a/n: This imagine similar is to Playful because it has 4 different scenes regarding thoughtfulness in a relationship. Thank you to everyone who sent ideas in for this imagine. I was only able to use one since I already had the other three ideas written, but I really appreciate your suggestions and I may use them in the future, so thank you!
On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, you start your job at the front desk of the library at seven in the morning, which is a bit too early for your liking. This morning in particular is a rough morning for you. You were up until nearly three in the morning trying to finish a paper so having to be awake at 6:30 wasn’t at all enjoyable.
The library is nearly empty this early in the morning, which makes it even harder for you to be able to keep your eyes open. You’re doing some work on the library computer, and out of the corner of your eye, you notice someone enter the building. You don’t even look up from your computer, too tired to bother shifting your attention away from the screen in front of you. Only when the figure stops at the desk do you bother to look up.
You’re thoroughly surprised to see your boyfriend standing there. His hair is messy, like he didn’t bother to fix it before he left his dorm. Just the sight of him half asleep, but standing there in front of you brings a smile to your own tired face. “Morning y/n,” He says, when you don’t say anything right away. Despite the tiredness in his eyes and the fact that he isn’t used to waking up so early in the morning, he still is smiling brightly at you.
“Good morning baby, what are you doing?” You whisper to him leaning over the desk.
“I brought you coffee.” He responds, holding out the venti starbucks cup that you were too distracted to notice until just now.
Hard to say patrol is happening when you’re making out near gargoyles… (and again I draw something more LadyNoir. See why I’m probably going to draw for that month? It’s my favorite part of Love Square). ANYWAY, again, uploading late, but shoould be better about tomorrow? Since I have an idea for the AU… two even… and I might do both and skip day eleven because how do you draw fake dating? Idk…
the reality behind me and my overgrown smile lately. today ive taken 5 of my anti anxiety meds, the limit is 3. i felt as though i couldn’t breathe. like anxiety had taken its hands, reached into my lungs and taken all the air out. i skipped my workout. havent washed my hair in two days, or taken a shower after practice today. i havent touched my piled up bills, made my appointments, even glanced at my homework, or taken my meds. today i am not okay. today is when the reality of having a mental illness comes back and slaps you right in the face when you least expected it. and i find myself questioning it, was i really doing better? was i really making progress? was i really happy? because this is the reality of mental illness, and let me tell you it isn’t pretty.
“You’re the only good thing that i have” – Justin Foley x Reader.
Summary: Focus on the
last chapter of the serie, specifically when Justin and his
“stepfather” discuss and he throws him out of the house, without the
boy’s mother saying anything else. This one shot is focused on the topic of
friendship rather than something romantic, what happens after, it‘s left to the
imagination of the reader.
The smell of butter coming from the kitchen and
the sound of the microwave, causes my mouth to water. Finally, whenever I
started making popcorn, those three minutes made me eternal. I was amused as I
emptied the contents of the bag into a bowl, then I bent down to take out a pot
of salsa. Yes it was going to be a great
night; I didn’t agree if I thought it sarcastically, or it was true,
considering that most of my nights on a Friday were the same. An exhaustive date
between Netflix and me; But this evening would be special and not because I
expected someone, but because I would have a home alone and could set the
television to the highest volume if it hit me. I’m so funny! I laughed at myself as I packed up my supplies on the
coffee table. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Mom go downstairs as she
finished putting on her earrings; Dad left his study.
“Are you sure you want to be alone,
dear?” I turned to see my mother. “You can join us. They adore you”
“Because I was a little girl, Mom, now I
don’t think they found me so funny unless I let them pinch my cheeks … and
that won’t happen.” I pointed to her without erasing my smile. I slammed
down on the couch and watched my parents get together.
“Why don’t you call one of your
friends?” My father said.
“Because they must be in some party.
Besides, I don’t have so many friends.” Me and my smile between teasing
and trying to be kind. Sometimes I thought my parents didn’t know me at all.
“You didn’t want to go to the party?”
“Not really. Mom, Dad, I’m perfectly fine
with staying here.” I raised my arms.
“And Justin?” I didn’t miss the way
the man made a face. What father would like his daughter to be home alone with
a boy? Even if that boy was my best friend?
“Probably with Jessica.” I smiled.
I knew Justin Foley since childhood, our
parents were friends, or at least my mom was for Justin’s mother, then she started
to change and finally they ended up moving away. My friendship with the
basketball player didn’t flinch and we got along better than ever, except that
I should share him constantly with his girlfriend, I didn’t uncomfortable,
however, I also got along well with her, but I knew perfectly when I was doing
a bad third and when not.
“Seriously, I’m fine; I won’t share my
popcorn with anyone.” I looked at them with feigned adoration.“
You’re going to be late with your friends. Adiós”
The little bottle of popcorn lay empty on the
coffee table, just like my soda, while I stared at the series on the
television. I found it interesting to put myself upside down on the couch,
wanting to avoid the boredom I had been having for three hours with my eyes on
the TV. It would probably be a good idea to go to sleep, but I wasn’t even
sleepy. I had no stories to look at at Snapchat and Instagram, for I had
already seen all of them. There was nothing good to do and a part of me
regretted not having gone even a while to the party, mocking a few, talking to
other people and maybe dancing. I’d be back before my parents came back, but
they wouldn’t be back for more than two hours, I wouldn’t have time to do some
of those things if I left right now, unless I decided to show up in my pretty
I paused the series in progress and stood up
taking the junk. I washed, dried them and settled in their respective places. I
took a few chocolates from Mom, I knew that she would realize that it were
missing two, but that it gave more, I felt like a lot. I returned to the room
where I dropped into the sofa and took my phone entering Facebook, almost all
my “friends” posted photos of the party, I thought I would find some
Justin or Jessica but neither of them had posted anything since hours. I
shuddered away from my head what those two might be doing. I left the
application and before I blocked it, I got a call from Zach Dempsey. I
“What’s up, Zach?”
“Have you heard from Justin?” He
asked in a serious tone.
I frowned and sat on the couch looking at my
chocolate, wanting to take the wrapper off with one hand. I focused on the
background sound on the other side of the line, i could hear a distant noise
that could be the TV, but no music. I was surprised that he wasn’t at the
“He was calling me a couple of hours
“And … why didn’t you answer?” I
shrugged, then chewed my chocolate.
I heard him sigh.
“It’s complicated, Y/N”
“Ok … what’s going on?”
“He didn’t tell you?”
“Is there something he need to tell
me?” Okay, now I was confused.
Lately I had noticed the guys acting too
strange, they all seemed to be alert, scared, worried, even the face of my best
friend seemed increasingly exhausted, repentant, lost and even careless. I
still didn’t skip the time when he missed class two days and didn’t show up at
the team presentation, when I tried to talk to him, he had told me that he just
gave him a stomach infection. I didn’t swallow it, since, after that, it was
when the change began. And not only did they look that way, I was even present
when Clay Jensen got out of control and accused all of us from causing people
to commit suicide, or to speak more clearly, of Hannah Baker. Of course it was
a sack that I didn’t have flat, in my life, I dealt with that girl, I only
learned of her suicide because it became viral in high school. The only thing i
knew about her was that she dated for a very short time with Justin, until his
“dear” friend Bryce came up to take his phone and roll the photo my
best friend had taken from the poor girl. In conclusion, everyone acted as if
at any moment a policeman was behind them with a pair of handcuffs. And I didn’t
understand why, and when I asked, they made sure to change the subject, so I
just stopped insisting that everyone take care of their life. What if it hurt,
was that my own best friend seemed less and less trusting me.
“I just wanted to know if you’d heard of
him, Y/N, I see no. I’ll see you Monday”
“Zach” I stopped his intention to cut
the call. He waited in silence “If he calls you, you talk to me,
After his answer I let him hang me. I leaned
one end of the phone on my lips as I thought. I couldn’t know for sure where
Justin was, doubted that at home, considering that he had told me that his
mother had returned with that imbecile, but neither knew where he could have
gone and less in his lost and constantly nervous state. The truth is, that
lately, Justin Foley seemed a complete stranger in front of me, was no longer
the same funny and carefree boy that I had gotten used to and that filled me
with impotence when I thought about him, I was supposed to be one of the People
who knew him the most, but, how to help him if he wouldn’t let me in? How to
help him if i didn’t even know why he is submerged in constant misery? Didn’t
he trust me as much as I thought? But if we told ourselves everything!
I sighed and quickly dialed Jessica’s number. I
don’t know why I didn’t call him directly, maybe it was because I was scared to
know him in trouble or that he would move away, again, and deny my help, but I
would come to him even though he hated me for intervening.
At the third bell, she answered.
“I can’t talk now, Y/N” Jessica was
“Are you okay?” I stood up from the
impression. What the hell had happened now? “Jessica, talk to me”
“It’s nothing, Y/N, anyway, you don’t know
anything” Sharpened her voice and I was offended “Also, why do you
want to comfort me? Your best friend is someone else”
“Did Justin do something to you? I wanted
to know if you were with him” she didn’t need me, well, I would just ask
her the reason for my call and hang up.
“He was here, yes, and I hope I don’t have
him around anymore,” she shouted.
But for the second time in the night, I was
left alone with the phone in my ear. I went to Justin’s contact and undoubtedly
called, but his phone jumped right into the mailbox almost immediately. This
asshole had rejected my call. I locked the phone and dropped it on my side. I
got tired of trying to help my friends somehow, no one seemed to want to trust
me and Jessica had treated me badly. I snorted and rested my elbows on my knees
as well as my chin in my hands. What kind of friends had I got? They brought
something and completely excluded me from that. Now Justin and Jessica, what
problem in paradise now existed? I had never heard her so aggressive and with
so much hatred towards my friend, something very big had to happen between them
and I was worried, for both of them, at least I knew that Jess was apparently
good, but where the hell was the boy? When I discovered and found him, i would
give him a good blow.
At least the boredom had passed and I had
something to occupy my mind. A case that had no clue and I didn’t even know how
to find them.
My phone lit up and I picked it up quickly.
Justin’s name lay in the middle of the screen with a new message, I opened it
as fast as the artifact allowed me.
I’m outside your
house, can you go out for a moment?
I looked at one of the windows, until that
moment I had noticed that it had begun to rain. I bit my lip and got to my feet
leaving the phone on the couch. Going out in my pajamas was too much,
considering that it was urgent to see that my friend was perfectly well, then I
would take him to drag him all over the block, to worry me about this way. I
took my jacket and my keys and opened the door, there, in the middle of my
garden, was my best friend, drenched, hands in his pockets, his sports bag
hanging from his body and staring into mine. His appearance looked just like
the last few weeks when we had barely spoken, now we were in front of the other
and even though i hated to admit it, i felt really uncomfortable.
I spit it out and ended up leaving the house
and going into the rain. I slowly descended the porch steps and walked toward
it, leaving a considerable distance between the two. Immediately I noticed his
swollen eyes, he had been crying and it hurt me that i didn’t know anything
about his new, almost permanent condition. I crossed my arms waiting for him to
start talking. Neither of us seemed to disturb the rain.
“I know I’ve been pushing you away for a
long time.” I raised my eyebrows. He continued, “And I’m so sorry, Y/N,
you’re my best friend, I didn’t want to see you getting muddled in this mess; I
needed an escape, know that there was still something good and that was you”
“An escape from what, Justin? Your way of
acting lately … and that of everyone else? ”
“It’s more complicated than it seems. I
didn’t want to tell you, because …”
“You know what? I know that things have
gone very bad, and now you come to tell me that you argued with Zach and then
you ended up with Jessica, then you remember that at last you have a best
friend who cares about you and you come to use it as a cloth of tears” I
had been affected by all this, and right now I realized that.
“Zach called me a while ago, he told me
you called him and he didn’t answer” Justin looked down “Then I
called Jessica … who practically sent me to hell for being your so-called
best friend. So I guess you’re just coming in to let off steam about that,
that’s your problem, Foley.”
“I wish that was just my problem.” He
approached me. “I’m an imbecile, Y/N, and that’s why I’ve been losing my
friends slowly, even to my girlfriend, Jessica doesn’t want to know about me
anymore. I know that if you knew what was happening, right now we wouldn’t be
talking outside your house”
“And risking hypothermia” I said
“Let’s go in” I suggested.
“Don’t. It will be easier here, you won’t
have to ask me to leave you alone”
“What are you talking about, Justin?”
I retreated “Who the hell did you kill to act like that?”
“I don’t want to lose you, Y/N”
“You know something? You really are
missing out on me. For weeks I tried to help you without knowing what is
happening to you, but you throw me away, you tell me not to worry when it is
impossible not to do it, and even reject my calls. Now you come here, with me,
telling me all this, because I bet, you no longer have anyone else. I’m your
last choice, aren’t I?”
I was going to march to lock myself in my
house, but he stopped me.
“I didn’t want to come to you!” I
looked at him wounded “I didn’t want to do it because I didn’t want to
poison you in this hunt” I was about to protest but he silenced me
“You’re good, impeccable and graceful. Since the beginning of all this I
have needed you desperately, I know that your words will always lift me, but to
listen to them you need to know the truth. And I’m not sure you want to hear it”
“Talk about a goddamn time, Foley” I
“I’m sorry that you’re going to change the
perspective you have on me. You have been a true friend to me”
Justin took my hand and took me to take shelter
on the porch of my house, was seriously the fact that he didn’t want to enter.
My friend had really done something wrong and now I wasn’t so sure I wanted to
“You remember Jessica’s party.” he
started a little nervous. I nodded, how could I forget that party? My neighbor
and also friend, Jeff Atkins, had died that night. “She and I were drunk
“I know. I saw you” I murmured.
“We went to her room.” He paused, his
eyes filled with tears. “But she was almost unconscious to go on with what
we were planning …”
“Justin” I felt breathless.
“I did nothing but lay her down on her bed
and cover her with a sheet. She fell asleep and my intention was to take care
of her until she felt better.” I nodded following the thread of his story.
“When I left her room I stayed at her door for a long time” He took a
breath. "Then Bryce appeared, he was drugged and began to insist In that
he wanted to enter the room, I told him that Jess was in there very badly. I
wasn’t going to let him in.” I covered my mouth as I felt my heartbeat
increase. “He manipulated me and entered the room, when I realized what would
happen, I tried to remove him, but he pushed me out of the room and closed the
door securely …”
“Stop it!” I practically screamed and
closed my eyes. I could imagine what had happened then and now I understood why
Jessica was crying and her sudden hatred of Justin. My head started to spin.
“I’m sorry” he sobbed.
I looked at him.
“It’s been weeks since that … And you
barely spoke?” I chuckled, consumed with horror. Poor Jessica.
Then he explained me that it wasn’t by his will
that he had to tell his girlfriend about what happened that night, she didn’t
even know it, instead he brainwashed her with lies. Justin began to tell me
that it had all started by tapes that Hannah Baker had left after her death, or
rather, it came to them after. In these tapes, she explained the reasons why
she decided to end her life and in each one spoke about someone specific and
the actions they did against her and that led her to cut their veins and bleed
in the tub. In one of those tapes, Hannah explained that she was in that room
where Bryce Walker had raped Jessica Davis. At least those were Justin’s words.
“I think I’m going to vomit” I
mumbled, looking away. “So … Is that why they’re acting like someone is
going to kill them? On those tapes Hannah talks about you … about Zach, Jessica,
Bryce, and how many more?” Justin nodded.
“I was the first … because of that damn
photo that Bryce took”
“God, Justin, why didn’t you tell
me?” He blinked confused.
“Are you not upset with me?”
“Of course I am! You’re an idiot and I
shouldn’t forgive you! But it hurts me more than you haven’t trusted me”
“Like I said, I didn’t want to poison you
with this. I didn’t want to lose you”
“Is that why you’re outside of your house
at this hour?”
“Losing my girlfriend, a friend and now my
best friend” He pointed at me “It’s not the only bad thing that
happened to me this day”
“What else happened to you?”
“My mother’s boyfriend threw me out of the
house after reading a summons”
“Because of Hannah, they found evidence
that points us … and well” He shrugged “I have nowhere to stay,
they all turned their back on me, I know Bryce won’t do it but I don’t want to see
him. Anyway, I’m sorry, Y/N, thank you for being my best friend”
He went down the steps of my house. I almost
let him go but I snorted. At first i didn’t intervene because i knew nothing
and he didn’t tell me, but now that he had done it, i couldn’t ignore our years
of friendship and that he has always supported me. He will be an accomplice to
a very serious crime, but i couldn’t bear to know that he was wandering the
streets all night.
“Hey, idiot” I called him. He turned.
I walked resolutely toward him and hugged him.
I wasn’t going to belong to that group that turned their back on him, because I
wasn’t like them. I hadn’t done anything wrong and I wanted Justin, not to help
him bother me for the rest of the night and maybe for the rest of my life in
Warnings: Self Conscious reader, protective father, verbal abuse, body shaming
Request: Hi, I have a request, I hope you don’t mind accepting! Your
writing is so amazing, I wish I could write as well as you do!
Anyways…Maybe you write a oneshot about the reader who is
on the phone with their mom and Tony (their bf, or dad, you choose!), being the
overprotective dad/bf he is, has been noticing that the reader has been
skipping meals. Like, the reader would only eat around lunchtime, and sometimes
dinner, but thats it. He overhears her mom chastising her about how the reader
needs to lose weight, ect. Can it be really fluffy?
(You don’t have to go by this
exactly, feel free to change some stuff if you feel like you need too! Write
what you think would sound (?) best!) <3
You preferred your dad to your mom. Your mom got stuck with
you after sleeping with your dad and being a woman who was a gold digger, she
happily threw you at your dad to go on dates and get money from her dates. Your
dad actually cared about you. Your parents had very different views about what
they want from you. Your mom wanted you to follow in her footsteps. Drop out
and rely on some rich old dude. Your dad wanted you to do well in school, to be
independent and strong, and to make a name for yourself. You happily went with
what your dad wanted since its more practical and you didn’t like the old men
who gave you looks that your mom brought home.
like hand holding, cuddles, kisses, random makeout sessions, the whole shebang literally all the time
sUPER possessive of you
becomes jealous very easily
“who’s that Y/N”
“Literally I have no idea Luhan, he’s just some random guy who passed us in the street.”
“He gave us a weird look… he gave you a weird look.”
“I’m pretty sure I saw him wink too”
“You know there’s this thing called blinking right?
holding onto your hand tighter or pulling you closer whenever you visited him on set
leaving marks on you all the time just to make it known you were taken
and for other reasons too… ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
he would push you to try new things
take you on dates simply to go exploring
most of the time you guys would just end up walking around the city lost but…
it’d be cool though because he would take the lead… and the blame
sometimes you would find some really cool abandoned buildings though
and maybe go stargazing
lazy dates would be frequent too
sometimes he would just randomly show up at your house with movies
he might fall asleep on you half way through the movie or if its a sad one tear up a little, but u would be warm from cuddling so it would be ite
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
sex sex sex sex
literally its all he thinks about
he may appear calm in public or when he meets your friends or family…. but he is a FREAK in the sheets
you guys would probs have sex at least once a day usually 2-3 times a day when he didn’t have to travel
and boy when he did have to travel…
be prepared to not leave the bedroom for a couple days before he leaves and for a couple days after he returns
you gotta make up for lost time right?
at least 5 out of the 7 days of the week you would be tied up, blindfolded or dressed in an interesting manner or get pounded against the wall or headboard
he may seem skinny… but he sure packs a punch
when would you neck not be covered in bruises or pink marks
you skin around your hip bones would always be covered in scratch marks and bruises
he seems like the submissive type right? with his feminine looks and petiteish frame…
oh honey… what treat you’ll be in for…
lollllllll so Admin A and I kinda skipped two days posting sorryyyyy. Anyways this is a new thing I’m kinda testing out to see how u guys like it. I’m thinking of possibly doing it for other members and other groups too idk yet tho
“You don’t want to fix me, then? You don’t have a long list of things I need to work on?”
“No.” I stare out the window. The view is so bleak. So cold. Covered in ice and snow. “There’s nothing wrong with you that isn’t already wrong with me,” I say quietly. “And if I were smart I’d first figure out how to fix myself.”
We’re both silent awhile. The tension is so thick in this small space.
Just a thought but I honestly believe what jian yi and zhan what they have is true love. Like if any one of them were to be put in danger they would literally die for each other. Like that time when zhan and mo fought. He did all that for jian yi. Or when jian got kidnapped and still thought about about xixi. I mean these two can’t stand to be apart from each other. They need each other to feel complete. If that’s not true love idk what is. Or when zhan planned that romantic date for jian yi on his birthday. Or when jian yi skipped school just for zhan. I love these two so much.