i was gonna put a year with this but i think maybe people making their own minds up would be cute actually

anonymous asked:

hi!!!!! can I please request for a minhyun college au? I am addicted to your writing (・´з`・) thank you in advance xxx

for nu’est ive decided it’d be cool to make them all medical students!! so consider it residency-college!au LOL~

  • specialty: minhyun is doing his residency in dermatology  
  • is known as the “pretty boy” of the unit and other residents are always joking that patients favor him because,,,,,,,,well one he has gorgeous skin,,,,,,,but everything else about him is literally just as gorgeous
  • is really sweet and tries his best to be polite,,,,,,even if taking another 10 hour shift is literally going to Kill Him,,,,,minhyun just smiles and is like : ) it’s fine : ) im fine
  • his superiors like him the most and their favoritism shows because guess who doesn’t get yelled out for taking a five minute snack break? it’s minhyun
  • but even though he comes off so mannered and mature,,,,,he has a lil nerdy side,,,,,like his phone background is always his cute niece and him but one day someone noticed that his lock screen was literally a screenshot from the transformers movie,,,,,,,like,,,,,,,,,
  • everyone keeps asking if he’s dating and minhyun is just like,,,,i,,,,,d,,dating?!?!?!?! and they’re like oh my god you have the face and you’re telling us you haven’t used it yet
  • and minhyun is like ?!?! i use it everyday to eat, to read - and everyone is like oh jesus no that’s nOT WHat we MEANT
  • but if anyone as much as dares to try to do ‘corrupt’ minhyun (as dongho affectionately refers to it) minhyun just turns pink and bites his lips and is like i!! don’t know anything about that,,,,,
  • boy is already in residency and sometimes if a patient get too close he has to excuse himself,,,,,,,soft boy
  • speaking of dongho and the rest of nu’est they all do residency in the same hospital so every now and then they’ll meet up to eat lunch outside
  • and everyone swoons because they’re the ~visual residents~ a group of goodlooking guys in white doctors coats,,,,,,what a dREAM
  • and then dongho gets crumbs all over his scrubs and minhyun is like come here i need to clean it - don’t you dare run from me- come bacK
  • is really good at his job though, so much so that people are like he doesn’t even need to do residency he knows sO MUCh
  • graduated at the top of his class in med school, still studies as diligently as before, literally takes notes on e v e r y t h i n g the doctors say
  • jr jokes that when minhyun opens his own dermatology clinic he should give all of them face lifts but minhyun is like,,,,,,,,im not doing that im doing immunodermatology wanna hear what i learned about leprosy-
  • jr: i gtg rn i was just trying to make a joke i am so sorry
  • anyway you also work in the hospital,,,,,but not as a resident or anything you’re actually in the tech department
  • and you know about minhyun because how can you not,,,,,but also,,,,,,,,he’s called the tech department like a minimum of twenty times a week because for some reason he’s super smart
  • but takes like ten years to type in a patients chart notes and he’s always getting a bit confused with the hospitals interface
  • and you,,,,,,,dont mind being the one called to help him i mean like have you /SEEN/ him  
  • just standing beside him is like basking in the sunlights glow and u dont mind. not one bit. tbh u r not gonna like lie when u see a call from the dermatology dept u basically fight people for the phone
  • buuuuut you also know that it’s a one sided kinda thing,,,because minhyun could have anyone,,,,,,,literally 
  • u can tell from the fact that his lab coats pockets are always full of candy, letters, and more that both patients and staff give him and yeah it makes ur heart sink a bit but like,,,,
  • whatever the short moment where you get to stand beside him at the desk and tell him (for the 15th time) how to reset the scheduling system works like,,,,,it’s enough
  • which is why when you get called down again, minhyun voice sounding apologetic over the phone u cheerily tell him it’s no problem - you’ll be right down to see what happened 
  • but since the elevator is taking too long u decide to go down the stairs where,,,,you hear voices echoing as you get closer to the floor ur supposed to meet minhyun on
  • and???? they sound familiar,,,,,one is obviously dongho’s,,,,,and the other???? minhyun?
  • and u stop your steps,,,listening to their echoing words 
  • “are you going to ask them? minhyun it’s been two weeks since you decided to say something and you’re still putting it off.”
  • “,,,,,what if they don’t like me-”
  • you blink,,,,wondering if you’re hearing another voice,,,,,and it is,,,,this one belongs to another resident. ren
  • “minhyun, seriously you’re handsome. i dont say that a lot. but ur handsome. very handsome. look at me minhyun does it look like i would lie.”
  • and finally,,,,the calmest voice of the bunch belong to jr: “you should go for it. i think they like you too.”
  • and you’re not sure what else they say because the door opens and a couple of nurses rush by you, their footsteps making noise
  • and in your head you’re wondering,,,,,,who is it that minhyun likes,,,,,,,
  • but not wanting to get lost in your thoughts you rush down coming out into the dermatology dept and seeing minhyun leaning against the wall near the elevators. 
  • you pat his shoulder,,making him jump a bit and the both of you breaking into blushing apologizes but then he mumbles that he’s pretty sure something is going on with the vital monitor
  • and you go inside the room to check it out
  • and as you’re doing your work,,,,you don’t notice minhyun bite his lip,,,,shy eyes trying to avoid your figure in the center of the room
  • quietly fidgeting with his name tag pinned to his collar
  • and when you turn, smile on your face “done! it just got unhooked-”
  • “are you free,,,,,on sunday?”
  • minhyun’s sudden question catches you off guard and you’re like w-what?? and he’s like,,,,,,,, “i-,,,,i have a shift,,,,but i can- it ends at 8 so i could take u to dinner,,,,,maybe,,,,,-”
  • minhyun,,,,with all his pretty features and polite personality cannot seem to stutter out a date invitation 
  • but,,,,you also cant believe ur ears???? the person minhyun liked?????was you???
  • and you’re like “d-don’t you not have many free days? you should rest-”
  • “it’s ok! i want to,,,,,spend it with you.”
  • there’s something of a shy smile on his face,,,,but his eyes are nervous and you’re always feeling your palms sweat
  • because god u really want to say yes,,,,the happiness in your stomach is turning to butterflies,,,,,but you also know that minhyun should rest
  • so you go “ok,,,,,but how about we do something simple,,,,like watch a movie at my place?”
  • and minhyun almost turns cherry red at the mention of coming over and he refuses,,,,,saying it’d be un-gentlemen-y of him but ur just like pleassse it’s fine
  • safe to say you guys do have that date at your place but you purposly pick a boring movie so minhyun falls asleep fifteen minutes in and you let the tired med student sleep soundly on your shoulder as you do your own thing
  • and ofc when he wakes up minhyun is a mess of “im sorrys” and “im not a creep i promise” but u just laugh and tell him it’s ok,,,,,it was a perfect first date because u were able to see him rest
  • which honestly just makes minhyun’s heart flutter even more about you,,,,,on the way home he texts ren and is like “i think they’re an angel,,,,,,,”
  • dating med student!minhyun is slow at first because he’s surprisingly shy about pda or skinship,,,,,to the point where when he first holds ur hand he has to let go 5 minutes later and be like “its not that i dont want to,,,its just,,,,,my hand got sweat and i didnt want u to think thats gross-” and u had to grab his hand back and be like idc if its sweaty i want to hold it forever, minhyun once he gets more comfortable has a habit for always dusting off your uniform or tucking strands of your hair back because he thinks u look cute when ur all neat and whatnot, tbh dongho and jr tell minhyun it might be a lil weird but u like it,,,its minhyun’s personality so u accept it, since he works super long hours u dont really get to see each other often but minhyun really likes it when u text him what ur doing after work esp if u include pictures, at first he’d just be like oh! cool :D or looks yummy! but as you two get closer he’ll kinda be a little sappy saying things like even your silhouette is pretty or i wish i could be beside you right now, a constant struggle is showing people photos of you and minhyun together looking cute in the hospital lobby doing peace signs and ur like that’s my boyfriend! and people are like no no no thats a celebrity honey and ur like,,,no,,,,,no he’s my bf,,,,,,,basically people r just really shocked because minhyun’s visuals are no joke, whenever someone confesses to minhyun whether it’s a patient or a staff he gets all embarrassed but also secretly reaLLY likes saying he has a significant other that he is head over heels for, ren makes fun of him so much for it he imitates his voice and calls out ur name and is like head !!! oveR HEELs~~~!! and minhyun is like pLEASE and ren is just kiss kiss love love u two are sooooo corny, on an anniversary minhyun had work but he sent you a video of him playing on the piano and singing your favorite love song and it legitimately made you tear up, does this thing where when he gets really really tired he’ll never admit it but one kiss from you makes it feel like he can take on the WORLD, an exchange resident named aaron comes to visit and minhyun introduces you to him and is like he’s my bff and aaron is just like “so what base have you and minhyun reac-oK FINE I WONT ASK”, those rare times where residents get more than a day off minhyun always insists on doing the absolute most for you and sometimes you have to literally argue with him to let you do something because he works so hard you want to support him and make it easy, you cooked for him once and you can’t tell if him telling you he LOVED it was fake or real,,,,,,,you guys got matching sweaters from the nu’est boys as a gift and they’re bright pink and corny and minhyun refuses to wear them until you giggled and put it on and minhyun melts for anything you do so he was like ok FINE, surprised you once by pulling you into a storage closet at the hospital and letting a hand slip up your shirt and you were like minhyun?? ?against his neck and he,,,,,couldn’t keep it up you felt his cheeks go hot and he was a stuttering mess like ten minutes in but he was also like i just,,,i really wanted you i dont know what came over me ,,,,,WHAT A FREAKING CUTIE AMIRIGHT THO,,,,promises that once he is done with residency he’s going to get a good job and take you on vacation for never leaving his side through the hardest years of his life and you just kiss his nose and tell him not to worry about it,,,,,but seriously the only thing on minhyun’s mind sometimes (which he finds fascinating) is how much he really rEALLY wants to make you happy,,,,,,,,,,he wants a future,,,,with you 

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Sick and Sleepless

Summary: You wake up in the middle of the night feeling sick. Luckily Steve is there to help you.

Words: 1160

Paring: Steve x Reader

Warnings: Just fluffy 

Thank you @amrita31199 for beat this;

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“Shouldn’t you be in bed? You are a workaholic, Steve.” You woke up half hour ago feeling awful, you felt dehydrated and your throat hurts. You hate being sick, all you want is to sleep and get better.

You didn’t expect to find your best friend on the couch, working on some reports looking tired and angry at the same time.

“I should say the same to you, what are you doing up? It’s almost four in the morning.” You sit by his side on the couch, resting your head on his shoulder “I was going to make some tea… I feel sick. I wasn’t expecting to find you here. What is happening in this pretty little head of yours?”

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So I can see many people are interested in my analysis of Jikook relationship. Since I have been fan from 2014 and also have been shipping Jikook from that time I will focus it mainly on my opinion about their relantionship from that year. I am also gonna put here my theory about their relationship from the time before I became a fan but it is not going to be as detailed. I think this is going to be really tiring post to read so I decided to split it into several parts because I have a lot to say. ( I might make this as series and talk about all the moments and future moments in the future)

DISCLAIMER: This post is supposed to be just for fun and shipping of Jikook. I am not claiming this is truth and I am not forcing anyone to believe this. These are just my observations throughout the years I have been into BTS and the time I have been into shipping jikook. I don’t want to cause any types of fanwars or stupid “shipwars” by this post and I don’t want other people to use this content for these kind of purposes. Also I am opened to hear about your other opinions. Just if you don’t like my opinion don’t be later on rude in my asks or something. As I said I am opened to listen but I AM NOT GONNA TOLERATE HATE OR PEOPLE BEING RUDE TO ME JUST BECAUSE I HAD FUN WITH THIS.

SO when everything is clear now let’s begin.

Pre-debut years + 2013

I have not much to say to this period of time. But from my observations I got Jikook was totally hyung/dongsaeng relationship. In my opinion Jungkook might have feel something more than just appreciation towards his hyung. You know when you are at that age and you have not much idea what is just adoring someone friendly and what are actually real feelings toward someone. I think Jungkook was really confused at that time because he was realizing that something might be going on but also the social stigma and sudden exposition to cameras and publicity were holding him back to sit down and think about it. From Jimin’s point of view Jungkook was his cute dongsaeng that reminded him of his younger brother. I think him missing his home and sudden change of environment resulted in Jimin really caring for Jungkookie naturally thanks to his personality and attitude towards Bangtan.

Late 2013+early 2014

In my opinion this was the period when Jungkook started to get really confused. He knew he cares for his hyung and he knew he likes him a lot. But I think that he had to feel something more from the beginning and that’s what was confusing him. Even though I think he was confused I still think he wasn’t putting too much mind into it. I think Jimin was just his favourite hyung at that time. This was also the period of so called “clingy Jimin” and “refusing maknae”. In my opinion Jungkook have never despised or hated Jimin. There is just no way of that happening in Bangtan and I think it is really stupid to even joke about it or bringing it up. Jungkook was just simple pubescent boy. The person he liked he teased.He knew how Jimin gets annoyed when people ignore him or how self-conscious he was about his height.

 Also a huge aspect in this played that Jungkook maybe showed his affection towards Jimin behind cameras but it was really hard for him to express himself in front of them. I think the whole jikook bickering might have started by one moment where Jungkook felt uncomfortable to express himself and showing skinship. But maknae acting that way towards his hyung was really hilarious and that’s why it continued. We also know that Jungkook always looks up to his hyungs and when they were teasing Jimin he probably thought it was also OK for him to tease Jimin. From Jimin’s point of view I think it was still the same as before. I don’t think feelings played role in his relationship with Jungkook from the beginning and I would dare to even say he was being kinda obvious to Jungkook for a really long time. To be honest I still like this period of their relationship even though many jikook shippers are trying to forget about it.  You ask me why? The reason is that I found really entertaining to watch fetus Jungkook trying to get attention of his hyung but also trying to act like he is his own boss and that he doesn’t need his hyung at all.  I also could kinda see his inner struggle most of the time. Or on the other hand when he was doing a lot of skinship unconsciously. 

What I also really like about this period was that Jungkook even though he acted like he didn’t care he still found a moments how to show he his appreciation for his hyung. Do you remember the moment during AHL when  Jimin was really pissed at that kid and Jungkook showed total concern with his hyung. That he understands how things like THESE piss Jimin off. This shows how close Jikook have been even though they used to play that “cat and mouse game”.(also shows that Jungkook wasn’t being disrespectful towards Jimin at all) Jungkook joking towards Jimin was ok even though he is younger but some young-blooded kid scolding Jimin was no way go. 



anonymous asked:

While I'm not the same anon you responded to earlier, I'd like to point you to Momo's hero internship as a reference to Horikoshi's poor treatment of her: the whole thing is a 'fuck you' to her character, and the fact that every female character's arcs are so short and that they're never talked about again is a big red flag, especially compared to the male bnha characters. And does Momo's hero costume really have to be like That?


((but i appreciate you not approaching the subject in the same manner as the other anon haha))

uraraka and tsuyu (both girls!!) got AMAZING internships that we see a lot of!! both learned a lot bc of them, and we see exactly what we need to see that will be applied later. if you complain about the girls being cut short you have to admit that the boys were too! i dont even remember what tokoyami or tail boy were doing bc theyre secondary and tertiary characters! its not sexist to put the main character of a story in the lime light!!

ofc the intern arc is gonna focus more on deku!

now specifically speaking of momo’s internship




her internship SUCKED obviously
but it sucked for a reason

when she was in the tournament she never got to showcase her powers, so when this pro hero picked her it wasnt based on how well she could fight as a hero, but on how cute she looked


she was so excited to even be picked at all but then it turns out its not for her brains or powers, its for her looks

this is what avalanches momo’s overthinking and over-analyzing personality to the breaking point. even when the red head (who’s name i cant remember atm) tells her smth to the effect of “wow this sucks but lets at least have fun” momo cant

she cant let loose
the whole time she feels like there is something she should be doing, and worrying that maybe this is all she is good for; being pretty





so after failing in the tournament and suffering through a worthless internship, the girl who started at the top, entering the school under recommendation so she didnt even have to take the entrance exams, suddenly feels absolutely worthless 

its bc of this that aizawa is so determined to fight her and todoroki in their next test

with their quirks taken away what they need is strategy

not power

in this moment, after encouragement from her friend, she suddenly realizes


she’s wobbly at first but in the end they win thanks to her cunning.

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Reid x Reader

“Shoes… Oh my god! I love them, I need them!”

Penelope Garcia was squealing at you.


The team had just broken up from the morning meeting to discuss the agenda for the next few days. For once, there was no case so the team would mainly be on admin duties.

Your office buddy Penelope had caught sight of the new heels you were sporting and had fallen quite literally, head over heels in love with them.

“They are pretty nice, Y/N,” JJ eyed them appreciatively.

They were, and they’d cost you enough. You’d been admiring them in the store window for a few weeks now and had decided to treat yourself with your second pay check. You’d joined the team eights weeks ago as the secondary technical analyst, being made to feel perfectly at home in the already close knit team within a matter of hours.

“I wanna try them on… Pretty please! I know you’re the same size as me,” Penelope begged you.

“How the hell do you know that?” you asked her, watching her slip her own kitten heels off, wriggling her pink painted toes on the ground.

“It’s in your file.”

“My shoe size is in my file? Christ, is my bra size there too?”

“Actually it will be,” Dr Reid glanced up at you from his seat. “The bureau has all of our measurements on file for if we need to be kitted out in specialist clothing.”

“But I’m a technical analyst?” you perched on the table next to where he was sat.

“You might still need to be kitted out in Kevla. Garcia has had to join us in the field a few times,” he told you.

“Yes and each time was a horrific experience that I’d choose never to repeat if I had the choice. Enough talking….. Can I please try them on? I want your shoes but I don’t wanna buy them if I can’t walk in them,“ Penelope interrupted you both and you laughed, inching back on the table so you were actually sitting on it and removing your shoes one by one, holding them out so Penny could come and get them.

She slipped her feet into them, holding onto Derek and wobbling as she tried to stand.

“Oh my…. Oh my…. How on earth do you walk in these things. What are they, four…. five inch heels?” she grimaced, her feet obviously protesting to the angle they were forced into.

“Six actually,” you told her.

“Six inch heels…..How…. Why…. Six inches…. Oh god.” Penelope tried to walk, her ankles bending awkwardly as she grasped Derek.

“Nope. No matter how adorable they are, I can’t force myself to endure that amount of pain. Why do you do it? You wear these sorts of shoes everyday, Y/N.”

Garcia stepped out of them, a relieved look on her face as she sank back down to her normal height.

“Because I like them… They make me feel tall,” you told her. “No doubt my actual height is in my file too.”

“It is… But I can’t recall it, I don’t have the eidetic memory of Spencer, here. So stand up,” she demanded.

You went to slip the heels back on but she touched your arm.

“Without the heels, silly!”

You looked around at your colleagues, them eyeing you expectantly and slid off the table, preparing yourself for their comments.

They started to chuckle immediately.

“Oh baby girl, you really are a baby girl. You’re tiny.” Derek looked you up and down, taking in your tiny stature.

“Oh that’s adorable. You’re so cute and tiny!! I’m just wanna pick you up and put you in my pocket!” Penny gushed.

“I’m gonna start calling you Ma Petite….. I didn’t think the bureau employed any dwarves… ” Derek joked.

“Hey. Technically I’m not classed as a little person. I’m five foot.” Barely, and you had to make sure you stood very, very straight. But still.

“Five foot! Reid… Stand up next to her.” Penny clapped her hands.

“Yeah kid, you’re the tallest here, stand up next to her. This’ll be a laugh.”

Both Spencer and you rolled your eyes, but he obliged none the less. Unfolding his long body from his chair, he stood next you, Penny and Derek laughing hysterically at the height difference between you two.

“Oh that’s funny. Can you imagine if those two were together…. The neck ache they’d get from trying to kiss each other,” Penny commented and you glanced at Spencer, seeing his cheeks redden.

Yours did too, only slightly. The thought of kissing your handsome colleague making you feel warm and tingly.

“Little and large,” Derek guffawed.

“Lanky pants and short stack,” Penny joined in.

“Guys stop… Please. I hate comments about my height. That’s why I wear the heels,” you begged them to shut up, there wasn’t a name they could come up with that you hadn’t heard before.

“We’re sorry, Munchkin. We’re just teasing ya. You two look hella cute next to each other though,” Penelope gestured between you and Reid, and you felt your cheeks burning.

“Alright team, enough. Let’s get to work please,“ Hotch decided to break up the gathering, looking up from his seat.

The team split going their separate ways and you bent down to slip your shoes on, feeling relieved when you were back to the height you’d become accustomed to over the years. When you straightened up, you could see that Spencer had remained behind.

“I’m sorry about their teasing.”

You grinned at him, “Nah, it’s fine. I’m used to it. I just hate how sometime, people treat me like a little kid cos I’m so tiny.”

“I promise never to do that, Y/N. It is…. Erm… It is kinda cute though.”

“Oh….?” you raised an eyebrow at him, seeing him fidget awkwardly.

“Well… I mean…. Erm… I think you’re actually kinda cute….Actually no….not cute…. Erm…Ithinkyou'rebeautifulactually.”

The last part came out in a rush, all one word and you blushed deeper when you realised what he’d said.

“You do?”

Oh god…

“Erm…. Yeah….” he stood, shuffling his feet, his hands twitching slightly.

“I think you’re kinda beautiful too, Dr Reid.”

His eyes shot to yours and you smiled at him, a slow grin forming on his lips.

“Do you…. Would you…. Could we maybe go for coffee one night after work?” he asked quietly, fully aware that Agent Hotchner was still within ear shot.

“That would be great. And And don’t worry….I live in heels so you won’t have to worry about getting neck ache!”

His grin grew wider and you matched his facial expressions.

“I’d live with neck ache if it meant I got to kiss you,” he whispered softly.

“Same Spencer, same.”

When it Rains || Chapter One

Genre: Angst, Fluff, (eventual) smut

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader, Jimin x Reader

Word count: 1479 words

A/N: This is my actual first fanfic I am posting on tumblr! Please enjoy it and message me your thoughts! There’s more parts in the works! Thank you for reading!

Originally posted by bwipsul

The sound of your alarm clock fills your ears as you pull the blanket over your face and keep your eyes tightly shut.

“Babe turn that shit off.” Jungkook loudly groans from beside you as he turns away from you and tries to go back to sleep. Sighing heavily, you rip the blanket away from your body and slam your hand down onto your phone, turning off the sound.

It was 6:00 AM. You had thirty minutes to get ready and get to work. “Dammit!” You harshly whisper to yourself and quickly pad to the bathroom. Flicking on the light, you frown, noticing the dark circles under your eyes.

You were up all night helping Jungkook with his homework. Well you were trying to at least since you didn’t really remember anything you learned from your junior year in college. Lucky for him, he didn’t have to be at school till nine. He didn’t have a job, says he only wants to focus on school for now. You had already graduated the previous year so you were currently the only one making income to pay for all the bills.

The two of you had met your senior year of college at a party actually. He was only a sophomore at the time. You had gotten drunk and slept with Jungkook, the biggest fuck boy on campus. You thought it would have ended there but you ended up falling in love with him. Sometimes you think he only stays with you for the place to live… And the sex. But sometimes you actually think he loves you too.

“Bye Jungkookie! I’ll see you this afternoon.” You say with a warm smile, putting your hand on the doorknob. That smile quickly fades when you don’t hear a reply back from him. It hurt you a bit every morning when he didn’t say bye. But you knew he was tired too. Opening the door, you exit the apartment and quietly close the door, careful not to wake him up.

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The Contrary (2988 words)

Dean’s a ladies man and really, truth be told also very much a sucker for the guys, but that – well, that doesn’t matter right now. What matters is that he didn’t get where he is right now because he can’t kiss. Quite on the contrary. He’s fucking good at kissing and he’s left enough women and men breathless from a little make out session, has reduced enough people to quivers after he’s finished kissing every inch of their body.

He’s good at that, and he’s proud of it. Everyone knows it and no one has complained (well, except about a few early experiments with too much teeth and way, way too much tongue). Which is exactly why he shouldn’t be nervous right now, sitting so close in front of Cas that he’s almost able to count every crystallized speck in his eyes – because it’s just a kiss, right? And he’s done plenty of that.

Okay, maybe this is too fast. The verdict is, they’re at a bar after a finished case and Dean was fully prepared to flirt his way through it like he always does, balancing the thin line between appearing like a really hetero guy and not having to go home with one of the girls, instead being able to lean into Cas a little bit too much when they’re heading home.

But the girl he’s chosen doesn’t have any of that. It’s not that she isn’t responsive – Dean would have left her then – but that she apparently has a mind of her own. “Yeah I’m not available, but why don’t you kiss that cute boy of yours and I’ll treat you both to a drink?” she winks which, rude – he isn’t some kind of boy toy to play with, Cas isn’t someone to play with, but realistically, it’s not like he’d pass up on an opportunity to kiss Cas of all people.

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Over and Over Again

Anonymous Requested: We broke up but no one makes coffee the way you do and I really need a cup so can I come over? 
Pairing: Jungkook | Reader
Genre: Fluff 
Word Count: 3,520


It starts with one hazy winter morning and a single phone call.

You’ve always been a relatively light sleeper, a trait of your life you’ve always secretly hated because it’s always stopped you from getting through the night peacefully, but this time it’s a part of yourself you just want to fling off a cliff and curse to the heavens and back. Who on earth would even bother trying to call you at a time like—!

“What the fuck?” You let out in a groan, voice husky from sleep as your hand blindly reaches across to the nightstand, fingers dragging along the surface to try and feel for your phone. Your head is swimming with the abruptness of early morning, the neurons in your brain going at a rapid pace in hasty attempts to right yourself up for the new day. “What time is it…?”

Somehow, your fingers manage to clasp around the rectangular object that is your phone, and you peel an eye open long enough to catch the bright green numbers on your digital clock. The fact that the sun hasn’t even risen over the horizon should be warning bell number 1 that whoever is calling you definitely doesn’t deserve a reply if they’re going to interrupt what little sleep you already get, but you think you would much rather give this person a piece of your mind as—!

You don’t even bother trying to read the fine print of the caller ID before you tug the phone from the charging unit, rolling onto your stomach and—“What?”

“Oh, sorry, is this a bad time?”

The arm that isn’t propped up to keep the phone to your ear straightens like a board, driving you off the bed, the warmth of the covers long forgotten as your heart immediately sets on going into overdrive as it courses through your body. The feelings are almost vague, foreign, nearly forgotten, yet something so nostalgic that your heart already knows the answer before your mind could conjure up a question.


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Barrio Slums and More

I’m already starting part two so let me know what you guys think please :)

Stupid big corporation economy. Stupid private schools with stupid unreasonable tuitions. Stupid Lance for thinking he could handle it.

All he’d wanted was to make his family proud. To be a good example for his siblings and younger cousins in comparison to the dead beats his older cousins had become. He wanted to show them it was possible to go out and explore the world and get more than their shitty neighborhood in Houston slums. That it was good to dream big and go for what you wanted. That they were more than the stereotype.

They weren’t just meant for a hand-me-down mechanics shop, housecleaning, gardening, and street-vending. They were meant for more. They could be astronauts, doctors, lawyers, writers, anything.


The angry booming voice of his grandfather pierced through his regret as he cleaned the dishes at his tia’s restaurant. It was almost bankrupt, and hardly anyone came in, especially with the location. It was hidden, and it looked shabby on the outside. A ditch by the parking lot, and potholes littered across the parking lot like polka dots. A phone booth that was half knocked over and covered in graffiti stood nearby. It was a miracle his tia had managed this long.

“Don’t worry, mijito,” she would say. “As soon as this goes down, I’m opening my salon.” Lance never tried to mention the lack of money that would diminish that dream.

“Yes, Papo?” he answered, scrubbing the plates more fiercely.

“Don’t forget to stop by the shop later so we can fix your mother’s car.” He nodded and delved into the dishes again.

Lancito,” he heard his tia Carla croon. “Go wait that table please, honey, I have some bills to look over. I’ll finish those or Dianita will.”

“Okay,” he mumbled. He didn’t mind working. It was more the fact that everyone thought he was working the restaurant and the mechanic shop for summer money. They had no idea he was here for good. That he was stuck. That he’d failed.

He walked out to the tables, wiping his hands on his apron and grabbed the tray of drinks he assumed were theirs since they were the only table occupied. “Sweet tea?” he asked. A guy with a weird white streak in his hair waved. “Soda?” A heavyset guy with tribal tattoos along his arm and a child with wide glasses raised their hands dismissively. “And this is yours then,” he said, setting down the lemonade in front of a boy with long hair pulled into a low ponytail. Several strands fell forward regardless. “Ready to order?”

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Long post ahead y’all but this was a lot of fun to go back and reminiscence about markson and their antics together. I hope all of y’all enjoy! 

Also, please remember that these are my own personal opinions and that they shouldn’t be taken literally or seriously. But if you ever wanna come talk markson with me, I’m always ready :) ((Note: All gifs should be linked directly but videos and pictures with have physical links above them because I’m not sure how to link those to their respective tumblrs– if your post is here and you want your content removed bc you don’t like the linking, msg me and I’ll take it down.)) I’m a litlle late but here we go!!

1. This was one of the ones I already had in mind ;) I just love it bc it’s such a weird situation to be in but Mark, ever the gentleman, just takes it in stride and keeps his hands to himself. I love how near Jackson gets to Mark and if that isn’t the simplest testament of how (pun coming) close they are, I don’t know what is. In all honesty, if Mark really wanted out, a simple hand on the back or a squeeze on the shoulder or even just shifting out of the way would have sufficed but he stays and although his face is stoic, his eyes are constantly on Jackson. LOVE IT!

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2. SOFT!! My heart always swells a bit when I see this picture!! It’s natural and pure and they’re both enjoying this moment and it’s evident on their faces. I personally think jumping around puts a smile on most peoples faces and if other people, friends, are doing it with you, then there’s no way that isn’t going to make you shine. SO, jumping+BFF+concert adrenaline+love= BIG A__ SMILES !! Oh they’re also cuties so there’s that factor too.

LINK: http://fyeahmarkson.tumblr.com/post/136342100342

3. TBH I GOT DISTRACTED WITH THIS ONE AND REWATCHED THIS SECTION OF THE REAL GOT7– anyways…THIS IS PROBS MY ALL-TIME FAVE, THAT I FORGOT ABOUT. So the whole episode itself was hilarious with got7 and we got some markson moments sprinkled in but THIS, THIS takes the cake. I mean who doesn’t want to see their otp get this close to kissing? I love Mark’s hands cradling the back of Jackson’s head. I’d like to believe that Jackson stretched his neck up a bit more when Mark touched the other side of the paper but I’m not sure in this gif bc its quick (maybe I’ll add another one after I publish this). Like omg still can’t believe this happened though :D

4.  Ok all the Got2Day Vapp stuff was gold and I loved the fact that we got to see everyone but of course my faves Mark and Jackson had the best one ;) It was cute and relaxed and I just love them in light/soft colors. Also #no#personal#space !! The video is just a short moment but it is super cute and I love them smiling at eachother bc heart palpitations~ OH but the second gif is MY FAVORITE bc it’s Mark just watching Jackson talk and he just looks so content and caring and its just one of those moments ok

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LINK: http://marksonforlife.tumblr.com/post/152683520387/jackson-lays-on-the-table-and-mark-laughs 

5. I could rant FOR YEARS about this but idk if tumblr has a character limit or no.. BUT SERIOUSLY THIS IS JUST ICONIC!! It was actually the 1st to pop into my mind bc it was my icon (no joke for that one sorry) for a month I think? ANYWHO, I just straight up love this. They’re close. Jackson’s shirtless. Said Jackson is pressed along Mark’s backside. Said Mark is very very very smiley. Like Jackson could’ve chosen someone else- JB was kinda close I think- but he chose bae and got all up in bae’s business. And the fact that he’s partially restraining Mark? Keeping him flush with his body and leaning in to talk to him? My heart cannot keep up, this some tachycardia **** right here omg seriously!! Is it hot for anyone else in here or is it just them? *wink* 

PICTURE LINK: http://bangtancity.tumblr.com/post/149470443176/fyeah-markson-please-tell-me-again-that-markson

VIDEO LINK 1: http://marksonforlife.tumblr.com/post/149317913961/shirtless-jackson-hugging-mark-from-behind

VIDEO LINK 2: http://marksonforlife.tumblr.com/post/149277241258/two-angles

6. GO WATCH THE VIDEO PLEASE. Like the caption is spot on in my mind and I couldn’t agree more on the fact that it looked like Jackson was going to do something intimate and then he hesitated and looked at the camera!! UGH. seriously a fave moment bc its like what were you gonna do? huh?! You can’t not agree with the fact that that boy was playing around behind Mark. And then there’s Mark’s small smile and that little thing he does with his mouth, which reminded me of someone keeping a smirk in check. Oooooh there’s def something going on there and I wish I knew what it was!!

LINK: http://marksonforlife.tumblr.com/post/151033384652/i-already-posted-this-but-ill-post-it-again

I couldn’t find a gif of this video D: but I found some others from the same video (they’re faves but this ^^^ moment is the one I really cared for)

7. ANOTHER VIDEO!! 9/10 markson shippers should remember this badboy right here. I don’t even remember what video this moment came from but even if I see a still I freak out bc this is literal gold. One of the best shows of touchy!Mark and cuddly!Jackson ever. Seriously, Mark kept putting his hands on Jackson and moving subtly, and then he even has the nerve to lean into Jackson further to whisper something-BOY!! And then there’s Jackson who decides it’s perfectly ok to rest his head on Mark’s chest all casual like he’s done it a thousand times before. And one moment I really love to see is Jackson noticing Mark playing with J’s bracelet, looking at him, and then Mark moves his hand away so quickly like he’s been caught. its cute. don’t fight me on this. Also I got newly-dating vibes from this: not sure how much actual touching is safe, leaning into one another, glued at the hip, private jokes. Markson or never ;) I’ll add a gif when I find one!

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LINK: http://awesomemeowww.tumblr.com/post/128284251380/markson-httpifttt1hebms6

8. This picture satisfies like 3 things from my otp goggles-on checklist: smiling towards the other, touching, and suggestive posturing. Don’t tell me that this doesn’t look like Jackson’s about to pull Mark in and plant one on him! The positioning of Jackson’s hands make me wanna punch something bc who puts their hands there unless its for a headbutt or a kiss?? And lemme tell you that I’m 99% sure that he’s not about to headbutt Mark. (ALSO ARMS 4 DAYS JACKSON OVER HERE #hot hot hot) Back to the smiling and touching and pose- they’re close for one thing, and then Mark’s about to go into hug mode, there’s full eye contact going on, and what a beautiful smile!! It seems so loving and happy that I just can’t deal with them rn. I have a link to a gif, Jackson jumping into Mark’s arms :) , so I’ll add that in later!

PHOTO LINK: https://dani-okem.tumblr.com/post/160701529358

9. Ok but I really think they fit together so well sometimes~ Like their heights aren’t monumentally different but it’s enough that they look good together. SO there’s that sly BUTT tap and then the blessed hand moves up to the lower back (i like ur style boy) and eventually falls off the waist when they stop in front of the fans. Mark is totally guiding Jackson here and it seems like he’s 100% a-ok with it. Oh and there’s definitely some smiles going on here! I wish we had more concerts but the fanmeets are still great but there’s something about concerts that really let otps shine.

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10. VIDEO— ITS THE FINAL ONE Y’ALL AND ITS A FAVE BC I’VE BROUGHT IT UP A FEW TIMES. (lol I still get pissed every time I remember that I posted the screenshots on my old baeksoo account instead of this one but oh whale:) ) anyways I just love love love this bc it was so fleeting but so memorable. I know Mark was running around messing with everyone during this time (and that he did something similar to JB) but this was something special for Jackson. There was NO SPACE between them and their heads were so so so close. And then there were lots of giggles and smiling and DID YOU NOTICE THAT JACKSON HITCHED HIS LEG UP WHICH IN TURN BROUGHT MARK’S LEG HIGHER AND BY DEDUCTION, THEIR HIPS CLOSER?? bc I did. bc I know that. and it’s true. AND THEN AS MARK (the little tease) LEFT, JACKSON TRIED TO KEEP HIM THERE!! GRABBED AT HIS WAIST!!  I just want to know what on earth was going through Mark’s head when he decided to go and lay flush against his group member. seriously tho. but 11/10 would recommend them recreating this, in the presence of a solid 1080p filming camera preferably. 

PIC LINK: http://bangtancity.tumblr.com/post/144433607756/ss-baeksoo-you-can-see-that-jackson-brought-up

VIDEO LINK: http://awesomemeowww.tumblr.com/post/127118208761/jackson-doesn-t-want-mark-to-leave-so-he-was-about

All Of Me Part 1

Originally posted by birthdaycakebyrihanna

Taeyang x reader

Genre: Angst, romance

Au: High school!au

Words: 2906

Chapter: 1 / 5

Author/admin: Zoie

Beta: HO

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fatimaloveskpop said to kpop-reads: Heyyyyy! Can you write an SF9 Taeyang fic based on the song All of Me by John Legend? I’m so sorry my request is pretty lame​ but you’re one of my favorite writers on tumblr so it’d be great if you could write this.❤❤❤❤❤

Author’s note: I’m a mess for taeyang and All of me by john legend. It puts me in my feels so hard and i cant help but write angsty shit in my feels so SORRY IF YOU DIDN’T WANT ANGST BUT IT GONNA HAPPEN.

“I hate you, but fucking love you at the same damn time. You’re making me go insane.”

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anonymous asked:

Could I request some Hogwarts!AU prompts?


Originally posted by harrypotterhogwart-blog

  • I fell over your suitcase on the train and broke my nose and you’re determined to make it up to me au
  • I was just minding my own business in the library when your idiotic prank accidentally hit me I swear to god you’re dead to me au
  • Teacher/Teacher au
  • Yes I did find a loophole in the spell that prevents electronics from working on school grounds and yes I started a secret muggle club and if you shut your mouth about it I’ll let you join even though you know nothing about electronics au
  • My favorite trope; Time-turner gone wrong au
  • Prefects fighting over getting to be Head girl/boy au
  • Study-partners au
  • Breaking house stereotypes otp, like; Nice Slytherin/Lazy Ravenclaw, Rude Hufflepuff/Careful Gryffindor au (Honestly, people are not 4 types c’mon)
  • Hey, looks like we’ll spend the next months in detentions together au
  • Are you… playing any other sport than quidditch at HOGWARTS?! this is an o u t r a g e au
  • Will you PLEASE wear your school uniform or I’ll be forced to put it on you! au
  • Partners-in-pranks au
  • I’m gonna find the giant squid and you WILL help me au
  • You’re failing this class and the teacher got me to mentor you au
  • Alternatively: You’re skipping and failing all your classes and your concerned Head-of-house got me to be your personal coach, and by Merlin you’re not failing under my supervision! au
  • I have a crush on you but you’re in another house and we have no connections whatsoever so how the hell do I approach you au
  • I see you being badass in DA meetings all the time and holy hell it’s hot au
  • You’re staying here during Christmas too, huh? au
  • Top-of-the-class rivals au
  • We see each other at the library all the time but never really talk but you read really good books and your face is so cute when you concentrate and I think I have a crush on you au
  • I have a Honeydukes secret trading business and you keep asking for more candy listen buddy I think you have a problem au
  • Honestly just a Genius!A finding loopholes and making businesses at Hogwarts and never being caught and Prefect!B obsessed with exposing them au
  • Exploring the very dangerous woods au
  • I’m a muggleborn and I’ve never stopped being in awe of magic even after all these years and you think it’s adorable au
  • I’m better than you at quidditch and I’ll prove it au

Hope these do! I actually really like some of these, maybe I’ll write something? Who knows!

the secret santa au

suggested by @iggydabirdkid! at literally 11:59 PM but it’s still december 1st nonetheless. will you ever know what sombra’s gift is? probably not.

  • one of the truly beautiful traditions (started by tracer) of overwatch is the yearly secret santa
  • everyone from overwatch’s invited, and their significant others, which means that talon’s invited too.
  • it’s easier to get gifts for some than it is for others.
  • take winston
  • last year, lena bought him a monthly delivery of a ten-kg jar of peanut butter (lasting for a year) and no one had ever seen him look so happy
  • and then you have sombra and no one knows anything about her so congrats to that lovely person who has to get her a gift
  • they all sit around in a circle on december 1st and lena claps her hands like a little kid and widow pretends not to be endeared
  • s76 holds a santa hat in his lap, filled with slips of paper
  • one by one, each person (or robot) comes up and takes a paper
  • (and because i’m symbra TRASH this is mostly gonna follow their quest for gifts)
  • symmetra opens her slip and sees, in neatly printed, bright purple words, ‘SOMBRA’.
  • she kinda freaks out a little bc she expected to get bastion or something but then she just sits and thinks.
  • while satya’s thinking, sombra retrieves her slip, and sees symmetra’s name written on it in pastel blue
  • internally she’s like ‘YASSSSS BISHHH’ because she has a massive crush on satya but she keeps a poker face
  • she looks up to see satya studying her intently, and blinks.
  • ‘hey, princesita!’ she calls, and satya looks up, flushing, and she’s really cute and- wait. up. her eyes went up.
  • up. which means they were down before. which means they were looking at sombra’s lips. sombra files that away and makes a mental note to obsess over it later.
  • ‘what ya lookin’ at?’
  • satya blinks at her, then turns and walks away. sombra looks after her, confused.
  • ‘don’t mind her!’ lena calls, and then abruptly there is an orange mass flying at her. tracer comes to a stop just in front of her, but her momentum sends them both tumbling.
  • lena leans in close. ‘she’s a bit shy around people she likes.’
  • and then she blinks away, and sombra’s eyes go wide.
  • likes. satya likes her.
  • oh.
  • she spends the next twenty-four days at literally every store in the world (courtesy of hacking)
  • jewelry? would satya like jewelry? no. she can make her own out of hard light. sombra blows out a sigh and speeds past to the next store.
  • ‘sombra,’ gabe says over the com. ‘we’re on a mission.’
  • ‘and tokyo has some of the best gift stores in the world.’ sombra snaps. she got two hours of sleep last night and she’s really stressed. ‘your point?’
  • ‘that we’re still part of a team dedicated to killing people and you can’t just leave. sombra, just get her something and come back.’
  • sombra yanks her fingers through her hair frustratedly. ‘i can’t just get her something, gabriel, amélie, you don’t understand! i have to make a good impression and she’s beautiful and kind and i want her to trust me because when she smiles i feel like my insides have reoriented themselves and i just want her to like me, and so many people don’t that it’s not hard to think she won’t either, but i just really want her to smile at me and think i’m a good person and i need- joder, i just need a gift!’
  • ‘well, here we are,’ gabe says, and sombra turns to see amélie and gabriel, dressed in street clothes, widow with aviators perched stylishly atop her nose.
  • ‘first,’ widow says, rubbing her hands together, ‘you need an element.’
  • ‘a.. wha?’
  • ‘element. let’s see. what does satya like?’
  • ‘i don’t know- wait, actually, i do. neat things. pretty things. useful things?’
  • ‘so aesthetic, maybe a bit of practicality. let me guess. blue. good. gabriel?’
  • ‘you’ll need some sort of blue cloth, perhaps. and something to counter it- perhaps purple would work, considering your colour scheme. it has to be something from the heart.’
  • ‘why- i thought the mission-’
  • ‘the mission can fuck itself. we’re here for my little sister.’ 
  • ‘and my daughter,’ gabe adds, and sombra’s legitimately tearing up a little.
  • widow whips a cell phone out of her leather trench coat and dials a number, speaking in rapid-fire french. she looks up after a moment.
  • ‘paris fashion boutique. they can have premium blue silk in ten minutes.’
  • ‘make it two,’ gabe says grimly, and moves through the rack of japanese silk, picking out a light purple number and reaching for one of the daggers in widow’s boot. he slices through the cloth, cuts it into the shape of symmetra’s design spray.
  • widow hangs up. ‘got it.’ she tosses a really expensive package of blue silk at him, and he takes it, cutting it into a cool design and gluing the two together. a clerk runs toward them, staring at the scraps of cloth that are probably worth more than a few million dollars, and amélie tosses a cheque down before they disappear.
  • ‘think about it,’ gabe says as they hold onto the grappling hook (which is attached to a nearby plane). ‘what do you think symmetra would appreciate?’
  • ‘i don’t know.’
  • ‘well, what do you like?’
  • ‘hacking. and horchata caliente. and girls.’
  • ‘hey, amélie!’ gabe shouts. ‘is symmetra into girls?’
  • amélie blinks, shrugs. gabe sighs.
  • ‘we’ll think of something.’
  • they do.
  • the day rolls around, and sombra approaches symmetra nervously.
  • ‘hi,’ she says, hands behind her back, and satya looks at her and grins. sombra tingles.
  • ‘hello,’ she says. ‘did we get each other?’
  • ‘it seems so.’
  • ‘excellent! i’ll go first.’
  • symmetra reaches out, and sombra blanks, because satya’s touching her hand oh my god she may not live to see tomorrow oh my god oh my god fuCK HOLY FRICK WHAT DOES SHE DO DOES SHE- ARE HER HANDS SWEATY THIS IS BAD OH HECK HECKITY HECK
  • symmetra smiles. ‘and… done!’
  • sombra blinks, looks down, and flexes her fingers to see if they’re still in shock. to her surprise, her nails do something weird and suddenly she has fuckin claws like wolverine what the hell
  • they’re purple. sombra appreciates that.
  • ‘there.’ satya smiles adorably.
  • silence.
  • ‘um. i didn’t mean to-’
  • satya kisses her breathless.
  • she pulls back after a moment, fingers skating over sombra’s jaw, and for the first time in her full however many years of life, sombra’s rendered speechless.
  • ‘the gift-’ sombra stutters, and satya smiles at her, and her heart melts.
  • ‘we have time for the gift, later.’
  • she pulls her close.
  • ‘right now, i have you. and you’re the best present i could wish for.’
25 virgins and a lot of sprite

PAIRING: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

SUMMARY: You and your best friend, Lin, attend the last cast party of your senior year and stuff happens.

WARNINGS: Cursing, mentions of alcohol consummation

WORDS: 1 963

A/N: okay so im in love with the crucible cast party sketch and the concept that is high school lin so this is the product of that (someone pls come talk to me about high school lin it fuels me)

“So it’s at Anthony’s house?” You asked your friend Jasmine, who was busy getting into costume next to you.

“Yeah, he’s super excited, because he’s parents are out of town and everything,” She answered, pulling her stockings up to her waist. It was your last cast party, so it only made sense for Anthony to host it. He was known for his parties in the drama department. “Pfft, I know something else he’s excited about,” You smirked, your comment earning you a smack on the shoulder from Jasmine. 

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I Want To Write You A Song - Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 18)

Originally posted by tmlnsn

Part 17

“Hold on to hope if you got it. Don’t let it go for nobody-” you sang softly as you picked your guitar in the backyard. 

You had woken up before Harry that day and you didn’t want to wake him up, so you went outside to get some writing done. 

“And they say that dreaming is free, but I wouldn’t care what it cost me,” you sang. 

You were writing down in your journal when you saw someone coming out and sitting some tea on the table. You looked up and saw that it was Gemma. 

“Good morning,” she smiled. 

“Morning,” you smiled putting your guitar on the ground. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt. I just thought you might want something warm to drink,” she said. 

“Oh, no you’re fine. I was just messing around,” you said. 

“Harry had mentioned that you’re looking into recording your own album,” she said. 

“Uh, yeah, I guess,” you said. “I said that I was a few weeks ago, but I hadn’t really done it and quite frankly, I don’t know if I even want to.” 

“Why? I mean why have you changed your mind?” She asked. 

“I don’t know. I’m a songwriter, that’s what I do best. I’m not a performer,” you sighed. “When Harry gets on stage, his face lights up and it’s obvious that he loves it. I don’t think I could ever do that.” 

“My brother is interesting on stage,” she laughed. “But that’s just who he is, it’s his personality. You don’t have to be like him or anyone else at there. I mean look at Adele, she doesn’t dance around or jump up and down because that’s not her, but she’s still an amazing performer and producer of music. You can make your music however you want it to be. And you don’t necessarily have to perform if you don’t want to, right?”

“No, I wouldn’t have to, no,” you said. 

“Then just make your music and record your album and get it out there. Don’t worry about anything after that,” she said. 

“There’s something else,” you whispered. 

“What’s that?” She asked. “Your parents?” 

“Yes, and no,” you said. “I mean yes, they’re sort of an issue, but I’m not worried about them.” 

“Then what are you worried about?” She asked. 

“About becoming too… famous I guess,” you sighed. “Once I make my own music, people are going to find out that I’m the songwriter for all those songs and that I’m Harry’s girlfriend. I don’t want to lose my privacy and I don’t want people to think I’m just with Harry for his name or something.” 

“I get that,” she nodded. “But babe, just by being Harry’s girlfriend, it’s already going to throw you into the spotlight and everyone is going to try and find everything they can about you, it just comes with the territory. And as for the privacy thing, Harry’s been in this business for years and while it may seem like he has no privacy, he has more than you think. He’s actually a quite private person and when it comes to you, he’ll make sure that it stays that way. He’s quite protective over you,” she smiled. 

You laughed with a nod. 

“And people are going to say and think what they want to think regardless if it’s true or not,” she said. “Harry knows that you love him and we know that you love him and he loves you and that’s all you should care about.” 

“Thank you,” you smiled. “Talking to you as really helped.” 

“I’m glad and I just want you to know that our relationship isn’t just because  you’re with my brother. I consider you a great friend, so anytime that you need to talk or just need to get away from my annoying little shit of a brother, I’m available,” she smiled. 


Harry had woken up to you, not in the room for the second morning in the row. He groaned as he got up from the bed and stretched before running his hands through his hair. He left the room in search of you. 

When he arrived in the kitchen, his mom was cooking breakfast. He grabbed some coffee and hugged her. 

“Morning Mum,” he smiled. 

“Morning, sweetheart,” she smiled. 

“Have you seen my girlfriend?” He laughed. “She disappeared on me again.” 

“Oh, she and Gemma are outside having a chat,” she said. 

Harry grabbed his mug of coffee and went over to the window. It looked like that you and Gemma were getting along and he was really happy about that, but he would admit that he was beginning to be a little jealous that you were spending a lot of your time with his sister. 

You and Gemma walked back inside and Harry stood there with a pout on his face. 

You put your guitar down and walked over to him. “Hey, what’s up with you?” You asked. 

“Nothing,” he mumbled. 

“Yes, there is,” you said. “What’s wrong with you?” You laughed forcing his pout into a smile. 

“Stop it,” he sighed moving his face away. “I’m gonna shower, I’ll be back down for breakfast,” he mumbled to his Mom before going back up to the room. 

You sighed. “I’ll be back,” you said following behind him. 

Harry grabbed clothes from his suitcase when you walked in. 

“Okay, what is really wrong with you?” You asked. 

“Nothing,” he said. 

“Damn it, Harry. I know you’re lying, so just spit it out already,” you said. 

“Fine, you want to know?” He asked. 

“Obviously because I’ve been asking you for the last ten minutes,” you said. 

“Maybe I’m just annoyed because I’ve been wanting to spend time with my girlfriend and you’re always hanging with my sister,” he mumbled. 

You giggled as you watched him throw his clothes down on the bed. 

“it’s not fucking funny!” He whined. 

“Yeah, it is. You’re jealous of your sister,” you laughed. 

“No, I’m not,” he said. “I just want to spend time with my girlfriend and you’re always gone.” 

“I’m not gone, I was just outside,” you said. “And I was out there before Gemma. I was getting some writing done and she came out there. I didn’t purposely get up before you to have a chat with Gemma.” 

“You didn’t?” He asked. 

“No,” you laughed. “I woke up before you and I felt like writing, so I went outside in the freezing cold so I wouldn’t wake anyone up. And then Gemma came out there and we just started talking about things.” 

“Oh,” he said sitting down on the bed. 

“Yeah, oh,” you laughed walking over and sitting on his lap. “But you know it’s kinda cute that you’re jealous.” 

“I’m not jealous,” he mumbled wrapping his arms around you. 

“Fine you’re not jealous, but your behavior is still cute,” you smirked. 

He rolled his eyes. “I’m not cute, I’m hot,” he said. 

“Oh right, yeah, definitely,” you said nodding. 

“It’s true! Don’t act like it’s not,” he smirked. 

You rolled your eyes. “I thought you were going to shower?” 

“Oh, I am, but now you’re joining me,” he smirked. 

“Am I now?” You asked. 

“Yep,” he smirked throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you into the bathroom. 


After breakfast, you decided to dedicate the entire day to Harry. You bundled up and he was taking you on a tour of his hometown, showing you all the places that were special to him. 

“You know you’re different here,” you smiled. “Not like bad different or like you’re a different person, I just mean you seem relaxed here.” 

“I do,” he nodded. “Because when I come back here, it’s home, you know. My family’s here. Friends I’ve known for years are here. Whenever I come back, they don’t treat me or look at me as Harry Styles. I’m just Harry to them.” 

You smiled wrapping your arms around his. “I know I didn’t know you before you were this huge pop star,” you laughed. “But you’re just Harry to me too, you know. I mean you’re my boyfriend Harry, who happens to be an amazing artist.” 

He smiled looking down at you. “And you’re my girlfriend, Y/N, who happens to be the best damn singer-songwriter out there.” 

“And I love you so much,” he added. 

“I love you too,” you smiled. 

“You know, I can’t help but wonder that you seem to be getting used to the cold weather,” he smirked. 

“No, I think it’s because I have a few warm clothes now,” you laughed. 

He laughed. “Maybe,” he said wrapping his arms around you. “Can I ask you something?” 

“Of course,” you nodded. 

“Could you ever…would you ever live here?” He asked. “In the UK, I mean. Like London or something?” 

“I don’t know, I’ve never really thought about it before,” you said. “Why?” 

“Well, now that the album is finished, I sort of just want to get out of the LA scene for a bit, so I’ve been thinking about coming back to London and staying for a while after the promo with the album is finished,” he said. 

“Oh,” you said. “And you just thought about this right now?” 

“No, I’ve been thinking about it for awhile,” he said. “LA is great, you know. I’ve great friends there and I love the weather, but it’s not home. I miss being near my family and friends here.” 

“Are you thinking about it or have you already made your decision?” You asked. 

“A little bit of both,” he shrugged. “I haven’t officially decided to do it, but the odds of me not moving back, are slim.” 

“So, you’re just going to move thousands of miles away without even talking to me about it?” You asked. 

“I’m talking with you about it now,” he said. 

“Yeah, when you’ve practically already made your decision,” you said. “What about me huh? I’m in LA, and you’re just going to leave me there?” 

“What? No,” he said. “Baby, I’m asking you to come with me. To live me. To move in with me.” 

“What about my album?” You said. “How would I work on that if I’m in London?” 

“There are recording studios in London, Y/N,” he sighed. 

“But not my studio. The one where I’ve recorded all of my stuff,” you said. “Nathan’s not in London, other producers and writers I’ve worked with aren’t in London.”  

“Why do you keep making this about you?” He sighed. “I’m not just up and leaving because I fucking want too, I’m leaving because I want to be near my family and friends, where I’m used to.” 

“Just because I don’t have a family that cares and supports me, doesn’t mean I don’t have anything worth staying in LA,” you said before walking off. 

“Fucking… Y/N where are you going!” He shouted. 

“I don’t know, just somewhere away from you!” You shouted. 

“Y/N, you’re going to get lost!” He sighed. 

“I don’t care, just leave me alone,” you said as you kept on walking. 

Harry signed running his hands over his face as he watched you walk off. He wanted to go after you, but he knew if he did it would only make you angrier with him. 


“Where’s Y/N?” Anne said when Hary got back to the house. 

“We had another fight and she walked off,” he sighed. 

“Another fight? What happened?” She asked. 

“I told her I planned on moving back to London for a bit and she upset with me,” he sighed. 

“Did you ask her to come with you?” She asked. 

He nodded. “Of course I did. I don’t want to be without her for a second, much less going  months without her being thousands of miles away.”

“Have you ever talked about it before?” She asked. 

“No, this was actually the first time I brought it up,” he sighed. 

“Well, then you two need to talk about it. Once she’s cooled off, talk to her about, really talk to her about it. Maybe try to understand why she was so upset and if you think about it, asking her to pick up her life and move to another country is asking a lot,” she stated. 

He nodded. “I’m gonna go drive around and see if I can find her.”

“Yes, go get her and bring her back. It’ll be dark soon,” she whispered. 


You weren’t exactly lost, but you didn’t exactly know where you were either. Places looked familiar, but you weren’t sure which way to go back to Anne’s house. The boots you were wearing weren’t great for walking, so your feet were killing you. 

You saw a bench nearby and decided to take a break. You were starting to get cold and felt extremely childish for running off like you did. But you couldn’t help it, you just needed to get your thoughts together and you need to be alone for that. 

You thought about calling Harry to come pick you up, but you didn’t have to because Harry’s car pulled up right next to you. He parked the car and got out walking over to you. 

“Are you alright?” He asked. 

“I’m fine,” you whispered. 

“Come on, let’s get you warm,” he said. 

He took your hand and helped you to the car and turned the heat full blast before driving off. 

“I know that you were upset, but please don’t do that again,” he said. 

“I’m sorry,” you whispered. “I just wanted to be alone.” 

“I understand that and I’ll give you all the space you need, but don’t feel like you have to physically leave,” he said taking your hand. 

“I won’t,” you said. “I promise.” 

“Can we talk about it though?” He asked. “About why you got so upset?” 

You sighed looking out the window. “You wouldn’t understand.” 

“How can I try to understand if I don’t know what it is,” he whispered. 

You sighed. “In LA, we’re equals for lack of a better word. We both have our own group of friends, things that we like to do, people we work with, etc. But in London, that’s your territory. Your family, your friends, your house. The people that you work with, things that you like to do. If I come with you, all I’m gonna have is you. And what if your friends don’t like me or we find out that I’m too different from you and your life in London…” 

Harry had pulled the car into the driveway now and you both were sitting in the car. 

“I guess I didn’t think of it like that,” he whispered. “I don’t want you to feel like you have to leave everything behind for me.” 

“But I feel like that is what I’d have to do,” you sighed. 

“Are you afraid that if you come with me to live in London, we’ll break up or something?” He asked. 

You nodded. 

“Baby, that could never happen,” he said. 

“You say that now, but what if it does,” you sniffled. “What if everything changes for the worse?” 

“It won’t,” he said. “We love each other and we’re not going to let that happen. I’m not saying that we permanently relocate to London, I just want to be back home for a while before I go on tour. Plus, my band lives here and we’ll have rehearsals and such.” 

“And no decisions have to be made right now. We’ll be going to London in a few days and you can get a feel for it and then we can talk about it some more,” he said. “Because I’m not just going to leave you, okay.” 

“But what if I decide not to go?” You whispered. 

“Then we’ll cross that bridge when we get there,” he said. 

You nodded and the two of you got out of the car. Even though the two of you talked it out, you could feel there was a shift in the air between you. That was the first major obstacle that came up in your relationship. It wouldn’t be the last, but you just hoped that it wouldn’t be the one that drove you apart either. 

@ that anon who asked why i ship amamatsu

you asked pretty rudely so i’m just gonna put this under read more bc i’m gonna be explaining the stuff (note, anon asked it like they were sending ship hate so uhh yea you get the gist of how i will be talking) to the ppl who like sa///matsu please don’t take what i say too deeply aaa i’m just trying to analyze stuff with my poor skills, also v3 spoiler warning so beware

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The Heart Wants What It Wants -Chapter 1

I’ve finally decided to start a long story about Jared and the reader. However, as you will see, the story will be personalized, so the reader and all the characters will have actual names, which I find more appropriate for this type of fiction. I haven’t been inspired much lately, so I stopped writing short Imagines, but this one idea crossed my mind a couple of times, so I thought it would be great to start writing about it.

I hope you like it and enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

I’m still open for requests, so if you have any, feel free to send them to me and I’ll try my best to write them.

Much love, Rhina

“Heeey, where is my beautiful little girl?” my mom asked with joy in her voice as she was sneaking into my dressing room. 

I was putting on my veil and doing some finishing touches before I could call my dad to take me down the aisle. You got that, it was my wedding day. The happiest day in a life of a woman. Or so they say it should be.

“Hi mom. Just touching up a bit, I’ll be ready in a minute” I looked her over my shoulder as I was adjusting the veil to my hair. 

“Here, let me help you. Don’t rush it, or you’ll ruin that gorgeous bun” my mom took the veil and pinned it in place letting it fall slowly down my back, and slightly touch my shoulders.

I was looking myself in the mirror while she took care of my hairstyle and veil and I couldn’t help but feel a huge pit in my stomach, which made me take a deep breath and cross my fingers with each other. 

“So, how are you feeling” my mom asked me as she patted my shoulders slightly, standing behind me and looking me in the mirror. It’s like she knew something was wrong. 

“Fine” I said, nodded and smiled slightly as I looked down at my wedding dress. It was a gorgeous lace wedding gown, with long sleeves. It had a v-neck and it was really long, since I was 5′8′’.  

“Fine? Nicole, it’s your wedding day, and you feel fine?” now my mom was worried. She pulled my arm so I would face her and I took another sigh.

“Yeah… well, you know… I feel good, it’s all normal I’m sure” I tried to convince her I was OK, but I could never lie to my mom. Lord knows I tried many times, for silly things of course, but she could always tell when I lied to her.

“No, it’s not normal to feel fine on your wedding day. You should be ecstatic, overwhelmed, excited, jumping off the ground… you know crazy happy” she took me by the hand and rubbed her thumb over the back of my hand “and you don’t feel nothing like that do you?”

I was silent for a while then I took a deep breath and finally spoke

No. I don’t. And it’s killing me inside, because I feel like I’ve been lying to everyone, especially myself. But on the other hand I didn’t really. I really loved Lucas I just…

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