i stayed up all night finishing this

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Guren Ichinose x Shinya Hiiragi // Owari no Seraph

He’s everything I want He’s everything I need (insp.)

Night AUs

- You talk in your sleep and you pretty much just described to me, in extremely graphic detail, how you would kill someone and now I’m too scared to fall asleep

- (On the flip side) you made a lot of sexual noises while you slept, what (or who) were you dreaming about??

- Okay I get that ocean noises help people go to sleep but you’ve literally been playing whale mating calls at full volume for the past hour and if you don’t stop soon I’m gonna come over and smack you

- We both planned to stay up all night but you ended up falling asleep and you just woke up to me standing next to you with a bowl of warm water in my hands-I can explain

- We were both going to pull an all nighter to study for an exam tomorrow but now it’s 6 am and we just finished an entire tv series and I can’t believe you let this happen

- it’s 4 am and we’re both running solely on Red Bull and coffee at this point and we just had the most in depth discussion about eggs I swear to god

Safe Places.

Based on an ask I received!
I apologize, the story had to be edited so I rewrote the whole thing here!

Original idea by: @lightderin

Lance looked around at the accusing glares of his teammates, all different intensities. He smiled nervously, “Oops.”

They had been mapping out locations in the observatory of safe planets to land, or easy places to wormhole, in the case of an attack that needed quick escape.

The team had been at it for hours, and had over 120 spots pinpointed over multiple galaxies.

Lance, who had found the entire ordeal quite boring, had strolled away to check out the little holograms floating around.

He couldn’t help that it was hard for him to pay attention, ADHD did that to a person. Focusing just wasn’t his gig.

The blue paladin had started across the other side of the room, hands in his pockets and he just looked.

Until he thought he found Earth.

He should know what it looked like, he stared at its little hologram nearly every night.

Lance missed home.
He missed the people back there.

Without much thought, Lance reached forward to zoom in, a happy little smile on his lips.

Home.

Look at it, just right there—

“Aw, what the heck?!” A chorus of shouts came from behind and Lance jumped.

He turned to see the team staring at him, looking annoyed and tired. “Hm?”

Pidge motioned frantically to the hologram around them, “Lance, we lost our spot! We lost our points!”

Lance blinked, “…how?”

Keith groaned, “Idiot, because you were screwing around with the screen!”

Lance frowned, looking back at Earth, and saw how zoomed in it was and how the constellations and stars around him had changed too.

Oh, he didn’t think that one through.
Lance looked back at them and smiled nervously, “Oops?”

He was answered with grumbles, and a yawn from Hunk. They were tired and now were too frustrated to get significantly angry.

“Let’s go to bed, we can start again in the morning.” Shiro said, rubbing his forehead. “You too Lance.”

Lance rubbed his neck, looking at the ground as the team and the Altean duo walked past him.

He grunted when Keith bumped into him, “Watch where you’re going, Lance.” The red paladin spat.

Lance frowned.
Keith was the one who bumped into him!

“Oh yeah, mull—”
He was alone in the observatory.

He took a shaky breath, watching the doors close behind his friends, and sulked.

Great.
He had annoyed them all, again.

Why could he just keep his hands to himself? Look don’t touch, his mama had always said.

Lance sighed, arms coming up to pull up his hood and put it over his head. A safe place, where he could only see forward, and no one could see him.

Hoods were nice.
When you can only look back at your mistakes, they allow you to dream ahead and block out any side distractions.

It was a new world, your own world, and provided the blue paladin with a sense of security.

Safe.

He sat down, back in front of Earth, letting it float nearer to him and he watched it carefully.

The blue light illuminating the white space his head was tucked into, and it was just those two.

Lance and Earth.
She was such a pretty lady.

His sadness escaped through a sigh, and he allowed himself to be calm.

Tonight, he would fix it.
Lance would stay up all night and go through the map an replot every point.

And as morning came, the hood would come off, and Lance would feel a little better.

Everything would be okay.

It had to be, otherwise what would have been the point of staying up all night to do all of this for his team?

He skipped breakfast, as that time came the following morning. Not that he was incredibly hungry anyway.

“203…204, wait, no…” Lance put down another point, rubbing his eyes and swaying in his spot.

Lance had marked down every point they had previously plotted, and finding he hadn’t been able to sleep, continued on.

The blue paladin barely noticed as a door opened behind him, and the team entered.

“Wh— Lance? We thought you were still sleeping, you weren’t at breakfast.” Princess Allura said with a hint of surprise in her tone.

Lance chuckled, “Nah, thought I would finish up some of our plotting.”

Team Voltron and the Alteans were staring in awe at the color coordinated dots that glowed amongst the light blue holographic model.

“What is this?” Shiro asked.

Lance looked over, rubbing an eye.
“I felt horrible last night, messing up the work you guys did. So I stayed up and fixed it. I even took the time to color coordinate them by condition, size, and whether or not they are open at certain times.”

Each had their jaw dropped, staring at their blue paladin. He had done all of that?

“Did you sleep at all?” Hunk spoke up, brows furrowed as he stared at his friend.

The poor kid looked drained; skin paled, bags under his eyes, and red in the corners.

He was exhausted.

It took them a moment to process this, watching as Lance sat down and smiled at them. “I even found more. In at over two hundred charted locations giving the correct conditions.”

Keith said it. “Idiot.”

Lance blinked, visibly flinching at the sudden words, not what he had expected at all.

“What…?”

Pidge looked annoyed, although it was probably at the fact Lance had done something tech related better than her for once.

“You stayed up ALL NIGHT? On a map that wasn’t even that important?” She said, gaping.

Lance paused, “Not that…Wh… But you guys got so upset when I messed it up, an worked on it all day!”

Keith rolled his eyes, “Yeah, it needed done, but it wasn’t life or death. Look at you!”

Shiro, in a nicer tone, agreed. “He’s right, Lance. You didn’t have to do this, and it’s not healthy putting yourself through such stress.”

Hunk bit his lip, “I mean, you’re really tired right? What if, What o Zarkon attacked and you just fell asleep durin battle?”

“He would KILL you.” Allura confirmed. Coran nodded.

“You’ve got to take care of yourself.”

Lance looked around at his friends, not believing what he was hearing in the slightest.

How could they accuse him like this?
How could they be so rude?

Lance had done this for them, staying up all night to fix his mistake. He had wants to make them happy!

The blue paladin wanted to be apart of the team and help out for once, even if it was in a simple manner.

He hadn’t wanted to be reprimanded for a deed he believed was good.

Frustrated tears appeared, and Lance crossed his arms. “Fine, whatever, I’ll go to bed. Do what you want with that.”

He stood up, swayed, and nearly toppled over with exhaustion. Lance couldn’t stand the worried looks he was getting.

The hood came back up.
Things were supposed to have been okay.

Lance marched to his room, rubbing his nose with an aggravated sniff and glaring the tears away.

It wasn’t okay.
Why couldn’t it ever be okay?

On Fanfiction Commenting

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2. bts // waking them for sex

JIN

 it would happen the night of a concert. when you would be backstage, watching him perform, looking at his entire body. the way his body would twist and turn made heat rush to your core. afterwards, he would be too tired for sex and just wanted to sleep, which you respected but your core did not. he layed peacefully beside you, soft snores coming out of his mouth as you lay awake with your thighs pressing tight together. finally, you couldn’t help it, you needed him.
“jin. jin.”
he blinked a few times, trying to wake up enough to know what was happening, “y/n? what’s wrong?”
“i’m horny.”
his eyes would widen at first, but then a smirk would play along his lips.
“ okay baby, but just so you know, you’ll be getting a punishment. you should know not to wake daddy up after a show.”

Originally posted by doona-baes

YOONGI

 now, we should all know how much yoongi loves his sleep. so, when you would be laying beside him, very early in the morning, needing him, it would be difficult to get what you want. in the back of your mind you knew you shouldn’t wake him, he’s been working hard these past few days so he should get some rest. but the aching that was in your core needed to be dealt with. “yoonnnggiii.” at first, he would be reluctant to wake him. he would shrug your hand off of him and push his head father into the pillow. 

 "yoongi. please.“ you whined. 

 "what?”

 "i need you really fucking badly.“ he wouldn’t understand at first, but then he would feel you slightly grind up against him. a little grin would spread across his face, knowing exactly what you wanted. 

“fine. but next time you want me to fuck you, please don’t wake me up." 

Originally posted by kpoop

 NAMJOON

 waking him would be fairly easy since he is always in the mood for sex. he is also a light sleeper. so whenever you would stay awake at night, thinking about namjoon himself, you just had to wake him. 

“namjoon.” you would have to say once.

“mmh yeah?” 

“i can’t stop thinking about the way you fill me up.” his cock would start to twitch at your words as he turned over and looked at you, his eyes filled with lust.

“oh jagi, i fill you so good.” a smirk evident on face as he climbed on top of you.

Originally posted by rapgodv

hoseok

 he would be working all day and all night on his mixtape, determined to finish it and produce it. so, when one night he actually came home to his bed, you couldn’t help but be horny. you haven’t seen him in a long time and you needed to be pleasured. you would feel bad for waking him, but you needed him. 

“hoseok, babyyy.” 

“mmh.” he wouldn’t want to wake up at first, but then he would feel you slowly creep your hand down to his cock and palm him. “what are you doing?”

“i haven’t seen you in a long time, i’ve missed you.” he would soon get the idea and realize himself that he hasn’t gave you pleasure in a long time.

“im sorry jagiyah, let me make it up to you.”

Originally posted by yoonseokismyreligion

JIMINIE

 it would happen the night of him taking you to dance practice with him. you would sit on the floor, watching for hours, sweat dripping down him from working so hard. you watched all of his muscles flexing and turning, making a burning heat run through your entire body. you couldn’t wait to get him home to you could get what you needed. you were disapointed though when you actually got home, he was too tired and just showered and passed out on the bed. but the heat inside of you didn’t leave and you didn’t want to wake him so, you took matters into your own hand. you trailed your hand down to your core and started circling your clit. your movements would wake him, he would be confused at first but, you didn’t stop.

“wait, stop. let me take care of you kitten.” 

Originally posted by mimibtsghost

TAEHYUNG

 he would come home from tour, he had missed you so much, but he was also very tired. he would spend an hour with you or so before passing out on the couch. you were a little upset, you were sick and tired of using your vibrator to replace him. so when he came home you were extremely needy but he needed his sleep. you sat beside him, continuing the movie you guys had been watching but as asson as a sex scene came on, you lost it. you wanted him, you needed him. you practically jumped on him, making him bolt awake. you started grinding slightly and kiss his neck, making him groan. 

“god, have i missed you.” he would groan out.

Originally posted by cyyphr

JUNGKOOK

 i he would wake you up first, not purposefully though, he would be having a wet dream. he would be gridning his cock into your side and moaning into your ear. at first, you thought he was awake, feeling the extremely hard cock on your thigh, but it dawned onto you that he was asleep when you kept saying his name and he wasn’t responding. the feel of his cock on you made a shiver run through your body, straight to your heat. you would turn around to face him, grabbing his cock and sliding your hands over his chest. he would wake up from the feeling with a moan.

“ah jagiii, you treat me so well.” 

Originally posted by jjang-pandaa

The Unspoken Game

A/N: So like said before I wasn’t ever going to post this because this was orginally for Chloe who’s been a little ran down lately. So no judgements ! This is a Thomas fic WHO I’VE NEVER WRITTEN ABOUT EVER ! BE PROUD OF ME LOL ! I hope you all enjoy this as much as I know that Chloe did !

Dedicated to: @writing-obrien

Warning: God, the smut tho. I’m just be warned.

Word count: 2714

Originally posted by space-ing-out

Keep reading

“The newspapers are... confusing me. A lot.”

Carl the Animator: “What, politically?”

Ted the Animator: “…huh? No, no, the newspapers in A Pup Named Scooby-Doo.”

Carl the Animator: “Oh, thank goodness. Those are a much less-stressful type.”

Ted the Animator: “The scene starts out normally enough. Scooby goes to pick up the stack of 5 papers so Small Shaggy can ride his paper route.”

Carl the Animator: “5 whole papers to deliver? Better pace yourself, Shaggy, don’t wanna sprain anything during the 37 seconds that’ll take.”

Ted the Animator: “They’re all tied up with string, but sitting in the yard on this… other white thing? That looks like a pillow?”

Carl the Animator: “Ah, yes, yes, the classic Paper Delivery Pillow. A staple of all good late-80s cartoons.”

Ted the Animator: “Scooby starts rolling them, and poof, the white thing–”

Carl the Animator:Paper Delivery Pillow. Get it right.”

Ted the Animator: “…and poof, the Paper Delivery Pillow disappears into the ether.”

Carl the Animator: “And shall be sorely missed.”

Ted the Animator: “The goo monster hands Scooby another paper, which – since he didn’t get it from the pile – implies the monster deliberately walked over to someone else’s yard and stole their paper just for this gag.”

Carl the Animator: “I dunno… were I a goo monster, I’d keep a paper with me at all times. Stay up-to-date with current goo events and all that.”

Ted the Animator: “In reaction, Scooby stops… makes this face…”

Carl the Animator: “As we all would.”

Ted the Animator: “…the paper disappears from his hand, and the bike‘s basket now holds 6 papers, implying the paper teleported from his hand straight to it…”

Carl the Animator: “Yeah, it casted a recall spell.”

Ted the Animator: “I can’t… wait, why am I even asking you about this mess of a scene? You animated it.”

Carl the Animator: “No, I didn’t.”

Ted the Animator: “…what.”

Carl the Animator: “You finished it last night, remember?”

Ted the Animator: “…no?”

Carl the Animator: “It was between pot #4 & #5 of coffee. Before the pizza run, but after you put Never Gonna Give You Up on infinite loop for who knows what reason.”

Ted the Animator: “You’re making this up.”

Carl the Animator: “Check instagram.”

Ted the Animator: “You must–… 

…was I really wearing that hat?”

Carl the Animator: “Yes. You said it ‘helped you animafocus better.’”

Ted the Animator: “…so, does this mean I’m the worst ever at handling late nights, or you’re the best ever for remembering this all?”

Carl the Animator: “Probably a little of both, but don’t think I don’t appreciate the stories it creates.”

Imagine : Being Hope Mikaelson’s Twin and Kol blames the Family for constantly ignoring you (part 3)

I AM STILL CRYING ABOUT LOOSING THIS DAMN PART. SWEAR SOMEONE SAY SOMETHING BAD ABOUT THIS PART I WILL STOP WRITING THIS SERIES


Part 2 :  http://nightgirl250.tumblr.com/post/154484517050/imagine-being-hope-mikaelsons-twin-and-kol


Part 1 : http://nightgirl250.tumblr.com/post/153920428680/imagine-being-hope-mikaelsons-twin-and-kol?is_related_post=1



tagged queens: 

@thejulietfarciertlove @meggleangelo (tell me if you want to become one)



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Young!Reader x Uncle!Kol, Young!Reader x Father!Klaus, Young!Reader x Uncle!Elijah





I took a deep breath as the cold air pricked my skin. * why is it so fucking cold *. I pull my jacket closer to my body as the wind blows down the school hallway. “Hurry up Y/n,” my friends Jason and Kara say waiting for me at the gym door. We were heading to the gym since we have to go talk to our gym coach about the pacer test along with meet Hope. ^ Whoopee!^


“Slow down guys remember crouches,” I say tilting my head to the crutches in my hands. “Sorry Black Canary,” says Jason using my nicknames while scratching the back of his head as I finally catch up with them. “It’s fine to let’s just go before lunch ends I am hungry,” I said as we head into the gym when I remembered my plan. I still need to give Jason and Kara the goodbye letters. *Oh yeah soon I won’t see them for as long as they think we will. At least now I won’t be able to bother them anymore. Jason won’t have to wait for me at the end of the street so we could talk. And he could go out with Hope like he wanted to. Kara would have less competition when it comes to ballet tryouts. I am doing them a solid they don’t need to baby me anymore. No one will not even myself* I thought. *The voices will stop no more looking at the knife, in lust. Or wanting to kill someone, along with dreams of torture*. ^Yeah honey like we said your end is the end^. I felt like screaming as the Voice poisonous sound rings through me.


“Hey are you ok, ” asks Kara. “Yeah don’t worry about it I am just thinking about something,”.^More like hearing something, but don’t worry it will end soon just remember the goodbye^.

“Hey if you guys don’t see me for a while, remember that I love you guys ok, “I said not looking at them to see their faces.

“What do you mean are you going somewhere ?” Said Kara frantic, she was always caring for me but if you annoy her too long she will fight you in a heartbeat. “No nothing major just you know visiting some family for a while, ” I said as Jason goes to talk to out gym coach for us while we talk. ^family on the other side^

“But why all your family lives in New Orleans?”She asked. “No not all of them I have am Aunt who lives in Maryland,”I lie.^Ooohh lying you your best friend when you know it’s your last time to see her how pityful^

“How long is a while? Wait are you sure cause Hop–”


“Look it doesn’t matter what Hope says or doesn’t I am nor Hope nor will I ever be.  I am just going away for some time and to answer your how long question. I am not sure but I will come back ok?” I lie. *Thou I hate lying to them it is necessary for their own good. She doesn’t need to know, I am just a burden her parents don’t even like me as they prefer Hope. Once again Hope wins The Voices in my head win. But soon it won’t matter I am ending this soon maybe in the next life I will be happier. *


“Plus I am going cause of family issues something happened with Hope and they think it’s best I go away for a while. just for two weeks,“ I said then took out her letter. ” Here in two days open this letter if I don’t tell you everything that’s going on OK? But you gotta promise me that you won’t tell Jason, I will tell him later on in the day okay.“ She nodded. I wanted to tell her more. Tell her everything but I knew if I did then she would try to convince me not too which wouldn’t help anyone.


“Hey,” said Jason poking my cheek and breaking me from my thoughts. “Huh,” I turn to face then but both of then have confusion written on their face.“Sorry just thinking of when we are going for the trip,” I said acting excited.


“Are you sure?” said Kara death staring me in the eyes and poking my chest. “Yes, Kara I am 100% sure now stop poking me,” I said moving away from her so she nor Jason can poke me. Jason frowns while Kara fake cries. “Oh hey guys,” said Hope as she joins us. We haven’t talked ever since she came into my room last week, which I am grateful for but sadly she decided to hang out with Kara, and Jason. I don’t get how someone can be so fake. She acts like we never had a problem with each other in the first place.*^I do it’s just like how you’re being fake about killing yourself^ Ignoring the voice to best I can I focus on what it in front of me. Jason and Kara are laughing at some joke Hope said. *Jason, kara I am going to miss you two so much but this is for your own good you guys can’t be doing this to you guys, pulling you into my life no point punishing you guys for my sins and mistakes.* I thought.^Yet here you are still in their lives hurry up ^ 


“Yeah I  just a lot on my mind,” I said leaning onto him. Jason, Kara and I always had this kind of relationship. Always caring and supporting each other.  *It doesn’t matter now does it. It’s too later be thinking about that, not like things will get better or something.* I thought as we were about to enter the cafeteria when Kara was called for early dismissal.^finally your thinking like me so why don’t you finish it ^ I felt like another person was in the room whispering this in my ears, but guess what I am falling for it.

I pull Kara in for a hug, not a side hug like I normally do but a full one. I take in her scent as she wraps her arms around me. She smells like strawberries and banana. I felt happy in her arms as her body heat radiates onto me.I felt at peace, nothing could make me mad, or want to cry, the bad thoughts went away. I was at peace and happy, but like all good stuff, it must come to an end  "See you tomorrow,“ she said as we let go then ran off. I felt tears prick my eyes. “Come Canary time food,” Jason puts his arm around me as we went over to the lunch line.^Yeah get your last meal before you pass^ said Voice, might as well give it a name since it will with me till my end.


——————————-Time skip bros end of the school day ———————


I took a deep breath as I walk over to the outside bench with Jason, my crush, behind me. “Hey, are you OK?” He said as he places our stuff down and takes a seat. “ Yeah Just haven’t been getting the best sleep,” I sorta lie.^liar liar death on fire ^


The truth is that I try not to sleep at all and use coffee creamer to stay up planning my end and writing my goodbye letters. Half of my goodbyes are finished. And I already choose the outfit I am going to wear. Just cause I am going to die doesn’t mean I cannot be happy as I do it. But mostly it’s because at night I have nightmares and I wake up screaming which annoys the living hell out of everyone at home, one way to not annoy them is to not sleep ya know.


“So when do you want me to come over for Ms.Greene’s. Project ?”

“Oh right about that—”. ^You can’t cause I am going to kill myself ^ I shake my head trying to get those word out of my head.


“Let me guess I can’t cause of family issues and you cannot come to my house cause Your not allowed out the house for reasons your not telling me,” he said. I felt guilty for leaving him hanging so much lately. We have been best friends since pre-k. We used to play with the building blocks as Marcel would take us to the playground. I sigh as Jason rubs the back of his neck.”What is up with you ever since Kara and I have been hanging out with Hope and you got your leg hurt you have just been so distant


“Look Jason I know I normally tell you everything but honestly. I think I just need some space,” I said. I grew cold with every word I said to him. I am not sure if it was because of the cold but I knew it was most likely for the best. ^You’re going to die soon don’t make it harder for us ^ said Voice in my head.


“So are you still gonna come to my basketball game today after school right?” His eyes lighted. I  wanted to yes so I can see crush the  other team.“ No, I won’t I got to head to the Quarter house,” I said to him. His smile disappears from his face.


“B-but you always come to them so we can have Ice cream,” I take a deep breath .*I wish we could do that forever * I thought as I took his hand in mine  "Look Jason I know we always do that but I can’t this time —“


“Ahh  Y/n there you are.  ” I said Uncle Elijah and Hope. I quickly let go of Jason’s hand and put my hands on my crutches. * shoot I forgot Uncle Elijah was picking me and Hoe I mean Hope up* I thought as Jason picks up his books. I opened my mouth to talk him but he was already walking away. “I will finish Ms.Greene’s  project on my own. let you have some Space,” he spat out the words like daggers then disappeared in the distance between us.


I place my stuff in my backpack, slipped it on and went to Uncle Elijah and Hope beginning our trek to the house.


I pull out my iPod and headphones and start listening to ‘work out’ by j cole. He is one of Jason and I favorite singers. We walked together for thirty-five minutes before Uncle Elijah actually talks to me. Hope is on Uncle Elijah back since she got tired ten minutes ago from walking.

*honestly Uncle Elijah the Little shit can walk on her own  * I thought and continued walking thinking about Jason and I’s relationship if still even have one after today. ^what is there to think about it’s over and you ruined it ^ I felt my heart churn at her voice. *shut it voice*

———————————————————————————————————————-

It’s been two hours since we got home and so far, it’s just been Mom and sperm donner yelling at each other about something that is most likely about Hope or some ‘new enemy ’. I sigh as hear another vase slams my door again. *Uncle Elijah going to yell * I thought. At first, when they occurred I was scared out of my mind, but now I am used to it it doesn’t matter.


^Honestly, what is there for me to worry about. I am not gonna be here in the future so I am fine Right? Why don’t you just pick up a knife and slit your throat no one will notice your dead until the deed is done^. I hugged my pillow closer to my chest and pushed the hollow feeling into the back of my mind. I found these thoughts popping up in my head more often lately. Maybe it was bound to happen you know. ^So what are you gonna go^ said the voice.  

I get off of my bed and walk over to my closet, get into my good bye clothes (https://www.polyvore.com/my_good_bye/set?id=215314515), my wonder woman hat on top. I grab my birthday money and Uncle Elijah old phone which he let me have, doesn’t have a sim card but it still works, and the directions to place. I grab the rest of the letters I need to give and put them in my backpack. “Now the major problem getting out of this house,” I said until it finally hit me.


 I took off all of my bed sheets, which were a lot by the way, off from the bed then threw them out the window. I placed them in a way that they fall one on top of another. I took the pillow cases off of my pillows and threw them down as well. I tossed out my crutches. *I Hope I survive * I thought as I balance standing on the edge of the window. I pull the pillows to my chest and do the leap of faith from assassin’s creed, but it was kinda hard to do with my hurt leg. I groan as I hit the ground even though I made a pile it still hurt. I grabbed my crutches and struggled to get off of the blankets. Once that was over, head straight for Rousseau (Marcel and Cami’s bar). By the time I got there Cami’s shift was hadn’t begun yet thankfully. The room was full of people. I was about to take a seat when ” Y/n what are you doing here,“ said Marcel after I nearly have a heart attack. Thou would kill me it’s not the way I want to go.


 “Oh hey Marcel, how are you?” I said giving him a fake smile but I knew he wasn’t falling for it.“Nice try Y/n ” he said as we take a seat at a nearby table. “So mind telling me what you are doing here?” “I wanted to give this to you,” I said taking out the letters for him and Cami. “They are thank you letters for you and Cami. I wasn’t able to give Jason his either so can you give it to him? ,” I place them onto the table and slide it over to him. “I was hoping to see both of you here. but since Cami isn’t here can you please give this to her?” I query.


 He nods his head and takes the letters. I fight the tears and smile that threaten to break my heartless facade, but I couldn’t help but smirk at knowing those who I truly care about knowing how I feel about them. But as soon as it came it went.“So mind telling me what you are doing giving this to me,” he asked. *Oh Uncle Marcel even thou I didn’t say it a lot to you ‘I love you ’ you may not be blood but you are no water* I thought as I give him a smile. “No Uncle Marcel just a simple thank you letter were supposed to write and deliver one to those who you love,” I said getting up from the table and left Rousseau, leaving Marcel alone looking at the letters.


 _________________________time skip arrival death place_______________




“Finally” passing the entrance of the local indoor pool. No one was here other than me. I passed the locker area and went to the pool. *Huh the little shit is about to do it finally. Thought you were gonna plague the world some more. I don’t see why you are here still you made it this far let’s do it shall we* I wanted to fight the voice but I knew it was no choice. The reason I chose the pool was because of it the one place that no one would look for me. 


When I was young Jason and I would come here with Cassandra Winchester sometimes we all would just play on the not deep side of the pool, but we stopped once she left for a mission and never came back. I highly doubt Jason even remembers this place. No one else knows about this place since I never told anyone about it. The light from the water light up the entire room so it wasn’t dark. I didn’t take off my shoes or jewelry since they all had meant something to me. I walk over to the deep side of the pool that was 7ft. “Goodbye life,” I said then dropped into the water. 


The cold temperature pricked my skin but I didn’t let it bother me as I sank to the bottom. My vision was blurry but I wasn’t sure whether it was because of the water or lack of oxygen. I felt my body slowly sink close to the pools floor*Finally this is it. You free now you don’t have to burden others with your presence.* I thought as black spots blur my vision. I suddenly felt more tired than usual. *maybe a good rest* I slowly close my eyes and release the all the air in my lungs as darkness kills me.

_________Third POV at home_______________time past____________ _____________________________________________________________


No one notices how Y/n has jumped from her bedroom window over Klaus’s screaming. Kol rolls his eyes as his brother talks about how high and mighty he now that he is a hybrid. “Dear Brother Niklaus might you please stop screaming before Hope wakes up,” said Elijah Pouring himself a drink of whiskey. “Klaus opens his mouth to say more but nothing comes out. He storms out of the house slamming the door in his rage making Hope stir in her sleep. “Well that was dramatic,” said Hayley walking into the living room with a tea in her hand. “Has anyone ever told you that is how this family works,” said Cami sitting down next to her. “Cami doesn’t your shift start soon,” said Elijah, Cami chokes on her drink then runs out the room to get to work.


 “Mommmmyyyy!!!!!!” Screamed Hope, the Originals immediately run to her side. She was inside her sister’s room with a letter in her hand. Tears ran down her cheeks as Hayley comforts her child. “Hope what’s wrong?“Said, Elijah, while taking the letter out of her hands. He nearly passes out from what he reads.“There is one in everyone’s room” Hope stuttered holding onto her mother. Elijah hands the letter to Kol, who just stared dead at the letter noticing Y/n’s handwriting, Elijah walks out the room and quickly collects all the other letters.


 “Hope what happened?” said Kol trying not to be angry after reading Hope’s letter.


“Y/n is committing suicide,” she said.


 Everyone froze upon hearing this. That one of their loved ones was willing to take their own life and no one knew why or how she would scream in her pillow at night or how she tried not to sleep til the point she naturally has insomnia. “Why would she do that?” Asked Freya. 


“Why wouldn’t she, you always favor Hope more than her. You didn’t even notice that she was kidnapped,” said Kol glaring at him family “Brother do we—” “STOP BLOODY LYING. DO YOU EVEN REMEMBER HER MIDDLE NAME OR THE LAST TIME YOU LET HER CHOOSE FOR HER BIRTHDAY,” screamed Kol. “You ignore her cause she is human. Cause she isn’t as powerful as Hope. Yet you forget that you were once the same as her but at least we had someone who noticed and cared at least we had each other,” said Kol. “Rebekah,” he said pointing to her “ you have been begging for a human in this family and when we finally have one you ignore the girl”. Rebekah opens her mouth but no words come out. 


“Aaahh and the mother,” he said turning to Hayley. “You wondered about how you treated both of them so badly, but guess what you did even worse you only cared for one,” he spats. Hayley glares at Kol but knows deep down is words are completely right. She never once thought about what Y/n would want to do for her birthday or how she would drink coffee in the morning. “You people may not care for her but I do and I won’t let you people be the reason of her death,” said Kol, storming out the house. Everyone one froze upon hearing these words. The thought of Y/n finally ringing in their heads. Hope dries her her eyes and pulls her mom into a hug. 


The despair was too great that you could cut it with a knife. “I will begin a locator spell,” Freya walks out the door with Y/n’s necklace to begin the spell. Rebekah follows silently out of the house. “Elijah w–"Hayley opens her mouth to ask him a question when she already knows the answer. ‘Was Y/n ever treated like Hope’. They all knew the answer is ‘No’. “ Hope honey its time for bed, ” said Hayley.“ Uncle Elijah will look for Y/n and by tomorrow we will have her back I promise she will be back alive,” Hayley pulls hee daughter in for a hug, Elijah leaves the room but not after placing all the remaining letters on Y/n’s desk before leaving. Hope nods her head and gets ready for bed by herself for the first time in her life. Her mother asked if she needed help, but she denied it and continued on her own. "Mommy you should go find Y/n I will be fine,” Hayley nods and follows her request and leaves the house.

Bad For Me (Grayson Smut)

Summary: Texting with Grayson goes from texting to.. Well, sexting.
Word Count: 2,244
Warnings: Smut, sexting, explicit words, overuse of baby, yada yada.
A/N: I’ve walked around with this on my mind for months now so I thought now is a good idea to just write down whatever comes to mind and just go with it. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS. Leave love, hate, whatever. Much love to you guys!!! xxxx

BOLD is Grayson, and you are ITALIC. Keep it in mind!

THIS HAS NOT BEEN EDITED SO I’M SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES.


I was struggling to keep my eyes open, training them on the screen of my iPad where it laid on my stomach. A huffed breath escaped my lips as I blinked, forcing my eyes to open and look at whatever episode was playing of Modern Family.

It was nearing close to nine P.M. and I was struggling to keep myself awake because I knew that if I went to bed early, then I’d probably wake up earlier than I wanted. And it was, after all, a Friday night. I frowned, thinking of Grayson and what he must be up to.

Probably filming a video with Ethan like he said he would. But he had promised to stop by whenever they were finished, to which I had insisted on because I knew how filming sucked the energy out of him and I’d rather him sleep than stay up late with you, doing something useless like lay around and watch a movie or browse the internet.

Baby are you awake?

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I Wanna Be Yours [Tate Langdon x Reader]

Requests: “I’m actually not into fluff (give me all the smut), but you write some about Tate drawing reader (or the other way around)? I think of him, even though he is popular for his music taste, more as a painter than musician. Love your writings xoxo” - Anon 

“Can you do a kinky Tate imagine ;)” - Anon

“Can you do a post-death Tate Langdon smut please? I love your imagines btw! 😊” - Anon

“girl reader smuts pls. idrc who with:)” - Anon

“Hey! Love your blog by the way! Do you think you can do another Tate Langdon smut fic? I would love that 💕💕” - @gabygarcia5

Warnings: SIN, NOT PROOFREAD (at all), SMUT, FEM!READER, not proofread, blowjob, swallowing cum, spanking, dirty talk, rough sex, slight daddy kink, begging kink, unprotected sex (again), sorta OOC Tate, Reader is aware Tate is dead, tbh probably more

Word Count: 1.2k 

A/N: I’m going to hell. It’s fine, though, because you’re all going to be there with me. 

(This gets weird towards the end, I know. I stayed up until like 5am last night to finish this so I could post it today. Don’t judge me. This whole thing is just a mess though tbh. & it’s not proofread like I barely read the damn thing when I wrote it, so let me know about any errors.)

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change in pressure

Warnings: smut, as per usual. and remember use condoms in real life please.
A/N: y’all can thank @sippingchai for this. it works as a prequel to ‘beneath the haze’. and it’s unedited for now!!


She’s still asleep when he steps out of the bathroom, towel around his waist and toothbrush dangling from his mouth. He drops the towel to the floor as he keeps scrubbing at his teeth, padding over to his bag to grab a fresh pair of sweats. He manages well enough with one hand to tug the gray cotton pants up the stalks he calls his legs, before snapping the waistband against his hips.

He makes his way back into the bathroom to finish brushing his teeth before going back into the hotel room that still smells of sex. The A/C is blasting on low, which is a necessity for multiple rounds of desperate fucking. But now, out of bed and away from her, he’s cold. So he pulls on a hoodie, completing his “I plan to stay in all day” look, and decides to order room service.

She’s always hungry when she wakes up, especially after a night like the last. He grabs the room service menu from the desk in the corner of the room, then slides back into bed beside her and sits up with his back against the headboard. Shawn looks down at her as she sleeps, still, and he can’t stop the way his gut clenches. She’s naked, with the sheets bunched around her waist and tangled in her legs, her back exposed to the cool air of the room as she hugs a pillow to her chest. He feels like the luckiest bastard alive, having her here with him, taking up space in his bed and pulling the air from his lungs.

If only he could figure out how to tell her that.

He forces his attention back to the room service menu, thumbing through pages until he reaches breakfast. He’s busy debating pancakes vs. waffles vs. both when he feels the bed shift to him. He looks over to her and sees she’s stretching, her eyes still closed as her tired bones crack.

“Morning, sweetheart,” he murmurs as he closes the menu and drops it on the nightstand. “Sleep well?”

She takes a moment to blink up at him, then lets herself yawn before she answers, “I had a dream we found a cat, so I’m kind of pissed that’s not real.”

Shawn barks out a laugh, his head falling back against the headboard. “I’m sorry, babe. I bet it was a great cat,” he looks down at her, the corner of his lips tugged up into a smile. She rolls her eyes a bit, then smiles back as she pushes herself to sit upright.

“S’okay. I’ll just have to keep my eyes peeled for any feline friends we might come across.”

She’s on her knees now, shuffling her way over to him so she can drape herself across him. She stretches one leg across his lap so she can straddle him, then brings her arms around his neck and presses her bare torso against his way-too-fully-clothed one.

“Hi,” she murmurs, her voice caught low in her throat. Shawn thinks he might have forgotten how to breathe.

“Hi,” he replies, and then his hands are on her, sliding up her thighs to cup her ass, giving her a squeeze before moving to her hips, his obscenely long fingers circling her waist. She looking at him, just looking, while her fingers tangle in the curls at the nape of his neck.

Then she’s kissing him, slow and lazy, while her hips start moving, rolling in leisurely circles down against his lap. He kisses her back easily, and he knows she’s wet already, can feel it. She shifts, grinds herself down against his upper thigh, and gasps a little against his lips. There’s a wet spot on his sweatpants from her that’s already sticking to his skin.

He drags his lips from hers, moving along her jaw to the shell of her ear. He kisses, licks her there before pressing his own hips up, letting her feel what she’s doing to him. Letting her know how fuckin’ hard he gets for her.

“Eager this morning, baby?” he murmurs, his fingers curling into the soft flesh on her hips as she tugs at his hair, moaning a bit.

“M’always eager for you,” she manages to purr against his cheek. She scrapes her nails over his scalp while biting down on his jaw, just to make her point. He grunts, grips her hips tighter and shifts his own to press his clothed cock firmly against her cunt.

God, how he wishes what she says were really true.

Her jaw drops, lips forming a perfect ‘O’ when she finally feels his hard length, snug up against her folds. Her eyes are closed, nose brushing his cheek as clenches her thighs, squeezing her legs against his and pressing herself more firmly to his lap.

“You feel that? Feel how hard I am for you, sweetheart?” He growls, sucking at her earlobe as he wraps his arms tightly around her waist, pulling her closer to him as his knees bend, feet flat against the bed as his thighs slide up behind her ass.

“Always get my cock so hard, baby, always– fuck, always get me so desperate for you,” he’s trying to keep calm, but he’s already so fucked for her he’s not sure how long he’ll last like this. He’s really hoping he doesn’t come in his sweats. He hasn’t done that in like… two years. And never in front of her.

He can’t believe the sex they have is nothing but casual, but that’s how they carry on. When he’s on tour and she can join, they’re best friends by day, casual lovers by night. So that’s how they’ll act until she has to go back to work and he has to hop on a jumbo jet to Europe. He wants to tell her it’s not casual for him anymore, that he’s not looking for anything anywhere else other than what he can find with her, wherever she happens to be.

But he doesn’t say that now.

Instead he brings one of his hands to her hair and gathers it in a makeshift ponytail, pulling the thick locks away from her neck so he can get to work on marking her skin. At least now, when he goes, she can press her fingers to her bruised skin and remember all the ways his lips loved her.

She’s gasping as he sucks at her skin, soft mewls falling from her hips as she keeps up the motion of her hips. She grinds down against him, her cunt dragging deliciously along his cock until she stills, her hips tilted forward. With a slight shift, she finds the right angle to work her clit against his the of head his dick, rocking back and forth just enough to give her aching pussy some relief.

Still, he knows the muscles of her cunt are clenching around nothing and that she’ll need him - his fingers or his cock - to really get the job done. So his hands find her hips again, trying to still her needy movements as he presses quick kisses from her neck to her lips. He pushes their foreheads together, muttering her name in a deep, rough voice to get her attention.

Her eyes snap open, fingers curling into the fabric of his sweater as her chest heaves with labored breaths. Her eyes are wide as she looks at him, her tongue darting out to wet her lips in anticipation as she tries her hardest to keep her hips still.

“Shawn,” she rasps, almost desperately. She wants him to do it, to make the first move. To take control, even as she’s perched on top of him. So he growls and pulls her up, away from his lap but still straddling his legs, her cunt now pressing against his taut abs beneath his sweatshirt.

He pushes his legs forward as he lifts his ass off the bed and gets his hands on the waistband of his pants. She’s already naked, so his sweats are really the only thing in the way. He pushes them down hastily, his breathing heavy as he keeps his gaze on her’s, their noses knocking gently as he shifts around.

He doesn’t bother getting them down any further than his calves, because she’s already dropped herself back into his lap. He groans, head falling back as her slick folds slide against his naked cock, finally. He gets his arms around her waist again, his hands cupping her ribcage so he can drag the pads of his thumbs along the full swell of her breasts.

He pulls her tightly against him, fucking his hips up at just the right angle to drag the head of his cock against her clit. She moans and lets him pull her firmly against him, her tits and tummy meeting his sweatshirt. Her head falls forward into the crook of his neck as their hips grind together, her cunt growing wetter by the moment, soaking both her inner thighs and his cock.

He can’t quite believe it, that he can spend all night fucking her and she still wants him in the morning, still aches for his cock buried deep inside of her. He always tells himself his desperation for her is one-sided. But suddenly she shifts on top of him, the head of his cock now snug against her tight hole, and it feels anything but one-sided.

“Shawn– baby, please,” she all but whines against his ear before dropping her head to press wet kisses to the sneak beneath his jaw. Her hips work in tight circles, and the movement causes her cunt to grind against the swollen head of his dick. He groans, his hips jerking up, almost of their own accord. He’s never been able to resist her for long.

His lips are gentle on her cheek as he coos, “Sh, sweetheart, I’ve got you. M’gonna take such good care of you,” he kisses her jaw, then fucks his hips up again, his cock sinking shallowly into her clenching pussy.

That gets her, and she keens for him. Back arching, she presses herself tighter against him and pulls her hands from her shoulders to cup his neck. The muscles in her thighs jump and she sucks in a breath of anticipation, eyes on his, pleading.

He kisses her, swallowing her moans, then slides his cock deeper into her wet heat until he’s bottomed out. They’re pressed so fucking tightly together, her thighs clenching around his hips as her slick pussy grips his cock like a vice. The only thing between them is the stupid sweatshirt he was too impatient to pull off.

His tongue runs along her lower lip as he pushes the sleeves of his sweater above his elbows, readying himself to give her what she needs. He adjust his hold on her, his arms tightening around her waist as he starts an almost unforgiving rhythm with her. He rolls his hips up in a tight, quick rhythm that buries his cock deeper and deeper in her pussy with each thrust.

She not kissing him back anymore, just panting against his lips and focusing on meeting his hips with her own thrusts as she clenches her cunt, the sweet change in pressure on his cock nearly making him lose his control.

Their thighs slap together as her hips rock hurriedly back and forth, and she revels in the way her clit drags against the soft fabric of his sweatshirt. She’s getting him soaked like this, her pussy dripping on both his cock and his sweater as she rides him.

“God, baby,” he groans into her hair, not able to stay quiet anymore. “You– you’re so fucking tight on my cock, angel,” he mutters, shifting the angle of his thrusts so he can stroke her sensitive spot with each pass of his dick. He can’t help but growl, “So wet all over me, fuckin’ hell.”

He can feel her nod into his neck, agreeing with him but unable to catch her breath to vocalize it. She’s busy gasping at the feeling of the thick heft of his cock stretching her pussy, his head grazing her g-spot so deliciously each time he fucks up into her. She’s so close to coming, so close to falling apart on top of him.

“Baby– babe,” she pants as best she can, turning her head to press her slick lips against his neck. “Gonna– m’gonna come for you, almost– shit, almost there.”

Her voice is a wrecked whisper and his cock twitches at the sound, his own orgasm drawing close. He keeps one arm tightly around her waist as his pace picks up speed, his cock thrusting into her shallowly, still finding her g-spot over and over.

“Then fucking come, baby,” he commands, pushing a hand between their bodies to press the pad of his middle finger against her aching little clit. He slips his finger up against the tight bundle of nerves beneath her swollen hood and works it in quick, tight circles. He knows the direct stimulation is a lot for her, but he also knows it’s making her pussy clench so lovely around his cock.

Suddenly she stills on top of him and throws her head back, her mouth opening in a silent scream. And then he feels it, feels her pussy spasming tightly around his dick, her muscles fluttering against him. He forces himself to keep his eyes open, despite how overwhelming the feeling is, and watches her instead, watches her fall apart all over his cock.

He’s panting heavily, his hands all over her skin, stroking her in time with the movement of his hips as she comes down. Her hands are in her own hair as she’s still perched on his cock, totally still as she tries to regain control of herself. All Shawn can do is watch, totally fucking mesmerized. And then she’s going again, her hips fucking down against him, working in tight little circles that make her pussy hug every inch of his cock. Fuck, he’s gonna come.

He tells her so much and she smirks down at him before giving his cock a delicious squeeze with the muscles of her cunt. With that, he’s fucking done for. His hips snap up quickly, over and over as he strokes himself through his orgasm, coming with his cock buried deep inside of her.

He doesn’t even realized he’s thrown his head back until he’s coming down, cock twitching inside of her, and he feels her lips all over his neck, his jaw, then finally his own lips. They kiss and kiss and kiss as his cock softens inside of her, but she still makes no move get off of him. He doesn’t care.

It could be hours later, when she finally pulls herself from him with a final kiss and runs into the bathroom. He huffs out a breath after watching the door swing shut behind her and reaches for a tissue from the bedside table to clean himself up.

He’s busy pulling his sweatshirt off, then his sweatpants back up, when she re-emerges.

“I’m thinking,” she starts, as she makes her way back to the bed, her body swaddled in a fluffy white hotel robe, “that we should probably order pancakes and waffles, right? I mean. That was a workout. And you always eat a lot after a workout.” She’s smiling fondly at him as she sits down on her knees next to him, her small hands on his thighs.

She knows him so fucking well, it could make him sick. He wants her to know even more.

He doesn’t say that, though. Never does. Instead, he grins back at her and reaches out to tuck a loose tendril of hair behind her ear.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking, babe.”

anonymous asked:

idk if this has been done but how about mc lyric pranking the rfa+v+saeran? can be sfw or nsfw!

Saeran: Little Did You Know by Alex and Sierra 

You: Little did you know...

Saeran: Don’t tell me you ate my ice cream. 

You: How I’m breaking while you fall asleep, Little did you know… 

Saeran: Muffin, what are you talking about? Tell me, please remember no secrets between us 

You: Im still haunted by the memories…. Little did you know I’m trying to pick myself up piece by piece…

Saeran: Look I know I don’t deserve you okay but please tell me how can I help you because (y/n) you helped me pick up my pieces please babe please let me know how to help you… your scaring me…

You: Underneath it all, I’m held captive by the hole inside, Ive been holding back for the fear that you might change your mind…. 

Saeran: Please.. don’t tell my.. my biggest fear is coming true… please.. noo.. lets talk about this when I get home… please..

You: Im ready to forgive you but forgetting is a harder fight 

Saeran: NO PLEASE NO IM SORRY PLEASE (Y/N) IM SORRY PLEA-

You: COOKIE IM SORRY ITS JUST A SONG I LOVE YOU… I ATE YOUR ICE CREAM IM SORRY… 

Saeran: @$#%! HDFGJQN GD^!*@ 

Jumin: Ego by Beyonce 

You: Aw, baby, how you doing? You know I’m gonna cut right to the chase, huh? Some women were made But me, myself? I like to think that I was created For a special purpose, You know? What’s more special than YOU? You feel me?

Jumin: Continue Kitten

You: It’s on, baby let’s get lost, You don’t need to call in to work ‘cause you’re the boss, For real, want you to show me how you feel, I consider myself lucky, that’s a big deal, Why

You: Well, you got the key to my heart, But you ain’t gonna need it, I’d rather you open up my body, And show me secrets you didn’t know was inside, No need for me to lie

Jumin: Keep going my love, you have my full attention *he exits the limo* 

You: It’s too big, Its too wide, its too strong, it won’t fit, its too much, it’s too tough, You got a big ego, such a huge ego, I Love your big ego..

*you hear the door open and then you felt your back lightly hit the couch* 

*You see jumin licking his lips and suddenly you felt his hot breath tickling your neck* 

Now now my kitten, lets see you stroke *grabs your hand and puts it on his crotch* this ego and lets make it fit shall we? 

Seven: Acquainted by The Weekend 

You: Baby you’re no good, caused they warned me bout your type, got me ducking left and right

Seven: You got that right ;)

You: You got me touchin on your body, to say that were in love is dangerous, but seven I’m glad we’re acquainted 

Seven: Really having my d**k in your mouth means that we are just acquainted.. WE ARE NOT EVEN FRIENDS. I THOUGHT WE WERE DATING. FINE IF YOU DONT APPRECIATE ME.. ILL FIND SOMEONE WHO DOES!! I AM HURT THAT YOU DEGRADED EVERYTHING WE HAVE TOGETHER 

Seven: Oh and if I was you, I would pick a song that we didn’t fuck to :) love you see you in 10 mins!! 

V: Gotta Catch em All - Pokemon Theme Song 

You: I want to be the very best, like no one ever was 

V: Hello my precious angel :) I hope you can accomplish your dreams and be the best in your field! Know I love and support you always! 

You: To catch them is my real test, to train them is my cause! 

V:  …… 

You: I will travel across the land, searching far and wide!

V: Teach Pokemon to understand!!!! The power that’s inside!!!! Pokemon, (gotta catch them all) its you and me!!!!!!! I know its my destiny!!!!

You: Pokemon, (gotta catch them all) its you and me, I know its my destiny
Pokemon, oh, you’re my best friend!!!!! In a world we must defend, Pokemon, (gotta catch them all) a heart so true!!!Our courage will pull us through

V: YOU TEACH ME 

YOU: AND I TEACH YOU!! 

V: POKEEMOOONN

YOU: POKEEEMOOOON !! I never would of that the amazing, carefree, would know the Pokemon theme song! I never knew you liked those stuff :

V: I like to be a bit mysterious… it goes with me.. Me and Jumin use to battle each other all the time..We still do…. I started with popplio.. he started with Rowlet… 

You: Dont fuck with my litten.

Yoosung: Burn by Usher 

You:  Its going to burn for me to say this but its coming from my heart 

You: It’s been a long time coming, we da been fall apart 

Yoosung: Baby do you need me to call an ambulance!! ARE YOU AT THE APARTMENT A HEART BURN SOUNDS SERIOUS 

You: I really want to work this out but I don’t think you’re gonna change

Yoosung: Have I done something wrong? :( I know you are out of my league, I hear my classmates whispering how can a pathetic guy like me have someone so beautiful as you :( 

You: I think its best we go our separate ways… 

Yoosung: I always dreamed of this day coming.. first… sally left… then Rika… and now you… I… respect your wishes (y/n).. can you please.. just wait till my last class is over? May I have permission to buy you your favorite flowers and food because if this is going to be my last time seeing you, I want to have a good memory of you….

You: *dies* *guilt* *his heart shattered* *your heart is shattering* YOOSUNG IM SORRY IT WAS A JOKE A LYRIC PRANK IM SORRY!!! YOU KNOW IM IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!! IM SORRRY 

Yoosung: WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO PLAY WITH MY HEART WHEN YOU KNOW ITS YOURS *SENDS CRYING EMOJI*

Zen: Pullin me Back by Chingy 

You: Every time I try to leave….something keeps pulling me back, Telling me I need you in my life

Zen: What do you mean ‘leave’. Define it and use it in a sentence. 

You: It was meant to be, You were meant for me, So that means we gotta make it work

Zen: I am legit confused. This is worse than an unpolished script. So you want to break my heart but then you want to make it work. We are talking about this when I get home. Im leaving practice right now. Just look at a picture of me and just remember all the good times we have. Please. 

You: It was all good at first, Spending money, going shopping, Eating at the finest restaurants,And then from club hopping

Zen:  So when you think and see a picture of me, all you think is materialistic things! REALLY! Wow, Jaehee was right about you, you were just using me. I’ll help pack your things when I get to my house. Thanks for breaking my heart. 

You: NO HYUN PLEASE IT WAS JUST A PRANK YOU KNOW I WOULD NEVER DO THAT PLEASE HYUN FUCK BABY PLEASE IM SORRY LOOK UP THE LYRICS AND YOU WILL SEE THAT ITS FROM A SONG AND AND BABY PLEASE 

Zen: *sends winks face selfie* Cute how my acting skills even work on you ;) I love you too baby, don’t ever think about messing with me ;) 

Jaehee: Come and Get It by Selena Gomez 

You: You ain’t gotta worry, its an open invitation 
Jaehee: Did you open my mail? 
You: I’ll be seating right here, real patient, All day all night, I be waiting standby 
Jaehee: Please (y/n) don’t stay up for me, Mr. DickHead has me working over time :( I don’t want you to sacrifice yourself for me :( 
You: Can’t stop because I love it, hate the way I love you, All day, all night, maybe I’m addicted for life, no lie.
Jaehee: You speak beautiful words hehe *3* thank you for making hell more bearable :) 
You: I’m not too shy to show I love you, I got no regrets. I love you much, too much to hide you, this love ain’t finished yet.
Jaehee:  What do you mean show me……. 
You: *sends nude* 
*jaehee in the office* 

Originally posted by kaaatana

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Owen x Reader


“Alright so you don’t want to talk about the Raptors let’s talk about (Y/N).” Hoskins declared and Owen sighed.

 

“(Y/N)’s one of my best assistants, anything that I need doing gets done and she’s quick to get everyone in line so I can get on with working on the Raptors.” Owen finished and rolled his eyes because he knew what Hoskins would say next.

 

“Hope the girls got enough energy after all that to go all night.” He chortled and Owen shot him a disapproving glance. “If I was cooped up in that trailer with her I’d lose my job with the amount of work I’d skip.”

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shippingismyr3asonforliving  asked:

I just finished Lord of Shadows in class today (I stayed up all night and this book was worth it) I have a question about the wild hunt. Mark's eyes Blue and Gold when Kieran's Black and Silver. Why do they have different sets of eye colours? Lots of love from a huge fan!!

‘Ello! When you become a member of the Wild Hunt, one of your eyes changes color: the other remains the color it was before. Kieran had black eyes before the Hunt, and Mark’s were blue. 

The boy lifted his head when Gwyn came to him, revealing his face. He was certainly gentry, high-cheekboned and black-eyed. His hair had a sheen to it of blue and green among the black, the color of the ocean at night. He turned his face away when Gwyn tried to press the water on him, mixed with blood, but Gwyn forced it down his throat. Mark watched in fascination as Kieran’s right eye turned from black to silver, and the chains fell away from lacerated wrists and ankles.

As for the wild magic that affects your other eye…wild magic kind of does what it does without being bound by too many rules.