i want to steal your heart too

Evermore is the most gorgeous song that rips your heart out and makes you feel all the FEELS!!

- Josh Groban’s version is absolutely wonderful 

- I literally can’t comprehend how he stole an angels voice and made it even better 

- You can really appreciate the depth and strength of his voice like damn 

- I get Phantom of the Opera vibes and can totally see the song in both 

- Thank you my enchanting siren 


- This one literally makes me clench my heart in pain 

- At the end of the song I’m on the verge of tears 

- You can truly feel how much she has affected him and he can never let her go inside his heart 

- But he does because he is selfless as fuck and wants her happiness before anyone’s 

- It just has so much emotion especially the last lyrics like I’m bawling just writing this 

- Forever in love with you my Beauty 


I was the one who had it all
I was the master of my fate
I never needed anybody in my life
I learned the truth too late

I’ll never shake away the pain
I close my eyes but she’s still there
I let her steal into my melancholy heart
It’s more than I can bear

Now I know she’ll never leave me
Even as she runs away
She will still torment me, calm me, hurt me
Move me, come what may

Wasting in my lonely tower
Waiting by an open door
I’ll fool myself she’ll walk right in
And be with me for evermore

I rage against the trials of love
I curse the fading of the light
Though she’s already flown so far beyond my reach
She’s never out of sight

Now I know she’ll never leave me
Even as she fades from view
She will still inpire me, be a part of
Everything I do

Wasting in my lonely tower
Waiting by an open door
I’ll fool myself she’ll walk right in

And as the long, long nights begin
I’ll think of all that might have been
Waiting here for evermore!

Originally posted by partofyourtaleasoldastime

Originally posted by poissonxquad

Time to float - Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Title: Time to float

Pairing: Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Warnings: None

Prompts: If you’re taking requests for Bill Skarsgård can you write one where the reader is a famous actress and also little Jackson Scott’s big sister (the kid who plays Georgie) so she attends the premiere with him wearing a stunning dress as usual, she meets Bill who is awestruck bc hes a huge fan with a massive crush on her, the kids who played in the movie myb tease him a little bit, and she’s flattered and thinks hes adorable idk i like this idea 
YN is Jackson older sister and Bill is her fan!so when he finds out he tries his best to get Jackson to introduce them,and when he does,Jackson can’t help and teels big sis that Bill has a crush on her and he’s just super adorkable to admit! later they all say that on an interview,and the kids love to make fun of them

“Jackson please don’t run! Be careful, sweetie, you’re gonna-” you stopped yourself when you heard you little brother giggle and you realized what you’d just said “Oh gosh I am turning into mom!” you breathed out, eyes wide.

Your little brother ran back to you, wrapping his small arms around your legs and you looked down to be met with his adorable smile “Yes you are! But I am always going to love you the most! More than mom and dad, and more than anyone else in the world!” he said and you giggled.

“And you will always be the number one man in my heart, JR!” you leaned down to pick him up and kiss his cheek as he wrapped his arms around your neck with a big smile.

“Even before dad?” he asked and you grinned, nodding your head.

“But we’re not gonna tell him that, because it’s gonna break his heart.” you pouted, and he giggled.

“You bet it will!” your father piped in, saying with a serious nod and you laughed with Jackson as he kissed your cheek before going to help your mother.

“And… even more than him?” he said with what was supposed to be a smirk on his face and you chuckled, tickling his belly.

“You sly little tease!” you grinned as he squirmed in your arms “Alright, maybe I really do like him a little bit but-”

He rolled his eyes so dramatically at you and shook his head “A lot!”

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prettiestmess  asked:

Oh my God, could you do a top 10 for Michiru's outfits? I feel like they tried so hard to make her a fashion plate (as she well she should be) but were so often stymied by the 90s-ness of it all. I'd love to see what you chose.

The real question is, how will I narrow it down to only ten?? Michiru’s style is so hard to pin down because sometimes it works flawlessly and sometimes it’s hard to justify, in-universe, why she would ever choose to wear what she is wearing. (Thanks again to @sailorcivilian and @fukufashion for their comprehensive representation of Sailor Moon outfits!)

10. The 1940s called. They said you look really good in that dress, feel free to keep wearing it.

9. It is written in ink that this shawl may never cover more than one (1) shoulder at any given time.

8. (”coming soon to own on videocassette” voice) She may have a tiny bow and a tiny backpack, but she’s got a big heart.

7. They told me I could be anything I wanted, so I became the ocean

6. Wearing formal gloves and a pencil skirt to the racetrack just seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

5. There are two kinds of people: those who say “you can never have too much denim on your body,” and liars

4. On the back, these shirts say “If found, please return to Michiru”/”I am Michiru”

3. The stylish yet practical baby-stealing ensemble

2. The dress that is responsible for putting many a young boy through early puberty

1. Look. I think there must be a story behind this one. I think this used to be a favorite tunic of Michiru’s; the pale lavender with the white belt is simple but charming. One day she was painting another one of her space whales, and Haruka yelled something from the kitchen about the shrimp paella leftovers in the fridge. In the one uncalculated move she had ever made in her life, she turned around and lowered her brush, leaving a short streak of dark blue on her dress. She tried everything; cold water, rubbing alcohol, Haruka’s Tide-to-Go stick, but she could still see a faint line where the space-colored paint was. Haruka would insist she couldn’t tell there was a stain, but Michiru would always know, and she couldn’t live like that. The next day, she bought a bottle of fabric dye. If she couldn’t remove the accidental stain, then she would make it an intentional one. She wears it as an act of defiance, a warning to the universe that Michiru Kaioh is not one to be defeated.


i want to hold your hand → a stenbrough playlist about simply being in love.

absolutely cuckoo - the magnetic fields / bright - echosmith / everybody’s trying to steal your heart - fast romantics / hey, soul sister - train / i dare you - the xx / i’m yours - jason mraz / i want to hold your hand - the beatles / the luckiest guy on the lower east side - the magnetic fields / nothing matters when we’re dancing - the magnetic fields / perfect - john cale / say you won’t let go - james arthur / sugar, sugar - the archies / there’s too much love - belle & sebastian / tonight you’re perfect - new politics / you! me! dancing! - los campesinos!

[images from pinterest]

hello, sweetpea! welcome to my mobile masterlist. thank you for checking out my writing, and i hope you have a lovely day/night wherever you are ♡

faq / recs / updatesretired writings

updated: october 24, 2017

newest: roulette.

✿ - fluff | ☀︎ - comedy | ⚑ - angst | ❥ - favorite

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✎ gaffe | 1.4k ; slice of life au ; ✿ ⚑

accidentally texting your ex is never good… right?

✎ usha | 2.4k ; hogwarts au ; ✿

knock knock. who’s there? two idiots who are in love with each other.

✎ seigneur-terraces | 1.1k ; coffee shop au ; ✿

he’s basically like a cup of coffee: hot and bitter.

✎ jilt | 1.5k ; slice of life au ; ⚑

forever was only temporary.

✎ yêu | 2.1k ; slice of life au ; ✿ ❥

you don’t have to say i love you to say i love you.

✎ cerise | 2.2k ; college au ; ✿ ☀︎

third time’s the charm, right?

✎ dipsomania | 1.6k ; slice of life au ; ⚑

you forgot what intoxication felt like, and so did he.

✎ oodal | 1k ; hogwarts au ; ✿

the woes of being wandless and unable to reach the higher shelves.

✎ craic | 1.3k ; restaurant au ; ✿

who even needs that many napkins?

✎ metanoia | 5.2k ; hogwarts au ; ⚑ ✿

things get interesting when the good girl falls for the bad boy.

✎ ukiyo | 1.4k ; slice of life au ; ✿ ⚑ ❥

you can never truly forget him.

✎ gauche | 1.4k ; college au ; ✿

waking up to a one night stand doesn’t seem as great as it did last night.

✎ imbroglio | 4.4k ; office au ; ✿ ☀︎ ❥

the first impression is always important. but so is the second.

✎ maelstrom | 2.1k ; college au ; ✿

you don’t know if you want to hit him or kiss him.

✎ accismus | 6.3k ; slice of life au ; ⚑ ✿ ❥

  one. two. three. four. [ complete ]

you didn’t truly understand happiness until you met him.

✎ heimat | 1.3k ; slice of life au ; ⚑ ✿

home is where the heart is.

✎ frisson | 1.2k ; college au ; ✿

desperate times call for desperate measures. like suddenly kissing a really cute boy.

✎ saudade | 3.6k ; slice of life au ; ✿ ⚑ ❥

please don’t forget me.

the universe of us | 21.1k ; dream au ; ⚑ ✿ ❥

[ feat. jeon jungkook ]

“I love you.” — “I know.”

✎ solace | 2k ; coming of age au ; ⚑ ✿

sometimes, all you really need is someone who listens.

✎ fallacy | 1.1k ; hogwarts au ; ✿ ❥

he’s probably more oblivious than gilderoy lockhart.

✎ mischance | 1.6k ; neighbors au ; ✿ ☀︎

accidentally punching your new neighbor isn’t the best way to introduce yourself.

✎ vemod | 2.2k ; friends with benefits au ; ⚑

how do you fall in love with someone you don’t even know?

sobriquet | 3.1k ; college au ; ✿ ☀︎

he’s declared himself your honey bunny chunkie wunkie and who are you to deny him?

the universe of us | 21.1k ; dream au ; ⚑ ✿ ❥

[ feat. kim taehyung ]

“I love you.” — “I know.”

✎ roulette | 1.2k ; assassin au ; ⚑

he loves me, click, he loves me not, bang.

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C O L L A B O R A T I O N • S E R I E S

for more detail about each collab, click here.

angel / demon au [ complete ]

noun: an agent that provokes or speeds significant change or action.

» rys’s stories { dreamscript }

✎ hunt [ hoseok ] ; ⚑

living off of angel wings and feathers is hard if those are all you have.

✎ soul [ jimin ] ; ✿

you’ve never really had angelic tendencies and jimin’s never really encouraged them; he is, after all, a demon.

✎ fire [ seokjin ] ; ✿ ⚑

another side, another story.

» cat’s stories { taesthetes }

✎ animus [ taehyung ] ; ✿

it was hatred at first sight.

✎ amour [ jungkook ] ; ✿ ❥

to love would be committing the greatest sin.

 » fae’s stories { zephyoongist }

✎ unbroken [ yoongi ] ; ⚑ ✿

in a world where demons and angels are hunted for the price of their wings by humans, will there ever be a chance for a hopeless love─precisely between the hunter and the hunted?

✎ wait for it (m) [ namjoon ] ; ✿ ⚑

at first sight, kim namjoon is a man you know not to fuck with. but then again, who wouldn’t have an ego the size of a sun when they’ve built an entire empire under the name of kim corps that made billions and known worldwide?

holiday / college au [ complete ]

noun: lit. “joy of living” ; a feeling of happiness and excitement about life, and the carefree enjoyment, ebullience, and zest of living it

» rys’s stories { dreamscript }

✎ serendipity [ namjoon ] ; ✿

meeting you was an accident. however, namjoon sees it as a positive moment in his life, even though he’d accidentally made a mess of the storage room in the process.

✎ cover up [ jimin ] ; ✿

holidays are a mess. so are you. so are your friends. and so is jimin (especially him).

» cat’s stories { taesthetes }

✎ caprice [ jungkook ] ; ✿ ☀︎ ❥

is he or is he not your boyfriend?

✎ saccharine [ taehyung ] ; ✿

all i want for christmas is you.

» fae’s stories { zephyoongist }

 ✎ under the mistletoe (m) [ yoongi+hoseok ] ; ✿

it all started with ugly sweaters, a mistletoe, a brooding min yoongi and a too eager jung hoseok.

» story written by all of us ♡

✎ ardor [ seokjin ] ; ✿

add two cups of flour, half a cup of sugar, and a whole lot of hidden feelings.

mobile masterpost. police au [ in progress ]

Let’s commit the perfect crime; I steal your heart, and you steal mine.

» rochelle’s stories { gukstudio }

in the midnight hour [ jungkook ] ; ⚑ ✿

A part of Jeongguk wishes he had gone to KFC instead. Otherwise he may not have seen you at McDonald’s at 10 P.M. while he’s supposed to be on duty.

✎ tba [ jimin ]

✎ tba [ namjoon ]

» cat’s stories { taesthetes }

lovers’ paradox [ yoongi ] ; ☀︎ ⚑ ✿

Every time he gloats over you, you just want to punch him in the face to shut him up. With your fist or maybe with your mouth. You still aren’t quite sure which one to use yet. Possibly both.

✎ sugar-coated confessions [ taehyung ]

✎ double-cross (my heart and hope to die) [ hoseok ]

» story written by both of us ♡

✎ tba [ seokjin ]

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D R A B B L E • G A M E S

✎ drabble game one | tag ; complete

✎ drabble game two | tag ; complete

The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller, but for want of an understanding ear.
—  Stephen King
prompts // suggestions

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Don’t be afraid to suggest your own prompt! it does not have to be from this list!!!!

i do most any ship. please include ship or parring when you ask.

ALSO if you want to include a plot pleasssee do.

lots of credit to this wonderful person for helping me and giving me ideas and prompts for this list.

  1. “What the fuck, man? Get off of me!”
  2. “I swear to god, I’ll rip your skin off if you touch him/her/them again.”
  3. “Where do you think you’re going?” “Who are you, my mom?”
  4. “Don’t walk away from this!” “From what?” “THIS”
  5. I never stood a chance, did I.” “You did. Once.”
  6. “You’re one insult away from starting a war.”
  7. “Want to see what kind of trouble we can get into?”
  8. “Oh god, we’re gonna die aren’t we?”
  9. “You think I’m cute when I’m angry? Well, bitch, I’m about to be motherfUCKING GORGEOUS!”
  10. “Make me feel something. Anything.”
  11. “No, listen to me.”
  12. “I don’t know if I can keep going like this.”
  13. “Do you ever stop talking?”
  14. “Everyone has a breaking point.”
  15. “I’m not a fucking brick. I have emotions.”
  16. “Stay here, I’m gonna go get help.”
  17. “Holy shit, that’s a lot of blood.”
  18. “It happened again. It keeps happening again.”
  19. “So what you bitter piece of fuck? I’m nasty, lewd, I swear every third fucking word, and I’m a better person than you. Oh, that burns doesn’t it? That a piece of shit like me is more moral and good and pure than you can ever be?”
  20. “I’m giving you/him/her/them everything I have and It’s not enough. That’s fucking bullshit.”
  21. “Your stretchmarks are fucking awesome. They look like lightning bolts on your ass.”
  22. “Sorry.” “Stop apologizing so much.” “Sorry- fuck!”
  23. “I’ve got you. You’re okay. It’s okay. I’ve got you.”
  24. “Shut up!” “Make me!”
  25. “It was over when you said goodbye.”
  26. “Wanna make out?”
  27. “God, I hate everything about this place.”
  28. “Isn’t it so painfully obvious that I’m in love with you?”
  29. “Words just aren’t working right now.”
  30. “Don’t die.”
  31. “No. I’m not letting you tattoo me.” “But you lost!“ 
  32. "Did you steal that?” “Maybe” “Jesus Christ”
  33. “So wait, you did what to me?”
  34. “Too bad you didn’t listen to me when I warned you”
  35. “You don’t know me” “But I want to know you and you won’t let me!" 
  36. "You should’ve loved me when you had the chance”
  37. “Fucking read my lips, I don’t love you so stop talking to me.”
  38. “You’re the whole package, except without THE package.”
  39. “Maybe people would like you more if you didn’t fuck everything up”
  40. “Stop wearing your heart on your sleeve, you look like a desperate slut.”
  41. “I love you” - “Yes, I love me too.”
  42. “You hate rumors, but you’re spreading them? That doesn’t make any sense to me.”
  43. “Do you ever stop feeling sorry for yourself?”
  44. “Okay, stop, you’re beautiful, telling yourself you aren’t is ugly.”
  45. “why are you wearing a dress?” “Because fuck you that's why.”
  47. “Are you okay?” “Not really, but I'm fine.”
  48. “All that blood looks good on you. It really brings out your eyes.”
  49. “Literally everything about this is illegal.”
  50. “I love when someone insults me. It gives me permission to be a dick.”
  51. “Right now I don’t know if I should kiss you or push you off a bridge.” “Can I pick?”
  52. “You’re a psychopath.” “I prefer creative.”
  53. “I’d tell you to be yourself, but that almost got us killed last time.”
  54. “Good morning, I see the assassins have failed.”
  55. “On a scale of one to ten, how bad do you think it would be if-” “at least a twenty.”
  56. “Tell me I’m going to die. Tell me the sun is going to explode. Tell me the world is ending and there’s nothing I can do about it. Because if I hear it’s going to be okay one more time I will scream.”
  57. “You made your choice, I made mine. Just because you cant live with yours does not mean you should shame me for living with mine.”
  58. “I heard that!” “You were supposed to!”
  59. “Oh my God, you’d struggle to pour water out of a boot with the instructions on the heel.”
  60. “Don’t you have to be a dick somewhere else?” “Not until four.”
  61. “This isn’t a guilt trip; I just want to know if I’m a bother or not.”
  62. “I’m not a thief, I’m just really good at acquiring things that aren’t mine.”
  63. “I didn’t do it.” “Then why are you laughing?” “Because whoever did do it is a fucking genius.”
  64. “I have a plan.” “Is it a good one?” “I have a plan.”
  65. “I’m way too sober for this.”
  66. “Why are your hands purple?” “That’s a very good question.”
  67. “It’s okay, you don’t have to love me.”
  68. “No one can see you cry in the rain.”
  69. “You’re not scared?” “I’ve had worse nightmares about failing AP Chem.”
  70. “You gotta stop doing that.” “What?” “Saying things that make me want to kiss you.”
  71. “What’s our exit strategy?” “Our what?” “Oh God, we’re all gonna die.”
  72. “Children shouldn’t play with guns.” “Who said I was playing?”
  73. “I’ve come to kill you.” “Well, then we’ve got a problem. I didn’t come to die.”
  74. “We can’t be together. Get over me.” “How can I get over someone who’s my whole world.”
  75. “I had a really weird sex dream about you and I don’t know how to feel about it.”
  76. “Do you think they’ll notice we left?”
  77. “On a scale from 1-10, how hard do you want me to hit you?”
  78. “You see the problem is, if I kissed you, I don’t know if I’d be able to stop.”
  79. “I wish I was sorry, but I don’t regret any of it.”
  80. “Hold up- just stop- just- what are you actually doing? It’s 2 AM.”
  81. “Why don’t you care that everyone hates you?” “None of them hate me more than I do.”
  82. “You/He/She/They took everything from me, and now I’ve got nothing to lose. So, yeah, I’d be fucking scared.”
  83. “When was the last time you got a full night of sleep.”
  84. “How did you talk me into this?”
  85. “Trust me, I wish I could stop thinking.”
  86. “I’d kick his ass, but I’d only have mine handed to me.”
  87. “Fuck me gently with a chainsaw, do I look like Mother Teresa”
  88. “Don’t touch me.”
  89. “Are you wearing makeup?”
  90. “You’re a freak.”
  91. “What the hell is that?”
  92. “I’m good, how are you?” “That’s probably the biggest lie I’ve ever heard.”
  93. “What are you afraid of?” “Literally all of this!”
  94. “Wait, why are you crying?”
  95. “I’m gonna cut your dick off and show it to you.”
  96. “I can’t sneak out! Have you met my parents/mother/father?”
  97. “Why are we doing this at 3AM?”
  98. “You frequently appear in my nightmares.”
  99. “I never really understood you.”
  100. “This has got to be the most bullshit thing I have ever done.”
Let Us Know (PolyHamilsquad x reader)

A/N: Hello, my lovely wonderfuls! Here is my first (of many) polyhamilsquad story! I just realized I never put what character I’m writing about in the title (whoops). I apologize, I know I appreciate that when other (more talented) writers do that, so I’ll try keep that up. Anyways, I had lots of fun writing this and I really hope you all enjoy it! As always thank you, thank you, thank you for reading! And I hope you all have a day as wonderful and lovely as you are! Oh! And the song used in this fic is Back At One By Brian McKnight :)


You loved Sunday mornings. They were your favorite day of the week. Mostly because it was all your boys day off and you all got to sleep late. You loved waking up wrapped up with all your boys. It never failed to make you smile and fill you with joy.

This particular Sunday morning you were woken up by Johns soft lips pressing gentle kisses to your neck. You smile with your eyes still closed and run your fingers through his hair.

He looks up at you a smile gracing his sweet freckled face.

“Good morning lover girl, you’re looking beautiful as always,” he says nuzzling your neck and giving you more kisses.

You giggle and shake your head.

“I don’t think I look beautiful at all, but thank you,” you pull his face to yours and place a soft kiss of your own on his lips.

Lafayette starts stir beside you, “I want morning kisses too, ma petit colombe.”
You smile and turn to him.

“Well, Johnny here decided to steal his morning kisses from me.”

John nods pecking your cheek as you smile. Laf looks serious in thought, before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you towards him.

“I guess, I’ll have to steal mine too,” he says placing kisses all over your face.

“Gil,” you giggle.

He smiles down at you, and places a long, toe curling kiss on your lips. He pulls away when John clears his throat. Laf looks at John.

“You want on too, ma douce?”

John nods and Laf gives him kiss just like yours. They pull apart and you can see the love in their eyes and it makes your heart swell.

“Don’t mind me boys, I’m just going to move out of the way,” you say jokingly, trying to scoot out from between them. Before you can really get anywhere, Lafs hands are on your hips again, holding you still.

“Non, mon ange, we’re not done with you yet.”

You look from him to John and see their matching smirks and purse your lips.

“Are you sure you don’t want to wake up the other boys?” you ask, thinking the suggestion might distract them.

“We will, in just a few minutes,” Laf says as he starts kissing your neck and John kisses that ticklish spot on your ribs.

You start to squirm, trying to move. When you hear Alex begin to stir.

“Alex, honey, good morning. Look, boys Alex is awake,” you say and they both cease for a moment and chuckle.

“Are you bothering our dear (Y/N) already?”

“Non, mon amour, we’re stealing morning kisses,” Laf says while wiggling his eyebrows at Alex.

“Well, in that case,” and without warning Alex jumps over John and is on top of you within seconds.

“Alex,” you say in a warning tone.

“Yes, my love?” he asks a smirk at his lips as he leans over you.

“Don’t you think I should go make breakfast?”

“Of course, right after I steal my morning kisses,” and with that his lips are on yours.

He places a passionate kiss on your lips and then a gentle kiss, before moving down to your collar bone. Meanwhile, John and Laf had taken to kissing your hands and wrists. Leaving you no way of escape.

“Boys I think you’ve stolen more than enough,” you say breathlessly.

“Are you sure, mon ange?”

“I disagree baby girl.”

“Nope, not nearly enough, my love.”

You sigh, your only hope was Hercules. You start trying to tap him with your foot. You do so a few times and he starts to stir.

“Herc, my darling, would you mind helping me?”

He lifts his head to see your predicament and chuckles before sitting up.

“Alright, my loves, leave the cupcake alone.”

They all give a slight pout, as Herc helps you out of their hold, holding you to his chest. You smile up at him.

“Now, what’s going on?”

“We were stealing morning kisses,” John says wrapping his arms around Alex, while he reaches for Laf.

Herc laughs, “stealing morning kisses huh?”

He looks at you and you nod seriously. “Don’t you know you’re supposed to ask a lady for a kiss? Watch and learn.”

Herc turns his attention back to you and clears his throat.

“My darling, beautiful lady, may I have the pleasure of receiving a morning kiss?” You giggle before responding.

“Of course my darling,” you giggle, placing a hand to his cheek as you kiss him slowly and sweetly, silently thanking him for his rescue.

You both pull apart smiling, and look at the rest of your boys when you hear a throat clear. You see all three of them on one knee on the bed, with their right hands over their hearts and their left out towards you.

“My darling, beautiful lady, may I have the pleasure of receiving a morning kiss?” they all recite in together. You laugh and look at Herc, signaling him to let you down.

“Since you all asked so nicely,” you approach each of them giving them quick kisses on the lips barely slipping out of Alexander’s grasp.

They all give you pout, while you stand behind Herc.

“Darling, will you keep them distracted while I go make breakfast?

“Anything for you cupcake,” you kiss Hercs cheek and make your way to the kitchen. You hear a few sad groans before a burst of laughter from the bedroom.

You smile as you begin breakfast, this was really your favorite day. You loved spending time with your boys, and this was actually somewhat rare.

Your boys worked so hard, it was difficult to have this type of quality time all together. But, you usually had at least one of them around, so it didn’t bother you too much. You always reveled in these days though, these perfect blissful days.

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Soon your favorite days were gone. At first it wasn’t that bad, but within a month it was like they all got twice as busy as before. Even your Sundays were no longer waking up late and spending the day together.

Now there was always one of them gone and you hated it, but you rationalized with yourself. It was their work, it was just because they had to work that was all.

Their usual attentiveness had dwindled. In the morning you woke up with your boys and made them breakfast, and lunches (they had a tendency to forget to eat). Instead of sweet, sometimes lingering kisses, you got a quick peck on the cheek or forehead as they made their way out the door.

Again, you told yourself that they were just consumed with work. They weren’t purposely putting you on the back burner. You reassured yourself daily, you knew they loved you. They had told you and shown you countless times. They loved you, they did.

Two months went by and it was still much of the same. You would tell yourself everyday, it’s just because of work. They had time consuming jobs.

Lafayette was a heart surgeon, Alex and John were lawyers, and Herc was a clothing designer. Laf was called into work at random times, of course you could understand how tired he was. Alex and John were both top lawyers at their firm, of course they want to stay there, you could understand their stress.

Herc was one of the best designers in New York, not to mention the country, and he had to travel to make sure things were done properly. Of course you understood, he made beautiful clothing, they were his own masterpieces, he wanted them done right.

All of this you understood and took into consideration. Everytime you got a peck instead of a kiss, a wave instead of an embrace, a quick ‘sure’ instead of an ‘of course, my love’. Everytime you got a brush off quickly because they had more important things to do.

You reminded yourself that they had hard jobs and that they worked hard. You didn’t need to take anything personally. But, it was getting harder and harder to do. You were a nurse at a pediatricians office and maybe your work wasn’t as hard as theirs, but you still made time for them.

You always made sure they ate during the day, sometimes forgetting to eat yourself. You always tried to make sure they got enough sleep, especially Alexander. You made sure they knew how much you loved them. Was it so bad to want that in return?

Your patience and understanding was starting to wear thin. You had had a really shitty day. The office had been busier than normal and full of sick children. Several of which had puked and or peed on you. There was constant screaming, and even some unfortunate hair pulling.

You had a pulsing headache, your feet were killing you, and you smelt unpleasant. All you wanted was a long shower, food, and sleep.

When you arrived home, you could see all of your boys were home. On your way into your home, you could hear Alex yelling at someone over the phone. John seemed to be looking over some files and Laf and Herc seemed to be talking in the kitchen.

You stood their for a few minutes waiting for a ‘welcome home’ or some type of acknowledgement. Much to your dismay there came none. You made your way to the bedroom, but before you were all the way there, Laf finally noticed you were home.

“There she is! We’ve been waiting for you,” he says smiling. “We’re going out in celebration of our Hercules being home. Go get ready so we can go.”

The thought of going out right now made you want cringe. You were so tired, physically and emotionally. You felt almost empty with all you’ve given these past months.

“I’m sorry boys, I just don’t feel up to it, but you guys go and have fun.”

They all look disappointed, including Alex, who had finally gotten off the phone.

“Come on (Y/N), it’ll be fun. Just get ready real quick,” Alex says looking at you like you were being slightly ridiculous.

“Please, we haven’t spent quality time together in a while, go get ready and we’ll wait,” John says in a sweet tone that makes you want to cry and yell at the same time. Where have you been??

“No, boys really I’m sorry, I’ve had a long day and just want to shower and go to sleep.”

“How about you shower and then we can go, I know you’ve had a long day, but don’t you want to spend time with us,” Alex tells you somewhat accusingly. The other boys looking at you for an answer.

And it’s the final straw, you had been patient, and sweet and understanding for two months. And now they were turning this on you? As if you’re the one neglecting them, as if you hadn’t waited up for them and then woken up with them to make sure they got to work and home okay. As if you hadn’t been taking the bare minimum of affection from them for two months!

“You know what, I know we haven’t spent time together. You want to know how I know? For the past two months, I’ve made sure all of you were okay, and eating, and cared about, whether you were here or at work or traveling.” You look at all them pointedly, trying to keep your tears at bay.

“I have waited up and gotten up for all of you everyday, made sure you had everything you needed,” you close your eyes and take a breath. “You know what I’ve gotten these past two months?” you look at each of them, they all look somewhat shocked at your outburst. “I’ve gotten quick pecks and half assed acknowledgments.”

“I know you all work hard and you’re all amazing at what you do. Usually you do make time for me and I appreciate the time I do get, but these past two months,” you take a breath as the tears starts to spill over your cheeks. “It’s just, it would be nice not to feel so empty once in awhile. I love you all so much but lately I feel like I’m just giving, and giving, and giving, and I’m left with nothing! I’ve tried to be understanding and patient, but I can’t do it anymore. And you know what I shouldn’t have to!”

They all stare at you guilt and sorrow on their faces, they look so distraught. And you feel instantly guilty.

“Baby girl…”

“My love…”

“Mon ange..”


They have tears brimming in their eyes and you hate that you caused it. No matter how upset you were with them, you didn’t want them to hurt.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. It’s not your fault. I know it’s not, you’re all so good at what you do and I know you love your work. I’m just tired, that’s all.” They start to approach you, but you step back. “I’m fine, I promise. I’m just gonna go for a drive for a bit. You guys go out and have a nice dinner, okay?” You turn and walk out the door without waiting for a reply.

The boys try to stop you, but by the time they get to the door, you’re already gone. They go back inside and decide to wait for your return.

After two hours had passed they grew worried.

“She’ll come back, right?” John asks his other lovers.

“Of course she will, she loves us remember,” Herc tells him hugging him to his chest. Although the same fear was growing in the pit of his stomach

Alex looks less sure as he paces, hoping that you’re not crying on the road and his heart aching to be near you.

Lafayette is sitting on the couch, his knee bouncing, thinking of all the places you might go. And it hits him, the Schuylers! They were your best friends.

“I’m going to call Angelica and see if she’s heard from her,” the other boys nod their heads frantically.

“Angie, please tell me mon ange is with you….”

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You drove around for thirty minutes before stopping at the Schuylers. You hated coming over unannounced, but you weren’t ready to go home and you were so tired.

You knocked on the door and tried to make yourself look presentable.

Peggy opened the door, took one look at you, pulled you in and called her sisters.
Eliza and Angelica came into the living room and immediately embraced you.

“(Y/N), what happened?” Angelica asks, brushing hair out of your face.

You try to hold back your tears, but they break free and fall down your cheeks. Eliza hugs you close and lets you cry on her shoulder until you’ve calmed.

After a few minutes, Peggy hands you some tissues and you thank her. You take a few deep breaths and tell them all what happened. How the past two months that the boys were so busy and you felt so lonely, how you tried to power through it, and how when you finally had all of them together you had an outburst that just ended up making everyone feel bad, including yourself.

“Okay, while we can all understand that they have time consuming jobs, that doesn’t mean they stop making time for you.”

“But Angie”-

“No, she’s right (Y/N). You shouldn’t feel any remorse about the way you feel in your heart. That’s not something you can control,” Eliza tells you holding your gaze.

Peggy nods in agreement before adding on.

“And you shouldn’t keep all of your emotions bottled up, if they’re doing something that hurts your feelings or makes you angry you need to say so.”

You nod knowing all of them are right, but the guilt still doesn’t dissipate.

“I need to get back home and talk to them,” you say getting up, but Angelica pulls you back down.

“You definitely need to talk to them, but it can wait until tomorrow.”

When you try protest both Eliza and Peggy shake their heads at you.

“You’re tired and emotionally drained, you need some time to refresh yourself.”

“And it’s okay to let them sweat a little bit, you do a lot for them,” Peggy says giving you a wink.

You laugh and shake your head.

“I need to tell them where I am, I don’t want them to freak out.”

“We’ll take care of it,” Angie says taking your phone from you. You knew better than to argue with her.

“Please be nice, I know I was upset, but I didn’t speak up either and they never meant to hurt me,” you look at her with pleading eyes, while she sighs and rolls her eyes at you.

“I guess, Eliza can call them then.”

The four of break out in laughter, once you all settle they send you to shower and told you to get some sleep.

Just as you leave, Angelica’s phone starts ringing and she sees it’s Lafayette. Right on time, she thinks.

“Angie, please tell me mon ange is with you..”

“Yes, she’s here and she’s spending the night, so don’t expect her home.”

She can hear the rest of the boys in the background, with relieved murmurs. She puts the phone on speaker, so her sisters can hear.

“Non, we can come get her.”

“You will do no such thing Laf. She needs some space, she is completely physically and emotionally drained.”

The boys pause at Eliza’s stern tone, but start up again.

“We need to talk to her, and comfort her, so she knows we love her,” John says his voice pleading.

“You can tell her all that tomorrow,” Peggy says.

The boys know that they won’t get past the Schuylers so they concede.

“Can you at least tell her that we love her and we’re sorry,” Alexander asks, sounding a little exasperated.

“We’ll relay the ‘we love you’, but you can all apologize yourselves tomorrow,” Angelica states.

“Try and get some sleep boys,” Eliza says in a more sympathetic tone this time.

Before they hang up, they hear a scoff and then, ‘yeah, like that’s gonna happen.’ They giggle and make their way to bed themselves.

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The next day, the boys are knocking at the Schuylers door, bright and early. More accurately, Alex is knocking incessantly while the others are asking him to pause for a second.

Minutes later, the door swings open to reveal a very irritated Angelica.

“It’s eight in the morning on a Saturday,” she nearly growls while glaring at them.

“I brought some croissants, for you all, mon ami,” Laf offers with a pleading smile.

She just raises an eyebrow, before opening the door wider and standing aside so they could enter.

“I’ll wake the angel, you wait here,” she says walking away.

They all wait in the living room, Alexander is cracking his knuckles, Johns leg is bouncing, Lafayette has his hands resting on his thighs and tapping his fingers on them, and Herc has his elbows resting on his knees with his hands clasped in front of him sitting completely still.

As soon as you entered the room they all stood and resisted the urge to run to you. John just couldn’t help himself.

Before you can say a word he rushes to you and wraps his arms around you, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

“We’re sorry, we’re so sorry please don’t be upset anymore, we love you. Please don’t leave us.”

As the initial shock wears off you realize what John just said and look at the boys wide eyed. They all look away, and your heart aches.

You embrace John and step back a bit so you can look him in the eyes.

“I’m not leaving you guys, I love you,” your eyes meet each of the boys. “I may have been upset, but that doesn’t mean I’m just going to quit on our relationship, you’re all my everything.”

The rest of the boys, rush to you and John. You’re completely surrounded by them, and you exhale a breath you didn’t know you were holding. You finally felt at peace, the boys were your home.

“We’re so sorry, cupcake.”

“Oui, we don’t deserve you mon ange.”

“You’re our everything, love, we all need you more than you realize. You could probably do without us, but we cannot do without you.”

You look at each of them, tears springing to your eyes and your heart swelling. John turns you to face him and brushes a tear from your cheek.

“It’s true baby girl, and we came up with a little something to prove it.”

You look at him confused.

“A little something?”

You look to the other boys, and they all just smile at you. Herc takes your hand and leads you to the couch.

“We’re going to need you to sit here, cupcake,” he winks at you.

Your confusion only grows as they all line up in front of you.

“You got the disc, babe,” Herc says to John, who happily nods and places a cd in the stereo.

We’re they going to perform for you? And they all got into the same pose. They all stand their hands clasped together in front of them and their heads down.

It’s undeniable that we should be together, it’s unbelievable that used to say that I’d fall never…

Herc was the first to step forward lip-syncing the song and then followed John, Laf, and Alex.

The basis is need to know, if you don’t know just how I feel

Then let me show you now that I’m for real

If all things in time, time will reveal

As one said a line the others danced behind him. Until they got to the chorus, which they all did together, acting out nearly every word.

One, you’re like a dream come true
Two, just wanna be with you
Three, girl it’s plain to see
That your the only one for me

Four, repeat steps one through three
Five, make you fall in love with me
If ever I believe my work is done
Then I start Back at One
Yeah (yeah)

You couldn’t help but smile at your boys, they were so ridiculously sweet, it made your heart soar.

It’s so incredible the way things work themselves out

And all emotional, once you know what it’s all about babe

And undesirable for us to be apart
Never would of made it very far

Cause you know that you’ve got the keys to my heart

Peggy, Angie, and Eliza had come to the living room because they heard music and held back their giggles at the boys sweet gesture.

One, you’re like a dream come true
Two, just wanna be with you
Three, girl it’s plain to see
That your the only one for me

Four, repeat steps one through three
Five, make you fall in love with me
If ever I believe my work is done
Then I start Back at One

As you watched them, you couldn’t help but think how lucky you were to have your own personal boy band. You loved them all so much.

Say farewell to the dark of night I see the coming of the sun

I feel like a little child
Whose life has just begun

You came and breathed new life
Into this lonely heart of mine

You threw out the life line just in the Nick of Time

As the song continued, the more dramatic they got and you couldn’t contain your giggles. And seeing your face lit up with joy made the boys hearts race.

One, you’re like a dream come true
Two, just wanna be with you
Three, girl it’s plain to see
That your the only one for me

Four, repeat steps one through three
Five, make you fall in love with me
If ever I believe my work is done
Then I start Back at One

When they finished the last line, you jumped up and clapped, while the girls followed suit. They bowed and you went to them, giving each of them a kiss.

“So, you liked it?” Alex asked nervously.

“Are you kidding, I loved it! If I hadn’t already forgiven all of you, that would have convinced me,” you said smiling big at them.

“Can we go home now, cupcake?” Herc asks his arms around your waist and his forehead against yours.

“Of course,” you say smiling and kiss nose.

“Bien, because we didn’t get a lot of sleep, and we missed you last night,” Laf says nuzzling your neck behind you, making you giggle.

“I call sitting with (Y/N) in the back,” Alex says while pulling you into his arms, and resting his head on yours, as you rest yours on his chest.

“Oh! Me too!” John exclaims wrapping his arms around you and Alex from behind you.

“I guess that means we get to cuddle with our darling girl when we get home then,” Herc says to Laf.

Both Alex and John gasp, and you giggle.

“Okay, boys you can take turns, let’s go home.” You gather your things and say goodbye and Thank you to the sisters, before heading out with your boys.

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When you all arrived home and made your way to the bedroom, Lafayette stopped you.

“What is it Gil?”

“Mon ange, before we take our nap, I just want you to know that if you ever feel that way again, you can tell us.”

“Yeah, baby girl, we hated seeing you so upset.”

“Darling, we love you and you come before our work, always.”

“Love, if we ever fail to give you what you need, please, let us know.”

You look at each of them and nod.

“I promise, I will from now on. I’m sorry for not saying anything.”

Alex shakes his head at you.

“You don’t need to apologize my love.”
They all ask for a ‘good nap kiss’ and you giggle and give them each a sweet kiss, before you all settle into bed. You’re cuddled between Herc and Laf, as your eyes drift closed.

And an hour later the boys switch, Alex claiming he sleeps better next to you, while Laf and Herc roll their eyes, but comply to his request.

And this time as you drifted off to sleep, you couldn’t help the warmth that spread in your heart, finally feeling complete.

The next week’s that passed by were filled with long lingering kisses, nearly constant cuddles, and ‘I love you’s. Your boys making sure that you felt completely loved and taken care of. And although this all made you feel immense joy, your favorite part was that you got your blissful Sundays back.

Rereading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince: Chapter Fifteen - The Unbreakable Vow

- CHRISTMAS AT HOGWARTS IS HERE YALLL!!!!!!! i can hardly contain myself

Large groups of girls tended to converge underneath the mistletoe bunches every time Harry went past

pardon my language but harry has become quite the pussy slayer, wouldnt you all agree?

Lavender Brown, who seemed to regard any moment that she was not kissing Ron as a moment wasted

me too girl, me too.

“She can’t complain,” he told Harry. “She snogged Krum. So she’s found out someone wants to snog me too. Well, it’s a free country. I haven’t done anything wrong.”
Harry did not answer, but pretended to be absorbed in the book they were supposed to have read

oh ron. also SAME harry. always best to plead the fifth in ron&hermione fights

- HAHA hermione is described as giving the half-blood princes’ book a dirty look “as if it was rude to her” and i find that extremely hilarious and very hermione granger

- harry now knows that romilda vane&co is trying to slip him a love potion. let me reiterate: PUSSY SLAYER

But her face suddenly turned blank; she had just spotted Ron and Lavender, who were entwined in the same armchair.
“Well, good night, Harry,” said Hermione, though it was only seven o’clock in the evening, and she left for the girl’s dormitory without another word.

UGH can these two just make up already??? i dont like seeing lil hermione upset like this. its really harshing my mellow.

Ron retaliated by doing a cruel but accurate impression of Hermion jumping up and down in her seat every time Professor McGonagall asked a question, which Lavender and Parvati found deeply amusing and which reduced Hermione to the verge of tears again. She raced out of the classroom on the bell, leaving half of her things behind.

this is so fucked guys!!!!! like you would think they were never friends to begin with by the way theyre acting and its really bumming me out. LEAVE HERMIONE ALOOOOONEE

“She said something about that Ron Weasley…”
“Yeah, they’ve had a row,” said Harry.
“He says very funny things sometimes, doesn’t he?” said Luna, as they set off down the corridor together. “But he can be a bit unkind. I noticed that last year.”

ron is one of my biggest faves in the series but he done GOOF’D in this book so far. like i know puberty is wild yall, but be nice to your friends.

- omg harry asked luna to slughorns party and shes so happy and im gonna cry ITS GONNA BE SO LIT U GUYS

- also PEEVES. missed you boi

- lol harry is watching hermione, lavender, and parvati interact and is legit having a mental breakdown trying to understand why women are the way that they are and like… cant blame him really. were tricky af.

“You’re going, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I’m meeting Cormac at eight, and we’re-”
There was a noise like a plunger being withdrawn from a blocked sink and Ron surfaced. Hermione acted as though she had not seen or heard anything.
“-we’re going up to the party together.”

i am both disgusted and thoroughly impressed by jkr’s writing

- not gonna lie guys this party sounds DOPE. even if slughorn is the one who threw it. 

- OH EM GEEE hermione considered taking muther fuqing zacharias smith to the party???? GIRL. no matter how pissed you are at ron that is just NOT an option!!!!!!!

“Quidditch!” said Hermione angrily. “Is that all boys care about?”

ive asked myself this question too, hermione, and lemme tell you: yes.

- luna keeps making every convo at this party awkward by talking about conspiracy theories and im here for it. and frankly so is harry, shit is hilarious

This was the first time he had seen Malfoy close up for ages; he now saw that Malfoy had dark shadows under his eyes and a distinctly grayish tinge to his skin.

fuuuuuck dude. actually feeling sorry for draco

- ok but how can harry fit his ENTIRE invisibility cloak in his pocket?? its a CLOAK

- god damn forreal the amount of pressure draco is under is really hurting my heart. lemme give you a hug kid

“I know what you’re up to! You want to steal my glory!”
There was another pause, then Snape said coldly, “You are speaking like a child. I quite understand that your father’s capture and imprisonment has upset you but-”

HE IS A CHILD. like lets all not forget that. hes a fucking kid whos got these huge responsibilities on his shoulder. and like, if he fucks up, not only will he be killed, but his WHOLE family will be too. god DAMN this is stressing me out. poor malfoys forreal.

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You Died

Author: Juju

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Summary: Sebastian comes home only to find you crying. He freaks out, thinking something happened, but he calms down once he figures out what’s going on.

Warnings: A smidge of angst but it’s hardly there. A shit ton of fluff.

A/N: This happened like 2 minutes ago. There are still tears in my eyes. I don’t know why I decided to re-watch The First Avenger.

P.S. I just realized that I’m on my period and that’s why I’m so emotional. I’m sorry.

Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

“Y/N! I’m home!” Sebastian called out as he walked into your shared apartment. He turned to the living room, where you usually were when he came home, only to find it empty. He went to the kitchen, but you weren’t there either. On his way to the bedroom, he heard you sniffling and picked up his pace in fear.

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Best Friend & First Mate. (Part 3)

Title: Best Friend & First Mate.  

Originally posted by thomasadoherty

Author: Gráinne x

Pairing: Harry Hook x Reader

Summary: Part 3 of the Harry Hook mini-series. Reader becomes emotional the more time she’s on Auradon. Loving her best friend from a far, desperate to reunite with him but not wanting to give into the dark temptation that is evil. 

A/N: So this took a while to write because I was following the storyline and I wanted to break off in a good place. This is Part 3 ahh exciting lol, there will be a Part 4 & 5 still to come, so don’t worry folks plenty more of Harry & Reader to come. I hope you enjoy. Love Always G xx

Part One / Part Two /

Y/N stood side by side with Evie on the balcony, this was it the moment they’d be waiting for.

Ben’s coronation had begun and Mal had successfully enchanted Ben with a love spell gaining her spot next to the fairy godmother and that wand.

Y/N played with the ring that sat on her right middle finger, nervous habit that set in even when she was a baby. They’d been in Auradon for four months now and things were… changing.

Evie noticed Y/N playing with the ring and placed her hand gently on top to get her stop.
“Hey, you’ll see him soon”

Y/N didn’t believe her. She didn’t believe she’d see Harry again, or the isle or her mother for that fact. Things had changed in Y/N she didn’t feel the need to prove herself, she didn’t feel like scaring kids or tormenting the student body sure she had her moments when she lost her cool but nobody expected a VK kid to automatically be good. ‘Oh god what is happening’

Y/N faced Evie whispering “I don’t want to do this anymore”
Evie’s eyes nearly bulged out of her head when she heard her older sister
“WHAT!” she whisper shouted.
Y/N shrugged “It’s not worth it, look at what we’ve accomplished here”
Jay and Carlos gave Y/N that knowing look as they overheard the conversation between the two sisters.
“But. You won’t get to see Harry again?” Evie whispered
“There’s always a price to pay Evie. Mom taught us that. Harry’s my price to pay… to stay.” Y/N croaked.

All hell unleashed the moment the wand was removed from the Beast’s bell jar. It shocked the entire room when it wasn’t Mal who got the wand but Jane; the fairy godmothers daughter. Evie, Y/N, Carlos and Jay made it down to the centre of the room as Mal grabbed the out of control wand from Jane.

The gasps and shocks from everyone around the room made a tourney game more appealing. A villain kid with the fairy godmother’s wand, of course she’s going to destroy them, and release the villains from the Isle and let all hell break loose. ‘Not on my watch’ Y/N thought.

“Mal” Y/N called out as everyone stood terrified, Mal turned to face Y/N, wand raised.
“We don’t have to do this”
Mal laughed “We don’t have a choice Y/N/N our parents would kill us”
“You are not your parents, they made their choice” Ben called out.
He took a tentative step towards Mal and another as she clearly wasn’t going to hurt him.
“Now you just have to make yours” Ben finished holding out his hand in anticipation.

Mal whirled round to face the gang. “I think I want to be good”
Y/N smiled knowingly “Me too”
“You are good” Ben spoke
“How do you know that?” Evie asked curiously
“Because I’m listening to my heart” he answered.

Jay and Y/N shared a look “Stealing things doesn’t make you happy. Tourney and victory pizza with the team makes you happy” she pointed out.
Jay smiled nodding “And reading those sappy romance novels and hanging with Evie makes you happy not tormenting kids.”
Y/N blushed as Jay spilled her secret liking for romance novels. “I’ll get you for that” she groaned.

“Scratching dude’s belly makes you happy. Who would’ve thought?” Mal smiled at Carlos.
“And Evie” Y/N grabbed her sister’s hands in her own.
“You do not have to play dumb to get a guy! You are so smart” Y/N hugged her younger sister. Evie beamed as the tears fell from her eyes. Who would’ve thought Evie & Y/N would be the best of sisters.

“And I don’t want to take over the world with evil. I want to go to school. And be with Ben. Because being with Ben makes me really happy” Mal cried, the tears falling freely. Everyone around the room began to relax and cheer as the VK kids wanted to become good.

“Us all being best friends makes me really happy, so I choose good” Mal placed her hand in the middle waiting for the rest of the VK kids to join her.
It took Y/N a split second before she placed her hand in too “I choose good too”.
Evie followed suit and then Jay. Carlos was the only one who was holding back in fear of their parent’s wrath.

“So just to be clear, we don’t have to be worried about how really mad our parents are going to be? Because they are going to be so mad!” Carlos chuckled.
“Your parents can’t reach you here” Ben smiled at the group.
“Okay. Then good.” Carlos finished placing his hand in the middle.
“You too your majesty” Y/N called out.
Ben smiled and placed his hand in the middle too.

The moment was broke however, when green mist appeared from nowhere. It only meant trouble. Y/N gasped “Oh shit”
Maleficent had escaped from the Isle after the barrier was broke when Jane stole the wand.
“I’M BACK!” She sang.
“Go away mother” Mal shouted.
Maleficent began to laugh, no way was this her evil, monstrous daughter.
“She’s funny”.

Y/N grasped Mal’s hand giving her a sense of comfort and to let Mal know that she had someone there to stand up to her mother.
“Wand me!”
“No” Mal shouted throwing the wand to the fairy godmother, but it failed because Maleficent froze everyone.

It took five hearts standing as one to defeat Maleficent. All of it only happened because Mal had the courage to stand up to her mother and she had her friends standing behind her united.

Y/N smiled to herself as Ben and Mal hugged, she missed Harry and it looks like she was going to miss him a whole lot more now because they just ruined their chances at going back. 

Uma and Harry watched the coronation tragedy on the small screen in Ursula’s Fish and Chip shop, they peeked a glance at one another mirroring each other’s worried glances as everyone else around them booed and insulted the VK kids for ruining their chance at cursing kingdoms and doing villainous things.

“I..I.. We..We won’t see her again” Harry stated angrily 
Uma gripped Harry’s hand tightly “One day maybe”
Harry pulled his hand from Uma’s storming out of the fish and chip shop.

Uma sighed sadly, she should be happy Y/N was okay and getting a good life but she missed her friend and she missed her first mate. Harry wasn’t the same since she left.

Y/N waltzed into her shared room with Evie, throwing her bag onto the floor and flopping onto the bed face down. It was such a long day and now she had to do dress fittings for Cotillion with Evie, so many girls had come to Evie begging for her to make their dresses and when they found out Y/N could Sew, it loaded the pressure on the two girls. Y/N groaned into the pillow.

A knock at the door signalled the first customer of the day.
“Come in” Y/N called out pushing herself off the bed.
Lonnie walked in looking desperately exhausted.
“Hey Lonnie” Y/N sighed
“Hi Y/N where do you want me?” she yawned
Y/N pointed towards the pedestal “Up here Lonnie”
Y/N grabbed her measuring tape and began to take measurements for Lonnie. They discussed colour scheme and patterns before Doug entered the room.

“Hi Y/N” Doug called out pulling his laptop from his bag and setting up. Doug kept track of all the girls Evie and Y/N were making dresses for. He even had little folders of the information stored away.
“Hi Doug where’s Evie?” Y/N questioned writing down the last measurement for Lonnie.
“Stuck with Chad. He wants peacock feathers on his cape now”
Y/N glanced up at Doug to see if he was joking. He was not.
“Wow” she laughed.

“Alright Lonnie all done. See me next week for a trial version of the dress okay?”
Lonnie nodded tiredly “Yea see you next week”
Just as Lonnie left the next girl arrived eagerly ready to tell Y/N all her ideas. Y/N pouted at Doug “It’s going to be a long night”.
Doug nodded typing up Lonnie’s information that Y/N had given him.

Evie arrived an hour later with Mal in tow. Y/N shooed the last girl from their room so she and Evie could have some alone time with Mal.
“Do you’s ever think what we’d be doing right now if we were on the Isle?” Mal asked curiously
Evie laughed “That’s funny” she finished the new touches to Mals dress.
Y/N smiled sheepishly “Sometimes. I mean no offence but I’d probably be at Uma’s”
Evie looked over at Y/N “Thought you were past that?”
Y/N shrugged “I am, at least I thought I was… but I’ve been missing it more and more lately.” 
Y/N zoned out from the rest of the conversation as she thought back to a time when life was simpler.

(Before Y/N left for Auradon)

“HARRY” Y/N squealed running across the deck, away from the advancing pirate, donned with water balloons instead of the usual hook and sword.
Harry laughed mischievously throwing a balloon at Y/N, she ducked missing her by inches.
Y/N cheered sticking her tongue out at Harry.
“Hahahha you missed”
Just as she finished that sentence Harry threw the last balloon at her hitting her square on the chest. Harry cheered “Gotch ya”

Y/N squealed as the water soaked her t-shirt. “You are so dead Harry Hook”
Harry laughed running away from Y/N, she chased him across the ship.
“C’mon Harry I just wanna give you a hug” Y/N called
“No way ye stay away from ma you lil witch”
“Why thank you, nicest thing you’ve ever said to me” Y/N giggled
Harry ducked under stairs as Y/N ran on past, he stayed crouched so she wouldn’t find him.

Y/N tip toed underneath the stairs, ducking so she wouldn’t hit her head just as she got close enough to Harry who was looking out on to the deck waiting for her to pass by again she screamed “BOO”
Harry jumped in fright hitting his head on the stairs. “Ow ye lil codfish”
Y/N faked insult “Excuse me?” smacking Harry on the arm.

Y/N crawled out from under the stairs straightening up she faced Harry who crawled out after her, a slight pink tinge to his face. It took Y/N a few seconds to catch on.
“Did you just stare at my butt?”
Harry’s blush darkened giving Y/N the answer she needed “NO” he lied.
“Liar!! Liar, Liar pants on fire” Y/N sang.
“Shut up Y/N/N” Harry whispered.
Y/N laughed she never seen him blush like that before.

“Well, how was it?” she grinned teasingly.
Harry looked on in confusion, the pink tinge settling on his cheeks. “How was what?”
“My butt? Did it look good?” Y/N teased.
Harry huffed, muttering under his breath “Shut up”

“HARRY LOVES MY BUTT” Y/N sang as she ran away from Harry. He chased her down trying to get her to shut up, everyone around them was beginning to take notice of the two and their antics.

It wasn’t until he cornered her at the stairway again, did she realise the compromising situation they were in. Y/N’s back was to the wall and Harry had her trapped, both arms pinning her into position.
“Ye gunna keep tha up?”
Before she could answer he placed a hand over her mouth stopping her,
“Right answer only” he warned removing his hand.

“HARRY LO…” Y/N’s answer was cut off as Harry yanked her wrists over his head, grabbed her by the waist and threw her over his shoulder and walked towards the berth (living quarters).

Y/N wriggled and struggled to get free from Harry’s grasp all the while laughing at the situation she found herself in.
“Harry let me down” Y/N squealed as Harry smacked her ass in amusement.
“Oi does that mean you do like my butt?” she sang.
Harry roared with laughter as the rest of the crew began to join them on the ship watching the two curiously. Harry felt a slit stinging sensation on his bum and a quiet giggling from the girl he was carrying.

Y/N giggled as Harry jumped a little when she smacked his bum.
“Cause baby I do sure love your bum” Y/N whistled.

Harry shook his head in amusement setting the girl upright on her feet again, Y/N staggered off balance, not quite use to the gravity again. Harry grasped her arm to steady her holding on tightly. Harry looked down to see Y/N had a firm grasp on his shirt between her two hands, he peaked a glance at Y/N again eyebrows raised “Ye look like ye wanna rip ma shirt off?”

Y/N smirked, eyes raising to meet Harry’s “I do”
Before Harry could answer that Uma called for Y/N.
Y/N released Harry’s shirt and headed off in the direction of Uma, she cast a quick glance back winking at Harry as she left. “Later blowfish”
“Later devils bitch” he grinned.

Uma watched the interaction between the two with a fond smile on her face, her first mate and best friend… who would’ve thought.

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A. 17 is too old to binge eat Oreos.

B. if in the weeks following hot night he ate the sadness from your mouth, your aura turned lavender, your eyes went moony: you’re not in love. say it with me now. sing it like a gospel song, build a church with chicken bones.

C. you we’re alive before he kissed you. you are such goddamn sap it’s pathetic to share a skin with you.

D. don’t think anything has changed just because you feel wanted. you still watch horror movies when you’re sad until you lose your empathetic capacity and stop recoiling when the knife shoves and twists, when you hear bones snap, until bodies look like toys that just have but red stuffing inside and you’re so numb you think you’re in a video game.

E. you’re still not afraid of running with scissors.

F. you still get wet between the legs at the thought of stealing concealer from rite aid.

G. you are still fucked. his tongue will freeze against that heart of yours. don’t kick yourself.

H. you can kill yourself if you want, though, lol.

I. 17 is too old to repeat funny things you hear in movies and slip them into loud group conversations you feel left out of and pretend you made them up.

J. he has an ex, and he told you about the long entangled pain of her hands (probably more feminine than yours) around his heart for 3 years. how did it hurt the most when she finally stopped clogging his arteries with her acrylics? how did it hurt more when she finally let go? she wrote him a poem about the break up, you smirk, and look evil, and try not to laugh, cause in your mind it’s drawn in crayon and rhymes “lies” with “eyes”, and she spent nearly two hours on it, and posted it to her private instagram without context. fucking poem, yeah right. fucking writer, yeah right. you could write a love song about garlic bread and it would make him break down on his knees.

K. in regards to the aforementioned, you are fundamentally mean. you can take pills for that. or: you should take a blade to where that shit lives. you should carve it out and use the hole to hide a flask so you can swallow something to burn the venom when it starts to bubble up again. and it will bubble up again.

L. simultaneously you are kinder than you think. she makes him believe he’s lonely, and so he stays and loves her. you make him believe he’s lovely, and so he leaves and loves himself.

M. you hate your body because you think it’s too strong. you force yourself to eat pounds of sugar so the hem of your skirt will glitter like your eyes don’t, and boys will pay attention to that and not your droopy face. your stomach regurgitates. armor doesn’t work when you wage war with yourself.

N. keep your hair in braids. keep your entitlement on a yoke.

O. you’re old enough now to stop pulling out memories from the back of the fridge at the bottom of the leftovers and force them down my gullet even when their 8 years old and buzzing with mold.

P. you have stopped pretending you don’t have a gag reflex just to get rotten things into you, just to get a boy to swear you’re an angel. (the pretty white birthday cake. with the pink frosting between the layers, with the red frosting “a” in “Happy” smushed into the plastic tupperware like all splat! like red dead bird guts on the window, and everybody stops and turns their heads and is quiet for a in a minute long funeral made of wrinkled skin and blue eyeshadow as high as the eyebrow).

Q. I’m not living off of dead things anymore.

R. yes this is in first person now, I can feel the blood coming back to my toes, pins and needles has never felt this good, I think i love this body,

S. i think I don’t need a reason to live anymore, because I had to die so many times before I could cut this nostalgia out of me, this pregnancy of memories, and eat it raw again like placenta, that blood around my mouth is my search warrant for purpose.

T. And everybody has told me the meaning of life, everybody has told me I look beautiful in white, but I have never agreed with either. But I’m so beautiful in red, when I’m covered in blood. I go all splat, my neck snaps like in the horror movies i have gotten so good at being numb to, and everyone stops and stares.

U. it is a celebration not a funeral, or a celebration of a funeral.

V. but I can use this, this wrench was made for broken things, this fork and knife was not made for surgery, don’t treat yourself like a slab of meat

W. yeah you are not a prodigy in any right, yeah you can be such a bitch sometimes, yeah you have not had real friends in about 2 years, yeah he doesn’t want to fuck you, so don’t be happy. don’t be happy, that way you can cut yourself with this poem and heal yourself with it by the end. get your music on, lock your razor with your pressed flowers, this roadtrip is gonna take sometime, I need to know you’ll stay alive for the whole thing.

X. this is not a happy poem. i don’t know how to write a happy poem yet. this is a poem with both of my eyes open, not written at 3 am. i will write a happy poem when I’m fucking happy, so for now i feed this sad poem the buttercups and raw meat that clot your veins to grow it big and strong

Y. and this monster will come alive to pull me to the light someday.

Z. 17 is before the storm, as traditional as it may be. So run after the ice cream truck, eat all the Oreos you want, buy them with your pocket change, scrape them from the bottom of a glass of milk.

17 is too young to feel so hurt. 17 is to young to hold back like some boring cubicle crony. 17 is too young for all these rules.

—  hey, happy birthday!! the big one seven lmao, what do u want? I mean like if u could have anything, what would u want?
Manspreading Pt. 2

Genre: Smut, angst, fluff

Word Count: 2,641

AUTHOR’S NOTE: OK so I absolutely hated the 2nd chapter of this series. I feel like I’ve built a nice and comprehensive backstory in the first chapter and then went right and fucked it up in the 2nd one purely for smut purposes. But now since I’m going to be continuing this story, I went back and made changes to the 2nd chapter to make it more realistic and set the groundwork for part 3. 

It’s still smutty but now with a more realistic approach to tae’s first time.

Part 1, Part 3, Part 4, Epilogue

“Seriously, Taehyung?” He scratches the back of his head sheepishly and gives you his best boxy smile, “Sorry, doll, I’ve waited for too long, and I’m not gonna wait another minute.”  


He wipes your chin and leans down to give you a kiss. You swerve at the last minute and he ends up falling face first onto the floor, ass sticking up in the air. A bark of laughter escapes you before you can stop it, and Taehyung looks absolutely mortified. The blood was rushing to his face so much that you start worrying his head might explode. Clamping your hands on your mouth to try to stifle the laughter, you say through a muffled voice, “I’m so sorry, Taetae. It’s not funny, I know.” But try as you might, you can’t stop the giggles shaking you like an earthquake; the sight in front of you too absurd for you to take it seriously. Your best friend since childhood was laying in an awkward position on the floor of your shared apartment, his cock still out, moments after you just gave him a blowjob.

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Liar, Liar.[Jack Wilder Oneshot].

Originally posted by my3bestfriends

Title: Liar, Liar.
Pairing: Jack Wilder x Female!Reader.
Words: 1071.
Rating: K. (Pretty fluffy man yas)

He’d go back to cards, and he’d go back to mischief, and lies.

You always loved the way Jack’s hands held and worked with cards. The way he would flick his wrists, and wiggle his fingers silently to get the cards to move with him as something you were childishly envious of. You could occasionally hear his skin slipping against the surface of a card, his calloused fingertips shuffling quietly. Watching him was enough to leave you with a vague sense of amorous flooding into your mind. Jack’s movement was fluid and dynamic. There was no doubt that he was talented. To the outside world, the talent was simple, but to you, and to the other Horsemen, you knew better. The cards weren’t just a ‘hobby’ to Jack, like many people saw. The cards were a weapon, and could always be used as such. This was a case of ‘the closer you look, the less you’ll see’, something you learned from Atlas.

And when placed in front of destruction, or stress, or something unfamiliar emotionally, Jack would always go back to being mischief, back to something he was familiar with. He’d snuggle himself out of the problems in his life by using his charm, his magic, and deception. This, was something you were a little less envious of.

And when it came to relationships, not just romantic, but platonic, he had trouble, and built himself up on lies. It was the easiest way to live without getting hurt yourself, without getting too attached to someone, or something. “I steal hearts, and wallets”, Jack had explained to you when you first started dating. It was as if he was warning you of what was to come, but you still found yourself fall in love with him. And, Jack was good at giving you reasons to love him, even if you weren’t sure if they were the truth, or just another lie to avoid getting hurt.

And so, you found yourself agape as he fiddled with cards on the couch, sitting across from you in the small living area of the hide-a-way house. The book in your hand was ignored as you did this, the page unturned for at least twenty minutes. With a sharp flick of his wrist, a card went flying forward and patted against the edge of your seat, captivating your attention and telling you that he wanted to talk. “Hm?” You ran your eyes up to catch hold of his own. Warmth was the first thing you thought of when Jack glanced back at you.

“You look tired,” Jack mentioned, shooting you a grin. Whether it was intentionally charming, or if it was just friendly, you weren’t sure. “If you’re having trouble sleeping, go as Merritt to help. I’m sure he will.”

You grimaced at that thought, chuckling more to yourself, “I think I’ll pass.”

“Are you okay?” The abruptly asked question caught you off guard. Leaning back in your chair, you opted to nod a response, hoping to leave it there. “No, you’re not. You’re lying.” Jack sat forward from his spot to get a better glance at your face as you turned away from him. It was hard to avoid such a thing now-a-days, as Jack was learning to read body language, and facial expressions from Merritt. Something that was either going to be amazing, or not so much. You’d yet to decide.

“I was just… Thinking…” Your brows furrowed together, “You told me about what you did before you found the Horsemen, and I just wondered if you’ve…”

Jack’s eyebrows pressed together as well, a crease expressing itself between them as you stumbled over your words, “Have you ever lied to me?” You finally asked.

His throat tightened, and the ability to think and breathe seemed to be barely out of reach. Somewhere, deep down, he knew this was coming. Girls always asked him this, whether it was sooner, or later in the relationship. The answer was always the same, but Jack found it hard to tell you it. With a heartbreaking voice, he nodded and whispered agonizingly, “Yeah… I have… Probably more than I want to admit, but…”

Your heart sank into your stomach, and the feeling washed over you in wave after wave. You began thinking about where he could have lied to you. But, then again, everything, this entire relationship could have been a lie, and he was just conning you. That’s what Jack did. “When did you?”

He sighed, rubbing the back of his head. The baby hairs at the nape of his neck tickled at his fingers as he did this, another deep breath of air rocketing through him, “It’s not as bad as it seems,” Jack tried to explain, “You know me pretty well, and I promise… Things I’ve told you like that are all true it’s just…”

“Just what?” It felt like you were speaking out of your body, looking down at watching this all take place. The surreality of the situation was unnerving and unsettling.

“When I told you I’d steal your heart, and your wallet well,” Jack managed to chuckle, but it was short lived when he caught eyes with you. The severity of how he was placing his words and phrases was apparent in the way your face was expressing sadness and hatred. It was a fine line between those emotions, but Jack had always been able to read you like a book, with, or without Merritt’s help. “I lied… It’s taken me a while to realize it but… Man.” He laughed, shoulders raising as he stood and walked across the room towards you, “I only want to steal your heart, if that’s okay with you. I know your wallet is nice, but I…”


His fingers cupped your cheek ever so slightly, grazing your skin lovingly. It was enough to sooth you, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” It was simple, but still made Jack’s heart flutter wildly. There was nothing quite like this sort of magic, where it wasn’t a deception, and where you weren’t tricking anyone. It was pure, and it was appreciated. Craning his head down, he pressed a warm kiss against your lips, savoring the feeling before pulling away.

“I may have also lied when I told you I wasn’t the one who left the toilet seat up when you fell in.” Jack murmured, smiling ever so slightly.

“I’m going to kill you.”

Magic Cards[Jack Wilder Drabble].      Drop ‘Em.[Jack Wilder Drabble].

Tear In My Heart.[Jack Wilder Drabble].


  • ❛ Get that frog out of your pants. ❜
  • ❛ You can run, and you can hide! ❜
  • ❛ Now, to find someplace to wait out this rain. As long as it’s not that old, broken-down… ❜
  • ❛ Did you know that dinosaurs had big ears but everyone forgot ‘cause dinosaur ears don’t have bones? ❜
  • ❛ It’s you again. I’m stuck. Help me out of here, and I’ll owe you a favor. ❜
  • ❛ I secretly whisper poetry to myself in my room at night. ❜
  • ❛ But, well, I-I have this crush on this girl. ❜
  • ❛ Maybe I can help you. I mean, you guys are lost, right? ❜
  • ❛ What in the world is going on? ❜
  • ❛ I want to steal. ❜
  • ❛ Hey, why don’t you play the bassoon? ❜
  • ❛ Close the door! I’ll catch my death of cold! ❜
  • ❛ I’m not just gonna just wander around in the woods for the rest of my life. ❜
  • ❛ This guy sounds loony. Maybe we should make a break for it. ❜
  • ❛ You’re more lost than you realize. ❜
  • ❛ Did you know that if you soak a raisin in grape juice, it turns into a grape? ❜
  • ❛ Well then…perhaps we better make a deal. ❜
  • ❛ You’ll die some day, and I’ll laugh! ❜
  • ❛ It won’t open! Well…guess we gotta spend some quality time together. ❜
  • ❛ This is my lot in life, this is my burden. ❜
  • ❛ If dreams can’t come true, then why not pretend? ❜
  • ❛ How can you not eat waffles?! ❜
  • ❛ Further and further, drifting away from where I want to be, who I want to be. ❜
  • ❛ We are just wayward leaves, scattered to the air by an indifferent wind. ❜
  • ❛ You two are literally killing me every moment I’m forced to spend with you. ❜
  • ❛ Hold your tongue or I’ll remove it from your mouth! ❜
  • ❛ I really, really wanna see a ghost, really bad. ❜
  • ❛ You find this place as creepy as I do, right? ❜
  • ❛ ❜
  • ❛ Maybe never! Maybe I’ll never give this up! ❜
  • ❛ Are you ready to see true darkness? ❜
  • ❛ What’s the matter? You seem tense. ❜
  • ❛ There has to be another way. ❜
  • ❛ I admit it. You seem like a pushover, but you’re not. ❜
  • ❛ Uh, are you alright? You’ve been coughing a lot. ❜
  • ❛ If I ever you, I wouldn’t want to go home. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve fallen in love with a ghost! ❜
  • ❛ My secrets are too secret. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll pretend to be a dead elephant and distract them while you get the tape! ❜
  • ❛ Deep down in your heart, you’re a stubborn jerk! ❜
  • ❛ I can leave a trail of candy from my pants! ❜
  • ❛ I stepped on a pumpkin! ❜
  • ❛ Let’s go to this creepy tavern and ask for some directions. ❜
  • ❛ Are you wearing lipstick? ❜
  • ❛ What kind of person talks to a horse? ❜
  • ❛ You don’t need directions; you follow the compass in your heart. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll never steal again! I’ll get an honest job! ❜
[Long] Various Sia Starters

❝ Turn the radio on. ❞  

❝ It’s Friday night and it won’t be long. ❞  

❝ I got all I need.  ❞

❝ I ain’t got cash.  ❞  

❝ I love cheap thrills! ❞

❝ I’m the one ‘for a good time call’. ❞

❝ I feel the love. ❞

❝ I’m gonna live like tomorrow doesn’t exist. ❞

❝ I’m holding on for dear life. ❞

❝ Keep my glass full until morning light. ❞

❝ I’m a mess. ❞

❝ Here comes the shame.. ❞

❝ I got stamina. ❞

❝ Don’t give up. ❞

❝ I won’t give up. ❞

❝ I’m free to be the greatest. ❞

❝ I’m alive. ❞

❝ I’m hot for you in every way. ❞

❝ Your body’s poetry.. ❞  

❝ Speak to me. ❞

❝ Won’t you let me be your rhythm tonight? ❞

❝ Move your body. ❞

❝ I wanna be your muse. ❞

❝ I’m your only friend. ❞

❝ Free the rage like an animal! ❞

❝ I can’t hear a word you say. ❞

❝ Shoot me down; but I get up. ❞

❝ You shoot me down, but I won’t fall. ❞

❝ Cut me down, but it’s you who’ll have further to fall. ❞

❝ I’m talking loud, not saying much. ❞

❝ I’ve battled demons that won’t let me sleep. ❞

❝ I won’t never give up, no. ❞

❝ I won’t let you get me down. ❞

❝ I’ll keep getting up when I hit the ground. ❞

❝ I’ll find my way home. ❞

❝ I’m haunted by the distant past. ❞

❝ I was a broken thing. ❞

❝ You would wind me down. ❞

❝ I struggled to the ground. ❞

❝ Yes, there’s a scream inside that we all try to hide. ❞

❝ I don’t wanna die! ❞

❝ I don’t care if I sing off key. ❞

❝ I sing for love; I sing for me. ❞  

❝ I go to sleep and imagine that you’re there with me. ❞

❝ I was wrong. ❞

❝ I will love you till the day I die. ❞

❝ You were meant for me. ❞

❝ Each day drags by.. ❞

❝ I’m in here. ❞  

❝ Can anybody see me? ❞

❝ Can you hear my call? ❞

❝ I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue me. ❞

❝ I’m trying to tell you something. ❞

❝ Tell me there is hope for me.. ❞

❝ Stealing hearts was your pastime. ❞

❝ You’ve changed. ❞

❝ You’ve changed for the better. ❞

❝ No time for love. ❞

❝ No time for hate. ❞

❝ I’m at home on my own. ❞

❝ I don’t care if I don’t look pretty. ❞

❝ Big girls cry when their hearts are breaking.. ❞

❝ I’m in pain. ❞

❝ It’s lonely at the top. ❞

❝ I’m trying. ❞

❝ Why [are] you [trying] to change me all the time? ❞

❝ You say I talk too much. ❞

❝ I know it drives you nuts. ❞  

❝ You’re hurting me now.. ❞

❝ You take me down, [and] you don’t even know it. ❞

❝ You think it’s a joke, but.. ❞

❝ I want you to be proud. ❞

❝ You’ve already tuned me out. ❞

❝ I am running away. ❞

❝ Don’t want you to blow it. ❞

  • [/AoKaga Version]
  • Kagami: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
  • Aomine: Don't know. Were you thinking about us screwing right this instant? If so, then yes.
  • Kagami: Huh? No, I was thinking of us playing basketball today.
  • Aomine: You can play with my balls instead.
  • Kagami: ... Okay? How about just staying here since it's hot outside?
  • Aomine: I'm even more hotter than the sun. How about that, taking you to heaven to refre-
  • Kagami: Damn it, Aomine, stop it.
  • [/MidoTaka Version]
  • Takao: Shin-chan, today, Oha-Asa said that your lucky item is your lover.
  • Midorima: Yes, I know.
  • Takao: ... So?
  • Midorima: What?
  • Takao: You know... It won't be useful if you don't take advantage of this day.
  • Midorima: What was that?
  • Takao: Like what couples usually do. It also said in the description.
  • Midorima: ...
  • Takao: ...
  • Midorima: ...
  • Takao: Argh, damn it, let me screw you now!
  • [/KiseKasa Version]
  • Kise: Senpai, Senpai!
  • Kasamatsu: What do you want?
  • Kise: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTVWXYZ... What's missing?
  • Kasamatsu: You said it too fast.
  • Kise: Eh? Then, let me do it again. ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTVWXYZ!! What's missing?
  • Kasamatsu: U?
  • Kise: Aw, Senpai misses me?! Me too!
  • Kasamatsu: ...
  • Kise: ...
  • Kasamatsu: ...
  • Kise: You don't... get it, right?
  • Kasamatsu: You're doing it wrong, anyway. It goes like this. Hey, Kise, I'll report you to the police station.
  • Kise: Eh?! Why?!
  • Kasamatsu: Because you stole my heart.
  • Kise: KYAAAH!!
  • [/AkaKuro Version]
  • Akashi: Tetsuya, are you a thief?
  • Kuroko: No, and I didn't steal your heart, Akashi-kun.
  • Akashi: ... Ugh, Tetsuya, I have a problem.
  • Kuroko: You can't stop thinking about me? Please, do stop thinking about me. Start thinking about yourself.
  • Akashi: ...
  • Kuroko: ...
  • Akashi: You look great in your new shirt, Tetsuya.
  • Kuroko: ... It's my old shirt back in middle school and you saw this multiple times, Akashi-kun. Stop winking.
  • Akashi: ...
  • Kuroko: ...
  • Akashi: ...
  • Kuroko: ...
  • Akashi: Come over, I have all your favorites. Pizza, beer, and of course, ME.
  • Kuroko: ... Akashi-kun?
  • Akashi: Did it work?
  • Kuroko: I fucking live together with you for ages now. You have a low-tolerance in alcohol and you can't handle pizza without pepperoni.
  • Akashi: ... Nothing works, huh? I studied work for this.

The best reputation lyrics for your instagram caption

@ Your Crush

  1. -Touch me and You’ll never be alone.
  2. -In the middle of the night in my Dreams, you should see the things we do baby.
  3. - I don’t wanna touch you, I don’t wanna be Just another ex-love you don’t wanna see
  4. - We can’t make any promises now, can we, babe? But you can make me a drink…
  5. - Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
  6. - Sometimes I wonder when you sleep are you ever dreaming of me?
  7. -Sometimes when I look into your eyes I pretend you’re mine, all the damn time
  8. -I’m so chill, but you make me jealous
  9. - You should think about the consequence Of your magnetic field being a little too strong
  10. - You’ve ruined my life, by not being mine
  11. -You’re so gorgeous Ican’t say anything to your face ‘Cause look at your face
  12. - And you should think about the consequence of you touching my hand in the darkened room
  13. - There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad
  14. - I don’t want you like a best friend Only bought this dress so you could take it off

For when you’re feeling yourself

  1. -Stealing hearts and running off and never saying sorry
  2. -I’ve been breakin’ hearts a long time and toyin’ with them older guys
  3. - I’m perfectly fine, I live on my own I made up my mind, I’m better off bein’ alone

For your insta With bae

  1. -Every lover known in comparison is a failure
  2. - Lord, save me, my drug is my baby I’ll be usin’ for the rest of my life
  3. - My name is whatever you decide And I’m just gonna call you mine
  4. - I’m insane, but I’m your baby
  5. - You know I’m not a bad girl, but I Do bad things with you
  6. -You did a number on me But, honestly, baby, who’s counting?
  7. -And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for
  8. - The taste of your lips is my idea of luxury
  9. - My broken bones are mending With all these nights we’re spending
  10. -Drinking beer out of plastic cups Say you fancy me, not fancy stuff
  11. - And darling, you had turned my bed into a sacred oasis
  12. - They’ve got no idea about me and you
  13. - You kiss my face and we’re both drunk Everyone thinks that they know us But they know nothing about
  14. -You don’t need to save me But would you run away with me?
  15. - You and me from the night before
  16. - Hold on to the memories, they will hold on to you

Throwing Shade

  1. - This is why we can’t have nice things, darling Because you break them I had to take them away
  2. - I swear I don’t love the drama, it loves me
  3. - They say I did something bad but why’s it feel so good?
  4. - But then you stabbed my back while shaking my hand
  5. - But I’m not the only friend you’ve lost lately If only you weren’t So shady
  6. - Here’s a toast to my real friend They don’t care about that he said, she said
  7. - And here’s to you 'Cause forgiveness is a nice thing to do…… Haha, I can’t even say it with a straight face
  8. - All the liars are calling me one
  9. - I don’t like your perfect crime How you laugh when you lie
  10. -Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time
  11. -I’ve got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined
  12. - The world moves on, another day, another drama, drama, but not for me, not for me all I think about is karma
  13. - I don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me I’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams

For THAT ex

  1. - If a man talks shit, then I owe him nothing
  2. -You were drivin’ the getaway car We were flyin’, but we’d never get far
  3. - But you weren’t thinkin’ And I was just drinkin’
  4. - But with three of us, honey, it’s a side show and a circus ain’t a love story
The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a tellar but for want of an understanding ear.
—  Stephen King
i’m gonna love you forever pt. 1

Request:  I have an idea for a story: the reader was engaged to Bucky (they were both madly in love) before the war in the 40s. And then he goes off to war and they never see each other again. BUT she also got into a super soldier program and is actually still alive and gets introduced to the avengers. Neither of them had any relationships cause they felt like they’d be unfaithful. Steve is happy to see her to but Bucky is just over the roof excited? Angst to fluff to smut maybe?

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language, someone gets punched, 40′s slang name calling.

A/N: This is probably going to be a 3 or 4 part story, I really love this idea and it deserves a slow and deep story line.

Originally posted by complete-fandom-trashhh

~1945-Before the War

4 hours into my 8 hour shift at the local cafe down the street from mine and Bucky’s shared apartment, and I’m already done with the day, I think by boss can tell because I’m just a little on the cranky side, I’m usually very friendly and happy. However, I have a few of these men that just don’t want to take the hint that I have a boyfriend. Have for the last 5 years.

“Yeah? Well we’ve been coming here almost everyday for the past 3 years and I’ve never seen you with a man. You’re getting up there, don’t you think, hun? You’ll need a man to take care of a pretty dame such as yourself.” I roll my eyes.

“Look, gentlemen, I really do appreciate the offer, but I’m not joking about my boyfriend, his name is Bucky Barnes and he probably wouldn’t appreciate some strange men flirting with his woman while she’s at work.” The men bust out into laughter.

“Bucky Barnes? That guy is doll dizzy! You really think he’ll stay with you for long?” Heat floods my face, not from embarrassment, no, but anger. Who do these guys think they are?

“You must not see him very often then, huh? We’ve been with one another for 5 years.”

“5 years, eh? And he hasn’t put a ring on that pretty finger yet? I’d have you married, barefoot and pregnant by now if I’s him.” Okay, I’m officially done with this.

However, it doesn’t look like I need to defend myself anymore.

“This fat-head givin you troubles doll?” Speaking of the man of the hour. Bucky grabs me by the hips, spins me around and presses his mouth to mine in a heated kiss. It’s meant to show them that I’m his and to back off.

The guy stands up, obviously offended by the insult.

“Who’re you callin’ fathead, you active duty lowlife?” Bucky rolls his eyes.

“Alright now, there’s no need for you to snap your cap. After all, you were the one hitting on my lady now weren’t ya? I’d say I’m the one with the right to be angry.”

“You have a new dame on your hip every other month.” Bucky sighs, like he can’t believe he’s even having this conversation right now.

“Look, chrome dome, I know what you’re trying to do, and it’s just not going to work. I used to be pretty doll dizzy back in the day, but once you find the right one, no one else can hold a candle to them.” He smiles and presses a kiss to my mouth one more time.

The guy rolls his eyes.

“Ah whatever, you’ve lost a customer young lady. You can keep the call- girl, that’s all she’s good for anyway, right?” His buddies laugh along with him. I gasp, shocked that that insult even flew from his mouth. How dare he? He doesn’t even know me!

Bucky looks down, before letting go of my waist.

“Why don’t you finish cleaning this table, doll? I don’t want my lady to see this.” I get back to cleaning my table, a smirk coming across my face, knowing what’s about to happen. I don’t see anything, but I hear the punch that no doubt broke the guys nose. I hear people shout, shock no doubt over taking their body. Bucky comes back in the diner, coming over to me and pressing a kiss to the back of my head.

“Thank you for being my knight in shining army, Buck.” He smiles.

“No one talks about my doll like that.”

“You and Steve going to be having your usually lunch date today?”

“Yup, he should be on his way. It’s a good thing he didn’t see that, he probably would have had an asthma attack.” I chuckle.

“Well, now that your grandstand moment is over, why don’t you make yourself useful and go fetch the armored heifer for me.” He chuckles and heads back to the kitchen.

Bucky is such a regular part of the diner that no one who works here questions him coming and going for me.

He comes back with the milk, handing it to me to fill a customer’s glass.

“You know, as often as I’m here, you’d think they’d have seen me by now.” I chuckle, it is true. Just then, the door dings open, and here comes an exhausted Steve. Once he gets up to us, he’s leaning over, panting and gasping for breath. I pour him a glass of water while Bucky comes up to him, leaning over to pat him on the back.

“You ran here didn’t you, punk?” He just gulps and nods. I hand him a glass of water and watch him gulp it down so fast if you blinked you’da missed it.

“Slow down, Steve. There’s not water shortage here, ya know.” He just smiles at me before coming to give me a hug. As tiny as Steve is, I’m still a tad bit smaller than he his. He takes pride in that as well.

“Hey, doll.” Steve is the only guy Bucky allows to call me doll besides him, and I think it’s kinda cute.

I met Bucky through Steve, actually. Steve was at the same movie theatre as I and my sister was, and this punk in front of both of us kept talking too loud and no one could hear the movie, Steve was the only guy who was brave enough to speak up, and he ended up getting his ass handed to him in an alleyway. I just happened to be walking by that particular ally when I saw him getting beat up, and I know a fight is no place for a woman but I couldn’t help it. I had to step in and help him. The man ended up slapping me in the fact, but it didn’t stop me. Bucky ended up swooping in and saving the day, and stealing my heart in the process. A thief and a hero, all at once.

“Well, you boys better take yourself a seat and I’ll get your orders in. Unless, of course, you wanted something different tonight?” They both sit down, Steve across from Bucky.

“No doll, just half a burger for each of us.” I nod and head to the kitchen. We aren’t rich, but we’re rich in spirit, and that’s all we need. I get a free meal every week that I work without missing a day, and I usually take it home and split it with Bucky, sometimes Steve too if he’s around. We can only afford one meal today, and with some of Steve’s help they’re able to get one meal and split it. It might seem like a sad situation, but we’ve become used to it and it doesn’t even phase us. After the burger is done, I ho up to retrieve it, only to see there’s two burgers there.

“Uh, Roy? You made two burgers, I only needed one.” He turns and smiles at me. Roy is the owner of the shop, and I’ve worked for him for 4 years.

“I know, dolly. Go ahead and give them to your boys, you guys deserve it. It’s on the house.” My eyes tear up, and I quickly wipe them away.

“Aw Roy…you don’t have to do th-”

“Hush. It’s no problem, now go.” He winks at me and I smile, taking both the plates before taking them to my boys. When I set them down on the table, they both look up to me with an eyebrow raised.

“I don’t know, he said it would be on the house.” Bucky breaks out into a huge grin and stands up, placing a kiss on my lips.

“Well, I feel like this would be as god a time as any, as this day just keeps getting better!” I raise my eyebrow. Steve looks towards his best friend, smiling. Before I can comprehend what’s happening, or ask Bucky what’s happening, he gets down on one knee, pulling a small velvet box out of his pocket.

My hands instinctively go to my mouth, and my knees almost buckle.

“(Y/N), I will never forget the day I met you. Standing up for my best friend, risking your own safety to protect someone else you didn’t even know. I knew right then and there that you were something special, and that I wanted to make you mine. I was shocked when you actually agreed to go out with me, seeing as my reputation around here wasn’t great, but you looked past that and gave me a chance. And here we are 5 years later, and I hope I’ve made every day since then as enjoyable as I know how to, and I hope you will let me continue to make you happy as Mrs. Barnes for the rest of our lives. Will you marry me?” He opens the box and reveals a tiny diamond ring. I had been trying to keep the tears behind during his speech, so I could see his handsome face. I nod my head furiously before my knees finally give, and buckle. Bucky catches me on the way down, lifting me up and kissing me deeply. There’s an ocean of ‘aw’s’ and people clapping, Steve being one of them. Still in the throws of bliss, I almost miss Roy coming up to us, patting Bucky on the back before pressing a kiss to my cheek.

“Congratulations you two. Now, why don’t I get you guys a couple of to go boxes and you can take the rest of the day off.” My day has just gotten so much better, I can’t believe he FINALLY proposed to me! Taking my two boys with me, and admiring my left hand all the way home to eat our dinner as a tiny family. My life is awesome, but, all good things must come to an end it seems…

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