i was supposed to upload this last night but i got tired of working on it

i need me some jealous kara in my life, so of course i did what any person would’ve done and came with a bunch of headcanons to satisfy my own needs because that’s what self care is all about.

  • it all starts one afternoon, they’re downtown in one of lena’s favorite restaurants and kara’s talking excitedly about the new article she’s writing when lena’s phone goes off. usually when they’re together lena ignores it, she always says it’s business associates and insists they can wait but this time lena sees the name on the screen and smiles widely, “oh it’ll be just a minute kara, sorry” kara nods, motions her to go ahead and tries to focus on her pasta until she hears lena giggling “i can’t wait to see you! it’s been, what? six years?” something inside kara twitches. who is she talking to? most importantly who is making her smile like that?! that’s usually her thing. lena keeps talking to whoever is at the other end of the line as if she’s not there, beaming, chuckling… kara’s always believed herself to be someone non violent (for most the time) but she’s now wishing she could grab lena’s phone, throw it to the ground and break it.
  • turns out, lena says to her when they’re on the car ride back to l–corp, that one of her dearest friends from boarding school is planning a visit to national city and called her to see if they could get together, “her name is molly, we were together on science club and we hit it off right away,” kara knows it’s irrational to feel so… heated at the thought of lena hanging out with someone else because damn, she’s her own person and she’s allowed to have as many friends as she’d like but… it makes her extremely uncomfortable to think about lena laughing with someone that is not her. “i have to admit i had a little bit of a crush on her when we were younger,” and kara doesn’t know molly, has never seen her and certainly has no interest in doing it so but she already hates her.
  • “and then she said,” it’s game night, james and winn have paused mortal kombat to listen to her angry rant and alex is staring at her with wide eyes, beer in hand. “oh i used to have a crush on her, as if it’s the most trivial thing on the universe, did you know she was supposed to come tonight? i promised i would let her win at mario kart, but no! molly’s plane lands today and she called to say—i’m so sorry kara, i can’t make it, i’m gonna go pick her up, maybe some other time? can’t molly call herself an uber? does she really need to have lena’s attention all to herself? gosh it makes me so upset someone would be so selfish.” winn opens and closes his mouth a few times, not sure if he should say anything about the whole situation, james and alex are looking at each other, silently deciding on who should be the first to talk until finally alex breaks the silence. “kara… you don’t even know this molly person, didn’t you also say her and lena hand’t seen each other for years? it’s normal that they want to spend time with each other, catch up with what’s been going on in their lives.” kara crosses her arms over her chest and angrily stares out the window, she wants to bury her face on ice cream because though she knows alex is right she still wants to deck molly in the face.
  • lena is never late, if anything she’s always early to arrive to their lunch dates, but for the first time in months, lena luthor is fifteen minutes late and kara’s getting impatient, maybe she got caught up on work and didn’t see the hour, maybe she had to sign some contracts before leaving, maybe… maybe… she tries and call her twice but she doesn’t answer and that’s when kara gets worried, what if something happened to her? what if while she was on her way someone stopped her and hurt her? she’s tempted to alert the deo, tell them to search for lena’s location when she enters the restaurant a little breathless and with her hair disheveled. “kara i am sorry!” she sits down across from her and takes out her coat, “molly came over to my office and we started to talk, i didn’t mean to keep you waiting.” kara’s face goes dark. it’s wednesday, this is supposed to be their day, their afternoon, their time to be with one another without people interrupting and of course molly had to come and ruin it. “did you know molly has a motorbike? she dropped me off!” oh amazing, molly owes a motorbike, so does half the population of national city, she’s nothing especial. kara doesn’t feel like eating anymore and ends up leaving early. 
  • she’s punching one of the walls at the deo repeatedly, each punch harsher than the last. her knuckles feel on fire but it’s working wonders to get her mind off lena and her new best friend molly whom today decided to invite her to the beach. “what is wrong with her?” winn whispers to alex almost scared of kara’s sudden display of anger, alex shrugs and tell him she has no idea since kara refuses to talk with anyone about it. “she’s jealous,” j’onn says without looking up from the file he’s holding and both of them open their mouths in surprise. “psychic, remember?” 
  • “have i done something to upset you?” lena asks with her cheeks red in embarrassement and her voice breaking, “you’ve been avoiding me for weeks, yesterday you cancelled our lunch date because you said you had a lot of stuff to do but then you uploaded a picture on instagram with james in your pajamas eating popcorn. look kara, i know we all need our space sometimes but i’d rather hear the truth than finding out via social media that you’re lying to me.” she sounds so hurt and she’s almost on the verge of tears, kara feels awful she didn’t mean to make her feel bad, she was just tired of hearing her talk about molly and how amazing she was every single time they got together. “you want the truth?” lena nods eagerly and kara tries, she does, to keep her composure when she catches the necklace lena’s wearing… gold with rose pendant. “that is pretty,” she points to it and lena grabs it between her hands, “thank you! molly gave it to me yesterday.” kara feels her fist tighten. 
  • “well the truth is that molly is annoying,” she says standing up from her place and lena’s eyes widen. “yes, she’s annoying and she’s keeping you all to herself. it’s almost as she’s holding you captive! she’s taking you to the beach and to that art gallery i was going to take you, you are eating potstickers with her, lena, that’s our thing!” there’s no going back now… “and she’s… she’ probably ugly too—oh she has a motorcycle, how original! you know what lena, i can fly! i could fly you from here to paris in less than an hour, i bet molly can’t do that. you know what else i can do? lift you up, with one finger probably, can molly lift you up? no i don’t think she can. does she let you win at mario kart?! she doesn’t, huh, does she even know how to play mario kart, does she?!” 
  • lena looks at her in disbelief before she bursts out laughing and kara lets out a groan, “it’s not funny lena! i am much more interesting that molly will ever be and i’m—mphm!” lena’s kissing her, her cold hands are tangling themselves in her hair and she’s pulling her impossibly close and kara feels like she’s floating. for the first three seconds she doesn’t respond, but as soon as lena slips a warm tongue into her mouth her body reacts and she’s grabbing her everywhere. her face, her neck, her waist, her ass, lena gasps and they break apart. “sorry, i didn’t mean to… i just wanted to… you see this wasn’t what i had planned,” kara looks to the ground but it’s not for long because lena is grabbing her chin, making her look into her eyes and she melts. 
  • “love… i can’t believe you were jealous of molly.” kara clicks her tongue almost offended, she was not jealous of molly, she’s about to say it, to assure lena she doesn’t feel such childish emotion when lena gives her a small peck on the lips and her train of thought is stopped. “she’s married… and has two kids!” kara wants to hide under lena’s desk for the rest of the evening.
Shut Away

Summary: Logan doesn’t feel so useful anymore.

Word Count: 1076

Characters: Logan Sanders, Virgil Sanders, brief Patton and Roman Sanders

Pairings: could read as platonic analogical, but otherwise none

Warnings: Self hatred, self deprecating speech, no happy endings

A/N: So….. this didn’t end as it was supposed to… and, uh, sorry? hope you enjoy this angst-fest, bobo.

Tag list (send me an ask if you want to be added to my permanent list): @zadi-jyne @musicphanpie-b @ajumbleofwords @love-sanders-sides @lostin–translation @holdnarrytight @strange-dark-son @mikey-girl12 @milk-withtwosugars

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It Never Seems To Be Enough

Summary: Dan gets hate comments and gets bullied by his subscribers on the internet for not posting the video he said he would, and when he breaks down from it, Phil is there to help him back up. 

Or, the fic that’s not actually a fic because it really happened, because half the people in the phandom are assholes who have no regard for Dan’s feelings because they all think it’s about them. 

A/N: I’m not bitter :) This behavior is not okay. Dan does not deserve to be treated the way he was today. No one likes a bully. Unless you have something nice to say to him, than don’t say it at all. 

Warnings: None, unless assholes trigger you. Which, by the way, the tweets featured in this fic are actual tweets I saw in Dan’s replies on his video post.

Word Count: 2,026

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Dan made a mistake by telling thousands of people on YouNow about his next video. Truthfully, he had planned on the next danisnotonfire video being one that meant something to him, but when he tried to film it, things just weren’t working out.

He had been stressed for weeks, constantly worrying about the content he was going to put out on his personal channel, but each time he thought of making a video to post publicly, he felt sick.

Dan treated his own channel like an egg. It always had to be perfect, with no cracks anywhere, and the outside had to have a polished glow to it. He never knew who was going to stumble across his channel, and he couldn’t have it looking like a shitstorm in case someone important saw it. But it was that exact thought that drove him mad.

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Under One Condition: Chapter Three

Originally posted by 9taefox

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Hey, so, this is the latest chapter. Sorry it took so long to upload, I’ve been so unbelievably busy. I hope you enjoy the read. 

Thank you for the continuing support.

Remember, feel free to ask questions or make requests for one shots, shorts, what ever you fancy. Asks are always open :)

Jimin x reader x Taehyung

Warnings: swearing, mature content, kinks, smut, teasing

Word Count: 4,307

Chapter Links: 

Chapter one          Chapter two         Chapter three           Chapter Four     Chapter Five (In progress)


Jimin quickly flung himself out of bed and stumbled to get his trousers on, that were still crumpled at the foot of the bed where you left them last night. You pulled the covers over you and harshly whispered at Jimin.

“It is. It is… it is Tae, what the hell am I supposed to do!? Stroll out there and talk to him!? GOD NO!”

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You’re First

You and Joe never really fought. You two bickered back and forth occasionally but that was pretty much it. Both of you were pretty chilled and would talk about something before it became a real issue.

This time however was different. This time it was a fight. There were tears and loud words being exchanged without much thought. It happened all so quickly and just snowballed into a big mess. 

“Y/N I don’t know what you want me to do. Everything has already been set up and arranged, I can’t just back out at the last minute to please you!” Joe yelled throwing his hands back up in the air. 

“You don’t have to please me Joe I just wished you actually thought before you acted. I’m sick and tired of you always making the decisions and just expecting me to be okay with everything!” You yelled back from the opposite side of the room. 

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somewhere in outer space―

a/n: au after 4x07/ or that time I wrote a klopeley roadtrip fic. also a bit of a longer fic than I usually prefer but still readable. enjoy!


Marcel runs away because he decides the pressures of being king are overwhelming, and losing his daughter and his good friend Cami was just too much for him. Not to mention the fact that his entire life is falling apart, and the people who used to be his family kind of hate him right now.

(And he’s not sure where he’s going, except that he keeps going).

Hayley takes it upon herself to track him down.

She drags Klaus along, mostly because well he’s his father…sort of. Or like his brother-in-law, after the whole Davina and Kol fiasco. Unless he looks at it from the perspective of Marcel and Rebekah’s relationship.

Yeah, they’re are all over the place, he knows. 

And it’s not help that Hope insists on accompanying them as well.

“Sweetheart,” the original hybrid softly says, with a hand on his daughter’s shoulder. “You should stay with your Uncle Elijah and Auntie Freya, you’ll be much safer,” he reassures her.

Then, she pulls her infamous pout.

“But I wanna find my friend,” Hope argues. “And you need a witch on your side, don’t you?” she attempts to convince him and, although she made a valiant effort, Hayley just had to intervene.

“Hope,” the she-wolf firmly says. “Listen to your dad,” Hayley orders.

Klaus can’t say he doesn’t feel a weird tingle whenever she refers to him as Hope’s ‘dad’. Even though that is his role, just hearing Hayler say it made him lose his trail of thought.

“No,” Hope grunts. “Marcel is my only friend, I’m not going to stay behind while he could be in danger,” she exclaims, dragging her tiny suitcase with her and her stuffed wolf.

Klaus releases a fond laugh. “She’s stubborn,” he says, remembering all those times Hayley insisted on accompanying him on his rather dangerous missions. “I wonder where she got that from,” he smirks.

“Very funny,” Hayley rolls her eyes as all three of them hop into the family jeep.


Hope is restless during the trip. She sings along to the radio with her mother and they blast Aqua’s ‘Barbie Girl’ almost one-hundred and forty-three times before Klaus finally presses a button and turns on The Beatles. He doesn’t mean to be an old fart but honestly, this was so much more soothing. And it put Hope right to sleep.

(Hayley pretends she doesn’t notice him humming along the lyrics to ‘Michelle’ and almost dozes off to the sound of his voice).

(Hours turn into days and she tries her best to stay away while Klaus is driving.

Hayley knows he doesn’t sleep at night, if not for his terrifying dreams about Marcel’s dungeon, it’s surely also because he’s worried about his son. Some crazy part of her thinks that maybe it would bring him some comfort to know that she’s there with him. That, if he stares out into the darkness long enough, he’ll be relieved to see those same tired eyes looking back at him).

And they inevitably get lost.

Klaus is bull-headed and hates asking for help. While Hayley spends too much time checking her Instagram and not paying attention to the road. Her excuse is that she’s keeping track of Marcel’s pictures for clues but, so far, all he had uploaded was an old photograph of Cami and Davina.

With no location indicated either.

“You followed the map wrong,” Hayley sends Klaus a dark glare as he rolls his eyes.

“I didn’t,” he replies, sounding a bit high-pitched. “It’s not my fault Marcel keeps changing locations,” he supposes that’s the answer, since every time they asked Freya to track him down, she claimed he had some other witch put up a barrier spell.

“Or maybe you’re just no good at following directions,” Hayley sneers, with a tone that sounded a tad annoyed.

“I’ve lived for over a thousand years,” he reminds her. “I know how to navigate using just the stars, you really think I’m likely to get us lost?” the original hybrid explains, as he’s headed in a straight line to somewhere and nowhere.

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You Got Me Trippin (Fluffy Woozi/Jihoon Imagine)

Based off of this request:

Summary: Jihoon never imagined falling as hard and as fast as he did. Especially not for someone he’d never met. Especially for not a fan. He always wrote songs about love, because that’s what the label wanted, but when he saw your picture for the first time, he truly understood what they meant. Fluff. 

(AN: I did go a little off the prompt, but I was just using my creative liberties. ;))

Sometimes he really felt stupid like this. Times when he caught himself grinning at his phone like an idiot and he had to flash back to reality and remind himself that he was in the studio or in the dance room taking a quick break or in the middle of a late night writing session and had only meant to check his phone for a quick moment. 

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Let Me Feel Your Heartbeat

Summary: (Soulmate AU) A year after the death of his parents, Dan finds that the only reason he’s able to get up in the mornings is because of the ring on his finger - the one that beats to the rhythm of his soulmate’s heart. Soon enough, Dan finds another reason to wake up in the mornings. And he supposes that’s due to a kind stranger who keeps invading his thoughts.

A/N: I think it’s been a month since I last uploaded a fic, so here’s a soulmate au for ya! Hopefully it’s not as garbage as my last one. Enjoy! :)

Warnings: alcohol use/mention, thoughts and mentions of suicide, slight depression, it has a happy ending i swear

Word Count: 9,189

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Dan was tired.

As he sat upon the roof to the carpark, downing his last bottle of beer, he just wanted it to all be over. To let his eyes slip closed, the darkness welcoming him with open arms.

He took the final swig, and chucked the glass bottle forward, listening to his crash into the earth with a shattering noise.

“That could be my bones,” he muttered to himself, letting the tears stream silently from his eyes. They were cold against his cheeks, almost freezing as they reached his chin and dripped off.

Yes, Dan was tired. But he would never slip too far. No matter how many times he begged God, no matter how many times he looked up at the night sky, and wished to be among the stars. Because deep down, there was someone who would be sad to see him go. Even if they didn’t know him.

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Mini Golf Fun?

Request: @bluestghost “heyo! i have a fic idea if you like it. Evan and the reader (and maybe the other DEH characters if that works) go mini-golfing at midnight and Evan accidentally ends up hitting the reader with his golf club. instead of the reader crying Evan just bursts into tears and ends up being the one who needs comforting, instead of the person actually hit with the club (this is based off of a post i saw around similar to this but instead it was BMC)”
TW: bad writing, jared being lame, crying, was written on the notes of my phone
Author’s Note: Sorry this took so long and I didn’t upload last night or this morning, my bestie and I were facetiming for like 6 hours. Anyways sorry if this sucks, I tried making it cute! Also requests are open but getting out slowly because I have to write these on my phone. Also will edit whenever I can get near a computer!
Word Count: idk but not that long
“We’re all going to golf n stuff this Friday, you in?” Jared asked you at your locker before sixth period. You had advanced drama next and so you were just stuffing all your government work back into your locker when your best friend slid right next to you.
“Minigolf? Eh, I’m not sure.” You said grabbing one of the scripts you needed to practice for class.
“C'mon Y/N, Alana’s older sister works there and is getting all of us in for free after the park closes! It’ll be fun, you have to go.” Jared sighed out before getting a smug look on his face.
“Plus Evan’s going.”
Your face started to heat up in embarrassment. Oh Evan Hansen. The boy you’ve been crushing on since sixth grade. Jared never misses a chance to dangle the fact that you’ve been basically in love with this boy right in front of you on a daily basis. You love your bestie but sometimes you really just want to tell him to stuff a sock in it.
“Of course Evan’s going. I’m assuming the Murphy’s are coming along too?” You asked not amused. Jared rolled his eyes at your diversion and nodded his head. Rolling your eyes back at him you shut your locker and walked with him to your last class of the day.
You didn’t realize how much you sucked at mini golf till you started playing. Maybe it was the fact that your only focus was on the nervous teen, who stood by you as you made your shot cheering you on. It’s not like Evan was doing any better, the boy was lucky if he made the hole in less than ten puts. Your friends might have paired you together because of your obvious attraction to your close friend, but maybe they just wanted to see you two make fools of yourself. Connor and Alana who were in first place giggled and looked smug every time it was one of yours or Evan’s turns. The game was supposed to end at midnight according to Alana’s schedule, but she forgot to plan the fact that you and Evan were horrible at the game. It was now 1:30 am.
“It’s the last hole and as much as I’d love to see Evan and Y/N dominate this one, maybe we should just call it quits.” Jared said from one of the benches, while scrolling through his phone.
“No, we all have to go, for this to be a fair game.” You all rolled your eyes at Alana’s antics before plopping on the bench next to your bestie.
“As much as I love playing mini golf Alana, maybe Jare is right.” The Murphy siblings nodded along with me and were obviously a little tired from this long ass game. Before anyone could say anything else, Evan walked over to the hole.
“If I make this in one go, then Y/N and I win and we can all leave and go get food or something.”
You got up off the bench and walked up to Evan placing a gentle hand on his arm. Why would Evan put himself through this embarrassment? You all knew it was a far reach for Evan to make this shot in five goes let alone one.
“You don’t have to do this Evan, I’m fine with losing. We can just go straight to A-La and call it a night.”
“Y/N, I can do this.” Evan looked at you with a small smug smile and winked. Your eyes widened a bit and a blush tinged your cheeks as you nodded. Taking a few steps back from Evan but still close enough to support your partner your mind raced a mile a minute.
“We have a deal guys?” Your group of friends just let out an uninterested “yeah” as Evan placed his blue colored golf ball on the black strip. Evan who looked more confident than before looked at the course almost calculating his next move. Your brows furrowed in confusion as he lined himself up. Swinging his arm back he firmly hit the ball and before you knew it, the ball rolled into the white cup at the end of the course. Your eyes widened and your mouth opened and closed as you could not believe what just happened.
“Oh my fucking god.” You could hear Jared say as you screamed in awe. You ran to give Evan a hug but instead of a nice warm body against your cheek, you felt cold metal.
“Oh my fucking god!” You could hear all your friends yell as you clutched your cheek in pain. You were not expecting that. Of course you should have known better than to run at someone who just made the most bizarre hole in one ever but your emotions and excitement got the better of you. You didn’t expect Evan to throw his hands up in the air in victory, and you most certainly didn’t expect one of those hands to be still holding his golf club. Evan didn’t know you were going to run full speed and jump him for a hug, and he most certainly didn’t know he was going to smack you in the face with a three feet tall stick.
“Does it hurt?”
“Are you alright?”
“Does she have a concussion?”
“Oh my god someone get some ice!”
Your cheek did hurt a bit, but honestly your friends were being so dramatic. It wasn’t a big deal, you’ll probably not be able to sleep on that side of your face but things could be worse. Things like Evan crying. Oh shit Evan’s crying. You broke free from your friends crowding around you.
“Evan are you okay?” He turned away from you guys with his face in his hands. You could see his shoulders racking and hear his gasps for breath. You immediately wrap your arms around the small boy and rub his back.
“Evan are you alright sweetie?” He didn’t answer but kept crying. Your friends slowly come up to help but you raise a hand knowing that it was even a little too much for him that you were there. They backed up gathering everyone’s stuff and going back to the lobby of the golf n stuff to return the stuff leaving you two alone.
“Evan please say something…for me.”
You heard him mumble something but don’t question what he says until he’s calmed down. His shoulders eventually stop shaking and you hear him sniff a little bit.
“You okay hun?” You ask with your arms still around him. Evan lifts his head wiping his face off with the sleeve of his hoodie. Nodding he takes a step back from you. There’s still tears in his eyes and he still looks heartbroken, but he’s better.
“I’m so sorry, Y/N I didn’t mean to hurt you I was just so happy that I won for you I’m so sorry.” Tears began to roll down his cheeks at a faster pace and you lead him to the bench so you could both sit down.
“Evan it’s okay, it was an accident. You didn’t know I was going to run up to you, you had no idea that that was going to happen. It was an accident, honey and I forgive you.”
Evan nodded, but the tears kept pouring. You knew that when Evan cried he lost so much energy and you wanted him to still enjoy his night with his friends, so you had to distract him.
“How about you tell me how you made that hole in one back there?” Evan’s face flushed in embarrassment and a small smile started to form on his lips.
“I used to come here every week with my mom. We stopped going together junior year because she was too busy, but I still come here by myself every week. I know the courses like the back of my hand.” You were floored. Did Evan Hansen just admit that he was basically a mini golf pro? Wait-
“Why did you pretend to lose then?” His cheeks turned a beautiful shade of red that took you by surprise. Wow this boy was so beautiful. Your heart physically started to ache just looking at him.
“I didn’t want you to think you were the worse, so I pretended to be bad so you weren’t alone.” Your heart that was aching started beating a million times per second and your face flushed. Before you knew it you grabbed Evan by the cheeks and softly pressed your lips to his. His lips and cheeks were wet with tears and his body was shaking, but it was amazing. Evan, after being shocked for a second quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him. The soft kiss lasted for another thirty seconds, before you both parted in awe. Evans eyes were still closed when you pulled apart but he looked so happy compared to a few minutes ago.
“Wow.” Was all that he said. The smile on your face grew and grew until it began to hurt. Your hand found his and his eyes looked at you.
“That was the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for me. Thank you Evan.” You both just stared at each other with matching grins on your faces. The moment was nice and comforting, until your friends decided to make themselves known.
“GAYYYYY!!!!” Your lips pursed as you turned around to face your bestie. Narrowing your eyes at his smug face you gave him the finger.
“You guys ready to go? I’m starving and A La Mode closes in an hour.” Zoe stated impatiently grabbing onto Alana’s hand. You nodded standing up with Evan’s hand still entwined in your own. Glancing at each other with small smiles you walked off to the car thanking whoever was out there that you came to golf n stuff tonight. Even though you got hit in the face, the golf club that hit you wasn’t the reason why your cheeks hurt so bad that night.

"Kiss me?" - Finn Balor

This is a prompt drabble requested by  @jmertz-123lol445

You can find my other writings here: Masterlist

You’ve had a crush on Finn since the day you start to work for the company.
Little did you know that he has feelings for you too.

After Raw, you were the last to help clean up and pack away the merch stuff. All the others and the Superstars have already left for the hotel.
Your job is not the easiest one but you enjoy it and you love doing what you do. That is the most important thing to you, really. Spending day in and day out with fun people and seeing the faces of the fans light up everytime they get to see a powerful match is just the cherry on top.

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Give Up For The Night

“Right. Yup. Thanks.” Joe huffs into the phone, ending the phone call a moment later.

I glance up from my computer as he lets out a frustrated groan.

“Bad phone call?”

“Yes.” He runs a tired hand across his face before walking over to the couch where he falls onto it on his back. “I thought Sugg Life was supposed to be fun, and exciting.”

“It is.”

“Not really.”

“No luck with the stock problem then?” I ask, looking back down at my computer as I continue to edit.

“Not at all. I hate this. I feel like we’re letting everyone down because there was a glitch!”

“It’ll work out, Joe. Don’t worry.” I reassure him. “Give it some time. The team is working on it.”

“Yeah, I know.” He sighs, and the room falls into a comfortable silence, only broken by the occasional clicking from me dragging clips over.

I had been working on this video for the better part of an hour, and was getting worried because it was meant to be uploaded pretty quick, and time was running out.

My plan was to have it edited last night, but then other work had popped up and it was nearing one in the morning by time that was all done. I knew it would be too much to edit it last night, so I had put it off for today. Except then Joe and I had gone into the office to deal with both Sugg Life merchandise and for an impromptu meeting for myself.

Since we got home, Joe had been on and off the phone, while I had been doing my best to finish editing.

I was getting close, I just had to finish another section. And that was when the program I was using froze.

I wait a minute, hoping the spinning wheel of death will disappear and I’ll be able to continue, glancing up at the time quickly as I waited.

Then I blink, and everything is gone.

“No.” I breathe, my eyes growing wide.

“Hm?” Joe tilts his head back, looking at me.

“No. No. No.” I mutter, ignoring him as I click on a few keys. The program is running, but my video, the one that I was almost done editing for my channel is gone.

“Y/N?” Joe ask again, and I finally glanced over at him.

“It’s gone.”

“What’s gone?”

“My video. It’s just…gone.” My gaze lands back on the computer screen, and I can feel the tears fill my eyes.

“Shit.” I can hear him push himself up into a sitting position, taking the computer from me gently. “Let me see if I can get it.”

“I can’t believe it. I was so close. And now I’m going to be late uploading, that’s if my clips aren’t corrupted. Or gone. And I have to redo everything. Oh gods. I don’t have time to do that. I was supposed to be answering emails, and calling back that lady to make a meeting. And I have yet to plan another video.”

“Hey, hey.” Suddenly Joe’s arms are around me, and I lean into his embrace, my body still tense. “Relax, love. It’ll work out. Right?”

“What am I going to do?” I mumble, burying my face into his shoulder as he pulls my legs over his lap, his fingers running up and down my arm.

“I think,” Joe replies, settling back against the couch. “That we just give up for the night. No more Sugg Life stuff. No more editing. No phone calls. Emails. Nothing. Just the two of us. And some good.”

“And wine?”

“And wine.” He laughs softly.

“But my video…” I glance over at my computer, which is sitting on the couch beside us.

“I’m sure I can retrieve it, Y/N. But just let your viewers know you won’t be getting it up tonight. We both need to just take a step back and breathe.”

“Yeah. I think you’re right.” I sigh, relaxing into him.

“I do have those moments one in a while.” He jokes, and I can’t help but giggle.

Within minutes, we are both breathless from laughter, all the tension and stress leaving us until we slumped into the couch and each other.

“There,” Joe says, kissing the top of my head. “Much better.”

“Much better.” I echo in agreement.


Prompt:Phil has been awake nights due to work. When Phil faints in a holiday, Phil goes to the hospital and Dan gets really worried.(Songfic and based off Troye Sivan’s ease and the way he created this song)
Author’s note: Hey!This phanfic was made a while ago, but Tumblr was not working on my laptop :(. So, I am posting it today. I AM TAKING PROMPTS!JUST MESSAGE ME, DONT BE SHY.Yeah, have fun reading!

Ps:Congrats to Dan and Phil for their book, I don’t have mine yet, but I can’t wait to read it!

Phil’s POV
I started to work on the new videos we were going to upload before leaving for a holiday with some friends.
“I can’t wait for us to go on a holiday with all of our friends!”-Dan said excited while I just smiled
“You look like a little boy”I said while looking at the screen
“Well, I am really excited! Just us with our friends having fun at parties and stuff…I can’t wait!”
“Yeah, but I really need to hurry up with the videos and write for the book if you really want us to go!”I said while writing on the keyboard
“Yes, promise.”Dan jumped excitedly.
“Okay then, go write for the book and then I will go upstairs with you alright?”-I smiled
“Yeah, just don’t take too much, last time you went up at 3 am!”
“And what time is it?”I asked
“its 11 pm!”-Dan said while leaving the room
“Fine, I won’t take that much babe!”I said a little tired. I have been awake since 4 am, and I haven’t stopped working since then. We have merch, vids, book, liveshows, meetings and we decided to go on the holiday because Dan said we needed a little rest from all the work we have done. Dan suggested cuddles while ago, but I was really stressed out for cuddles.
I decided to go upstairs. While going up the stairs, I saw the time. I started editing at 6 and its 2 am.
“Holy crap, I hope Dan is not asleep yet.”- I said
I went up to see Dan still awake, so I sat with him and we wrote. During that time, I drank some coffee to not be tired. I offered Dan some but he said no. Because of that, Dan was trying not to fall asleep constantly. As soon as Dan’s eyes started drooping, his head would fall to the side, most of the time resting on my shoulder.
“Dan, you alright there?”-I asked him, looking at his tired eyes
“Yeah, just a little tired”
“Why don’t you go to bed? I can finish it by myself”
“Ya sure?”Dan said tiredly while rubbing his eyes
“Yeah.All that excitement made you tired didn’t it?”-I said while giving him a kiss on the forehead
“Yeah, I think so. Are you sure? I don’t want to make you finish all by yourself”
“You look exhausted. Go to bed sweetheart”-I smiled
“When are you going to bed?”-Dan asked tiredly
“Sometime later” I said while clicking some stuff on the computer
“I wanna *yawns* be with you Philly”Dan insisted
“But you look so tired”
“Can….I stay at the….couch and give you some *yawns* ideas?”He asked. He looked so cute when he was tired.
“Sure, just don’t fall asleep on me.”-I said. I already knew that he was going to fall asleep but I just wanted to work to be free at the holiday, so he could have fun.
“Mmmm”-Dan said while closing his eyes slowly
“Any ideas?”-I asked
“Mmmm….some….whisker stuff”-Dan said
“Ok, what else?”- I asked
Too late. Dan already passed out on the couch, using the giant teddy bear I gave him for our anniversary as a pillow.
“Aww”-I said in a low voice tone. Gently, I draped the blanket over Dan, not wanting to disturb his slumber; after all, he looked adorable. “Love you”I whispered, kissing Dan softly on the cheek. Dan did not so much as stir, and he kept on sleeping soundly.

I continued with the book and then I looked at the designs for the new merch. When I finished it was 6:30 am. It was exhausting, but I did it for Dan. I tried to sleep with Dan. But first, Dan was moving a lot and making noises in his sleep which didn’t help at all. Then, at 7:40 the birds were making too much noise for me to sleep. So I got up, turned on the computer again and I started editing the last things to upload the video and then I went downstairs to get ready for the day. Today, we had a meeting and then we were going to pack our stuff for the holiday.
I took a shower and I did some pancakes for both of us.

“Hey…”-Dan said tiredly while coming into the room
“Hello sleeping prince”-I said while walking to him and before giving Dan a kiss.
“Did we fall asleep last night?”- Dan asked
“Yeah”-I lied. I just didn’t want Dan to worry about last night. It’s just a night. And other night.
“You still look tired”Dan said before I giggled
“I’m fine sweetie, it’s just that I woke up a few minutes ago”
“Yeah right. I’ll go to the meetings. You stay here and rest.“
“It’s alright Dan”- I said
“No. It’s not alright. I feel bad because I fell asleep last night without helping you. So, you are going to stay here okay?”
“I really need to go to the meetings. I’ll take a nap later okay?”-I thought
“But we are leaving tonight remember?”- Dan asked
“What?!”-I got shocked
“Yeah. Joe, Caspar, Louise, Zoë and Marcus told me to be at the airport tonight so we get to the U.S.”-Dan said
“Well, I will sleep at the plane then, but I am going to the meetings.”
“You can always go to one and I can go to the other 2” Dan said,
at this time, I thought of the final touches of the videos.
“I think you are right.”-I lied.
“Okay, I’m going to the second and the third one. You just go to the first one and just come back home”- Dan
“Okay”- I said before giving me a sweet kiss.
Dan’s POV
We got to the 1st meeting, it was for the projects that we were doing. I was paying attention and then I turned to see Phil like a kid at school trying not to fall asleep, while yawning a bunch of times too. This happened like 7 times or 9. When we got out, I convinced Phil to go home and I continued with the 2 meetings.

Phil’s POV
When I got home I decided to pack some other stuff that we needed. I started to feel a light headache, but I took some pills and energy drinks to stay awake and continue, then, I phoned Louise to see at what time we were leaving.

The plan was to be at a small house for a week, which sounds fun. It was going to be at the U.S., since all of us wanted to go. We were leaving tonight at 1am, to get there at the morning.

Since we were going to be at the plane for more than 14 hours, I thought of uploading the videos during the flight and then talk with Dan during the flight, we always look out for the shapes at the clouds and Dan always falls asleep, I think that’s the things I love about Dan, he talks to me and cuddles me, even though he is exhausted.

Then I decided to tweet that I was going to be on a holiday with:
•Dan(of course)
•Louise and Darcy
•Tyler and Troye
•Joe and Caspar
•Joey and Daniel
•Ingrid and Hannah

I got some replies but the pill was taking effect on me, so I tried to sleep, but I failed. I couldn’t do it. I don’t know why, but I took energy drinks again. Dan was coming and I was not asleep. What was I supposed to say? When I opened the door to Dan I acted like a “sleepy human being, telling him "I just woke up” lying” even though I was just taking more and more energy drinks and I looked like a zombie. We got ready, we got the stuff and we got to the airport, where all of our pals were.

“Hi”Said while hugging me
“Hello Phil!”Marcus said with a smile
"Philly!Danny!"Darcy said while running to Dan and I.
“Are we all ready?”Asked Joe
“I think so, anybody missing?”Caspar asked
“Nope”-Zoe answered back
“Okay let’s go then”-Louise said while carrying Darcy on her arms.
We all got into the plane and Dan and I started to watch a movie while we were checking on some tweets. I tried to sleep a little, but it was hard.
Since I wasn’t very sleepy yet, I grabbed my laptop. I made sure to lower the brightness to not disturb the other youtubers around me. I put some headphones in so I could check on the videos, and then watch a couple of stuff, and then I moved on to Tumblr. Later to Facebook, followed by Twitter, and then back to Tumblr and the endless circle began. From one website to another, time was passing by and I wasn’t getting tired. AT ALL. Dan seemed to have stopped moving so I guessed he eventually fell asleep.
After a few hours, everyone was asleep but me, I felt wide awake and I was not going to get any sleep at the moment.
I turned off the laptop to see Dan sprawled out on the airplane seat.After a few minutes, Dan stirred.
“Hello sleepyhead”-I said as Dan woke up
“Hey”-Dan said tiredly
“How much til we land?”-He asked
“A few hours”-I yawned
“Try to sleep sweetie, the jetlag is going to be hard for you if you don’t go to sleep now”-Dan said between yawns.
I gave him a small kiss on the forehead and I tried to sleep. It took me AGES to fall asleep, since Dan was moving and laughing and talking through the phone and also waking me up when I was about to fall asleep. When I finally fell asleep, Dan woke me up
“Phil? Wake up love, we’re here"said Dan
I opened my eyes slowly.
“Hey, how long I slept?”I asked while rubbing my eyes
“Like 10 minutes"Dan said, giving me a kiss on the forehead
I closed my eyes again.
“Come on Phil, Tyler, Daniel and Joey are waiting for us”-Dan smiled
“No….”-I said covering myself with a blanket I brought.
The plane completely stopped and I got up from my seat.
When we all got out of the plane, Tyler, Joey and Daniel were already out with a paper that said:
“Come here you lil shits”
Everyone laughed at the paper while I was just too tired to laugh, so I just smiled at it. Fortunately, Darcy was asleep, because if then, she would’ve said that it was a bad word. I actually was a bit jealous she could sleep. Damn.
We saw some fans and then we went to the house that we all rented. A time later we all decided to have lunch and then we started to set our stuff on our rooms.
“Phil, do you want to nap? You look really tired babe”-Dan said
“No, you know I can’t nap. Dan, I just said that’s not allowed!”-I said while he was insisting me to sleep.I wanted to, but I just got the wifi password to upload the videos.
"Okay I was just asking jeez…”

Dan left after a while and I turned on the laptop to edit other videos. I took some coffee to be awake. And then energy drinks and the day went by like that.

I chose energy drinks over sleeping again. Why? I don’t have time to sleep actually, after 30 hours of no sleep, I am now at a holiday, and I have to upload the videos so we don’t miss out anything. We had a week to be here, but I had less than 24 hours to upload the video.I did that at nights, but at days, I really wanted to be with Dan.
When I decided to give my body sleep, Joe and Caspar knocked on the door.

“Hey Phil, we are going to have dinner, wanna come?”-Caspar asked
I really didn’t want to go, but before I could say a word,Dan came in and he moved me from the bed.
“Come on Phil, we are not here for sleeping”-Dan took my arm and took me out of the bed
“But you said….”-I complained
“No buts”Dan said

We went to the restaurant and Darcy was telling jokes to everyone. That made me smile for a bit. Watching Dan laugh at Darcy’s jokes. When we finished, we got up from out chairs, but when I got up from mine, I started to feel dizzy.

“You alright Phil?”-Tyler said while holding me when I was about to fall.
“Yeah, just a little clumsy, thanks Tyler”-I said smiling

The girls decided to have a small tea party with Darcy and Dan,Tyler,Caspar,Oli,Troye, Joe, Joey and Daniel decided to make a liveshow. But guess who Dan wanted to invite to his liveshow? ME! The exhausted human being that has to upload a video tomorrow at the morning and hasn’t slept for more than 48 hours. Yay! Too much fun! I thought sarcastically.
I juat accepted because I wanted the phangirls to know about the vid going up tomorrow.

We started to set everything, but then, my vision went all blurry. And then, I felt my body hit the floor and I closed my eyes.
“What was that?”Said Joe
“Was that Phil?”Caspar asked
“Phil?!”Dan said worried
“Phil?!Wake up!”Tyler said before getting on his knees and starting to shake me.
“Phil!?”-Joey and Daniel said at the same time
That was all I heard on the background,then, everything turned black.

Dan’s POV
We all tried to wake up Phil, but nothing was working.

We got to the closest hospital we had and I had watched helplessly as the paramedics inserted wires and tubes into Phil’s skin. I felt like a total idiot at the moment. Some words I saw were: ‘Slow heartbeat’. ‘Dehydration.’ ‘High blood pressure.’
It was awful. One big, nightmare. He’d had these before, he knew how it went, but it was not as awful at this time

“Are you Mr. Howell?”-The doctor asked
“I’m Dan, yes that’s me, how is he? Is he alright?“
“Lester has suffered from severe exhaustion, dehydration and excessive caffeine intake,” he stated expressionlessly,
“He’s currently on an IV of fluids to rehydrate him and we’re keeping an eye on him, he is extremely lucky to be alright” the doctor emphasized pointedly.
“When we checked him, his caffeine levels were borderline fatal. He is now laying at bed; he will get up on approximately 1-2 hours. Then, you can take him home, but he needs to rest a lot since he was in a situation like this one.”-The doctor said again
“Can I see him? Please?”-I pleaded
"I just…I need to be with him, he can’t be alone.“- I said
"Sure, just do not move his body that will make him wake up”-The doctor said
I said thank you to the doctor and I got into the room.
When I got into the room, I saw Phil asleep, he looked exhausted. I moved his fringe a little and gave him a kiss on the forehead.
After 2 hours, Phil started to wake up slowly.He stirred and yawned, then,

“Hey there”-I said
“Hey…….”-Phil said while rubbing his eyes
“Feeling better?”-I asked
“About what?”-Phil asked
“Look at you”-I said
“Wha…what happened?”-Phil said as looking at all the wires he had on him
“You fainted due to exhaustion”-I said
“Again?”-Phil shocked
“Yeah, I’m so sorry I didn’t take care of you, I feel like an idiot”.-I said
“It’s not your fault, don’t worry sweetie. Here, I will tell you what truly happened. First…”-Phil
Phil got interrupted by a door knock
“I’ll tell you on the way to the house.”-Phil said
“Mr. Lester? I’m the doctor, How are you feeling?”-the doctor asked
“A lot better, thank you.”-Phil smiled
After a few questions from the doctor, the doctor gave us some medicines, he told us that Phil needed to be under supervision, and that he needed to sleep a lot since he was with exhaustion. Then he told us that we could leave then, and that he needed at least 13 hours of sleep.
I thanked the doctor again and I got out of the hospital, where Tyler and Darcy were with his car and some balloons.
“Hey, how you feelin’?”- Tyler smiled
“Much better, thanks Tyler”-Phil smiled tiredly
We got into the car and I saw Phil was already falling asleep on my shoulder and we weren’t even out of the hospital’s parking lot.
“What happened to Uncle Phil Uncle Dan?”-Darcy asked
“He was very ill Darcy, but he is much better now”-I said as I looked at Phil, he looked exhausted even if he was asleep
“Is he tired?”-Darcy asked again moving Phil’s head a little
“Yes, he needs to sleep a lot now.”-I said while looking at Phil, who was already fast asleep on my shoulder already.
“I’m happy he is fine Uncle Dan. I don’t know would happen without Uncle Phil”. -said Darcy with a smile. I smiled at the last comment; I don’t know what I would do without Phil.
We got home where everyone was worried.
We stopped and I woke up Phil
“Phil? We are here”-I smiled
“Mmhmm”-He said as he moved to the position he was when he was asleep on the car
If you don’t get up right now, I am going to tickle you
Phil didn’t say anything and he didn’t move at all
I jabbed my fingers back into Phil’s stomach, tickling his tummy. When Phil tried to move away, Dan grabbed him around the waist tightly with one arm, and wiggled his fingers against his gut. Phil bent over, giggling, and tried to escape.
“Stop, stop, stop!” Phil shrieked through his giggling, as he twisted his body, pushing against Dan’s chest, but Dan seemed a lot stronger these days. He had his arm too tight around his waist.
“Never!” Dan said, laughing loudly in Phil’s ear.
“Fine!” Phil yelled, and Dan dropped his arms.
We got out and we saw everyone
“Phil!”-Said Hannah and Louise at the same time
“How are you feeling?”-Marcus asked
“What happened?”-Ingrid asked
“He got exhaustion, but he is fine now”-Tyler
Everyone hugged Phil and then after some talking, I decided to put Phil into rest. After the situation, we decided to film some collabs that people were doing.
Troye did one with Tyler, Ingrid, Joey, Hannah and Daniel
Then Joe and I did another one
While Zoe, Caspar and Louise did another one.
And we decided to do the others tomorrow, so we could do them with Phil. It was late already and some of the group were a little drunk while others were already passed out on the couch because of the movie marathon we had. I decided to go and check on Phil. I went to the bedroom and Phil was sobbing on the bed.
use the link below:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aAt1m1lQK3w
I’m down to my skin and bone..

“Phil, what’s going on?”-I said getting closer to him and sitting on the bed
I’m so…so…sorry about *sniff* what happened, I didn’t want you to worry, it’s all my fault again. I took lots…lots of caffeine and I wanted to help…I just…*starts crying again*-Phil
I was surprised by Phil’s sudden break down, but felt as if his heart split in two at the sight of him crying. I took his head and I placed it in my lap
“There, there. It’s okay, Phil”- I said as the older boy cried into his lap.
“It’s not okay…now you…you…have to stay up to take care of me.”-Phil said before starting to cry harder and harder.
“Hey…I love taking care of you”-I said
“But…I…don’t really want to cause any problems”-Phil said crying
“It’s not a problem sweetie”-I comforted him
At that moment Phil started crying again, while tears were coming down his face.
Tell me all of the things that make you feel at Ease…

“I know you’re scared, but you’ll be fine. I’m right here with you,”-I murmured, kissing Phil on the head.
“You’re tense all over.”- I frowned, rubbing my fingers soothingly all over Phil’s arm, especially focusing on the wrist, one of Phil’s favorite spots to be massaged. I dug my thumb in a bit at the tougher parts, smiling a little every time Phil let out a relaxed sigh or little groan.
“But it’s always like this, I just can’t, I feel like you do everything and I just do nothing”.-Phil said worriedly
“Remember all the times I fall asleep on the desk when we are doing work?”-I asked
“Yeah *sniff* it’s cute”-Phil said rubbing his eyes
“Well, in that cases, you are the one that finishes everything, no matter what is it. You were the one that finished a uni project that I had to do when I fell asleep. And you write book stuff, and merch and the list could go on forever. And, I love you more than anyone in this whole planet, and no matter what or how tired you are, you do everything for me”-I said
“Thanks babe”-Phil said
Phil took a deep breath taking in a lungful of his scent and he was finally able to stop sobbing.
Tell me all of the things that make you feel at Ease…
He moved his head a little, placing it well on my leg
“See? You are getting better already”- I kept rocking him and soothing him and for a moment Phil felt somewhat calm.
“Thanks Dan, I love you”-Phil smiled
“Love you too sweetie”
I started to brush his hair with my fingers.
“Hmmm, you like the little tickles?”- I smiled
“Mmhmm… Feels nice…” Phil grumbled, giggling sleepily at the light tickles. He scooted closer to Dan, snuffling his face into the other’s neck. “Keep going…”
“Mmm, I love you, you know?”-Phil asked
He could feel Phil’s lips curve into a smile against his forehead.
“I know.” I replied quietly.
To anybody else, the scene would be almost comical. Two fully grown, six foot men cuddled up to each other with dishevelled hair and long arms that draped across their tall torsos in a way that looked awkward but secretly was incredibly comfortable.
Soon, I heard Phil’s deep breathing noting that he had fallen asleep. I sat there for a moment, running his fingers though Dan’s hair while thinking. He was basically going to make Dan stay at the apartment until he was better. Phil carefully got up, put a pillow under Dan’s head, then he looked down at Dan.
"My poor Philly…” I whispered, as he leaned over and kissed the side of Phil’s head. I watched him for a few more minutes, then left to go get a blanket to put over Dan.
After almost thirty minutes, Phil reached out, grabbing on my arm, unexpectedly.
“Phil? Are you still awake..?”- I whispered, unable to see in the darkness, moving a little closer to him.
Phil mumbled inaudible words, moving much closer to me, wrapping his arms around the my waist, nuzzling his head on my lap. I moved Phil a little to get him into a more comfortable position, when he started to snore softly.
“Aww”-I smiled at Phil who moved now with his head on my chest.
And like that, I just fell asleep, with Phil on my chest.
I woke up because of the sound of my alarm. It was about 4am and Phil didnt wake up at all. I went to get the medicine which was on Drunkish -Passed out Tyler Oakley’s hand. What was it doing in his hand?.
I just ignored that and I got a spoon for the medicine.
Phil’s POV
Not right now—I’m too tired. I felt fingers run through my hair combing it back making a small smile spread across my face. I happily moaned while the fingers continued to brush and tilted my head to lay in the hand that was doing the brushing.
“You big baby! Don’t expect me to do this for the next few days while you recover.”-Dan said with a tired voice
“Can you open your eyes? Even if it’s just for a second?”- he asked.
I forced my heavy eyelids open and while I didn’t give them enough time to focus before closing them, I was glad to see the blurred image of Dan sitting right .
“How are you feeling, babe?” he questioned using his hand that wasn’t trapped under my cheek to play with my hair.
“Okay,” I croaked
“I need you to take the…medicine"Dan smiled
"But I’m too *yawns* tired”-I yawned.After the restless sleep an the jetlag, the tiredness got me.
“Believe me, it will make you a lot tired than you actually are, and you could sleep better, alright?”-Dan smiled before giving me a kiss
“Yeah…”-I said closing my eyes again
“Don’t make me tickle you again…..”-Dan smiled
I opened my eyes and I got to take the medicine.
Dan’s POV
Phil took the medicine and I gave him a little pat. Then I moved up to the bed again and Phil gave me a tired kiss before we both started drifting off.
“Love you lion”-I smiled
“Love you*yawns*too..”-Phil mumbled before he fell asleep

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Matt Imagine (Who Wears The Armor?)

Matt Imagine (Who Wears The Armor?)
Request: I absolutely love your work! Can you make me an Matt imagine about how we were enemies but slowly started to fall in love? Thank you and keep doing what you do! mattchewthedinosaur
Thank you I am glad you like my work!!!
Bare with me I hope this isn’t bad but I am really tired (I have been saying that a lot lately and it really isn’t an excuse. But I have a lot of studying).
You smiled as you looked at the new post you had just made on Instagram.

@yourinstagramusername so tired ♡
Almost instantly after you posted the picture you got a notification and you checked to see who and what it was.
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@matthewespinosa: then go to bed
You rolled your eyes. You and Matt hated each other, you weren’t sure why or when it dated back to but you just did. Normally you would have fought back but today you were going to be the better person. Today was a lazy day and you pretty much lived for lazy days. You had been planning a lazy day for a while because you just hadn’t had time to have time to yourself.
You had everything you needed.
Sour Patch Kids
Capri Sun
Fuzzy Socks

That was all you needed. You sat up and grabbed your computer from the ground and unplugged it as you wrapped yourself around in blankets.

You felt around your bed for your earphones that you knew had fallen out of your ears throughout the night.
When you went to sleep you liked to listen to music. You weren’t sure if it was just you or if almost every teen did it. But you wouldn’t take them out if you felt you were falling asleep, you fall asleep with them in and throughout the night you would toss and turn and the earphones would come out of your ears but you wouldn’t notice because you would be engulfed in dreamland or nightmareland, depended on the night.
Once you found them you plugged them into your laptop and then put them into your ears. Contrary to what many of your friends or other people would think you loved horror films. You clicked on American Horror Story and your binge watch began as you munched on sour patch.
Halfway through the second season you grabbed your phone and took a picture of your laptop screen and posted it to Instagram.

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@yourinstagramusername: american horror story binge watch ;)
You continued watching as the post uploaded.
*2 minutes later*
You heard a ding from your phone and you saw that you had a notification.
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You could only guess who it was from. You clicked on it and read it.
@matthewespinosa: no wonder you’re a psychopath
All you could do was roll your eyes, and for some odd reason it made you laugh. Just the fact that Matt spent his time waiting for you to post pictures so he could comment something mean made you laugh. You could just see him there on his phone or computer whatever just waiting. You were now laughing really hard you had tears running out of your eyes.
“Y/N are you alright?” Your mom asked as she came into your room. You just nodded because you couldn’t speak. She came over and looked at what you were watching and her face morphed into one of worry. “I know you find some of this stuff funny but if you find it that funny I think we need to go to the hospital,” She says with her arms crossed.
“I wasn’t laughing at the show, granted I do laugh at it but I wasn’t this time,” You explain to her. Please don’t ask anymore questions. You repeated that thought in your head in hopes that it would cast some sort of spell.
“Then what were you laughing at?” She asks pointedly. You roll your eyes.
“Just a comment a friend made on one of my photos,” You say. Your voice strained a bit on the words a friend but you weren’t going to tell your mom that you had a bully/enemy because you could handle Matt, he wasn’t that much anyways.
“Oh what friend?” She asks suddenly interested. You were confused as to why she was suddenly interested in your social life. You paused American Horror Story because you didn’t want to miss half of the episode. You showed her the phone. “How is that funny?” She asks.
“It’s an inside joke,” You say through gritted teeth, you hated referring to Matt as a friend, because he wasn’t one.
“Okay don’t go psychotic on me I was just asking,” You mom says with her hands in the air as if in surrender but she laughed it off and walked out of your room closing the door in the process.
You fell back on your bed and took a deep breath in and let it out. That was more stressful for you then it needed to be.
“What the hell now?” You shouted out to no one as you pulled up your phone and saw another comment.
@matthewespinosa: but so am i….
What the heck is that supposed to mean? You thought to yourself. You decided to just ignore Matt because it was irrelevant, he wasn’t your friend so there was no need to converse with him. You shut off your phone and just continued watching your favorite TV show on this brisk Sunday.
*Next Day*

Matt wasn’t at school and you were pretty happy with that. You didn’t have to deal with his snide comments all day that were practically pointless.
As you walked through your front door and shut it you heard your mom yell to you from the kitchen.
“There is a friend in your room, he said it was urgent,” She says. You furrow your brows and quickly make your way upstairs. You didn’t have any guy friends. When you walked in you saw the last person you wanted or needed to see.
“What the hell are you doing in my room!” You shout.
“SHHHH!” He says and puts a hand over your mouth. You quickly removed his hands away from your face and backed away.
“What do you want and why weren’t you in school today?” You ask as you set your stuff down in the corner of your room.
“Aww did you miss me?” He teases.
“Actually on the contrary it was quite pleasant without your constant nagging and crude remarks,” You inform him. His face dropped a bit.
“Actually that’s what I wanted to talk to you about,” He says glumly. You raised an eyebrow but let him continue. “I’m sorry for everything I ever said or ever did I was stupid and I thought it would work but obviously it didn’t and if I could I would take it all back,” He says quickly as he stared at the floor.
“I’m sorry I’m a bit lost. What did you think would work?” You asked as you sat down on the floor a couple feet away from Matt.
“The ‘nagging’ as you call it, it was the only way I knew how to get your attention, and I didn’t care whether or not it was the attention where you hated me or you liked me, just the fact that you noticed me made me feel good,” He said as he looked up. You were star struck, you had never imagined this would happen. You were still a bit unsure what he really meant, you had an idea but you didn’t want to assume something that would only get you more teasing.
“So what are you saying?” You ask cautiously.
“I’m saying I like you y/n!” He suddenly blurted out then he lowered his head again, “I didn’t always though if it makes you feel better,” He says.
“Oh yeah it makes me feel just grand,” You say sarcastically. He just rolled his eyes at your comment.
“At first I saw you and something about you just irked me so I started bullying you I guess, but now I realize that it wasn’t that you irked me but that you intrigued me and I didn’t know how to handle it and eventually I started liking you and I had to do something to you every day just to get a little bit of attention, just to know that I crossed your mind once a day whether it be good or bad, to know that I was on your mind for maybe half a second was so important to me,” He rushed out and you were overwhelmed.
“When did you start liking me?” You asked with a small blush on your cheeks.
“Last year in May,” He said almost immediately. You blushed even more at the fact that he knew when he started to like you. You weren’t even sure if you could like Matt because you had never had a boyfriend and the light you had always seen him in was not a good one.
“I don’t really know what to say,” You say to avoid an awkward silence but it was still awkward.
“You don’t have to. But can I ask you something?” He asks.
“You just did,” You tell him with a chuckle.
“You know what I mean,” He says and you laugh but nod.
“Y/N would you like to go on a date with me sometime?” He asked and your eyes bulged out of your head and Matt tried his best to stifle his laugh.
“I guess one date wouldn’t hurt,” You say with a smirk as he helps you up from the floor.
“Looks like you’re warming up to me already, besides I know you told your mom that I was your friend,” He says with a smirk that got your heart beating unfamiliarly fast.
“Oh shut up! I don’t even want to have to explain all of that to you!” You say as you push him through the hallway but he lost his balance and wobbled on the stairs. You quickly grabbed him twisted your bodies around and you both fell down the stairs but you were on the bottom. You couldn’t have been more grateful that you had a carpeted floor.
“Y/N! ARE YOU OKAY!” He asked worriedly as he got off of you. You coughed as you sat up but nodded.
“Yeah,” You say as you brush off the carpet lint off of your school clothes.
“Looks like you’ll be the knight in shining armor then,” Matt says and you had to admit that no matter how right you wanted him to be you couldn’t deny that you would need Matt to put that suit on too.
I hope I made up for my lack of Imagines on Thursday with this one! Wish me luck on my English Quiz tomorrow with an unknown essay prompt and a missing prompt!
Much Love + Stay Weird
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Genre: angst/fluff/school au

Length: ;|

Summary: “Be a brave little lamb, even a Lion will get scared.” your grandmother’s words became your light to face life. You are always viewing the world with a positive mind. Even with the bad things that were happening around you, you are strong. Love is something you never get often and when Love finally appears, it is hard to catch. Isn’t it tiring to always be strong when your whole world is just crashing and burning down in front of you?

Warning: Swearing!

(a/n): Forgive me for the short update! Next update will be Wednesday! I might write up another side story for this series, but who know when I’ll upload it. I thank @roseok for being a total angel. <3 

part 17/?

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The Demons Apprentice 4

yes another update. I’m just as happy as you guys whenever i upload more parts. haha okay so let me hurt your hearts some with this, and (idk spoiler not really) that comic takes place in this part so thats nice

easy writing there pfft 

anyways enough of me talking, RREADDDDD:


[part 4-]

At the Mystery shack:



Location incantatores.

Mentes reformationem.

Potens daemonia.

Potionibus , omnis hexagonis , evocatio, profligare , et rotarum orbes.

Diabolus regna.

How to Speak Latin for Dummies.

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What I Thought Was Love Part 1

A/N - Wow I have a lot to say haha. First of all I don’t know if this gif ^^ is working, the gifs I’ve been uploading haven’t been working xc. Number two, I stuck a kinda Skins reference in this imagine and if you find it I’ll write a personal imagine for the first person who messages us where it is, message us your name and the band member you want to be in an imagine with and I’ll stick you in my next one (the band members we have left are Chris Drew, Josh Woodard, Alex Koehler, Austin Carlile, Max Heyler, Matt Barnes, and Kellin Quinn). I’m not quite sure which of my three fanfics to update next so if you guys would let me know which one I should(if you read them) that would be awesome!Last thing I wanna say, I’m sorry I keep writing in parts xc I’m weird and sorry they’re kinda longish.

This party was different from the ones you were used to going to with Austin. The music wasn’t loud at all instead it played quietly in the background, everyone was wearing appropriate clothes that covered there bodies, dainty martinis were being passed around rather than shots and overflowing mugs of beer. It was a nice change of pace from the fast life you were used to living with Austin. Austin and you stood in a small group of people talking about what ever came to mind, some of them you recognized some of them you didn’t. Austin’s arm was slung protectively around your waist while the other one was shoved in his pocket. You noticed Austin’s silence when he stopped joining in on the conversation, you looked up at him to see him smirking at something across the room. You followed his gaze to see a familiar red head flirting with two beautiful woman, one of the ladies quickly looked at Austin but returned her attention to Alan. A small smile grew on her face, probably from some cheesy pick up line Alan shot at them. You lifted your drink only to be met with an empty glass.

“Babe, I’m gonna go get another drink.” You smile up at Austin.

“I got it, Sweetie.” Even with his rough voice it came out soft and gently.

He took your drink and walked through the crowd headed for a waiter with a platter of glasses full of wine. You looked back to where Austin was staring, you doubt it was Alan who had gripped his attention so tightly. Alan was still there talking avidly to one of the girls but the other one had left. You searched the room for Austin and found him with a new drink in his large hand, he was immersed with the black haired girl who was previously with Alan. She leisurely sipped on her on drink while Austin sipped on the drink that was supposed to be yours. She said something causing both of them to laugh, she reached up with slender hand and cupped his cheek. Her hand was clad with surprisingly long stiletto nails which looked like they could be lethal in a fight.

You tried your best not to become jealous because Austin tended to flirt with everyone whether you liked it or not, it was just his personality. This girl was getting a bit too physical for your liking though. You excused your self from the group and made your way over to Austin. Austin looked over at you and he gave you a smile that made the corners of his eyes crinkle, he also took a step back from the girl.

“Hey.” You wrapped an arm around Austin sending a message to the girl saying you were Austins and Austin was yours.

“Y/N, this Kinley. Kinley, this is Y/N my girlfriend.”

“Nice to meet you, I’ve heard so much about you from Austin.” She said with a sickeningly sweet voice.

“All good things I hope.” You laugh nervously and look up to Austin.

“Of course.” Austin squeezes your shoulder.

“Um, I’m getting kinda tired. Are you ready to leave yet?” You say quietly to Austin.

“Yea, whenever you are.”

You bid Kinley farewell before pulling Austin towards the door. He stealthily winked at Kinley causing her to giggle before following you.


The next month or so consisted of Austin being very secretive and controlling of his phone and computer. When ever you were around he would either sit against the wall so you couldn’t come up behind him or he would just turn off his computer. He had put a lock on his phone which he didn’t have before. You were up late one night lounging on your bed when you heard his voice coming from the living room. You got up and walked into the room catching the tail end of his phone conversation.

“Everything is gonna be fine, don’t worry, babe.” He chuckled “ See ya tomorrow.”

He hung up the phone and tossed it on the couch. You knocked on the closest wall to make your presence known. Austin swiveled around and the  edges of his mouth jerked up in a smile when he saw you. You crossed your arms under your breasts and slowly walked over to him, your eyebrows furrowing with curiosity.

“Who was that?”

“Kinley, she has some new ideas for merch and she’s afraid I won’t like them. I’m going to check them out tomorrow.” He states pulling you down onto the couch with him. Why on earth would he call Kinley ‘babe’?

You shift your position so your straddling his lap. “Oh cool, what time should I get up?” You ask, lovingly running your fingers through his dark hair.

“Oh, uh sweetie. We were planning on getting some more writing done too and our manager thinks your a distraction.” He looks down as he says this.

“Oh.” You reply quietly “Can Kinley be there?”

“She’s only coming to show me and the guys her stuff then she’s leaving. I wish you could be there with us but you know how our manager can be.” He begins to absentmindedly wrap a strand of your hair around his long finger.

“No, it’s fine. It’s not your fault your manager is a dildo.” You softly kiss his lips “I wonder where he got the idea that I’m a distraction?” You smirk.

“I have no idea.” He says against your lips.

He pulls you into a rough kiss which you happily fall into.  He cupped your ass and pulled your body closer to his. You put feeling into each kiss but you couldn’t help but feel like you weren’t getting the same response from Austin. Even though the feeling you were getting wasn’t the one you desired the action of having Austin in the most intimate kind of way is what made you continue kissing him.

Austin stood up taking you with him, he carried you up the stairs only breaking the kisses a couple times to make sure he wouldn’t trip over the stairs. That night was filled with you now know was fake love. and the illusion of a happy, prefect couple that would do anything for each other. Well half of that was true.

When you woke up the next morning Austin was already gone. You didn’t exactly have a packed schedule so you got up to try and find something to busy yourself with. Your day consisted of tidying up the house, changing the sheets, re watching the first season of your favorite show, and catching up with an old crush friend, Jackson. You had to admit, the years had definitly done him good.

It was nearly dinner time and Austin still had not come back, which worried you a bit. You were about to get up and find something to eat when you got a text from a Austin.

I’m gonna be later than I thought. Why don’t you come down and keep me and the guys company :)

What about your manager?

He left and when the rest of the guys leave I’ll fuck you over the sound board ;)

That’s all he had to say to get you by the door and putting on your shoes. It didn’t take you long to get to the studio since rush hour was already over. You walked through the glass front doors and continued to the front desk.

“Hello, can you tell me which studio Of Mice and Men is in?” You smile.

“Name?” The haughty woman asks dully.

You give her your first and last name and tells you the room is two doors to the right. You follow her instructions and quickly find the door, it had been awhile since you’d seen the boys so it would be nice to see them again. You stopped at the door a bit surprised that the large group of boys weren’t making a loud racket. You opened the door and was about to say something but paused when the door was open about an inch.

“Oh, fuck.”

That sounded like Austin you thought. You opened the door just a smig more, enough to see Kinley under him; bent over the sound board, ass high in the air with Austin’s member buried inside of her. Austins phone was curled in her hand, it didn’t take much thought to realize she sent the text; Austin wouldn’t be stupid enough to invite you here with what he’s currently doing. You balled your fists up, millions of thoughts were running through mind. You weren’t sure whether you should shove them apart and scream at Austin til your lungs burst, or just stand there as time stood still and try and wrap your head around what was happening. Your mind was blurred with anger and all you could do was slam the door shut and march down the hallway. You were halfway down the hall when you heard the door open and close again along with the ruffling of pants.

“Y/N! Wait!” Austins croaky voice sounded behind you.

You didn’t answer him, you hoped nothing you said would compare to what he was saying to himself.

“Y/N, stop! Just listen to me!”

You walk through the clear doors, Austin close on your heels. You swivel around once your out in the courtyard in front of the building, Austin was still shirtless and his zipper was down. The sight of Austin just made you even angrier, that’s what he was supposed to after having sex with you not some skank.

“Uh Austin, I think it would be better if we stopped seeing each other.” Your voice came out shaky, this was not the time and place to start a argument.

“Y/N, don’t be like that…” He breathes out.

“No, Austin, I think we both know this would be for the better.” You turn back around and begin to walk back to your car.

Austin grabbed your arm but you yanked it back to your side. “Austin… Please, don’t…” You whisper.

Austin studied your face for a second, he rubbed his chin and gave a curt nod. He had his puppy dog eyes plastered on his face, usually they would be successful in getting him out of trouble but this mess was a bit too big to be fixed that easily. You turned back around and walked a bit faster back to your car.

Someone once said to you What hurts most about a broken heart is not being able to remember how you felt before. Try and keep that feeling because if it goes you’ll never be able to get it back. If you do lose it then you lay waste to the world. That feeling was slipping through your fingers with every step you took. You squeezed your hands tighter trying to remember how happy you could be before you met Austin or when he wasn’t around, but it was getting harder and harder to keep hold of that feeling as your favorite memory’s with Austin would wiggle in. You kept telling yourself this is a lesson and this is just a bump in the road, but you knew Austin was more to you than a bump in the road. He had been there for you through thick and thin as you were for him, but this was like a knife had been stuck in your back and you knew you couldn’t just leave it there. If you wanted your wound to heal you had to remove the thing that had created it.

You slumped into the drivers seat of your car and shut your eyes, you took a couple deep breaths to calm yourself. Your butt vibrated from your phone. After sitting there for what felt like an hour you reached down and opened your phone, you had a text from Jackson. You were a little shocked, you didn’t think he would contact you so soon after giving him your number just over an hour ago on Facebook.

Hey, Y/N. Are you in town?

You hesitated, all you really wanted to do was drive straight home and eat your feelings with tubs of Ben and Jerry’s while watching chick flicks.


Would you wanna go and get something to eat? I mean just as friends, I know you have a boyfriend

Not anymore I don’t.

Sure, sounds great! Just tell me where to meet you :)

The first steps to recovery have been taken, so far so good.



Kurt Hummel’s life isn’t going how he planned. He just lost his job, his kids want nothing to do with him, and his husband just kicked him out and is filing for a divorce. If only he could go back and do it all over again…

note: this is the first part of my currently untitled seventeen again au, which i am writing for the klaine advent event! today’s prompt was ‘anniversary’. i hope to update this fic every day, with every chapter being a different prompt. i will upload a cleaned up version to AO3 once the event is done :) hope you enjoy!

Kurt isn’t exactly sure what the time is, but he knows it’s late. Past midnight at least. He turns onto his side on Finn’s uncomfortable guest mattress, then turns back onto his back, groaning. Considering Finn is a relatively wealthy man you’d think he could afford a better mattress for his guest room.

He stares up at the ceiling, practically wide awake. It’s been days since he’s been able to get to sleep before two in the morning. Ever since he’s been staying here, really.

Ever since Blaine kicked him out.

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So. Exactly one year ago I sat down and thought “Hey, what if I document each day of this break for myself and for the fandom to look at later and remember what was happening when literally nothing is supposed to be happening? This is going to be fun”.

(And as I am typing this, in this exact moment, the first proper trailer of Harry’s very first film is released and Louis
tweets about the success of his very first song with Steve Aoki. Literally, this has just happened.)

There’s so much I want to say right now, but most of all, thank you. Thank you for sticking around for so long, thank you for not giving up on the boys and still supporting them. I think that is what matters the most, that we’re
still here and not going anywhere.

Also, thank you for going through all of this together, with me and the posts I have been writing every single day for a year now. I’m not going to lie, it’s not always been a pleasure. There were days when I wasn’t really feeling like
writing the post, there were days when I was excited as hell about writing the post, there were days when I felt like I didn’t want to do that anymore. But I didn’t give up, because I care about you all too much and I know that some of
you are looking forward to these every single evening. And I couldn’t do this to you, even if there’s just a few of you, so I didn’t stop, and just kept going.

I’ve never wanted to do that for attention, or notes, or followers. Actually, the reason why I started this is pretty selfish: I wanted to have something I would smile at when the boys come back. It was never meant to be read by people.
And I put this on my Tumblr blog because it wasn’t followed by many at that time, so I knew that no one would care. I still remember how shocked I was when the first few posts got like, 5 notes or something. And when “1D Hiatus:
Day 20” got about 20 of those. I was so silly wondering why people were even a bit interested in what I was doing. These were just simple posts summing up the day in the fandom? And then it hit me, how amazing and comfortable it must be to just be offline the whole day and not worry about things happening, because when you get home in the evening everything is going to be put in one place. And I thought, this could actually work out, not for myself only, but
for other people, too. So I wanted to do that every single day now, because I knew that there were a few people who were interested. I was going to do that for them. The thought of making somebody feel good, or making them smile, or generally doing something fun for them, was just so nice. I love making people happy with little things, and if there was a chance to do that, even for a tiny audience, I wanted to, so bad.

Then, it all went nuts. Media got interested after there was more than one thousand notes under “1D Hiatus: Day 22” in less than 24 hours. Sugarscape, MTV, Billboard. Most of you found me through these sites. I still can’t believe
all of this actually happened, because I keep thinking “it wasn’t supposed to be this big at all!”. Yet it is! And it keeps growing!

Now I have over five thousand followers, and again, it may sound cheesy, but I would like to say a GIANT thank you for the continuous support. When I remember how much some of you actually enjoy what I do, it always makes my day better, or at least easier to survive.

I have been, and still am, struggling with several mental health issues and they were/are making it extra hard to go on and post every single night. Even if I was tired and felt like sleeping at 9pm, I had to wait for midnight to write
and upload the hiatus post. Even if my dad was trying to make me upload the posts earlier so I could go to sleep at a reasonable time, I couldn’t, because I wanted you to know everything that happened during the last 24 hours, not
more, not less. I really am dedicated to what I do and I always want to give you 100%, no matter what.

The past year has been so different for all of us, with the boys not releasing new music together, nor touring. But somehow, our bond is stronger than ever now. How surprising is that? Who would have thought?

This only proves that we truly are a family, the boys and us, together through ups and downs, always there for each other.

From the bottom of my heart, I am grateful for the boys and for every single one of you, especially on this site. You, the people, make the whole Tumblr-experience so fun and special. I can guarantee that we will all remember the
good times we’ve had together here.

And you know what? Despite the unavoidable drama and crazy times, it’s been a hella good year. It’s been. A hella. Good. Year. We’d thought it would be hell, and it wasn’t so bad after all, now, was it?

All in all, I am not going anywhere any time soon. I’m planning to bother you with the hiatus posts as long as these four fellas decide. 

Here’s to the future, folks! Happy anniversary!

On A Saturday Night

As it’s my birthday, I wanted to write something for today. It’s kind of a present for giving me so much love through your comments, messages, likes, etc… You’re all lovely and wonderful! 



“Username: Earl35. ” She types on the first gap. “Age? 35.” She bites her bottom lip, seethes and keeps writing the rest of the information the web needs. “Location: Stamford, Lincolnshire.”

It’s embarrassing being in a web like this, she thinks. She doesn’t even know why she’s doing it. Well, she does. But it’s Chloe’s and Izzy’s fault, not hers.

“Looking for:” She reads and opens the new tab with multiple choices. Friendship, Romance, Distance relationship, Chatting, Flirting, Family…

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