent him from leaving. He raised his eyebrow confused “Then what happened?”

“I’ll tell you..” I began “But it’s a long story Joonie.”

“I have time.” He blurted out sitting back down.

For the next hour I told him everything. From meeting Jimin, to the fight with Yoongi, to the restaurant incident, and to the events from last night. Namjoon patiently listened without saying a word and wiping my tears away as I told him how hurtful Jimin’s words were. He took every word I said in and held my hand the whole time.

“You said his name was Jimin right?” He spoke up after I finished talking. I nodded my head and he took out his phone pulling up a page and showing me his social media “This Jimin?” He asked handing me his phone. Looking through the page I recognized it right away. Again I nodded confused, “Wait Joon how do you know him?” I asked giving him back his phone.

“I went to highschool with him, he’s one of my good friends.” He said “Which is why I find all of this weird. Jimin isn’t like this.”

“How come you never told me? Or introduced me to him?” I asked in disbelief.

He gave me a look “You know how I am with you Y/N I never bring you around my friends because I know what they’re like.”

“Well yeah but still!” I yelled out annoyed.

“I just don’t want you to get hurt.” He began, “Remember when you started dating Yoongi? I almost killed him just by him not asking me before he asked you out.”

I giggled “Yeah yeah dad I remember” I mocked.

“And look how that turned out Y/N.” he added. I remained quiet because after all he was right.

“Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier?” He asked making me look up at him.

I sighed “honestly Joon I was going to tell you.”

I ran my fingers through my hair frustrated “I just didn’t know how too and it’s been too much.”

He nodded understanding and put my hands in his “What am I going to do with you?” He joked.

I chuckled “I don’t know.” I replied shrugging my shoulders.

“My job is to be here for you when you’re going through stuff like this, please tell me next time.”

“I know and I’m sorry. I promise I’ll stop being this annoying with my problems.” I whispered.

“Hush. You’re never annoying.”

“What about you huh! Any girl troubles?” I asked changing the subject.

“No girls for me yet, I’ve just been so busy with work.” He said laughing. “By the way I’m having a party tonight at my house I want you there Y/N.” he said

“A party? Like with people?” I hesitantly asked.

“Yes with people.” He stated, “please come.”

I softly smiled at him “I’ll be there Joonie.”

He shot me a big smile bringing out his dimples “Good, I’ll see you tonight then! Love you Y/N”

“Love you more” I replied leading him to the front door as we said our goodbyes.

I spent the rest of the day cleaning up my apartment to pass time and watching dramas. As much as I wasn’t up to go to a party, I wanted to be there for Namjoon. The day passed rather quickly and by the time it reached 7pm, I was already raiding my closet to find an outfit to wear. Jeans or a dress? I quickly did my best to put an outfit together and thanks to my good sense of style, I managed to find one sooner than I thought. Relieved, I made my way to the bathroom and got started on my hair and makeup. After about thirty minutes I was done and finally ready. I grabbed my phone and I was out the door.

I made it to Namjoon’s house and boy was it super packed. Drinks were everywhere, music was blasting, and people were everywhere. I squeezed through the endless bodies of people and tried to find Namjoon letting him know I was here and once I found him he immediately handed me a drink. “I’m so glad you’re here, enjoy yourself but not too much! I’m watching you.” He warned giving me a stern look. I nodded at him laughing letting him get back to greeting people and made my way to an empty spot in the house sipping on my drink telling myself to have a good time. It was when I was getting a refill that I noticed someone staring at me from the corner of my eye. I looked up only to see Jimin on the other side of the room looking over at me. Great. His gaze never left my face as I grabbed another drink and I looked away walking back to my spot on the couch. I was doing my best to avoid Jimin’s stare until I noticed someone else arrive.. Yoongi.

Fuck. What the hell are they doing here?

Yoongi seemed to almost immediately spot Jimin and due to Jimin having his attention at me, Yoongi quickly averted his eyes to mine. We kept our eyes locked on each other for what felt like hours until I managed to glance at Jimin. He was no longer looking at me and instead he was burning holes into the side of Yoongi’s face.

What the fuck is going on?

I turned around and walked towards an empty spot on the couch away from both of them and anxiously sipped my drink. Although neither of them talked to me, they were both shooting death glares at each other.

God this was so frustrating, don’t let this ruin your night Y/N…

I hastily stood up from the couch and began walking to the backyard for some air and to get away from both of their views. Thankfully there were less people outside and I quickly found an empty chair. I gulped down my drink and before I could grab another one I felt someone beside me already handing me one. I looked up and smiled reaching over to accept it. He looked to be around my age and although he was quite buzzed, his attractive features stood out almost instantly.

“Can I sit?” He asked.

I nodded scooting over making some room for him “thanks for the drink by the way.” I said.

“No problem, you here alone by any chance?” He asked putting his hand on my knee. I tensed up and shook my head yes. “Uhh yeah I am”

He smirked “Can I keep you company tonight?”

I stuttered, “o-oh you don’t have too.”

“I’d like too.” He said taking another chug from whatever the hell he had in his cup and throwing his hand over my shoulder pulling me closer to him. “I’d also like to rip that dress off of your pretty little body later.” Warning bells went off in my head and I tried shoving him away from me only to have his grip on me tighten.

“Let me go!” I begged trying to escape his hold. At this point the people outside were starting to look over at what was going on making him growl as he let me go. I noticed both Jimin and Yoongi making their way outside through the crowd towards me. Suddenly I see Namjoon pop out of nowhere grabbing the guy by the collar of his shirt throwing him on the floor causing the drink to fall out of his hand.

“Get the FUCK out of my house.” Namjoon barked stepping closer to him with his fists clenched.

I looked over to the guy who was struggling to pick himself up from having one too many drinks and let out a grunt. I went behind Namjoon hiding myself from the eyes glued on me, “you ok Y/N?” He asked turning his attention back to me pulling me into his arms once he saw him leaving. I nodded burying my face in his chest to prevent myself from crying even harder. “I swear I’m going to kill him” he grumbled grabbing my hand leading me away from the crowd. I pulled away from him as my body relaxed and sighed, “I ruined the party mood huh?”

“No, you didn’t. It just made me remember why I don’t bring you around my so called friends.” He said frowning. “I swear I’m gonna kill that kid.” I gave him a soft smile “Thank you,” I reassured, “But I think I’m going to call it a night.”

He nodded as we both walked to the front yard passing both Yoongi and Jimin, I however refused to look up at them.

“I’ll call you tomorrow Y/N” he replied sighing giving me a quick hug “And text me when you get home safely ok?”

“Will do Joon” I said grabbing my keys from my pocket and waving him off.

I began walking along the sidewalk towards my car which was parked farther than I hoped. I took my phone out to check the time, 12:33am

Was I really at that party for that long? It sure didn’t feel like that much time passed. I shoved my phone back in my pocket as my car came into view and I felt my body being pulled back without warning. I let out a yelp and did my best to steady my balance. “What the hell?”

“Y/N,” I heard the voice say immediately recognizing who it belonged to, “Are you okay?”

“I’m not in the mood to talk right now Jimin,” I harshly replied straightening myself up continuing to walk to my car. “Especially to you.”

His face fell, “Wait wait wait please can we talk?” He begged softly grabbing my hand. I rolled my eyes at him and pulled my hand back scoffing, “Talk about what Jimin? I don’t want to hear how pathetic of a person I am anymore.”

“Please just hear me out” He pleaded stepping closer to me closing the space between us.

“I’m sorry Jimin.” I whispered keeping my head down picking up my pace and heading to my car.

“Do you still love him?” He yelled out making me freeze and stop in my tracks.

“What?” I questioned locking my eyes with his, “What are you talking about?”

“Yoongi.” He quietly said not taking his eyes off of mine.

“I-I don’t-” I choked out not knowing what to say

“I don’t know Jimin.” I finished looking down on the floor this time avoiding his reaction.

“I was ignoring you.” He admitted, “And I-I know what I said to you can’t be taken back but I was just..”

“Just what?” I blurted out interrupting him, “Just what huh Jimin? Do you think what you said to me not hurt?


“Goodnight Jimin.” I said not waiting for his response.

“I like you.” he confessed, “I like you more than I thought I would.”

“Then why did yo-”

“I was scared.” He said cutting my sentence off, “I didn’t think I had a chance since..”

“Since I still love him.” I finished for him. I let out a laugh as I felt tears forming in my eyes. “Tell me Jimin, how did you even know I still felt something for him?”

“He told me.” He confirmed, “and even if he didn’t it was written all over your body.”

“Regardless you were the one person who actually made me forget about him even if it was just for a little while and even though I knew I was dumb for still loving someone like that, I had hope you looked past that.” I choked out as tears fell down my cheeks, he reached out to wipe them away but I harshly turned my head away refusing.

“Let me get you home Y/N, we can talk there.”

I furiously shook my head, “No.”


“She said no.

Both our heads turned around to meet the one and only owner of the voice I knew far too well.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” I muttered in disbelief. “Don’t you think you’ve done enough to me the past few months Yoongi?” I whispered stepping closer to him not breaking eye contact, “Why do you always do this shit to me, do you ever take my feelings into consideration at all?”

I was fuming now and my heart was racing, a million of emotions ran through my body but anger was the only thing that took over me. I glared at Yoongi waiting for his response but when it didn’t come I got more frustrated.

“Now you’ve got nothing to say?” I hissed, “Why can’t you just stop giving me mixed signals? I’m just tired of this, I want to be happy Yoongi..”

“I want you to be happy Y/N I really do,” He whispered with tears in his eyes threatening to fall,  “But I want you to be happy with me.

It took me a while to process his words but once I did my mind began racing and I didn’t have any strength to answer him.

“I just can’t do this anymore.” I muttered. “I need space, from both of you guys.”


“NO. Just leave me alone for the next couple days.” I warned, “Please.” With that I turned to my car and leaving them both standing there speechless.

Don’t look back.

author’s note: Hiiii guyyyyss! :) I really hope you guys liked it! 

me and my friends watched more miraculous. it continued to be a wild ride

part one

stuff that’s not in quotes is me, anything in quotes is one of my friends

(note: some nsfw stuff, including sex mentions this time)


  • “i think alya’s my favorite so far”
  • “alya’s thicc”
  • i like how she hides
    “that’s what i would do”
  • “i hope he hears it”
  • [if he does i’ll die of shame]
  • “[adrien]’s a sexy beast”
  • [it’s locked!]
    “no SHIT it’s called a LOCKer”
  • [what does ladybug see in him?]
    “god only knows”
  • “i love how i relate to the butterflies because they’re all like on the ground around him, but when they see the harsh light of day they all *hisses*”
  • [the thought makes me puuurrrr]
    “*shudders* can we NOT”
  • [of course adrien would own a high tech phone]
    mari you do too
    “pfff yeah it’s right there”
  • “why won’t this thing come off? because it’s extra”
  • [transforms] “extra”
  • “*points to chat* yellow”

(more copycat, as well as dark cupid, pixelator, animan, darkblade, the pharaoh, timebreaker, and the gamer under the cut)

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Dirty Call

Got7 Yugyeom


gif not mine


I came home and my apartment was sadly empty since Yugyeom was away on tour. It has been around 3 weeks now and I missed him a little more everyday. It was Friday and usually Yugyeom and I went out for eat or just to walk hand in hand. But today it was cold outside and I couldn’t feel the warm of his arms around me. Even the shower felt cold. I was just  so depressed today. I was missing him more than usually maybe because I had a bad day. I dropped cafe on my shirt in the morning, I lost my keys, and my best friend cancelled our lunch because she was sick…. Anyway I was finally at home after a long day and could have some rest.

I was watching the TV lied on the couch when my phone ringed.

“Hi Y/N~” “Gyeomie !” I was suddenly really happy. “How are you princess ?” I sighed “I miss you too much so I will say that I am actually trying to survive” He laughed which made me smile like a five years old little girl. “I miss this laugh Yugyeom” “I know baby. I miss you too” “You are certainly too busy to think of me and miss me the way I miss you” “Don’t say such stupid thing with the beautiful mouth of yours Y/N. I can not stop thinking of you. So much that it’s confusing. Sometimes I can’t even be concentrated” I smirked “Oh really ?” “Yeah. It’s been too long now since I heard you moan my name” I blushed. “Remember when our movie night turned in a sex night on the couch ? I’m sure you do. I made you moan mine name so many time on this night baby”  Moments of our last night together crossed my mind and it was such a turn on hearing him talked about it as I reminded how much I loved his touch and the way he could make me cum just with his fingers… I could feel that I was getting wet as my heart beating faster. “You can touch yourself for me babygirl. I’m sure you’re already wet, ain’t you ?” “Yes I am Gyeomie.” I could feel that he smirked when he heard my answer. “And you may be hard if you want me like I want you right now” “Hearing your sexy voice say my name always make me hard baby” I bit my lips before telling his name in a moan. “God Y/N. I must take care of myself now. Let’s do it together baby, okay ?” “I thought you’d never ask” I said as I moved one of my hand under my short to caress myself. “What color is your panties ?” “I don’t have one” He chuckled “Bad girl” A soft moan left my lips as I was going faster “Yugyeom…” “You can insert one finger baby” I did and bit my lip by plaisure. “Go faster” “I did baby. This still ain’t good as feeling your mouth on it” His dirty talk drove me crazy, I was burning in desire for him and moan his name again. “I want to feel you in my pussy Yugyeom…” “I know Y/N. I missed the feeling of your walls tighten around my cock when you’re near to come. Just add a finger babygirl” I added one as he said. At this point I was a moaning mess I was getting closer as Yugyeom told me to go faster and added a third finger. I could hear that he also had a lot of pleasure by himself and hearing him just excited me more. “Yugyeom please…” I managed to say. “I know baby, me too. Come for me Y/N” My fingers trusted faster as I added pressure on my clit and I quickly came at the same time as Yugyeom did. “I should call you more at night honey. I love you, you and your moans” I laughed. “I love you too you dirty boyfriend”

Originally posted by chichangyu