i want to cover the ceiling in them

27 Dress Code Violations

@jilychallenge 04/2017 | @bantasticbeasts vs @anxiouspotter

Muggle AUs | “i get dress coded so you give me your jacket and we protest unfair regulations for girls together/you sass the teacher about how distracted you are by my shoulders”

Word Count: 2500

special shoutout to @jiilys. solidarity, sister



She walks into English fifteen minutes late, wearing both a deeply unflattering smock and a scowl. Neither are an especially new look on her.

“Vector,” she says under her breath, as an answer to Mary McDonald’s unspoken question. It’s the answer to every question in the room. Ms Vector is notorious among them all for her very strict adherence to the school’s dress code.

“Yes, Miss Evans’ entrance was very exciting, but I’ll have your attention back to the lesson now, please,” says Ms McGonagall. James snaps back to attention. It’s for the best.


“Here,” James says, shrugging off his jacket and thrusting it toward Lily. She gives him this look like, fuck off, and James has to bite his tongue to stop from aggravating her. “They’re doing uniform checks up the hall. Just put it on.”

Evans gives him a very strange look, and it takes him a second to realise that it’s neutral.

She looks good in his jacket.


Every third dress code violation results in a lunch time detention. It’s only October, and Lily’s already had six. She doesn’t look at James as she takes the seat three ahead and one to the left of him.


There’s a thump from somewhere in the back of the classroom, and McGonagall isn’t planning on looking up - it sounds like it came from the general vicinity of Potter and Black, and that’s certainly not a situation she wants to engage with - but the entire class is already turned around to see what the fuss is.

She strides down the aisle between the desks, and is about three years past surprised to find James Potter lying on the floor, gazing at the ceiling, glasses knocked aside.

“Am I boring you so much that you decided to take a nap?” she asks, and James gives this wicked smile, and here we go–

“Sorry, Miss, I can’t get up. It’s Evans’ shoulders - they’re overwhelming me. I simply can’t do anything until she covers them up. Sirius, tell me when it’s safe.”

He’s a funny boy, she’ll give him that. “Potter, get up. This is hardly the time for foolishness.”

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The Bruises -- Billy Hargrove

Requested: “Can I get a ST x reader for Billy? His dad had just been really pissed off the entire weeks and took it out on him. It got really bad that night, he shows up at your house at 3 am. hes crying in your arms and tells you whats been happening all week (you were busy with school and work so you didn’t have time to see him the entire week) but you’re the only person that he’s ever told about it because you’re the only person he trusts. you’re like “I know babe, but its gonna be okay” lotta fluff plz”“Hey, could you do one with Billy when his father let’s out his anger on him for some stupid reason and he doesn’t want her to see him this weak but she comes over because she’s worried and takes care of him? Only if you’re comfortable with that, of course! Thank you!”

Warnings: Mention of violence.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Summary: After a week of avoiding you, Billy comes knocking on your window early in the morning, crying about his dad.

Words: 606

Listen to: All of Me by John Legend

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Broken Dreams


A/N: This was requested by my lovely @lovethatmendeskid and I just loved the idea. I’m super nervous, legit shaking. I really hope you like it!

Word count: 3,502

Originally posted by mtv

I was sitting at the dining table in the kitchen, staring over at the full plate of - by now – very cold food. Food that – once again – weren’t going to be eaten.

I’d been sitting here for hours, but I stopped counting exactly how many that had passed by now. The more seconds that flew by, the more it stung in my heart.

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and when you start to feel the rush

Summary: dan’s never had sex with a boy and he wonders what it’s like.  phil says that he can show him. (literally just 2009 first time porn with minimal plot)

Word Count: 5.9k

Warnings: smut (blowjob, butt sex ya know the whole deal), swearing

A/N: i literally haven’t written in almost two months but for some reason i felt possessed to write practically 6k words of porn in two days so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ who even knows at this point tbh (title from Heaven in Hiding by Halsey)

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Dan had never really been so sure about liking boys.  Sure, he had identified as bisexual for a few years now and he liked the way that felt.  It certainly seemed like a label that fit when he thought about all the cute boys he saw in movies and a couple that he had brief crushes on over the years.  But more often than not it seemed like the other boys his age were too brash and loud.  And yeah, most of the time he was like that, because after all, he was young too.  They were all just trying to figure things out and they would probably calm down with age.  

Nevertheless, this made Dan feel like he would never actually like a boy enough to want to date one.  He wanted someone that he could have an emotional connection with too, not just something physical like all the boys he met at parties seemed to want.

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Where She Went (Part 2)


pairing: daveed diggs x reader

summary: daveed and reader were high school sweethearts who had a bad breakup, fate (and a well-timed cello concert) brought them together in NYC. they had a lot of catching up to do.

warnings: swearing, mentions of car wrecks and death, smut at the end because i’m still me after all.

word count: 6,459

a/n: ayyy it’s day five of the @hamwriters write-a-thon which is reverse POV day. this is a continuation of my lit day fic, linked at the top of this post, and i can’t tell u how to live ur life but it really would make more sense if you read that first. love u!!!!!!!! hope it was worth the wait!!!!!!!!!!!! 

“Daveed,” you breathe. “Hi- I, um…I hadn’t really figured you’d come backstage.”

Daveed shifts uncomfortably, looking around the room.

“Yeah, well…I almost didn’t,” he admits, rubbing the back of his neck.

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Welcome Home

This is for @richqansey! Sorry it took me so long, but I hope you like it!

The temperature in the mountains is colder than Adam expected, but he’s bundled up in a thick navy jacket and gray scarf that keep him warm enough. He’s looking down at the directions he’d scribbled on the back of a laundromat receipt, his breath coiling into the air like cigarette smoke. His car is parked in a gravel lot at the bottom of the mountain, right beside Ronan’s BMW, which looks like it’s been there for days; it’s covered in brown leaves and a ridiculous amount of acorns.

With a sigh, Adam takes the path to his left that should lead him to his final destination. He’s still unsure of what that is exactly. 

Originally, he’d planned to go back to the Barns for winter break. He was homesick after months of being away from Ronan and Opal, and Ronan had been on board up until a couple of weeks ago. I promised Matthew I’d let him and a few of his friends stay here for their break if he got Declan off my back about hosting Christmas dinner, Ronan told him over video chat one night, so we’ll be crashing somewhere else. Don’t give me that look, Parrish, it’ll be fucking fantastic.

Adam rubs at his nose that’s surely as red as a cherry by now, as he climbs a little higher. He’s not sure if he’d use the word fantastic to describe this surprise trip so far. The last time he was in the woods wasn’t exactly the most pleasant experience of his life, so if Ronan expects him to go traipsing through hidden caves or–

“Kerah!” Chainsaw crows at him from a branch a few feet up, her head tilting left and round eyes blinking in a very happy hello. Just seeing her makes Adam’s complaints vanish and a warmth settle within his ribs. Ronan must be nearby.

He picks up his pace and shrugs the strap of his duffel bag further up his shoulder. It’s been about twenty minutes since he’d started the hike up the mountain and there’s no sound around him besides the rustling of leaves. Suddenly, a sense of familiarity creeps up his spine and the swaying canopy of trees whispers to him. Adam inhales the biting cold, filling his lungs with ice. Cabeswater is gone, he reminds himself. 

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“Before you say anything, I can totally explain.” 

You had always been confident in yourself when it came to being in a relationship. You had the experience, and you knew exactly what to do in any given situation. Of course, these relationships that you had been in weren’t that serious, so maybe your knowledge was a little limited. With that being said, the longest relationship you had ever been in probably lasted a month and a bit. Commitment really wasn’t your thing and you convinced yourself you had more things to worry about than a silly little relationship. You had to get through your classes, you had a part-time job at a cute little bakery downtown… You didn’t have time to deal with the drama that came with being in a relationship! 

That is, until you met Harry. (Cheesy, wasn’t it?) Harry Styles had somehow managed to completely switch your perspective on relationships. Suddenly you had prioritized relationships and you found yourself daydreaming about Harry every minute of every day. He was the last thing you thought about when you went to sleep and the first thing you thought about when you woke up. He was just… so perfect in every single way. Almost too perfect. It made you suspicious sometimes because you could never explain to yourself how in the hell you were able to snatch up someone as wonderful (and beautiful) as Harry. Maybe it was because you kept giving him a free apple strudel every time he came into the bakery. Hm. 

You two had been seeing each other for about three months now and it was safe to say you were completely head-over-heels for Harry. It was very unlike your character to even consider being in love with somebody because, um, gross, but also because… Well, you didn’t have experience in that department. At all. Getting to experience the being in love part with Harry made everything a whole lot better. In fact, you were so smitten with him you decided to whip up a batch of homemade apple strudels. 

Which was how you ended up in the middle of his kitchen covered in flour and apple pureé. 

“I…” Harry trailed off, his eyes flicking up to the ceiling to see a dollop of apple pureé. “How did yeh manage to…?” His brows knitted together, wincing after some of it splattered down onto your head. 

“Well, I wanted to make apple strudels for you since I forgot to give you one the other day. I figured I’d make a personal batch for you since you seem to like them a lot… I couldn’t find your mixer, so I decided to go for the next best thing: your blender.” You began, reaching up and brushing the pureé off the top of your head. “I put all the ingredients in but I couldn’t find the lid. I also didn’t plug the blender in yet, so I figured I’d plug it in first, put the lid on, and then switch it on. I wasn’t aware that the switch on the blender was already turned on, and that’s how…” You gestured to yourself, a sheepish smile on your face. 

Even though you were acting as if everything was okay, it wasn’t. You were completely mortified, and on top of that you couldn’t figure out what Harry’s facial expression was trying to portray. This was your first time staying over at Harry’s place and you already screwed it up by basically destroying his kitchen and wasting a bunch of ingredients. Well, this is it. I’ll never love again after this. At least I’ll have an interesting breakup story.  

You were surprised when the silence was suddenly broken by the sound of Harry bursting into laughter, his eyes crinkling at the sides and his dimples coming out on full display. You stood silently for a second, blinking in confusion as you watched him laugh so hard until he was kneeling over. Harry looked up at you quickly before guffawing once again, making a nervous smile twitch at your lips. You tried your best to join in on the laughter, but the best you could come up with was a pathetic ‘ha… ha.. ha….?’ because you had no idea what was so funny. This was humiliating for you! And his kitchen was a mess! Why was this funny?? 

“You are so bloody cute.” Harry finally said after what seemed like hours of him laughing at you. You pursed your lips in thought, staring at Harry in a confused manner.

“You’re not going to break up with me?” You asked warily, eyes darting around his kitchen as if reminding him you were the one who made this mess. 

“Why would I do that, pet?” He giggled, stepping over the pile of egg shells and apple peels on the floor. (You forgot to clean that up.) “If anything, this situation makes me like you even more.” He cooed, pinching your cheek lightly before passing you to grab a roll of paper towels. 

“But I… Your kitchen is-” 

“It’s not like you destroyed my stove or made my oven explode. A handful of wet paper towels and a garbage bag will clean everything right up.” Harry spoke as a matter of factly, reaching over to dust some flour off your cheek before planting a gentle kiss on your nose. (He would’ve given you a proper kiss but he didn’t want to get any flour on himself.) 


“It was very sweet of you to think about me and my apple strudels, by the way. I suggest you get your bum into the shower while I clean up down here, and then we can pop over to the bakery real quick and pick up a box of strudels for the two of us.” Harry didn’t even let you speak, grabbing a towel and swatting your bum lightly with it. “C’mon, get outta my kitchen! Don’t know what else you’ll destroy if I keep yeh in here.” You couldn’t help but chuckle to yourself, turning to scowl playfully at him when he gave you a small pinch. 

Harry Styles had managed to completely switch your perspective on relationships and you couldn’t have been happier. 


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Little things to feel angelic

(If you want to, please add your own things, I would love to hear them)
*Wearing colours associated with you or your domain
*Crystals or stones associated with you or your domain
*I covered my ceiling in glow in the dark stars to try to recreate the stars I remember seeing back Home
*Combat boots or other ‘tough looking’ clothing to make you feel powerful again
*Scented things with scents that remind you of Home
*Listening to hymns
*Stargazing or looking at the sky in general
*Finding high up places and looking down to feel like you are as big and powerful as you used to be
*I like ride my bicycle really fast to feel the wind in my face again, this also works for skates etc. (And rollercoasters of course)
*Swimming to experience the same way your body floated around in the air with ease as your wings carried you

You’re All I Want~ Kenny Omega Imagine

Originally posted by leelakoiwolff

Note : I love how this came out. Enjoy!

Smut ahead 

@laochbaineann @imaginingwwesuperstars @alexahood21 @wwesmutdonedirtcheap @randyortonstattoos @lclb13 @wrestlingnoob @mgswdw

You saw Kenny interacting with some of his fans, they were beautiful and had bigger chest then you.They had much more longer , softer hair. Better than yours, at least that’s what you thought. But somehow, Kenny had chosen to be with you. He could have any girl in the world. What was so special about you? Nothing, you were ordinary girl that loved wrestling. 

Traveling with Kenny, you were part of the Bullet Club. The only women in it, Nick and Matt were like brothers to you. On occasionally you’d hang out with Marty, he loved that you were part of the Bullet Club. Even though you had your own character, you fit in. 

One day things changed, you felt like an outcast. Like you didn’t belong and being Kenny’s Omega’s girlfriend changed something. He was always around beautiful fans, talking to you how wonderful they are. He used to tell you how beautiful you were. Kenny thought that he didn’t need to tell you that you were his one and only, his beautiful angel. He didn’t see the change in you.  

“ Have you seen the fans out there? Especially the girls” Nick says pointing out to the crowd. 

“ There always like that for us” Cody adds.  

You stood to the side, in your own merch and shorts with high knee socks and converse, ready to meet the fans. But today, you were quiet. More than usual, the boys took notice especially Kenny. He didn’t know what happen or if something was wrong. In the morning, you got up to for a run then went to breakfast, without the boys. Ignoring them like they weren’t even there.

“ Did I do something wrong?” Kenny asks Matt, Nick and Cody. They shrug, having no idea what was bothering you so much. He frowns, watching you as you swung your arms back and forth looking like you just wanted run away from here. Before he makes his way over to you, you headed out first to the crowd. He hears them cheering for you, he watches as you walked down. He doesn’t see the pretend smile on your lips or hears the sigh that escapes your lips. Not a happy sigh. 

“ Hey there” you walked over to a guy who has a Bullet Club shirt, he throws you a two sweet, you two sweeted him before leaning in to take a picture with him. You hear cheers from behind as Kenny emerges, making his way where you were standing. His hand brushes against your back, you don’t even bother to glance at him which makes his smile disappear. 

Kenny wants to know what’s wrong with you. He wants to help but your pushing him away. As Kenny get to a group of girls with big breasts and much prettier than you, you turn your head away from seeing the interaction. Nick who’s watching you and Kenny, motions to Matt to you and Kenny. They both understood what was going on. They motion towards your way when they nudge Kenny, he throws them a confused glance before looking at you. He notices the way you kept looking at some of the girls and then at yourself. A light bulb goes over his head as he understand what’s going on. 

Later after you get back to your hotel room that you shared with Kenny, you hugged your jacket close your body, sliding off your shoes as you settle on the bed. 

“ Baby?” Kenny calls out to you, you turn your head to listen to what he has to say. 

“ I noticed why you seemed off today” you shrugged, not even bothering to respond to him. 

“ Oh don’t be like that” he kneels down before you, his hands on your thighs as he peeks at you through his curls. 

“ you’re much more beautiful than those girls. They are nothing compared to you Y/N. I’m with you because I love you. I want to be with you and no one else. No other women makes me feel like this than you. I want to spend every day with you, I love waking up seeing your face. I love it when you cuddle up to me or lay your head on my chest. I love it when you giggle and the way you wrap your arms around me. I love your kisses and I love everything about you. So don’t think for once second that you are better than them and that I want them. Only you baby, you’re all I need.” 

A smile rose on your lips hearing him say that. It made you feel better.
“ You know what? Let me show you how much I want you” 

He hovers over you, leaning down kisses you softly, hands on either side of your head. His curls brush against your cheek making you giggle against his mouth. You kiss him back, relaxing into the kiss as your lips move as one. Kenny brings himself down, kissing you deeper. His hands go to your legs bringing them to wrap around his waist. Your hands tugs at his shirt, and he breaks the kiss, kissing down to your neck. He takes his shirt off for a moment, tossing it somewhere in the room and Kenny goes back to kissing your neck, leaving gentle kisses. He brings his lips back to yours, connecting them together. 

“ You’re so beautiful Y/N” Kenny says as he kisses down your chin, and down your jawline. You smiled, hearing him call you beautiful once more. It’s nice to hear it from him, you missed it. 

“ You have no idea how much I missed hearing that”  you say, grinding your hips upwards against Kenny’s harden bulge earning a groan from Kenny’s lips. He brings his lips back to your as one of his hands goes underneath your shirt, groping your breast in his hand.

Kenny keeps kissing you, pulling you up a bit ripping off your bar. Once it was off, Kenny take off your shirt as well. His mouth goes straight to one of your nipples, sucking and nibbling on it making you arch your back, a moan escapes your mouth. He swirls his tongue around the nipple, his hand going to the other while massaging it with his hands,giving it attention as well.
One of your hands goes to his curls, tugging on them hearing a grunt escape his lips. Kenny kisses his way up your collarbones, sucking on the skin leaving his mark.

Your panties were soaked by now, you needed him to touch you elsewhere. You began to squirm underneath him giving him a motion that you wanted him. Kenny hooked his fingers inside your shorts,pulling them down along with your panties, tossing them somewhere on the floor. His eyes show lust and hunger in them. He looks at your soaking core, licking his lips and biting on his bottom lip. Kenny leans, bringing you closer to him by your hips. You felt his hot breath on your clit, shiver were up your spine as he blows on it. 

Kenny kisses the inside of your thigh, gently biting down. He moves his lips to the other thigh doing the same. His mouth was moving closer to your clit as his tongue licks your core. You gasp, throwing your hand back letting out a moan. His tongue began to work his magic, swirling around, doing shapes with his tongue. Your hands go to his curls, tugging on his head pushing him closer to your core. Kenny loves tasting you.

“ Taste so good babe” he moans in between your thighs. You continue to tug on his hair, moaning. He was devouring you and you loved it,pushing your hips closer to his mouth.

Kenny continued to lick and suck on your clit making you shudder, you continue to moan his name running your fingers through his curls,keeping his head there.You gasped, feeling his finger slid inside of you. He added another one,pumping both as he continue to lick your clit. You moaned in pleasure feeling him scissor you and curling his fingers. You began to clench around his fingers, letting out moans as you orgasmed in his mouth. Kenny continue to flick his tongue, licking up your juice making sure to clean you up.He removed his mouth from your core, licking his fingers clean making you watch with a smirk on his face. 

“ I love how you taste” he says, winking. 

You lifted up your foot rubbing his bulge with your foot, he moaned sending you a naughty look, chuckling. Kenny takes off his shorts, tossing them on the floor along with the rest of his clothes. You sit up, moving your hand into his boxers, taking out his cock out. He slips off his boxers as you take his cock in your hands, pumping him earning moans that slipped out of his mouth.

You pump his cock, Kenny grabs onto your legs pushing them apart before he slips himself inside you.You both moan in pleasure as your walls clench around his cock. 

“ So tight, I love it.” Kenny says/ moans. He stays inside you as you adjust to his cock, it’s been awhile since you two did this. Once you got used to his length, you nodded for him to keep going. Kenny started to move his lips against yours, slowly. Grabbing onto him, pulling him into a kiss rocking your hips keeping up with his pace.

Kenny started to quicken his pace, your hips snapping against his, moaning against his lips. Your chest against his, he groans against your lips. He continue to thrust into you faster, putting a hand behind your back to steady you.
He rolls over so you were on top of him, straddling his hips. His hands go to your hips, rocking your hips in a quick pace. He moans as you clench around his cock, Kenny moans your name a couple times. 

“ S-shit…Ken..” you moaned.

You clench around his cock, once more, he moans your name loudly as he hits his orgasm. You screamed his name as you bounced on him once more before releasing your orgasm.

You get off of him, collapsing right next to him. Panting as you looked up at the ceiling. Kenny looks over to you, bringing the back of his hand brushing against your cheeks.

“ Never think that your much more than them to me. You’re gorgeous and your all I want and need in my life”  

“ I love you Kenny”

“ I love you too Y/N” 

He says pulling the cover over you both, kissing your forehead before wrapping his arms around you, smiling at you.

Eisuke Ichinomiya Wedding Aesthetic 💍👰💑💏💒

Just finished reading Eisuke and Soryu’s proposal stories again and while wishing their wedding stories will come out this just came to mind. It’s a good thing the guys in KBTBB are loaded with 💰 (so their brides wouldn’t have to worry about a budget, especially for Eisuke *Imagines myself as the MC* ). 😂 😂 😂  

@officialvoltageotome​, here’s what I imagined for Eisuke’s wedding.


For the invitations, something unique, elegant, simple and eye-catching would do. A customized acrylic glass box and embossed with calligraphy will do the trick. Inside are the invitations with either a small bottle of champagne or a Swarovski crystal figure with Eisuke and MC’s initials as the logo and a satin bow wrapped around the invitation.

Wedding Venue 💒

For the wedding venue, I definitely imagine them having a church wedding. 

The Interiors of the church would be decorated with flowers and lined with trees. For Eisuke and MC, I feel that they will have an enchanted white forest theme for their wedding, so that it will stand out and be memorable.

Engagement and Wedding Rings💍

Engagement Ring💕

MC’s engagement ring will definitely be unique but classic and timeless, this is Eisuke Ichinomiya we’re talking about. I imagine MC’s ring to be a classic Harry Winston emerald cut 3-stone diamond ring with tapered baguette cut diamonds at the sides; the emerald cut center stone diamond is definitely colorless, flawless and high in clarity. And in true Eisuke fashion, the ring will be no less than 7 carats.💎

*In Eisuke’s Season 3 top secret document, it was mentioned that the diamond ring is 24 carats, but I feel like that is too big for MC to wear every day as she goes through life, so I toned it down.

Wedding Rings ❤️

For the wedding rings I went with a round brilliant single diamond platinum wedding band. The MC will definitely want to have matching wedding rings with Eisuke.😁

*I inserted lyrics from the song “Forevermore” sung by the Filipino pop band Side A and covered by David Archuleta on American Idol in the picture as I feel that it perfectly describes Eisuke and MC’s relationship and their love for each other. I also think it’s perfect as her entrance music.

Wedding Reception

The entrance to the wedding reception will be immaculate and breathtaking. A surefire way to bewilder the guests, an impeccably idyllic entryway. Filled with luscious trees and a pristine installed bridge as guests enter the ballroom, transported to a dreamy, ethereal, garden-like wonderland.✨

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lance and allura friendship

lance starts feeling homesick, and isn’t as bubbly as usual and allura is the first one to notice that something is wrong. she pulls him aside and asks him what’s up. he says that he misses home, and wishes he had something from home to make him feel better. lance says that when he was upset, he’d lie on his bed and just look up at all his glow-in-the-dark stars on his roof, and that would calm him down a bit. allura is confused, and says that there are stars just outside the castle that he can look at. he shrugs and says it’s not the same. allura lets him go back to the other paladins, and sets off to find coran.

later, lance goes back to his room and starts getting ready for bed. he does his regular routine, before turning the light off and flopping onto his bed. he shuts his eyes, but notices a strange glow, as if there’s still a light on in his room. he opens his eyes to find that the ceiling is covered in small, dim, yet glowing dots. he stares at his ceiling for ages, before he realises that his eyes are wet, and wipes them with his sleeve, smiling.

the next morning, allura is sitting at the table. lance walks in and immediately goes to her and silently wraps his arms around her. she smiles and hugs him back.

The Summer of Holland Boys - Part One

Summary: Harry Holland is your boyfriend but also aspires to be a famous director. Traveling with his older famous brother Tom helps him gain experience to advance in his dreams. But Harry being away all the time puts a real damper in the two of your relationship. Luckily for you your best friend Sam, and Harry’s twin, was always there for you.

Pairing: Harry Holland x Reader, Sam Holland x Reader

Word Count: 1,173

A/N: this is my first attempt at writing the Holland twins but I’ve wanted to for awhile. 

It had been a year since you’d met your current boyfriend Harry. It had been a year since you voluntarily jumped into the wild life of the Hollands. Harry’s twin brother Sam was actually the person to introduce the two of you based off your fascination with photography. The rest was history.

Dating Harry had been a dream. He was the biggest dork you knew but you loved that about him. His constant obsession to take pictures of anything and everything, mostly you, was adorable. But most of all his kind personality and beautiful smile because if you could make Harry Holland smile, it was a good day.

You loved Harry you really did. All his dreams were your dreams. His achievements made you extremely proud and you helped him with all his projects just wanting to be there for him. 

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cinnamonrollbucky  asked:

Stony, 102!

Prompt:  “All I want for Christmas is you!”

I’m going with MA:A Stony for this :D

The mansion had few traditions before the Avengers had moved in. 

Most of the floors were modelled after magazine covers, classic but cold to live in. The ceilings were high and walls wide, but it was a hotel of hollow memories. Tony had never lived well with memories, always letting them move in shadows better, and he had never really bothered making meaningful ones in the mansion when he had been more of a guest than an inhabitant there.

But all of that was before the team had nudged their way into the place, tearing down the untouchability of the house and draping the mess of home all over it. 

Tony never really told anyone about how much he loved his own home better now, but he suspected that some of them knew.

Especially Steve. Always Steve.

“Is there a reason we’re transferring a metal  forest to the common floor?” Jan asked as she entered the kitchen, her designer sweatshirt having no trace of sweat, probably because Jan’s version of exercise usually meant flying around in circles before getting distracted. 

“We’re going green this Christmas,” Tony said, sipping on his coffee from the kitchen’s island, tipping his mug in Steve’s direction, “Cap even sent a memo to everyone.”

Jan made a face at the word memo, making Tony grin into his mug and Steve roll his eyes.

“You’re making a fake Christmas tree though,” Jan plopped onto the chair opposite to Tony and pointed at Steve, who was putting away the leftover from breakfast.

“It’s the thought that counts,” Steve shrugged and nodded in Tony’s direction with a small smile, “Besides, Mr. Genius here is going ultra-green this year.”

“It’s called being responsible,” Tony took a pointed sip of his coffee and watched with amusement as Jan pouted but sighed in acceptance.

“Fine,” she agreed but narrowed her eyes at Tony in warning, “But if we have to get fake gifts for anyone -”

“Contrary to popular belief,” Tony drained the last of his coffee and grinned at Jan, “I do value my life, Van Dyne.”

“Shocking,” Steve said mildly and Tony rolled his eyes as Jan chuckled at the deadpan comment. 

The preparations for Christmas was no less than preparing for battle when it involved a bunch as strange as the Avengers. Tony knew that Jarvis was thankful when Luke’s mom dropped in to help out, wrangling the mess-makers and giving out orders about the decoration. Spidey and Clint kept annoying Ororo about something while Logan made it seem like a tiring task to hang decorations on the fake tree, something Jan insisted on even though Tony told her that the tree had enough lights embedded to decorate. 

“The presents seem to have grown since last night,” Steve observed when he finally sat beside Tony on the couch, knee slightly knocking and one arm casually draped around the back of the couch.

“Clint must have finally gone shopping,” Tony shrugged vaguely, pointedly not looking at Steve when he felt the knowing azure eyes glance at him.

“Clint, right,” Steve hummed a little and Tony wondered if super-soldier hearing meant listening to accelerated heartbeats when Steve pressed an inch closer to him. 

“It’s Christmas, Cap,” Tony patted Steve’s knee and smiled placatingly, “Everyone deserves gifts.”

Steve didn’t say anything but the issue be and Tony breathed out, happy that he wouldn’t have to discuss the extra gifts he had dropped under the tree because he had thought they weren’t enough for the team before.

It was totally worth it when he watched everyone go nuts over their gifts, talking over each other and throwing balled up gift wrapping sheets at Spidey in laughter. The room felt warmer and Tony wrote another memory into his mind, hiding a smile as he pretended to look at the diary Steve had gifted him.

“Did you like it?” he heard Steve ask and looked up, a fond smile on his lips.

“Your attempts to make me go old-school are always appreciated, Cap,” he shook his head and grinned when Steve shrugged unrepentantly, “Yes, Steve, I like it. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Shellhead,” Steve nudged his shoulder and Tony eyed the vintage pen set Steve had in his lap.

“Did you like mine?”

Steve hummed vaguely and Tony felt his heart sink a little.

“Did you - was there something else you wanted, Cap?” he asked, mind racing over hints he had missed clearly, because he had never been good at knowing people as such, and he should have just asked for Pepper’s help, damn -

“I got what I wanted for this season,” Steve’s voice cut through his thoughts and he saw the blue-eyed Captain eye him, “a while back.”

“Really,” Tony blinked and frowned a little, “That’s - uh, good. What was it, then?”

Steve’s lips curved into that small smile he got when somebody asked the right questions or when he had the perfect timing for what he wanted to say. It was an expression Tony had seen during the rare debriefs when he would complete Steve’s thoughts.


Tony wasn’t used to having his brain screech to a halt but apparently, Steve was always an exception when it came to him.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me, Shellhead,” Steve said and the arm draped on the back of the couch slowly rested on Tony’s back.

Tony had dreamt of confessions in varying colours, of saying the words that lay deep in his bones whenever he saw Steve. He had dreamt of smiling at Steve and watching Steve smile back with the knowledge of knowing that the smile meant more than friendship. He had dreamt of - Steve, for years now. 

Dreams though rarely came true for Tony.

“The pen set is that bad?” he joked because joking came easy, it was natural in response.

Steve didn’t waver though and calmly rubbed a thumb over Tony’s shoulder, soft and grounding in fleeting touches.

“It’s a nice set,” Steve nodded and smiled at Tony, all warmth and sunshine, “but all I want for Christmas is you.”

Tony swallowed, dry air and fear and hope pushing into his lungs as Steve’s eyes held his, open in truth and fondness, in love and new beginnings.

“You want me, you got me, Cap,” Tony said quietly, a weak smile blooming onto his face and felt the warmth of the season press into his skin when Steve’s hand squeezed his shoulder.

New memories were worth all the traditions that came with them and Tony settled into happiness as Christmas carried on.

Not Boring

Originally posted by canonspngifs

Request: Hello! I was wondering if you could do a request with something such as the reader has always been told she’s the ‘boring’ girl and she’s really insecure about it? But like Dean or Sam likes her any way and reassures her that they like her no matter what?

Pairing: None 

Word Count: 800ish

Warnings: none

A/N: Some rainy day fun…

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Fix You - Chapter Two

SPN FanFic

~ After being gone for months, Y/N has returned home to the boys with no memory of their life together.~

Reader, Dean, Sam

2,863 Words

Warnings: Less Angsty, Memory Loss, Sadness, Uncertainty, Little Bit O’Pain.

A/N: Hope you’re enjoying! Let me know what you think :)

Chapters: One ~ Two ~ Three ~ Four ~

Chapter Two - Coming to Terms: 

The engine roared in your ears; your head still pounding as you rested in the back of the Impala.

Sam had calmed you down enough to return to the room, and after hearing them both out, you’d agreed to stay with them; at least until you could sort things out for yourself. As much as you wanted to run away screaming, hop a bus out of Dodge and see your abandoned home with your own eyes, you were stuck. They knew you. Dean spoke to you as if he’d been by your side everyday for years; Sam knew how you felt simply by the twitch of your lips, or the hitch of your breath. It took all your strength to push away the fears and lay your trust in them, even for a little while.

“How we doin’ back there Y/N/N?” Dean peeked at you through the rearview mirror, his emerald eyes passing over your reflection.

You jumped at the intimacy of him using your nickname and cast your eyes towards him. “Alright.”

“Good. Almost home,” he said with a soft smile.

“Home,” you said, looking back out of the window. He was speeding down the highway, the mile markers flying by as he swerved through traffic, in and out of the double lanes. “Where is ‘home’ again?”

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Face From The Past *Part 6*

Theo Raeken X Reader

Word Count: 2450

<< Part 5

You watched as the masked men known as the Dread Doctors carried you into a dark underground room, it looked like a theatre in a Hospital. You were young, 9 years old, the sat you on the table and for some reason you didn’t try to run, maybe it had something to do with the fact that you saw a boy around you age opposite you, you waved at him but he didn’t wave back, another masked figure forced a woman into the room “perform the spell.” Came the static sentence. The Woman looked at you and then the boy, she walked over to you and pricked your finger will a needle collecting some of your blood and then did the same with the boy, she started chanting and it felt like something was knotting inside of you, the masked men looked between the two of you and then roughly pulled your arm up to where your birthmark was on the wrist, it looked like a small T, they each nodded and then the man behind the woman stabbed her.

You shot up from bed pulling up your sleeve to see that the mark wasn’t there, you remembered having the mark when you were little but it faded over time. You looked over at the book that you had read last night, Malia called you and told you about the book and what the others had found out about the book and you decided to read it before your meeting and lucky for you Elijah had helped to improve your reading skill and he finished it in under 2 hours. “(Y/N)?” Klaus asked from the other side of the door.
“Yeah?” You asked.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
“Yeah. Fine… Bad dream.” You answered picking up the copy of the book that Elijah had gotten a hold of for you, you sighed before throwing it back down on your bedside table and laid back with your hands behind your head, you remembered last night, you talked to Theo until Klaus got back. You got out of bed and walked down the stairs.
“Did that bad dream have anything to do with that book?” Elijah asked as you walked into the kitchen.
“Maybe I don’t know.” You answered shrugging. They all looked at you and you rolled before launching into the description of your dream.
“They looked at the mark on your arm?” Elijah asked and you nodded.
“Yeah, it looked like a T.” You frowned as you pulled your shirt sleeve up but your arm was clear. “Maybe it was just a bad dream.” You shrugged before grabbing your bag leaving for school.

You walked into school and was met by Malia “Did you read it?” She asked and you nodded.
“Yeah, I read it.”   You nodded.
“Did anything happen?” She asked and you sighed.
“Just a weird dream that Klaus is going to help me figure out.” You answered.
“What was it about?” She asked.
“I was in this old basement, it looked almost clinical, I was younger though, there was a boy in there with me and a witch and of course the doctors, they had the witch perform a spell and then they killed her.” You answered and Malia frowned.
“Have you ever met the witch?” Malia asked you shook your head.
“I never met her, I would have remembered and Klaus definitely would have.” You mumbled and she nodded. “Is everyone else still reading it?”
“They are going to finish it tonight,” Malia answered, you closed your locker walking towards your first class.
“Well, I guess I’ll be there tonight then.” You informed her and she smiled.
“Thank god I don’t want to be the only one that stops them from running into traffic,” Malia said in relief, you giggled.
“I’ll give you a hand.” You winked.

At lunch you were in the library again but this time you were looking for something on witches in Beacon Hills but there was nothing there, nothing that confirmed that there were ever witches in Beacon Hills, most supernaturals had passed through this town that was why you were surprised when the Mikaelson’s said that they had no idea what or where the town was. “What are you doing?” Someone asked from behind you and you jumped and saw that it was Theo.
“I was looking to see if there were any records of witches in Beacon Hills.” You answered and he frowned.
“In a school Library?” He asked and you smiled.
“Well as we know most of the stories are true and if there were any here about witches in Beacon Hills that would have somewhat confirmed the theory.” You explained and he nodded.
“You need a witch?” He asked.
“No, I dreamt about one being here when I was little.” You answered and Theo nodded.
“What was she doing?” He asked.
“I don’t really know, the doctors had her do a spell and then they killed her, there was nothing boy and there was a mark, it was on my arm but it’s not there anymore.” You answered, Theo, looked at you and frowned.
“Well maybe, your family can help you?” He suggested.
“Klaus is trying to help me, I’ll just have to see.” You decided and he nodded.

“My mom’s book club usually has more wine,” Lydia commented and you smirked.
“I can get your wine.” You smirked.
“Well I don’t think that’s a good idea, they also probably didn’t read books that cause violent hallucinations,” Stiles said and you nodded.
“That’s why Malia and (Y/N) are here,” Scott answered.
“So none of us go running into traffic?” Kira asked.
“Or worse,” Scott added.
“Like what happened to Judy.” Malia supplied and they all looked at her.
“Chapter 14.” We both said.
“Maybe I should have my mother read it. She might remember a girl with a tail leaping off the ceiling and attacking everyone.” Lydia said picking up to book and looking at it.
“Yeah, if it works,” Stiles answered.
“It has to,” Lydia answered.
“What does that mean?” Scott asked.
“I think I saw them during my surgery. When I look at the cover of the book… It’s almost like-”
“A memory trying to surface,” Theo suggested.
“Yeah.” Lydia nodded.
“Isn’t that what Valack wanted when he wrote it?” Kira asked.
“If they did something to me, I want to know what it is.” Lydia decided.
“Anyone feel anything yet?” Scott asked after a few hours.
“Tired,” Kira answered.
“Hungry,” Lydia mumbled.
“I think he meant the book,” Theo said.
“I wouldn’t expect you to have felt anything.” You said.
“What do you mean?” Scott asked.
“Well, I didn’t remember anything until after I read the book.” You answered, “And mine was more of a dream, so I guess it presents in different ways, I mean Lydia felt something before she even opened the book, but I didn’t feel anything.”
“Wait you remembered something?”Lydia answered.
“Malia didn’t tell you?” You asked.
“They never asked,” Malia answered.
“Well I’m more astonished by the fact that you read this book in one night,” Stiles answered. “Before you left you hated reading.”
“Well Elijah did not like that I refused to read things, so he made me read until I realised what I could find in a book.” You answered, after that conversation you ended up falling asleep.

The next morning you were Klaus called you home saying that he had a solution to your problem. “What’s the solution?” You asked as you walked into the house.
“Good Morning to you,” Klaus smirked from the island in the kitchen.
“It’s only a good morning if you really solved my problem.” You grumbled and he rolled his eyes.
“Well, I have.” He gestured the living room where you saw Davina and Marcel.
“How is the glorified vampire going to do for me?” You asked.
“Oh, nothing but the harvest girl can help you,” Klaus answered.
“Davina.” You greeted and she smiled, you were both good friends when she lived at the compound but then she was moved to live with the other witches when she was brought back to life.
“He told me that you needed help,” Davina explained.
“Yeah, I sort of do.” You nodded. You went on to explain what happened in the dream.
“Well, the only way that I can help is if we got back,” Davina answered.
“Into the dream?” You asked.
“Mm-hm.” She hummed.
“Can you do that?” You asked and she nodded.
“Uh okay let’s do it then.” You nodded.

When you opened your eyes you saw that you were back in the basement or that was what you assumed that it was because it was definitely underground and there was no natural light in the room, you looked to see that this time you were actually l watching everything play out instead of being a part of it. “So who’s the boy?” She asked.
“I have no idea.” You answered.
“That’s a lie.” She mumbled.
“What?” You asked.
“I’m connected to your mind, so who do you think this is?” You asked.
“I think it’s Theo.” You answered.
“Who’s that?” She asked.
“Someone in the pack, I met him when we came back.” You answered as you watched the witch take the blood.
“It’s a linking spell,” Davina said. “It’s different from the ones that we normally do, I don’t know why. That mark it looks like there was a cloaking spell put on it after.”
“Why didn’t I notice that before?” You asked.
“Use your other eyes,” Davina ordered and you frowned before closing your eyes once you opened them they were a bright yellow, you looked down at your arm and saw the birth make that was supposed to be there.
“Why can I see it now?” You asked.
“Those eyes see through magic, I noticed on your last full moon when you lost control you were able to see the barrier around the compound that was set up to stop you from getting out,” Davina explained. “You waited and watched it before you found the weakest area to break out of.”
“You never told Klaus this?” You asked.
“I don’t like Klaus plus he acts like he knows everything already maybe you should ask him if he knows that,” Davina smirked. “Go see this Theo kid use your eyes, he should have a mark as well and it should be your initial if that’s what the T is for. I’ll head back to New Orleans and see if any of the other witches in the coven know anything, It’ll be hard though since some killed all the elders.”

Turned out you were actually in the memory for hours and now you weren’t sure where Theo was, it was easy to follow his scent though, Klaus had taught you how to use your senses better allowing for more options when tracking someone down. You ended up heading towards the gym. “Am I interrupting something?” You asked when you saw that Malia and Theo were talking not that you liked how close she was to him.
“No.” Malia snarled before walking out.
“Are you okay?” You weren’t really sure who you were asking but the only answer that you got from Malia was a slammed door. You looked at Theo who seemed to be smirking at the encounter and then he finally looked at you.
“Are you okay?” He asked as he realised your eyes were glowing.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” You answered as you eyes travelled down his arms and you walked closer grabbing his wrist and taking a deep breath as you noticed the (Y/I) on his arm.
“What?” He asked.
“Look.” You said putting your wrists together and he frowned. “With your other eyes.” He looked at you for a second and then finally looked down at your arms and while he did you just looked at him, you should have looked lower than is neck but your eyes kept travelling and you didn’t even realise that Theo was watching you.
“What is it?” He asked as you snapped your eyes back to his.
“Apparently according to a friend of mine we’re linked, the dream that I had it was me and you, you were the boy the marks are the evidence of the spell.” You explained.
“What friend?” He asked.
“Um Davina, she’s a witch that I met in New Orleans.” You answered and he nodded.
“I have to go talk to Scott.” He said grabbing his jacket.
“About this?” You asked, he shook his head.
“We probably shouldn’t worry about this until we know what it is,” Theo suggested. “We’ll find out I promise.” He leant down and kissed your temple before leaving the room, you frowned what he had done didn’t feel wrong but you barely knew the guy.

“I need to test a theory.” You said as you walked down the hall with Malia.
“What do you mean?” She asked.
“I mean if they went through all of the trouble of finding a witch to do a spell, they need me for something, they are less likely to want to hurt me right?” You asked.
“How can you be sure I mean they did this years ago.” She argued and you nodded.
“But is it really a coincidence that I ended up back here the same time that they did?” You asked and she nodded.

The fight was not going well for Malia and in a moment of what Klaus would call crazy you jumped forward pushing Malia back towards the Elevator, the attacks seemed to slow as he tried to get around you, Malia harshly pulled you back into the elevator as the doors closed and you breathed a sigh of relief. “We never should have read that book.” Scott gasped and you raised an eyebrow.
“It was probably the best thing that I could have done.” You smirked and he rolled his eyes. “They don’t want to hurt me, they need me for something, you can use me as a shield.”
“They will do no such thing.” Klaus glared and you rolled your eyes.
“What are you doing here?” You asked.
“I tried to call you, you didn’t answer,” Klaus informed you.
“So..?” You asked. “So you used a tracking spell?”
“Your phone is easier to track.” Klaus winked and squinted at him.
“Heard of overbearing parents, well introduce you to the overbearing Alpha!” You said as if presenting a show.
“We’re done here.” Klaus declared.
“I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” You whispered.
“We’ll see,” Klaus called.
“I’ll definitely see you tomorrow.” You winked before walking away.

Part 7 >>

Requests and general question!

freespiritwings-deactivated2016  asked:

I have an all white bedroom. Now I want to cover my ceiling with some white fabric and place some plants in to my room to afford a bohemian look Do you have any ideas? :)

Hi :) 

There are so many ways to hang up the fabric, you just need some hooks and white string once you’ve decided on the design you’re going for. Check this link for some tips. Here are some pictures for inspiration:

As for the plants, try IKEA they have great cheap ones. Maybe try something like below? (Just make sure to look after them well so bugs don’t come!)

Hope that helped! xo 

She knocked three times, stepping back from the door. She saw movement inside. The door swung open revealing someone she hadn’t seen in years. Revealing a broken version of her saviour.

He had circles under his eyes, the circles of someone who wasn’t sleeping. He was only thirty but looked so much older. His facial hair had grown out, unkempt. The smell of alcohol hit her immediately. He didn’t look surprised to see her, just took a swig of the near empty liquor bottle before stepping to the side so she could enter.

The inside of the house was just as destroyed as the outside. The smell followed them to the kitchen. She tried not to touch anything, not wanting to feel the same as she had when she touched the outside. She didn’t want her heart to break more.

She watched him set the now empty bottle on the counter before grabbing another. She wanted to stop him, smack the bottle out of his hands. She wanted to cry, scream. She wanted to change everything.

“You look different,” she said.

“That’s what happens when you lose your childhood,” his response was crude, broken.

It hit her that this was the first time she’d ever seen him. Every time before now hadn’t been real. It broke her heart more. She wanted to know him before the alcohol, before the dreams, before everything. She wanted to know the man that had saved her.

“Why are you here?” He asked, his eyes not leaving the boarded up window.

There was no natural light in the house. But there was no darkness. All the lights were on, strings of them hung on the ceiling, laying on the furniture, and covering the floor. She knew why he did it. She now feared the dark too.

“We found a way to go back, we can save her.”

“I’m not going back.”

“We can save her.”

“I can still hear the ticking. It never stopped. Same as my heart beat. No matter how much I drink, it’s there,” he whispered.

Her heart broke again. She reached out instinctively. He flinched when her hand hit his shoulder, he wasn’t used to her being here. He wasn’t used to anyone being with him. She flinched at the same time. For the first time she realised what he’d been living through. She felt everything he’d ever felt.

“You don’t need the madman who hears his own heart. You can do it with out me.”

“If it weren’t for you, none of us would be alive right now.”

He shrugged, leaning against the counter. He took another drink from the bottle. She sat down on top of the counter, a silent attempt to show that she wouldn’t leave unless he was with her.

Eventually he left. He went about his day, whispering under his breath every so often. He came into the kitchen a few times, almost surprised when he saw her there. It took her hours to realise that he didn’t know she was real. He must have been seeing them for years, plaguing him.
—  KJS // Excerpt from the book I’ll never write #81
Here For You! (Delitoonz)(CartoonzxDelirious)(yaoi)

((this is my first delitoonz story i have ever wrote about for them, so hopefully you like the story, enjoy ;__; i tried))

Jonathan was laying on his bed, relaxing. he was under his sheets, watching the ceiling. it was 2 am, he wanted to sleep but he couldn’t. he couldn’t stop thinking. its times like these he wants his brain to shut up. but it was also showing him images, of everything. he turns. “fuck” he groans, sitting up. he wasn’t going to get any sleep, any time soon. he was now sitting, bringing his blanket cover knees to his chest, hugging them.

thoughts ran through his head. of his family. of his friends. of him. who’s him? it was his best friend Luke. they’ve been friends for so long. he smiles softly, but then he frowns. he misses him. he misses him a lot. but then again, they lived very far away. then he remember the moment before he had got off his computer to sleep. a moment he wished never happened. something that made his heart numb thinking about.

“alright, today we’re going to be playing some death-run!” Evan stated, getting a remark from Tyler. “and then the owl-boy falls and dies” everyone was giggling, Evan was also chuckling. “whatever piggy” Jonathan giggles, he was there with Evan, Tyler, Marcel, and Luke.
“alright ladies, let’s go” Luke grins. Jonathan blushes, he was glad to hear that voice, that beautiful voice. then Tyler said a remark that made Jonathan stopped. “you’re just saying that because you’re too busy probably sucking Delirious off” Tyler stated. Jonathan was blushing, good thing nobody can see it.
“oh fuck off, i ain’t gay” Luke stated, everyone laughed. everyone except for Jonathan. Jonathan was now silent. he was silent to hearing Luke say that. he was feeling for the older male and now hearing this shattered him completely.
“Delirious, you okay man?” Marcel asked. “i have to go” Jonathan stated. “why?” Evan asked, “i just have to go i’m sorry” he shuts off his computer, not even caring about saving it right now.
-end of flashback-

tears slid down his cheeks, sitting there. he had gotten some texts from Marcel and Evan, but he mainly got texts from Luke even calls. but he answered to none. then he jumps, hearing a crash of thunder outside. he watches from his window as rain fell heavily. he frowns. he got out of bed, slipping on a tank-top, jeans, sneakers and his famous blue hoodie. he didn’t bother with his mask, slipping his phone in his pocket as he left.

Jonathan steps outside after locking the door. he then turn, stepping in the rain. he signs, the rain hitting him with hard drops. but then he starts walking, his hands in his pockets. he walks, the rain was helping him relax. as soon as he had started walking, he was already soaked. he felt very cold but he continues walking for a bit. as he walks, he noticed some headlights coming to him. then the car slowly came to a shrieking halt.

“Jonathan what the fucking hell are you doing out here?!?” Luke stated, he was on his way to see him to see if he was okay but then he saw him walking soaked. Jonathan was quite surprised by this. he didn’t expect Luke to drive all the way from his house to see him. then he remembered again the whole chat thing and gave a fake smile. “o-oh well um, just, going for a friendly walk?” Luke wasn’t buying it. he knew him too well.

“bullshit, get in the car, i’m taking you home-” Luke stated, looking at his friend but froze when he saw, even in the pouring rain, Jonathan was crying. “a-are you crying?” Jonathan looked taken back. like it surprised him. then he shook his head but as he looks down, a broken sob let him. “n-no, i’m fine” he turns, walking off, wanting to get away from Luke, to get away from anything. he walks quickly, hugging himself.

“Jonathan!” a hand gripped his wrist. Luke had gotten out of his car after parking and locking it, rushed out to chase his friend, he was also soaked to the bone now. “look, talk to me, fuck i’m worried about you” Jonathan was trying not to bring, but more tears fell to blend in the rain on his face. “i-i’m fine-” but the other cut the younger male off. “fucking hell, Jon, talk to me, what’s wrong?” Luke asked, worried and frustrated that he wasn’t answering him.

Jonathan couldn’t take it, the burning in his chest. the pain, it was too much. he turns, shuts his eyes tightly as he shouted. “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!?” Luke snapped, he grabs the other’s wrists pinning him to a huge tree near him. “WHAT I WANT IS YOU JON!” Jonathan’s eyes shot open, shocked, a dark blush painted his cheeks to his ears. “w…what?” he manages to speak, feeling like his throat is very dry.

Luke didn’t say a word. he instead, leaned in and captures his lips in a kiss. Jonathan was shocked, blushing darker to this. he felt like he was melting, melting in this. he slowly close his eyes, letting his lips move with his. Luke slowly free his wrists. Jonathan slowly slid his arms around the taller male’s neck as he places his hands on the smaller male’s waist, holding him close but still against the tree. Jonathan felt like he was on cloud 9.

Luke broke the kiss slowly, breathless a bit. Jonathan pants softly, blushing mess, shaking a bit. “w-why did you….” Luke signed. “look about what happened on the chat, about what i said, none of that was true, i only said it to make Tyler shut up” the smaller male was shocked by this. “b-but you sounded convincing to me Luke” the taller male frowns, seeing the sadness in his eyes. “look, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean for that to hurt you, i really didn’t” Luke held him close to his warm body. “please forgive me Jon” Jonathan blushes hard, flushed against his body. slowly he hugs back, nuzzles his head against his chest. “prove it”

“heh?” Luke looked down at the man in his arms. Jonathan didn’t look up but it was clear, he wasn’t sad anymore. “prove it, prove you’re sorry” the other raise a eyebrow but then he smirks darkly. “come with me” then they slowly went to Luke’s car. slowly they got into the back of the car after locking it again. Luke had Jonathan pinned in the back, kissing him which the smaller male was kissing him back, his hands cupping his face. Luke’s hands were in his soft brown hair as Jonathan held the other’s face, kissing him. they kissed, making out for a bit.

Jonathan opened his mouth, letting Luke’s tongue explore his entire mouth, their tongues wrestle together. Jonathan made some cute moaning noises, hoping the other didn’t hear him. but no luck as the taller male smirks, kissing him more, both holding each other close. slowly they broke the kissing, panting against each other’s mouths, blushing. “does that prove it?” Luke asked, which Jonathan nods, kisses his forehead. “yes” he pulls back to sit up.

Jonathan then started trembling bad from the cold, wanting to keep the other’s warm body against his. Luke then took his hand, kisses it. ‘i love you Jonathan" Luke stated. Jonathan blushes and smiles. “i love you too Luke” Luke pulls him to sit up. “lets get you home and dried off, mind if i spend the night?” he asked. the other smiles, nodding. “sure” the older male grins. “maybe if you give me some cuddles and more kisses” the younger male stated. he nods. “always” they adjust, getting into the front. Luke starts the car, driving slowly, Jonathan’s head on his shoulder, hands holding hands tightly as they got back to Jonathan’s place.