i was 13 about to be 14 when we started dating

WRITING PROMPTS

WRITING PROMPTS FOR DAYS
Feel free to request any of these for any character.

1. “Do you want me to leave?”
2. “I swear it won’t happen again.”
3. “I’m not jealous.”
4. “You can’t keep doing this.”
5. “I’m going to take care of you, okay?”
6. “You can’t die. Please don’t die.”
7. “You did what?!”
8. “Were you ever going to tell me?”
9. “Don’t ask me that.”
10. “I might have had a few shots.”
11. “What’s with the box?”
12. “Say it!”
13. “I could kiss you right now!”
14. “Are you done with that?”
15. “Are you still awake…?”
16. “Excuse you?”
17. “This is all your fault!”
18. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.”
19. “I could kill you right now!”
20. “Just admit I’m right.”
21. “That doesn’t even make sense.”
22. “That’s irrational.”
23. “Just pretend to be my date.”
24. “Are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”
25. “When you love someone, you don’t just stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Especially then!”
26. “I think I’ve been holding myself from falling in love with you all over again.”
27. “I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.”
28. “That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”
29. “It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”
30. “Can I sit here? The other tables are full.”
31. “You weren’t supposed to laugh!”
32. “This is, by far, the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.”
33. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
34. “These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.”
35. “Before I do this, I need you to know that I have always loved you.”
36. “Did I say that out loud?”
37. “Do you think they could have loved me?”
38. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
39. “How long have you been standing there?”
40. “Have I ever lied to you?”
41. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”
42. “His ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.”
43. “I am not losing you again!”
44. “I don’t know why I’m crying.”
45. “I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”
46. “I just need to be alone right now.”
47. “When I picture myself happy… It’s with you.”
48. “I made a mistake.”
49. “I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.”
50. “I need you to forgive me.”
51. “I see the way you look at me when you think I’m not looking.”
52. “I think I’m in love with you and that scares me half to death.”
53. “I’m flirting with you.”
54. “I’m not good enough for you.”
55. “I fell in love with my best friend.”
56. “I’m sorry, what? I keep getting lost in your eyes.”
57. “I’m up to the challenge.”
58. “I’ve been in love with you my entire life. Ever since the day I first met you.”
59. “I’m yours.”
60. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”
61. “If you go anywhere near them, you’ll have to deal with me!”
62. “It’s okay to cry…”
63. “What do you mean? It’s exciting!”
64. “Talk to me.”
65. “Look at me—just breathe, okay?”
66. “Look, I don’t have much time, but I wanted to say I love you.”
67. “Oh my god! You’re in love with them!”
68. “Well, this is where I live.”
69. “We finish it the same way we started—together.”
70. “What are you afraid of?”
71. “You are the single best thing that has ever happened to me.”
72. “You deserve so much better.”
73. “You don’t have to stay.”
74. “You don’t know you the way I do.”
75. “You fainted, straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
76. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”
77. “You shouldn’t have even been there!”
78. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.”
79. “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”
80. “Teach me?”
81. “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you want to stop and feel the rain?”
82. “Looks like we’ll be stuck here for a while.”
83. “Just once.”
84. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
85. “It’s not what it looks like.”
86. “I got you a present.”
87. “Hey! I was gonna eat that!”
88. “See, now, what that so bad?”.”
89. “You’re the best part of me.”
90. “I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you.”
91. “Can I hold your hand?”
92. “Let’s move in together.”
93. “It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”
94. “What time is it?”
95. “Just wait a second.”
96. “Here, let me.”
97. “You’re so cute when you pout like that.”
98. “Hold me back!’
99. “I don’t care what they said, it doesn’t mean shit!”
100. “I adore you.”

Paper Hearts (Part 15)

Originally posted by tbhobi

Genre: Angst/fluff

♡ Pairing: Reader x Jungkook // Reader x Jimin

♡ Length: 4.1k

♡ Summary: It has been nearly a year since you started writing anonymous letters to Jungkook, giving him words of encouragement behind the thin mask of a paper. He never considered you as a possible suspect behind these letters, because you were nothing more than a best friend. And you couldn’t put all the blame on him either, after all, you were too afraid to confess in fear of tarnishing your precious friendship.

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Becoming Queer

When I was 8 I was obsessed with Disney’s Aladdin. Not just the original movie, but both of it’s poorly made sequels too. I watched them everyday after school while I drew pictures in our basement TV room, simultaneously fixated on their adventures and creating my own on paper.

I remember being absolutely in awe of how handsome Aladdin was, but also of the beauty of Princess Jasmine. They were the most attractive people I could ever imagine existing.

When I was 10 my mom gave me an American Girl book all about puberty and the female body. I only read through the whole thing once, but I left it close to my bed because of the one page I looked at nearly everyday.

It was one of the sections of the book on bodily changes throughout puberty– body hair, periods, etc. At the bottom of was a picture of several girls in front of a mirror, completely naked, to illustrate the different sizes and shapes of breasts. I was absolutely fascinated by these girls: the soft curves of their hips, their round and full breasts, the way their thighs came together. Despite their cartoonish nature, this was the closest I’d come to seeing a grown girl’s body. It was foreign and beautiful to me.

Somehow, I knew this wasn’t normal, so I always hid the book after I was done in case mom asked why I still had it.

When I was 12 I found my self distracted in classroom discussion circles looking at girls chests and lips and thighs. Every time I caught myself I’d immediately look down at my lap and blush. I’d learned by now that it wasn’t normal for girls to look at other girls like that, what it meant to be gay. But I’d eventually find my eyes wandering again, my thoughts focused on how beautiful one of my female classmates was.

I remember walking down the hallway one day mentally reciting “you can’t be a lesbian, you like boys… every girl must look at each other like this.”

When I was 13 one of the girls that I clung to during PE (because they were just as repulsed by physical exertion as I was) told us she was bisexual. This was the first time I’d been told someone could be attracted to boys and girls at the same time. It was confusing and enlightening at the same time.

I remember she put her arms around my shoulders once, during badminton week, her face inches from mine. It made me nervous, but in a way that I’d never felt before. My stomach had dropped, and I didn’t know why. It wasn’t like the fear I’d felt from scary movies and my dad yelling at me, but it wasn’t quite like when I felt exhilarated from riding a rollercoaster or binging on sugar with my friends… it was something in between, and entirely new.

I’d told my mom about it and she immediately wanted to call the principal and make sure the girl didn’t touch me like that again. That scared me, her reacting like that. I started acting repulsed by the girl afterwards, telling my friends she had flirted with me even though I wasn’t entirely sure she had, how weird it was and how weird she was.

Looking back, I probably wish that she had been flirting with me.

When I was 14 I was acquainted with the first queer couple I’d ever met. They were in theatre with me, and I’d been wanting them to start dating for months. At this point I’d stopped acting weirded out by gay people and claiming that bisexual people were “selfish and should just pick a side already.” I openly showed my support for gay people, citing my theatre friends of examples of how “normal” they could be.

I walked in on the couple in the dressing room one rehearsal, shocked to see them making out. I stood in the doorway a moment, then walked out without either of them seeing me.

I thought about their kiss for the whole day, wondering how their relationship worked, what it was like to date someone of the same gender as you. I was dating a boy at the time, my first boyfriend and the one that would create fear and an inability to trust for my entire high school career when he started abusing me. I wondered if this couple’s relationship could be anything like ours.

When I was 15 I joined Tumblr. I’d just moved from Michigan to Alabama, had my heart broken by my abusive boyfriend furthering the pain he was inflicting by cheating on me, and was just beginning to realize that I had an eating disorder with no idea how to feel about it or whether or not I wanted it to go away.Tumblr became a place for me to escape all this into “fandoms” and “fitblrs” and personal posts from strangers I didn’t know but whose lives intrigued me. It was on Tumblr that I first encountered the word “pansexual.” I was 16.

I was intrigued and slightly obsessed with the concept of it, pansexuality. I’d only just begun to learn about transgender and heard rumors of other genders outside of men and women, and being attracted to all of them or being “genderblind” seemed impossible, but incredible. I spent months randomly researching sexual orientation and transgender people before finally adopting the term as my own.

Though, it was only in my head that I claimed pansexuality as my own. I didn’t want to tell anyone… not because I was ashamed so much, I’d forgotten that stigma several years ago, but more because I was afraid that I only wanted to be pansexual, not that I actually was.

After all, if only ever been in relationships with boys at that point. How could I know if I was actually attracted to other genders if I’d never dated them?

When I was 17 I got my first crush on a girl. I didn’t recognize that that was my motive at the time, but I was constantly staring at her in the two classes we shared, payed special attention when she spoke, and the day she announced that she had a Tumblr I made it my goal to be a part of her life.

By winter we were best friends. By summer I’d begun to realize the extent of my feelings for her. The first time I got drunk at 19 I blurted out that I thought about making out with her all the time. I told her how I felt at 20, 3 years of pining later.

She told me she didn’t feel the same.

When I was 18 and in my first year of college, I binge watched all of Laci Green’s videos on YouTube, deciding that it was time I figured out how my body and how sex worked. Through her I found not only the courage to masturbate for the first time, but my first confrontation with “third genders.”

I obsessively studied nonbinary genders, claiming to just be interested in them, giving speeches and presentations on them for class, messaging nonbinary people to ask about their experiences. I came to accept that I identified with this term the summer of my sophomore year of college.

When I was 18 I also came out to my dad. I’d already come out to my close friends, sisters, and mother at this point– all giving me generally positive responses. This was not the case with my dad.

We were fighting in the kitchen, something that had become a regular thing since I’d started expressing my feminist and liberal beliefs. He was making homophobic comments and I guess I must of have been very clearly upset by this, because he asked, “do you have a problem with that?”

To which I responded, “Yeah, because I like girls, dad!”

My outburst led to two and a half years of him telling me that my identity was fake, a scheme to get attention, that all I believed was a result of my being brainwashed at college and my own self delusion. The full force my panic, bipolar disorder, and depression came out during this time. The first time I thought of killing myself was when he threatened to kick me out and cut me off from my sisters if I didn’t stop with this “feminazi LGBT bullshit.”

When I was 19 I started dating one of my best friend from high school– a boy, but pansexual like myself, I felt like this was the first queer relationship I’d been in.

He told me he didn’t want a monogamous relationship, that he identified as polyamorous– which I knew because this was one of the reasons his last relationships hadn’t worked out. Thinking I wouldn’t fall as desperately in love with him as I did, I agreed to an open relationship.

Two months into the relationship and much research and self reflection later, I’d come to accept that I was also polyamorous and I never wanted a monogamous relationship again.

When I was 20 a girl on Tumblr reblogged a set of selfies that I’d posted, exclaiming in the tags about how handsome I was. I took one look at her blog, saw the profile picture of her staring directly at the camera with intense blue eyes and an expression impossible to read, and immediately followed and messaged her my thanks.

We started messaging frequently, talking about such expansive and random things, things I’d never talked about with anyone. Soon we were messaging everyday and I began to realize how hard I was falling. I wanted her, I wanted her so badly.

I hadn’t had a crush on a girl that’d worked out in my favor and I was constantly pining for a girlfriend. I loved my boyfriend, I was still attracted to men and non-feminine genders, but I felt not only “too straight” to be queer at that point, but also like I was missing some sort of affection in my life that only a feminine partner could fill. And I was beginning to wonder if this girl was the person who could finally end my wanting.

The only problem with this girl was that she lived an ocean away from me, in Denmark to be specific. But my feelings became so strong that I couldn’t just be silent anymore: I told her I liked her.

She said she felt the same.

Today, March 2nd, 2017, Hayley Kiyoko released the music video for her single “Sleepover.” It wrecked me.

Hayley has become someone that I not only admire, but someone who makes me feel so validated in who I am. A mixed, Japanese American, queer girl in love with art and comfy clothing. Before Hayley, I’d never felt like there was anyone in the media who was even remotely like me. With great music and a connection I’d never felt in any other celebrity before, I became an avid fan. So naturally, when the video for “Sleepover” was released it only took me minutes to find it on YouTube and watch.

The music video was so much more than I could have anticipated, actualizing all my experiences as a queer feminine person, admiring from a far, living in my head with my fantasies and no hope of ever being able to experience them in reality. With this video I was thrown back into all the years I spent confused and afraid of how I felt and who I was, all the girls I wanted to be with but knew they couldn’t work out, or didn’t work out even when I tried. And as melancholy as these thoughts were at first, it pushed me to the realization:

I love who I’ve become. I love that I’m queer.

And despite how grueling the process of it all has been, I wouldn’t trade all that heartache for a normal life if I could. I wouldn’t give it all up to be the straight girl with no struggles or worries about who she loved as I once believed I would. Even with the pain that it had brought, becoming queer has made me the person I am today.

And I love that person, even if there are still rough edges to be smoothed, I am finally unafraid of who I am.

Confession Time- Prompt Batch

Anonymous Asked: “Hey! Do you happen to have any prompts for two old friends who bicker a lot and are just discovering they have feelings for each other? You know, typical rivals to lovers trope… Plus an awkward confession, if it isn’t too much? Thank you in advance! I love your blog a lot!”

Anonymous Asked: “Hi, could you please write a hitman/spy guy trying to apologize to the girl he had to give to the hitman boss and also trying confess his love for her?”

I’ve gotten several other requests that partially included confessions as well, so I figured I’d tackle them all here.

Different confession prompts:

As an apology:

1. “Look, I know this doesn’t make up for anything, but… I did it for you. So you’d be safe. Because I… care about you. A lot.”

2. “I know this isn’t the best time, but I thought you deserved to know: I… I love you. I have for… Longer than I can remember.”

3. “I didn’t have a choice. They never give me a choice. I could either let the one I love die-that’s you, by the way-or they’d… They’d go after your family.”

4. “Even if you can never forgive me, you deserve to know the truth. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Frustrated:

5. “No, I won’t calm down! You almost died, and I can’t lose you! … Not you. Please, not you.”

6. “Don’t you get it? I-I’ve tried to tell you, so many times, but it’s like you aren’t listening!”

7. “Why? Because I love you, okay? Because I. Love. You.”

8. “Please, just think about this! If you do this, you could die! I can’t lose someone else that I-”

Awkwardly: (Popular request,)

9. “I-You know I’m not good at this stuff. Words, and junk. But… You’re important. To me.”

10. “We need to talk. About something important. I… I l… I love your face. And the stuff in it. and around it. Just you, in general.”

11. “So, the thing is-you know how we weren’t even friends? But then, you know, we were? Are? So…. What if I don’t want to be friends anymore? Not that I want to go back to hating you, more like… I want to start… Dating you.”

12. “We should date. For science. Because I like science. And you.”

13. “If I kissed you, would you punch me? Because I want to kiss you, but not if you’re going to punch me.”

Over-the-top Romantic:

14. “The thing is, it’s you, okay? It has always been you, for as long as I can remember. And even if you never feel the same, that won’t change.”

15. “I will always choose you. Every day. Every time. No matter what. Because I love you that much.”

16. “I’ll sing it, if I have to. Shout it from the rooftops. Whatever it takes to make you believe it.”

17. “When I look at you, I see something I haven’t seen in a long time: A future. But only if you want it.”

As A Goodbye:

18. “I know this is too little, too late, but you deserve to know.”

19. “We’ll see each other again, right? I still need to spend the rest of my life telling you how much I love you.”

20. “Shhh. Everything’s okay now, my love. I mean-No. No, that is what I mean.”

~I hope these help!~

Sentence Prompts

1. “I don’t hate you.”
2. “Maybe there’s more to me than what meets the eye.”
3. “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”
4. “It wasn’t supposed to be this way.”
5. “Anything for science.”
6. “Some say I have mixed morals… when, in reality, I just follow logic.”
7. “Why are you stealing my clothes?”
8. “It’s nothing personal.”
9. “The blood’s just from a nosebleed; don’t worry about it.”
10. “Give me the computer, I need to look up cute penguins.”
11. “I hope you die in a hole filled with spiders.”
12. “Don’t touch my food.”
13. “You’ve got that whole drunken-sway thing going on.”
14. “You think this shit is simple?”
15. “Tell me what you want me to say.”
16. “There was a time I thought I loved you.”
17. “No matter how bad things get, I’ll always be here for you.”
18. “I’m just as fucked up as you are.”
19. “This is bad, right?”
20. “You may think your secrets are well kept, but I know everything.
21. "Why isn’t anyone listening to me?”
22. “This is damaging my self-esteem, I hope you know.”
23. “I am here to grace you with my presence.”
24. “You’ve gone too far when the other one can’t walk away.”
25. “I honestly don’t think you’re like me at all.”
26. “Sometimes I feel like I’m tearing myself apart and I can’t stop.”
27. “I never knew you could bend like that.”
28. “You’re like a giant cinnamon role.”
29. “I don’t want to ruin you.”
30. “Aww, who knew you were such a cute kid. I always assumed you would’ve resembled a donkey.”
31. “I just want a hug.”
32. “You should be very, very scared of me.”
33. “It’s funny; I used to think anything was possible when I was a kid.”
34. “My entire universe is/used to be you.”
35. “I’m sick of feeling so useless all the time.”
36. “You won’t scare me away.”
37. “I don’t believe in love at first sight, but I believe in hate at first sight.”
38. “Get your hands off of my stuff.”
39. “When I was told I was going on a blind date, I never thought it’d be you.”
40. “I don’t even know who you are anymore.”
41. “We need to talk.”
42. “I don’t understand why you feel like you have to keep stuff from me.”
43. “I never knew you were a cat person.”
44. “Did you seriously get a tattoo?”
45. “How’d you get so good at first aid?”
46. “You’ve never seen Lion King?”
47. “Are your nails painted?”
48. “I really don’t care what you think.”
49. “Because that’s not weird at all.”
50. “I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship.”

Farewell, Pretty Little Liars.

Today is the day that we must finally say goodbye to Pretty Little Liars. With its never-ending theories and constant renewals, the PLL endgame always seemed like an intangible, abstract and theoretical concept that is just so far away, that it will simply never come. It feels so surreal to say that today is that day, which again, over the years, was never in sight. I thought watching Pretty Little Liars would just be some light, weekly, background entertainment. On June 8 2010, I did not truly know what crazy rollercoaster I had stumbled upon. Through numerous ups and downs, these past 7 years have certainly been unforgettable. If you told me seven years ago that a television show will have such a positive impact on my life, I would have laughed at you and called you dramatic. Tell me that today, and I’ll smile in appreciation at the positive influence and power a television show can bestow upon its viewers.

Not every show makes it to seven seasons, particularly mystery shows. Seven years is a long time. I started watching this show when I was 13, and I am now 19. (I realise I am probably very young in comparison to most other PLL fans!) Just to visually see this: Pretty Little Liars was with me while I was 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18 and 19. These are arguably some of the most important years of one’s life. As I grew, PLL grew too, in a literal sense, as we got a time jump where the characters matured, but also in figurative sense, since the stories gradually shifted from being high-school oriented to dark and twisted themed through a demented dollhouse and a psychologically straining board game. All while PLL was on the air, I graduated from primary school and high school, started university, got my driver’s license, my first job, credit card, car, gone overseas by myself, and made life-long friendships. Achieving all that never was easy, but it was made easier by PLL. If I ever struggled in my personal development, I always had PLL to fall back upon for psychological stability and security, aside from general entertainment. A part of me sees the end of PLL as if the training wheels are coming off my bike: for 7 years, I was learning how to become a young man, and now that I finally am one, I no longer need this safety rock that is PLL in order to continue developing.

This long, personal post is dedicated to me and my seven-year relationship with Pretty Little Liars.

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Still Sane// Jughead Jones x Reader

Requested By: @castellandiangelo
Prompts: 13, 12, 14, 16
Word Count: 1374

Summary: The reader is mentally unstable after witnessing the death of Jason Blossom yet is too afraid to speak about it to anyone. Jughead and the reader have only started their relationship as a couple yet Jughead has mentioned he loves the reader.

Warnings: mental illness, swearing


It’s was a cycle you began practicing everyday ever since you saw his death. You would come home from school, stare in the mirror and cry. You could have done something! You could have saved him!

You screamed on the inside, tortured yourself to think about it and what you could’ve have done to stop it. You can’t stop the feeling and you can’t stop replaying the moment in my head. Your trapped, your stuck, you feel paralyzed almost in fear and hatred of yourself.

The cell rings and you get sucked back into reality. You’ve been throwing things, your room is a mess and all kinds of shit is tossed on the floor or thrown on your bed. You reach for your phone and close your eyes not wanting to see the damage anymore.

“Hello? Who’s this?” You ask right away not wanting to open my eyes to check caller ID.

“Oh wow. You really care about me. It’s Jug
Y/N.”

“Oh I’m sorry, I was just-so-yeah I’m sorry Jughead.”

He chuckles and it relives you for a split second,“It’s okay I guess. Hey you promised you’d help me write a few days ago, and I’m sorta close by. Would you let me in?”

“Yes!” You say without hesitation,“I mean, yeah, why not I just, come over.”

“Alright I’ll see you in, erm, six?”

“Yeah okay love. See you.”

“Bye.”

He hangs up and you sigh and open my eyes. The damage you had caused was still there. No different. You feel the memory of that day coming back to you and you feel yourself getting sucked in but close my eyes. You try to remember something else. Something far more happier than that day.

“What’s wrong Veronica?” You ask as she approaches your locker squirming,“You seem odd.”

She laughs,“Anything but. So I heard you and Jug have started going out? How long?”

You give her a questioning look,“Seven dates so far. Why?”

“Hasn’t asked you be his girlfriend yet?”

“No. And he doesn’t need to. I’m perfectly fine in the state we are in.”

Veronica smiles,“Alright. Well I overhead Jughead talking with Archie. And Jughead is smitten.”

The though Jughead had mentioned he loved you even though you had asked him out with a the line of “You, me, date, Friday. Pick me up at six. Okay bye!”

“Nice to know.” You smile and you begin to walk down the hall and she follows.

“And well Jughead may have mentioned he loves you.”

Your smile grows and Veronica looks at you happily.

“All I have to say is, maybe you should think about loving him back. Just a thought.”

“Just a thought?” You laugh lightly.

“Yeah just a tiny tiny little thought.”


You smile at the memory and slowly open your eyes.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You scream when you look at the mirror once again.

You see it all, the words you wrote with consciousness, you could have done something, you could have saved him, your as bad as a killer.

Is it true? You want to say something yet the words won’t come out. Why won’t anything come out about that day? You don’t want to feel the guilt anymore your ready to tell somebody.

For fucks sake why can’t I tell somebody!

“Hey Y/N!” You hear someone scream from outside the window. You walk over and see Jughead out on your lawn and he waves at you. You don’t wave back and you only notice when you pull away for the window and try to hide everything thrown under your bed.

After that, you run downstairs and you open the door for Jughead. Maybe this, well Jug, was the detox you needed from all havoc you’ve been causing yourself.

“Hey-”

You pull him for a hug and catch Jug off surprise for he isn’t a huge hugger. Jughead surprisingly hugs you back.

“Hey… are you okay? You don’t usually hug me when we see each other. Not that it’s a bad thing or anything, I guess.”

You let go,“Sorry. I’m sorry.” You say awkwardly,“I didn’t mean to really…”

You gesture for him to follow as you head up towards your room.

You open the door and look through your closet for a sweater as you hear Jughead shut the door.

“What are you writing about?” You ask as you continue searching. Jughead doesn’t answer you,“Jug?”

You back away from the area and look at Jughead who is twisting his head to read what you wrote on the mirror with a marker.

Shit. You had forgot to clean that up.

You grab your makeup wipes and immediately attempt to clean the mirror as quick as you can. The wipes only smudge the words and it’s still visible, so you take duct tape from the floor and ripe pieces to cover it up.

“You know. I’m just decorating my room.” You say as you rip another piece and stick it over,“I just noticed it’s better without those words.” You speak rapidly.

“Y/N.” Jughead says.

You continue sticking pieces.

“Y/N!” He yells at you now.

You look back at him and try to pull at another piece yet he takes it away from you.

“What the hell are you doing?” He ask setting his bag down and grabbing a hold of your arms.

“Jug let go, let me just-”

“Y/N what the hell is going on?”

“What? What do you mean?”

He sighs,“You think I don’t notice? You started coming into to school with red eyes and bags under them. Your distance and last time I set up a date you didn’t show up.”

You stare hardly at the floor clenching you fists not wanting to feel now both the guilts rising up to take over your thoughts.

“Do you really love me, or was that an illusion you made me believe?”

“What?” He says leaning forward.

You look at him in the eyes grabbing the side of his face and holding him there,“Did you really mention you loved me, did someone really tell me, did you really do it? Or am I making that up?”

Jughead looks at you and he smiles lightly,“No I- I did mention that. I think I love you. I guess Veronica did tell you.”

You let go of his head and wrap your arms around his neck and he doesn’t question this time, he wraps his arms around you and holds you protectively as you cry. Part of you is happy your not losing all your sanity but still the other part feels it’s still losing itself.

“I’m not very good when it comes to relationships.” Jughead tells you,“So I might be wrong about this. But if something is wrong, you can tell me.”

You wipe you tears with your sleeves and Jughead leans in to kiss your forehead.

“I just- I want to tell someone. I do but the words won’t come out.”

He rubs your back soothingly as you press your cheek against his chest as you continue talking.

“But I saw something, and it’s all I think about Jug. I can’t go a day without having hundreds of flashbacks to it. I feel like I’m not living anymore.”

Jughead pulls back to look at you,“Y/N if you ever need me. I’m here okay?”

You nod and Jughead leans into you to kiss you. It’s slow, very slow, yet it’s okay because this is new. Jughead always gave you peck, for you know he was not the best at kissing, but the longer he kissed the more you felt like he really did love you, even if you’ve only been a official couple for a few weeks.

“You hungry?” He asks you when he pulls away.

“I could go for some food.”

“Oh good. I thought you were going to say no.”

“And what if I did say no?”

“I would still go Y/N. Between you and food, I chose food.”

“Wow, I’m so special.” You chuckle before kissing his cheek.

He swings his bag onto his body and takes your hand in his as he leads the way.

How to Not Be a Shitty Customer

1. Understand that we’ve been on our feet all day and probably dealing with shitty customers and bullies since we clocked in. Most of us as students trying to make extra money, and we’re stressed enough as it is without shitty customers making us feel like we fell out of a dog’s ass.

2. Say hello. We’re not servants. We’re people, and we like to be respected. Don’t just throw your shit on the counter and expect complete servitude.

3. Don’t come to us when you’re talking on the phone. That’s the height of rudeness.

4. If you’ve made a reservation or a booking, don’t tell me your phone died, or you lost the letter or email, or give some other excuse which is going to make it impossible to complete your order. If we sent you information on your order, write it down.

5. If you want to complain, do not complain to the person on the till/shop floor/bar/tables. 99% of the time, the fuck-up was caused by a failed delivery, a system error, a stock error or a similar diablos ex machina in the narrative that is retail, and we can’t do anything about it.

6. If we DO fuck up, and it’s easily fixed, LET US FIX IT. Don’t start insulting someone because we forgot one item or some other asinine bullshit that can be fixed in a few minutes.

7. Don’t ask for the manager. Ever. Unless I’m being rude or offensive, don’t ask for the manager. This is peak dickhead behaviour. You ESPECIALLY do not ask for the manager if YOU were being difficult or rude in the first place and I was reacting in my defence (i.e., not letting you walk all over me), or if I’m not performing my job to “your standard”.

8a. If you’re a customer at an establishment where leaving a tip is optional, leave a tip.

8b. If the employee tells you we can’t accept tips, don’t try and force a tip on us. It will fuck up our till and the manager will shout at us because it will be assumed that we stole from the customer, or we didn’t give a customer the right change.

9. Not everyone who works here is fully 100% trained. People come and go every few months in retail and we’re not all at the same level of training. So don’t get pissed off when the new guy doesn’t come zooming out of the stock room with your 11-item order and twelve coupons.

10. If I’m on my break, I’m on my break. End of discussion.

11. We’re only going to be well-mannered if you are. You’re not above us.

12. And on that note, you’re not above other customers as well. There’s a line for a reason. Wait in it.

13. And if you see me on the shop floor and ask me to put through an order for you because you don’t want to wait in the line, you’re the worst.

14. Don’t try to “bond” with me by making fun of other customers I’ve been serving.

15. Don’t say “I can see the item behind you!” if I tell you we have zero in stock. There’s so many different reasons why we might not be able to sell it, including reservations, stock adjustments, recalls, display, or just because the item is unavailable for sale until a certain date.

16. If I say we can’t do something, we can’t do it. No amount of harassing me or my manager will do anything to change that.

17. Complaining that you’ve been waiting for a long time in the store won’t change anything either. We’re busy, we’re working hard, and we’re trying our best to get you in and out of the store as fast as we can.

18. If you snitch on one of my coworkers, I literally won’t give a shit. We’re all together, even the people who hate each other.

19. You have to wait. It’s part of shopping. You wait in line, you wait your turn, you wait for your card to be accepted, you wait for your change, you wait for your item being scanned, you wait for your food/drink/item being brought out, and you wait when I have to walk across the store to help you. Don’t be rude when your order isn’t complete within seconds because it’s entirely unfeasible.

20. Don’t be sleazy to my female coworkers. They’re not interested in you, and they weren’t interested in the five married men who hit on them before you.

21. If it’s out of stock, it’s out of stock. If the store allows you to order in, we can order it in. If the store makes it available for delivery, we can have it delivered. But nothing we can do will make your item appear in the store for you to take home right now, so don’t be difficult.

22. Don’t come in as soon as the store opens or as the store is closing. Honestly. Every single person in the store hates you. We’re exhausted, we aren’t getting paid for the extra minutes we have to serve you, and we want to go home. This is the biggest dick move you can pull as a customer, apart from screaming and asking for the manager.

23. Don’t be rude when we suggest a store card/special offer/product insurance policy. We have to offer this to everyone or we get yelled at. Just wait until we’re done talking so our managers can hear that we’re offering it, then politely decline. We don’t want to sell overpriced shit that will get you into debt, and we know you don’t want it, but managers still force our hand.

24. “If it doesn’t scan that means I get it for free hahaha” We have heard this joke literally more times than we can count so please stop.

25. “It says it’s cheaper on the shelf over there.” Okay, BUT - the tills reflect the current price of the item, and customers LITERALLY come in and switch price tags around so they can cause trouble and get shit for cheaper than they should, which gets US into trouble because our tills don’t have the right amount in them. If there’s an offer or a deal on at the time of purchase and we haven’t changed the price tags, then by all means let us know. But if there’s an obviously easily removed price tag on an item and you’re trying to get it for cheaper, chances are, you’re not getting it for that price.

26. Don’t come into the store with 50 gift vouchers or coupons and don’t try and use some complicated wireless payment if we don’t accept it.

27. I personally work in a store with over 20,000 items in stock. It’s basically a warehouse with tills. I don’t know jack shit about anything we sell other than games and computers. So don’t shout at me when I don’t know if the snooker table you’ve ordered is collapsable or not. No, I shouldn’t “have to know this stuff” because it’s literally impossible for any human being to know the specifics of thousands of products.

28. Clean up after yourself. Don’t leave milkshake cups and crumbs all over the store, because the people who have to clean that shit is US, and it’s NOT in our job description, but we’re made to do it anyway.

29. Don’t shop while you’re drunk or high. I shouldn’t even have to say this but for fuck sake it needs to be said, apparently.

30. Don’t vape in my face when I’m serving you. I have an e-cigarette too, which I use heavily because I’m so stressed out from working in fucking retail, and if I can wait five hours for my break to use it, you can wait five minutes to use yours.

31. I’m so sorry because this one is total bullshit but please don’t bring your dog into the store if you can. WE get shouted at because our managers are the ones who don’t want them in the store, and WE are the ones expected to be total dicks to dog owners.

32. Don’t complain to me if someone brought a crying baby into the store. Don’t complain to them either. Babies cry. That’s what they do. They cry when they’re hungry, tired, sick, dirty or scared. And babies scare easily. It’s not easy being a parent of a baby so cut them slack and don’t cause a damn scene over it.

33. This goes for disabled customers, customers who use mobility scooters, and senior customers with walking canes or Zimmer frames. They’ll take as long as they need and you wait your damn turn. This should go without saying too, but I’ve had customers complain to ME about how we’re “too slow” because the customer before them was using a mobility/support device of some kind. That’s none of your fucking business and it’s NOT something you have the right to complain about.

34. If you’re shopping in a store with displays that are easily messed up (like clothes), don’t just mess it up and leave it there. If you’re taking a shirt out, fold it at least SOMEWHAT neatly before you put it back. And if you can’t, let us know so we can keep the place tidy.

35. Stop giving prank names to baristas. They don’t give a shit. None of us give a shit. It’s not funny.

36. Bring your cups/trays back to the counter/disposal area otherwise mama didn’t raise you right.

37. If your coupon is expired. It’s expired. We can’t turn back time.

38. Nor can we teleport, so if your coupon’s at home, there’s nothing we can do about that either.

39. You need to understand that employees in retail get monitored on everything we do, INCLUDING how much money is in our till compared to the price of every item we sell through that till. So no, we can’t just “knock” 10% off for your inconvenience in the store, we can’t “take the price of the coupon off” because you left it at home, we can’t “just give you” a refund without a receipt even though you “swear you bought it here”, and we can’t “just change the price” of an item because you “think it’s too expensive”. If the store does price matches against similar stores, or if the store has a price promise for items reserved at a cheaper price, then yes, we will change the price for you. But don’t kick up a fuss because you think iPhone chargers are overpriced. They totally are. But that’s not in my control.

40. No, I don’t want the 99.

41. Don’t talk to us like we’re robots. “Good morning. I would like to purchase two items today please.” No offense but what the fuck is that? Why do people talk like this to cashiers? “Hey what’s up, can I buy this book and a stapler?” is totally fine. In fact, it’s preferred. Talk to us like you’d talk to literally any other human being on the planet.

42.. The customer isn’t “always right” and I wanna fight the fucker that came up with this ridiculous egotistical mantra.

Diabolik lovers ‘’5th Anniversary book ‘’ [Laito’s interview] ~translation|traducción~

Thanks to @bittersweet-faerietale  for having helped  me with the translation!!

  • 1. Right now, what are you into?

Nfu♪ Are you interested in what I’m into~? Well, since you asked, I’ll tell you♪ Recently I’m interested in this camera. It has a good performance~ With this I can take pictures of those places of Bitch-chan~♪ Hey, It’s okay, right?

  • 2. What kind of fashion are you into lately?

If I had to tell my fashion, then it are the hats♪ I’m recently wearing different shapes’ hats~ Rounder hats, or larger hats.I recently tried using one with feathers.

  • 3. What habits do you have that you’ll do without realizing?

My habits? You mean like when I’m in town and I see a girl but my eyes drift to her legs? Or like when I imagine what color underwear she is wearing, or what type of design will they have?But that’s just my instincts, so it can’t be helped~ Ah, but as I thought, Bitch-chan’s legs are the best~

  • 4. How do you spend your days-off?

Of course you ask when I do this~ and that~ with Bitch-chan? Ohhh~? Could it be that you just recently thought of unusual things? That’s bad~I have not really said anything indecent, you know~?Besides I am a gentleman, so what Bitch-chan wants to do, or the place where she wants to go, is what we will do on our date~

  • 5. What do you wear to sleep? 

Such a thing how you are interested about what clothes I sleep… You are a per-vert♪ But that’s fine, I’ll tell you especially.I wear usual pajamas, one that is smooth to the touch, so when you touch your skin on the fabric it feels nice~

  • 6. What do you definitely do before sleeping? 

Of course, I give Bitch-chan a goodnight’s kiss~ If I don’t have enough of Bitch-chan then I’ll not be able to sleep~Just kidding~ Well, it’s not just a kiss, but still the rest is a secret of Bitch-chan and mine.

  • 7. What part of your body you like the best?

Of course, it’s the mole that I have on the corner of my mouth♪ Moles are sexy. Besides, is not it exciting to find moles on unusual places?

  • 8. What do you like the most of your room?

What I like the most, huh~ As I thought, it’s my bed. The dreams you have in bed can be obscene, nfu♪ Besides, sleeping in it feels nice, it’s perfect.It’s so large that we can sleep together, and there is even room for two more pillows

  • 9. Tell us one memorable impression that you have of yours brothers.

Let’s see, even if you ask me to remember it, it’s complicated. Since we have spent a lot of time together.I have a lot of silly/absurd memories, you know? Like when I ate Kanato-kun’s macarons, and he got angry. Or like when I got involved in Ayato’s joke and Reiji got angry~

  • 10. What you think of KarlHeinz? 

I don’t know anything about that person~. What is that person thinking? Well, apart from him [that person] nobody else knows what he’s thinking [That person].I don’t think about him at all. For now.

  • 11. Where would you go on a date?

Mmm~ Where would it be okay? To a store where there are lots of macarons? Bitch-chan likes sweet things too.And also, it’s a bit simple, but maybe to a theme park? Riding the mechanical attractions, so that her skirt starts to shake when we climb into those attractions, and also flirt within the wheel of fortune~That would be pretty fun.

  • 12. What does a girl do to make your heart skip a beat?

When women cross their legs. The beautiful legs of girl being crossed, sounds good. Without noticing, I finish looking at them~When they have black stockings, and high heels look more sexy. Now I’ll tell Bitch-chan to wear that.

  • 13. How does her blood taste? 

Bitch-chan’s Butler, Laito-kun, will tell you especially to you~ The flavor of Bitch-chan’s blood, is a mischievous taste♪It’s so sweet and thick, once you taste it, you will not think of anything other than blood to the point where you feel sick.Once you feel the scent of her blood, you will not be able to breathe.

  • 14. From which body part do you like to suck her blood?

From your thighs, perhaps it’s not obvious~ Once you bite those soft thighs from Bitch-chan’s legs, her sweet blood will flow through your mouth… ahh, just imagining it made me wants to drink her blood~

  • 15. What does her existence mean to you?

What is Bitch-chan for me? Let’s see, Bitch-chan is special. For me, she’s the only special girl that I drink blood from in this world.Because there’s no way I’m not interested in that naughty girl. From now on let’s have a lot of fun, Bitch-chan♪

Español abajo~

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100 Questions!

Thought these might be fun? Ask me some and I’ll try(I can’t promise) to get something up for you later!
these questions aren’t my own

1. What’s your middle name, and do you like it?
2. are you artistic?
3. Have you had your first kiss?
4. What is your life goal?
5. Do you have any expieriences with a famous person?
6. Do you play any sports?
7. What’s your worst fear?
8. Who’s your biggest inspiration?
9. Do you have any cool talents?
10. are you a morning person?
11. How do you feel about pet names?
12. Do you like to read?
13. Name a list of shows that have changed your life.
14. Do you care about your follower count?
15. What’s the best dream you’ve had?
16. Have you ever kissed someone of your same gender?
17. Do you have any pets?
18. Are you religious?
19. Are you a people person?
20. Are you considered popular?
21. What is one of your bad habits?
22. What’s something that makes you feel vulnerable
23. What would you name your children?
24. Who’s your celebrity crush?
25. What’s your best subject?
26. Dogs or cats?
27. most used social media besides tumblr?
28. best friends name
29. who does your main family consist of
30. Chocolate or sugar
31. have you ever been on a date?
32. Do you like rollercosters?
33. Can you swim?
34. What would you do in the event of an apocolypse?
35. Have you struggled with any kind of mental disorder
36. Are your parents together?
37. What’s your favourite colour?
38. What country are you from/do you live in?
39. Favourite singer?
40. Do you see yourself being famous some day?
41. Do you like dresses?
42. Favourite song right now?
43. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?
44. How old were you when you first got your period?
45. Have you ever shot a gun?
46. Have you ever done yoga?
47. Are you a horror girl?
48. Are you good at giving advice?
49. Tell us a story about your childhood.
50. How are you doing today?
51. Were you a cute kid?
52. Can you dance?
53. Is there anything you do that you can’t remember ever not doing?
54. Have you ever dyed your hair?
55. What colour are your eyes?
56. What’s your favourite animal?
57. Have you ever made a huge fool of yourself?
58. Do you have a good relationship with your parents?
59. Do you have good friends?
60. Are you close with anyone of the lgbtq+ group?
61. What’s your favourite class?
62. List all the tv shows you are watching.
63. Are you organized?
64. What was the last movie you saw? Opinion?
67. Which tv character do you relate to most?
68. What are some things that stand between you and complete happiness?
69. If you received enough money to never need to work again, what would you spend your time doing?
70. What would you change about your life if you knew you would never die?
71. What would you do differently if you knew that no one was judging you?
72. If you could start over, what would you do differently?
73. Would you break the law to save a loved one?
74. When was the last time you travelled somewhere new?
75. When you think of your home, what immediately comes to mind?
76. What have you done to pursue your dreams lately? How about today?
77. What did you want to be when you were a kid?
78. If you dropped everything to pursue your dreams, what would you be risking?
79.When did you not speak up, when you know you really should have?
80. Describe the next five years of your life, and your plans, in a single sentence
81. What would happen if you never wasted another minute of your life, what would that look like?
82. If you could live forever, how would you spend eternity?
83. How would you spend a billion dollars?
84. If you could time travel, would you go to the past or the future?
85. What motivates you to succeed?
86. What dream that you’ve had has resonated with you the most?
87. Would you rather live in the city or the woods? Why?
88. Do you believe in life after death
89. What teacher inspired you the most? How did they?
90. What’s your fondest childhood memory?
91. If you could have dinner with any one person, living or dead, who would they be and why?
92. What would you have to see to cry tears of joy?
93. What is the hardest lesson you had to learn in life?
94. What do you think happens after we die?
95. What would you do if you would be invisible?
96. What’s something you can’t do no matter how hard you try?
97. Would you want to choose the sex and appearance of your offspring?
98. How did your first crush develop?
99. Is there a feeling you are trying to ignore? What is it?
100. Do you live or do you just exist?

25 Reasons to be Positive about KH3

1. We got a new trailer a few days ago!

2.It looks beautiful. 

3. There is very clear technical and graphical  improvements from the 2015 E3 trailer. 

4. We are getting a new trailer in a month!

5. We are getting a new world in month too! Will it be Frozen? Treasure Planet? Atlantis, Wreck it Ralph, or Jungle book? Place your bets now! it doesn’t matter if you lose because all of them would be great.

6. Two trailers in two months (one at a major Disney event) could mean the marketing for this game has started in earnest, meaning the game is closer to release than we expected. 

7. There’s the possibility for a trailer at TGS in September too!

8. The 2020 claim is nonsense! The ‘up to three years’ statement included the as yet untitled marvel IP, and the CEO of SE has said that statement does not specifically apply to KH3 or FFVII:Remake. 

9. Wide open spaces, height and platforming

Originally posted by endiness

That floating island has a chest on it, there’s grind rails coming in and out of the clouds, the whole area is complex and huge - sign me up!

10. Gorgeous details. Sora has tiny crowns on the soles of his shoes. The glitter effects when he changes form are gorgeous. the end of his keyblade glows different colours when he casts magic. This is high production value stuff. 

11. 3 party members in battle. You don’t have to swap anyone out!

12. HERCULES.

13. Second form is Limit form but with KH2 clothes. 

14. San Fransokyo is already confirmed. Imagine it with the size, scale, height and detail of mount Olympus.

15. The trailer we got this week is believed to be the one promised for winter. This would mean that the game is even further along than it looks right now. 

16. Nomura said there would be ‘final news’ at D23. A lot have people have taken this to mean that a release date or window will be announced. I think it might be Nomura’s odd way of hinting at the first FF cameo reveal. Whatever he may mean it will be a good thing - people don’t tease bad news. 

17. Dan Seto, who works for SE as a community manager (I think - he’s definitely something) has said “ Mark #D23Expo/15th July down in your calendar. I think you will really like the news”. 

18. A Famitsu interviewer asked Nomura for story info about the next trailer, and freaked out at what he told him. 

19. The disney characters look amazing. Especially Hades. 

20. THE BLACK BOX. 

21. ROXASSSS!!!!! My boy might come back!

22. Aqua, Ven, everyone else Sora should be saving could be a reason on their own. I want to see them again.

23. The thing silhouetted here

I think its some kind of gun. I can’t wait to find out!

25. Even if the game takes quite some time to come out, we can see for ourselves that time makes it better. Patience isn’t fun but there’s other games beside KH, and other ways to spend your time besides games. Await the game with optimism. 

25. Being negative is no fun. 

Please be excited. 

                                          Larry Summer Fics

1. We Were Made to Love by supernope
Words: 16k

[or, Harry drives a kiddie train in the shopping centre for the summer and is obsessed with babies, and Louis never stood a chance.]

2. It’s All Brand New Because of You by supernope
Words: 16k

AKA, Louis starts a new job as a summer camp counselor at the local aquarium and Harry is a biologist who really likes teaching people about the ocean.

3. Someone New by Centa0592
Words: 19k

A staceys mom AU where Louis Tomlinson is the father of Harry’s best friend and he’s really super hot.

4. I’d Burn This City Down to Show You the Light by you_explode
Words: 23k

Harry’s a sheltered rich kid and Louis’s a punk with a heart of gold. They meet when Louis breaks into Harry’s house, Harry obtains an instant and all-encompassing crush, and they spend the summer falling into a whirlwind romance.

5. Just the Outlines of Our Hands by justaboat
Words: 23k

Louis is a mechanic who wants nothing to do with Harry. Harry’s a bored rich kid in the summertime who wants everything to do with Louis.

An au very loosely based on The Notebook.

6. Our Little Corner of the World by brownheadedstranger
Words: 29k

AU. Louis is stuck in his mom’s diner for the summer. Harry is the line cook with a pickup truck.

7. Language or the Kiss by Awriterwrites 
Words: 31k

OR the one where Louis’ the best at everything until Harry comes along and makes him think twice. About everything.

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Disposable pt14

Being friends with benefits with Min Yoongi can be complicated (at best) by itself. But when you accidentally tell your family (and his boss) that the two of you are dating, things get messy. It only complicates things more when you blackmail Yoongi into pretending to date you, and neither of you can quite keep your feelings separate, no matter how much you try.

Angst, fluff, slight smut at times.

Yoongi x Reader

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15 


“How’s he feeling?” Jungkook asked, watching as you buttered toast to bring to Yoongi.

“How do you think he’s feeling?” You scoffed. Jungkook had been the one to hear you trying to half-carry Yoongi inside the previous night, and had helped without saying a word.

“Was he drinking because of all of us? We uh… Kind of backed him into a corner in the car…” Jungkook rubbed his neck, giving you an apologetic smile.

You sighed. Truth be told, while you were fairly sure whatever Jungkook, Jimin, Namjoon and Seokjin had done to Yoongi in the car contributed, you didn’t think that was the main reason—it was more likely your fault. “I don’t know, Jungkook…” You said, turning to face him. “You could be nicer to him, though.”

Jungkook grimaced. “I know, Namjoon keeps telling me the same thing… I just get worried, you know? I don’t want you to get hurt because of some idiot who doesn’t treat you right.”

“I know.” You said, giving him a sympathetic smile.

“But I’ve decided something. I think I misjudged Yoongi.” This came as a complete surprise to you. After all the death glares and accusatory questions, the last thing you thought Yoongi getting drunk would do was make Jungkook reconsider.

“Oh?” You asked, raising your eyebrows.

“Yeah. See, I’ve known him since college, and I guess I just… Assumed he was the same as he was back then when it came to dating.” Jungkook shrugged. “Maybe you changed him. Or maybe he changed, and then you started dating him. Either way, he’s different.”

“What do you mean?” You asked off-handedly. You didn’t want to sound like you didn’t know anything about what Yoongi was like in college, but you couldn’t help but ask.

“Oh, you know… After that girl broke his heart, he just kind of…” Jungkook shrugged. “I never heard exactly what happened, you probably know more about all that mess than I do, but it was like he just… Stopped trying?” Jungkook sipped his coffee.

“Stopped trying…how?” You were in dangerous territory—Jungkook had accepted Yoongi, you didn’t need to put doubts back in his head—but you were so curious.

“He just…Shut himself off from the world. You should really talk to Yoongi about that though, I don’t like to gossip.”

You shook your head. “It isn’t gossip! I didn’t realize you two were so close.”

“We weren’t.” He said. “Not in college, I mean. Namjoon introduced us, he wanted us to be friends for some reason. I’m surprised Yoongi never mentioned anything about it. Then again, no one wants to relive painful memories, right?”

“Right. He doesn’t like talking about it, so…” You said, distracted by your own thoughts. “Jungkook? Do you remember what you heard happened between him and the girl?” It wasn’t your business, you knew, and you almost hoped Jungkook would say he couldn’t recall.

“I didn’t know him very well at the time.” Jungkook said, shifting slightly. “So I never heard from him. Just… what other people said.”

“And?” You pressed.

“And people said that he bought a ring to propose. Then walked in on her cheating.” Jungkook said it quietly, as though he was afraid Yoongi would hear. “And I don’t like spreading rumors, so you should really ask him.”

You nodded again, picking up the plate with toast on it and putting it on a tray along with coffee and some Tylenol. It was no wonder Yoongi pushed people away, going through that would be horrible—not that it excused the way he treated you when you were friends with benefits, but you could see how an experience like that might change someone.

Before you left the room, however, Jungkook caught your attention.

“Is…Is everything alight with you two?” He asked. There was no venom in his voice, however, just a genuine concern. “I know it’s not really my business, but…”

“Everything’s fine.” You assured him with a smile. “We’re fine.”


When Yoongi’s head finally stopped hurting enough for him to venture out of the bedroom, the yard looked nothing like it had the previous day. Large tents, big enough for at least five tables each had been placed around, with fairy lights strung all around. The sun was still a little too bright, so Yoongi turned to go back inside after finding where all the noise was coming from and not seeing you anywhere.

“Looks good, doesn’t it?” Seokjin asked from where he leaned against the side of the house, watching the workers. “Namjoon spends a stupid amount of money on these things, but they sure are pretty.” He flashed Yoongi a smile.

“Yeah, I guess.” Yoongi agreed. He had been looking for you (to find out what was going on, not because he wanted to be near you for some inexplicable reason) and in all honesty wanted to continue his search.

“Are you feeling better?” Seokjin asked, and Yoongi realized he had no idea how much you told them—or even if they had seen him the previous night. You brought him breakfast-in-bed and then disappeared, saying something about needing to help get ready for Namjoons party. “I know Jungkook said you were feeling quite ill this morning, do you think it was something you ate?”

“Just allergies, I think. I’m feeling much better, thanks.” Yoongi said, returning the smile. It was possible that you told Jungkook that he was sick, but the likelihood of Jungkook believing that seemed slim, so Yoongi didn’t know what to think.

“Good. That means you can help me decide where the DJ should set up.”


The day passed in a blur of yelling, decorations, and you trying to convince Namjoon that he wasn’t old, no matter how much you teased him about it. You saw Yoongi occasionally, being dragged around by either Soekjin or Jimin, but never for long enough to really talk to him. Jungkook told you that Jimin was doing it on purpose because he thought it was funny to watch Yoongi try to come up with excuses to be in the same room as you.

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Onision’s Track Record: Underage Girls

In light of recent events, here is a post detailing Greg’s relationships with underage girls. Getting in trouble with the legal age of consent is nothing new to Greg and something he has a lot of experience defending himself for. I hope this sheds some light to the current situation with his forums and exploiting his underage fans.

Shiloh

Shiloh explicitly states that Greg violated the Mann Act, which is essentially a federal law claiming that it is illegal to transport women/girls across state lines for sexual acts. People are still prosecuted to this date for violating this law, a pastor was recently convicted in 2012 for transporting a minor to a state with a lower age of consent to have sex with her. Which is the exact same thing Greg had done multiple times with Shiloh.

In this screenshot, Shiloh recounts her abusive relationship with Greg again but with more details into his warped sexual fantasies. Near the end Shiloh mentions how young she was when she was taken advantage of and announces her fear that Taylor could experience the same abuse. She makes a point to mention her age being the same as Taylor’s when they began their relationship with Greg.

Taylor

Greg knowingly entered a relationship with Taylor while she was underage and attending high school. Greg met with lawyers frequently to confirm the legality of their relationship, while Taylor’s father objected that it was illegal in his opinion. The age of consent in New Mexico being 17. Greg and Taylor met only 10 days making contact online and had sex the first day they met in person. Greg obviously does not take issue with having sexual relationships with minors. Greg also married Taylor secretly from her parents only a month after turning 18! Which doesn’t seem totally underhanded and sketchy at all! /s

Side Note:

Billie joined their relationship in the end of 2015/early 2016 when she was 18 years old. Age of consent in Billie’s home state, Virginia, is 18. I find it curious that Greg seems to carefully check the laws before pursuing anything. He’s aware he is doing something morally wrong and knows he can get into some legal shit if he isn’t careful.

Also here is a screenshot of Taylor patronizing Billie for her age even though she was even younger when she got with Greg.

Greg like to harp on to the fact that a lot of his criticizers seem to point out the fact that he’s been in multiple questionable relationships with minors, and still feels like he hasn’t done anything wrong. The fact that this has happened not once, but twice shows his true intentions when it comes to children. Greg likes to forget the fact that teenagers are still children.

His Audience in General

OnisionDrama made a great post outlining Greg’s target demographic and why YouTube analytics aren’t exactly a valid reference when trying to determine the average age of an Onision fan. I know personally I lied about my age online from the time I was 12-17, which is the exact age range of Greg’s followers. Here we have multiple polls from 2012-2016 showing the majority of fans are indeed minors. Which is why most of the girls featured in his “body positivity” videos are underage.

Here is a poll from Taylor as well, showing most of their shared demographic being under 16 years old.

Sarah

Sarah is a friend of Taylor’s. They began talking when she was 14. After her sixteenth birthday, Greg and Taylor started housing her officially. She moved in with them around Halloween 2016 and has been there since. The age of consent is 16 in Washington. Notice how once again, Greg calculated the perfect time to move her in after she became legal.

Miscellaneous  Notes

It’s been speculated that Greg privately emailed Robert Casio to defend his actions and offered verbal support. Robert Casio being a convicted sex criminal after impregnating a 13 year-old child. Casio uploaded this video thanking Greg for his kind words of encouragement, but only referred to him by his first name and not his online persona as to prevent public backlash.

AntiSouthernMovement being a well-known second alias of Greg, left this comment showing his support of a convicted sex felon. SG also did a video calling Greg out which has more details of the situation.

What I feel to be pretty damning against Onision’s case of “dindu nuffin wrong” was the email scandal that happened in 2013. Someone sent Greg an email claiming to be a model/actress that would like to collaborate sometime, she mentioned being 17 years old, and attached a topless photo. Greg then pursued and asked for her facebook for more pictures and to communicate further. After this came out to the public, Greg began the process of covering his own ass at first by saying “I didn’t see her age!” then later changing it to “I never opened the attachment!”.

Another piece of damning evidence is how much Greg has announced that he isn’t a therapist. He has no desire to help his followers. 

He never wanted to offer guidance to his audience. He dismissed and out right ignored any fans emailing him for help/advice. But now he has changed his tune since it’s more convenient for him to act like his videos are therapy for those who need it, rather than admitting he was asking for pictures of minors’ bodies.

It’s also important to note context. Greg says the photos are harmless and nothing you wouldn’t see in a public swimming pool. The context of underwear though is that is IS private. Swimwear serves an obvious purpose for being comfortable clothing specially to swim in. Underwear’s purpose is to protect your genitals, it is meant for privacy, to be worn underneath clothing. The hard difference between the two is obvious, swimwear is public, while underwear is private.

So understand that photos of underage girls alone in their room, posing in bra and panties, will always been seen in a sexual context. 

So what we can gather from all of the above is:

  1. Greg has no issues being in sexual relationships with minors. As long as it’s barely within the legal limits, he has no moral opposition to dating children.
  2. Greg invites minors into his life and supports relationships with minors even as young as 13.
  3. Greg is aware of his demographic’s age and takes advantage of their naivety for sexually themed photographs of minors.
  4. Greg never intended his “body positivity” videos to be helpful. Greg never had any intentions on helping his fans.
  5. Greg is not qualified to comment on the health of developing girls’ bodies. Greg has no medical certifications nor any experience in the medical field. This includes therapy.
  6. Greg somehow doesn’t understand that you legally can’t make money from minors’ images without parental consent. Minors cannot legally consent without their parents permission.
  7. No matter how many excuses Greg comes up with, there’s no way he can talk himself out of being a hebephile piece of trash.

-N

1. Use the lyrics of your favorite song as the basis for a short story. 

2. Write a mystery. Start with a question and write until you answer it. If you don’t know the answer: even better. 

3.Tell this story: “And it was that exact moment that the power came back on…" 

4. Write a scene that starts with the line, "Darling, stop." 

5. Write a scene that happens right after a tradegy. Don’t mention the tragedy. 

6. Go to your nearest book. Turn to page 51. Find the first line of the last paragraph on the page. Use that line to start your scene. 

7. Write a story that starts with a word you picked out of a dictionary at random.

8. Write a scene using the line "Wait, these codes aren’t right." 

9. Use this in a scene: All I heard was "I swear it will be funny…”  and then we were in jail. 

10. Write a scene where your Antagonist stumbles upon someone from their past. Someone they tried to forget. How has time changed them? 

11. “So… I wasn’t supposed to press that button?”

12. Tell this story: “It was less than a second, maybe half a second, but it changed everything." 

13. Write about this: They sent me because I don’t exist.

14. Your story has to include this line, either at the beginning, middle, or end: ”…but if anyone asks, tell them we’re fine.“ 

15. Write about the sound of winter.

16. Create a character that is a villain to both your antagonist and protagonist. 

17. Shuffle time!! Put your music on shuffle and start writing. Everytime the song changes, change the mood of the story to match the music. 

18. Your character falls down a flight of stairs. What happens? 

19. Write about the morning after the day she died. 

20. Write a scene that takes place on a subway. There are five stops in the scene. 

21. Write a story that starts with a screech. 

22. Write a short paragraph ending with these words: He would give anything to turn back the clock five minutes.

23. What if the story started with this? The bomb exploded. 

24. When they were young, your Protagonist made a promise they weren’t able to keep. What was it?

25. Describe a character twice. Once to fall in love with them, then again to be repulsed by them. 

26. You are a kid’s imaginary friend. He’s growing up. You’re fading away. 

27. At birth, everyone has the date they will die tattooed on their arm. You were supposed to die yesterday. 

28. A little girl is terrified of the monster under her bed, but what she doesn’t know is that the monster under her bed protects her from the true monsters - her parents. 

29. Everyone human being is born with a birthmark signifying a great deed they are fated to do in their lives. Your first child has just been born with the mark of a murderer across her face.

30. Prompt: This is what the darkness promised. 

31. Write a letter to someone who doesn’t like you. 

32. I woke up to hear knocking on glass. At first I thought it was the window until I heard it come from the mirror again. 

33. Suddenly, all over the world, all children start drawing the same thing over and over again. 

34. Write about a character who can’t keep secrets. 

35. At the beginning of mankind, there were only zombies. They began to evolve and have a human apocalypse. 

36. You run into the gym and mysteriously find yourself in a forest. You learn you have been granted one super power. Describe your journey home. 

37. Write about this: What would you do if you weren’t afraid? 

38. What if tattoos just randomly appeared on our skin at key points in our lives and we had to figure out what they meant for ourselves. 

39. Write down who you were, who you are and what you want to remember. 

40. Write a scene that starts with: "I haven’t told anyone this before, but I’m going to tell you now.”

41. Write a scene using this line: “I saw what was in his mind. I know what he’s planning.”

42. Write a scene only using dialogue. Start with the line, “What do I do? He’s been there all day." 

43. Write dialogue - two people. They both say "I love you,” but only through subtext. 

44. Write a scene using these dialogues: “Do you trust me?” “No.” “Smart man.”

45. Dialogue Prompt: “I’m trying my best to be polite, but if you move that knife a centimeter closer to me I will tear you apart." 

46. Use this as inspiration for your next scene: You ruined me. I plan on returning the favor. 

47. Have one character convince another to do something incredibly stupid. 

48. Dialogue Prompt: "What’s the little blinking light mean?” “It means… wait, blinking?" 

49. Dialogue Prompt: "Now remember, if you hear ominous chanting, the appropriate response is to run." 

50. Dialogue Prompt: "Shit, man, we brought the wrong kid.” “You’re kidding me." 

Have fun writing!

Posted: 10 January 2015

Last Updated: 10 January 2015

7 years - BadBoy! Jeon Jungkook x Reader - Part 3

In all honesty this series was only going to have two parts but cause you guys are so damn cute I extended it.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 - Here  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10.1  Part 10.2  Part 10.3  Part 11  Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15


When you had gotten home, eyes puffy from crying tears of happiness, you immediately video called Areum. When she had answered, she briefly panicked at the sight of your tear stained face and you reassured her that everything was alright. You spent an hour explaining the whole ordeal to her and then another explaining your relationship with Jungkook.

“Wait… so I, your best friend, did not know You and Jungkook are practically soulmates?” You choked on your bottle of water whilst having a mini coughing fit. When you had recovered, you snapped your head up and glared directly at the screen of your laptop.

“Soulmates where? We’re just childhood friends.” Areum tutted and shook her head. She the went on to give you a sly smile as if she knew something you didn’t.

“Oh come on Y/N. We all know which way this relationship is going. You have seen ‘Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo’ right? The childhood friends always end up together.” You aggressively shook your head whilst you blushed heavily at the thought of dating Jungkook. It’s not that you despised the idea, it’s just it had never crossed your mind. Not with all the drama you’ve had to put up with for the past 2 years.

“Areum, your mouth is moving but all I hear is bullshit right now.” It was her turn to glare at you and she twirled her hair around her fingers innocently. “Okay fine, when you start dating you have to buy me… Ah! You have to buy me Shinee’s new album. Deal?” You couldn’t believe the nerve of Areum, making bets on your love life.

“Deal!” That didn’t stop you from agreeing because let’s be honest here, there was no way you were going to date Jungkook. You’d probably be killed by Hye Mi if you so much as hugged him within her sights. Actually, pissing off Hye Mi was a very tempting idea.

Scratch that. You could care less about her.

After bidding Areum a good night, you logged off and lay in bed. You were excited to go back to school but this time as Jungkook’s untouchable childhood friend.

This school year was beginning to look like a good one.

-

When you entered the classroom the next day, Jungkook was already sitting down in his seat, staring out the window. His ears perked up at the sound of your chair against the floor and he smiled when he realised you had arrived.

“Morning Y/N.” The slight rasp of his voice was enough to tell you he wasn’t used to arriving at school this early. He stood up and made himself comfortable on the chair in front of you, once again placing his head on your desk.

“Good morning Jungkook.” He chuckled and proceeded to pinch your cheek. Slapping his hand away, you flicked him on his forehead. “What? So you’re not gonna call me Kookie anymore?”

“Not in school.”  He pouted at you in a playful manner and nudged your shoulder.

“Why not? I thought we were friends.” You couldn’t stop the smile that spread on your face from his whining tone. Just as you were going to reply, Hye Mi stepped into the classroom, eyes taking in the close proximity between you and Jungkook. To your surprise, she just scoffed and made her way to her seat, sitting down and pulling out her compact mirror.

Jungkook completely disregarded her presence and continued to pester you, ruffling your hair. “Come on, you’re literally my oldest friend. You’re the only exception when it comes to calling me Kookie.” Out of the corner of your eye you noticed Hye Mi’s shoulders tense at what Jungkook had just said.

Whatever. It’s not your problem.

“Fine. Okay Kookie, just stop messing up my hair.” He grinned at you and began patting down your hair, making sure you looked presentable. You made small talk with Jungkook whilst your classmates began arriving, some giving you confused looks whilst others envy. The questioning stares proved to be too much as you groaned and hid you face in your arms. Jungkook simply laughed and left you to wallow in your self pity.

-

Lunch had once again arrived and you found that your table was still occupied by Hye Mi and her friends. You were debating whether you should confront her when you heard Jungkook call out to you. When he realised he had gained your attention, he began to gesture to the free seats on his table. Sighing in relief, you grabbed Areum’s hand and dragged her to the table.

Jungkook greeted you with a big smile and his friends followed suit. You returned their smiles and sat down, Areum cautiously sitting down beside you.

“Y/N! You decided to join us!” Taehyung literally screamed in your ear and you flinched. Yoongi whined at the loud noise and hit him on the head. “Shut up you idiot. Can’t get some damn sleep.” He went back to laying his head on the table and Taehyung stuck his tongue out at him. Areum was sat next to you, noticebly tense and you realised it was because she was literally sitting on a table with a bunch of strangers, save for you.

“Guys, this is my friend Areum. Areum meet Jungkook and his friends.” Jungkook beamed at her and pointed at Taehyung. “I’m pretty sure you know this is Kim Taehyung by now. Min Yoongi is the one who is sleeping and Kim Seokjin is someone you will always find either eating or looking at pictures of himself.” To emphasise his point he nodded his head in the direction of Jin, who was currently stuffing his face with rice.

“These three go by the names of Kim Namjoon, Jung Hoseok and Park Jimin. Although Namjoon hyung has a high IQ, we all tend to lose a couple of brain cells because of him. Hoseok and Jimin are always having dance competitions so that’s another thing to be aware of.” Areum giggled at his words and you sighed in relief, happy that she seemed to be comfortable.

“Guys, come to Jungkook’s party on Saturday!” Taehyung piped up from beside you, throwing an arm around your shoulder. You made eye contact with Jungkook, silently asking if it was okay and you saw him avert his eyes.

“Uh, yeah come if you want.” You didn’t particularly go to parties often but since it was Jungkook’s you were sure everything would be fine. Smiling, you turned back to Taehyung.

“Sure, we’ll come.” Taehyung cheered and Areum snickered at his antics.

You’d be as happy as they were if you hadn’t sensed Jungkook hesitate before. Why he seemed reluctant was beyond you.

-

The days slowly passed by and you along with Areum became closer with the boys, your old friendship with Jungkook coming back to light. Hye Mi became more jealous but seemed to notice Jungkook’s willingness to protect you so the weekly bullying came to a stop. She still found opportunities to slip in snide remarks but, as usual, you didn’t let it bother you.

When Friday arrived you began to feel suspicious over what could take place at this party. Jungkook had constantly asked you if ‘you were sure you wanted to come’ and that 'you didn’t have to come if you didn’t want to’. It was off putting but your desire to know why he was behaving in this way was stronger than the warning bells in your head.

He had given up by now and despite the guilty looks he occasionally sent you, you began to feel excited. You had obviously gone to parties before but none of the, were hosted by the most popular boy in school and you were eager to see what it had in store for you.

Lying in bed, you watched the screen of your laptop with intense concentration at the dilemma you were presented with.

“Okay Y/N. This skirt and top or this above the knees dress? I need you to concentrate on this.” Areum slowed down each sentence as if she was talking to a child and your eyebrows creased.

“The skirt and top combo, that dress is too formal.” Areum gave a firm nod, giving a dimpled smile. Dropping the clothes on her bed, she drew closer to the camera.

“But what about you? What are you wearing tomorrow?” Shrugging your shoulders, you rolled onto your back. “Whatever I pick out in the heat of the moment I guess. Areum… has Jungkook seemed a bit, I don’t know, off?” She placed a finger to her chin, clearly reflecting on the past few days. Eventually nodding, Areum eyes widened in realisation.

“Now that you mention it, he did ask me to try and get you to focus on your studies instead of coming to the party. It’s really weird…” The questioning look she gave you made you tilt your head in confusion.

“Don’t look at me like that! I have no idea why he’s acting like that too. To be honest, I think he doesn’t want me to come.” Areum stayed silent, allowing you to continue with your explanation.

“He seems like he’s hiding something from me… Ah whatever! I don’t care.” You received a look of uncertainty which had you nodding your head vigorously.

“Yes, I’m sure Areum!”

“But I didn’t say any-”

“Yeah, see you tomorrow. Good night!”

Closing the video call, you slammed your laptop screen down and huffed.

“Gosh I don’t want to think about that!” Deciding that it would be better to sleep instead of dwell on the situation, you crawled underneath your covers and shut your eyes tight.

Maybe if you ignored your thoughts enough, the uncertainty would disappear.


[Remus x Reader] The Lupins.

Originally posted by harrypottersources

Anon:  Hey I was wondering if you would write something about Remus x reader where they have a daughter (maybe 10 yrs old) and Remus is like a total over protective dad and makes up crazy rules like “no dating until you’re 42 three months twelve days and 14 hours” and maybe throw in Sirius (he can be her god father idk) and he’s like “don’t worry, I’ll take you to the strip club when you’re 18” lol idk I thought it’d be funny

A/N: Okay, so this one went a bit wild. Thanks for the request anon! It was a funny and refreshing idea. I hope you will like it! Requests are open, and here is my Masterlist if you are interested in it :)

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You were bustling around the kitchen, a delicious smell lingering in the air, as you prepared the food, for tonight’s Christmas party. Everyone was coming, so there was a lot of things that had to be done. Lily and Marlene were going to come a bit earlier to help you out, so that left your children and your husband in charge of cleaning the house up. For now, everything was going just as you planned.
“Mmmm what smells so good?” Remus exclaimed cheerfully, as he walked into the kitchen.
“Shouldn’t you be cleaning the living room, love?” you smirked, not turning your gaze from the pot in which you were melting some chocolate. He chuckled and hugged you from behind.
“Already done. Don’t you think I deserve a reward?” he whispered in your ear, making you giggle.
“Fine” you sighed “I will leave you some of it” he grinned and kissed your cheek.
“You are an angel, do I say that often enough?”
“Only if it includes chocolate related things, you cheeky little thing” you said as you turned the gas off.
“That’s not true!” he argued and spun you around, the grin still spread across his face.
When he stopped, he pulled you closer to himself.
“How did I get so lucky?” he looked at you, and once again you felt like a teenager standing at the top of the Astronomy Tower, getting lost in his green eyes.
“You tell me” you smiled, as he leaned in and pressed his lips onto yours. It was only in his arms, that you felt loved, treasured and safe. It was the place that always felt like home.
“Ugh, please not in the kitchen” you pulled away, as you saw your kids standing in the entrance, a look of terror spread across their faces. You both chuckled, but chose to ignore their request.
“Have you finished cleaning?” you asked trying to change the subject.
“Yes, Mommy” said the two at the same time, as they seated themselves at the kitchen table, cleaning brushed still in their hands.
“Well done” you smiled, and kissed their foreheads.
You and Remus had two children. Eleanor, which was already thirteen and a nine-year-old Tommy. You both loved them endlessly, knowing, you would do anything for them.
As you proceeded to pour the melted chocolate over your cake, with Tommy eagerly wanting to participate in the procedure, you heard a loud screech coming from the nearby window.
Knowing it would be an owl, you asked Remus to get the letters.
Once he did, he put the stack on the kitchen counter and started to flip trough it. Suddenly he pulled one out, a frown quickly appearing on his face.
“Elle, there is a letter for you” he said, already turning in order to give it to her.
“Really?” she smiled, eagerly taking the white piece of parchment.
As soon as she opened it, she nibbled on her lower lip, a blush slowly covering her cheeks.
“Well, who is it from?” you asked, clearly intrigued by the situation.
“It’s from Steven” she mumbled quietly, her gaze still fixated on the letter.
“What Steven?” Remus asked, already hovering over her head, in order to read some of its content.
“Dad!”
“What does he want from you?” he asked, as she shoved the piece of paper in her pocket.
You could feel the sense of protectiveness radiating from him. He often acted this way, especially if he was jealous, or when someone wanted to interfere in your family’s matters, without his approval.
He easily over exaggerated, so it was your job to bring him back to his senses.
“It’s probably nothing, love “ you said trying to calm him down “Right, Elle?”
“He only asked me to accompany him to Hogsmeade next week” she stated, regaining her courage.
“He did what?!” he shouted in disbelief.
“Remus, it’s only a date” you frowned and folded your arms across your chest.
“She is only 13!”
“That’s when we started dating too” you sighed and rolled your eyes at him.
“But that is not the point!”
“Calm down you two, he is not my boyfriend. For now, he is just a friend” Elle said, trying to somehow end the discussion.
“Eleanor, there is no such thing as female-male friendship” Remus said firmly, as he looked her in the eyes.
“Excuse me?” you raised your eyebrow in surprise “ So what were we?”
“Yes, we were friends, and you know very well what we did Y/N”
“What did you do?” Tommy said with an innocent voice, not really understanding what was going on.
“Nothing!” you blushed and glared at Remus “ So what, are James and Sirius my enemies?”
“Someone called me?” Sirius exclaimed as he and Marlene walked into the kitchen, carrying two containers filled with food.
“Sirius, thank Merlin! Can you help me with this one” you pointed at your husband, which all at once raised his hands up as if he had done nothing wrong.
“Moony why are you endangering your relationship?” he asked with amusement, and chuckled, as Remus gave him a betrayed look.
“He wants to put me in a celibate” Elle shouted, trying to get advantage of the current situation.
“You really are a small copy of your mother”
“She is not allowed to go out with anyone until I say so” Remus stated firmly
“Oh really, and when will be that?” Sirius teased.
“Never if I can help it. I’m going to owl Minerva. And you young lady don’t even think about going out with anyone” he stormed out of the kitchen, pretending not to hear the objections and groans, that left his daughters mouth.
“I will take care of it” you padded her arm and followed your husband, eventually ending up in the library. Of course, he would choose the library.
“Remus, what is going on?” you said as you closed the door behind you “It’s starting to be ridiculous, don’t you think?”
“It’s just…“ he started, as he collapsed on his favorite armchair "I don’t want her to get hurt. You know how it goes ”
“Listen, love” you came closer and started to rub his shoulders “You can’t help it. It’s a step in her life that she has to experience by herself, in order to learn from her mistakes, that she eventually will make”
“I know, but the thought of her, having her heart broken, is so terrifying.”
“Don’t worry. Everything is going to be fine. Just let her live her life” You smiled, and kissed his cheek, sensing that you finally convinced him, to let it go.
"And do not even dare to write about such things to McGonagall” you said as you offered him your hand, in order to make him stand up.
“Yeah, I don’t really know what I was thinking” he laughed nervously and brushed a hand trough his gray hair.
Just as the two of you were about to enter back into the kitchen, you heard Sirius’s voice, coming from the inside.
“Don’t worry little one, when you will turn eighteen I will take you to a male strip club”
“Padfoot!“
This time you and Remus were on the same side.

Bed of Lies - Jeff Atkins

You shook your head in disbelief. You had just walked in to see Jeff and his ex tangled in the sheets. They both looked like deer in headlights, shocked that you had found them both. Your hand grasped tightly around the door handle, your face turning a very dark shade of red. You turned around, slamming the door behind you. You walked home that night, leaving Jeff to finish whatever had happened, but it was safe to say that your relationship was over.

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When I was 6 I went to a friends house next door to spend the night. It was one of my first sleepovers so I was extremely excited. At the dinner table I attempted to ask for something and used the Spanish word for it—too young to realize a separation of languages. The table was quiet for a moment before my friend leaned over and said in a hushed voice “my dad doesn’t like those kinds of words.” I apologized and never said the word around other people again.

When I was 8 I argued with my white Spanish teacher that Ñaño was a Spanish word. It was what I called my brother, a term of endearment we inherited from my mothers Ecuadorean culture. She gave me a non passing grade and I got my first red card of my life.

When I was 10 I began developing faster than my fellow classmates. My mother told me to not wear tight clothes because it was indecent. I was so embarrassed I wore sports bras for three years straight to hide my breasts.

When I was 11 these boys in my class who made fun of me and my best friend started calling me Chewbacca because of my dark arm hair. I began to wear long sleeves despite living on a tropical Island.

When I was 12 my mother taught me how to shave my legs. I shaved my arms too.

When I was 13 my breasts were too large to hide with sports bras. I stole my brothers hoodies and told everyone I was just a tomboy. I walked holding my books in front of me. When I wore a dress for formal everyone exclaimed how surprised they were that I had a figure. I went home early.

When I was 14 I dated a boy who called me spicy because I was Spanish and determined that I must have been a sexual being because of it. I let him take things from me I still regret today. I hate the word spicy.

When I was 15 I discovered the word feminism. My mother said it like it was dirty. I hid behind a computer and tried to learn more.

When I was 16 I was told I was less Latina than my white classmates because I didn’t speak fluently. My white teacher told me she was surprised I didn’t know some of the verb tenses better. I stopped talking in class.

When I was 17 I dated a boy who said feminism was wrong and talked down to me because of it. I let him make me believe I wasn’t worth the love he gave me. He eventually broke up with me because I wasn’t willing to have sex with him. I still feel like I’m wrong sometimes.

When I was 18 I said something in Spanish to one of my best friends. She looked at me incredulously and yelled “English?!” I stopped speaking in Spanish to her.

When I was 18 I found out I was a person of color. I tried to raise awareness about the problems they face and my parents told me that activists who support things like BLM were anarchists and protesting something that didn’t exist. It was the last time they threatened to raise a hand to me.

When I was 19 I discovered I was not straight, and settled with the identity of Bi because it felt the most right. I went home from school and my mother immediately began bashing the LGBT community. She called them unnatural. Sinners. The speech I had written in my notes was deleted and we dropped the subject. 

When I was 19 I sat down and wrote all of these out and realized I never wanted anyone to grow up this way again. I called myself a feminist.