i wanna tell him so bad

being tony stark’s daughter and dating peter parker would include....

yeah i know there’s 500 of these but i dont care! also this is a universe where civil war didn’t happen and where everyone is a big happy family also this is long as fuck i am SO sorry (not really tho)

for @hollands1d 

  • you met peter on the way to a mission with the avengers 
    • #Homeschooled
  • you’re sitting next to bucky cracking jokes and he’s just staring at you
  • like no shame, full on drooling
    • “who is that?”
    • “that’s bucky. i thought you guys met.”
    • “no no no, the girl.”
    • “oh, that’s just y/n”
  • you notice him staring and introduce yourself with some ridiculous superhero name you made up on the spot
  • he totally falls for it and you just burst into laughter and he’s super confused
    • “no, honey, i don’t have powers, i just kinda kick ass. i’m tony’s daughter.”

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Jesus Christ. I just watched the video where Arin talks about having his first panic attack, and let me tell ya I’m fuming at the game grumps fans right now.

literally all of the comments said things like “arin you’re so stupid. shut up.” or “your philosophy is shit, arin.” or “shut the fuck up you’re just using this as an excuse for why you’re bad at video games.” I’m not making this up. These are literally comments I saw.

And? I’m just?? So angry. I don’t usually comment about disagreements and stuff but this pissed me off. People wanna find any way they can to shit on arin and that includes this. arin shared a personal life experience with us and told us his honest outlook on his life. he’s not trying to complain; he’s just trying to be fucking honest.

if danny had told us that, the reaction would’ve been completely different. we all know it’s true. People would’ve been telling him to go easy on himself and that we love him and so on.

so why do people hate on arin so much? I seriously don’t understand. because he doesn’t play video games the way you want? because he did something differently than how you would? because he has a different philosophy than you?

fuck you, whoever said those horrible things to him. I know arin doesn’t care and honestly this post might be pointless, but it pissed me off that arin would be treated like that for sharing something personal like that.

GOING TO A CONCERT WITH PETER PARKER would include..

  • Peter would have never been to a concert
  • But he would have heard tales about May and Ben’s trips to various concerts and festivals
  • He would have always wanted to go but knew that he didn’t have the time or the money
  • So wheN YOU’D INVITE HIM TO GO
  • HE’D FLIP
  • “OhmygoSHAREYOUSERIOUSNOWAY
  • Big, warm hugs and laughs of disbelief
  • “When is it?”
  • “This weekend”
  • “You mean like, tomorrow, this weekend?”
  • “Yeah”
  • “Oh my -“
  • He’d be breathing so heavily and grinning so much and aw just so exciTED
  • For the rest of the day you guys would ONLY listen to that band while you hung out in his room
  • “What color do you think this song is gonna be?”
  • “What?”
  • “You know, how the lights are different colors at concerts and stuff, what color do you think this one is gonna be?”
  • “Oh, I dunno, Peter”
  • “I think it’s gonna have purple lights.”
  • You’d just smile and shake your head causE DO r K
  • The next morning you’d get some texts from him
  • “ITS TODAY”
  • “THE CONCERT”
  • “ITS TODAY”
  • “YOU READY?”
  • It’d be at like 7 in the morning too like why is this boy even uP
  • “SO READY, PARKER”
  • He’d come over a few hours prior with snacks and stuff
  • “Is this okay? What I’m wearing? I didn’t know what to wear.”
  • He’d be in a plain t-shirt with an old jacket on over
  • Looking real cute
  • “Looks great, Peter”
  • He’d just give a relieved smile aww
  • He would have also brought some special earpieces Tony made to make the sound less intense for his special spidey hearing
  • He’d sit on your bed and watch you get ready
  • Like be so amazed watching you do your makeup
  • “How do you - how doesn’t that hurt?”
  • “It’s just mascara, Peter”
  • You’d both be cracking up by the end because he’d be making stupid faces behind you in the mirror trying to get you to mess up
  • FINALLY THE TIME WOULD ARRIVE
  • AND YOU KNOW YOU’D BOTH BE FREAKING OUT
  • “We’re going to see them oh my gosh”
  • “They’re going to be right in front of us”
  • “oh my gosh”
  • “RIGHT IN FRONT OF US”
  • s o  g i d d y
  • You’d get to the venue with your tickets and the sun would be setting
  • A small crowd would be gathered around the door
  • You’d both thank the ticket lady and head in
  • It’d be an outdoor concert
  • An amphitheater kind of thing
  • Small groups of people would be gathered around in various places and you guys would head up towards the front
  • The lights would start to dim and since the band was kind of obscure, there wouldn’t be an opener
  • Peter would be really jumpy at your side and would keep turning and just smiling really big at you
  • The band members would come on stage and you’d both
  • lose
  • it
  • Like I’m talking Peter’s jaw would drop and you’d just be stammering
  • “Ohmygodohmygodohmygod”
  • Peter would be hitting your shoulder over and over in shock
  • And then you’d both start screaming and hollering and Peter’s hands would shoot up in the air
  • The members would be silhouetted by a blue glow and smoke and fog would be billowing from the machines on the stage
  • The sky would be nearly dark now
  • The shadows of stars peeking out behind the blankets of smoke
  • The band would wave and move to their places on the stage
  • Peter would turn to you with such wide eyes
  • “It’s actually them”
  • “Oh my god it’s actually them”
  • Literally this kiddo would be on the verge of tears
  • Light, hearty laughs of disbelief awww
  • You’d both be jumpy and giggly
  • “Thank you so much for inviting me ohmygod”
  • “Who else would I go with you dork”
  • Goofy smiles uF
  • The bassist would strum his first note and it would crash over the whole area
  • Wild cheers would erupt and Peter would do a gasp-exhale type thing
  • “THAT FELT SO COOL”
  • And they’re hit another note, getting more cheers
  • Peter would be smiling and laughing bubbly laughs, as would you
  • Soon, the song would start up
  • The drummer would start with the beat and then the guitarist would start strumming
  • The singer would be swaying a little bit with their head down in the middle of the stage, hand gripping the microphone
  • You’d be struggling to make yourself watch them because Peter’s face would be pRICELESS.
  • His features would be intensified with the contrast of the dark of the night and the glow of the stage
  • Eyes open wide and bright with reflections of blue
  • His mouth would be gently open and the corner would be tugging into a smile
  • Curls tucked neatly and jacket strings uneven
  • Breathless and in disbelief
  • s h o o t
  • The song would start to pick up, along with the bassline, and the whole area would be throbbing with the beat
  • The shadows of heads in front of you would be nodding along and swaying
  • Peter would be smiling really wide now, gently shaking his head and swaying his shoulders
  • He’d keep looking over at you, watching you bite your lip and move to the song
  • It would get to the heavy part of the song and the bass would be sO intense
  • Peter would turn to you and tap the center of his chest
  • “I can feel it, I can feel the beat”
  • You’d be grinning at how he was having to shout a little bit to be heard
  • You’d nod and smile at him
  • “I can feel it, too, Peter”
  • He’d breathlessly laugh and keep his hand on his chest
  • “We have the same heartbeat”
  • He’d turn back to you with his realization, wide-eyed and giddy
  • “We all have the same heartbeat”
  • He’d gesture to the field of people
  • You’d giggle and nod, patting your chest
  • UF JUST BREATHLESS LAUGHS :’))
  • A couple more songs would go on and slowly Peter would get more comfortable dancing
  • Little nods and lip bites and head shakes and his hands would be tapping his hips
  • His neat curls would nOt be neat anymore
  • They’d be falling over his forehead, a little damp with sweat, shaken from all of the goofy dancing
  • ahhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHH
  • He’d even start shouting out the lyrics to the songs he knew well
  • Fist pumping occasionally
  • You’d start to do the same and you guys would be aw so cute
  • But you’d also be like that couple
  • Holding hands and crap
  • Cause Peter was normally weird about PDA and so were you
  • Like uhh no one wants to see that that’s for later
  • But he’d be so adrenaline-filled
  • Like at one point he’d just turn to you with the biggest grin on his face and pull you into a kiss
  • You’d feel the buzz of the music on your lips
  • Warm and strong and happy and humming
  • You guys would both start laughing and break away
  • uGH JUST SO HAPPY AND PURE :’))
  • And then thAt song would come on
  • The one you guys were talking about earlier
  • The lights would go from a light yellow to a cold purple and Peter would turn to you, wide-eyed
  • “It’s the song, it’s the song, it’s puRPLE
  • He’d be so jumpy and giggly
  • “Yeah, I knew it I KnEW IT”
  • CRAzY BIG SMILE
  • AW
  • He looked really good in the purple lighting too like cmon but he also looked good in any lighting though so
  • The band would finish up with a slower song
  • It was one that you guys had a lot of memories with
  • He had come over when you were sad and pulled you off the bed to dance with you
  • It had helped a lot
  • May had also had it playing one day while you were chilling on the couch
  • You had hummed to the beat and snuggled more
  • One day you guys had been baking to the song
  • Might have also made out to it one time whoOps
  • When the song ended you guys would both be so sappy and content 
  • Your head against his shoulder
  • One hand holding his arm, the other looped in his hand
  • He’d mumble into your hair, sighing as the lights faded
  • “You’re the best.”
  • “So are you, Parker.”

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Okay because they don’t get enough love on the show here are Kevin x Joaquin headcanons

Joaquin sneaks through Kevin’s window to bring him gifts without the sheriff realising. Kevin finds flowers on his desk at least once a week

Kevin has to hide the fact that through Joaquin he knows a few serpents and criminals. He’ll visit his dad at the station and try not to get recognised by the few serpents who he’s been introduced to

Joaquin and Jughead know each other through Jug’s dad and Joaquin finds himself talking a lot about Kev without even realising it because he’s proud of his boyfriend and ‘hey did I tell you about Kevin…’ and Jughead just can’t escape the relationship drama

Kevin gets dragged to a few bad places by Joaquin and just freaks out a little because he’s pretty sure half the people in these bars look like they wanna skin him alive and Joaquin finds his worrying adorable.

Finding decent places to hang out is so hard. They can’t at Kev’s house because of his dad and Joaquin hangs out at bad places and Pops would be too easy for Veronica to spy from another booth or for someone to recognise one of them and tell someone. Hotels are usually easiest.

Joaquin keeps trying to keep Kevin out of serious harm with the serpents. If someone suggests going after the sheriff or using Kevin to get info, he’ll immediately change subjects or suggest another plan. He knows they think using Kev is the endgame of the relationship but Joaquin is genuinely happy with Kevin and wants to be with him as long as possible. And God forbid someone try and come near HIS man

Kevin finds it SO HARD to keep this stuff a secret. Finally an openly gay guy who’s not only gorgeous but likes him back?! He of course can’t resist giving details to Veronica and Betty. It’s not even like they ask he just goes ‘fINE I HAVE A BF HIS NAME IS JOAQUIN AND HES BEAUTIFUL ’

Joaquin works on Andrews construction with Jug’s dad so he can find a subtle way to see Kevin. The others keep teasing him for going soft.

Kevin has one of Joaquin’s serpent jackets hidden at home. He breaks it out when his dad is out of the house or when Joaquin is stuck on business and can’t call. Somehow it makes him feel safer

Joaquin watches Kevin without him realising. There’s a killer on the loose and though Kevin would say he was fine. Joaquin wouldn’t let anyone get near his boyfriend. It’s this that makes him realise how bad he’s fallen for him and how guilty he feels for what the serpents might make him do

Once they go on a walk and end up and they end up where Kevin found Jason’s body and Joaquin is there to help calm him when the memories come back.

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i hope y’all enjoy this and the PLOT IS THICKENING
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part onepart two, part three, part five

summary:  beverly bets richie he can’t get with the new kid, eddie, in under three months. richie disagrees

pairing: eddie and richie

words: 1550




2 months and 18 days remaining

Richie let out a long sigh as his alarm went off. He laid still with his eyes closed for a few moments, slowly managing to drag himself out of his warm bed. He sluggishly made his way to the bathroom connected to his room and turning on the shower faucet. Richie peeled his sleeping clothes off, letting them fall to the cold tile floor. He reached his hand into the shower and felt the water heating up. Richie narrowed his eyes in an attempt to help him see where he was going but it was no use. He couldn’t see for shit without his glasses which were still sitting on his bedside table. Richie stepped into the warm water, leaning his head back as the feeling of sudden warmth invaded his body.

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Hers

And there he stands in all his glory, laughing at something Chris Nolan said to him, a glass of whisky in his hand and his arm around her waist. And all I could do was stand here, from afar, watching them.

“He’ll notice if you keep staring, darling.” Anne handed me a glass of champagne.

“I-I-I was not staring. Just looking how wonderful they are together.” I could feel my face turn red by the second.

“Oh, darling, don’t try to fool yourself, I know you have feelings for him.” She smiled lightly at me. “Actually, I always thought you’re going to be together.”

My smile faltered and I looked at the floor. Silly Y/N, of course Anne knew. Apparently, everybody did! The boys, Gemma, Lou and now Anne. Clearly, I am not very good in hiding my feelings for my best friend. The guy who knows me better than anyone and yet can’t realize how much I adore him.

Harry and I have been friends since we were kids, really. Eventually we went separate ways: He went out to become the biggest celebrity out there and I went to college. Even though we lived in different worlds, we never stopped talking. We’re still best friends even after all this time.

I love him.

But it wasn’t always like this. When we’re younger, our parents used to tell us we would eventually get married. We’re too perfect for each other, that’s something we always knew, even though we didn’t have this types of feeling for each other.

It was in my senior year of college that this said feelings started to show. I spent a few weeks with him and the boys while they’re on tour and suddenly I started to fall for my best friend. If you have seen any movie out there, you would think that the feeling was mutual and we’re happily ever after. Not how things turned out, I’m afraid to tell you. I spent 6 weeks trying to find a way to tell him my feelings, even asked for the boys’ help, but when I was close to figure a way out, he met her. And gosh, how much he adored her. Since the beginning!

You know that stupid line that said when you love someone, you gotta let them go and find their happiness? His happiness was she and I couldn’t stand in the way of that. Even though I knew I loved him more than she could ever love him, it was time for me to set him free.

So I came back. Came to the UK, finished college and found a job I actually like. My life is all put together, as Harry likes to remind me. He’s right, my life is put together, except for my love life. I tried so hard to get over him, to not have feelings for him. I dated, I tried everything I could, but he was always there, in the back of my mind, even when I met my ex-boyfriend, Daniel. We broke up a few months later because he knew I had feelings for my best friend. Poor Dan, such a nice guy and I couldn’t love him.

Harry came back home. And moved in with her, much to my dismay. They’re together for 3 years now and they don’t seem to be breaking up anytime soon. I’m not gonna lie, I’ve thought about telling him, just to get it out of my chest, but I can’t. I cannot ruin this for him. I would rather suffer in silence than ruin his happiness and our friendship.

“Have you thought about telling him?” She asked me while we watched the couple from afar.

“I did.” I whispered. “I just can’t. He’s happy, Anne. He deserves to be happy.”

“My son is a fool, darling. He doesn’t know, but he does have feelings for you. A mother always know and I’m telling you he does. But I understand your side, I just don’t wanna see you both losing time with other people when you could be together!”

I breathed a laugh. Anne was always our biggest supporter, so it’s not a shock to me she would rather me with her son than his actual girlfriend. The poor girl is not a bad girl; she’s just not right for him.

She doesn’t get it how he can be such a morning person, always waking up at a 100%, telling everyone ‘good morning’ in his raspy voice. She thinks its annoying, but the truth is if he doesn’t do this, we’ll go back to sleep and miss his whole day. She doesn’t get his obsession for good health, but if she just asked him about it, she would understand he actually believes that those junk foods can kill you slowly, and he can’t lose anyone in his life, so we all have to eat health food. At least around him. She doesn’t understand how he can feel so down after reading mean comments on the internet, because for her how could The Harry Styles feel anything less than perfect?! He thinks he’s not worth it, even though he truly does deserve everything good that ever happened to him. However, he has insecurities, because by the end of the day, he is just Harry. And all he really wants is cuddles and a few reassurance words that those people are just mean people and are not telling the truth.

She doesn’t know him and a part of me thinks she just doesn’t want to. Yes, she knows what he likes for breakfast, what calms him when his in a bad mood, but she doesn’t know the little things I do.

It’s sad, if you think about it. He’s been with her for 3 years and she doesn’t get him. Maybe that’s why when he needs someone, he runs to me. He runs to my house at 3 A.M just so he could talk about his bad day. She never saw him cry, because he only cries when we’re alone and he can truly show his feelings. I’m the first person he calls when something good or bad happens. I’m his emergence contact in the hospital, I’m his safe place to go when he needs to just take a break. I’m the one who could leave her whole life on hold, just to take care of him when needed.

It’s sad because even thought I am his person, I’m not his and he’s not mine. She has him and I can’t truly express how much I wish that could be me.

“He looks nervous.” I pointed out to Anne.

“I was about to ask you this… Do you know why? He’s been like this for a few weeks now.” She looked deep in thought, trying to find a reason for her son odd behavior.

“I think…” I was interrupted by Louis, who looked out of breath.

“You need to stop him, he will make a terrible mistake, please Y/N, stop him!”

“Louis, what’s going on? What are you talking about? Breathe, Lou.”

“You don’t get it, he’ll…”

“Can I have everyone’s attention, please?” Harry called out from the center of the room. The party quickly died down, waiting for his speech. “I would like to thank you all for coming to my Dunkirk party. It’s so nice to enjoy the movie’s success with all of you, so thank you!”

Everyone around the room clapped and Louis was fussing by side. He looks nervous and I couldn’t understand why.

“As you know this is a special night for me and I wanted to be even more special. Lexa, can you come here, darling?” He asked his girlfriend to join him and I could already feel the tension growing around me. Anne, Louis, Niall, Liam, Lou and Gemma surrounded me and we all were just waiting for something to happen. Anything.

“Lexa, we’ve been together for 3 years next week and I feel so blessed to have you by side. I was smitten with you since the moment I saw you, you can ask Y/N for confirmation.” Everybody laughed a little and I could feel a knot in my through already. “So, in this special date for me and surrounded by friends and family, I would like to ask you…” he got down on one knee. “Will you marry me?”

And just like that my world stopped. I couldn’t hear anything, but I could see her nod and everyone clap for them. I think the boys were talking to me, but I could barely understand what was happening.

He proposed to her.

He is hers.

She is his.

And just like that I realized that all these years loving him, taking care of him, weren’t enough to make him fall for me. I was a silly girl who believed in the fairy tale that everyone thought we would live. I loved him with everything in me, I was always his but he was never mine.

And just like that I ran out of the party, leaving everyone – including the love of my life – behind.

I was always his.

He was never mine.

He was always hers.

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drunk peter headcanons

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for the wild ass spiderjizz gals bc our gc was full of sad headcanons and we need to stop being SAD

author’s note : don’t yell at me and say peter is too young 15 year olds get drunk and do a lot of shit they shouldn’t be doing trust me k cool enJOY

  • ok so if u don’t think peter is a lil lightweight u would be wrong sir
  • he becomes about fifty times clumsier than he already is
    • “GET OFF THE TABLE YOU’RE GONNA GET HURT OH MY-”
    • “OWWWWWW”
    • “I TOLD YOU YOU’D GET HURT YOU DUMMY”
    • “y/n y/n y/n i hurt my fooooot kiss it better”
    • “peter benjamin parker get your foot out of my face and away from my mouth or so help me gOD”
  • you refuse to drink with him bc peter alone is like watching over an awfully curious child but peter drunk is like trying to keep track of a two year old with the attention span of squirrel
  • so you’re watching over this ridiculous idiot 
  • and he is the clingiest baby ever
    • “ummmm y/n baby baby baby you’re so far away from meeee” cue pouty face and outstretched grabby hands as he reaches for you even though you’re only a little bit away in front of the tv trying to put on a movie
    • “i’m two feet away peter”
    • “TWO FEET IS TOO FAR”
    • “oh my gosh you are so drunk my friend”
    • “did you just friend zone me” and then he tears up a little and you spend the next twenty minutes trying to convince him that he’s not just a friend
  • he is completely ridiculous but it’s fine he’s adorable
  • also he is always yelling
  • for no reason
  • he just yells everything when he’s drunk apparently?????
    • “Y/N Y/N Y/N DID YOU SEEEEE THIS”
    • “yes peter i know what a cookie looks like you donut”
    • “donut i love doNUTS”
    • “askfgsjfg peter no
    • “PETER YES”
    • “STOP YELLING
  • then he can’t stop laughing and he laughs for ten minutes and then he gets tired and stretches out across your lap like a sleepy angel/cat
  • he’s a very ramble-y drunk too and he doesn’t know what he’s saying half the time
    • “y/n i’ve got a suuuuuuper big thing i gotta tell you i gotta tell you it like right noooowwwwww okay”
    • “okay peter baby what is it”
    • “i love youuuuuuuuu did you know that i love you because i do me peter loves you y/n and i wanna maybe marry you and have babies with you like reallyyyyyyyy cute ones bUT don’t tell you”
    • “peter what”
    • “don’t tell yourself!!!!” and this nerd says it so matter-of-factly with a smartly placed smirk on his mouth as he stares up at you with big brown doe eyes that all you can do is sigh and shake your head 
    • “okay i won’t tell myself”
    • “oh gOOD BECAUSE I WANNA TELL YOU AGAIN FOR REAL WHEN I DON’T FEEL SO LOOOOOOOOOPY”
    • “peter the yelling”
  • he keeps trying to sing and usually he’s pretty good (that’s a whole different imagine) but he sounds like he’s scalping a cat as he tries to serenade you
  • he curls up against you because clingy an grabs your hands and holds them to his face and randomly claps them against his cheeks it’s weird he’s weird
    • “what are you doing”
    • “i’m singing the friends theme in my head shhhh you’re ruining my vibE babe”
    • “RUDE you’re a mean drunk”
  • but then he gets really kissy and just wants to love on you repeatedly
    • he starts by kissing your hands and your wrists really daintily 
    • then it BECOMES NOT SO DAINTY
    • and suddenly this former nerd is kissing up your collarbones and really slowly kissing your neck and then he bites you but he’s trying to give you a hickey but it’s not working he’s just biting incessantly 
    • “peter you can be sexy in the morning you’re just acting like damon salvatore at this point”
    • cue his sad face “why won’t you love me back”
    • “you’re drunk and it’s like taking advantage of you so we can do this another night okay?”
    • “uuuuuugggghhhhhh now i’m sad”
  • you roll your eyes and wrap your arms around him anyway and he smiles up at you all lovingly with little crinkles by his eyes and dimples by the corners of his mouth and he’s clearly not sad anymore he’s just needy 
    • “can you - can you pet my hair baby love”
    • “yeah pete of course”
  • and now he’s sleepy but he’s still curled up in your lap like some sort of kitten nd his eyes keep opening and closing but he has a really firm grip on your hand and refuses to let go ever
    • “y/n y/n y/n i love you”
    • “i know peter”
    • “shhhh no you don’t you don’t understand”
    • “peter-”
    • “no no like i really really love you and if i don’t marry you i’m gonna die like die die like deaD 
  • and then he rolls over and puts your hand against his cheek again and passes the fuck out with his mouth still slightly open and he’s lowkey drooling and it’s kinda gross but you can’t move bc there’s a huge boy laying on top of you and??????
  • he’s heavier than he looks?????
  • boy hides his riPPED AS BODY UNDERNEATH THOSE SWEATERS 
  • BUT YOU KNOW THE TRUTH 
  • and the truth is that he’s heavy as fuck and he’s crushing you but you can’t move him bc???/ the cuteness is too much and he was highkey wasted and he needs some sleep
  • he wakes up in the morning with a killer headache and he kinda wants to die because ow his foot hurts and his brain feels like it is pounding against his skull with tiny little Thor hammers
  • but he sees that you’re sleeping and he feels bad bc he’s been splayed out on top of you all night drooling on your knee???
    • “ugh that’s disgusting”
    • “peter i know my face in the morning is scary but-”
    • “NO NO MY LOVE YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL I MEANT THE DROOL”
    • “oh god why did i yell my head hurts so bad ughgsgk”
  • he takes 3 advil tablets and asks if he did anything stupid last night
  • you tell him no, that he was just pretty adorable to spare him the pain 
  • later on you’ll tell him that he said if he doesn’t get to marry you he’ll die
    • “well they do say that drunks are the most honest people”
    • “PETER YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THINGS LIKE THST”
    • “i’m peter and i wanna marry you or else i’ll die”
    • “you make me so upset”
    • “why”
    • “BECAUSE YOU’RE SO CUTE
    • “shhhhhhhhh”
  • drunk peter is a sweet peter but all peters are good !!!
  • lol
  • goodbyE i miss peter and i’ve never even had him to begin with
Chapter 67 in Baz's POV (shitpost version)
  • Simon: What I'm saying is... I like to look at you.
  • Baz's mind: asdfghjksdb what
  • Simon: I like this, all of this that we've been doing
  • Baz's mind: bAZ HES TALKINH ABT THE G A Y
  • Baz: .......
  • Simon: I like you
  • Baz's mind: KAHNSKSVDHSJSHAJ
  • Simon: And I don't even care that you don't like me, I'm used to it.
  • Baz's mind: kahsbja bitch WHAT??!!????? Are u???? Talkin bout???????!!!?!!?? I FUCKIN LOVE YOU SNOW KSHSJSJDBS
  • Simon: I like you, Baz. I like this. I like helping you. I like knowing that you're okay. When you didn't come to school this autumn, when you were missing....I thought I was going to lose my mind.
  • Baz's mind: BAz thaAT WAS so fuCkIng gay TELL HIM IT WAS FUCKING GAY!!!?!?????
  • Baz: you thought I was plotting against you.
  • Baz's mind: no you're supposed to call him gay and then kiss him dO YOU KNOW NOTHING BASIL
  • Simon: ya. and i missed u
  • Baz's mind: THAT IS?????ALSO GAY?????
  • Baz: theres something wrong with you
  • Baz's mind: nah man he's just fUCKIN GAY WHAT ARE??? YOU WAITING FOR BAZ?????
  • Simon: I know. But I still want this, if you let me have it.
  • Baz's mind: ??????? Want wat
  • Baz: wat is this snow
  • Simon: This. I want to be your boyfriend. Your terrible boyfriend.
  • Baz's mind: ?????????!!?!!?!! Aiajvsbsjsns. HOLY SHIT JABSJAOAHSVBAJW DID HE JUST-
  • Baz's mind: oh fuck foods here gOTTA BLAST
  • time skip~~~
  • Baz: snow ur an idiot
  • Baz's mind: yes Baz he is but so are you teLL HIM YES YOU WANNA GO OUT WITH HIM
  • Baz: uh
  • Baz: but you can have
  • Baz: this
  • Baz: if you want it
  • Baz's mind: good job Baz you are now boyfriedns
  • Baz's mind: also ur really bad at this oh my g od

Okay so @judahbomb1256 sent me this headcanon and asked if I could write it? So rn I don’t have time to write a full fic (I will write it tho sdfgh) but I played with some ideas for a social media au and this came out: 

  • Jungkook is a CEO and Jimin is his employee. They don’t like each other that much but Jungkook needs a nanny for his two brothers and the only one he can kinda trust is Jimin so even though he doesn’t really like him Kook’s like “fuck it”
  •  And Jimin accepts cause he rlly needs money. Turns out Jimin is a sexy ass stripper 
  • One night Jungkook is really depressed cause (won’t give anymore spoilers sdfghjk) so Tae’s like boi lets go to a gay strip club like you know you’re bisexual but u never experienced the glory of beautiful boys dancing on a poll
  • and Jimin gives him a motherfucking lapdance cause Tae is a piece of shit but Jungkook doesn’t know it s Jimin cause he s wearing a mask
  • So one night he goes back cause he wants that stripper so bad like hnggg he s intoxicated by him you know?? his smooth skin, perfume and all that and when jimin gives him the lap dance Kook’s like “I wanna know you better tell me stuff about yourself” and JIMIN’S FREAKING OUT CAUSE THIS IS HIS SEXY ASS BOSS 
  • AND HE HATES HIM
  • but he also LIKES HIM
  • Jungkook then finds out who’s the stripper (won’t give any more spoilers part2)
  • And he’s in contradiction with himself???
  • “Like fuck that’s hot but also this won’t turn out well??”
  • Angst 
  • More Angst 
  • Sexy times 
  • So many sexy times
  • Fluff and asdfghjkl

Originally posted by bangtanofarmys

Originally posted by celinet7


So I brainstormed this with @myshiteu cause I needed an opinion and great ideas kept pouring in and we fangirled over it so if y’all like this and would like to see a social media au, let me know and I’ll postpone my other one for this masterpiece :’)

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Stranger Things | 2.03

↳ Did I ever tell you about Mr. Baldo? […] I couldn’t get him out of my head. Every night he would come to me in my dreams. And every night when he came to me… I ran. It got so bad that I made my mom stay in the room with me until i could fall asleep every night. It went like that for months. And then one day, the nightmares suddenly stopped. Wanna know how? Well, I fell asleep and just like always Mr. Baldo came to me. Only this time I didn’t run. This time I stood my ground. I just looked at Mr. Baldo in his stupid face and I said “Go away. Go away!”. Just like that he was gone. Never saw him again. Easy-peasy, right?

“Don’t Look”

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 1555

Warnings: fluff

Summary: Bucky shows you how much he appreciates all your help.

A/N: This is a friend to lover sort of drabble. Congrats @marvelous-fvckson the 3K!! Your fics make me happy :) Let me know if you want to be tagged HERE or HERE

Originally posted by buckingoffthebed

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Respect Her

Imagine! Meant to post last night, but got tired and fell asleep before editing.

You are staring at yourself in the mirror, trying to see what Shawn sees in you. You honestly have no idea what he sees. 

He always says you’re beautiful, stunning, that you take his breath away. But you just can’t see it.

All you can see is your double chin, your puffy cheeks, wide hips, flat ass, thick thighs, flabby belly. 

The longer you stare, the worse you look. 

God this is what Shawn sees. 

“Hey Babe.” He says walking to your room. “Ready for our run?” He asks. 

You look over at him with a weak smile. 

“Babe are you okay?” He asks walking over to you, resting the back of his hand to your forehead. 

“What? I’m fine.” You push his hand away.

“You’re all sweaty, and flushed. are you feeling okay?”

“Yes Shawn I’m fine.” You giggle.

Lately you and Shawn have been going on a daily runs, but he doesn’t know that you go on two daily runs. You go for about two miles and then meet up with him, running another two with him, and sometimes you run another one. 

Just to burn those calories. 

“But.” He starts.

“I’m fine.” You say walking past him, grabbing your water bottle. 

He lets it go, but keeps a close watch on you. 

*

He catches you again, later that day, staring at yourself in the mirror. 

“Can’t stop looking at it either?” He says with a smirk. Your eyes go wide and you push his hands away as he tries to hug you from behind. He doesn’t quite catch your attitude until he goes to grab you again and this time you completely move away from him.

“Hey.” He says following you. 

“What Shawn?” You snap. He takes a step back, barely, and stares at you. 

“Whats wrong?” He asks, gaze softening. 

“I just don’t want you to touch me okay.” You say frustrated.

“Okay,” He says putting his hands up in surrender. 

“I have to go get ready for dinner.” You say going to your closet, resting your head in your hands. 

“Should we match tonight?” He asks following you, watching as you rub your eyes with the heel of your hand. “Baby?” He asks softly. “Tell me whats wrong.” 

“Just drop it.” You say looking up at him. He just stares at you. You take a breath and look at his side of the closet. “What are you gonna wear?” 

“Oh um,” He looks over and shrugs. “I don’t know, what should I wear?” He says walking a bit closer to you, slowly.

“I don’t know Shawn.” You sigh.

“I know, we’ll pick a color. Then I’ll pick your dress and you can pick my outfit out. Cute right?” He says, honestly it sounded like a lot of fun so you nodded, smiling. 

“What color?”

“You chose.”

“Um, blue?”

“Dark or light?”

“Dark.”

“Ok, you pick mine, and I’ll pick yours.” He says smiling. Instead of looking at your side he simply walked out of the room. 

“Shawn? Where are you going?” You ask, looking through his shirts.

“To pick yours out, I’ll be back.” He says, and you hear him grab his keys and then walk out. 

“Oh god.” You mumble. 

*

“Go get dressed Babe.” He said handing you a black bag. 

“Here’s yours.” You say handing him a pile of clothes you’ve folded nicely.

“This is really exciting.” He says as you start to walk away. 

You go to your room and close the door, sneaking a peak into the bag. You pull out the most amazing dark blue dress. It’s shiny and goes to about mid thigh. It’s cute and shows off some cleavage. 

But under the dress was another bag. A pink and black bag.

“Oh my god.” You mumble as you pull the Victoria Secret bag out. 

He got you a matching set of dark blue lace underwear and panties. They were pretty cute, and when you put them on, because well it was apart of his choosing, they made you feel so confident. And made you feel sexy as hell. 

You slipped the dress on and smiled at yourself in the mirror.

When was the last time I smiled looking in the mirror.

“Shawn?” You call out.

“What?”

“Straight, curled or up in a ponytail type of hair style.” Even though you knew the answer.

“Curled.” He yelled back. 

You smiled and turned your curling iron on. 

*

You opened the door and looked down, seeing a pair of heels that matched your dress. 

You smiled to yourself and slipped into the heels. 

You walked out to the front, heels clicking on the hard wood. Shawn stood up from his spot on the couch. Putting his phone in his back pocket.

“Jesus.” He breathed out as he looked at you. 

“Yeah?” You asked.

“Twirl.” He says motioning for you to twirl with his right index finger.You did as told and twirled.

“Holy fuck.” He mumbled, tugging at his curls.

“I like that shirt.” You said pointing at him.

“Yeah?” He said twirling, making you giggle.

“Yeah, shows off those badass tats.” You say as he comes closer.

“You do know this is a business dinner right?”

“Why get tattoo’s if your just gonna cover them, that’s just teasing.” You say as he smiles at you.

“Um you didn’t give me a pair of boxers, so I went commando.” He says grinning.

“You didn’t.” You say, deadpanning.

“Wanna check?” He teases.

“Kind of, yeah?” You laugh. He gulps. 

“What do you think of your outfit?” He changes the subject.

“I love it, baby you didn’t have to go out and buy me it.” You say walking into his embrace.

“I gotta spoil my girl.”

“Yeah but with a new dress, shoes, and a new set?” You say smirking.

“Well, the dress and shoes were for you. The set? That my dear is for me.”

“Thought so.” You giggle.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” 

*

This dinner is extremely boring for you. You have no idea what they are talking about because you zoned out about 20 minutes ago, and whenever Shawn looks at you you just smile at him. 

“I have to go to the bathroom, Y/n? Join me?” One of the other girlfriends, Nicole offers. You smile and nod. 

“Sure.”

You get up and can feel Shawn’s gaze burning on you. 

You both enter the bathroom and she goes straight for the sink.

“God I hate these dinners, their so boring.” She says washing her hands.

“Yeah, usually I just zone out. Making lists about what I need to do the next day in my head.” You confess.

“Smart.” She says smiling at you in the mirror.

Somehow the topic comes around to food, and she’s talking about what you ordered.

“Don’t you think it was a bit much?”

“Oh the price?” You ask, because you planned on covering for yourself.

“No, not the price, lord knows these boys can handle a meal of that price. I mean the amount. It’s a bit much, I mean look at you. You gotta stop eating so much.” She says eyeing your stomach. 

You stopped in your tracks. Completely taking back by what she just said. 

“Excuse me?”

“Well come on dear, its the truth and we all know it.” She says. “Shawn ain’t gonna see you as a beautiful woman if you keep gaining.” 

You were appalled. You had actually thought that you were losing some weight.

“Um.” You didn’t know how to respond.

“Don’t take offense honey, it’s life. Some are rounder than others.” She shrugged walking out of the bathroom. 

And just like that, the good mood Shawn got you into was gone. With a 30 second conversation about your meal. All those thoughts that were in your head all morning and afternoon were now screaming at you. 

You exit, not looking at yourself, and take your seat next to Shawn. Your meal had been delivered and you noticed Nicole look at you with a frown. 

You were starving, but she was right. How could you eat like this and expect to lose weight. 

So you discreetly picked at your food, not eating really anything. Shawn noticed, letting his hand rest on your thigh before you pushed it off.

“Hey.” He whispered in your ear, so no one else would hear.

“Not now.” You barely met his gaze.

“Are we back to this?” He said trying to get your attention.

“Don’t Shawn.” You sneered. 

He huffed and ordered you a box even though you told him it was okay. But you secretly thanked him because that was an expensive meal that you didn’t eat. 

*

“Care to explain what’s wrong yet?” He asked once the car doors were closed.

“Please Shawn, not right now.” You sighed.

“No, I thought I broke this. I thought I got you feeling better.” He said staring at you fiercely. 

“You did.” You whispered.

“Then what?”

“Stop.”

“Y/n tell me what is wrong? You are killing me here, I know something is up and you wont tell me. I thought we didn’t keep things from each other.”

“We don’t” You defended turning to look at him.

“Then tell me whats wrong.” He whispered, he looked so distraught. It’s now you realized how worried and concerned he is. 

Just tell him. 

“I just,” You start. “I just am having some body image issues.” 

“What?” He says in shock, not the answer he was expecting.

“I have been feeling bad about myself lately and it was really bad this morning. It was practically gone when I put this outfit on, but Nicole.” You stopped yourself.

“What did Nicole do?”

“She pretty much told me that you would no longer wanna be with me if I gained any more weight.”

“WHAT?” He said becoming angry. “That’s fucking ridiculous.”

“No it’s not Shawn, she’s right. I’m a fat piece of shit.” You say, shaking your head.

“HEY!” He shouted at you. Shocking you. “Don’t you EVER speak about MY girlfriend like that.” He warned you. 

“Shawn.” You sighed.

“No, listen to me. That hurts my feelings. I love you and you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Your fucking curves kill me, I can barely keep my hands off of you. I’m not liking this ‘push Shawn’s hands away’ thing. You’re mine and I’m gonna hold you when I want to. You are beautiful, stunning, funny, a smart ass, smart, caring, compassionate, and most importantly mine.” 

“Really?” You ask, tearful.

“Come here.” He say pulling you over the console, sitting you on his lap.

“Jesus, do you know how bad you’re killing me in this dress.” He says running his hands up and down your thighs.

“No.” You mumble.

“Let’s just say, I had no idea what we were talking about at dinner because all I could think about was getting you home.” He smirks. “That dress is beautiful, but I’d rather see what you look like without it on.” 

You laugh and lightly smack his chest. 

“Stop.”

“No, you think you look fat. Ha, babe you are not fat. You aren’t even close to being fat. Like miles away from being fat.”

“But this afternoon you said ‘You staring at it to?’” 

“Yeah, how beautiful you are. I know that I can’t stop staring at it.” 

You smile and lean your head against his shoulder.

“No yeah, that makes sense.” You mumble.

“What did you think I meant?”

“My stomach.”

“Stop, you’re killing me here.” He says making you look at him. 

“I love you.”

“I love you more.” He says tucking a curl behind your ear.

“Take me home.” You say crawling back to your seat. 

“It’s about fucking time, I’ve been waiting all night to take you home.”

And just like that, everything Nicole had said vanished from your mind. All that mattered was what Shawn said. 

Pierced - Batmom x Batfam

I guess this somehow inspired me to write a very, very VERY short story about it ? I never wrote anything short so like…Here. Why not. So I wrote this thing in about 5 minutes for fun really. Hum. Oh and thought I’d get Tim for once, cause he has so few moments with his mom in my fics, so here ! Hope you’ll like my silly little story :

My masterlist blog : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com

Awesome fan art of this story here : Clickclickclick by @audreythetealovingcat

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It’s early in the evening when Tim enters the kitchen for a good cup of coffee, a well deserved one after a long and boring day at school. 

You’re already there, reading a book while sipping slowly on a warm cup of tea. You’re too focused on your book to really realize that your son entered the room, and Tim can’t help but smile at himself about this. 

He was pretty sure that, if a earthquake ever happened at the same time you were reading, you wouldn’t even notice it. 

He walks around the kitchen counter and goes to you to plant a soft kiss on your cheek and…That makes you react. 

You turn your head towards him at the speed of light, startled, and you can see your son is trying to hold his laughter in. Little rascal. 

He knows how engrossed in a book you can get, and he knows how it always scares you when someone touches you while you’re that focused on it. It’s like someone suddenly came into the World you locked yourself in, and pulled you out by force. Uh. You hated jump scares. 

But oh, it’s your boy, and you can’t be mad at him for something that small really, and so you smile back, ruffle his hair and kiss his cheek too. 

-Coffee’s ready, my maternal intuition told me you’d be here around that time, seeking caffeine, and I made a pot when I arrived. It’s still warm. 

He smiles some more, and chuckles a bit at your “maternal intuition” thing. It was an inside joke you had with your boys. 

They were often impressed that you’d just know things. Sometimes it was a skill they had no idea you had, and if they asked you where you learned how to do “that thing that just blew their mind”, you’d tell them : “I read it in a book” (though the day you told them you learned how to do backflips and such by reading from a book, they realized you were just messing with them). 

But sometimes, they were completely stunned that you’d know something about them, like the exact time they would wake up, what they needed in that moment to feel better, or the fact that they skipped school that same afternoon and made sure no one could call you or their dad…Then you’d tell them : “It’s my maternal intuition…And you’re grounded for skipping school”). 

Looking over at the coffee pot, Tim smiles at you and goes to…Take the pot. He knew he was going to drink more than one cup, so why bother getting a mug out ? Drinking straight from the pot will do just fine. 

You look at him as he comes to sit in front of you and roll your eyes. He just shrugs his shoulder at you, and raise an eyebrow. 

You probably should tell him something about drinking too much coffee, but then, that ridiculously smart boy would find perfect arguments about why he needs that much coffee to survive, and you’d just get frustrated…So you just smile at him knowingly. 

Besides, he wasn’t as smart as he thought, and probably should have wondered more why you weren’t fighting THAT much about his coffee consumption…There were a reason really, you always made sure to be the one that made his pot of coffee. 

It was decaffeinated. 

You smiled at the thought of your son being completely oblivious to that, as you look at him drinking his coffee, eyes lost somewhere behind you. 

It was a talent, really, how Tim could disconnect from reality and just stare blankly at something without really looking at it…however, he wasn’t completely like you and your books on that subject. If someone talked to him (and he wanted to answer, or he’d just ignore and stare some more), or if someone, like right now, was looking at him intently like you were doing it, then he would snap out of his haze and react. 

-What is it mom ? 

-Oh nothing my boy, I was just…Admiring you. 

-Admiring ? 

-What ? I’m not allowed to look at my beautiful son ?

-Errr, mom…

-Oh come on Timmy, it’s just the two of us right now, we’re not in public, let me tell you out loud how much I love you.

Tim couldn’t help but smile. 

It was a regular occurrence, you almost “fangirling” over him and his brothers (and his dad, and even Alfred). Telling them how great you thought they were, how much you loved them and all. 

Of course you exaggerated things on purpose, acting like a proper groupie…And sometimes, the worst of them all, you’d do it publicly. Right before dropping them to school for example, just to embarrass them. 

But hey, all of your sons would be lying if they said it didn’t make them feel better about themselves, and they would actually be sad if you ever stopped telling them such things…Besides, they loved you a lot too, and would fanboy over you more often than not, without even noticing they were doing it (though the worst of them all would be their father…Oh my God your Broosh would fanboy over you so bad that sometimes, even you would blush). 

To be honest in this family, everyone was impressed with each other, and though some would never admit it (*cough* Damian and Tim *cough*), it was what made your family so close to each other, what made you all know that you’d never be alone, even in your hardest time. And all because of you. All because of your support and your openness to tell them what you feel about them, making them feel like it’s ok to talk about their emotions openly too and etc etc. 

Tim was thinking about that when something caught his attention. You were about to go back to your book but before, you needed to stretch and yawn. Loudly. With your mouth completely opened. And…

Something new that he never noticed before. He was SURE that if it wasn’t there before, at least a few months ago. He clearly remembers seeing you laugh with your mouth open and this wasn’t there (oh Tim and his incredible and a bit creepy memory). He raises an eyebrow and before you start reading again says : 

-Really ? A tongue piercing ? 

You raise your head once more to look at him and shrug, not even bothering answering him. Yes. You have a tongue piercing. You got it two months ago. You always wanted one when you were younger, but never had the money to actually do…And when you talked about it to Bruce he encouraged you to get one like, “do whatever you want my love”. 

And that’s what you did, because yes, you still wanted a tongue piercing. Why not ? You still loved them. So you just shrug at your son and take your book, but of course, as you suspected, he isn’t done. Though you’re pretty sure he’ll regret ever talking more very soon. He says : 

-Mom, like, how old are you ? Tongue piercing are for teenagers…

-Excuse me Tim but I don’t think teenagers do what I do to your father with my tongue piercing.

-They d…Wait what ? …Oh…OH ! …Gross…

-You asked for it boy.

And here it was. He tried to be witty with his mom and it came right back in his face. He should know though, that he could never win against you. Suddenly, his pot of coffee didn’t seem that appetizing, and with a last “Ew” look to you, he left. Besides, you’re smug expression was infuriating and the way you childishly stick your tongue out at him ? Oh when you wanted, you could get under his skin just fine. 

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-Did you know mom has a tongue piercing ? 

Tim asks his brother, that same night, as they’re all getting ready before their night patrol. It’s their father’s night off, and he and you already came to “kiss them good night” and tell them to be careful…and that’s good. That it’s Bruce’s night off. It means Tim can talk about your piercing without fearing any comments from their dad trying to gross them out. 

Jason turns to Tim and, his eyebrows raised and his mouth curled down, says : 

-I didn’t know, but, cool. 

Dick nods in agreement as he laces his boots, and even Damian doesn’t seem to care much. Tim continues : 

-Are you serious guys ? Mom got her tongue pierced and you don’t even care ! 

Damian turns to his older brother and just says : 

-I just hope it didn’t hurt her too much. But really, it would explain why she only ate soup for a while a few months ago. 

Tim facepalms himself and…but of course, why did he not notice that ?! 

-So all of you are cool with this ? 

They all shrug, and Dick says : 

-I mean, she’s a grown up, she can choose for herself, if she wanted a tongue piercing, why wouldn’t she get one ? 

-Yeah no I agree with that, I don’t mean like I…I’m…Ok honesty time. I don’t care about the piercing. I don’t mind. But I tried to tease her about it and…

His brothers burst out in laughter before he can finish his sentence and, yes, but of course. Trying to be witty with their mom, to tease her, was very dangerous. You had quite the reputation to be the “Queen of wits and sarcasms” so of course, he should have known what was coming. Just thinking about what you might have told him send them reeling in laughter. 

After a while, they finally stop and Tim, not even able to be vexed though he wants to, smiles and chuckles with them. Dick asks : 

-So, what did she tell you ? 

-Oh believe me my dear older brother, you don’t wanna know…You don’t wanna know…

But his words are enough to give them a hint at what you might have possibly told them and…”EWWWWWWWWWWWW”. 

Fin. 

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It’s stupid and bad , I don’t know why I wrote that haha. But I guess the idea made me laugh. Anyway. Here. The end. 

I Am Spider-Man ;; Peter Parker Soulmate AU

request: but I think you could do a really cool soulmate AU with Peter,,,,but like, with a twist??

A/N: i loooooooove soulmate AU’s so tysfm for requesting this i’m crying on the floor. PS ending may or may not be shitty

summary: peter and his best friend find out they’re soulmate

warnings: mild language and slight angst

;;

“I hate it.”

My tattoo that is. The lady totally did this on purpose, she decided to write a random sentence on my torso’s side instead of the one that had been delivered. She’d probably had enough of my nervous jabbering, but what can she expect? This is 1) my very first tattoo and 2) the words my soulmate will say me. From time to time I’m caught up in disbelief that my soulmate will be saying these words to me. If I ever meet my soulmate, whoever they are, and they say the words inked on my body, I will run in the opposite direction and never look back. My soulmate has to be a major lunatic, and I won’t put up with it.

“Well what does it say?” Ned asks, closing the thick textbook he was reading and focusing his attention on me now.

I scoff and shake my head, placing my hand over the spot it was tattooed on, “Not telling, why would I? That’s how failed marriages occur, ya know?”

Ned laughs, and I smile sheepishly, slowly removing my hand and resting it with my other one on the picnic table. MJ sits next to Ned, reading one of her many one thousand page books, seeming uninterested in the topic of soulmates. I was growing bored as well with the talk of my tattoo, I had gotten so many questions yesterday about it.

Everyone did on their 16th birthday, kind of like the new version of getting your drivers liscence: getting your soulmates words. Of course I got my liscnece first I mean I was dreading going to the tattoo parlor. At least I got to pick out the font it came in. I chose Times New Roman being the essayist I am.

“So, your tattoo?” Peter takes a seat next to me, out of breath from running across campus to meet up with our little group after school. I hear Michelle groan, stating that she wouldn’t be back until a month before getting up to trudge away.

Once she’s out of earshot, I shrug, “Um, yeah.”

Peter turns excitedly, straddling the picnic bench with one leg on either side of the seat, “Come on, how’d it go? I know you won’t tell me what it says, but how was it?”

“Peter,” I chuckle, rolling my eyes and nudging his shoulder softly with my hand, “you know how it goes, you’ve already gotten yours.”

He nods, but pulls me back into the conversation, “Who tatted you? Was his name Jonathan, I got a Jonathan last year.”

I shake my head, grabbing my apple core and walking over to the nearest trash can, Peter follows, “No, her name was Felicity or something. I dunno.”

“Hm, okay.”

“But seriously, Peter,” I toss the apple core away and turn to him, a stern look on my face, “it is the worse ever. Whoever my soulmate is, I am doomed.”

“What do you mean?” Peter let’s out a breathy laugh, following me as I walk back to Ned.

“They’re gonna say the stupidest thing to me, and like, ugh!” I sit down resting my head in my hands, mumbling through my fingertips, “Are there any redo’s?”

“I’m afraid not.” Ned chuckles, his shoulders falling up in down as he laughs.

I pucker my lips to the side and sigh through my nose. Peter placed his hand on my shoulder and I lean into his touch, so soft and warm. Lately we had both been getting closer, in terms of friendship and proximity both. Talking more about normal teenage things like crushes and video games and having less jabber about how to solve number five for homework. Peters hand is removed from my shoulder quickly though as a soft “uh oh” leaves his lips.

“What?” I frown, looking up at him.

“Hope this isn’t your soulmate because the guy headed in our direction always makes sure to say something stupid.” Ned mumbles under his breath, opening his textbook to a random page and pretending to read it.

A finger pokes my shoulder harshly like a child touching a dog for the first time with their jabby little fingers. Slowly, I turn to be greeted by the worst human in mankind I have met so far. Peach fuzz, polo shirt, cocked up eyebrow and all, I come face to face with Flash Tompson.

“Hey, Y/N.” Flash smirks, his voice sounding as if he had spent weeks on trying to make it sound as suave as possible.

“Go away, Flash.” I grumble, my eyes half lidded hoping to make me look as unamused as possible so he can get the message without me having to pronunciate it.

“How was your birthday?” he asks, obviously ignoring the message, “No big party?”

“I didn’t want a big party.” I bluntly state, shrugging my shoulders, “Don’t like them, I don’t really like people with big egos either.”

“Oh, I hate that.” Flash sits next to me, causing me scoot closer to Peter which lead me to be stuck in between a rival sandwich.

Peter scoffs, nodding his head and placing his hand in between my shoulder blades and resting it there comfortably. Flash frowns at the two of us, but continues the conversation none-the-less.

“What about your tattoo? Does it say,” Flash pauses to clear is throat, “Your eyes are blue, like the ocean. And baby, I’m lost at sea.”

“Wow Flash,” I fake a gasp, placing a hand on my chest, “I don’t know how to break this to you, but, your not my soulmate and I don’t have blue eyes.”

Peter laughs and Flash squints his eyes, focussing on my own, “Are you sure? Because-“

“Flash,” Peter reaches behind me and sets his hand on Flash’s shoulder, “she has hazel eyes.”

“Leave me alone, Parker.” Flash mutters through gritted teeth, “Well does it say… You know, sweetie, my lips don’t just kiss themselves.”

“Flash stop,” I hold a hand up and shake my head, “you’re getting all of these wrong because I’ve already met my soulmate.”

“What? Who?” Peter and Flash say in unison, a frown set on each one of their features, I peek at Ned who sat across the table from me, trying to cover his grin.

“Yeah,” I nod, looking at Flash, “your dad. I’m so lucky, you know. Mr. Tompson? My soulmate. I’m the luckiest gal alive!”

Flash abruptly stands up and frowns at me, “Not funny, Y/N.”

I watch him storm off, snickering at his reaction, “See you later tonight! Your dad invited me to have dinner!”

Ned, Peter, and I all burst out laughing. We all knew how to push Flash’s buttons, but I was the only one brave enough to push them so often and then have Flash come crawling back. After all, he’s had a crush on me since freshman year, constantly talking to me about stuff I didn’t want to hear and asking me pointless question I didn’t have time to answer. After so long, I just to decided to put up with it and have some fun. I’m surprised he hasn’t caught on yet, we all are.

“Ok, I’ll see you guys later, and maybe see you Saturday at 9:30.” I point to Peter, picking up my books and backpack.

“What? Why?” Peter frowns, a small smile of curiosity finds its way onto his face as I give Ned a quick hug.

Walking over to hug Peter, I grin, “I have a date and let’s hope it goes decently.”

“We shall see.” Peter smiles up at me, his eyes bright and dreamy.

I could’ve swore I could have melted right then and there but, miraculously, I walked steadily over to my bike and pedaled home, only swerving a couple times when my mind drifted off to Peter again.

;;

I didn’t want to show up outside of Peter’s apartment at 9:30, I really didn’t. But, not everything goes my way and I know that, I’ve been told plenty of times from my mother. This had to have been the worst date I have ever been on though, and I knew that before I have to leave so I could get home before curfew, my eye makeup I had worked so hard on to impress my date would be smeared and runny.

Peter opens the door and I immediately pull him into a hug, my arms wrapped tightly around his waist as I pressed my forehead into his shoulder. I felt his arms wrap around my small frame, his hand rubbing up and down my spine in a way to soothe me.

“I’m sorry,” I sniffle into his t-shirt covered chest, “it was awful.”

“May!” Peter calls, walking us towards his room with me still between his arms, “Y/N and I will be in my room!”

A muffled “Peter Benjamin, I know you’re responsible but you’re also going through hormonal changes so please make good decisions!” responds and I can feel Peter get hotter as I chuckle lightly at May’s choice of words.

We make it to his room and he closes the door behind him before leading us to the bottom bunk of his bed. I kick of my sneakers and drop my purse next to them before laying down on the wrinkled bedsheets. Peter follows, wrapping his arms securely around me again, and pulling me into his chest. With my ear against his chest, I listen to his steady breaths as he inhales and exhales.

“So,” Peter sighs, smoothing our my hair, “wanna tell me what happened?”

“We went to the movies.” I mumble, playing with the fabric on his sleeve.

“Oh, we’re already off to a bad start.” Peter says, I can hear the smirk in his voice.

“And he tried to talk during the movie and, you know me, that’s my biggest pet peeve.”

“Horrible, just awful.” Peter pushes the hair off my shoulder and placed his hand on it, rubbing back and forth with his thumb.

“He doesn’t put butter on his popcorn!” I groan, snuggling closer to him.

“What?!” Peter gasps, craning his neck to look down at me.

I laugh a little, looking up at my best friend with the warm eyes. Nodding I reply, “Yeah! And guess who ends up paying for it?”

“No.” Peter frowns, puckering his lips in disgust.

“Yep,” I roll my eyes, twist the fabric of his shirt between my fingertips, “me. I pay for his popcorn that doesn’t even taste good.”

“Let me know his adress and trust me, I’ll swing down there and web him up.” Peter says casually, eyes widening at the words that just left his lips.

I lift my head up before getting into an upward position, “What?” I chuckle, a confused frown set on my face, “Web him up? Peter what are you-“

“I am Spider-Man.” Peters blurts, his face red with embarrassment.

Now it’s my turn for my eyes to grow wide. I scoot away from him, in total shock. My hand places itself over my tattoo, clutching the material of my shirt. My mouth hangs open and I stay frozen. Was this actually happening?

“Please say something, Y/N.” Peters eyebrows tilt upward, placing his hands on his knees, “Do something, do anything.”

My breaths are uneven and my palms are sweaty. Quickly, I raise from his bed trying to find my balance. He sits on the edge as I wobble on my feet, legs feeling like jelly. His face is full of worry, biting his lip out of nervousness. I fiddle with hem off my shirt before pulling it over my head.

“Y/N! What the fuck?” Peter slaps his hands over his eyes to the block the view of my chest only being covered by my bra.

“Peter!” I laugh, lifting the side of my bra up to expose the ink underneath it, “Peter Parker, open your eyes now!”

I grab the wrist of one of his hands and yank it away from his eyes. Slowly, he opens one, peeking at my body. My finger points at the tattoo. His other hand drops to his lap as his lips part, staring at the ink mesmerized. Lifting his hand, he traces the skin with his cold fingertips.

“Oh my God.” he laughs, a grin forming on his lips that reach forward and press a kiss to the skin saying I am Spider-Man. He stands up and lifts his own shirt, showing me his torso, “You probably don’t remember but, you said this to me a couple days after my 16th.”

I smile, looking at the words across the side of his rib cage. Scoffing, I shake my head and place my fingertips over my smile, “I didn’t actually say that, did I?”

“Yeah, you did. I’m pretty sure you were slap happy.” He smirks, patting the sentence reading What if he had spaghetti noodles instead of hair? He places his hands on my waist and pulls me near, “So, since we’re soulmates, I can do this, right?”

Slowly he leans in and presses his lips against mine. I kiss him back, wrapping my arms behind his neck, lifting my foot in the air. Hesitantly, and regretfully so, we pull away and stare at each other in awe.

A smile finds it’s way onto my lips before saying, “So, you’re Spider-Man and my soulmate?”

Business and Pleasure - Part 13

Summary:  Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.

Word Count: 1,413

Warnings: Swearing


Originally posted by naih-reedus


“Y/N Barnes?” the nurse’s voice, however kind it may have seemed to everyone else in the room, sent shivers down your spine. You weren’t ready for this. You didn’t want to be here. In fact, you could think of several places you’d rather be at the moment, but you tried to keep a neutral expression as you stood.

“Do you want me to come in with you? Or I can just wait out here. Whichever you’d prefer.” Steve asked, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze.

Nodding, you squeezed back tightly, “Please. I feel like I’m either going to puke. Or pass out. Maybe both. I don’t really know.”


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UNDERTALE starters
  • “…But nobody came.”
  • “I… I’ve changed my mind about all this. This isn’t a good idea anymore.”
  • “YOU! You’re standing in the way of everybody’s hopes and dreams!”
  • “I don’t want to break their hearts all over again. It’s better if they never see me.”    
  • “Despite everything, it’s still you.”
  • “Ah, the cactus. Truly the most tsundere of plants.”
  • “Go ahead. Prepare however you want. But when you step forward… I will KILL you.”
  • “It’s me, [name].”
  • “Wow! We haven’t even had our first date and I’m in the friendzone!”
  • “It pains me to say this, but… you should probably never come back here.”
  • “Maybe looking at this nice lamp will help you.”
  • “There is nothing left for us here. Let us erase this pointless world, and move on to the next.”
  • “They thought that he had killed the child.”
  • “Quit looking at me with that stupid expression. You’re pissing me off.”
  • “We’re all counting on you, kid. Good luck.”
  • “Nice day today, huh? Birds are singing, flowers are blooming… Perfect weather for a game of catch.”
  • “You can certainly find better than an old man/woman like me.” 
  • “I do not know if this is pathetic or endearing.”
  • “Oh. My god. I didn’t expect you to show up so soon! I haven’t showered, I’m barely dressed, it’s all messy, and…”
  • “You’re way better at dating than I am.”
  • “Get dunked on!”
  • “This is the power that the humans feared.”
  • “They must be here, playing a joke on me. I’ll just wait until one of them admits it…”
  • “…You really like hot animals, don’t you?”
  • “It was nice to meet you. …Goodbye.”
  • “On days like this, kids like you should be burning in Hell.”
  • “Remember. DON’T kill anyone. …I can’t believe this is a REAL thing I have to remind you.”
  • “…Why are you still here? Are you trying to keep me company?”
  • “You should be smiling, too. Aren’t you excited? Aren’t you happy?” 
  • “Don’t worry, my little monarch, my plan isn’t regicide. This is SO much more interesting.”
  • “What makes you think you’re in control?”
  • “Never come back here. You are not welcome.”
  • “Why does someone as great as me have to do so much to get recognition?!”
  • “You made your choice long ago.”
  • “Don’t you realize that being nice just makes you get hurt?”
  • “So you finally made it. The end of your journey is at hand.”
  • “I didn’t cry! I just… caught something in my eye!”
  • “You know what would be more valuable to everyone? IF YOU WERE DEAD!”
  • “Look. [Name] didn’t come to the meeting today. Say what you want about him/her/them. H/She’s/They’re weird, naive, self-absorbed. But [name] has NEVER missed a meeting. And no matter what time you call him/her/them on the phone… Night, day, afternoon, morning… He/she/they ALWAYS answers within the first two rings.”
  • “Anything you want to do is important enough. Even something as small as reading a book, or taking a walk… Please take your time.“
  • “[Name] hated humanity. Why they did, they never talked about it. But they felt very strongly about that.”
  • “WELL? Are you CHERISHING?! CHERISH HARDER!”
  • "If you… If you think I’m gonna give up hope, you’re wrong. ‘Cause I’ve got my friends behind me.”
  • “Perhaps we can reach a compromise. You still have something that I want.”
  • “Always wondered why people never use their strongest attack first.”
  • “No matter the struggles or hardships you faced… you strived to do the right thing. You refused to hurt anyone.”
  • “This is why I never make promises.”
  • “ …Why? Why are you being… so nice to me? I can’t understand. I can’t understand! I just can’t understand… “
  • “Honestly, fighting you IS pretty fun… So even if you ARE a sicko, I’ll take it!”
  • “Maybe you’d be better… at not killing anyone? Crazy idea, huh? Let me know how that one goes.” 
  • “Did I ever tell you about the time [name] flirted with me?”
  • “STOP PETTING THE ENEMY!”
  • “Now, I understand acting in self-defense. You were thrown into those situations against your will.”
  • “You’d better watch yourself, kid. Things are lookin’ real bad for you.”
  • “Are you ready? If you are not, I understand. I’m not ready either…”
  • “Oh my God! Will you two just smooch already?”
  • “Don’t you get it? There’s no such thing as happy endings. This is all that’s left…!”
  • “The internet! I’m quite popular there!”
  • “Do you think even the worst person can change…? That everyone can be a good person if they just try?”
  • “Don’t worry about it. Most of us have tried to kill [name] at one time or another.”
  • “Wowie! You did it! You didn’t do a violence!”
  • “Not everything can be resolved by being nice.”
  • “Don’t kill, and don’t be killed, alright? That’s the best you can strive for.” 
  • “Oh no! You’re meeting all of my standards!”
  • “Anime is real, RIGHT?!”
  • “Maybe you’re wondering if I ever get tired of winning… Wanna see my answer?”
  • “Sorry, I do not have much to say. It was nice to hear your voice, though.”
  • “This is all just a bad dream… and you’re NEVER waking up!”
  • “Down here, it’s kill or be killed!”
  • “I can’t come back. I just can’t, OK?”
  • “I so badly want to say, ‘would you like a cup of tea?’ But… You know how it is.”
  • “Would you smooch a ghost?”
  • “The truth is… [Name] wasn’t really the greatest person.” 
  • “Well, if I were you, I would have thrown in the towel by now. But you didn’t get this far by giving up, did you?” 
  • “You’re not really human, are you? No. You’re empty inside. Just like me.”
  • “Are you bored? I should have given a book to you. My apologies. Why not use your imagination to divert yourself?”
  • “I’ll hold victory in front of you, just within your reach… and then tear it away just before you grasp it.”
  • “Come on! Step forward and let’s end this!”
  • “Don’t you get it? This is all just a GAME.”
  • “Are those two robots…?”
  • “If you have some sort of special power… isn’t it your responsibility to do the right thing?”
  • “Stop plaguing my life with incidental music!”
  • “Self-defense? Please. You didn’t kill them because you had to. You killed them because it was easy for you. Because it was fun for you. Do you think it was fun when I found out…? Do you think it’s fun when people’s family members never come home? Is that fun? No. “
  • “I wish I had eight legs… so I could wear FOUR pairs of hot pants!”
  • “The more you kill, the easier it becomes to distance yourself. The more you distance yourself, the less you will hurt. The more easily you can bring yourself to hurt others.”
  • “RUN. INTO. THE BULLETS.”
  • “I can’t go to Hell. I’m all out of vacation days.”
  • “They just sort of showed up one day and…asserted themselves. The town’s gotten a lot more interesting since then.”
  • “Our king is really bad at names.”
  • “If it weren’t for you, I would’ve never gotten past him. But now, with your help, he’s DEAD.”
  • “Then why’d you kill my brother/sister?”
  • “I’ve done everything this world has to offer. I’ve read every book. I’ve burned every book. I’ve won every game. I’ve lost every game. I’ve appeased everyone. I’ve killed everyone.”
  • “What did you do to him? …What did you DO to him?!”
  • “…I don’t have the heart to tell her what you did. Do you know how she’d react?”
  • “You didn’t even need my help, which is great, ‘cause I love doing absolutely nothing.”
  • “I’m smiling and I hate it!”
  • “Do you wanna have a bad time? 'Cause if you take another step forward… you are REALLY not going to like what happens next.”
  • “If we’re really friends… you won’t come back.”
  • “Did you really think I was gonna be satisfied… killing you only ONE time?”
  • “I remember when I first woke up here, in the garden. I was so scared. I couldn’t feel my arms or my legs…”
  • “Even after all this time, you’re still the only one that understands me.”
  • “Why do I always get the freaks?”
  • “It’s possible that you may have a problem.”
  • “What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth…”
  • “I’m nineteen years old and I’ve already wasted my entire life.”
  • “If you’re so scared, why do you keep winking?”
  • “Don’t you have anything better to do?”
Yes Ma'am (Montgomery De la Cruz Imagine)

OKAY HERE ME OUT This is my first imagine and I just wanted to see if I was any good at this, so feel free to leave feedback. I’m def Jeff trash but I just had this idea about my other baby Monty and wanted to run with it. I hope you guys enjoy!

WARNINGS: swearing, mentions alcohol (pls let me know if there is anything I should add)

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(Y/N) was standing next to Tony at the dj station, the dance by then in full swing. Her eyes scanned the crowd of drunken teenagers dancing wildly as her fingers twisted in Tony’s headphone wire in boredom. Jessica had told her that going to the dance tonight would be a great time, but she had disappeared with Justin, leaving (Y/N) to wander by herself. Tony was doing his best to cheer her up but her mind was wondering to her boyfriend Montgomery, who she hadn’t seen yet tonight. Their relationship had been on the down low for months, both of them knowing that drama would be stirred up the second the news of their relationship got out. That’s why when Monty asked her to the dance, she sadly had to decline, telling him they’d find a dance to attend together once everyone had found out about their relationship.

“(Y/N) are you sure you’re alright?” Tony snapped her out of her thoughts. “Yeah!” She smiled politely at him, knowing he was trying his best to keep her entertained.“Yeah Tony I’m good.” She had spoke too soon as her attention turned back towards the crowd. Within seconds she had found Monty making his way through the crowd. The way that jacket fit his broad shoulders perfectly almost made her wanna give into him right then and there. But her thoughts were soon distracted by Montys actions as he came up behind Courtney, whispering something in her ear. (Y/N) tried not to think too much of it until Courtney turned, pulling Monty closer to her and whispering in his ear as well. (Y/N) let out a frustrated sigh and left the dj stand, forcing her way through hundreds of teenagers to get through the door. Monty spotted his girl leaving the place and excused himself from Courtney. He adjusted his jacket and picked up his pace as he followed (Y/N) out, trying to catch up with her.

“Babe!” He yelled once he had spotted her in the hallway. “Baby wait!” He called out again, softly taking her arm to stop her. She turned towards him, keeping her eyes down to hide her brewing tears of frustration. “What’s wrong?” He said softly bending down to try to get her to look at him.

“What’s wrong?” She raises her voice, almost shocked that he doesn’t know. His heart sinks, knowing he’s done something to upset her yet again. He couldn’t seem to get it right with her lately. “Mont you can’t just expect girls to be all over and have me be okay with it! Especially when you’re enjoying it so much!” She threw her arms up and rolled her eyes.

“She wasn’t.. I wasn’t.. it wasn’t like th-” Monty tried to tell her the truth because he knew how bad it looked. But telling girls exactly how he felt always made him feel weak, which is something Montgomery de la Cruz was never supposed to be.

“Mont I just wanna go home.” She held the bridge of her noise, clearly aggravated. He gulped.

“Let me at least bring you home.” He pleaded with her.

“Yeah right Monty. Like you’re sober enough for that.” She snapped more then she intended to, but this wasn’t the first time he’d been on her nerves this week. This was the third time in the last week Courtney had used Monty for some reason, and it looked like Monty was enjoying it. When in reality, Monty was just listening in on rumors going around, which he knew (Y/N) wouldn’t be proud of anyway. Giving in he got his keys out of his pocket, giving them to her.

“You’re right. I’ve been drinking. But at least let me get out of here with you?” He mumbles as she takes them from his hands. She nods understandably.

“Thanks.” He whispers as they make their way out to his jeep. As they finally arrive, he opens her door for her, but steps in front before she can get in. “I get nervous around you.” He admits, making (Y/N) furrow her eyebrows.

“Montgomery what’re you..”

“You make me nervous. I don’t wanna screw things up with you. I do stupid things and I make stupid decisions and I know I’m gunna disappoint you. And it fucking sucks cause I wanna change. I wanna be the best I can for you. And I’m working on that. But I’m not a cheater. And I could never.. I could never do anything like that to hurt you. I love you too much to risk that.” He looked for any response in her eyes, but he couldn’t find one. He’d never opened up to a girl like that before, and his nerves were getting the best of him. But he wasn’t about to let his dream girl slip away over a stupid dance.

“But Courtney.. ”

“Fuck Courtney. She uses me to spread rumors. That’s all that is. I don’t feel that way about anyone else but you.” She let out a sigh, keeping her eyes locked with his.

“I don’t want you to be nervous.” She sighs quietly. “I know who you are Mont, and I’m still here. I’m here because I know you aren’t that guy all the time. And I know you’re trying to change. I don’t get upset over you spreading rumors or stupid stuff like that. I get upset when I think other girls are getting to you.” He sighs shaking his head quickly.

“(Y/N), You’re the only girl that gets to me.” He says quietly, finally placing his hands softly on her hips. She looks up at him, giving him a small smile.

“I love you.” She whispers, keeping their eyes locked.

“I love you too.” He whispers back, finally leaning down to connect their lips together softly.

“Get in the car Montgomery.” She laughs out seconds after he pulls away, trying to get him to finally move and get into his seat so she could drive home.

“Yes ma'am” He smirked, kissing her cheek before making his way around the car.

Originally posted by knightlley

Jeff Atkins x Reader | Friendzone - (Part 2)

A/N: Highly requested. Here it is ! Hope you all enjoy it. Be sure to follow me and send me feedback as it’s always appreciated.

(Part 1) | (Part 3)

Originally posted by juggiehead

“Hey are you okay ?” Zach asked. I sniffled and turned around to look at him “Yeah I’m perfectly fine” I faked a smile. “Theirs no need to lie. I can tell you’re not okay” he now took the seat beside me. My eyes were probably blood shot. Ugh why do I have to be such an emotional wreck at times. “You wanna talk about it ?” he asked. “Not right now but thanks for the concern Zach” I gave him a small smile and stood up dusting the back of my shorts.

Clay’s P.O.V

Hannah and I looked at each other at the same time when (Y/N) walked out. “The poor thing, I feel so bad for her” she said. “Same here. I should probably go check on her” I stood up. “At this state don’t expect her to explain herself” I nodded at her in assurance and started to walk out but Jeff stopped me. “Hey Clay. Where you think you going man ? I thought you and Hannah were hitting it off pretty well” he said. “Well we are having a good time, theirs no problem” I said and tried to walk past him but he still blocked me. “Then where are you heading ? Something serious ?” He questioned.

“Just worried about (Y/N) thought I’d check on her since she doesn’t seem well” I said and walked right past him this time not bothering to answer any more questions. I could feel he was close behind me. Why worry about a friend the most when they’re hurt. (Y/N) looked like she was just leaving as she dusted off the back of her shorts and Zach standing up after.

(Y/N)’s P.O.V

“Hey (Y/N), are you okay ?” Clay asked. “Yep I’m fine, I was just leaving” I nodded. He understood what I meant and walked back into the house. Jeff was behind him. “(Y/N/N) why are you leaving ? What happened ?” Jeff asked as he rushed towards me. “It’s nothing Jeff, don’t worry about it. I’m just feeling a bit under the weather right now and all I’d like is a bit of space” I sighed. “Yeah okay sure thing. Go home safe and take it easy. Message me if you need anything” he pulled me in a for a hug and kissed my forehead. I nodded in return and waved him off. “You wouldn’t mind me walking you home would you ?” Zach asked. “Not at all” I giggled. He’s so sweet to actually stay, of course Jeff couldn’t read my emotions. Why do I crush on this boy anyway

It was a good walk, I got to learn a lot more about Zach and he learnt more about me. We were now a few feet away from my house, their was a calming silence between us both. “You sure you’ll be okay” he asked one last time when we reached my front door. “I’m sure of it. Thank you so much for walking me home, I really do appreciate it” I pulled him in for a hug and wrapped my arms around his neck, the struggles of hugging this boy since he’s so tall. I love it.

“So I’ll see you tomorrow at school” he raised a brow. “Yepp I’ll see you then” I bit my lip. “Okay bye” he waved off and shoved his hands in his jean pockets. “Bye” I waved back and shut my front door. I sighed out loud as I felt a huge weight being lifted off my shoulders. As sweet as Zach may be, I still only have feelings for Jeff at this moment. I walked up to my bedroom getting undressed and slipping on my pyjamas then going back to studying. My notifications went off ‘Thanks for making my not so boring night 10x better, I’m glad I got to end a good evening with you xx’ - Zach. Aww that’s so thoughtful of him. I started blushing from his text and replied back ‘Aww thanks Zach for tonight ! I had a good time in those 15 mins. See yah x’. I locked my phone and decided to call it a night, I needed a rest after all that drama.

Next Day

I woke up early the next morning at 6:30 and decided to spend my half an hour on having breakfast and getting ready for school. Their was no rush since I could walk to school and it was at least 20 mins away but I didn’t mind because I needed the cardio. I got dressed wearing a plain black crop top, fishnet stockings, ripped denim skinny jeans paired with black and white converse. I tied up my hair in a high ponytail since the heat was unbearable. I grabbed my back and left at 7:15, reaching school at 7:42.

I pushed through the double doors and went straight to my locker. I started packing my bag for the day when out of a sudden a familiar voice whispered “Miss me ?”. I shook in fright and turned to see Zach “Gosh, please don’t do that ever again” I held my hands on my chest trying to steady my heartbeat. “Uhm so I was wondering if you have any plans tonight ?” He asked. “Nope I don’t think so, why ?” The curiosity starting to build. “I was just wondering if you’d like to go out tonight for dinner at 7 ?” He suggested. “Sounds like a plan Dempsey, I’ll see you then” I grinned. He started walking backwards then shouted “I’ll pick you at at 6:30” and winked.

I didn’t realise I was still in daze at the thought of going on a date tonight with Zach when Jeff stood in front of me. “What was that all about ?” He asked and looked back then back at me. “What’s it to you ?” I short back. “I care for you. I don’t trust any of my mates to go out with you” he said and crossed his arms over his chest. “I appreciate that you care but I’m going out with Zach tonight” I said and pushed past him. He started following me “You aren’t going anywhere with him, go cancel on him because I won’t allow it” he stood in front of me. “I’m going with Zach tonight and that’s final !” I yelled, earning stares from a few people.

Jeff looked around us and pulled me into an empty classroom “Why are you being so difficult. It’s for your own good and he isn’t for -” we were cut off by moans in the corner of the classroom. It was Zach and Sheri “Are you fucking kidding me ? I shouted. Jeff was ready to grab my wrist. ”(Y/N) wait" Zach started chasing after me.Why does life have to be so cruel ? Why does everyone have to always turn their back on me ? Why do I think that life is going to be okay ? Why do I even try ? I went to the girls bathroom and into the first vacant stall that I could find. I let the tears fall, I might as well ease my pain now then later. I can’t stand to see the world anymore.

The bell then rang 5 minutes later. I used the back of my hand to wipe away my tears, went to the sink to rinse my face and go to my first lesson which was Maths. Just great that I have Jeff and Zach in the same class. I walked into class getting stares from both Zach and Jeff, as well as other familiar faces. I walked to the back of the class instead of my usual seat next to Jeff. “Hey do you mind if I sit here today ? You can take my seat next to Jeff” I hoped and prayed in that moment that this kid was okay to switch. My prayers were answered when he said “Yeah sure” and walked to seat without any further questions. Zach and Jeff watched my every move, right now I couldn’t care less. I took a quick glance at my presence on my front camera feeling blessed that my eyes weren’t bloodshot this time.

They don’t deserve to know that I’m weak. Luckily this lesson the teacher hadn’t asked me to answer any questions as she usually does, since I’m her pet then she always makes me answer her questions. I guess she got the memo like Jeff and Zach that right now wasn’t a good time to talk to me or ever for a while.

It was now the end of the day and I pushed past the double doors with more force because of my anger. I jogged downstairs and speed walked to the pavement to walk home. “(Y/N) !” I heard my name being yelled and a car honk. Zach was following me “I’m so sorry” he said. “Don’t be, I’m sorry for actually believing that someone would like me for once. Jeff was right. Fuck all of you, I’m done with life” I said and not bothering to look back at him. “At least let me give you a ride” he offered. “I’d rather not” “(Y/N) please it’s the least -” he was cut off by Jeff. “Bro she’s not interested leave her alone” Jeff scoffed. Zach didn’t say anything further and drove off.

I was glad that Zach was gone but I don’t want to have to deal with Jeff. “(Y/N) at least look at me” he said walking next to me. “No. Now go back to your girlfriend and leave me alone” I picked up my pace. I didn’t go to the gym for nothing these past few months, it’s for situations like this so I can run away easily. “Why are you being so complicated ? I was just trying to help you and -” I cut him off short by placing my lips on his. The butterflies in my stomach were all over the place. Did I just make the worst mistake or the best choice ? 

A/N: My apologies if it’s not the way you guys were hoping for it to be, their will be a part 3 and in future their will be another imagine that’s something like this but of course different. Love you all and thank you for being patient for this one xx

EXO: boyfriend Kyungsoo
  • listen yall this boy’s charm will make anyone fall for him
  • so it’s no wonder that you took a liking to him as soon as you two were introduced
  • the only issue was………..to get him to stop being so shy
  • and you know………..like actually talk to you without him getting flustered or looking down at his feet every 5 seconds
  • so in your efforts to lure him a lil out of his shell, he’ll start to become more open and just more talkative around you
  • we all know Soo has a hidden playful side that we unfortunately don’t get to see often
  • so I wholeheartedly believe that he’d ask you to be his significant other in some sort of joking way to see how you’d respond
  • like he’d always joke about yall being a couple bc of how much time you spend together, and one day he’ll look at you w/ hopeful eyes instead of a joking matter and waits for your response
  • and bruh he’ll be knocked off his feet when he finds out both of yall have been hiding your feelings lmao he could’ve been smothering you w/ love this whole time but noooooooooo stubborn ass!!!!! 
  • anyways
  • no lie he’d spoil you to death
  • so much like you didn’t even know he was capable of being this soft 
  • ofc when baekhyun is not around yikes
  • when he finds out you stayed up late waiting for him his heart will burst
  • he’d cover you w/ a blanket and not even disturb you…………okay maybe just a lil kiss bc you look cute while sleeping 
  • normally when he wakes up in the morning he doesn’t wake you up either????
  • 11/10 makes you breakfast in bed 
  • he’s so amused when you wanna hang around the other members often
  • bc like……..”they’re a bad influence I’m telling u y/n”
  • but really they just wanna see how you got him wrapped around your pinky lol
  • he’d go along w/ your jokes about his hair but tbh he’ll roast you if you go too far so I’d watch out
  • he’d cook for you often and it’d be so much more special then going out for a meal
  • he’s so cute lol he’d take a hand out from his shirt and put his finger heart in the food ahsjdkflglsnsn where can I buy a kyungsoo
  • the type to have romantic songs playing all around the house before you come visit him tbh
  • kisses your forehead softly after he kisses your lips 
  • e v e r y t i m e
  • gets hyped w/ you when a new drama is about to start aw
  • and gets so excited when you’re the one hyped about his movies and tv shows :’))))
  • will probably take you to every movie premier and have you by his side
  • when he has days off he’s always fussing around the house and cleans and does laundry and etc. until you finally pull him back and remind him that he needs to relax
  • plus cuddles
  • can we talk about cuddles for a sec
  • imagine cuddling anyone softer or squishier………. can’t relate
  • so at first he won’t move much
  • but like…………..his body kinda molds around yours in just seconds and he’s laying there basking in all the warmth and love you give him
  • bc yeah sometimes the right words won’t come out and he isn’t able to just ask you to lay w/ him like this
  • so he’s in love w/ you even more when he realizes how in-tune you are w/ each other
  • I mean you’d always know what he was thinking by just looking at him
  • same w/ him tbh he’s the most understanding and comforting soul in the world omfg 
  • he isn’t too big on spoiling you w/ material things but will pleasantly surprise you from time to time
  • I mean like not flowers or jewelry or anything like that
  • useful stuff
  • when you run out of notebooks or pens or even ingredients for your favorite recipes, he’s the first to pick up on it and buy you whatever you need
  • smiles so big when you thank him and attack him w/ kisses
  • but won’t say anything bc he’s afraid he’ll blush even more awwwwww
  • again he’ll kiss your forehead and mumble ‘ur welcome y/n’
  • the other boys will coo and tease him for being so whipped
  • but satansoo has taken a long vacation since you came into his life 🌷

Originally posted by smileysoo