i stole this from my best friend

THINGS IVE DONE: RICHIE TOZIER EDITION

  • sang africa obnoxiously loud in the middle of my therapy waiting room.
  • filled a watergun with vinegar just to spite my brother after he kept spritzing the water in his mouth.
  • rickrolled my best friend 5 times in the same day.
  • sold a kid a baggie of powdered sugar and said it was cocaine, he came in pretending he had the biggest high of his life and i couldn’t stop laughing.
  • ate a whole six pack of chocolate pudding cups with just my tongue.
  • deepthroated a glass bottle just to prove that if i wanted to, I could fit a dick in my mouth.
  • purchased weed socks off amazon with overnight shipping.
  • searched up ‘spider porn’ on my dad’s computer just so that it showed up in his search history.
  • ran purposely into a girl taking selfies in the hall.
  • made a wall out of nothing but cans my grandpa gave us to block the entrance to our kitchen.
  • stole a trump sign from someone’s yard and beat the shit out of it with a hammer.
  • made dickedoodle cookies for christmas - which was literally just snickerdoodles cut out to look like distorted dicks with sprinkles.
  • chugged a whole bottle of chocolate syrup just for the hell of it.
  • woke up my entire family because I was singing toxic at 3 in the morning.
  • bought a santa doll for 5 dollars, and pushed it around town in a baby stroller.
  • told my sister that her cat ran away from home, because she ate my last granola bar.
  • liked a bunch of minecraft vore on my brothers youtube account so he had nothing but that in his reccomedations.
  • camped out in my closet for four days with 2 month old halloween candy and a six pack of soda, my mom still thinks i was at a friends house that weekend.
  • talked in nothing but pig latin for a week straight.
  • changed the vowels to a different vowel for every word i said because i had the opples and banonoos song stuck in my head.
  • stole my neighbors newspapers for a month and returned them with every single coupon and comic clipped out.
  • called up my uncle pretending to be the police and told him that his house had been robbed because he called me the q slur two nights beforehand, and he was gone for the weekend.
  • wrapped myself in cellophane and butter and skidded down a slip n slide, busting my head open on the fence.
  • ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich i found in my moms glove compartment, I still REALLY don’t now how old it was.
  • yelled nice tits at guys walking down the street out the back window of my moms car.
  • used my moms new panties as slingshots.
  • ate five warheads at once and drooled literally fucking everywhere.
  • told my best friend that all i wanted for christmas was to be exploited naked on the street painted as a Christmas tree, and for a hot second genuinely considered doing it before realizing that it was illegal.
  • gave my dad a package of dental dams for Christmas to eat my mom’s ass with because I overheard them whispering about it. they weren’t mine, I stole them from my friends side drawer.
  • donated ten individually wrapped gay pins to the Salvation Army because their homophobic.
  • told some kid I knew a real life porn star and photoshopped fake conversations with her to prove it.
  • catfished one of my friends girlfriends because they were cheating on him, but she found out because I said I wanted to eat mayo out of her cookie hole. anyways they broke up.
  • filled my basket up with hot water but later realized the laundry basket had literal holes and I got it fucking everywhere.
  • greeted the mailman by singing the lyrics of mr. mailman, give me my the mail in the tune of sandman for five months, and he quit our route.
  • convinced a little girl that i was vampire because my two front teeth are spiky as hell, she believed it instantly.
  • dropped my step moms playboy magazines in the library return bin so she could never find them.
  • literally stole somebody’s entire pencil case because they said that trans people are faking everything and she was stupid enough to leave 20 dollars in there.
  • wrote myself detention slips so i could go hang out in the mountains with my friends.
confession starters
  • "I miss you."
  • "I hate your family."
  • "I ran over your cat."
  • "I have a drug problem."
  • "I slept with your best friend."
  • "When I said I loved you, I didn't mean it."
  • "I've had feelings for you since I met you."
  • "I wish I never met you."
  • "I don't feel the same way anymore."
  • "I hooked up with your [relative]."
  • "I think I might love you."
  • "I'm a murderer."
  • "I wasn't really visiting my cousin last weekend."
  • "I'm not actually single."
  • "I don't think we belong together."
  • "I stole money from you."
  • "That's not my real name."
  • "I sell drugs."
  • "I was your secret admirer that wrote those letters."
  • "I should have never married you."
  • "I inherited some money. Turns out, I'm a millionaire."
  • "You weren't my first."
  • "I read your diary."
  • "I kept everything you have ever given me."
OTP Prompts- Fantasy Edition

“You just "rescued” me from a dragon, and you look so proud, but that dragon is actually my best friend. Oops.“ Au

"I was cursed, and only True Love’s Kiss can save me, but I’m a hundred miles from civilization, and the only other person around is my nemesis: You.” Au

“I’m a mermaid/merman, and you’ve fallen in love with my voice. How do I break it to you that you don’t actually love me, you’re just enchanted?” Au

“I’m an alchemist, and you’re my ever-so-patient assistant who finds me the random ingredients I ask for, I really need to find a way to thank you.” Au

“I’m half-dragon, and I’ve always hidden that from everyone, but now you know, and somehow, you don’t think it’s awful? And you’re touching my scales? And asking me to roast you marshmallows? I can’t decide if I’m relieved or annoyed.” Au

“You’ve been my best friend for years, and I can tell you anything, right? Good, because I sort of stole a dragon egg.” Au

“You and I were sent on a quest together by the king, but now we’re horribly lost, and I’m fairly certain this quest was just meant to kill us.” Au

OTP Things:

1. “I’m not dancing in the rain. Why? Because I’m not getting wet and you can’t even dance.”

2. “Canned spaghetti rings is not gourmet. I don’t care what you did in college.”

3. “No cats, no dogs, no ferrets. Just a fish. No that doesn’t mean a frog, turtle, or fucking lizard.”

4. “I don’t wanna go to your moms-s-s.”

5. “We can share the shower, you know that right? It’s actually encouraged at this point.”

6. “Hey, buy me a cookie or no sex for like two years.”

7. “I was gone for two days and every dish in this freakin’ house is dirty.”

8. “All of our white clothes are pink because you just HAD to wash your new tee shirt.”

9. “Have fun explaining to the priest why you have a boner during our wedding class.”

10. “This is my desk. This is my office. This is my space. You’re only allowed in here when you’re sick, so I can keep an eye on you.”

11. “I thought you were drinking water for once…that ended with me choking on vodka.”

12.“Dude, you’re more of a man than me. Wtf.”

13.“Wait, your dad isn’t going to walk you down the aisle with a shotgun?”

14.“Babe, we need to talk. When you cuddle with me, your knee always squashes my junk.”

15.“Your nail polish got all over my Xbox paddle!”

16.“If you want to get to the coffee pot, kiss me and end this war.”

17.“I lock the door every night so no one can steal you from me.”

18.“That’s my ex. Makeout with me and make him jealous.”

19.“Scrape your goddamn plate off BEFORE you put it in the sink!”

20.“YOU USED THE LAST OF THE TOILET PAPER AND DIDN’T GET ANY MORE?! I AM STRANDED!”

21.“Thanks to you, the whole house smells like Taco Bell.”
“It’ll smell like something different soon, just give it a couple hours.”

22.“You’re my best friend.”
“My dog’s my best friend.”

23.“Did you just poop with the door open?”

24.“I didn’t have any underwear, so I stole yours.”

25.“No, you ARE talented. You’re the only one I know who can lay in bed and watch the same TV show for 47 hours straight.”

26.“Don’t go to work. You’re mine, not theirs.”
“But you don’t pay me to be here?”
“Are you a prostitute?”

27.“My car’s broken, I have to walk to the store.”
“My nephew’s bigwheel is in the garage. Take that, I have.”

28.“It’s just a little cut, don’t worry.”
“No, let me be your doctor.”
*gets peroxide and box of Hello-Kitty Bandaids*

29.“Hey, babe, does my makeup look okay?”
“I like you better without it. But you’re gorgeous, as always.”

30.“Pink and blue only go together if it’s cotton candy. Go change.”

31.“You have a huge job interview. Get dressed, or I’m throwing your PS4 in the pool!”

32.“You drool when you sleep, and I don’t know. I might just go tell everyone if you don’t give it back NOW!”

33.“Baby, I’m sorry. It’s checkers, please talk to me.”

34.“You didn’t text me back, so I checked your Facebook to see if you were dead.”

35.“You made me breakfast? You know our anniversary is in two days right?”
“Fuck. I was pretty fucking close this year”

36.“Rock, paper, scissors to see who gets up and turns off the light.”

37.“Look, cousin Larry will flirt with you. We’re pretty sure he’s got diseases. So if you do cheat on me, you’re fucked.”

38.“I really don’t like it when you get mad and you start mumbling in another language.”

39.“Footy pajamas! Now we can match!”

40.“Oh, so you think you’re a better driver? Prove it?” *lets go of wheel*

41.“You bought tampons when you went shopping? That’s some Prince Charming shit, right there.”

42.“Why aren’t you wearing lipgloss? I like tasting strawberry when I kiss you.”

43.“Can you explain why there are sheets strung up around the apartment?”
“I built a fort.”

44.“You scare me when you watch those cop shows. You could kill me and no one would ever notice.”

45.“Did you just fart?”
“If you want to live, don’t lift the blanket.”

46.“Toast. T-O-A-S-T. Is it that hard to put bread in the toaster?!”

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Say goodbye to your book!

I had a “friend” who had me trapped in an abusive friendship for three years. I’ve always been generous and try to help people as much as I can, but this was far beyond what was acceptable. He moved into my house, stole at least $100 worth of video games (and framed my best friend at the time), shut me off from all my other friends (Except those he introduced me to, of course, since he could control them), exploited my family financially, lied to us constantly, told three different stories about the night that, if the story he told when he thought we weren’t listening was accurate, he committed a terrible crime against someone who he barely even knew and then blamed them for it, which severely damaged their life.

When enough was enough, and I finally opened my eyes to how bad things were, I cut him off completely. He never gave back a single thing he was “borrowing” from me (this is a separate list from what he stole, mind) and he smeared my name to everyone he could. He accused me of his own crimes, stole my gamecube (I got it back from the person he “gave” it to) and tried to turn my family against me by making up lies about me being a drug addict.

When the bridge was nuked out of existence, he brought his ex-marine stepdad to my house, forced our door open and demanded we return “his” things. They woke me up to do this, and I put in pretty much zero effort into giving him his things back for reasons that should be obvious, and made it very clear to him that if he came any further into my house I’d be calling the police.

Well.

Turns out there were a few things I forgot, and all of them met a bitter, bitter end.

On top of everything else, he directly, personally owed me $20, a sum I knew I’d never get back at this point. It wasn’t much, but I was unemployed and he wasn’t. I decided that the guitar amp he’d left behind was worth about $20 and gave it away.

Next was the toy guitar he’d had painted for him by someone who poured their heart and soul into decorating it only to have him mostly ignore it. Said guitar is in a landfill right now.

But the crown jewel was his tabletop book collection. Three books he inherited from the father he claimed to idolize despite saying almost nothing but awful things about him (“He died when he got drunk and got in a car accident. He was so awesome!”) and this asshole’s most prized possessions.

I considered a lot of things - burning, shredding, using them as fertilizer - but an opportunity presented itself I couldn’t ignore.

I had another friend who is even more into tabletop games than I am, and I gave them to said friend for free, on the condition he never sell them or give them away so long as he lived - so they could never make their way back to the asshole of assholes. He was cool with it.

Well.

A few months later, this friend of mine was involved in a stage production that required a book be torn apart live on stage as a prop.

Guess what books they used?

Dialogue Prompts

So, I really want to start writing on this blog, too. So I made a prompt list.
Not all prompts are mine, some are stolen from another blog. 

I will be writing for the following fandoms:

  • Harry Potter
  • Criminal Minds
  • Supernatural
  • Shadowhunters/ The moral instruments
  • The hunger games
  • Divergent
  • The maze runner
  • Grey’s anatomy

Okay, that isn’t too much. I’m still catching up on other shows. Once I’m finished, I’ll add them. You can ask for any character x reader, or character x character. If you want a platonic one-shot, you should note that. You can ask for as many prompts as you want. 

Dialogue prompts:

  1. “I have always loved cacti.” 
  2. “You didn’t just say that.” 
  3. “Whoa-dude. Look at that!”
  4. “Just because I died doesn’t mean I’m really dead.” 
  5. “Just because I drove into that river doesn’t mean I’m a bad driver.”
  6. “You walked into a knife?”
  7. “How did you manage this level of stupidity?” 
  8. “You locked me outside!” 
  9. “I’ve always been there for you. And I will continue to be.”
  10. “Do you trust me?”
    “Not even a little bit.” 
  11. “Uhh, is something wrong?”
    “What? Hehe! Of course not, why would you think that?” 
    “Because I can smell something burning and you’re hiding behind a door. Now, let me in.”
  12. “Here’s a newspaper filled with all the love I can’t feel.”
  13. “You know, people may like you more if you didn’t smell like a dead body.”
  14. “Aww, sweetie. Where are your parents?”
    “I’m older than you.” 
  15. “Don’t yell at me like I’m a child.”
    “Don’t throw the scissors!”
  16. “Here, take my jacket/blanket.”
    “I told you, I’m not cold.” *shivers*
  17. “Why are you still awake?”
  18. “Come over here and make me.” 
  19. “The salad here is really nice.” 
    “Do I look like a fucking rabbit?”
  20. “Please don’t leave me.”
    “I don’t want to.”
  21. “You can’t ride a bike?” 
    “Why are you whispering?”
  22. “We’re going downtown.”
    “There’s a strip club downtown.” 
  23. “You broke what?!” 
    “Don’t worry, I’m okay.”
  24. “Come Inside. I’m sorry.”
    “Not until an apology.”
    “I just said i’m freaking sorry.” 
  25. “Are you jealous?”
    “You are changing your outfit right now.”
  26. “Why did I marry you?” 
    “It took a whole lot of convincing.”
  27. “Luck? Nope. Skills.”
    “If it’s skills then do it again.”
  28. “You said forever!”
  29. “Seven fucking years and that’s all you have to say?” 
  30. “I love you, but I have to go.” 
  31. “I hate you so much.” 
  32. “You were and still are my everything.”
  33. “I can’t love you the way you want.” 
  34. “Hey jerk.”
    “…”
    “I mean… Babe?”
  35. “Admit it. That was the best kiss of your life.”
    “You always have to be the best at everything, don’t you?”
  36. “S/he just tripped and won’t stop laughing.”
  37. “Nice dancing you did there, how about you dance your way to my bedroom?” 
  38. “No, no. It’s okay. I’ll be your bridge. You can walk all over me.”
  39. “I’ve looked after coma patients more interesting than you.” 
  40. “Would you mind not setting my stuff on fire every time you get mad?”
  41. “This really didn’t go as planned.”
    “Is it the fact that everything is on fire that made you come to this conclusion?”
  42. “I can’t believe that worked.”
    “It was part of your plan.”
    “I know! My plans never work!”
  43. “You need to go! I’ll distract them!”
    “Do you think you can outrun them?”
    “If by outrun them you mean not getting caught… Probably not.” 
  44. “If you asked me to stay, I would’ve.”
  45. “You’re too good for this world.”
  46. “I can hardly stand myself.” 
  47. “Don’t come near me or I swear I’ll kill you.” 
  48. “Don’t you dare look him in the eye.” 
  49. “You may be an idiot, but you’re my idiot.”
  50. “I tried my best to not feel anything for you. Guess what? I failed.” 
  51. “Who did this to you?”
  52. “If you kill them, you better kill me too. Because if you don’t, I will kill you.”
  53. “Don’t underestimate what a person can do to protect those they care about.”
  54. “Do you ever follow directions?”
  55. “What happened?”
    “I got hit by a taxi. And it hurt.” 
  56. “She’s cute. But I’m pretty sure she can’t count to ten.”
  57. “I can fit a whole row of crackers in my mouth. Want to see?”
  58. “You said that if I went to bed early I’d feel better. You’re a fucking liar.” 
  59. “You’re late.” 
    “I’m glad you noticed.”
  60. “You made me cookies?”
  61. “You stole what?”
  62. “You aren’t pathetic.”
  63. “you looked at me different.”
  64. “I am not pregnant!”
  65. “You ever seen something as cool as this?”
  66. “I thought you were dead!”
  67. “I know you love me and all, but could you stop threatening the doctor?”
  68. “How. The fuck. Are you- so motherfucking tall?”
  69. “You? You know how to shoot a gun?”
  70. “You threw a tampon at him?”
  71. “You just kissed me.”
  72. “Hold up-just-just stop. just-what are you exactly doing? It’s two AM!”
  73. “I’m tired of being your secret.”
  74. “I didn’t realize I needed your permission.” 
  75. “You don’t need to protect me.”
  76. “Sorry I ruined your life. Maybe you shouldn’t have married me.”
  77. “If I would’ve known he was going to die, do you think I would’ve done it?”
  78. “I know you love me, but I’m tired of lying when I say it back.”
  79. “When I look at you, I see my world. And that scares the living crap out of me.”
  80. “Tell me what they did to you, please.”
  81. “I’ll go home. But it isn’t home when you’re not there.”
  82. “I’m pathetic because I go to you for everything but you’d pick someone over me any day.”
  83. “I wish I could hate you.”
  84. “I’ll let you down. I’ll always let you down. I’m not enough to keep you satisfied.”
  85. “I’m trying! Can’t you see? Isn’t that enough for you?”
  86. “I’m useless to you now.”
    “You’re a person. Not a toaster. You don’t have to have a use.”
  87. “i’m useless to you now.”
    “Oh please. You were always bloody useless. I love you anyways.”
  88. “I saw you roll skating, and I thought ‘that person is really cool’ and then you fell crashed and Jesus, are you okay?”
  89. “You had this big ass ice cream and you were so exited you dropped it and I don’t think I’ve ever seen a sadder person. Just please let me buy you a new one.”
  90. “We keep awkwardly running into each other and people have to ship us and I kind of like you. Hahaha, oh god, I need to stop blushing.”
  91. “This was a terrible idea.”
    “What are you talking about? There’s free nacho’s!”
  92. “Don’t do the thing!”
    “…”
    “You already did the thing, didn’t you?”
  93. “Paint me like one of your French girls.”
    “… I paint fruit.”
  94. “Let’s pretend that didn’t happen.”
    “Agreed.”
  95. “Did you seriously run face first into a light pole because you saw a pretty girl?”
    “I’m gay.”
  96. “How dare you talk to me, peasant. I am your queen.”
    “You are wearing a blanket over your shoulders.”
    “Silence! Now, fetch me some substances.”
    “Pizza bites or mini quiche?”
    “Pizza bites, obviously.”
  97. “Quit your whining! I bet it’s barely even a scratch.”
  98. “That-that’s your blood?! Why the hell didn’t you say anything?”
  99. “This is going to hurt but you have to stay quiet, okay?””
  100. “Don’t pass out, we’re almost there.”
  101. “That’s it. If you throw up one more time, we’re going to the hospital.”
  102. “You didn’t feel that? This is bad, you should’ve felt that.”
  103. “I’m scared to move you. Just wait here and I swear I’ll come back with help.”
  104. “That’s a lot nastier than it seemed at first glance.”
  105. “Please don’t die. Don’t die in my lap, I’m begging you.”
  106. “Stop being overdramatic-OH!”
  107. “Just how I want to spend the night. Removing glass from my best friends head and strapping it up.”
  108. “She has internal damage. Sh’s couching up blood.”
  109. “Would it be cliché if we matched clothes a little?”
  110. “Could you hold my hand?”
  111. “Shh, shh. I’m here now. Now give me your hands, we need to clean the blood off. Don’t cry. -I don’t blame you. Don’t worry, Ill always be there for you.”
  112. “If you want to leave then-”
    “I don’t want to leave! I want you, you idiot.”
  113. “Are you a thief? Because you stole my heart.”
    “I swear to god, if I didn’t love you.”
  114. “Oh my god! Go to sleep! It’s three AM!”
    “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.”
  115. “There’s a surprise waiting for you back home.”
  116. “The first time I met her, she was hiding behind the sofa.”
  117. “But this is our thing. Eating cereal and bitching about people.”
  118. “Just don’t let go.”
  119. “Come on, just one date.”
    “No.”
    “Why not?”
    “Because I really like (character) and she asked me first.” 
  120. “Gosh! Why are you so cold! get off me, you icicle!”
  121. “Are you…. crying? You? Miss/mister ‘I don’t cry, I’m tough as hell”?”
    “Oh shut up, we all have our weaknesses.”
  122. “You did all this for me?” 
    “No, I did this for Jeffery from across the street. Yes I did all of this for you!”
  123. “Okay, so don’t freak out, but I got flour everywhere.” 
  124. “Well, this is a nice change of scenery.”
    “Y/n, we’re in a prison cell.”
    “I was being sarcastic.”
  125. “I thought you said you knew where we were going.”
    “Yeah, I lied.”
  126. “Shit, you’re freezing. Let’s get you warmed up, alright?”
  127. “Shut up.”
    “I didn’t say anything.”
    “I don’t care. Shut up.”
  128. “Where are we going?”
    “I have no idea. You coming?”
  129. “Did you just try to banish me?”
  130. “I swear to you, this is how I found him.”
  131. “No thanks. I don’t want to get arrested for the second time today.”
  132. “You handled that real professional.”
    “I know right? I’m so proud of myself.”
  133. “That was the worst night ever.”
    “Same time next week?”
    “Of course.”
  134. “I got to admit, you’re really sexy with that gun. Terrifying, but sexy.”
  135. “Just-just go away.”
    “I would! If we weren’t handcuffed together.! Oh, and whose fault was that again? Yours!”
  136. “And I thought we were going to have a last kiss.”
  137. “I don’t want you to leave.”
    “I don’t want to stay.”
  138. “When did you stop?”
    “Stop with what, darling?”
    “Loving me.”
  139. “Please don’t say you love me because I might not say it back.”
  140. “I wasn’t there for you when you needed me, and I’m sorry.”
    “No you’re not. You don’t care about anyone apart from yourself.”
  141. “Don’t hurt me, please.”
  142. “I love you so much. If anything happened to you, I don’t know what I’d do.”
  143. “You only like me for my body!”
  144. “You wanted to talk? Well, here I am!”
  145. “I tried. I tried so hard, why couldn’t you?”
  146. “I bled for you. From every pore of my body, I bled. What more do you want?”
  147. “Nobody can tell me what to do.”
    “Well, actually they can.”
    “Doesn’t mean I’ll listen to them.”
  148. “Knock knock, I’m here. What’s for dinner fucker?”
  149. “You’ve bitten off more than you can chew.”
    “I can chew a lot.”
  150. “You have blood on your hands!”
    “Oh really? Wow! Thank you so much for pointing that out! Really helpful to our current situation. Seriously, thank you so much for brining this to my attention!  I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
  151. “I love your perfume. What scent is that? The scent of death?”
  152. “I always carry a knife in my purse in case we’re eating cake.”
  153. “You guys got a plan, though. Right?”
    “Yeah. Run.”
  154. “Maybe he’s afraid of me because I know how to use a knife.”
    “Well, I mean that’s why I’m afraid of you, so…”
  155. “Is violence always your answer?”
  156. “Remember how I said I already took care of that? Well, I lied and need your help right now.”
  157. “Please, help me. Just this one time.”
  158. “Did you break that glass on purpose?”
    “It offended me.”
  159. “I can explain!”
    “Alright then. Tell me.”
    “… I lied, there’s literally no explanation for this.”
  160. “Fight like hell.”
  161. “Do you realize how let it is?”
  162. “Can you please come and get me?”
  163. “Is there a reason why you’re naked in my bed?”
  164. “This is the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in!”
  165. “If we die, I am going to kill you.”
  166. “I love her.”
    “Her? As in a woman?”
    “No, as in a robot. Of course as in a woman you ding-bat!”
  167. “Are you drunk?”
    “No, you’re just blurry.”
  168. “I think we should run away now.”
    “Funny, I was just about to say that.”
  169. “I will not let you make me feel small. Back off.”
  170. “You’re great at dancing.”
    “I’m great at everything.”
  171. “You didn’t do the dishes, so I’m not doing you.”
  172. “Don’t give me that look.”
  173. “The way you flirt is just shameful.”
  174. “I love you, you asshole.”
  175. “What the hell kind of noise was that?”
    “I sneezed.”
    “That was not a sneeze.”
  176. “How is she?”
    “She’s fine. She has some ice cream. I wish I had ice cream.”
  177. “This is an apology pizza.Please take it or I’ll start crying right now.”
  178. “You’re stronger than you look.”
  179. “If you push me on the swings, I’ll buy you dinner. Don’t push to high, though. I don’t like heights.”
  180. “Wait, you’re gay?”
    “What gave it away? Constant flirting?”
  181. “You came back.”
  182. “Mom? I need help… I’ve made a mistake.”
  183. “So, this is haw it’s going to end. You’re staying with them?”
    “I have to.”
    “You don’t have to betray me. You don’t have to do anything.”
  184. “I’m trying to be less bitter, but your happiness isn’t rubbing off on me.”
  185. “Take of your shirt.”
  186. “You’re sweet.”
  187. “I’ve never felt this sensation before.”
    “Hugging?”
    “Being loved.”
  188. “Do you not realize how much I care about you?”
  189. “I know I’m allergic to peanuts, but I could’t day no when you walked into the office with freshly baked cookies and that damned smile on your face.”
  190. “I like it when you smile.”
  191. “This isn’t what I had in mind, but it’s better.”
  192. “Nothing is wrong. I just really like the smell of your lotion.”
  193. “You’re never this quiet. What’s wrong?”
  194. “How long has it been since you’ve slept?”
  195. “You make a good pillow.”
  196. “I had a nightmare about you and I wanted to make sure you’re alright.”
  197. “I hate you. I hate you so much for making me love you. Why did you make me love you if you never intended on loving me back?”
  198. “When you think of me, if you think of me, remember how much I loved you.”
  199. “I almost lost you.”
  200. “Please, just please make the pain stop.”
  201. “Stop telling me you’re okay.”
  202. “I don’t even know who I am without you.”
  203. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”
  204. “You know, it hurt when I realized you weren’t in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her.”
  205. “You left without saying goodbye. I hate you for that.”
  206. “Don’t you dare die on me!”
  207. “What I wanted? I wanted you to fight for me. I wanted you to say that there’s no one else you could ever be with, and that you’d rather be alone than without me.”
  208. “You’re beautiful/handsome, and I’m not the only one who can see that.”
  209. “Twins?… We’re having twins?”
  210. “You are so tiny compared to me.”
  211. “Bring your pretty little butt over here.”
  212. “I want you body. I want your mouth. I want your laugh and your funny faces. I want your friendship and your inspirational thoughts. And I want you to come with me when I go.”
  213. “There’s a leaf in your hair.”
  214. “May I have this dance.”
  215. “This bath is too damn hot.”
    “This is why we can’t do cute stuff. You complain to much.”
  216. “One day you’ll learn.”
    “Learn what?”
    “That someone like me doesn’t get a happy ending. Those are reserved for people like you.”
  217. “That’s disgusting. You’re lucky you’re cute.”
  218. “If you don’t rest, you wont heal.”
  219. “ Why don’t they just kiss already?”
  220. “Is that a challenge?”
  221. “Here, let me see.”
  222. “How could anyone love me?” 
    “Don’t look at me. I married you for your cooking.”
  223. “So… Err, I noticed you’re kind of naked. Is that intentional, or…”
  224. “You forgot me.”
    “It was an accident.”
  225. “Drag your chair here, I can’t translate dead languages.”
  226. “Open this.”
    “Can you say please?”
  227. “Don’t say you love me unless you mean, it because I might so something crazy like believe it.”
  228. “Don’t you ever do that again.”
  229. “I was wrong. I thought I wanted him to look twice at me… Bit I don’t need him to look twice at me when you never stopped looking.”
  230. “I’m fine.”
    “You don’t look fine.”
    “Then stop looking.”
  231. “Things didn’t have to end like this.”
    “But we always knew they would, didn’t we?”
  232. “She’s dead! And it is your fault!”
  233. “Are you going to lecture me about how wonderful life is?”
  234. “They’d be better off without me.”
    “Do you really believe that?”
  235. “It’s okay to cry.”
  236. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.”
  237. “The axe is a bit unsetting, but honestly, you look great.” 
  238. “You asked me if I had any ideas. Not if I had any good ideas.”
  239. “Remove your hand or I’ll rip your arm off and beat you to death with it.”
  240. “So, I just realized… I’ve been shot.”
  241. “Delete it. Now.”
  242. “Could you guys do me a favor?”
    “Anything.”
    “Could at least one of you look like you are ever going to see me again?”
  243. “Don’t make me smack you in front of these people.”
  244. “I’m not a bitch. Okay, I’m lying, obviously.”
  245. “Can you get the gun out of my face, please?”
  246. “I don’t scare easily, you evil bitch.”
  247. “She’s been in there for hours and I haven’t heard a sound since.”
    “That’s because she left through the window.”
  248. “Don’t you have to be stupid somewhere else?” 
    “Not until four.”
  249. “Your existence gives me a headache. Go stand over there.”
  250. “We have five people trying to kill us right now, what are we supposed to do?”
    “Actually, it’s more like eight.”
    “Oh, sorry I wasn’t specific enough!”
  251. “You passed out for like an hour.”
  252. “This is my ‘I don’t care’ face.”
  253. A: “When I’m not here, do you braid each others hair and debate who the coolest Jonas brother is?”
    *B and C glance at each other*
    B: “No… But it’s totally Nick.”
    C: “Definitively Nick. But Kevin is the talented one.”
    B: “Yes, but Nick is the cute one.”
    C: “What about Joe?”
  254. “Do you know how to braid hair?”
  255. “Babe, I’m sorry.”
    “Suck my ass.”
  256. “What’s your favorite lipstick?”
    *Rambles about lipstick*”What’s yours?”
    “The one you’ll be adding to my lips.”
  257. “You could at least pretend to be interested in what I have to say.”
  258. “I always blame others for my mistakes. Just kidding, I don’t make mistakes.”
  259. “I may not be perfect, but at least I’m not you.”
  260. “Go to your room!”
    “First off, we share a room. Secondly, I am the older one. Bitch.”
  261. “I promised I’d safe you.”
    “I promised I’d kill you if you did.”
  262. “You did what?!”
  263. “I thought you were going to steal a boat?”
    “What do you mean, This is a boat.” 
    “No, no. This isn’t a boat, this is a motherfucking yacht!”
  264. “I wont die for you. I’d kill for you.”
  265. ^^^add your own! ;)


These are a lot! I hope you find one or maybe a few you’d like to request! 

Plagiarized fics - asking for help from the 1D fandom

Hi everyone! I’m poking my head in your door from the Haikyuu fandom to ask you guys for help. I have spoken to quite a few people in the One Direction fandom thus far and I have been overwhelmed by their kindness, support, and how fast everyone I talked to acted to help me and my friend get this sorted out.

It came to my and my best friend ellessey-writes’s attention (confusing names, sorry! I’m Esselle) this morning that many of our fics had been stolen by the Tumblr/AO3 user Fruxoo, who has since deleted her accounts.

Here are two screenshots of Fruxoo’s fics, posted in April. The first is a direct copy of my story Hunger, completed last June 2016. The second is the summary from Ellie’s story Tea and Sympathy, posted January of this year. The entire text of every fic Fruxoo stole has been copied almost exactly word for word from our fics, changing only the names and other relevant character info.

I messaged her privately and asked that she post an explanation on Tumblr, as well as replace the text of her stolen works with links to our respective stories, in order to notify any readers who enjoyed these works. Unfortunately, she didn’t respond. Now that she has taken everything down, that’s no longer possible.

It would mean the world to Ellie and I if people would help spread the word about what happened. Last year, between the two of us, we wrote 626,000 words. We poured all our energy and love (and time!) into these stories, and to have someone copy them word for word, lie to people who were kind enough to comment or send asks as if they had thought up the ideas on their own, and interact with other people in the 1D fandom based off of love for OUR writing, is devastating to us both. This was going on for at least 2.5 months.

Besides the two stories listed above, we know As Long As You’re Smiling was actually copied from ellessey-writes​​‘s fic The Chronicles of the Virgin Asahi. We think this is the first fic they grabbed, due to the note on the summary. Here is a masterpost of all Ellie’s works from last year, and a link to her AO3.

They also took my incubus story Dreamless and reposted it as Lilin. This fic was posted as a part of a collab for my close friend’s artwork. reallycorking​​ drew this (VERY NSFW) art as part of a 30 day challenge, and the two of us worked together for a full month on Dreamless. Here is my fic masterpost for last year, and a link to my AO3.

I wanted to share links to the rest of our work because we don’t know how many stories she stole (it seemed like there were around 10 in total). We didn’t even have time to make a note of everything before she removed her accounts. So we don’t know what people read and might want to re-find (if there’s any interest cross-fandom).

Again, the One Direction fandom has been so incredibly supportive (Gina, Ange, phd-mama, Emmi, Lisa and everyone who was so helpful and understanding). Ellie and I started off the morning crushed, and now I have comments in my inbox on the fics that were stolen, and asks on Tumblr showing support, and it’s nearly brought me to tears. Thank you all so much. If anyone who sees this would be kind enough to get the word out there in any way (reblogs, just telling your friends who’ve read these stories, anything!!), we’d be incredibly grateful.

THANK YOU, to everyone who takes the time to read this.

The Signs as 50% Off Quotes

Aries: “This is it. This is the year I get my penis back from that dolphin who stole it”
Taurus: “Why he touchin’ my man! WHERE HE GOIN’ WITH MAH MAN!” 
Gemini:   “Oh no. I got a flashback boner”
Cancer:  “Swim team nothing! I want that boy to be my bride!”
Leo:  *Booty Booty Booty Booty rockin’ everywhere* “Bitch you gonna be mine”
Virgo:  “I’m sinning tonight!”
Libra: “Painting sure is fun. You know what else is fun? Killing your best friend.”
Scorpio: “What’s up sluts! Guess who just got out of prison!”
Sagittarius: “THEY’RE MY OSTRICHES!”
Capricorn:  “Do not be alarmed! I’m about to be hilarious!”
Aquarius:  “USURPER!!”
Pisces: “The loser has to commit… Swimpuku.” 

Interrogation (Jughead x Reader)

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You were sitting in your usual booth at Pop’s Diner, revising some maths equations while you waited for your routine chocolate milkshake to arrive. You usually did this, as you didn’t like studying at home. You preferred noisy surroundings, as it motivated you to keep focused. Whenever you were studying you never invited anyone to sit with you at the diner, not even Jughead, your best friend for four years; so you were surprised when he sat down across from you.

You looked up at him with a questioning look, Jughead usually only popped up randomly when he was interrogating people, “Hello,” you greeted him.

He didn’t reply, just watched as your long awaited milkshake was placed on the table by a nice waitress, and stole the cherry off the top.

“You’re lucky I don’t like cherries,” you said to him, knowing he already knew that, “Is there a reason to your sudden appearance during my study time?”

He finally spoke, “Something tells me you’ve been keeping information from me.”

You raised your eyebrow, while you took a sip from your milkshake.

He elaborated, less interrogative now, more caring, “You’ve been acting weird around me lately, and I haven’t stopped thinking about it.”

Although your heart skipped a beat in panic, you kept a straight face. You realised lately that you’ve actually grown feelings for the boy with the dark brown locks. You hadn’t realised but it has made you hyperaware of everything you did around him, careful not to be too flirtatious in case he picked up on it. You couldn’t bear the thought of ruining your friendship.

“Y/N?”  Jughead clicked his fingers in front of your face.

“Sorry, I just,” You tried to find an excuse, “I’ve been stressed about school, that’s all.”

He squinted at you in disbelief, “I know when you’re lying Y/N, why won’t you tell me what’s wrong? Have I done something?”

You took another sip of your milkshake, debating a reasonable answer, “It’s not that I won’t, it’s that I can’t. And no you haven’t done anything.”

“You know you can tell me anything, you’re my best friend,” Jughead told you.

You looked up at him and nodded, “I know, but not this.”

“Fine, I’ll leave it alone for now but I will get an answer, don’t you worry,” Jughead said and with that he got up and walked out of Pop’s, leaving you to your study and thoughts about the boy in the crown beanie.

You were lying in bed later that night, scrolling mindlessly through your phone, when you heard a knock at your window. You jumped when you saw a silhouette outside, but then looked a little closer to see the facial features of none other but Jughead. You put your phone down and walked over to the window to open it to let him in.

“Hey,” Jughead greeted you, climbing up the ladder he somehow found, into your bedroom.

You shook your head at his antics, a smile of amusement on your face, his weirdness will forever be surprising, “Hey.”

“Mind if I stay for a bit?” He asked.

“Sure,” you said, walking back over to your bed to lay down.

Jughead slipped off his shoes, walked over and laid down next to you. You both were just laying on your backs, staring up at the ceiling in a comfortable silence.

You spoke up, “Is there a reason you came to my house at 9pm at night?”

“You still haven’t told me what’s wrong,” He blatantly answered.

You sighed, “Right.”

He turned his head to look at you, “Please? Can you tell me what’s wrong? I feel like I’m not being a good friend by not knowing.”

You turned your head to him as well, staring into his eyes, those eyes you’ve grown to love, “I already told you, I can’t.”

He looked annoyed all of a sudden, “Whatever, don’t tell me then.”

You sat up, surprised by his annoyance, “Juggie, c’mon, I’m not keeping it from you to hurt you, I can’t tell you cause…” you sighed, “I-I just can’t, please don’t be mad.”

He sat up too, annoyance gone, replaced with a mischievous look, “Fine, I’m just gonna have to tickle it out of you.”

Your eyes widened in panic, you hated being tickled, you hated it, you were the most ticklish person ever, but before you could react, he’d already started on your sides.

“Jughead,” you laughed, “Please,” another laugh, “Stop!”

He didn’t oblige, you fell back, trying to get away but he stopped you by straddling your hips. He moved his hands up to your neck, tickling you feverishly and deviously, giving you no mercy.

“How,” laugh, “am I supposed,” laugh, “tell you,” laugh, “when you’re,” laugh, “doing this!” You choked out.

He stopped, hands placed softly on either side of your neck and somehow his face had gotten closer to yours.  He looked at you expectantly, waiting for the answer he so dearly wanted. Out of habit your eyes flickered to his lips, and when you looked back up there was a look of realisation on his face. Panic filled you, realising how obvious you had just been, but you thoughts were silenced when you felt a pair of lips on your own.

Jugheads lips.

Jughead was kissing you.

Your eyes fluttered shut, melting into the kiss. It was everything you had imagined and more. After a few moments, he pulled away. You opened your eyes to a smiling Jughead, and you smiled back.

Then he kissed you once more.

Stole My Heart

Summary: The five times the universe appeared to be against you when you wanted to ask Peter out.

Word Count: 2,622.

A/N: After reading @bovaria‘s fic, “The Five Times Bucky Picks You“, it inspired me to write something along those lines with Peter instead. Although, I decided to do my own spinoff and give it a slight twist. Hope you enjoy :D

Originally posted by spiderholland

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Someday, I’ll see you again

Someday, I’ll see you again ; Edmund Pevensie x Reader

Setting : End of first movie to start of second movie

****Requested: Yes


“Hurry up, you slowpoke!” Y/N shouted, looking behind her to see Edmund sitting still on his horse.

“Just… Taking a breather.” Edmund said, gesturing to Phillip.

“You stay back and I’ll catch the white stag myself.” Lucy and Susan mocked as they arrived, their horses skidding to a stop beside Y/N.

“Honestly, brother. You should be the one to care for your wife in these situations, not the other way around!” Peter snorted, appearing alongside his sisters.

“Ah, but my husband is old now. I’m afraid he’s not as agile as he used to be back then.” Y/N teased smirking over at Edmund. “I’m fine, though. I understand you completely, love.”

Edmund made a face at his wife before looking at the huge black metal pole beside him.

“A tree made of metal?” He muttered quite loudly.

Lucy gasped and dismounted her horse to run up and touch the so-called tree.
“I think it’s called a lantern?” Y/N said, causing the four to look at her in confusion. “What? I have a slight memory of it. After all, it IS in Lantern Waste, is it not?”

The four nodded in understanding.

“It’s like I’ve seen this before, though.” Lucy whispered. “Like, in a dream.”
“Or in a dream of a dream.” Edmund added.

Lucy gasped and opened her mouth in excitement. “Spare Oom!”

The others looked at each other in confusion.

Lucy ran off into a small passageway of pinecones.

“Lucy!” Y/N shrieked and dismounted her horse and ran after the excited queen.

“Y/N!” Edmund and his siblings followed suit and sprinted after Lucy and Y/N.
However, they were surprised when they all fell back in the 1950s, back in their original ages when they entered Narnia.

Edmund’s eyes immediately scanned his siblings and darted around the room, not even aware of the ongoing conversation between Peter and Professor Kirke.

“I’m not sure you’ll believe us, sir.” He heard Peter say in his panicking state.

“Try me.” Professor said with a smile, throwing the ball at the siblings at the exact time Edmund stood up.

Edmund hastily batted away the ball, much to everyone’s shock, and ran back inside the wardrobe.

“Edmund?” Lucy asked when she heard Edmund shouting, pounding and kicking the back of the wooden wardrobe.

Peter walked in the wardrobe and dragged him back. “Edmund, calm down.”

“Let me go! I have to go back!” Edmund screamed and flailed in Peter’s arms.

“Edmund! What in the name of Aslan came over you?” Susan said before whipping around to look at the Professor who smiled at her and gestured at her brother.

“Edmund, what’s bothering you?” Peter asked once the brunette boy calmed down.

Edmund looked down and took a sharp breath before he raised his head, looked his older brother in the eyes with the fierce glare that can be received from only the finest warrior, diplomat and one of the finest kings that Narnia has experienced.

Peter barely had the time to gulp before Edmund growled with rage.

“Where the hell is my wife?


Y/N woke up under her bed.

"What…?” She breathed before crawling out and widening her eyes at the cream walls surrounding her.

She was not in Narnia anymore.

She was back home, in 2016.

2016… Boy, she had a lot of adjusting to do.

As she stood there, the door slammed open, revealing a small girl.

“Y/N!”

Y/N twirled to see her little sister holding a small device.

Oh, right. I have a phone.

Y/N smiled and took the device. “Thank you, sister. I must rest, I’ve had a rough day today. I’ll see you at dinner, I presume?”

Y/N’s sister looked at her in confusion before shrugging and walking away while shouting. “You’re unusually nice today. I like it. See ya at dinner, sis.”
Y/N sighed and closed the door.

Feeling a familiar weight, Y/N looked down at her hand and was surprised to see a silver wedding ring.

Hers and Edmund’s.

She smiled knowingly and looked our her bedroom window.

“I know I’ll see you again. Someday, I will. I know I will. I have to see you again.”

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2am

Originally posted by jkguks


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Genre: Roommate/Best Friend, Fluff, Angst

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Dedication/Inspiration: @taetimewithsuga

The majority of the world’s population would agree with the quote “Nothing good happens after 2am.” but for Y/N… nothing bad ever happened after 2am. The wee hour of the morning consisted of laughs. deep conversations, tons of junk food, and sometimes even harmless food fights with her roommate and best friend Jungkook. Their 2am’s never resulted in not so innocent touches, or an awkward morning of waking up naked next to someone who was supposed to be sleeping in the next room over. For 4 years they became more alive at 2am. the weekend habit of staying up together way past 2am soon became tradition. They spoke of thier pasts, thier present and what they wished to be in their future. They talked of relationships, friendships, and hardships.

 Nothing bad ever happened after 2am….

                                   —————————————

The cool tiled floor sent a shiver up your spine as you made your way to Jungkook’s bedroom door.

“Kookie?” You whispered from the doorway walking quietly to the bed that held a sleeping Jungkook. The blankets rustled for a quick moment before he lifted it as an invitation for you to join him in a good nights slumber. Without hesitation you wiggled your way under the covers facing his heavy eyes and half awake bunny smile.

“What was it tonight?” He asked, his words coated in sleep and concern.

“Level 7 nightmare.”

“Turn around.” You turned to face the wall as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his chest to your back, his soft breath hitting your neck. This concept wasnt foreign to you; Jungkook allowing you to sleep with him after a bad nightmare or a sudden wave of loneliness that is too overwhelming to sleep alone. Sometimes even he would come and crawl into bed with you if he had something on his mind that was too much for him to handle alone. Its just the kind of friends yall were.

“Thank you kookie..” you whispered softly as sleep began to creep up on you and claim you as its own.

“Shhh Y/N. Just sleep, the nightmares are gone now.” He gave you a reassuring squeeze as yall both dozed off into a dreamless sleep.

The Saturday sun peeking in through Jungkook’s blinds had no effect on either one of you due to the lack of plans laid out for the day. You tossed and turned a bit before eventually burying your face in your roomates chest to try and make the sun go away.

A groan had left the boys mouth as he pulled the blanket over yalls head and adjusted his eyes to you in his chest.

“Y/N-ah, tell the sun to leave.” He whined playing with your hair until you let out a sleepy chuckle and met his brown eyes. “I cant tell the sun to leave but I can tell you to leave and to stop hogging all the mother fucking blankets.” Without any hesitation you shoved the brown haired boy off the bed causing him to land with a thud. You threw your head against his pillow and erupted with laughter at his shocked expression. You looked over at him and watched as his wide eyed expression changed to a forced frown and squinted eyes. Ready for revenge.

“OH ITS ON KID!” He shouted jumping onto the bed and finding every tickle spot he knew you had, he tickled you until you were laughing so hard no sound was coming out, and tears ran down your cheeks. “I hate you Jeon Jungkook. I really hate you.” You muttered standing up and walking towards the door.

“And I really love you too Y/N Y/L/N. I really love you too.”

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“Y/N?” His voice echoed laced with excitement, you quickly rushed to the door; in your bunny shorts and and black tanktop, with a smile to match his.

“Whats with the wine?” You asked wiggling your eyebrows knowing damn well he only brings home wine when its accompanied by good news.

“Tonight, we drink like kings! We celebrate my new found glory, we celebrate the profound news.. of me.. getting handed… A PRODUCERS CARD! HE HEARD ME SINGING IN THE CAFE AND HE STOPPED ME AND TOLD ME HOW GOOD I AM AND TOLD ME TO CALL HIM IF I AM INTRESTED IN PURSUING MUSIC!”

You wrapped your arms tightly around his waist as a congratulations and kissed his cheek softly. “Jungkookie, I am so happy for you! Today we do celebrate like kings, tonight we have our famous Jungkook/ Y/N game nights and drink…..the oh mighty bottle.” You looked up at your roomate only to see his mouth slightly drop open and his eyes get as big as golf balls.

“You mean-”

“Yes. I mean we are drinking Chateau Latour 1990.” You skipped over to the kitchen unaware of the quick stares your best friend gave you as you turned.

“But y/n, you said when we moved in you were saving it for the day one of us gets engaged.”

“This is big for you Jungkook. Its huge. I want to treat you like a king in celebration… you deserve it.” Before he could reply you reached for the 1990’s bottle that was set on the highest shelf; your shirt riding up in the back reveling a good amount of your bare back. Jungkook’s eyes raked over your body slowly before he quickly looked a way and mumbled that he was going to change quickly.

While you poured the glasses of wine, and grabbed some blankets from the hall closet you smiled as you heard footsteps headed towards the living room. Jungkook sat down beside you and together yall began the night thst you knew wouldnt be over till after 2.

Jungkook closed his eyes while he took another sip of the dark, complex smelling liquid. Your eyes traveled from his slightly messy hair down to his nicely fit white tshirt , that perfectly complemented his wonderful muscles. It wasnt unusual to stare in awe at the boy sitting next to you, you did that quite alot to be honest knowing exactly why you felt the need to.

Hours went by as yall made yalls way to the bottom of the bottle, laughing at eachothers drunken jokes and bad puns.

“Y/n, you are such a loud drunk.” Jungkook laughed falling over and clutching his stomach.

“You are an ass Jeon Jungkook!” You shouted jumping ontop of him and tickling him where you knew he was ticklish, causing his laughter to increase.

Not realizing that you were straddling your best friend, you shifted until he remained perfectly still, and earned a groan from him. “Oh my god kookie, I’m not even tickling you anymore. Stop groaning.” You laughed causing a slight movement ontop of him. “Y/n.” He groaned again. The laughter ceased to exist as you looked down at the boy and yalls position, before you could realize he wasnt groaning because of the tickling you felt him slightly raise his hips to meet your core. You felt his memeber slightly harden underneath you as you looked down to see his brown eyes darken and his lip caught between his perfect teeth.

Everything felt so unreal, the way his hands ran all over youe body, the way his pink lips attached themselves to your most sensitive of areas, the way yalls moans mixed in beautifuly with each others, but by the time you laid naked next to your best friend, your eyes drifted to the clock on the wall.

3am. Nothing good happens after 2am.

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Your eyes fluttered open to find yourself sleeping in the living which never usually happens. You sat up quickly, the blanket falling from your chest allowing a cool breeze to hit. Why do I feel a breeze? You thought. You slowly looked down at your naked body letting out a loud shriek and having realization hit you in the face.

I slept with Jungkook? I kissed Jungkook? My best friend.. I slept with my best friend. My best friend who stole my heart sometime 4 years ago. I slept with him. What if this ruins our friendship? What if he wakes up disgusted that he slept with me?

You quickly sprung off the couch grabbing all your clothes and racing towards your room.

Me: Taehyungie, meet me at the café asap. Its urgent.

You typed as fast as your fingers would let you, slipping on some jeans and a baggy shirt as if you were trying to hide what you had done the nigh prior. Walking over to your mirror to examine the damage done, you gasped as your fingers grazed the numerous dark purple love bites all along your neck.

He sure did mark me good.

Taehyungie: Already on my way precious. I’ll order us some coffee.

Me: Thanks Tae. Prepare for an ear full..

Taehyungie: Baby girl, I’m always ready.

You and Taehyung met a year before you met Jungkook; he was the sill friend that was always up for anything. He was a child in a grown mans body, obsessed with the idea that fun should never die due to the age you are.

You quickly covered the marks as best as you could before you raced out the front door and headed towards the local café, not even stealing a glance at the adorable bunny boy still sound asleep on the couch.

“Okay so you had sex with Jungkook. The boy you have been in love with for a year now, and you stormed out of the house like there was a fire?!” Taehyung asked questioning why you felt the need to run away. He was never the kind of person to run away from his issues, or beat around the bush; he faced them head on and bluntly.

“Tae, you don’t understand-” Taehyung reached over the table and grabbed both your hands in his.

“No y/n, you don’t understand. You are 24 years old and are still so scared of possibilities, you run and hide the minute you get scared when you should be taking life by the balls. You love this boy and you wont ever know if he loves you too until you tell him. You are a beautiful girl and one hell of a friend, if he doesn’t share the same feelings then he is stupid. BUT even if he doesn’t share the same feelings yall can talk about it and keep everything like it was.”

He was right.

“Nothing good happens after 2am..” you mumbled taking a long sip of your Vanilla Coffee.

“I’m not so sure. 2am was always you and Jungkook’s golden hour, and while this time something unexpected happened it still made you work up the courage to tell him how you feel. Its a big step you are taking because of the events that happened after 2am. 2am events are only bad if you make them that way.”

“Tae, how did you become so wise?”

“My hyung’s can be aright sometimes.” He winked, causing you to chuckle and take a deep breathe.

Your phone buzzed softly in your hand as you exited the café, giving Taehyung a big hug and a peck on the cheek.

Kookie: I’m not sure where you went, or when you left.. but whenever you can, could you please come home. We can’t just ignore what happened last night.

Me: I’m actually on my way home right now.

Kookie: Okay.

“K-Kookie?” You managed to shout. You heard rustling up stairs and slowly followed the noise. You followed the noise all the way to his room and stopped. You froze in your tracks scared to meet the face on the other side of the door, without another thought you slowly turned the door handle and peeked inside.

“Jungkook?”

You gasped as he turned around, noticing three dark purple marks on his neck, his hair was still slightly messy, his lips were curved into a tight smile.

“Y/n.”

You walked forward and met his eyes that were slightly watery causing you too pull him into a tight hug; the tales of yesterday not even coming to mind.

“What’s wrong Kookie.?” The silence that followed that question lasted up to a good minute before his eyes latched onto yours

“Don’t leave me y/n. Its okay if you regret it, or if you don’t love me back but please don’t leave me. Even if this is a mistake to you I don’t want our friendship to suffer or change. I -”

If you don’t love me too?

Did he just say too?

You made your way to him and placed a chaste kiss on his slightly quivering lips. “It- It wasn’t a mistake….I don’t regret it. Granted I do wish we weren’t slightly drunk.” you confessed looking everywhere but at him.

He lifted your chin to look you in the eyes and took a deep breath.

“Y/n, 4 years we have lived together and in those four years I have watched you fall for the wrong guys, I’ve watched you cry and laugh, I’ve slept in your bed just as many times as you slept in mine… during these four years I’ve grown to love you more then a friend. I noticed the way your eyes crinkle in the corners when you laugh, the way you hate making eye contact when your nervous, the way you are scared of everything except me. I watched you slowly fall in love with me at the same pace I fell in love with you. I wasn’t sure if you loved me until you left so early this morning to run away from this. You never run away unless your scared and in that moment I knew you were running away from the possibility of ruining our friendship because you were scared I didn’t love you back.“  He searched your eyes for any sign of confirmation that you had heard him correctly and as though something took over your body, you pressed your body against his and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Kiss me Kookie. Kiss me sober.” With no hesitation he pressed his perfect rose pink lips against yours and kissed you like it was the last time he’d ever see you. His lips moved at a perfect pace with yours, only fitting more perfectly together as time went on. After what felt to be ages but was actually a few seconds you pulled away to be greeted by the bunny smile you loved so much.

“I love you Jeon Jungkook. I really love you.” You whispered burying your face in his marked up neck.

————-

I still stand by what I said about how Nothing bad happens after 2am, because really its all up to you. Granted our love story started off like a cliché show where the pair doesn’t know they are in love, nor do they do anything to fix it so their complicated romance lasts for 8 seasons until FINALLY the end up together. We took it upon ourselves to speak up and skip past the remaining seasons. Life is too short to wait and wonder, sometimes you have to take life by the balls.. you have to speak up before its too late.

So as I lay here with my head resting on Jungkook’s chest and his arms stay wrapped around my waist as we whisper sweet nothings to each other I thank the bottle of wine that made us act upon our most secret desires. I thank Jungkook for speaking up and handling this like the adult he is. I thank the cliché shows, and stupid phrases that made me what to prove them wrong.

Nothing bad happens after 2 am if you know how to handle it.

(This is my first fan fiction in SUCH a long time. I’m so sorry if it sucks.)

Guess Who? - part 5 (END)

AU!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Based on Clue. You are invited to a strange house where you have to cooperate with the staff to solve the murder of one of the guests.

Word Count:1,800

Warnings: none (I think)

A/N: I used the beginning of part 4, but it’s part 5. This is the real ending, so here we go! I really hope you like this :) HAPPY HALLOWEEN AND A SAFE SAMHAIN TO ALL! 

Guess Who? - Masterpage

Originally posted by kingsebastian

The room fell strangely silent. Professor Iron was sitting between Hawkeye and Scarlet’s dead bodies, a forlorn look in his eyes. You were completely exhausted and your high heels were killing your feet.

To distract yourself, you went over the events of the night. The gears in your head were turning furiously as you tried to remember everything. There were four dead people in the room and eight people still breathing. Well, it could have been worse.

You let out a small gasp when everything clicked into place.

“Very well,” you said, breaking the peaceful silence. “I know who did it.”

The others looked at you incredulously. “You do?!”

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Thief // Park Jimin

- Part One: Doubt

summary: in which prince jimin doesn’t know that his future wife is not only trying to steal from him, but is also trying to kill him.

words: 3,284

category: prince!jimin au, fantasy au

author note: (this is long bc i added the first and second chapters together) I’ll try to update weekly if you guys want more. Tell me how you like it, theories about the characters, constructive criticism: anything! i really like this story but i’m nervous about posting it. I hope you guys like it!

- destinee

Originally posted by kookielife

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Essays in Existentialism: Greencard

Clexa greencard marriage? Lexa is an Australian working in the u.s. When she forgets that her visa is up, she is forced to find a quick solution to be able to stay. She rants to Clarke, a girl from another department she has been running into during lunch, when Clarke offers her a way out.

“Well, aren’t you more dour than usual?” the artist asked as she refused to look up at the sulking editor.

“You know I prefer surly.”

“You are both dour and surly, and you’re raining on my nice lunch.”

“I’m sorry.”

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Date Your Best Friend

YouTuber!Au Series

Word Count: 1,169

Genre: Fluff


Joshua sits in front of his camera. An outlet to share his music to the world has evolved into so much more. His viewers turned into fans, and his fans loved beyond the guitar and the voice. They wanted to know more about Joshua the person, not just Joshua the singer.

So how could Joshua talk about himself without mentioning you? He couldn’t do that. Even with the guys, your name is brought up every two sentences. 

However, being the sweet person that Joshua is, he never really said your name on camera out of consideration for your privacy. Of course, he flaunts the fact that his girlfriend was the most amazing person on earth, and he gushes about how much he loves you in vlogs. He’d also dedicate every song that reminded him of you, which is a lot, every chance he gets. Naturally, when you watch his videos a big happy smile would beautifully grace your face. 

“Hi, it’s Joshua! We have a very special guest today!” Joshua announces in front of his camera. You giggle quietly in your spot out of the frame. 

“Drum roll please!” Joshua exclaims excitedly, patting his lap. He pulled you into the frame, his arms were wrapped around your shoulder as yours were wrapped around his waist. 

You managed to wave to the camera and squeak out a cute hi while you and Joshua laugh happily, simply enjoying each others company.

“So, this is the person that I have been telling you guys about. AKA the person that I’m completely in love with, y/n.” Joshua’s words rang inside the shaken corridors of your heart. 

“Hi, guys! I’m Y/N! It’s nice to finally meet you all.” You say with a bright smile. 

Joshua holds up his phone, and explains, “So today, my lovely ray of sunshine has taken a break from their busy schedule to answer questions you guys have left us on my twitter, Instagram, and snapchat!” 

Joshua’s right hand was holding his phone, as his left was holding your hand.

“When did you two first meet?” Joshua reads from the phone.

“It was in elementary school right?” You recall back the memory.

Joshua laughs out loud. “Oh yeahhh! You stole my juice box, and then told me my haircut looked stupid.” He playfully nudged your shoulder with his.

“Hey, all great friendships start out that way!” You giggle.

He humorously scrunched his face up at your statement. “No you were a bully.”

“Only because you were so adorable when you got mad at me. Even now.” You messily ruffled his hair causing him to roll his eyes and try to get his perfect  hair back into place. 

“Wait, did you guys hear that? Y/N thinks I’m adorable.” Joshua lowly chuckles with a proud expression on his face.

“Okay, okay next question, you weirdo.” You laugh, taking his phone to scroll down the twitter feed. 

Joshua points to the screen at one question that has caught his eyes. “Has Joshua ever serenaded you?” 

“Yes, actually.” You smile at the sweet memories of him singing to you. “No matter how late it is at night, or how tired he is, if I’m having trouble sleeping he’d always sing me to sleep. Or if I’m sad, he’d sing something to cheer up. All in all, Joshua is always singing to me. So thank you, babe.” You top your answer off with a kiss on Joshua’s smiling lips. 

“Oh this is a good one!” You point at a question.

Joshua reads it out loud. “When did you start realizing that you were catching feelings, when did you tell the boys and how did they react?”

“I’m assuming that one is for me.” Joshua chuckles at the camera, a hint of blush starts to show on his cheeks. 

“I’ve always seen you as a friend up until freshman year. That was when you told me you had a crush on one of our classmates, but I didn’t know why I was so bothered by it.” Joshua explains.

“Because of how strangely I was feeling, I talked to Vernon about it and he was actually the one that helped me come to terms with my feelings.” 

“Wait,” You pause him. “You’ve liked me since freshman year?”

Joshua nods shyly. “Yeah, I did. But I decided not to tell you until last year because I was just scared of how you would react.” 

That was something you never knew. It was senior year now, the last year of high school for the both of you. So, you’ve realized Joshua has loved you for quite some time now.

“Vernon was especially annoyed with me during that time because I’ve always talked about you, but I never had the confidence to ask you out.” Joshua says sweetly with a peck on your cheek, causing you to blush and to tease him about his little crush on you at that time. 

“Ooh! I found the perfect follow up question.” You excitedly start to read, “How did Joshua ask you out?”

Joshua groans out in embarrassment while you laugh at his expense. “You’re never going to let that go, huh?”

“Nope!” You grin. 

He rolled his eyes but nonetheless he continued on telling the story. “I took her out to our favorite spot to hang out which is this little dock on the lake. I was so nervous and out of it, then why you told me that you would go on a date with me I was so happy that I started to jump. Then, I fell off the dock and into the lake.”

You couldn’t stop giggling at the image of wet Joshua doggy paddling at the surface of the water. 

“Okay okay, let’s move on.” Joshua says as he attempts to control your laughter by rubbing your back.

“What is it like to date me?” Joshua asks.

“Hm..” You smile. “It’s like I’m dating my best friend. But don’t tell Vernon I said that, because he’s gonna argue with me that he’s your only best friend.”

“Who cares about Vernon?” Joshua jokes. “You are my best friend.” Joshua pulls you in for a hug as a means to leave sloppy kisses on your face. Joshua pauses to look at the camera. “Just kidding man, I love you, you’re my best friend too, Vernon.”

The next fifteen minutes, you and your boyfriend answered questions about your relationship and each other. Some were funny, and some led you to find out things about Joshua that you never knew before. 

“Ok, last question. Do you love me?” You asked, slightly tilting your head amusedly. 

Joshua diverted his attention from his phone to your eyes. A smile spread across your lips, transferred to your cheeks and reached your eyes. 

“I’ve loved you ever since you stole my juice box, and I’ve been and will continue to love you as hard as any human possibly can love.” Joshua places a kiss upon your forehead, and you could feel the truth behind his words. 

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Ms Paint
Excerpt from Jeremoth’s journal-“Giselle, my dear wife. I knew her since childhood and we were the best of friends even till she died. She was smart, outgoing, she even beat up the ones who bullied me. She wasn’t just a pretty face though. She knew mechanics, she even stole parts off a car one time! I know she was smarter than me, she could have easily been the doctor instead of me. It was hard being a woman back then. But she didn’t let that stop her. We had a fight and separated for a bit, I went to med school and she went into illegal fight clubs, and even burlesque. She loved it, even if they considered it "not classy” for a woman. She didn’t want to be classy, she was just herself. And I loved everything about her, she was my rock and my best friend. She always will be too.“
"She never was sure if she wanted children. We had talked about it before we got married. She laughed that she wanted 3 kids, I said ‘that’s how many I want too!’ But it didn’t seem like a serious talk at 15 and 17. Then, we got married, and I asked again. She was still not sure, thought she wouldn’t be a good mother. I didn’t press, I let her make the decision on her own. Finally she told me she was ready. We tried for a long while, but nothing. She thought maybe it was a sign that she wasn’t meant to be a mother. But then, Eveleen was born. (She also punched me in labor when I was delivering the baby, but that’s another story..)Eve was our everything. And Giselle, rough and rugged as she was, made a wonderful mom. She home schooled Eve because she knew she could teach her better than any school could. Wanted her to have street smarts and life lessons, she said. I don’t know why she was scared to be a mom when she was the best one.”

- @sgarrett49


I have died everday
Waiting for you
Darling don’t be afraid
I have loved you
For a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more

The first time you’d heard the song, you fell in love completely. It was slow, it was sappy, and it was beautiful. You decided that would be your opening number for every show you played from then on out. Sure, your “shows” were actually just open mic nights at local bars and coffee shops, but that was your stage to own when you were on it, and own it you did.

One Saturday night, you had yourself all set up in front of the microphone, one foot propped on the rung of the stool legs below you while your guitar rested on your knee. 

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Limits

Originally posted by 13reasonsvvhy


Pairing: Alex Standall x Reader

Request: “9 - Alex Standall”

Prompt:

9. “I am just protecting you.”

Word count: 1.547

Posted: 15th of May 2017

A/N: I miss my Alex imagines and I am having some feels right now. I need more Alex imagines, I admit! I miss that little inactive chicken nugget. Dude, post something on your social medias! I miss you. :(
Anyways, here’s another request from Aja and I hope that you like it. 
I hope you keep on supporting my writing, guys! I love you all so much and I thank you for the kind words, they really motivate me to write more and to think of the shitty things in my life less. Thank you so much.

P.S.: I am not accepting part 2 requests for my prompts imagines. Sorry.

- G. x

Link: Prompt list

Warning: a little bit of angst, being drunk, swearing


“(Y/N), you’ve already drunk too much!” Your best friend, Alex, exclaimed as he stole the red plastic cup from your shaky hand. You had a blurry vision because you were already sleepy and you had to admit that you were also a little bit drunk.

Alex stopped you on drinking to impose you some limits, because he knew that drinking has never been good to people, mostly to you.

“Alex, you’re not my dad!” You slurred as you tried to snatch the cup back from his hands, but you had no success. The liquor spilt on the floor as Alex tried to distance the cup from yourself. “Fuck, Alex!”

You were in one of Bryce’s party to celebrate his team’s successful game the night before and all of the school was in his gobsmacking and enormous modern house, enjoying the music, the company and all of the bad things in life: drugs, cigarettes and alcohol.

“(Y/N), we’re going home!” Alex forcefully grabbed your hand as he put the almost empty plastic cup on the kitchen counter, a place where it would be a little bit difficult for you to reach.

“No, Alex! I still have to play that suck and blow thingy!” You drunkenly laughed as you pointed to the crowd that was doing the game.

“No, (Y/N)!” Alex protested, but his friends suddenly pulled him away, so he could leave you alone. You flirtatiously smiled to thank them and you carefully walked towards the group.

“Can I join?” You happily asked, feeling tired but happy at the same time. The feeling of being drunk was great as you didn’t have your problematic thoughts, you didn’t have to think of the stuffs that you were going through. You heard people cheering as you stood between Jeff, on your right, and Justin, on your left. You knew that the fun has just begun for you.

The game has started and people started sucking the card and they passed it on to the person on their right.

You felt enthusiastic and less pensive at that moment, you forgot everything in your life, mostly your feelings for Alex, as the alcohol took your mind’s control. You had no control of yourself and you knew that you needed someone to handle you, but who cared? The people around you were drunk too. They probably felt the same thing that you were feeling: they would remember something, but then their minds just would black out totally. Some of them wouldn’t even remember everything that happened during that night.

The game lasted for about two spins before the first card fell off your mouth. You were passing the card to Jeff and, because of your clumsiness or drunkenness, you accidentally let the card go. Even though you didn’t have the clearest mind at that moment, the rules were still clear to yourself: you had to kiss Jeff.

Your senses were awakened by people as they encouraged you to kiss Jeff. You were drunk and you had no problems on kissing any person at that moment. You were out of your control and that was why your best friend was being worried earlier.

“I guess we have to do this.” Jeff naughtily flirted with you as he grabbed your waist, he was a little bit drunk and out of himself too. You knew that Jeff has always liked you, but you loved Alex and you didn’t even know why you were doing this to yourself, but you went with the flow. After all, some party goers did this stuff often.

“It’s not a problem, Atkins!” You winked at him and you hyperactively wrapped your arms around his neck and you both closed the gap between the two of you without any problems.

You both shared a passionate and wet kiss as people made noise for your little hot making out session in front of them. You were both enjoying it as Jeff led you to a less crowded place. Little did you both know that there was someone who was getting his heart broken by watching the two of you, but then was called by his best friends to distract him.

“Let’s lead this thing in an appropriate place.” You bit your lip as you stunned Jeff with your sweet voice. He started giving you some wet kisses on your neck as you both found the way to an empty clean room.

You were both caught up in the moment that you both kept on kissing and left the door wide open. You and Jeff kept on making out as he led you to the warm and comfortable bed, falling on it, with him on top of you.

The things started to become steamy between you and Jeff. The heat in the room fogged up the glass window as the cold wind kissed it from the other side. You turned the tables over as you wanted to take the control of the thing. You couldn’t deny it, but you were both turned on, touching and caressing your body parts as long as you could.

“(Y/L/N), what the hell?” The pleasure that you shared with Jeff while kissing him was interrupted by your best friend, when he suddenly dragged you off Jeff’s body.

“What the fuck, Standall?” You faced him as you tried to protest for what he has done. You angrily pushed him away, but he was stronger than you. You were so drunk and weak, that you couldn’t move him, not even a little bit.

“We’re going home!” He loaded you in one of his shoulders as if you were a sack full of potatoes. Alex was surely thin and slim, but he used to work out, by Officer Standall’s orders, and his arms weren’t that weak as you thought.

“I don’t want to go home!” You protested like a kid, wiggling yourself to make him struggle. You continued on doing it, but you got tired of it as Alex started to walk out of the room. You peeked at Jeff, who was now sleeping peacefully on the bed, passed out, and you let out a heavy sigh as you thought that you deluded him.

You let yourself relax on Alex’s shoulder and you closed the door behind you, letting Jeff sleep peacefully. Alex walked in the middle of the drunk crowd and he made his way out of the suffocating place that you were both in.

He put you on the passenger’s seat of his car and buckled your seatbelt carefully. You had your eyes closed, but you still had the senses to feel Alex’s moves.

“Why did you do that?” You garbled as you felt the car moving. Alex didn’t drink at all and his mind was sober, meaning that you were safe with him.

I am just protecting you.” Alex shortly answered as he focused his eyes on the road, following the road’s speed limit. You weakly opened your eyes and stole a glance of his face: he had his forehead corrugated and a black aura surrounded his raging body.

“I was safe with Jeff too, Alex!” You protested in a calm way as you were so tired to start a fight between the two of you.

“You are drunk, just take a rest and I’m almost home.” He annoyingly answered with a dry toned voice. You hinted the indifference in his voice and you stopped asking things, still keeping your mind alive even though your eyes were closed.

The vehicle suddenly stopped and you assumed that you arrived in his family’s home. He carefully unbuckled your seatbelt as he quietly admired your peaceful face. It almost seemed that you were already sleeping, but the thoughts and your feelings for Alex kept you up and pensive once again.

“I was being protective, because I was jealous.” He caressed your face as you felt his hot breath against your skin, sending some shivers down your spine. “I love you, (Y/N), and it hurt me seeing you making out with someone else, in public.” He mumbled, fidgeting with his jacket as he confessed his hidden feelings to you.

You heard him sigh as he brushed his fingers on your lips, wishing that it was him who kissed you that night, wishing that it was him who you loved, obviously unbeknownst to your feelings for him.

“I love you so much.” He said once again as you felt some hot water sting your skin. Alex was vulnerable and you wanted to shout at him how much you loved him, but something suddenly stopped you.

Alex kept on crying and only God knew how much you wanted to open your tired eyes to confess your feelings for Alex too, but you were so afraid. Afraid of admitting everything, afraid of the consequences, afraid of what might happen next, although you discovered that he loved you back.

You were afraid to love Alex as you both considered each other as best friends for a long time, so you set some limits between the two of you, just like how he set you the limit for your alcohol intake, just how he limited his driving, following the speed limits imposed.

Maybe those limits between the two of you would help you, or maybe not. Probably not.